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

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

Gentlemen, lot 16.

The below pedigree are not registered.

5 pound, 5 pound, 5 pound 10, 5 pound
15, 7 pound 15, 6 pound, 7 pound 10, 7

pound 15, 8, 8 pound 5, 8 pound 5, 8
pound, 8 pound, 8 pound.

Done.

Gentlemen, lot 9.

6, 7, cross, 5, 8 pound, going on, we're
about 50, you can see.

4 pound, 4 pound.

£4, £5, £4, £5, £4, £10, £4, £10, £4,
£5.

Any more? £5, £5, £5, £5, £5, £5, £5,
£15, £6, £6, £6.

All done, £6, £7, £6, £6.

£6. Sold, thank you, Mr Jameson.

Hensfield Police, hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes.

You're a crook, son.

Mr. Dyer, isn't it? You know me well
enough.

I assume you didn't get the price you
wanted. Damn right I didn't. And neither

did a fair few others.

Well, I'm sure you're right. We all take
a chance in the marketplace, don't we?

Not when it's real. We don't.

We're losers from off.

You take your hands off me. You're on
the take, son. From the big boys at the

front. I know it. Everybody knows it.
Jimmy!

I suggest you walk out of here before
you get thrown out.

Watch your back, sir.

It'll be the Chief Constable checking up
on you.

How many is it now?

Five times in the past week.

Probably the telephone exchange on the
blink.

Bradley, I've got a job for you.

Local farmers are on a muck outside the
livestock market. Smashed up a couple of

cars. Oh, everyday story of country
folk.

Make some inquiries, will you? Right,
Sarge. Suspect's name is Bill Dyer. His

phone's on your patch.

Better keep your crash helmet on, then.

Hello, Jewish love. How are you? It's as
a flea.

I called on the off chance your ends are
still sulking. Oh, not half.

You know, David's tried everything from
best call to hypnosis, but not one of

them's dropped an egg since Claude
Greengrass left.

That ends for you. I wouldn't take it
personally.

No, I won't. I get like an ear
whistling.

Well, you should say that.

Mr Dyer? All right?

True, Fiz. I think the hens have passed
it.

I keep telling David to get shut and
start again, but, well, they're like

friends to him. I can see our baby on
his wavelength.

Yeah, aye. Besides, their barren patch
gives me an excuse to call on you,

Vernon. True.

Talking of old Bird, it was my birthday
yesterday.

Oh, and many happy returns.

And not so much of the old.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

Guess how many candles?

Oh, now you're asking, Dilys.

Fifty -ish.

Sixty.

Sixty? Never, you're having me on. No.

Well, I'm amazed.

What's your secret, then?

Water.

Not teetotal, are you? No.

But I drink spring water from the farm.

Everyone who's lived and worked there's
reached a grand old age.

Except my husband, of course, but...
That were an accident.

Water, eh?

That.

I'm always having a bit of what I fancy
now and again.

So, what happens now?

Well, it depends on whether they want to
press charges.

The owner of the car you mistook for Mr.
Sutton will probably accept

compensation. What Mr. Sutton will do on
the other hand is a totally different

matter. So aroused, I couldn't help
myself.

You say the market was rigged. How?

There are usually three or four big
buyers at every auction.

Agents for pet food companies and burger
bars.

They fix it amongst themselves to take
turns.

So there's really only one buyer
bidding?

Aye, well, it's on the run.

Oh, why are you blaming Mr Thun? Well,
he's either turning a blind eye or

organising it. Either way, he's taking a
cut.

Why don't you just take your sheep to a
different market?

The same agent turn up everywhere.

The sort of stuff.

Well, I take it you won't want to press
charges then? That's correct. The only

reason why.

Because I haven't got time to be
bothered with the likes of Bill Dyer.

Brings his brain -tugged sheep down off
the moor and expects top dollar.

He's just another disappointed punter.
He said he was a victim of a rigged mob.

Yeah, did he? Was he? Yeah.

Does it happen?

Not on my watch, it doesn't. Look, if
Dyer wants to pay me compensation,

fine. Tell him to put ten quid in the
police charity box.

As long as I don't see him again, right?
Well, that's going to be a little

awkward, you see.

I've agreed to come with him to the next
auction.

Soak up the atmosphere for myself.

Well, free country, Constable.

Just make sure he leaves his crowbar at
home, will you?

Thank you, Gwen.

Pudding three.

Mr. Thornton?

Jackie Bradley, how can I help?

Take me...

Don't mind wealthy, short on
pleasantries. I can see that.

A tower of strength, though, to me and
my late husband.

And to his father before him.

Seventy -five years he's worked here.

Seventy -five?

Are you sure?

Yes, why?

Well, that would mean he was in nappies
when he was set on.

He were a lad of fifteen.

But that would make him... Ninety.

I did tell you.

So when would you be thinking of
transferring your files?

Over the next few weeks. There's quite a
bit of work in progress with our

present solicitors.

Well, of course.

I've spoken to the senior partners, and
naturally they're delighted to have the

chance of working with you.

Would you be handling my business
yourself?

I could certainly retain overall
supervision, but the work would have to

shared between a number of people.

But you can rest assured.

Our contracting conveyancing staff are
the best in the district.

Well, that's certainly food for thought.

Well, thank you. Thank you very much for
seeing me.

It's a short note.

My pleasure, Mr. Dunne.

Oh, good heavens, is that the time? Have
I kept you? I'm sorry. No, no, not at

all. I just... I mustn't be late. I'm
out for dinner tonight with my husband.

Are you going somewhere nice?

The Mitre. Oh, it's just one of my
favourites. Well, you have a nice

Thank you very much.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Yes?

Yeah, he's just gone.

I think we've got it.

Two glasses, eh? At least two glasses.
Every day and enough to rinse my face.

Do you know, I think you've found the
spring of eternal youth here, Delis.

Flattery will get you everywhere,
Vernon.

Come on, David, try it.

It's like water.

It's a bit cold.

And?

Wet.

And?

Runny. Oh, give it to you.

Clear,

sweet and invigorating.

I think we're onto something here,
Delice. We?

Well, I've got the mouse, you've got the
sauce.

Together, we can make... What, fee?

No, Delice.

Money.

Oh, lovely.

Struggling? A bit.

You said it was good.

Oh, no, it is. It's me. I've got no
appetite.

Oh, don't keep eating for my sake.

Is there something you're not telling
me?

Like what?

Well, aches, pains.

No.

It's just that ever since you came back
from London, you seem to be in another

world.

I'm sorry.

Don't say I'm sorry and just tell me
what it is.

Has madam finished?

Yes, thank you.

A sweet trolley will be with you in a
moment.

Not for me, thank you. Nor me. Just two
coffees, please.

I'll be back in a minute.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, Mr Sutton.

All right?

Yes.

We'll just finish these up and go.

Excuse me.

We have a little place.

Your bill has been settled, sir.

Settled? With Mr Sutton's compliments.

He was in the bar, sir.

I'm sorry, we can't accept it. There's
nothing to pay. Look, just a second.

Mike, leave it.

Thank you very much.

It's a gesture to me.

To you?

Why? Well, he's a prospective client of
the practice.

Well, you didn't say anything.

Well, it's not final, but if he does
come to us, he'll bring a lot of

Jackie, whatever he had in mind, I can't
accept gifts. I'm a policeman.

And I'm not.

A refusal would be taken as an insult.

Loosen up, for goodness sake.

Bye, love. And thanks for the bevvies.

Don't spill any of that, David.

And all the fuss is about we can soon
fill them up from our tap.

I don't want those contaminated.

One of those is going to a buffing in
Leeds for analysis.

And then maybe you'll realise what we
are dealing with here is not just water.

It is liquid gold.

Jackie? Yeah? Have you seen my keys,
David?

No. Have you tried to coat pocket?

Do you want some toast?

Yes, please.

You found them?

Yeah.

What's that?

I don't know.

It must have been put in there last
night while hanging in the restaurant

Obviously a mistake.

Unlikely. What do you mean?

Something must have put it in there.

Well, why on earth would he do that?

To keep my nose out of his business.

What are you talking about?

I knew I shouldn't have accepted that
mail last night.

Mike, you are jumping to conclusions.

It's him, believe me. Well, where are
you going?

Buttons. He's going to get it back with
interest.

What time will you be arriving?

No, I'll read through my diary.

Yeah, I'm positive.

I need to see you.

You've got to go. Bye.

What happened?

I gave it back.

And what did he say?

That I'd made a mistake.

What did he say? He'd put the money in
your pocket?

No. Then suppose he didn't. He did.
You'll just kind of have to go along

on that one.

Mike. Did you tell him we'd be down at
the mitre last night?

Yes, but... I'm sorry, Jackie. He's a
crook.

Inconvenient, I know, when you want his
business, but there it is.

And what happened to innocent until
proven guilty?

Oh, come on. Give it a rest. No, you
give it a rest.

You bob over there shouting the odds
without any proof whatsoever.

What next?

You going to tell Craddock about him and
hammer the final nail in for me?

Not a success, then?

Well, so -so.

It might, you suppose, be top -notch.
Well, there's nothing wrong with the

Al. It's more the atmosphere, eh?

Yeah, yeah.

And the bill.

Well, yeah, yeah, pity, really.

We haven't had much of a chance to get
out, have we?

What you and Jackie need is a good
holiday.

Oh, there speaks the sage, with a fat
wallet.

Exactly. I'm not that flush.

All at ease, I see.

Any news on that farmer who went
berserk, Bradley?

Well, yeah, it's almost settled, Sarge.
One of the car owners has accepted

compensation, and the other wasn't
really bothered about getting hurt.

That's very magnanimous.

Oh, well, ours not to reason why.

Any chance of a coffee this side of
Christmas, Bellamy?

Is this the balance?

Yes.

Is it possible to pay a more detailed
payment?

Oh, not immediately, I'm afraid. We can
have one prepared by close of business

tomorrow.

Right, thank you.

Well, definitely the first one.

The first?

Definitely.

Try again.

Oh, no, Mr. Vernon, not again.

I'm getting waterlogged, David. Try
again.

You stay in there till you get it right.

Hello?

Oh, Mr. Spicer, how's the analysis
going?

Really?

Oh, well, you will put that in writing,
won't you?

Excellent. Thanks very much.

Bye now.

That was the boffins from Leeds.

Oh, is it going all right?

It's going better than all right, David.

They say, the experts, it's excellent.

Oh, good.

Can I go and play with it now, then?

Oh, all right.

I'll have big visions of me.

So you haven't decided yet?

No.

It is your decision.

No.

Anything I can do to help?

Sorry to interrupt, Mrs Bradley. Mr
Bradley's here.

Oh, um... I did tell him you were in a
meeting with Mr Miller.

Uh, yeah, right.

Would you excuse me? Yes, of course.

Thanks, Gwen.

Hi. I'm sorry, Gwen said you were in
with Adrian Miller. I didn't think he

might. No, it's fine. What is it?

You, um... You haven't transferred any
money into my bank account.

No, why?

Well, it's just I've been to check my
balance, and it's been a bit sick

but I just got a pleasant surprise.

Well, haven't they automated the police
payroll?

I mean, maybe you got paid early.

Well, that's true. I'll ask the lions.

Thanks.

Adrian all right?

Seems to be, yeah.

Well, look, I'd better go and say hello,
eh?

Yeah.

Adrian, hi there.

Mike, hello.

Sorry to interrupt.

Not at all.

So what brings you back up to Yorkshire,
business or pleasure?

A bit of both.

Look, it's good to see you, but I've got
to dash.

Sure. Nice to see you.

Mike,

if you were short of money, why didn't
you ask?

Well, no need.

See you later.

It's gonna be all right The day you came
my way I knew I

would stay Close by your side To keep
you satisfied It's gonna be all right

All right, all right It's gonna be all
right Oh, I'm asking.

I'll ask them.

Evening, gentlemen.

What can I get you?

A bottle of water, please, Gina.

Water? Malvern will do nicely.

Right. What can I get you, David?

He'll have the same.

What's going on?

This is a pub, not the water board.

All right, Gina, if it's water they
want, just take them outside and give

some. Thrown from a bucket.

No need for that, Oscar.

Really? It's voices.

Only Oscar's. He's embarrassed because
he hasn't stocked up properly.

Tell you what, no good coming here if
it's water you want.

Shame on you, Oscar.

Luckily, we've got our own.

David?

What's this?

A prototype.

Aidensfield Spring Water.

The elixir of youth.

Bottled, labelled and available at a pub
near you.

I should have known there was something
going on. Vernon and me have gone into

partnership.

They say this is all the rage in London.

I mean, down there they drink pints of
water.

With water chasers.

Never a doubt so daft in all my life.

Well, keep your ears open, Oscar, and
you'll be ahead of the game for once.

Odd -toothed, listen, someone like you,
George.

You'll serve me three pounds.

Three pounds, three pounds, five, five,
five, three, five, three, five, three,

ten, three, ten, three, fifteen, four,
four pounds, four pounds, five, five,

ten, ten, fifteen, five pounds.

Serve us five pounds, all down at five
pounds.

Sold, five pounds. Thank you, Mr.
Mitchell.

And... What last is that?

Thirteen, sir. Lot 13, gentlemen.

Two suffolk ewes in lamb.

June mid -March.

I think you'll find the good Lord is
expecting me.

After you, I think.

Now, I don't need to teach your lordship
how to suck eggs.

A man with your refined palate, primed
on best -end plonk, won't need telling

that that is chock -full of natural
goodness, as confirmed by scientific

analysis.

Water quality excellent.

Now, I says maybe, Scripps, but aren't
people satisfied with what they get from

the tap?

Do you drink much tap water, sir? No,
can't say I do.

No. Very wise.

If you saw it under a microscope, you
wouldn't bathe your bunions in it.

Really?

What exactly do you have in mind?

What more do you want? You saw it with
your own eyes. Stock were a good 30 %

of a decent price.

That's not an exact science, Mr Dyer.
Science, giveovers, barefaced robbery.

All right, I'll have a word with Mr
Sutton. Aye, me and all.

Thank you, Mr Dyer, but I'll deal with
it myself from here.

Well, make sure you do.

Mr. Sutton.

Constable Bradley.

In Mufti.

And keeping very bad company.

I'm surprised you had time to note it.

I'm an auctioneer, Constable Bradley.

Never miss a bid or a bobby.

So, why weren't you more careful?

How's that?

Oh, look, I'm no expert, but there was
obviously collusion among some of your

bidders. You're right, you're not an
expert.

What are you saying, there wasn't a
concert party?

I'm saying you shouldn't concern
yourself with things you don't

Understanding fraud is one thing.
Smelling out something rotten is

I can do that. I intend to report
everything I've seen here.

I think that will be very, very foolish.

You haven't been too careful yourself,
have you?

What do you mean?

You may tell for me that your little bit
of recent good fortune might come to

light.

Think about it.

I'll be in touch, then. If everything is
as you say, I might well consider

making an investment.

I guarantee you'll be on a cert, Your
Lordship.

There was a deposit of cash into your
account on the 10th.

Cash? Yes, sir.

Well, how much?

£200. £200?

Does that help at all?

I'm sorry, Mr. Bradley.

She's out.

All right. Thank you very much.

Jackie! Yeah?

I need to talk to you. Come on up.

Who's that?

Adrian. He bought me lunch.

Whoever it was filled in a paying input
with my name on it, and hey presto, I

was 200 quid better off.

The amount you took back to Sutton the
same day.

I was making sure I kept it.

Doesn't the cashier remember who paid it
in?

No.

Can you prove you took the money back to
Sutton?

Well, don't you believe me?

Well, of course I do.

Why should anybody else?

I don't know.

What are you going to do, Mike?

Well, it can't go on any longer.

I'm just going to have to call his
bluff.

Offering a police officer a bribe is a
very serious offence, Mr Sutton.

Accepting a bribe is also a serious
offence, I imagine.

If I was taking bribes, do you think I'd
be stupid enough to pay them into my

own bank account?

So the picture of you giving me the
envelope, or of you receiving it, it's

to say, isn't it?

You feel better now, do you?

It's not going to work, Mr. Sutton. You
try me.

I don't start things I can't finish.

I'll say how you threatened to spread
false rumors about my auctions, how you

demanded cash, keep your mouth shut, and
how I gave in to save the business and

the jobs of my staff.

There's another one.

Go on, tear it up.

But it won't go away.

Thanks for coming over, Oscar.

No trouble.

I only wish I could come up with a pain
-free solution.

The moment you let Sutton pay for that
meal, you were compromised.

I didn't want to spoil it for Jackie. It
would have been a feather in a cab to

get his business.

And one way or another, I feel like I've
been holding her back.

You and Jackie have chosen a tough road.

Conflicts have interested every turn.

True. Still.

As long as you haven't spent any of the
money.

Well, I thought I'd been paid a week
early, so I put a deposit on holiday.

Oh, dear.

I know, I know, but I wanted it to be a
surprise.

What do you think I should do?

What you've already decided to do.

No real choice, is there? Some coppers
I've known, yes, but not for you.

You'll be suspended, of course, pending
an investigation.

What do you think my chances will be?

Hard to tell.

You're banged to rights for accepting a
free meal, and it might be difficult to

substantiate your story about the bank
deposit.

But whatever happens to Sutton, you
could end up the real victim in all

Come on, Lord, come in.

Bye, excellent. Smells good.

Channel number five.

Oh, yeah.

What's the other smell?

Lamb hot pot. One of my favourites. And
just right with a bottle of stout.

Here, you're pushing the boat out.

I said it were a celebration.

Well, steady on, Dennis.

Lord Ashfordly's investment isn't in the
bag yet.

Just I've got this far is called for
celebration.

Well, I must say, it does look
promising. Oh, you don't know what it

have a man in charge again.

It won't go very well for outside work.

But a woman needs things done indoors
which only a fitter man can do.

Ooh, that blazes.

I'll put your milk bottles in the barn,
Mrs Powell.

Is he staying?

Aye.

But don't worry.

He's brought his own beer.

I'll come with you tomorrow.

What for?

To corroborate your story.

Well, you'll have to cancel
appointments.

Yep.

Thanks.

Couldn't have come at a worse time,
could it?

No.

Thanks, Alf.

It's a bad do.

blame yourself.

Why not?

We're flattered by Sutton's approach.

Yes.

Well, he's a clever operator, I hear.

You can blame us for the holiday idea.

You, you mean?

Yeah. Sorry. Me.

We seemed a bit down. It's just
something you say, isn't it? Not if he's

sense.

He's come in, Mr Bradley.

You took all the money?

Yes. What did you say?

I thought someone must have put it in
the coat pocket by mistake.

But you knew different.

Yes. So you rushed off to take it back
to Sutton?

Yes. And why didn't you rush here
instead?

Well, I don't know.

He didn't want to make things difficult
for me, Sergeant.

Really?

Well, I thought I could stop Sutton
there and then.

Can you prove that you took it back to
him and not to the bank and ask for it?

No. You're a fool, Bradley.

Yes, Sergeant.

The regulations concerning favours are
crystal clear.

Now, I'm well aware that an officer
sometimes accepts a drink or a sausage

without it being a hanging offence, but
to fit having a slap -up meal in the

best restaurant in Ashfordly is
altogether a different matter.

Yes, Arch. You should never have been
investigating this man at all without my

say -so.

And as for you, Mrs Bradley, I will
leave your involvement in this up to

own conscience.

It was my decision.

My mistake.

Whatever. You have given this man
everything she needs in order to

further.

What do you mean, what are my
intentions?

It's plain enough.

I've been toying with delicious
affections.

To what end, mister?

I'm in partnership.

Oh, aye?

To sell water.

Water?

In bottles.

Bottles of water?

Yeah, I thought it was a daft idea as
well. Sure did, you.

You know, I must think I've come down it
last shower.

But hers not like me.

Nor Dilly's puts her trust in jack
rabbits that come along looking for a

settle. Now, just a minute. It's a
business partnership I'm on about.

And something else I fancy.

What else?

Cow's eyes.

Canoodling. Who, me?

Look, I made a pledge to her, Jack, and
her father for him, to see no advantage

were ever taken of her.

And that's why we are here.

Naturally, this whole sorry business
will have to be referred to Division.

Yes, Sergeant.

Well, if you have nothing further to
add, I suggest you go back to

and await their decision.

I have something to add, Sergeant.

Oh, yes?

Both of us have taken our share of the
blame, and... You've made your feelings

more than plain, that's fair enough.

But you haven't indicated a shred of
support for Mike.

Jackie... No, let me finish. Mike is a
good copper.

He's honest and hard -working and he
puts duty before anything.

The very least he could expect is a word
of sympathy from you.

I'm not a nanny, Mrs Bradley.

My officers must be held accountable.

Sergeant, you have put your faith in
Mike on many occasions and he's never

you down.

Please show faith in him now when you
talk to Division.

You owe him that at least.

I'm afraid there's nothing I can say in
this matter that will make much

difference.

It is almost inevitable that you'll be
returning here this afternoon to

surrender your warrant card.

Oh, but you've had that for a while.

Happened.

Look, why don't you let David put it in
the corner?

Leave it be!

Wilf, is there anything we can do to
make you rest easy?

How can I rest easy?

My nose has been blotted into bolster
all night.

Crying? Why?

How should I know?

Too much stout, perhaps?

Too little appreciation, more like.

Now, hang on a minute.

We both cleaned our plates, didn't we,
David?

But that didn't last for seconds.

No, well, I was supposed to burst him.

Now shut up for a second!

Thanks for coming with me and saying
what you did.

Pull over, Mike.

What?

Where? It doesn't matter. Just pull
over.

What's the matter?

I've got something to tell you.

What?

Is it so bad, Jackie?

Are you ill?

Well, if it's about us.

It is.

Do you really think this is the right
place?

No.

But I have to tell you before somebody
else does.

Tell me what? What is it?

I've met someone.

What do you mean?

I met someone through work a few weeks
ago, and at first it was just business,

and then it became personal.

Personal?

No, Jackie, look, you're scaring me
here.

What are you saying?

You want to be with this someone? You
want to leave? You want to walk out?

are you saying?

I've fallen in love with him.

What? I'm sorry.

No.

Jackie, no.

You can't mean it.

I'm so sorry.

Look, it happened. It happened, but it
happened.

You're going to give up on us just like
that?

You can't. I won't let you. You're my
wife, Jackie. Well, I've tried. I've

tried, but I feel suffocated here.

How can you feel suffocated?

It's not what I want, Mike.

Then what?

What do you want?

I want to be with him.

Who is he?

Jackie, who is he?

It's Adrian.

Adrian. Adrian, you hardly know him.

I'm in love with him.

Please, Jackie.

Don't do this.

Please.

Think again.

Look, I'm sick of thinking, Mike.

Are you late?

And remember, I've got me eye on thee.

David, make sure he's gone.

David! David!

Get down, he's got another round.

He's gone. Eh?

Well, who was he firing at?

Nobody.

Oh, the gun went off accidentally while
he was getting in the truck. Well, he's

lucky he didn't shoot himself.

Lucky for us and unlucky for someone.

What's that?

Oh, it's a letter. It's got a Leeds
postmark.

Probably from the popping in Leeds.

I asked for extra information so I could
start my sales pitch.

Sales pitch?

About how Dillis's water is full of this
and that and for a long life.

So you want it then?

Not exactly, no.

Eggensfield Police.

Right.

Yes, Sergeant.

I'm on my way.

What do you want? I'm here to suggest
that you try and talk some sense into

husband of yours. I did warn him not to
dabble in things he doesn't understand.

He understood only too well.

You're bringing a good man down, Mr.
Sutton.

You just tell him to keep his mouth
shut.

Then we can all rub along very nicely
together.

I'm still thinking of placing my
business with you.

You can talk to someone else, Mr.
Sutton. I'm no longer interested.

Splitting up?

Are you certain?

Yeah, yeah.

I think so.

I'm sorry, mate.

I always thought you two were as good as
it gets.

Yeah, well, I suppose I've known for a
bit, you know.

Just didn't want to face up to it.

This job, her job, that house.

Things weren't working out, you know.

Is that why she keeps disappearing
south?

It never rains when it pours.

Sergeant Craddock in his office?

Yes, yes, sir.

Why have they sent Shiner?

Well, at least it's someone who knows
you.

Go on, David, out you get.

We might need to make a quick getaway.

I'm surprised we did.

Oh, hello, Dennis.

Yes, I thought I'd pop over.

Oh? I've been taking stock of our little
venture.

Taking stock?

Well, I've had another letter from a
boffin in Leeds.

You're not getting cold feet, are you?

Well... A boffin, are you?

Aye, he did pop in for a chat.

Strangle him. No, no.

A tower of strength, Wilfred,
overprotective of my well -being.

Fear not.

I don't let him indoors.

You can take that smile off your face,
Scripps.

Why, what's up, Your Honourable?

I've had my staff check on the spring
water of Mrs Powell's. Why?

Well, they found the source up on the
moors on my land.

Years back, probably during a drought,
it looks like someone diverted some of

to this farm.

So, in effect, Scripps, you were asking
me to invest in my own stolen water.

Stolen? Hey, steady up. For the time
being, Mrs Powell can have use of the

water, but not for commercial
exploitation.

I shall be doing that myself.

You're going to nick my idea.

Oh, ideas are cheap, Scripps.

Aye, and so is water.

Not this water.

I shall be extolling its excellent
qualities, as you suggested.

Aye, well, there's been a bit of
confusion there.

Confusion? It seems me and the boffin
had our wires crossed.

What do you mean? In the report, he said
the water was excellent.

Aye, but not for drinking.

Excellent for softening wool.

Oh, well, your Lordship, there's always
a bright side.

You'll have nice soft woolly socks.

Whenever I've come into contact with
you, Bradley, you seem to found copper.

Yes, sir.

However, the regulations give me little
leeway in such matters.

Experience should have taught you that
going off on a lone man without your

superior's approval was a risk not worth
taking.

Yes, sir.

So, you're in dead lumber, Constable.

Not only because you left yourself open
to a charge of corruption, but because

you blundered in on a CID operation
already targeted on Sutton and his

CID?

Yes, Bradley.

We've had this man under surveillance
for six months.

And luckily for you, we're about to pull
the plug on him.

Something of a relief, I imagine.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir. All that remains is to
bring Sutton in.

Perhaps you'd like to join us?

Right, have I got time to call my wife?

No, Bradley.

First things first.

Thank you.

That's wonderful, Nick.

Yes, very relieved.

Thank you, Sergeant.

So don't try to make me change my mind.

Don't try to make me change my mind.

I'm leaving it all behind. I'm leaving
it all behind.

I'm leaving it all behind. I'm leaving
it all behind.

I'm leaving it all behind.

What the hell's going on?

Just to come quietly, sir.

Charles Sutton, I'm arresting you on
suspicion of conspiracy to defraud and

attempted to bribe a police officer. You
don't have to say anything, but

anything you do say will be taken down
and used in evidence.

Take him away.

Jackie? Jackie?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

do you