All language subtitles for heartbeat_s13e05_family_affair

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

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

but you won't forget her.

Mrs. February?

I'm from the Waterbury.

Oh, come in. Thank you.

It's hard to move till I do now to see
her face in the air.

It's a pressure, see?

I need to get it flowing at a fair old
rate to simulate the circumstances when

it drops.

Um, have you not got any other taps? An
upstairs bathroom, perhaps? Oh, no.

It's the outside privily.

Oh, good idea. I'm... Oh, no.

I can't let go of the stopcock and I've
got to monitor the water pressure.

Oh, I can help you, can't I?

I mean, I can flush it.

I don't want to cause you any trouble.
Oh, that's all right.

Though it would be a real help.

Thank you, Mrs Fairbride.

Just keep on flushing it until I shout
for you to stop, OK?

It's all right, then.

When will they learn?

I must go. I'll be late.

Oh, you won't forget to take Mother
Harris, will you?

No, of course you wouldn't.

Sorry.

Just like the others. Only this time he
left a plug in and a tap running.

Flooded the place.

What about the blue van? Was it parked
nearby?

She didn't look.

And there's no neighbours round there.

All Mrs Fairbride could remember was his
nice smile and the waterboard uniform.

Did she lose much?

Near on £20.

And it's the money she put away for Bill
and... Her funeral?

Well, that makes four he's conned.

Well, er...

We'd better find him before anyone else
gets robbed.

I'll telephone the other stations and
see if they've had anything similar.

Well, you're not going to find him or
his blue van stood round here.

According to the records, this cup here
was won by the Aidensfield Arms.

So you see, while they won it, fair and
square the results in the paper.

And it was March the 9th, 1939.

I've just been reading the back issues
in the library.

1939?

It's a wee bit late in the day for sour
grapes, isn't it?

I don't suppose this has anything to do
with us recently winning the best pub

award, does it? It's got nothing to do
with that. I'm telling you, that trophy

belongs in Aidensfield. And if you'd
like to give it back, I'll make sure

returned to its rightful place.

You haven't forgotten it's pension day,
have you?

Are you going to be fit to drive me to
the post office?

Probably not.

Oh.

St. Mary's nursing home. Yeah, OK.

Yeah, bye.

What was that?

Oh, I've got a pick -up at St. Mary's
nursing home. It's all right, I'll do

What will you do it with?

What do you mean?

Hearse, truck or taxi? Are you picking
up a body, towing a car, or is it

wanting the taxi?

Um... I'd best call them back.

Yes, a taxi, right.

Straight away?

Of course.

Oh, Mrs Carswell wants a taxi to the
post office. Off you go and do that.

I'll sort out what the nursing home
wants.

I'm, uh... I'm really sorry about it.
Well, just let me answer the phone in

future, all right? I don't want you
messing it up again.

I know you must be short -staffed with
Sergeant Merton being on his honeymoon.

It's just that, well, Mrs.

Fairbride's badly shaken.

She's talking about moving into an old
people's home.

I don't know if you realise just how
devastating it can be to an elderly

person's confidence being taken in like
this.

How can we warn them?

Well, I could put up posters and, um...
Oh, you could speak to them when you

visit. I think it would be better if we
sent a policeman.

And surely you can spare someone.

I'll do you a list from my records.

All right. I'll send Bellamy. Great.

Thank you.

How'd you get on?

Well, I found the official record, which
proves the cup was won by the

Aidensfield Arms.

But Angus doesn't want to give up what
he calls his cup.

So Alf Ventress was right.

It certainly was. There's one trophy
behind that bar, Gina. It shouldn't be

there. And it's about time it was back
here, where it belongs.

So what now, then?

Well, in the end, I managed to persuade
him to agree to a rematch at his cider,

30 years after the event.

Oh, sounds great, Oscar.

Only thing is, we haven't got a team.

Oh, that's the point.

Oh, no, no, no. No, I've got a taxi.

My son's out at work all day, you see,
and the bus doesn't come out as far as

the Amwell Road.

I'll see you next week, I expect.

David!

Hold on.

Hold on, Mrs Castle.

Oh, yes, please, dear.

people do you need in a team?

Five.

And a reserve in case of a mishap.

It's a shame Jenny and Dennis are on a
running moon. Could have done with them.

Have you set a date for your big day
yet?

Not yet, no.

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me you're having second
thoughts again.

No, it's not that.

It's just this place.

I'm really going to miss it.

You know, I've worked hard since I took
over the licence here.

I don't see why marrying a policeman
means I've got to give it all up.

What do you want for lunch?

Oh, does one have a choice?

How about soup?

Homemade soup, is it?

Or out of the can?

As if I didn't know.

Minnie, please don't. You just never
stop with your little digs at me, do

One has so few pleasures at my age.

You never thought I was good enough for
your son, have you?

Probably because you aren't.

Well, I'm sorry, Minnie, but he loves
me.

You just can't get over that fact, can
you?

Loves you?

You might have thought he loved you
once, but now he despises you.

Why, you're nothing but a drunk and a
slut.

This is great, powerful!

Oh.

It's only me.

I managed to escape for a spot of lunch.

Mother? Do you have any lunch yet?

Mother?

Mother!

What happened?

What have you done?

Joyce, please, try to think.

Are you sure you can't remember
anything?

I slapped her.

She was bleeding.

I killed her tonight.

I might have done it. Joyce, how could
you?

It's not possible.

You have to believe me.

I didn't mean to hurt her. I'm so sorry.

What's going to happen now?

We have to tell the police.

No, no, please.

It was an accident.

Joyce, we must tell them. We must see
that. Don't let them send me to prison,

please, Peter. I swear I'll never drink
again. Just please don't let them send

me to prison. I couldn't stand it.

It's all right.

I'll figure something.

Would you take a seat for a second? I'll
be back.

Here you are.

That's all of them that I know of. I've
crossed the names off the list that I'm

visiting today.

There are only a couple, but I can do
those for you.

Well, every little helps.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Yes.

Thanks. You don't sound too sure.

It's Gina.

Well, I just want her to be happy.

She loves working in that pub.

I just wish there was a way she could
stay on after we were married.

Excuse me, Phil.

Oh, thanks for this.

Hello, Dr Merrick, please.

Peter Carson.

Dr Merrick, I'm so sorry for troubling
you. It's Joyce again, I'm afraid.

Yes, she's unconscious this time.

I tried to rouse her, but she doesn't
seem to be responding at all. Do you

she needs to go to hospital?

Just that she's never been this bad
before.

Can you lie her on her side, Mr
Carswell?

Just in case she's sick.

I'll call an ambulance now to take her
in.

Thank you. I'll go with her, if that's
all right.

You'll be all right, won't you, Mother?

It's just that I don't normally leave
her under the present circumstances.

Yes, I'll be ready when they come.

I'll put Joyce on the other side now.

Thank you, Doctor.

Bye -bye.

It's alright.

Lie down.

Go to sleep.

I'll take care of everything.

I'll tidy up. No.

Give it to me. I was trying to sort them
out.

Move your foot. You're making things
worse.

I'm sorry. I was just trying to help.

Well, I couldn't do very well without
your sort of help. I'm going to go away.

Let me get on.

It's my mother.

I've just left my wife at the hospital.
The house has been burgled.

I think my mother's dead.

She's upstairs in the bedroom.

She's old and frail.

The house has been ransacked.

Oh, sorry, my name, yes.

Carswell.

Peter Carswell.

You're a waste of time. Yes, Alf.

How much danger of him being conned.

You wouldn't even open the door to me.

We'll be there in five minutes, Alf.

Over and out.

Saved by the bell.

We've got to go to Holyhouse.

There's been a sudden death.

Yeah, well, thank you, Ken.

I'll let you know.

In case they don't call us, we'll call
you, eh?

Unless you're desperate.

It's early days, Gina.

It was awful. I came back from the
hospital and found a house like this.

Of course, my first thoughts were my
mother, so I went straight upstairs.

I found her.

They must have broken through the back
door.

I should never have left her.

She should never have been on her own.

Upstairs, Dr Merrick.

Back bedroom.

Let me have a look.

I'm confirming death at 6 .30 p .m.

Though she's been dead quite a while,
I'd say.

Ta.

Hey, David.

Usual, is it?

Do you play darts?

No.

Well, at least stay at the board, which
is more than I can say for some.

What's this, then? Oh, it's the
Challenge Cup, David. What they used to

before the war.

Who? The Aidensfield Arms, their darts
team, against the White Lion.

Oh. Well, what, are you thinking of
starting it up again, then, are you? I

want to get the cup back here, where it
belongs.

Well, they won it last, then, did they?

Well, that's the point. We won it, but
they wouldn't accept it.

Oh, there was a big fuss about it,
David. And after the war, they never

up the tournament again. So the cup got
left there.

Well, why don't they just give it back?

Because it's been behind their bar for
30 years. They think they own it.

But now it's become a matter of honour.

So we're playing them again to get it
back.

But we haven't got a team, Oscar.

Well, that's why we're having trials,
Gina.

Well, off we go, Mr. Blaketon.

Uh, yeah, well, all in good time, David.
All in good...

Ah, George.

Have you come to try half of the dark
theme, eh?

And what about your mate?

Doctor's finished.

She's just putting her things away.

Is there any chance Steve and I could
get down to the Aidensfield Arms? Not

until CID have done and the body's been
moved.

Yeah, but it's the dark theme trial.

I think a death is more important, don't
you?

Statements that we have to take them
first thing in the morning. I've been on

HQ and I dare say that D .I. Shiner will
be taking over.

Mr. Carswell says nothing's written.

Well, he probably ran off as soon as he
hit the old lady.

She must have frightened the life out of
him. Whoever he is.

It's not the M .O. for the waterboat
block, though, is it? With the back door

broken and that.

Yeah, normally just knocks.

No need to break in.

It's hard to believe that we've got two
burglars working the same patch.

Tea.

That's very kind of you. Thank you, Mr
Carswell.

Yes, well, thank you, George.

Shall I try now, Mr Blaketon?

Well,

you've come in a bit fine, but it just
so happens I've got two places left on

the team. Gina, give them a pike.

So, which one's going first?

Right, well, I will, I'll see.

Good morning, Ethel.

What? Speak up, lad.

I'm here to warn you that there's a man
going round pretending to be from the

waterboard. He'd be driving a blue van.

Waterboard?

Yes, that's right.

Only he's not really from the
waterboard, Ethel. So don't you let him

Yes, the man from the waterboard.

Has somebody warned you about him
already?

No.

So you haven't seen him then?

I may be deaf, but I'm not blind or
senile, young man.

He drives past here every morning, he
does, on his way to work and back again

each night. Up there to Kettlewell
Bridge End.

The man from the waterboard in a blue
van.

Thanks, Ethel. Thank you, love.

If you'd like to come this way, sir.

Oh!

Get out of the way, Constable.

I'm just reporting back.

Old Mrs Cardwell had control of all the
family money.

On the house and everything.

I thought this was a burglary gone
wrong.

There's just one or two aspects that
don't quite fit, sir.

We thought it best to keep an open mind
and follow all the leads.

Oh, good.

In the meantime, you try and pick up
that fake official.

Acting Sergeant Ventress and I will deal
with Mr and Mrs Carswell.

Sir.

Can I help?

Oh, well... I saw your poster.

About the dance.

Oh, you've come to try out.

You're the first, but you're very
welcome.

Over here.

You've been here before.

Come on, there you go.

Hiya, Angus.

Is Doris about?

She said she'd lend me a warm -up plate.

Thought I'd put on a bit of a dress, you
know, make a night of it. She's in the

kitchen. Go on through.

All right, thanks.

David?

What are you doing here?

Oh, hello.

I, uh, he's joining our team.

David? You're from Aidensfield?

You can't play for the White Lion?

Mr. Blaketon wouldn't even let me try,
Thorpe.

I thought I'd come here instead.

I'm very welcome you are too, young man.

Our first effector.

He's just not good enough for the team,
Gina.

Now do you know?

You'd have me to give him a chance.

Oh, come on, it's David we're talking
about.

You can't let him play for the White
Lion.

I mean, what if they win? You'll never
forgive them, will you?

Well, that's why we can't let him play.

And if the white line win this, they'll
keep it for another 30 years.

Let me remind you, that belongs in here.

Can't you make him first reserve or
something?

Bernie's first reserve.

And we've got to have somebody who can
play in case Bellamy or Steve get called

out.

Oh, look.

Don't worry.

I'll have a word with him.

Talk him around.

Just trying to get the facts straight,
Mr. Cosmo.

About the door. I told you, I thought
we'd have a break -in, but I've just

discovered my wife broke it in order to
get herself back in when she locked

herself out.

Your mother couldn't have let her in?

Well, she slept a lot.

Old people do.

Why'd you go out there trying to find a
merger instead of harassing myself and

my wife?

She's simply just out of hospital, you
know. Why exactly was she in hospital,

Carter? That has absolutely nothing
whatsoever to do with this.

Well, perhaps you'd let me be the judge
of that. No, I'm sorry. I've been as

cooperative as I possibly can be. All I
get from you is suspicion and intrusive

questions. My mother has died, Detective
Inspector.

I'm quite well aware. My house was
burgled by this bogus waterboard

killed my mother.

It's as plain as day, and I don't
understand why you're out there trying

this animal.

I can assure you that we are.

Good. Then let me and my wife go home
and grieve. Just as soon as we've

interviewing you both.

We're looking for a man who may have
rented a property round here.

Driving a blue van.

Oh, you and me, Bull.

Why are you looking for him? I rented
the pig boy's cottage to him and he's

disappeared off putting me money.

Are you sure he was driving a blue van?

Yeah, from the waterboard judging by his
uniform.

Can we have a look at the cottage?

Yeah, but like I say, it's gone.

I've got an address of mine, but I don't
think it's right.

Never heard of a Beaudley Street in
Whitby myself.

Oh. I've got his number, though.

Call number?

No, of the van.

Always like to have plenty of ways of
finding folk, just in case.

Alfred, where is he?

David!

What are we doing?

Ah, David.

Our things.

All right.

I've got some good news for you.

What?

You're on the team.

What team's that, then, Mr Blayton?

The darts team.

Well, you don't even know if I can throw
a dart. You wouldn't let me try.

David, this is about community. It's
about them and us.

It's about putting the record straight.

I thought it was a darts match.

It's not just a darts match, David. It's
more serious than that.

That's why I want you to accept the
position of second reserve for us.

I'm first reserve for the White Lion.

Yes, well, uh, Byrne is our first
reserve.

Oh.

You don't need me, then?

Of course we need you.

No, you're just saying that.

I do know what I'm not wanting, Mr.
Bacon.

Well, that's very helpful.

I'll let you know.

I've got Mrs. Castle into the interview
room. That kept her away from her

husband. Good.

We don't want him changing the story for
her again.

She was admitted with acute alcohol
poisoning.

She'll be a bit fragile today, then.

Do you think the two had anything to do
with the old lady's death?

There's no doubt they're hiding
something.

Well, perhaps it's just that she's an
alcoholic.

Maybe.

Something else Dr. Merrick said.
Something's been puzzling her.

She thought the body was very cold,
given the old lady died after 2 .30 when

Carswells left the hospital.

I think I'll put in a call to the
pathologist.

See if there's any better idea yet. The
time of death.

Well? We've got a lead on the waterboard
burglar, sir.

Steve, PC Crane's just checking the
registration there.

Oh, good work.

19 Halesham Road, Whitby, sir.

Off you go, then.

With a bit of luck, we'll have this all
wrapped up by tea time.

Hello, Oscar.

Come in.

Just trying to sort out what's gone
wrong here.

I think to have mislaid an invoice.

I think there's that or my arithmetic's
letting me down.

I've just been having a word with David.

I'm surprised he's talking to you.

I got the feeling there was something
up. I mean, I know he's disappointed

not being in the darts team, but there
seems to be a bit more to it than that.

I was wondering if you could shed some
light.

I don't know what his problem is at the
moment. He seems to be constantly under

my feet, getting in the way.

He'll get over it.

Well, you know his sign for the White
Lion.

Eh? Yeah, the opposition.

He said, at least they want me.

I got the feeling he was talking about
something other than just darts.

Oh.

Well, I have been a bit hard on him
lately.

Leave it with me, Oscar. I'll talk to
him.

the next alley.

Anyone would think he wasn't happy to
see us, Phil.

How are you feeling, Mrs. Castle?

Bitter, I hope.

Much, thank you.

Can I ask what the problem was?

Why you were admitted to hospital?

Nerves.

My nerves aren't very good.

Oh, I can understand looking after an
old lady.

They can be very trying, don't you
think?

Perhaps. Particularly if the old lady's
demanding.

Was your mother -in -law demanding, Mrs.
Castle?

She could be.

All old people can be, can't they?

But you wouldn't say she was
particularly demanding?

Look, I admit we didn't get on.

I was never good enough for her, for her
son. She blamed me for anything and

everything but, you know, old people.

Mothers.

They do that, don't they?

Do you drink at all, Mrs Carswell?

Sometimes.

You wouldn't say you had a problem with
it, though?

Can I ask you again why you were
admitted to hospital?

Could it be that you were drunk?

I may have had a bit too much.

I suspect you had more than a bit.

But why shouldn't you?

Sounds to me like your mother -in -law
was horrid to you.

She having digs at you again, malicious
comments.

You were drinking what, gin and tonic?

That's what we found in the glass in her
bedroom.

Why was the glass broken, Mrs Carswell?
I dropped it. Why?

I was angry.

So angry with her.

So angry you lashed out and forgot you
had a glass in your hand? No, I just

slapped her and... The trouble is, when
you've had that much to drink, it's hard

to know when to stop, isn't it?

I've spoken to the pathologist.

Your mother -in -law died.

before you went to hospital.

You were drunk and you killed her,
didn't you?

You must understand, Joyce has a nerve
problem. She's not responsible for her

actions. I'm sure your solicitor will be
too pleased to hear the relevant

offence, Mr Carswell. You can't lock her
up.

She'll get a piece of it.

It's not right.

She's thick.

The police doctor will be coming along
to examine your wife to make sure she's

fit to be detained.

That's not good enough. I'm taking this
further.

Mark my words. You'll regret this.

Has he gone?

I think so, sir.

With Mrs Carswell charged and Crane and
Bellamy bringing in the burglary

suspect, everything seems to be under
control.

Are you off now, sir?

I'm needed back at HQ.

Burglary at the home of a friend of the
chief constable.

Right, sir.

David!

Better come in.

Oscar tells me you're playing for the
White Lion.

I was worried that I might have done
something to upset you.

I've been a bit sharp with you in the
garage yesterday.

How are you?

You said you'd be better off without me.

I never did.

Well, it certainly wasn't what I meant.

Oh, but it's what you said.

It's not just you. It's Mr Blaketon. He
won't let me in the darts team.

He won't even let me try out.

You all just think I'm stupid, and I'm
not.

I know that.

And I shouldn't have been so ungrateful.

Because you are a help.

I couldn't possibly manage without you.

How

about

this darts match?

Here we go, Alf.

I think we've got enough here to put our
man away.

We've been looking for you, Mr Bamforth.

Oh.

Here's another to add to your
collection.

Won't you put Mr. Bamforth in the cells?

Mr. Bamforth.

If we do a quick interview, I could
still have enough time to get to that

mat. All this has got to be labelled and
checked first.

Yeah, I'll put it. So just get on with
it.

I was going down to see your wife
anyway, Mr. Carswell, and I will bear in

your concerns.

But she has confessed.

She never went to hurt my mother.

I mean, you of all people knew how
irritating she could be.

But Joyce is... Drinking problem.

I'll do what I can. I promise you that.

Can we get a bell tonight?

I doubt it.

Look, why don't you let me finish up
here and we'll meet down at the police

station in about an hour. Thank you, Dr.
Murray. We'll see what we can do. Thank

you.

Mrs. Wilde?

Jack?

I have a list here of all the houses
that have been entered.

Do you admit to all four?

Yeah, four.

That's right.

There's no others that we don't know
about that you want us to take into

consideration?

No.

Just those.

I just think he was a bit too eager to
cough to all the burglaries.

And I think we shouldn't look a gift
horse in the mouth.

Yeah.

Dolls stolen property there?

We must have got rid of most of it, but
there's enough.

Oh, and one item that isn't on the list.

Someone will have forgotten they ever
had it.

I expect they were old.

Old, yes.

But we still have to find out who they
belong to.

Yeah, we can do it tomorrow, though,
can't we, Alf? We're going to be late.

Yes, it can wait.

Steve, you can go.

And Phil can stay until we get the
paperwork sorted.

Alf, I need to go with you, mate. Well,
the quicker you get started, the quicker

you can go.

I want you to play anchor, Jim.

All right?

Right.

Ready, Oscar?

Yeah, we're just waiting for the last
few members of our team to arrive.

Maybe they've changed their minds.

Oh, they'll be here. Don't you worry.

Tell you what.

I'll play first.

You against me. The two landlords.

Right, then. Let battle commence.

Nearest to both are off.

She was blind drunk and had no memory of
killing the old lady. She confessed.

But any defence counsel worth its salt
is going to play up her confusion and

state of mind.

I mean, it's going to be easy to cast
doubt on her confession unless you get

something to support it. It's not my
problem.

D .I. Shine is happy, and he's the man
in charge.

Fair enough.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Good job, Oscar.

Well played. Oh, thanks, Angus.

Right, who's next?

Oh, better late than never.

Where's Bellamy?

He's unavoidably detained.

You're on next. Get ready.

Ernie, prepare yourself, just in case.

Actually, Oscar, I've got an ingrowing
tone here. It's giving me jib.

David's reserve instead of me.

Can he be a reserve for both teams?

Ah, yeah. Sorry, but... Well, the thing
is, I'm from round there.

I have to play for the Aitonsfield Arms.

Sorry. Oh, well, I suppose that's all
right.

Particularly since we managed to raise a
full team, unlike some.

Come on, Steve, you're on.

Right, then. Second round.

Nearest the bull.

By the way, the pathologist rang.

He's posted his report, but I'm going to
collect a copy tonight if you're

interested.

Oh, it's a bit late.

He says it makes for an interesting
read.

Do you think he went by that?

I'm not sure, but I want to satisfy my
curiosity.

I thought you were playing darts
tonight.

I'm supposed to be, yes.

I was hoping to be there too.

Still, I might just catch the end.

I'll see you later.

Oh, Doctor.

Mr. Croswell.

I've done my best, but I'm afraid your
wife will have to stay in custody

at least.

Poor Joyce.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I haven't been of
more help.

Well, thanks for trying, Doctor. Good
night.

Good night.

Now then, Mr Carswell. Just a minute.

That stuff box.

Why is it here?

Well,

it's stolen property that we recovered
earlier from a real burglary.

It was my father's. It was on the
sideboard in the hallway.

He was there, in my house.

The waterboard burglar.

Just like I said all along.

We know you were in the house where the
old lady lived. I never was.

Well, how do you explain this, then?

It was on the sideboard in the hall.

I never touched her.

Who?

The old lady.

She's already dead, I swear it. I never
laid a finger on her. You expect us to

believe that?

If we lose this one, which looks more
than likely, it'll all be on the last

match.

Now, where is Bellamy?

Something must have come up.

He'll be here if he can.

Now, relax.

It's only a game.

Only a game?

Come on, Will.

Yeah. Ernie?

Yeah?

Miss Toward knows.

Are you sure you can't play? What's
wrong, Oscar? Are you worried about

There's a lot riding on this, you know.

Yeah, you're right, there is.

So I won't be playing.

The D .I. is not going to be happy.

Why not?

Lucky with one murderer, and you may
well have found him another.

Exactly. I've already charged Mrs. Cass.
Well, I can't charge somebody else as

well. Actually, you can't charge anyone,
at least not with murder.

You are.

It turns out old Mrs. Corriswell died of
natural causes.

She suffered a stroke, fell and banged
her head on the hearth. Well, couldn't

the shock of being slapped or finding a
burglar in a bedroom have caused it,

though? Oh, she had an aneurysm. It
could have gone at any time.

It's all there in the report.

Oh, dear, Shiner, isn't she going to
like this?

She's not going to like it at all.

Oh, it's so nice to see you like this.

Right then, Oscar.

And a cider.

All right, Angus.

I know.

Ah, here he is at last.

Where have you been?

Phil, I need to end with some food in
the kitchen.

Hey, not now, Gina.

Bellamy, you're up on the ockie now.

Phil, I need you now.

OK.

I thought this was supposed to be a
dance match.

What's going on? It'll be all right,
Angus.

I'll be back in a minute.

Unfortunately, everyone, Phil's scalded
his hand.

So, David, you're going to have to play
instead.

All right, David.

It's down to you.

Do you want me to take a look?

No, no, no, it's fine.

Put the mic on it.

I suppose Joyce was relieved when you
said she could go home.

Oh, and even more relieved to find out
that she hadn't killed her mother -in

-law after all.

Why, do I need double 16?

Aidensfield Arms, you need 76.

Stop at the board, mate.

Just double tops required.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight, honour has been restored.

And this trophy, after 30 years...

Hayden's Field Arms.

I'm David.

It gives me great pleasure to name you
the man of the match.

Strips, congratulations.

Looks like you have a major success on
your hands. Thank you, Charles.

I'm Sergeant Merton. I'm in charge here.

Oh, really?

Well, that may not be the case for very
much longer.

So, you're interested in becoming a
name?

Indeed I am.

Here's to the... Torrey Canyon.