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

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

Is anybody there?

I'm sorry, sir. We don't allow the
public past the front desk.

Oh, really?

We're pretty strict about it, as a
matter of fact.

Otherwise, um... Well, what? Well,
anyone can walk through.

Exactly.

Even Her Majesty's Inspector of
Constabulary, for example.

Very funny, sir.

Hey, what are you doing out of bed?

I'm just bringing you this.

I'm fine, Dennis, honestly.

If you were fine, you'd still be in
Spain.

Oh, I'm really sorry.

Don't be silly.

I still feel awful about us cutting the
honeymoon short.

Well, better safe than sorry.

Maybe.

Listen, I'm only going in for a couple
of hours to catch up with a few things.

You take it easy, yeah?

I promise.

I did think you were back from Spain for
the weekend.

Aye, nor did I, Bellamy.

So what happened?

Well, Jenny hasn't been feeling too good
this last couple of days.

Sorry to hear that, Sarge.

It's just a bug.

But we decided it made sense to come
back early, give her a chance to

at home.

So I thought I'd put my head round the
door here, make sure everything's

-boo, bearing in mind that we have an
inspection due in a couple of weeks'

Oh, yeah, everything's tickety -boo,
Sarge.

But look at it.

What's been going on?

Very good question.

And who might you be?

The name is Craig.

And you would be?

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

Oh, really?

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

Will someone tell me what's been going
on?

Clive, look at that.

What is it, another bell?

No, a bank statement.

Do you know, I can't believe how much
money I've got.

Well, they made a mistake with the
number of noughts.

No, they haven't, David.

Do you know, it's true what they say.

Money makes money.

Aye? What with the posh house sold at a
tidy profit, you proceed bank.

If I lived to be 100, I couldn't spend
all the money I've got.

Hello, how can money make money? Still,
I'm not complaining.

Let's get to the garage, David.

Burleigh should have finished servicing
the Bentley by now.

You're telling me he actually is an
inspector of constabulary? Yes, Sarge.

staying at the Aidensfield Arms.

Apparently he's in the area on holiday
and last night his car was sold from the

car park.

He's not best pleased about it. Well, he
clearly wasn't best pleased to call a

local police station and find a place in
complete chaos either.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Complete chaos.

That's a bit strong, Sarge. We've been
pretty busy, Sarge.

Yes, I see. Can I have your name and
address, please, sir?

Ta. We'll send someone round straight
away.

Busy sitting on your back sides with the
looks of things.

You know we're due for an inspection in
a couple of weeks' time.

If Craig makes known officially what
he's seen here today, then heaven help

That was a gentleman called Brooks. He's
been away on holiday and his house has

been burgled. As if we didn't have
enough problems.

Right, Crane, you look into that.

Bellamy, have a word with Craig about
his car.

And Ventress, this office isn't ship
-shaped pronto.

You'll be on nights for a month.

Do you know, it just hasn't felt right
driving round in that truck whilst I was

waiting for you to sort her out.

I'm getting more and more worried about
you. Eh?

You missed a bit, David.

You used to be quite happy driving round
in the truck. You're getting obsessed

with appearances.

Nothing to do with appearances, Bernard.

I'm the same person I always was.

It's just now I have the wherewithal to
enjoy the finer things in life.

And what could be finer than owning
one's own Bentley?

That's true. I suppose you getting that
money has added compensations.

Every Bentley is an engineering
masterpiece, Bernard.

Uncle Frank once took me to a Bentley
owner's rally.

You know, Castle Howard it was. That's
when I first fell in love with him. It

was a magnificent fight, being all the
different models set out in those

grounds. I imagine it was.

Do you know, it's about time someone
organised a similar event.

That's someone meaning you.

I'll talk to Lord Ashfordly.

You don't think he'd let you hold it up
at the hall, do you? Why not? He's a

Bentley owner himself.

At Caius, David.

He's also got experience of you
organising events for him.

Don't be so negative, Bernard.

I'm sure he'll leap at the chance.

How do you mean it's all gone?

All of it.

Every last stick we own. Look.

Our next -door neighbour says they came
in a removal lorry three days ago.

They were very polite.

Explained they were doing our removal.

Loaded everything into a van and drove
away.

I mean, well, the house is sold and we
are moving, but not for weeks.

I mean, we haven't even booked a removal
firm yet.

I see.

I'd best have a talk with the
neighbours.

Yeah, he's a bird watcher. Checked in a
couple of nights ago.

He went out this morning hoping to see a
lesser spotted something or other. And

his car had vanished.

Hopping mad he was. I told him to go
down and play hell with you lot.

Yeah, well, thanks, Oscar.

He only happens to be one of Her
Majesty's inspector of constabulary.

Really? Yeah, played merry hell with
Merton.

Dennis is on his honeymoon?

No, he and Jenny came back early. She
was feeling a bit off colour.

Oh, that's awful.

Excuse me a minute.

Well, you'd better buck your ideas up
then.

HMIs have the power to sack Chief
Constable.

He could make mincemeat out of you lot.

I see, Oscar.

You look on the bright side, eh?

Orange juice, please.

Coming up.

And do you have a bus timetable?

Oh, no, I don't think we have.

I'm not supposed to get to Ranby Moor if
I don't even know when the bus goes.

Well, we'll try and find one for you,
sir.

It's most inconvenient being without my
car.

I'm sure it is.

Well, I'm sure the local bobbies will
find it for you, Sharpish. You think so,

do you? Oh, aye.

They're a dedicated bunch.

Yeah.

Right then, Gina.

Where is he, then?

This Craig bloke.

Ah.

It's great.

How about your car?

Lord Ashfordly. I doubt that you've had
some good fortune.

I have indeed.

My ship has finally come in.

Funny, we were just talking about ships
coming in, weren't we? Sorry?

That's all right. Private joke.

Burgess. Edward Burgess.

Vernon Scripps.

They look wonderful together.

Don't they just?

Now, Charles, I must go. You'll give
that proposition further consideration?

I will indeed.

Sounds almost too good to be true.

Scripps.

Say, what brings you here, Scripps?

I'd like to hold a grand rally for
Bentley owners, celebrating the finest

engineering mark ever achieved by man.

Decent idea. Where do I come into it?

Well, I'd like to hold it here, in the
grounds.

But I have memories not altogether
pleasant of other occasions when you've

my grounds.

Ah, yes.

Well, you are looking at a different
Vernon Scripps now.

Needless to say, there could be a
considerable financial advantage.

For both of us in it.

Well, perhaps you care to elaborate over
gin and tonic, huh?

Oh.

They spent the entire day at the house,
apparently. Lodded everything into a

van. The neighbours even made them a cup
of tea.

Then they just said cheerio and drove
away?

That's right, Sarge.

It's unbelievable.

Well, it shouldn't be.

I found this memo at the bottom of a
pile on my desk.

There have been similar incidents in
Scarborough.

Division sent this a week ago.

I see.

Even so, Sarge, we couldn't have stopped
it.

That's not the point, Crane.

What's the point of Division sending
memos like this if nobody bothers to

them?

What happened with Craig, anyway?

I took his details and promised that
we'd get his car back as soon as

Sarge. Well, make sure you do.

Sarge, it's Jenny on the line for you.

Jenny?

Dennis.

I don't feel good.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

I feel faint.

Well, I'll get right back. You stay in
bed, all right?

I have to go. When I get back, I want to
keep some real progress here. All

right?

And naturally, there'll be a large
hospitality tent dispensing champagne,

oysters, canapes.

All the fine things that your Bentley
owner would expect.

And you're offering to share the
proceeds?

Exactly. I also want to pay a ground
rent.

Well, I don't think that'll be
necessary.

Oh, I insist.

I was thinking of... Well, that's very

general. Well, business is business.

And it is to both our advantage.

In which case, I suggest you charge
substantial prices for entrance as well

in your hospitality tent.

Of course.

If people want quality, they must be
prepared to pay for it. Indeed.

Well, let's drink to it then, shall we?

Cheers. Cheers.

You see, one always has to be alert to
the next financial opportunity.

Oh, I'm with you there.

Then perhaps you should talk to Edward
Burgess.

Why, is he some sort of financial
advisor?

I'm not sure exactly. I haven't known
him long.

But he's a very wealthy man.

He's been trying to persuade me to
become a name.

A name? You know, Lloyd's. Shipping
insurance, that sort of thing. Oh, I'm

you now.

Have you ever thought of it?

I can't say that I have.

Edward said it's the best financial move
a chap could make.

Perhaps I might just have a word with
him.

Jenny?

Jenny!

When did you start feeling like this,
Jenny? A couple of days ago. I started

feeling nauseous, then being sick.

We thought it was just a holiday tummy.

The water in Spain isn't always that
good. Well, that's probably all it is,

I'd like to do some blood tests just to
be sure it's nothing else.

In the meantime, you have to stay in
bed, all right?

All right.

Something to your honeymoon, eh?

My fault.

Dennis, that was because of Scotland.

Well, then, maybe you'll have to listen
to your husband from now on.

You could have asked us to have run the
drinks tent.

No offence, Oscar, but this is not a
beer and crisps affair.

I've been on the blower all afternoon
trying to find high -class caterers and

contacting Bentley owners' clubs, hiring
marquees, etc., etc.

Well, if I was Lord Ashfordly, I
wouldn't let you anywhere near the hole.

Oh, have you no?

Charles has every confidence in me.

Oh, Charles.

It must be true, Oscar. His lordship's
been passing on financial tips to him.

Aye.

I'm thinking of becoming a name.

Eh?

I'm meeting a pal of Charles's tomorrow,
Edward Burgess, to discuss it.

A name?

You've already got a name. What do you
want to change it for?

Don't worry about it, David.

You've got some nerve, showing your face
in here.

Don't use that, Oscar.

Start what?

Look, I know there's a lot of talk about
Gina and me, but the baby and our

marriage plans is our business.

All right? You tell them, Phil.

We've got nothing to be ashamed of.

I wasn't talking about that. I was
referring to your ornithologist friend.

Well,

I'm doing my best, Oscar.

Well, have you found it?

Have you apprehended the thief?

Um, I'm afraid not yet, sir. And you're
sitting here drinking beer.

If I was your sergeant, I'd have you
down at that station doing unpaid

until it was found.

We're doing our best, sir. And I shall
be down at your station tomorrow to tell

your sergeant that, in person.

Mr and Mrs Walton asked me to pop over
now and then, water the plants, take in

the posts and so on.

So they're away?

In Cyprus.

I popped over about an hour ago and
found the pane of glass broken.

Oh, gosh.

That cabinet was full of the most
beautiful china.

The Waltons are going to be terribly
upset when they find out about this.

There was a lovely clock on the wall
there.

Worth hundreds, apparently.

And candlesticks over there.

Silver.

Have you seen anyone hanging around the
house at all?

There were a car here earlier on.

Can you describe it?

A Ford Zephyr, I think.

What colour?

Er, not sure.

I'd like to stay better, but... Do you
want me to call Liz again?

No, not at the moment.

Look, if you want to go into work... I'm
not going anywhere gently, not with you

like this.

What's that?

Well, that's what Mr Craig had.

It wasn't blue, was it?

She wasn't sure.

And you think there might be a
connection between the removal jobs?

Both the Brooks and the Waltons are on
holiday.

Yeah, but hold on. Last night was just a
straightforward burglary.

All the same, maybe whoever did it knew
they were away and decided to strike.

Got the names of the travel agents they
both booked with?

Two different companies.

Yeah. A tower, very much.

I've just been on to Scarborough
Division, and one of the victims of the

lorry thefts over there booked through
Roy Barnsdale, as did Mr and Mrs Brooks.

I see.

Well, what about the couple who were
raided last night?

The Waltons.

They booked through a different travel
agent than Ashfordly.

Pam Asbury's. Well, no connection, then.

I still think we should check both these
agents out, though.

If you insist.

In the meantime, Alf, if we don't find
Craig's car... Believe me, I'm doing all

I can on that.

Right.

Ah, Vernon.

Good to see you.

Would you like a copy?

Please. A cup of coffee for my friend,
please.

So, you're interested in becoming a
name?

Indeed I am.

Although I must confess, a little more
detail about exactly what's involved in

being a name would be most welcome. Of
course, of course.

Let's go through it in detail.

I'm Asbury.

That's right.

PC Bellamy, absolute police.

Sorry to bother you.

I'm investigating a break -in at a house
near Adenfield.

And why do you want to talk to me?

Well, the owners of the house, Mr and
Mrs Wharton, are on holiday in Majorca.

I know.

They booked a holiday through me.

Well, that's why I'm here.

I don't understand.

We're looking into the possibility that
somebody might have alerted the thieves

to the fact that they're away.

You surely don't think I could have done
that?

No, I'm not making any accusations.

I'm very glad to hear it.

But we do need to let the wardens know
what's happened.

See if there was anybody else who knew
they were away.

I understand.

Just one moment.

Their hotel number.

Thank you.

And thanks for your time.

Bye -bye.

Look, you can see how busy I am.

It won't take long, Mr Barnsdale.

Sharon, could you look after the Mr and
Mrs Coulshaw for me?

Yes, of course I remember Mr and Mrs
Brooks.

What of it?

They came home yesterday to find the
entire contents of the house had been

stolen. What?

Apparently someone turned up with a
removal lorry whilst they were away and

everything.

That's outrageous.

The house is up for sale, but the Brooks
aren't due to move out for three weeks.

I still don't see what this has to do
with me.

You recall a couple called Pearson from
Scarborough.

They booked a holiday in the Argyle with
you.

Well, yes, but... They also were selling
the house and had the contents stolen

whilst they were away.

Are you suggesting I might have some
involvement in this?

It's just an interesting coincidence.

How dare you make insinuations like
that?

Look, I have a business to run.

And I resent you coming round here
making unwarranted accusations.

Let's say a ship's sailing from England
to the West Indies.

Well, the owner of that ship will
naturally want to be sure that in the

an accident she's insured. And that's
where we come in.

But how exactly?

Well, the ship owner pays a premium to a
syndicate made up of people like

yourself. Men of means who are known as
names.

I see.

Who invariably pocket that premium at
the end of the voyage.

And the chance of any ship going down
these days is infinitesimal.

Which means that for every voyage
insured, a member of the syndicate

make a very handsome profit without even
taking his money out of the bank.

Most impressive.

Exactly what Lord Ashfordly said.

As it happens, the ship sailing at this
moment from the Canary Isle to Milford

Haven in South Wales... We're ensuring
that voyage.

Join us now and you'll be able to pocket
your share of the very substantial

premium.

And why not?

I'd be a mug not to.

Good, good. I'll sort out the necessary
paperwork as soon as possible.

Cheers.

Here's to the... Torrey Canyon.

How are you feeling?

Not great.

Her temperature's gone even higher.

She seems really feverish.

Are you still nauseous?

A bit.

More than a bit, Jan.

How long before we get the test results
back?

Tomorrow, I hope.

You're still sure this is just some kind
of bug, though?

I'm sure we can get you well again.

That's the main thing.

I'll call you out, Liz.

You sure she'll be all right?

Yes.

But I am a wee bit worried, to be
honest.

You think it might be something else,
something serious? Let's wait till we

the results back.

Is there something else worrying you?

Oh, just something at work.

Like what?

No, no, it doesn't matter.

Obviously, Jenny's my priority at the
moment.

Of course.

Well, I'll be back tomorrow.

If you're worried about anything, make
sure... I'll have your number.

Thanks, Liz.

Do you think Roy Barnsdale's hiding
something?

I think it's possible.

Yeah, well, I'm not convinced.

Look, there's three cases in Scarborough
of people going to move house. They go

on holiday and have their houses
emptied.

Only one of them booked a holiday with
Barnsdale and I drew a blank with Pam

Asprey. All the same.

And there's really nothing at all to
link it with the burglary at the

last night.

Well, you come up with something then,
Phil.

I'm just trying to come up with some
kind of answer to this.

We've got a mini -crime wave going on.

Merton breathing down our necks and some
bad -tempered inspector that'll

probably get us all fired if we don't
get his car back.

Ah, Mr Craig.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

I take it from your previous statement
you haven't found my car?

Er, not yet, no.

But we believe there's a possibility it
was used in a burglary last night.

I'd like a word with Sergeant Merton.

Well, he's not at work today, sir.

His wife is ill.

He's having the day off because his
wife's ill.

With this kind of thing going on.

Well, you can tell him from me that if
my car is not found by the time my

holiday, if you can call it that now, is
over, I shall be informing the

inspectorate officially of the state
this station is in!

Hi, Dennis.

How is she?

Well, she's had a pretty bad night.

Come over here.

What lousy luck, getting sick on your
honeymoon.

Well, let's hope it doesn't happen for
you and Phil, will you?

Me and Phil haven't even thought about
getting married yet, let alone about a

honeymoon.

Listen, you've got a problem at work,
haven't you?

Who told you about that?

That Craig fella's been staying at the
pub, hasn't he?

And he's been talking about it? He talks
about nothing else.

I mean, even Oscar can't get on the
right side of him.

I suppose I'd be missed if I'd had my
holiday ruined.

Listen, why don't you let me look after
Jenny? You go and see if you can sort

things out.

I can't leave Regina.

Go on.

She'll be fine with me. I'm sure she'll
approve.

That's really kind of you, thanks.

Go on. You get yourself down there.

But don't be too hard on my filly.

Blue Ford Zephyr, registration number
BAK103B.

Oh, sorry.

Er, well, if you do hear anything...
Yeah.

Ta.

Morning. Oh.

How's Jenny?

Not very well at all, I'm afraid. I
wouldn't be here, only Gina's off to sit

with her.

So, have we made any progress with Mr
Craig's car?

I'm afraid not, Sarge.

I'll get it.

We believe it was used in a burglary
last night.

Does Craig know that?

Afraid so.

He said to tell you that if we don't
find the car by the time he leaves

Aidensfield, heads will definitely roll.

Well, for heaven's sake, keep at it.

What about the removal lorry job?

Nothing definite, Sarge.

We found out that the Brooks had booked
their holiday through the same travel

agent as one of the cases in
Scarborough. Which agent?

Roy Barnstead. Thank you.

Couple by the name of Burton.

House for sale.

They got a hold from Holiday this
morning.

The house has been emptied.

Right, Melmy.

Let's get round there.

Jack, that's right.

Don't look at me. Not my tent. Ask him.

Come on, you two. Chop, chop.

I've got tables and chairs being
delivered at any time, and the caterers

want access very soon. We've done our
best.

You know what happened last time? I
don't know why you don't get the

professionals in to do this sort of
thing.

Because it was cheaper to buy a second
-hand tent and do it ourselves.

There you go. Money again.

I may have plenty of money, Bernard, but
I hate wasting it. I think you'll find

that's true of most self -made men.

Morning, Spitz.

Ah, morning.

How's it going?

Very well.

Quite sure.

And I've invited one or two friends
myself. I don't want a fiasco.

Well, it has been a major logistical
operation, but it's all coming together

now. The Bentley owners' clubs have been
fantastic.

They can't wait for tomorrow.

Well, good.

Oh, I believe from Edward Burgess that
you've decided to become a name.

Yeah, don't know why I've never done it
before. Can't think of a simpler way to

make money. Nor me.

Well, that's something else we've got in
common. Making our first voyage into

the world of insurance on the Torrey
Canyon.

Same story.

Said the removal lorry came last week
and calmly loaded the lot up.

Told them that Mr and Mrs Burton's house
move had been brought forward.

Who did you book your holiday through,
Mrs Burton?

Barnsdale. Here in the town.

Right, thanks.

We'll be in touch.

Thank you.

There you go, Jane.

Oh, thanks.

I hope this doesn't happen to you on
your honeymoon.

Me too.

We haven't even started to think about
wedding plans.

Too busy thinking about the baby.

And anyway, we can't get married yet
while I'm still the pub licensee.

It's absolutely crazy.

Because of some daft police rule, I'm
supposed to give up my job, my

all to marry the father of my child.

I'll tell you what, the way I'm feeling
right now, I'm just not going to do it.

I mean, would you?

Jenny?

Jenny?

Liz?

Liz, it's Gina.

Look, I'm with Jenny. You'd better get
over here quick.

Mr Barnsdale in, please.

Mr Barnsdale.

Now what?

I understand you arranged a holiday for
a Mr and Mrs Burson from Ashfordly.

That's right, Corfu. What of it?

Well, they arrived home to find all
their belongings had been stolen by

posing as removal men.

That's it, Mr and Mrs Brooks.

And another couple in Scarborough.

Look, I've just about had enough of
this.

If it's a coincidence, Mr Barnsdale,
it's a pretty unlikely one. So what are

suggesting? That I've been hiring a
removal lorry?

Going round to these houses and robbing
them myself?

Oh, you've been tipping someone else off
so they can do it?

That's outrageous.

That's to be some explanation.

Well, I've no idea.

Maybe Sharon's been doing it.

Do you have any information which could
help us, mate? Oh, don't be silly.

I think you can let the young lady speak
for herself, sir.

I'm sorry, I can't help.

Except there was something odd about the
Burtons booking.

Yes? What was that?

Well, they told us they'd been going to
book with another agency, but our price

was lower.

We booked the holiday.

Then I remember getting a phone call
from someone saying she was Mrs Burton,

checking the price and saying we'd not
send her the travel documents.

So I apologised and told her we'd do it
immediately.

No sooner had I put the phone down when
Mrs Burton walked through the door.

Well, I told her about the phone call
and she couldn't explain it.

So the Burtons were originally going to
boot with another agent, Asbury's.

Right.

Thank you for helping us.

Don't mention it.

How fortunate.

I was looking for you.

I've got the paperwork for you to sign.

Oh, splendid.

I was going to sign Charles up too, but
he's out.

Indeed, gone through the races.

Never mind. I'll pop back later and see
him. Here we are.

Bernard!

Bernard!

Just take this banner, will you?

Thank you.

Just sign here.

Bon voyage, Horry Canyon.

Sure it will be.

I'd love one of those.

Yes, well, you should pop back tomorrow
when the rally's on.

I'm sure there's some enthusiast who'll
find you one. Yeah, I might just do

that. Excellent.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I must just
get the boys to put this banner up.

Thank the hell.

Apparently he's one of the directors of
the company.

And his name?

Brian Parker.

Brian Parker?

You know him?

Oh, yes.

But we know his son, Kevin, even better.

Yeah, we did him for a string of
burglaries a few years back.

He's an armory.

You sure he's still there?

Well, we can soon find out.

Well, let's do that.

In the meantime, I think we need to find
someone we can persuade to go away for

a while.

And get them to book holiday through
Palm Asbury.

Exactly. Well, we'd need somebody who
was selling the house.

Not necessarily.

The Wartons got burgled. They weren't
selling the house.

Yeah, we don't know if it was done by
the same people who did the removal job.

Ashfordly Police.

But we know that they booked a holiday
through Pam Asbury.

Of course.

I'll tell him.

Besides, that was Gina.

Jenny's been taken into hospital.

Who is it?

Jenny. What's happened, Liz? I got the
results of the blood test.

She's got hepatitis.

That's serious, isn't it?

If it were hepatitis B, it would be, but
Jenny has hepatitis A.

It's a nasty infection and it can make
you very ill, but she will be fine.

You're sure?

Really. She's going to be okay.

I have to head back to the surgery.

Of course.

Thanks, Liz.

Liz?

After all you've done for Jenny, I
hardly dare ask for more help, but... Do

have any plans for the weekend?

I hope all these people who promised to
come are as good as their word.

There are times, Bernard, when your
scepticism can be tiresome. And there

times when it's more than justified.

Mr. Bernard, look!

Oh, me of little faith.

Thank you very much. Enjoy your holiday.
Thank you.

Good morning.

Hello. How can I help you?

I'm not sure, really. I may have left it
too late.

Left what too late?

It's my boyfriend's birthday tomorrow,
and I was hoping to take him away for a

week somewhere.

Somewhere romantic.

Paris, maybe?

Tomorrow? You have left it to the last
minute.

So you can't help then?

I didn't say that. Hold on.

Paris might be difficult.

But, um, how about Amsterdam?

Even better.

We have a special.

A week for two in Amsterdam.

Sixty pounds all in.

Wonderful. You'd have to catch a flight
tonight.

Oh, that's fine. We could make that.

Good.

Now, if I could have your name and
address, please.

Liz Merrick.

Dr. Liz Merrick.

Doctor?

Who's going to look after your patients
while you're away?

Oh, I have a locum coming in tomorrow.

He's going to be staying at my flat
above the surgery.

That's nice.

Someone to water your plants for you,
eh?

Exactly.

And the address?

Scripts, congratulations.

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

you for having faith that I could pull
it off. I must confess, I wasn't

sure, but as you say, you are a
different man these days.

Awesome friends of mine are arriving.
Excuse me. Of course.

Do you know, I think you and I should
have a little chat.

Oh, look, Oscar, are you going to start
lecturing me about Phil and the baby?

Actually, I'm not.

Now, you may have set tongues wagging in
this village, but mine hasn't been one

of them.

I may be old -fashioned, I may have
preferred you to have done things a bit

differently, but believe it or not, at
this moment in time, my main concern is

for your happiness.

I know.

I know I've been ratty, but this
business about the licence, it's really

me. There's no way around it, Gina. You
can't be a licencee and marry a copper,

that's it.

Oh, what, so I'm just supposed to say
yes, like a meek little woman and give

all up?

I'm prepared to take the licence over
from you.

That's not the point, Oscar.

I love this place.

I love my job.

Rules are rules, I'm afraid.

It's a stupid rule.

I'm not having my life ruined by a bunch
of sour -faced old coppers with nothing

better to do.

Now, you have remembered that I'm
leaving tomorrow.

How could we forget, Mr Craig?

Yes, well, there's still no sign of my
car.

I shall therefore have to go by train.

And in the circumstances, I shall expect
you to give me a lift to the station.

Of course.

I'd like to say it's been a very
pleasant stay.

But that hardly would be true, would it?

The chief inspector is going to be most
interested to hear what I have to tell

him about your former colleagues.

My word!

1928, four and a half litre.

This is splendid.

I'm sure Edward will snap this up.

I don't know how much the owner wants
for it. Where is he?

Over there somewhere.

Let's go and have a chat.

Sarge?

Graham, Parkinson, Kevin got out three
months ago.

Which means there's every chance he's
involved in this.

Do you really think they'll try to get
the surgery tonight?

Well, I can only hope so. We're running
out of time to sort this out.

Have you seen Vernon?

Uh, yeah, he's, uh... Oh, he's over
there somewhere.

Oh, he's found this car for you.

For me?

Really?

Yeah, he thought you'd like it.

Uh, would you like to, um... That's a
word.

Do you like it?

It's superb.

I thought you would.

We've had a chat with the owner about
the price.

And? He's asking £8 ,000, but he's
prepared to negotiate. I should think

get it for a bit less.

It's going to close the deal.

Come with me, then.

£8 ,000?

For a car?

They probably make that much each for an
insurer in that shape.

Eh? Did Vernon not tell you all about
that?

Oh, yeah, well, I didn't really
understand it, to be honest.

It's called the Torrey Canyon.

You're what?

Sailing to Milford Haven.

I don't think it's going to get there.

It's had a bit of a crash.

Look.

Oh, dear.

Bernard!

Bernard! Not now, Bernard!

This is important.

What is?

That ship you insured. It's on the rocks
off the coast of Cornwall.

Eh?

See for yourself.

Oh, my God.

Let me see.

I don't believe this.

Oh, the photograph says the ship's
breaking up.

I'll have to find out about this,
Vernon.

I'll be in touch.

How much exactly do you stand to lose?

I pledged everything on that ship,
Bernard.

Everything?

Gentlemen, I've been trying to get a
word all afternoon.

Congratulations.

It's been the most fantastic day.

Tori Canyon.

She's scuppered herself.

Good heavens.

Well, I got that one right then.

Tori? Well, I telephoned Burgess last
night. Told him the idea was tremendous,

but... I asked myself if I could
possibly take the risk, however remote,

losing all this.

The answer was no.

See?

Did you sign up?

Oh, dear, I am most terribly sorry.

Still, you've had setbacks before,
haven't you?

You'll bounce back, I'm sure.

The invoice for the hire of the ground.

Feels like rather a lot, but you did
interest.

I think it went past.

We can keep the park.

You're nicked.

Hiya, Ben.

What's wrong with you?

He's had a bit of a setback.

A bit of a setback?

That shippy inshore's run aground.

You're joking.

Covered half the silly isles with crude
oil.

Yeah. And I knew he was getting out of
his depth.

Oh, Gert.

Here you are, babe.

That's on me.

I lost everything.

Everything.

You can't have lost everything.

Oh, yes, I can.

Hiya.

What's happened?

We're wrapped in palm ivory, too.

Good. So I helped. You certainly did. I
only wish I had the holiday.

How's she doing in here?

See for yourself.

How are you feeling?

Better.

Now, don't get too carried away.

You may develop jaundice and you will
feel well below par for a week or two.

Yes, everyone keeps telling me.

The good news is, though, you can go
home.

Now? Yes.

That's wonderful.

I'll call in on you later.

Thanks, Liz.

Jenny, please, never do that again.

I'll try not to.

Anyway, how's work?

Did you get their problem sources?

That remains to be seen.

Ah, Mr Craig.

Morning, Mr Craig.

Morning. We caught these thieves red
-handed last night.

Really?

Don't look to me for praise. If you've
apprehended some villains, you've just

been doing your job.

Oh, of course, sir.

Now, since you're here, would you care
to take a quick tour of the station? I

think you'll find everything as it
should be.

Thank you. That won't be necessary.

Are those the people who have been using
my car?

I'm afraid so, sir.

So it's Rex.

Well, I told you, if it wasn't returned
safely, but... One moment, sir.

Crane, have you made arrangements for Mr
Craig's car?

Yes, sir.

If you'd like to make your way to the
front.

Scratch on it, I think you'll find, sir.

Yes, well, I wouldn't get too
complacent.

At the very least, I shall make sure
whoever inspects your station goes

the place with a fine tooth comb.

Anything untoward, and I wouldn't like
to be in your view.

Of course, sir.

What do you reckon to our chances?

I think we're home and dry.

I think that went rather well.

Don't you, Sarge?

Don't push your luck, Ventress.

Mass tourism is upon us, David. And the
caravan is leading the way.

You're gorgeous, aren't you? In cases
like yours, there are people who can

I'm not letting welfare take them.
You'll be fine.

There's a chemistry between you two.

The audience will see it immediately.

You'll be a sensation.