All language subtitles for heartbeat_s13e08_brought_to_book

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

Heartbeat, why does the love chip in my
memory?

I've been looking at the names of the
lads you're taking.

Is there a problem, Sarge? I've had to
caution a few of these.

When the youth club approached me, it
was suggested the more high -spirited

would benefit most.

Hard slog on the moors, night under
canvas, pending for themselves, all good

character -building stuff, eh?

Exactly, Sarge.

Well, at least they won't get into any
trouble while they're away, I suppose.

Where are you taking them?

Oscar Blaketon's arranged the use of the
camp... Sorry to interrupt, Sarge.

Breaking last night at the grocery shop.

It's on Steve's patch over in
Aidensfield.

Oh, great.

Well, you're off tomorrow. I suppose I'd
better take a look as well.

Did you bring some mum?

Yeah. Thank you very much.

Excuse me.

There is a problem here.

Oh, really?

And what might that be then, sir?

This isn't what I asked for.

You asked for orange juice. That is
orange juice.

No, please. I asked for fresh orange
juice.

That is fresh.

It's fresh out the carton, which is
fresh out the fridge.

I meant freshly squeezed from the fruit
itself.

Oh, did you?

Well, I tell you what, if I can find an
orange anywhere, I'll squeeze it for

you. And you know what?

You can have the lot, the pits and all.

He is really getting on my wick, that
one.

Oh, aye?

Now he's known about his breakfast.

You know, I can do without guests like
him in my condition and the mood I'm in.

Look, are you still worried about having
to give up the licence here when you

marry Bellamy?

Yeah. I am, Oscar.

Well, then, nothing can be done.

The law is the law.

You know that.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Not half as sorry as I am.

Well, I'll check how long this chap
intends to stay with us.

OK?

No session tomorrow?

Yeah, we can't wait.

It's boring here. There's nothing to do.

You should get off your backside a bit
more, Frankie boy.

What's time to sit down tomorrow? Can we
hear?

There was a break -in at the shop last
night.

Have you been able to hear anything or
see anything?

He thinks we did it.

We get blamed for everything.

No, you don't, Jeff.

But it's like I told you.

Once you get a reputation... Well, we
didn't do it, all right. Even Frankie

wouldn't eat groceries.

OK, lads. I'll see you tomorrow.

Remember, good boots, waterproof.

Sure.

Steve's all right, Brooke.

No idea what time they came.

Well, that door was crudely closed.

That crowbar seems to be new.

Maybe we'll check that for prints.

Much taken?

Well, money out of the till, tins off
the shelves and packets of crisps.

What's the feeling package of that?

Aye, amateur job all round.

Take a statement from the shopkeeper and
ask around the neighbours, all right?

Sarge.

Bernard, you know that old saying, it's
better to have loved a lot than never to

have loved at all?

Yeah, both I do.

Well, it might be true of love, it's not
true of money.

To have had wealth and lost it is very
hard to take.

It's in the past.

You just have to accept the fact you're
back where you were.

What's the point, Bernard? I'm not.

I mean, before I had money, I was
ambitious.

I had dreams and schemes.

Look at me now.

No desire to work or anything.

Yes, I had noticed.

How can a man who's been chauffeured
around go back to driving a taxi?

Well, if someone better had, you'd be
out of business.

David! David!

Remember me?

That?

Constable Craven, huh?

Hi. Hi there.

Oh, I mean, uh, hi. Hi there.

Be an angel. Give us a lift to Steve's
place.

Um... What?

So, of course, the big posh car had to
go back.

Wow. Hey.

Really, and now, of course, he's sold
the house, so he's, er... Well, he's

back where he started.

Poor old Vernon.

But that's life.

And the trick of life is not to live in
the past.

Keep moving forward, David.

Welcome change.

Change is your friend.

Oh, yeah, well, I know that.

I mean, I always welcome change.

Helps with affairs.

Ta -da!

I was going to phone or drop a line,
then I thought, this is such good news,

I'll surprise you in person.

Mum, when you turn up unannounced with a
suitcase, it usually turns out to be

anything but good news.

Relax, Stevie.

I'm a changed woman.

It's new leaf time.

Wait till you hear my news.

Now, he's called Mr. Shirishi David.

His sect have just lost a place. He was
staying in. He's into this meditation.

I hope this driver knows the area.

I'm viewing new retreats for my
followers. I can't afford to get lost.

I wish you would, pal. I really do.

I hope this taxi's clean inside.

Your thoughts can't flourish in a
polluted atmosphere.

Oh, well, you can open the windows if
you like.

Well... All

changed.

Changed utterly, as the poet said.

Yes.

Don't look so alarmed. I'm through with
painters, poets and writers.

Dreamers, a lot of them. You and your
dad have got it right.

Regimented lives.

To be back on duty, Mum.

The point is, Stevie, my wandering days
are over.

No more trips to California with writer
boyfriends, then? That's ancient

history. So is London.

I'm coming back to my northern roots to
lead a settled existence.

Oh, yeah? Where exactly?

Oh, I'll only be under your feet for a
few days till I find somewhere to live.

I've got a job.

What job?

Assistant librarian, Ashfordly Library.

Hugh. In a library.

I start tomorrow.

Isn't it fab?

You see, I really have changed.

Not that much, Mum.

You should have told me you were coming.
I'm going away tomorrow.

It's not that convenient, Peter, say.

Yeah, the idea of sending somebody over
to duck the prince at the shop, Satch.

Well, it seems worth it, doesn't it?
Three quid from the town, four tins of

sardines, two packets of crisps.

They seem as keen on food as they do on
money.

Somebody hungry, then?

Living roughly, maybe.

We can open sardines without a tin
opener.

I'll keep my eye out.

Can I have a word, please, Sarge?

Yes.

Well, there's no problem as such with a
family member staying at a police house.

You get an unpaid message taker.

Sir? But the last time your mother
stayed there, she made expensive phone

to the state.

That won't happen again, sir.

All right, fair enough.

Just make sure she directs all police
business to us and looks after the

all right?

Thank you, Sarge.

In fact, I'm delighted. I look forward
very much to you marking my library

We live in changing times, Oscar. Women
are no longer strangers to the

workplace. Look around you. Maybe I
should employ one at the garage.

Make a nice change from looking at
Jordan's miserable fizzle hair.

I'm talking of working women. Where's
our lovely Gina this evening?

Well, she's having a tough time at the
moment. I sent her upstairs to have a

nap. Yeah, she's supposed to be coming
round to my place later for something to

eat. Oh, good for you, Bill. Nice of you
men doing their bit for a change. Oh,

he's very good at buying fish and chips,
aren't you, Bellamy?

You know, it's Gina's next check -up the
day after tomorrow.

Yeah. You really ought to be there.

It's very important to get fathers
involved.

We'd better go.

Good luck tomorrow, Pap.

Hey, at least you had some money before
you lost it. With that bloke there, he's

been losing his money before he's even
had it.

What are you on about, David?

I had him in my taxi.

He's the one that runs that religious
sect.

What, the ones who've just been kicked
out of Svensfield Manor?

That's right. And they're desperate to
find another house.

All right.

You know the pop group, the Trinks? The
ones that had that number one hit with

Marmalade Sunset?

The Trinks? Well, of course I know the
Trinks.

They're really into this meditation art,
right?

And they were going to pay a fortune to
go and visit him.

Well, now he hasn't got a country house
to go and stay at.

So we need the country out so we can
make a bomb out of this.

Good evening, all.

Good evening, Blaketon. I hope your best
bid is on form.

Do you know something, David?

I think you've just re -energised my
entrepreneurial instincts.

Mr. Shirishi, I don't believe I've had
the pleasure of Vernon's script.

My driver, David, here, drove you round
today.

Yes, he has a fascinating mind.

Doesn't he just? The secret of life is
simplicity.

He has a gift of reducing complex
matters to primitive simplicity.

No question.

In fact, when they dished out
simplicity, David here was at the front

queue.

He mentioned a problem I may be able to
help with.

I gather you need the use of a large
country house for a couple of days to do

spot of meditating with the crinks. Like
many today, they are searching for a

true and spiritual path.

Suppose I could broker a deal for a
country mansion.

What sort of brass are we talking about?
To include the rental and my services.

The spiritual rewards you'd reap would
be far greater than anything I could

offer you in mere monetary terms.

Shall we say 300 pounds?

150 quid. Take it or leave it.

Don't.

You're awake.

Dr Merrick was in earlier.

Suggested that I come along for your
night's check -up.

Oh. You sure you're allowed to?

I mean, isn't there some sort of police
regulation that prevents it?

Gina.

I know.

Sorry.

Everybody get on your feet.

You make me nervous when you're in your
seat.

Take off your shoes and pat your feet.

We're doing a dance that can't be beat.
We barefooted.

We barefooted.

What are you lot doing here?

This isn't a campsite.

It's all right, officer.

I can explain.

How do I look for my first day?

Well, you look like a librarian.

Exactly.

Everything must change.

The outer as well as the inner woman.

What was it your dad used to say? A tidy
appearance shows a tidy mind.

A joy down the route will be taken.

Not that I'll be much use on the moors
if things go wrong here.

Stevie, nothing is going to go wrong.

I'm a highly organised working woman.

I've written down the bus times
accurately, phone number of the library,

everything I need.

You will take care of the place.

Oh, Stevie.

Have a good trip.

Sorry,

did becoming a daddy change you much
after?

No.

What do you mean?

Morning.

Oh, morning, Sad.

CID, they found prints on the crowbar
that was left at the e -grocers. They're

checking them with CRO now.

Yeah, and the only suspects I found were
a few from that religious sect up at

Strensfield Manor.

They're sleeping rough and fairly wood.

Well, how many Christians?

That's a bit unlikely.

I don't know, Alf.

They were so full of love and peace, I
was thinking of joining them.

Well, we'd better keep looking, then.

And with Steve on the moors, we're a man
short. So, er, no time for tea, eh?

with your gang over here.

My boys are coming up to you. Hey, bad
side, get in the front.

You're better that way. I'll be back in
a minute.

Sorry,

I don't think I know you.

He's my cousin from Manchester.

I'm Tony.

Jeff said it'd be right if he came
along.

You should have asked me first, Jeff.

I didn't know he was coming to see me.

If he can't come, I'll have to drop out
as well.

Go on, Steve.

All right, Tony.

Welcome to the group.

Good morning.

Are you all ready for the great
expedition?

Yep. We're all set?

Have your first aid kit packed.

Somewhere.

Actually, Doctor, while you're here, can
we use a few tips on looking after

ourselves on the moors?

Good to meet you, Mrs Crane.

May I compliment you on your appearance?

Thank you.

I think it's very important to give the
right impression when dealing with the

general public.

Yes, indeed.

I gather your experience of libraries is
rather limited.

I took a course. This is my first actual
job.

But I love reading. Books are a real
passion of mine.

And I keep a book that's all very well
within moderation.

It's important, however, to keep a sense
of professional detachment in this job.

Oh, of course. Yes.

Very important.

What would you say is the cornerstone to
any properly run library?

Book. No.

Reading. No.

Shelf. No. The word I'm looking for
is...

Trickily enforced it here.

We're about to admit the public. Any
noise or chatter, turn them straight

Yes, of course.

Morning. Morning.

Never wise to greet them too
enthusiastically.

Hello.

First sign of any chafing or blistering,
it's off with the boots and the sock

and put this stuff on.

Also, walking can be very thirsty work,
so make sure you keep your fluid intake

up. All right?

Can't you come with us, miss? I wouldn't
mind sharing a tent with you.

Believe me, young man, by the time you
see your sleeping bag tonight, all

going to want to do is sleep.

Right, lads, this is a local paper. He
wants a photo. It'll be very good

publicity. It'll show cooperation
between the police...

The youth club and the council, so if
we'll just gather round the lander over

here. OK, now, some of you will have to
squat down. And, Dr Merrick, if you're

very good, you can stand next to me.
Right, are you all right, lads?

Keep smiling now, you're going on
holiday.

Come on, Tony, mate, join in. You said
that I'm not in the youth club.

No, but you're on the trip. It's all
about teamwork.

You're in a team.

Come on.

Here.

Ready? All right.

Most of the children are categorising
and listing books and what do they do?

Take them off the shelves and put them
back in the wrong place.

They fall back pages, leave sticky
fingerprints on the cover, scribble

I do sometimes despair.

I'm afraid the biggest drawback to any
public library is the public.

Look at him.

Been coming in here all the week, taking
up a chair. Didn't even bother to

pretend to read.

You're new here, aren't you?

It's my first day.

Nice to see a smiling face, I must say.

Yes, Chris, what is it? I am rather
busy.

Oh, good day, my lord.

I wasn't able to get to church on
Sunday, but I expect you were there as

Church? Sunday? Of course I was.

Your lordship appreciates for life to
have any meaning.

We must each seek a spiritual dimension.

Chris, what are you on about?

As I stood here just now, I was aware of
this enormous sense of

calm that resides in this quiet room.

tranquil place.

And I know your lordship is eager to
share his earthly good fortune with

so I hope you'll look charitably on a
small request I have to make. Which is?

A friend of mine, Mr.

Shirishi, himself a devout and religious
man, has been approached by the Trinks

Pop Group.

with a view to spending a couple of
days' quiet meditation in a tranquil

retreat. And you're wondering if I'd be
fool enough to throw open my doors to

them. There would be a fee, naturally.

No strips, absolutely not. So, if you'd
be so good as to leave this quiet room,

this tranquil place...

Good luck.

I'll pick you up in 24 hours.

Right, Doctor.

Thanks a lot for that.

Oh, uh, CRO have identified the pins
from the shop, Sarge.

Carl Stephen Laxton.

From Manchester?

I wonder what he's doing over here,
then.

Call the Manchester boys and see if they
know anything.

Right, Sarge.

Plastic mouldings my company made.

I built it up from nothing.

Then one day my world fell apart.

Really?

My wife left me for a younger man.

Said I'd become dull, boring, only
interested in business.

She was right.

So I sold up.

I needed a purpose in life beyond
plastic buckets.

I got into... I got into Eastern
religion, meditation.

I was into that at one time.

Then we got kicked out of our retreat.

I come in here to warm up a bit.

You ought to get some medicine for that.

Oh, sleeping rough, that's caused it.

It's funny, isn't it?

You gave up an ordered existence to find
yourself through an alternative

lifestyle.

I've given up freewheeling to knuckle
down to a regular job.

Look, Mrs Crane, I think your time might
be more fruitfully spent reorganising

the non -fiction section A to E.

All right.

Tough going, Frank.

We're just going to get up this next ink
line and stop for a breathe and a drink

there. I'll get there, don't worry.

I want my rest here.

Come on, Tony, mate, it's not far.

Yeah, come on, you.

I don't see what the deal is.

If we're to reach the place I want us to
camp tonight, we must keep moving.

Well, go ahead, then. Don't worry about
me.

I have to worry about you.

The mall's going to be a dangerous
place.

Now, we have to stick together, Tony.

OK?

Dangerous place. Guess you're going to
be right, Steve.

What are you doing? What are you playing
at?

Sarge, got a call from CID in
Manchester.

Carl Laxton, whose fingerprints we found
in the grocer's shop, is on the run.

Seems that he and an older lad escaped
from Borstal four days ago.

Now, Warder was wounded.

The older lad's been recaptured, but
Laxton's still at large and may have a

firearm with him.

Karl, what's going on?

You're in some sort of trouble, aren't
you?

Alright, yeah, I am.

Been in Nick.

Escaped a couple of days ago.

The middle of the mall's a good place
for me to be just now. You're on the run

from the Nick.

That's right.

And I ain't going back.

Never.

We've got a piece of tents over there.

Do you two want to start putting them
up? Yes, sir.

Tony, Jeff, do you want to collect some
firewood? Right, yeah.

Me and Frank will prepare the food.
Don't let Frank make food. He'll scoff

the lot.

Shut up. You shut up.

Come on, Tony.

I'm doing nothing, Nick.

Sadly fair, letting everyone else do the
work while you sit on your backside.

He'll bumble you if you carry on like
this.

I've nothing to lose.

I never shot that guard.

The guys with did that.

Then stuck the gun in my pocket to get
me the blame. Give yourself up. Tell

that. They won't listen.

I'll be banged up for years.

I've got a plan to get away.

And this won't happen.

Laxton's an unusual name.

There was someone who married a Laxton
about 20 years ago in Aidensfield.

All right. Who?

Well, come to me in a minute.

Sid Bishop. His wife was a Laxton.

From Salford, Manchester.

So Miss Carlvaxton may have relations in
Adenston.

That's a go.

Evening, Doctor.

One or two of us have got a bit of a
cough.

I know we're not red -chested, but could
you see us?

A cough?

Have you tried a link to some chemists?

Well, we would, but sadly we've got no
money.

A free prescription would make things
easier.

That's a very persistent cop.

What a wasted day that was. I've tried
every country house and mansion in the

area. I've had doors slammed in me face
from here to Whitby.

I'm not surprised posh folks get a bit
fussy about letting their houses out to

pop groups and mad mid -dicks.

Mr Vernon, Lord Ashland is at the pubs.
I've told him that we're calls, but he's

insisting on having some petrol.

Is he now?

He's happy enough for us to do him a
favour, but he won't do me one and let

rent his house.

Right.

I'll give you the same answer you gave
me.

No. Come on, be a good chap. I have my
niece and her friends on half -term from

boarding school staying. I need a full
tank for trips out and what have you.

sorry, Your Lordship. We are closed.

Scripps, I put a lot of cuffs in this
garage as well. I got all my fuel here,

have all my vehicles serviced here, and
I am sure you do not want to put your

brother's business in jeopardy.

Go on, David.

He's not a bad lad, this Carl.

Just got into the wrong crowd, I reckon.

But you haven't seen him? Definitely
not.

You're the son of Carl's age, haven't
you?

Jeff? Yeah.

Where is he at the moment?

He's out trekking with your mate, the
local Bobby.

Did Jeff mention seeing his cousin at
all?

No. And he would have if he had.

Well, should Carl contact you, please
get in touch with us straight away.

Of course.

Frank, what are you doing?

This bench is my bed for the night.

You can't sleep on there.

I've slept in worse places since we got
evicted.

I gave all my worldly goods to Mr.
Shirishi when he opened the pathway to

and wisdom for me. He took all your
money?

No, I gave it to him.

To find true wisdom, you must surrender
earthly material things.

Unless you're Mr. Shirishi.

He's staying in comfort at the pub.

He's already a wise man.

Isn't he just?

Well, he can't stay out here with that
cough.

Come on, I have a couch he can use.

Come on.

Sorry.

Nah, it's deep.

Hey, it's been brilliant today.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Everything alright?

Yeah, sure.

Good night then, lads.

Good night.

He's a really decent bloke, you know.

There's no such thing as a decent
copper.

I'm scared, Carl.

What's the plan you've got?

I'm getting out of the country.

Scottish lip I used to share a cell
with.

I found him.

We're meeting up.

You can get me on a boat from Stranraer.

How are you going to get to Scotland?

I'm going to take that lamb over.

How lax and sad.

Well, it's possible he did come here to
contact relations, then thought the

better of it and moved on.

Sarge, I was wondering if I could pop
over to the doctor's for half an hour.

You're not feeling well, Bellamy.

Oh, no, it's not me.

It's, um, it's Gina, Sarge.

She's due a check -up, and it's the
modern way to encourage fathers to be

you know, showing interest.

Well, far be it from me to stand in the
way of modernity.

On you go.

Thank you, Sarge.

I'm not going to do it, man.

I nominate Steve.

Yeah, go on, Steve.

Why me?

Yeah, with all the rest of the place.
I'm going to make them pay, all right?

You all right?

It's like being in the army.

My dad was in the army.

As the army families move around, that's
why I had six different schools as many

years.

It made me feel a bit of a loner.

An outsider to any new group I'm at.

But then I began to realise everyone's
an outsider one way or another.

I'm an outsider to this group because
I'm a policeman.

No, that's your tough luck.

Frank's an outsider because he's not as
fit as everyone else.

You're an outsider because you're from
Manchester.

All right, where's this sermon leading?

We all have a choice.

You either get involved or you sit on
the sidelines.

You'd be amazed how much you can get out
of being part of a team.

Scout's honour.

Forget it.

If only you're part of this group.

You should join it.

I was a little concerned by your
fraternising with the public yesterday,

Crane. We keep our status by keeping our
distance.

I like talking to people. They interest
me.

Well, try to keep the tic -tac to a
minimum today, please.

Babs! Thanks for last night.

These are my mates.

Hi! Hi there!

The playing of musical instruments is
not permitted in the library.

Thank you.

What's he want now?

He only filled up last night.

Ah, Scripps.

I've been thinking about your request
yesterday.

About Mr.

Seretian and Triggs?

Perhaps I was a bit abrupt booting the
idea into touch like that. I'm against

them having the run of the house, but I
might, somewhat reluctantly, consider

letting them have the East Wing for a
couple of nights.

That would be wonderful, my lord. But I
want strict safeguards in place, and I'd

require payment for the inconvenience to
my housekeeper, etc. No problem.

Ah, a couple of nights. How does 20 quid
sound?

50 sounds better.

They're a simple second, Lord, without
any earthly means.

I perhaps could get them to pay 30.

All right, but I don't want this pop
group making a racket and disturbing the

rest of the house.

I know you won't regret changing your
mind.

Unfortunately, I had it changed for me.

My niece and her friend think these
trinks are absolutely...

Absolutely fab and groovy, man, whatever
that may mean.

Well, I think it just means that they
like them, you know.

Well, when they'd heard I'd turned them
down, the girls were furious. Apparently

it can make a major difference to how
cool they are at school.

So, very much against my better
judgment, I'll put them up. But I'm

entirely responsible for things going
smoothly, Scripps.

Don't worry, it will, my lord.

The old maestro hasn't lost his touch
then.

Right, lads.

This is going to be a tricky descent.

We need to watch your footing all the
way down, yeah?

Everything's fine, Gina.

Medically speaking, you mean.

Sorry? Oh, well, Gina's not happy about
having to give up the pub if we get

married. Yeah, I know. And at the same
time, I'm not wild about being an

unmarried mother if we don't.

Yeah, it's a tough decision and not one
I can help you with very much, I'm

afraid.

I'm sure you'll do what's right for the
baby and yourself.

Thank you, Doctor.

Not just the Doctor. She's a celebrity.

She's got her picture in the paper and
everything.

Look at the face of me. I got dragged
into that photo.

Look at Oscar.

He always does that cheesy smile when he
has his picture taken.

Wait a minute, who's that?

Somebody's cousin, I think.

Look, can I use your phone? It's urgent.

Of course.

Alf, it's Phil.

Look, tell the charge I know where Karl
Laxton is.

He's on the moors with Steve and the
boys.

Who's Karl Laxton?

He's an escaped prisoner, armed with a
gun.

You all right?

No, I don't like it.

Don't be stupid. They've done it.

No, no, no, I can't. No, it's too steep.

Come on, don't be daft.

I'm just being silly.

Yeah. Just frightened, that's all. Just
in case.

Don't want to lose me.

Oh, Mianco.

Oh, Steve, Mianco.

Just try and keep still, Frank.

It's definitely broken.

It's a good job you slowed his fall,
Tony. It could have been a lot worse.

are we going to do, Steve?

It's fairly sheltered down here.

I'll strap his ankle best I can, then go
for help.

And we stay with him?

One of you best come with me.

We'll head for the rendezvous point with
the Land Rover. I'll come with you,

Steve. No, you won't.

I will.

All right, you go then.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. Oscar's not here. He
said he had some shopping to do and then

he was off to pick up Steve and the
lads.

And you've no idea where he was meeting
them?

Right.

Well, if he comes back, ask him to phone
us.

It's quite urgent.

Right, mate.

Hang in there. Be as quick as you can.

Jeff, I like the primers.

Might welcome a nice mug of strong tea.

Sure.

Steve. Yeah?

Nothing.

Good luck.

Right, Tony.

Let's go.

The Trinx are in Leeds on a tour of the
North. They're coming over today.

Excellent.

Now, there's just the small matter of
the fee, Mr. Sherishi.

£150, I believe.

They're medicating.

This is a library, not a Buddhist
temple.

No -one's complaining.

Are you ladies?

No.

This is a library. None of you are
reading.

I'd like you to leave, please.

A few of them have got bad coughs. They
just want to stay in the warm.

It's not a shelter for vagrants, either.
Come on, let's have you out.

I really can't see that they're doing
any harm.

I expect my staff to support my actions,
Mrs Crane, not question them. Come

along. Let's have you out or I'll call
the police.

Now, that is ridiculous.

I agree. Do you?

In that case, why don't you leave with
them? I'm very disappointed in you, Mrs

Crane. Very.

Oh, Babs, I am sorry.

I'm not.

You can't change who you really are and
I'm just not cut out for this nonsense.

Let's go.

Power to the people.

Hare Krishna and all that jazz.

Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Krishna.

Karl's out there with them.

Do you know where they were dropped off,
Mrs Bishop?

Geoff just said the moors.

Well, don't you lot know where they are?

I'm afraid not.

Well, then, if Karl's got a gun, you'd
better find them pretty sharpish, hadn't

you?

Today? Well, you did agree to it, my
lord, and the tricks are due at any

I didn't realise it'd be so soon. I'm
leaving for a prior engagement. I won't

back till tomorrow.

Well, I'm sure you wouldn't want to
disappoint your niece and her chums. I

assure you, everything will run
smoothly.

Well, it had better be, because I'll
hold you responsible if my housekeeper's

caused any inconvenience.

What the...? The tricks and some of
their plans, my lord.

I mean, if there's any nonsense or
shenanigans, your head will roll.

Girls! Girls!

Oscar's still not back, Sarge. He must
have gone straight to the rendezvous

point. Did you contact Steve's mum? Has
she any idea whether we're dropped off?

Well, she wasn't at the library. She's
been dismissed, apparently.

Well, there's a surprise.

You wait here, just in case Oscar does
come back.

How's it going, Tony?

Doing great.

How much further?

Not far.

Oscar's due back in about half an hour.

Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Rama,

Rama Rama Hare Krishna, Krishna

Krishna Rama Rama My sweet Lord,
Sergeant Merton.

Hardly appropriate use of a police
house, Mrs Crane. I'm so, so sorry,

Merton. I've let Phoebe down again,
haven't I?

Look, I'm very anxious to contact him.
Have you any idea where he might be?

Just the mower, that's all.

Oh, hang on a minute. Could you give me
a bit of paper?

You did?

I'll put it somewhere.

Your handbag, perhaps?

I can't.

Silly me.

Oh, I know that's bus times.

Ah!

Here it is.

Being dropped at the car park, Gardsdale
Point.

Then on to the Tony Pike mower.

Great.

Thanks very much, Mr. Crane.

Oh, well done, Oscar.

Bang on time.

Walk and drive straight to a phone. I
learnt more than rescue.

Try and get a doctor out here.

Only two of you. Is there a problem?

One of the lads has broken his ankle.

There's a bigger problem than that. Get
away from Land Rover.

Come on, get out, move!

Tony, what's going on?

Cut! My name is Carl.

Frank needs help. He needs hospital
treatment now. If you take this vehicle,

he'll be in serious trouble.

Shut it and move out of my way.

Don't be stupid, lad. Out of my way, I
said.

And you, copper.

Come on.

You won't shoot me, Carl.

You're not a killer.

Get out of my way.

Do what he says, Steve.

This won't solve anything for you.

I think at heart, you're a decent lad.

Here, give me the gun.

Get back, Steve.

I'll fire.

No, you won't.

I never shot that guard.

It isn't even my gun.

The guy I broke out with, he had it
smuggled in.

I had no idea that he'd got it.

I'll get burned.

Just tell him the truth.

Come here, Hans! Look at me!

It's clear.

What's happening, Steve?

We've got a boy out on the moors with a
broken ankle, Sarge. That lad behind you

is Karl Laxton. He's on the run from
Borstal. We know he's armed.

He handed this over to me of his own
accord, Sarge.

He voluntarily turned himself in.

That's right, Sergeant.

He also volunteered to get help for our
injured lad.

Carl's been a valued member of our team.

I see.

All right, Laxton.

I'm taking you back into custody.

Meanwhile, let's get assistance to your
injured boy.

Well, I imagine after all that, you're
ready for a pint, young Steve. Ah,

Bellamy.

Gina wants a word. She's upstairs.

All right.

Thank you, sir. All right, lads. What
can I get you? I'm sorry, Phil.

I just resent having the biggest
decision in my life decided by

I'll give up the job.

Is that what you want?

We tried that. It didn't work.

Nope, I've decided I'm going back to
Liverpool to be with my family.

I need time to think this through
properly.

Back to London.

Well, keep in touch and send me your
address.

Well, I've got one.

Perhaps I'm just not cut out for
settling down, eh?

Perhaps not.

Take care, Mum.

Hospital confirms a clean break.

You'll be fine.

It's my fault.

Should have stayed closer to him going
down that gully.

You should.

But we live and learn, don't we?

I gather most of the other lads enjoyed
the experience.

They're all keen on doing it again.

Your biggest success seems to have been
getting Carl Laxton to do some growing

up, eh?

Yes, Sarge.

I reckon he did.

Ashfordly Police Station. I put a word
in with the authorities, so let's hope

you're right and he uses his life back
on the right track.

Yes, he is.

Sarge, it's Lord Ashfordly's housekeeper
for you.

What's her name again?

Kellett.

Yes, Mrs Kellett. Rock groups always do
it when they trash hotel rooms, my lord.

They threw the telly out the window.

What a blazer. Do they want to trash my
place anyway?

I keep trying to tell you.

It's not my fault. Quiet meditation, you
said.

It's all that Cherishi's fault.

The trick spotted him as a phone. He
threw him out and decided to have a rock

and roll party. Where's Cherishi now?
Who's going to pay for all this? He's

scarpered, my lord.

Then he'll foot the bill, Stips. He must
have paid you something.

One.

All right.

All right, have it.

Have it all.

150 flaming quid.

Ah, Sergeant, thank goodness.

David's gone off in the taxi.

Any chance of a lift back?

None whatsoever.

About time.

Sergeant knows. I'm sure he'll
understand.

He will.

What does Gina love the most?

Me?

Or this pub?

What am I supposed to do with a load of
ready -mix cement?

I'd appreciate being let off jury duty.

Sit down, Mr Scripps.

Oh.