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

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

Oscar.

Oscar Blaketon. Glad you could make it. Well, thanks for the invitation, Tony.

Well, it's ridiculous you haven't been asked to join before, man of your

talents.

Well, I'm always glad to be of service to the community.

And you're an evening away from the little woman, eh?

Well, not in my case.

Thank you.

Still, he makes a nice change from the pub.

Oh, yes.

Be meaning to talk to you about that.

A bit later, eh? After dinner.

Don't go.

Aidensfield Police.

They're at it again, Walker. Bald as brass. I thought you people were dealing

with this.

We're on our way.

This is PC Walker.

The poaching gang's on the Asperger's date now. Can you radio Sergeant Miller?

He shouldn't be far from the main gate.

I'll meet him there.

Sarge!

Delta Alpha 2 -4 to control.

Yeah, we need an ambulance and a doctor on the road between Eltring and

Aidensfield. Over.

No Oscar tonight?

No, he's had some local business due.

I just hope it puts him in a good mood.

Why's that?

Let's just say there's something I wanted to talk to him about but never

round to it.

Are you serious?

Well, it is for me.

I'm going to art college.

There's a part -time foundation course starting in York.

Gina, that's fantastic.

Well, I've been thinking about it for ages.

I had to do some sketches to get accepted.

You kept that very quiet.

Well, I didn't want to talk about it until I knew they'd take me on. Now that

they have, well, there's a lot to sort out with running this place.

Oscar will help out.

He'll be really pleased for you. When do you start?

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Ain't so dumb.

Yeah, yeah, she's here.

OK, I'll tell her.

Bye.

You wanted?

There's an accident up on the Ultron Road.

Right.

Enjoy yourself.

Yes, very much.

Some very funny speeches, especially the first one.

Oh, yes, Johnny Amory. Just the chap I was meaning to talk to you about.

you and me, his brewery's looking to expand.

Buy up some more tied houses.

Now, you own the Aidensfield Arms, don't you? Yeah, but Tony, I'm not thinking

of selling.

Apart from anything else, I live there. It's my home.

Listen, I know what you paid Charles Ashfordly for that place.

Johnny'll give you double that.

You could set yourself up in a new place and then buy into some other business.

Plenty of opportunities for those with the right connections.

Give it some thought.

Yes, well, there's no harm in that, I suppose.

Excellent. I'll drop round in a day or so.

Now, what are you having?

It's Sergeant Miller. He's conscious, but only just.

Sergeant Miller?

Can you hear me?

Helen!

Tina, it's out of the question. I'll only miss a few lunchtime.

What about the food?

What if I've made some arrangements?

I might not be here myself.

We'll get staffing.

We've done it before.

I thought you were happy running this place.

I am happy, Oscar. And I'm hardly flipping emigrating.

I just want something else.

What kind of something?

I don't know.

I want to get out from behind the bar, out to the village.

You know, I just want more.

Oh, well.

Go on, then.

I don't think I can manage for a day or two.

Thank you, Oscar.

You got it?

Yeah. What do you reckon?

Impossible to say.

Well, I didn't see any blood on the car.

You know, for all we know, Might have been the Land Rover that hit the tram.

Does Miller remember anything?

No, apart from a thump as he hit something just before the crash.

Not looking good, then.

Let's hope we find these poachers.

Glad to see you. I've been down here all night.

What are you doing in there?

Well, I got lost and I fell in.

There's a private pub with it.

Yeah, but it was dark. I must have got confused.

I took a wrong turn in.

Pouting, I suppose.

No, nothing of the sort, my lord.

Mind you, I think I'm lucky that I didn't do myself any serious damage

into that great big hole.

Must have died when I fell on it.

Oh, poor little thing.

Well, no harm done, eh?

I'd best be off.

Thanks for rescuing me.

So, no broken bones or anything?

No, I'm just in for observation.

Looky that.

I remember old Sergeant Axelrod from Whitby when he had his car smashed.

He was in and out of hospital for months.

Everything.

Operations, pens.

Is there any news about the man I hit? Only they won't tell me anything in

Eddie Thomas.

He hasn't regained consciousness yet.

What was he doing out there at that time of night?

He's alluring to himself, is Eddie.

Gentleman of the road.

But you don't want to jump to conclusions.

We don't know that it was you that did it.

I hit something.

Well, it could have been the poachers that did it.

And the lads are doing everything they can to find them.

That's very comforting, Alf.

Now, if you don't mind, Mrs Miller bought those grapes for me.

Gina. Hiya.

I'm glad I caught you.

Hi. I wanted to give you this.

Oh, Helen.

You shouldn't have.

Nothing. Just an old relic from school day.

I'm happy someone can get some use out of it.

Oh, thanks.

I suppose I'd better try and look the part, eh? You look fine.

Now go and enjoy yourself.

I'll try.

But being late on my first day isn't exactly the best of stuff now, is it?

Ta -ra.

We know the gang moved to the area recently.

You're sure of that, are you?

Positive. Well, it might interest you to know that I've just found Peggy

Armstrong in my woods. And by the look of her, she'd been there all night.

How can you tell?

If she is mixed up in this, I can only reckon that the constabulary has been

extremely remiss in ignoring the mess on its own doorstep.

A good day to you.

If Peggy is mixed up in all this, I'll wring her neck.

Me too.

Shall we do it now?

What, no time like the present?

Can I come?

What, now stay off? No, stay in mind the shop.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I'm here to start a report into last night's unfortunate incident.

Sergeant Miller's part in it.

Your reactions seem normal.

Pity they weren't better last night.

It's probably best not to dwell on that for now.

If you ask me, you had a lucky escape.

Unlike Eddie Thomas.

It'll take a while to discover the extent of his injuries and what caused

Tell me the truth, Doctor.

Is he going to live?

It's touch and go, but it doesn't look good.

It'll be manslaughter, then.

Let's wait for the result of the inquiry.

There's no doubt in my mind, Doctor, that I hit him.

It may be unusual to begin with a practical class, but I like my students

start by getting their hands dirty.

Excuse me, is this the life room? Yes.

Yes, come in.

Do you want to go behind the screen?

Just slip your clothes off and when you're ready, come out.

I'm not the model, I'm a student.

Well, carrying that portfolio, I kind of get it.

But anyone who turns up late for my classes must expect to get the mickey

out of them. Yeah, well, less of it. I might be late, but no -one takes the

mickey out of me. I'm from Liverpool.

Well, it must have taken you a while to get here.

Yeah, years.

Hmm. On to my next topic, observation.

You may have noticed the others have easels.

Yeah, they're over there.

Exactly.

Right. This morning we're going to do a simple still life.

I want you to draw what you see, of course.

But I want you to pay particular attention to the light and shade and use

make your drawings come alive.

I don't care what your drawing looks like.

I want you to capture the light, not the lightness.

Yeah?

Well, where have you been?

We're worried about you, aren't we, Alfred?

Well, I'm gratified that your concern shows itself in such concrete ways.

What? Like coming to look for me, for instance.

Now, where's that magazine I pinched from Doctor's waiting room?

You said that were rubbish.

You have not thrown it away, have you?

No, it's under Alfred's water bowl. Well, set it here, then.

I've got an idea.

I have been held prisoner against my will by the upper echelon. Talk of it.

Here we are.

Elsie Jacobs, 57, of New York, has successfully sued the city for

after tripping and falling down an open manhole, breaking her leg.

Well, you haven't broken your leg. And this isn't York. It's the principle that

matters, David.

Hello, Peggy.

Fleet well that night, did you?

I'm sorry I didn't get your name earlier.

Mine's Jack Holling.

Oh, it's Gina Ward.

I think you can afford to relax a little, Gina.

Perfectly relaxed, thanks.

It's a bit of a shock, you know, on a birthday.

And some people get preoccupied by the rules of learning to paint.

And they're often students like yourself.

You mean they're older.

Usually.

That's why it's hard to forget preconceptions.

I came here to learn to paint.

Was that a preconception?

I mean, it is not. College.

It depends how much you want to paint.

You know, trees and things.

Maybe people.

That's not quite what I meant. I meant, do you wake up every morning with an

overwhelming desire to express yourself?

Oh, yeah.

All the time.

No, but seriously.

Do you have a real passion for art?

I never really thought about it like that.

I've got a pub to run.

The first thing I think I want to wake up in the morning is emptying the drip

trays.

Never mind the trespassing, Peggy.

Illegal pursuit of games. Criminal offence.

I'm not saying anything without a solicitor.

You're not under arrest, Peggy. I should hope not.

It's the gang we're interested in. They're giving us a lot of trouble.

Well, you're not the only ones.

How do you mean?

Well, I mean emptying snares, setting traps, the total disregard for the

code. Emptying your snares?

I didn't say that.

But you know them.

Well, not socially, no.

But I've a good idea where they might be staying.

Did you notice how fast you were going?

No.

Well, we calculate you were travelling just over 50 miles an hour at night on

country roads.

I was in full control.

Until the crash, unfortunately.

There were shiny lights in my eyes and then there was all this rubbish on the

windscreen. And you had no opportunity to slow down?

None.

When were you first aware of Mr Thomas?

I never saw him.

You do know what you're up against here, don't you?

Section 1 of the Road Traffic Act of 1960 provides punishment of up to five

years' imprisonment for a conviction of death by dangerous driving.

Well, you won't be suspended from duty during this investigation, but you will

be suspended from driving. Is that understood?

We were talking about David Hockney earlier on.

How many of you have seen his work?

Where? The RCA, so Michelle.

Good. Gina?

At my Auntie Jean's in Bradford.

Really?

Well, whether it was at the RCA or your Auntie Jean's, remember that his

interest was in the interplay between the light and the water.

That's what's caught his eye.

And what's caught your eye about this?

You see, you're trying to copy what you see.

Well, isn't that the general idea?

That's what I'm here to learn.

No, not really.

I want you to show me how you feel about what you're drawing.

I don't feel anything.

Then you're not going to get far.

You're not really helping me, are you?

I can't teach you how to feel. It's got to come from you.

I signed on for the foundation court, but I've made a mistake.

I'm just not cut out for it.

So can I have my money back, please?

What was that?

It's probably just crying.

Land Rover's not here.

Come on, you two, in.

I beg your pardon? Is Ronnie in? If you're referring to Mr... Oh, it was my

important meeting.

Hello, Ronnie. Remember me?

Take it armstrong.

My.

You're a far cry from Filey, aren't you?

Don't mention Filey.

Why ever not?

They were good days.

They were not, and my doctor says it's best for me not to dwell on unpleasant

events. Well, it weren't my fault you were struck off.

I was never struck off.

Retrimanded, then, whatever you like to call it.

Anyway, it hasn't done you much harm, has it?

Not on the outside, no.

Oh, don't talk so weak.

That's not the Ronnie Smethers I used to know.

The Ronnie Smethers you used to know is a sadder and wiser man.

Now, what do you want?

Just a little favour.

You're back earlier than I expected.

How was it?

Don't ask. Oh, that good, eh?

I'll put it this way, Oscar.

Half the time I didn't even know what they were talking about. When I did, I

thought it was a load of rubbish.

I did warn you.

Yeah, I suppose you were right.

I do belong here.

A man was knocked over while you were being chased last night.

Didn't you see him?

We weren't driving. We were in the back.

We didn't see anything.

Who was driving?

Who was driving?

Craig. Craig who?

I'm not graphing on him. Where's the Land Rover?

I don't know.

You've got no reason to keep us here. If you're going to charge us, charge us

and let us go.

We've got 24 hours.

The clock's just started ticking.

Now we'll talk to your friend.

Well, they're obviously frightened of this, Craig.

Unless we can find him or the Land Rover, there's nothing we can do.

Time's not exactly on our side.

Brian Parker.

What can we do for you?

We were just wondering over at the Ashfordly Gazette if you'd like to

the story that the officer in charge of this station ran over an elderly man

last night. We never comment on an ongoing investigation.

So there is an investigation.

And you can confirm that Sergeant Miller is involved?

I can't confirm anything.

You can get hold of headquarters if you like, but I doubt they'll give you

anything either.

Oh, we'll just have to do lots of coverage then.

Goodbye, officers.

There's no evidence that Miller hit her.

Well, there's no evidence that he didn't.

I know one of us is going to have to stake out that barn.

I've got a better idea. Jeff, do you fancy doing a spot of overtime?

Gina, I work in the snug, asking after you.

Oh, who is it?

I didn't ask his name. He's not my type.

You forgot this.

Thank. But I won't be needing it any more.

How did you find me? I asked reception.

And they said you want to leave the course.

And I don't think you should.

Why?

Because I think you'd get something out of it. Well, I didn't today.

In fact, I just didn't get it at all.

Well, some of these are very promising.

Don't patronise me.

I'm not.

This one, look at it.

Tree by a river.

It's not a very good tree.

No, it's not.

It's diabolical. But that's not the point.

It's where you've placed it.

Because it's here, it brings meaning and shape to the whole of the picture.

That's not by accident.

You saw it right.

I didn't mean to.

So it's talent.

Why don't you come back?

Give it another go.

I don't know, but I'll buy you a drink.

Half a bitter.

I thought you'd be more of a martini man.

Then you haven't seen me right yet.

Have you made your mind up yet?

I still don't know.

You know how someone described poetry?

As language charged to the utmost with meaning.

Now, anyone can paint, but to get a picture charged to the utmost with

that's art.

It's not about what you see, it's about how you feel.

So why don't you come by tomorrow, try again, bring something you want to draw,

something small.

Okay.

Okay. Now, would you mind leaving me pub before I lose me licence?

Drinking up time was over ages ago.

Good night, Gina.

Night.

Oh!

This is a letter from my solicitor.

As a landowner, you have a responsibility to the general public.

You were trespassing. Be that as it may, we intend to seek extensive damages for

injuries sustained.

I've never heard such bunkum in all my life.

Unless, of course, you wish to settle out of court.

I'd be damned if I would.

I see.

So that's the crack, is it?

That, as you so pithily put it, is the crack.

Now get off my land!

Oh, oh, oh, Miss Hood.

You sure nobody showed up? That way you were sleeping or anything?

No, I didn't sleep a wink.

Not with all those dead animals hanging about.

I should have a nice cup of tea, lad, and then clear off home.

Back to square one.

Eddie Thomas died last night.

Where's Craig?

The man who was knocked over died last night.

So you're looking at more than just illegal pursuit of game.

We'll be charging someone with causing death by dangerous driving.

I said I wasn't driving.

I never said you were.

But if you remain silent, we will be charging you with assisting an offender.

Look, it's a bit more serious than a few dead rabbits now. Can you understand?

He went to Manchester.

Manchester.

He's got a contact there.

Spreads the meat around the local butchers and gives us our share.

He's coming back today.

Do you honestly mean to tell me she's got a case?

Oh, for pity's sake, Nigel, no wonder this country's going to the dogs.

I have no intention of settling out of court. You give them an inch, they'll

take a mile.

No, I intend to stand my ground.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Is that really how you see it?

Andy. Come on.

Craig Harker, I presume.

All right. You're under arrest.

You don't have to say anything.

But anything you do say may be taken down and given in evidence.

What's the charge?

Trespassing in pursuit of gain.

You don't like that one, do you? What about death by dangerous driving?

Rob, I need to look at this.

Hang on.

Yeah, it could be blood.

Better get forensics to have a look at it. I didn't kill anyone.

When? Where?

The night before last.

You were being chased by a police car.

A man seems to have got in the way.

I'm not having you pin that on me.

It were a car riot, not a man.

I didn't cause no death.

That's paint, not blood.

All right, tell us about the car.

Some sort of sports car.

I don't know what make...

Soft top, coming the other way, and I barely clipped it.

Sarge.

I'm afraid there's something rather unfortunate in the local paper.

I suppose I should have expected something like this.

Well, you can't blame yourself either. We don't really know what happened on

that road.

What happened, Alf, is that a man died.

And all for a handful of poultry remits.

Now you've got it.

Is that all you're going to say?

That's all there is to say.

The rest is in there.

Top her up, would you please, David?

Actually, David, I was hoping to see you.

Thought you might be able to talk some sense into that aunt of yours.

She hasn't a cat in hell's chance of winning this case. You do know that,

you? You know, Lord Ashley, this has got nothing to do with me, really.

I dare say that you can tell her from me that if she has the temerity to pursue

this ludicrous action, I'll fight her all the way.

OK.

There was a car coming the other way.

I swerved to avoid it, but it must have been a mile or so before the accident.

Well, there's no turnings off that road, so it must have passed Eddie Thomas.

Or hit him.

We don't know that. But it puts another vehicle on that stretch of road at that

time of night.

The car's got to be out there somewhere.

Gina! Look, how do you feel now?

Great. Well, now I feel worn out, to be honest with you.

I meant about the course.

Oh, yeah. I think I'll stick at it a bit longer.

As long as it doesn't leave me feeling permanently knackered.

Well, that's because you drew something with real emotion.

If you put a lot of yourself into your work, it takes a lot out of it.

But it's worth it.

I'm beginning to see what you mean.

Do you mind if I ask you about that toy?

No, I don't mind.

It was Daniel.

I had a little boy. He died.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

These things happen.

It's not only Daniel that's made me feel like this.

I suppose it's never just the one thing. It's everything together.

But I think you've cracked it.

Well, if you can tell so much about me from your drawings, when am I going to

see some more of yours?

Er, tomorrow.

In York.

I'll pick you up at four.

OK.

Hurrah. Rosie.

Hiya, Rob.

Been waiting for petrol?

David shoved off somewhere with Peggy, I'm afraid.

No, just doing the rounds of local garages. Looking for a red sports car.

Oh, erm...

Do you know the make?

No, but it would have been brought in yesterday.

Damage caused by impact at high speed.

Yeah, right.

It was brought in yesterday morning.

Do you know who by?

Er, a chap called Bryce.

Got an address?

Yeah, should have somewhere.

Come on through.

Would you like one of me actually down the hole?

Presumably you'd have trouble getting down there now, wouldn't you?

Well, quite right.

David, did you...

What's Lord Ashfordly's reaction been so far?

Same as all the ruling classes.

Arrogant. You see, this is a class struggle, then.

Definitely. Today, Ashfordly Woods.

Tomorrow, the Bastille.

What? It's a prison, David.

We're going to fight for our rights and storm it.

What about the law?

The law is an ass, according to Shakespeare.

And for once, I agree with him.

If you could just point down the hole and look a bit more miserable.

That's lovely.

Oh, Peggy.

I don't know where to go for prison.

Mr. Bright.

Yes. Is that your car?

It is indeed.

Very nice.

I gather you had an accident recently.

No.

Oh, but you just had repairs done at Scripps Garage.

Oh, that.

It was nothing serious. Just clipped a gate post. One of those things. A gate

post.

Were you on the Eltering Road at all last Sunday evening?

No. Are you sure about that? Positive.

I was at a business dinner, as plenty of people can tell you.

But I read about your sergeant's accident in the paper.

After business.

How did you get on? Well, I found a car.

Rosalie Cartwright patched it up a couple of days ago. Belongs to a chap

Bryce.

Tony Bryce?

Yeah, that's the one.

Big charity fundraiser.

What did he have to say for himself?

He was at a business society dinner all evening with Oscar Blaketon.

That's that, then.

What do they say?

A window opens somewhere and a door slams in your face?

Why don't I go to the pub anyway? Check his story out, Bosco.

Any port in the storm, I suppose.

Don't forget that Rankin's giving me my formal interview this afternoon.

I like all the paperwork up to date.

Already in hand, Sarge?

I hope so, Walker.

I certainly hope so.

Oscar!

Had a chance to think over what we were talking about? Well, yes, I have, as a

matter of fact. Why don't you come in, have a drink, and tell me a bit more

about what you've got in mind? Why not? I'm not in the office today, so we may

as well have a snifter.

Come on.

Cards on the table, Oscar.

Johnny Amory's asked me to find some of these pubs we were talking about.

They'll pay you more than you ever dreamed of, and I get a decent

well.

That sounds a very interesting proposition.

The point is, I can cut you in on the business, too.

I mean, you'll be well looked after selling this place, but if you want to

in with me, then we'll make a fortune.

Pool our contacts and local knowledge.

Well, it was as good an opportunity as you say.

It's a once -in -a -lifetime opportunity, you know.

In any case, you'll be living comfortably, but why not live in luxury?

I mean, do you really want to spend the rest of your life on the wrong side of a

bar?

Your picture's in the paper!

Hey!

Thanks, Uncle Bob!

Hey!

Oh,

that could do it.

Oh, Rob.

Bit early in the day for you.

Strictly business, Oscar.

Saw a friend of yours yesterday, Sonny Bright.

Oh, aye.

Apparently you were at some do together the other night.

Yeah, that's right.

Why are you interested in England?

Well, a red sports car was seen in the area when Eddie Thomas was knocked over,

and Bryce's car was put in for repairs the next day.

Well, I thought Millard was responsible for that.

It's one possibility, but we're falling off of the leads.

Well, Tony was definitely at the do with me.

And you were with him all evening?

Well, if you want to be exact, no.

We met before dinner, had a couple of drinks afterwards.

You don't know who's actually at the meal.

I suppose not. It was one of those four -complete jobs. You know, help yourself

to the buffet and find somewhere to sit.

But it doesn't make sense, does it?

Why would he leave the function and come back again?

It does seem a bit odd.

But even odder that he picked you as an alibi, rather than someone he ate with.

Do you know what he's doing today?

Ah, he had a day off.

Probably at home.

I should look.

To whom am I speaking, please?

What sort of photographs?

Mrs Bright. Yes?

Can I have a word with your husband, please?

I'm afraid not. He's at work.

Oh, really?

I understood that he was taking a day off.

He said that, did he?

Yeah, he did.

Mrs Bright?

Then he's probably with that trollop.

And that would be...? He spends all his time and money on some fancy woman. He

thinks I don't know that he's ever so clever.

Do you know who she is?

Oh, yes. Lived in Elchering near the High Street.

Peach -coloured curtains, I ask you.

Thank you.

She can't be more than 25.

When you find him, tell him he's the fool, not me.

Wow. You didn't tell me it was an exhibition.

Just my life's work.

There's someone I want you to meet.

Vic?

Is that who I think he is?

David, thanks for coming. Hello, Jack.

I'd like to introduce you to a student of mine, Gina Ward.

Gina, this is David Hockney. Hiya. Hello.

Me auntie Jean lives two doors up from your nan in Bradford. Is that right?

How's her arthritis?

Sad.

They're here.

Thank you.

Sergeant Miller, this is Sergeant Hedges and Assistant Chief Constable Caldicott

is here to observe proceedings.

Shall we go into my office?

I think under the circumstances that the interview room is probably more

appropriate.

Then follow me.

We'll see Sergeant Miller along, thank you. Well, as local police federation

rep, I think I should be allowed to observe proceedings under the

Very well.

I'll deal with this.

What do you want?

When we spoke yesterday, Mr. Bryce, you told me you hadn't been on the road

between Eltring and Aidensfield three nights ago.

That's right.

As you know, there was a serious accident on the road that night, and a

subsequently died. Yes, I have read the papers.

The day after the accident, you had a front wing of your car replaced after

hitting a gate post, you said.

What of it?

We've had the old wing taken away for forensic examination.

I also have to say that Oscar Blaketon, while he saw you at the start and the

end of the function you were attending, doesn't recall seeing you during the

course of the evening.

Does anyone else?

Someone you were sat with, perhaps?

We may also have to have a word with your friend here, see what she was doing

that night.

Now, why don't you save us all a lot of time?

Was he... So important to catch these porches.

I thought so at the time, yes.

We'd had a considerable number of complaints about them.

So you were fired up, then?

Adrenaline pumping?

I did what I perceived to be my duty.

You've got to admit to travelling along unlit country lanes at speeds of around

50 miles an hour.

I do, yes.

That's not uncommon when in pursuit of a suspect.

It depends on the circumstances, PC Bellamy.

Given the public interest in this case... We will have to reconsider our

decision not to suspend you during the investigation.

Hang on, are you saying that because of the press or the evidence?

No, I'm saying it for neither reason.

Sarge, can I have a word?

Is it important?

I think so.

We have a confession from the man who ran over Eddie Thomas.

Gina? Sorry, I was miles away.

Someone nice, I hope.

In another world.

Still, I'm here now.

Glad to be back?

I don't know, really.

What am I going to do with you again?

Next class is Tuesday, isn't it?

You know what I meant.

Look, I might be confused, but I've made one decision.

What's that?

I want the best of both worlds.

Thanks for a lovely night.

But I suspect Tony Bryce won't be keen enough to buy you another drink, eh,

Arthur? Well, on reflection, that's not a bad thing. I was already having second

thoughts about going into business with him. Well, he's confessed to everything.

Looks like Millie's off the hook.

Ah, well, I'm glad.

It's not nice to hear a police officer pilloried in the press.

Even if it is Sergeant Mitt.

Speak of the devil.

Walker? Bellamy?

I'd like a word.

I think it's about time I bought you two a load of drink.

Mr. Landron.

Evening, Your Lordship.

Thought better of rejecting our generous settlement offer, have you?

Well, buy us a round and we'll talk about it. I can assure you, Mrs.

there is absolutely nothing to talk about.

Particularly, in light of these photographs taken earlier this morning,

indicate that a remarkable recovery has taken place.

You're right.

It's a miracle.

I can walk.

How did it go?

It was good, yeah.

Good? We want more than that. How good? Very good.

I think it went very, very good.

It is irresistibly attractive watching two teams of policemen kicking each

for bits.

the others in the village have been burgled.

And the police house as well.

Ingenious to the point of genius, you might say.