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

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

It was lovely all night.

I've been fidgeting with my family.

Only two left.

Sure he knows how to word, I think.

He was very keen to have a go.

I can see why.

I'll introduce you if you want.

You know Miss Ashfordly? Oh, yeah, back when she was playing all down the hill.

We were best friends. I have to pay to see you.

Didn't get much of a look in then, either.

We were supposed to be engaged.

Can't just dump me.

Ellis, I'll come and see you later.

All right, let's go. Have you tried the tombola?

I'll be a bit to take her, Miss Ashfordly.

Only two bombs.

Not stepping.

Another nice big smile, please.

I got love in my throat when I saw it coming down to y 'all.

I got the wiggles in my knees when she looked at me in sweet smile.

There she is again.

Oh, Mr Fowles.

I bought you dinner for you.

And there, there's your paper.

Oh, uh, Aunt Peggy says have you got any tips for us for the racing this week?

Are you expecting trouble?

Sorry, I reckon I couldn't handle this one, Phil.

If you're lucky.

Oh, you're all the same.

Well, go on, then. Go and have your picture taken.

Laura.

Just say that. What are you doing here? Looking for you.

You left your revision notes at school.

Oh, thanks.

Your first paper's in three weeks. I know.

Big sister's supposed to be giving me a lift to the library.

But it looks like you've got more important things to do.

So degraded.

Are you going to do something about it?

If not, I'll give you a lift.

Go on.

There you go.

A rose between two thorns.

Ah. Well, it's good of you, at least.

You should hang on to that. It'll be worth a bob or two when she's Miss

Oh, is that the plan?

Yeah, Miss Yorkshire this weekend, then Miss UK and then Miss World Finals next

year. Fingers crossed.

I reckon I'm sorry about Ellis making a fuss.

He did seem upset.

Well, if I'm serious about Miss Yorkshire, I can't have a boyfriend.

Unless he's a footballer with an E -type.

No, it's the rules.

What was that?

What happened? He just went half. He knocked me over.

Oh, come on.

Let's get going.

Oh, my car!

Stay back. There's nothing you can do.

Hey, that's what I like to see.

Nice, clean plate.

He's just having a bit of a nap.

Yeah, talking of naps, did you ask him about the GGs?

Oh, yeah, I did, but, you know, to be honest, he's not quite with it today.

Even so, he knows more about horses than Lester Piggott and the Queen Mum put

together.

How are you, love?

Oh, I know.

Anyway, me and our David was just chatting about what to back on the

What do you think?

The Lincoln!

Westport lad.

And five pounds on it.

Westport lad?

Westport lad?

That's fifty to one, are you sure?

Never mind.

Are you going to put money on it? No, I'm not.

It's a mug game, backing outside.

No, no.

Again? Well, that's what neighbours are for.

Mind you.

He ought to be in hospital.

You try telling him that. Come on, lad.

You know, if there's anything I can do... No, not really.

Stolen? What do you mean, stolen? I only left it for a moment and it were gone.

You're supposed to be nicking villains, not encouraging them.

Yes, Sergeant.

When was the last time you made an arrest?

I'm not sure.

It must be over a month ago.

Has all crime in Ashfordly suddenly stopped?

No, Sergeant.

You owe me some arrests.

Preferably by starting with a clown who nicked your bike.

Like starting fires, do you?

What are you on about?

Dinah Hill's car caught fire.

Was she all right?

Yes, but the car's a writer.

I should phone her.

Well, hold on.

Did you see anyone after you left the village hall?

No. Everyone was inside gawping at Diana.

And what did you do?

I came back here to help me dad.

I'll check up on that.

You seem very angry with Diana.

Yeah, I was.

Look, it wasn't me.

And there's people out there who really got it in for her.

What do you mean?

You ask her.

She wouldn't tell me.

But something's scared her.

Something's really scared her.

I've got to make an arrest.

I heard.

What do I do?

Well, it's not hard if you put your mind to it.

I mean, I served with this Bobby once. He knew the road traffic laws inside

He called him Gravel Knees.

He was always down on all fours checking for dodgy exhausts. I could try that.

I wouldn't advise it. Some bright spark reversed over him.

But there's no shortage of laws to break.

Hiya. Hi.

John must pack it out every day, never near his head.

Oh, Mum likes it like that. You know, quiet.

Mind if I come in?

Er, no.

OK, don't upset me, Mum.

What's going on?

I'm here about Diana's car, Mrs Hill.

I don't know why she needed it in the first place, Mum.

Elliot told me that's the one that's been threatening you.

No.

He's the only one that threatens her.

What do you mean?

Well, he must have done it.

Who else would be so stupid?

You don't know that.

I saw him.

Where was this?

Miss Wainwright, my teacher.

She gave me a lift back from the village hall.

I was fed up of waiting for Miss Ashfordly.

Go on.

Alice is walking back that way.

Laura, love, would you give me a hand upstairs?

Mum, I'm talking.

Go on.

It's your turn.

Gina Ward's in hospital.

She could have been seriously injured.

Are you sure there's nothing else you can tell me?

Look. Alice must have got confused.

Maybe I said something about the other girls being jealous. I don't know.

I didn't mean it.

Why would anyone want to hurt me?

How are you?

Well, I won't be pulling pints tonight, that's for sure. And my coat's ruined.

Well, here, give me that.

Would you and your coat like a lift home?

I was going to get a taxi.

Oh, well, if you'd prefer.

Give over. Of course I wouldn't.

Then you carried your weight.

Have you been listening to the wireless?

Westport lad won the Lincoln.

Old Dan had a fiver on it at 50 to 1.

I'll come in handy. Not if he can't get to the bookies, it won't.

I think we should offer our services.

Evening. Hi, Rob.

Good day?

Very.

Dan Fowler's a lot worse.

My fiancée's coming to visit soon. They've been trying to get her house

out. How about you?

Oh, trying to get to the bottom of this car fire.

I was with Diana's mum this afternoon. She told me.

She didn't mention anything about anyone threatening Diana.

No, why would anyone want to threaten her?

She's a real goody two -shoes.

And very pretty.

Oh, you noticed.

Sometimes that means boyfriend trouble.

People jealous of her.

I haven't heard anything.

Mind you, in this village, braiding around in a swimsuit is asking for

It's just a bit of fun, isn't it? If you're very shallow.

Or a bloke. Comes to much the same thing, doesn't it?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

I haven't seen you in ages. Not to talk to, anyway.

How about a drink one night?

You know me, I never turn away customers.

Right. I'll see you then. See you.

Phil?

Is Oscar watching?

Yes. Right, I'd better get back in.

Rosie, you were right about that car. A forensic state was set on fire

deliberately. Who'd do that to Diana?

I was hoping you could tell me. She's not said anything?

No, nothing.

What about the family?

Well, there's only her and Laura.

You never see them, Mum.

I call her the Invincible Woman.

And the dad?

As far as I know, he died years back.

I've got a feeling that Diana isn't telling me something.

Could you have a word with her?

Well, I can try.

I'll be grateful.

She could be in real danger.

Oh, hello, Peggy.

David.

I'm afraid there's some bad news.

Dan died last night.

I was there with him. He just slipped away.

Oh, I am sorry.

The doctor's been, and Bernie's going to arrange a funeral.

I'm sorry.

My name's Kath Wainwright and I'm part of a women's group.

W -I or Mother's Union?

How can I help you, Miss Wainwright?

We're organising a demo against the beauty contest.

And we'll do everything we can within the law to stop it taking place.

So long as it is within the law, there should be no problem.

How many are you expecting?

We've got coaches coming from York, Leeds and Hull.

A lot of us feel very strongly about this.

I don't blame you.

I wouldn't let my daughters do it.

I realise that it's a criminal offence to allow the discharge of offensive

matter onto the highway.

It's only a bit of water.

I do this all the time. Oh, so there are previous offences to take into

consideration.

I'll have to report this.

Don't be so daft. You can't do that. I can.

It's the law.

Diana, what's going on?

What do you mean?

You know something about what happened to your car?

No. I know you do.

You've been acting out for weeks.

All this stuff with Ellis.

That's not you.

I just want to help you.

I don't know.

Look, if I tell you, I don't want anyone else knowing.

All right.

I've been getting these letters.

Letters?

You're telling me not to take part in the Miss Yorkshire finals.

It's all I've got the floor to read, you know.

I've got women's rights and that.

And are they threatening you?

It's all hot air. They don't mean it.

Well, then you've got to go to the police.

I can't. Why not?

Everyone's trying to stop me.

Mum, Ellie, Steve and Laura.

Especially her.

If they find out about the letters, they'll never let me do it.

Well, maybe they're right.

If someone's bothered enough, they'd set fire to your car.

You know what Mum's like.

She'll flip.

No, I can't go to the police.

Well, then let me show them to Rob.

I'll explain for you.

It doesn't seem right.

What? That £250 going uncollected.

It doesn't seem right us bringing it here either.

Oh, give over.

Old Dan'll be rolling in his grave if he thinks that bucky's hanging on to his

winnings. He's not in his grave yet, is he?

Shut up and look for that slip.

My name's Perkins of Perkins and Strange, executor to the late Mr Fowles.

Oh, yes, we've met before.

Mrs Armstrong, neighbour and close friend of the late Mr Fowles.

I'm David.

May I ask you what you're doing here?

Well, I used to give old Danny's meals and I've...

Come to collect my crockery.

Well, if I find any, then I will expedite its return.

Now, if you would please vacate the property.

Look, we were his friends. We looked after him. I don't wish to call the

Come on, David.

We know when we're not wanted.

Not always.

The child's been getting these elastics.

Some of them are really horrible.

Grandma? Yeah.

And she keeps going on being a beauty queen.

Any chance Ellis could have sent me?

He can hardly write his name.

He might have lost his temper and set fire to the car, but not this.

He's got an alibi for the car.

His dad said he was back at work.

Charming. Well, can you do anything?

I hope so.

It was pretty stupid of her not to show me these.

She's dead worried her mum will find out and it'll upset her.

And she's scared too.

Well, I can see why.

I'm going to pass these over to CID.

My filling in whoever's written these.

It means what they say.

You're supposed to be looking after yourself.

Don't fret, Oscar.

Hi, Jeff.

What's up?

The kegs are blocking the road.

Yeah, well, that's the idea. Did the brewery van come unload?

Do you realise that blocking the free passage of the highway is an offence

Section 78 of the 1835 Highway Act? Don't you start lecturing me about the

Sonny. I won't.

But I'll have to report this.

Don't be ridiculous.

Leave it to me, Oscar.

I'll talk to Phil, you'll have a word with him.

Shouldn't I be having a word with you about our Bellamy?

There's nothing to say.

You've been down this road before, Gina.

Yes, I know. And it's not the sort of mistake I want to make twice.

Right?

What's all this about you and Gina?

Or what?

Snogging outside the pub?

We were not snogging.

And anyway, we're not interested in any of that. Oh, yeah?

Yes. Come on, face it, Rob.

We've learnt our lesson, and some things are not meant to be.

Just the man I want to see.

DS Dawson from Division is taking over the Beauty Queen case. Oh, yeah, I spoke

to her about it.

I think that Diane Hill's been picked on by some women's libbers.

I thought they burned bras, not cars.

But there is a group who want to stop the beauty contest.

One of them's been here.

Does DS Dawson know about that? Why don't you tell her? I'll give you the

details.

Don't mention it.

Right.

Open up.

Come on, it's a plea.

You think this woman knows something about the letters?

She's head of the committee that's organising the protests.

Why is she targeting Diana and none of the other contestants?

That's the point. She teaches Diana's sister, and they were both near the hall

when the fire was started.

Well, she'll probably say you were too.

Look, I know she's got a point of view, and you'll probably agree.

Why do you say that?

There's an argument against beauty contests.

There's an argument against posh women telling girls like Diana how to lead

their lives.

Gets right up my nose.

Have we got any actual evidence?

Not as such.

Then we're not likely to get much out of Miss Wainwright, are we?

You want to talk to me?

Kath Wainwright?

Yes. I'm DS Dawson. Come this way. Thank you.

There must be some way we can get hold of that betting slip.

Think.

You know, Dan always used to wear that old jacket.

Well, do you think it might be in that?

Oh, yeah, it's just that when he told us about the slip, he sort of patted him.

You're right!

I'm going to buy you a pint for that.

All right.

As soon as we collect on them winnings.

Junker!

Have you taken leave of your senses?

That woman in there is 80 years old if she's a day.

She was broken the 1847 Town Clauses Act by affixing a plant pot to an upper

window ledge.

You can't arrest her for that.

She refused to give a name and said, and I quote,

hit my bottom.

Her name is Lisby Bottom and she's as deaf as a post.

Now get her out of here.

Sergeant, could you cast your eye over these when you get a moment, please?

I think the magistrates could have a busy week.

Is that Mr Fowles in there, then?

Aye, that's right.

Nothing fancy, just made sure he got a decent casket.

I should ask you about that. That old jacket that he always wore.

He still is.

Wearing it, that is. And it seems right. I mean, it was always part of him,

wasn't it?

Yeah. He would take it with him to his grave.

Crematorium, at least.

Yeah. It's our afternoon, isn't it? The funeral.

That's right.

He's planning on going.

Oh, come on, don't take it so hard. He's had a good innings.

No, no, this way, Mrs Botham.

Younger!

Do you expect me to sanction summonses for beating a carpet before 8am?

gambling in a public library, riding a horse on a public footpath and flying a

flaming kite?

It's the law, Sergeant. No, it's not. It's a waste of time.

Now, you get out there and you do some real policing. And if you haven't made a

proper arrest by tomorrow evening, I've a good mind to authorise all of these

and make you the most unpopular copper in Yorkshire.

Judge, there's been another attack on the beauty queen lass in her home this

time. Does Walker know? He's on his way.

What happened?

I came to check on Stella and found her lying on the floor.

She said someone hit her.

How is she?

In shock.

She's got an afty cut.

You found an ambulance?

She won't go to hospital.

I've spent most of the last six months there with the parking booth.

Stella, PC Walker's here. He'd just like to ask you a few questions.

Can you tell me what happened, Mrs Hill?

I don't know.

I dozed off and I thought I heard someone.

And this person hit you?

More like pushed me down.

I half turned round and the next thing I knew I was lying on the floor.

Was it a man or a woman?

I couldn't say.

Maybe a woman.

There was just something... I don't know.

I'm sorry I'm no use at all.

You should get some rest, Ella.

It's Diana I'm worried about.

Then what's going on?

Why are they picking on me?

Well, that's the question, isn't it?

Someone obviously doesn't want you to take part in that contest.

Chances are you're in real danger. Your family, too.

Well, I'm not giving up.

I'd rather die.

You don't mean that.

You don't know me.

I'm not clever like our Laura.

But I can do this. It's my one thing.

Think about it.

You're like everyone. You think I'm being stupid.

No. No.

But you are taking a risk.

Please.

I'll do what I can to get you there tomorrow.

Thank you.

Now I'll have to get land of address.

Oh, I've heard a lot more to get a tripod out of this place.

What do you reckon we'll do?

We'll have to.

Watch out sooner.

Watch after lunch.

I don't think I can bring myself to go.

I mean, seeing 250 quid go up in smoke.

The worst things happen at the sea.

What did you say?

So, a lot of bad things happen at sea.

Like storms and icebergs.

Jellyfish. Now, why didn't I think of that before?

It was quite obvious, really.

Now, where did I put that number for the Army and Navy surplus straws?

Oh, thank you, mate. Cheers.

Come on, girl. Take it easy. Join the group.

Thank you.

Well, I'll say one thing for them.

They're a lot better looking than football hooligans.

What do you reckon the chances are?

Do women's lovers date coppers?

No. The chances of making an arrest.

Well, there's some big lasses.

You look a bit too well behaved to me.

No, I did with a legal power proxy.

an invite.

No.

The port seems fairly quiet.

Been as good as gold so far, Sarge.

There's nobody watching the fire doors round the back.

I'll go.

And he said that when he finally went to meet his maker, he wanted to go all

ship -shape and Bristol fashion.

You didn't know Dan was in the Navy?

Oh, he was always talking about it, wasn't he, David?

Was he?

Well, he was to me.

And he said that when he went, he wanted to go in his navy jacket.

So, can you do a swap?

Why couldn't you come in earlier? I've just screwed the lid down.

All right, I'll do it later if I've got time.

in alphabetical order, Miss Ashfordly.

Miss Bentley.

Miss Elton. Miss Morton.

so to be sure ladies and gentlemen ladies and gentlemen

Oh, uh, Mr. Scripps, did you get a chance to... Is this you asking her own

mother Armstrong?

Well, it's her more than me, I suppose.

I hope this isn't one of her schemes.

Well, in a way, I suppose, but it is what Mr.

Fowles would have wanted.

Well, I hope so.

He's wearing the Navy jacket.

What do you do with the old one, then?

That old thing? I chucked it.

Chucked it?

Oh, Rob.

Have you seen Diana?

I've been a bit busy out here.

Well, she'd be disqualified if she doesn't get back in there quick.

You sure she's not inside?

Well, I've looked all over for her. And something else.

Have you seen these leaflets those women were handing out?

Where have you read that before?

We've got three more women in the van.

How many cells have we got left? Well, they're all full.

Who's in here?

I gave him his sandwiches.

Not ham, I trust.

Get it out of there.

Yes, Sarge.

You did arrest somebody with two legs as opposed to four.

She's not in the assembly room. She hasn't gone home.

You haven't heard anything, have you? Nothing's been reported.

What's up?

Dinah Hill's disappeared.

You'd better put out a description.

DF Dawson wants a word. She's in the interview room.

You want to get vaccine, too.

What? I'll never live it down.

Put in hospital by a bunch of girls.

There comes a time in every copper's career when he stops wanting to be a

and decides there's a lot to be said for spending the afternoon in casualty

drinking tea with nurses.

Shall I tell Miller?

Well, it's not in here.

Well, it can't. Look, the valley.

We need to find Diana

Hill. Well, why are you asking me?

You know something.

You have all along. No.

I told you.

We let loose the male chauvinist piglet and we shut off the power.

But we don't use violence.

That's what men do.

OK, we can do without the civics lesson.

Do you recognise this letter?

We sent to Diana.

How it starts.

Parading women like cattle in focal beauty contests is demeaning and

Sound familiar?

It's taken word for word from the leaflet you were handing out today.

Apart from the threats, the whole letter is. I don't understand.

That letter was sent to Diana six weeks ago.

Who'd seen the pamphlet then?

Well, I'm not sure.

I'd only just written it.

What about Laura?

All we're concerned about for now is Diana's safety.

I gave Laura a draft.

Do you think she could be behind all this? She takes things personally, any

of injustice.

But she wouldn't hurt her sister.

But she might do something to stop her taking part today.

I suppose so.

Yes. Come on, we've looked everywhere.

Tree jackets don't just vanish into thin air.

No, this one has.

We're going to be late to the funeral if we don't hurry up. If there's not much

chance of enjoying that now.

Defer, come on.

I'm Peggy!

OK, thanks, Al.

Out.

I never yet.

No, and Laura's disappeared too.

Was Laura at the demo with Alice?

Hey, Rob, can I have a word?

Oh, can it wait?

It's about this lass who's gone missing.

Right.

I'll let you know. Oh, thanks, Rob.

Look, Rob, I was told we can restrict his confidence, but I think it's

you should know.

Have you heard of Joe Lorenzo?

No.

Joe Lorenzo was hanged in London nearly 20 years ago for killing a police

inspector. What's this got to do with Diana?

Lorenzo was her father.

His wife changed her name, moved up here, but one of my mates from the mech

tipped me the wink.

So you think this has some bearing on what's going on now?

Sometimes, some things come back to haunt you.

Rob,

I've just seen Ellis' van drive past.

Well, he must know where Laura is.

Right, thanks, Oscar.

Out. Where is she?

I don't know. Don't mess me around. If you've abducted Diana, you're in serious

trouble. I can't tell you.

There are people after her, Laura said.

How did she know that?

Because she was in their group and she found out what they've got planned.

We had to save Diana.

What, and you believe that?

Laura told me she saw you near the hall when Diana's car was set on fire.

No, that's a lie.

It sounds like she tells a lot of lies. Now, where is she?

At Redhouse Farm. I just dropped them off there.

Just up the road. Show me.

Look, I, er... I care about Diana.

I was just trying to help.

We'll see about that.

He's ready now.

Oh, right, thank you.

I heard you got jumped on by hundreds of screaming women.

Yeah.

Story of my life.

But I like to keep you quiet.

Well, don't worry, your secret's safe with me.

My turn to give you a lift home.

If you're not doing anything, I've been given the afternoon off.

Oh, I can't, Phil. I promised Oscar I'd get back.

Another time, eh?

I have it tonight.

You mean a date?

I suppose I do.

Can't keep me in like this, can we?

Let me have a think about it, eh?

Where's Diana?

She's upstairs getting changed.

Okay.

Who's going to tell me what's going on here?

They brought me here.

It was for your own good.

She said those women were after me. They were going to throw acid in my face.

What women?

There aren't any.

It's been her all along.

She's jealous. She hates me. You're throwing your life away.

It's my life.

Did you write the letters?

Well done.

You took your time to work that one out.

I think you've got some explaining to do.

Sarge, did you leave your keys in your car?

I very much doubt it.

Because it's been nicked.

Shall I put out an alert?

I saw Gary Shearwood hanging about outside earlier on. Could have been him.

Do you know where he lives?

Yes, Sergeant.

We're going better, Miss Carr.

Yard round the back, sir.

Go on, then.

What?

Oh!

I'm arresting you for the theft of a motor vehicle.

You do not have to say anything, unless you wish to do so, but what you say will

be taken down in writing and may be given in evidence.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Why did you do it, Laura?

My mum's ill.

She needs someone living with her, which means me or Diana.

And I'm going to university in October.

So you thought you had to stop her winning the contest?

It was her or me.

You started by sending the letters?

I just typed them at home and then I posted them on the way to school.

And the car?

It was easy.

I poured petrol in.

I set fire to it.

Did Kath Wainwright help you?

No. You left the hall together. It was hardly any time.

It was enough.

Where did you get the petrol from?

The garage.

So David will remember selling it to you. No, it's not very bright.

No, you're not very bright.

You should have got your story straight. This is a pack of lies. No, I did it.

That's all I'm saying.

It was me.

Rob, can I have a word?

What's the idea?

I can believe she sent those letters.

Although I think she'd have been more clever about it. But the car fire and

attacking her own mother.

She's ambitious.

But is she that desperate?

Well, she started trying to convince us that it was Ellis.

Then she decided to take the blame herself.

And all along, she's been covering for someone.

And thinking about it, there's only one person who had everything to lose.

Little Hill, we've arrested Laura.

She's made a full confession.

It wasn't her.

Oh, don't. You don't have to... It doesn't matter now.

I've written you a letter about why.

Was it all you?

I sent the letters to Diana.

The typewriter's upstairs.

And setting fire to the car.

I'm sorry, love.

But I had to do something, you see.

I used the petrol can from the boot.

And poured it inside.

I knew Diana never locked it.

Mum, what are you talking about? I'm just trying to explain.

I don't want there to be anyone else blamed after... What happened to me

yesterday?

And the paint, upstairs.

There wasn't any attack.

It was all me.

But why?

How could you do that?

It's all about our dad.

You know?

Of course you do.

No flies on our Laura and her beady little eye.

When did you find out?

Remember that school trip to France you wouldn't let me go on?

Well, Miss Wainwright said she'd pay, but I needed a passport.

I found that box where you kept our birth certificates.

So you know our name isn't Hill.

It's Lorenzo.

I could change everything, but not your birth certificate.

Your Diana and Laura Lorenzo.

What's wrong with that?

Dad's a murderer.

He didn't die.

He was hanged.

Mum? I'm sorry.

You didn't need to know.

Not ever.

But if you'd won that contest...

You'd have been in the papers, wouldn't you?

And it would have come out.

It would have hurt you.

I had to stop it.

Don't you see?

Mum.

Mum. Mrs Hill.

Mrs Hill.

Has she taken leave?

It was a new bottle.

I'll get an ambulance.

I'll be here.

That's all she wanted you to say.

Why did she do it?

She was the one who had the most to lose.

No, I mean, take the pill.

If you get through this, I'll be at college for three years and then it's my

turn.

I promise.

It's my time now.

I'm sorry.

The ambulance is on its way.

I thought you weren't coming.

So did I.

I wasn't sure.

Well, I'm glad you did.

Oh, there.

Clean.

Phil! Where did you find this?

Sorry, in the shop window. It's the same as your other one, isn't it? Yeah.

It's exactly the same.

It's the right size.

Well, the lady in the shop thought it might be a bit on the small side for me.

I think she thought I was a bit, you know...

What's

up?

Nothing.

It's just, no -one makes me laugh like you do.

No -one else would have done this for me.

No -one in the world.

Well, when you love someone...

Large note, thank you.

I can't pay out on this.

Well, if they're in black and white, Westport lad, the Lincoln, he won.

This year he did.

Last year, he didn't finish.

No, no, I didn't come here for a history lesson.

Yeah, and I don't pay out on last year's race.

Look at the dance.

Where's Gina?

Don't ask.

I wanted to tell her she won't be getting a summons.

Oh, well, in that case, I might not have to buy you.

Can I get you a drink?

I think Bernie deserves a drink.

In fact, why don't you buy everyone in the pub a drink?

Oh, dear.

Cheer up. A piece of yunga's buying us a drink.

No, I'm not in the mood.

Oh, that's all I need.

Mr Stockman.

Yeah? Perkins. Perkins and Strange.

The late Mr Fowles has made you a small bequest.

Oh. There you go.

Oh.

Tin soldiers.

Well, I understand that Mr Fowles retained an interest in the army from

in the Yorkshire Hussars.

Ah, good evening.

I thought you said Dan was in the Navy.

Can I owe you a drink?

No, no, I'll get these.

It's a very male chauvinist attitude.

I'm buying.

Do you mind if I join you? Oh, yeah, please, take my seat. Oh, no, no, I'm

standing, thanks.

Welcome to the 20th century, Rob.

They're playing for the Moncton Shield, Rosie. Whoever wins it three times on

the trot gets to keep it.

There's no place in the cricket team for a woman. Go on, Rosie!

And I've got a message for the officer in charge. You can tell him he'll get PC

Walker back as soon as he lets my brother go.