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

Artie, why does a love kiss pain my memory?

We got to get together sooner or later

because the revolution's here.

Let's get closer.

Is everything all right?

Yep.

Doesn't look good.

So you're with the branch, are you?

Yes. And we most definitely want to be involved.

Great. Sounds like you're just the man.

So when shall we meet?

How about tonight?

When approaching a road junction, what is the correct procedure?

Oh, there's a slow down and change down. David, I was asking Jeff.

Stop, look and listen.

That pedestrian's a dope, give it me.

Right, what does this road sign mean?

Hey, a little clue for you. It's nothing to do with ladies' underwear.

Two bridges close together.

Dear, oh, dear.

When is this kept?

Next week.

You wouldn't like to take me out for a few driving lessons? No, I wouldn't.

Evening.

Hi, there.

What can I get you? Half a bitter, please.

Coming up.

Lovely day.

Have you come far?

Nottingham. Nottingham?

Iron holiday?

Just camping.

Oh, lovely.

Where about?

Up on the moors.

Near some old airfield.

Oh, aye, Toddworth.

That's right.

Is it still in use, by the way?

Hasn't been used since the war.

Oh, well, there were some people up there today.

Oh, yes, well, they come up and check the fences every now and again.

The RAF. Yeah, it's called mothballing, you know, keep it tidy.

Thanks.

A lovely laugh.

No, no, Oscar.

She certainly is.

Yeah, but...

Unfortunately unavailable.

As they always are.

Well, it doesn't bother me.

I'm not interested anymore, am I?

So where did you hear it from?

London. Eyes and ears in all the right places.

I can't believe it. The US Air Force here?

Under cover of the RAF, of course.

Hoping we won't notice.

Absolutely outrageous.

Happens all the time, Pete.

Look at those bases in Norfolk.

The government never told anyone.

Just did it by itself.

They're not going to do it here.

Not in this neck of the woods. Absolutely not.

So how can I help?

Planet of the Apes is on at the Odeon.

I was wondering if you'd like to go and see it.

Tomorrow night, I thought.

Hi. Hello again.

Oh,

this is Fergus, our new vet.

He was up at the farm yesterday delivering a calf. And this girl was a

I'd hire her as my assistant any day.

Well, I can definitely get in all the locals.

I see, indeed, the anti -Vietnam lot.

NUMN, you are.

Socialist workers. And we can bring in Sheffield and Leeds.

Between us, we could make it huge.

How soon?

This weekend.

The sooner, the better.

Saturday? Great.

I could get a few people up there right away. Get a bit of pre -publicity.

Get me more in for the main event.

Excellent.

You'll be here tomorrow evening.

I might be.

I hope so.

I've had a call from HQ.

It may not mean anything, but we'd better take notice.

Possible troublemakers at Toddworth Airfield this weekend.

Toddworth? Some sort of protest.

Word is there's a big demonstration planned.

There's nothing there. Hasn't been since 1948.

That's as may be, but our orders are to keep an eye open. That's what we can do.

Walker, will you get over there now? Check they've got adequate security in

place.

That's CND over at Barley. That's a few times.

Never any protest at Toddler. What's all that about, you reckon?

Vietnam.

Vietnam's got nothing to do with Toddler. Well, unless the Americans are

to use it.

Well, I hope not. We shouldn't be supporting the war in any way, shape or

I don't care what your dad says, Jeff. I think it's all wrong.

I'll leave you to your political debate.

The Yanks shouldn't have gone in there in the first place, poking their noses

around, causing mayhem.

What do you think, Alf?

I think you should put away your highway code and get out your crime.

Not

you

again. Can't keep away.

Fill her up, will you?

What do you know the real reason for calling?

The pen?

To ask you out tonight.

I was going to ask you yesterday, but I went all shy.

So, what do you say?

I might be washing my hair.

Do we detect romance in the air, young David?

Not at all.

No idea.

Delta Alpha 2 -4 to Control, over.

Control receiving, go ahead Rob, over.

Yeah, I'm at Todworth, Alf.

Never mind about Saturday, looks like things are happening already.

You'd better tell Sergeant, gonna need some backup.

There you are, you must be keen.

Rosemary, your admirer's back.

Have you seen a snake?

A what?

A snake.

No. It was in that box, but when I got to the zoo it had gone.

Must have got out when I stopped for petrol.

What sort of snake?

A cobra.

It must have pushed up the lid and escaped through the back of the... Hang

minute. Are you telling us there's a cobra loose in this carriage?

Well, at least he's small.

This is just the start, apparently.

There'll be hundreds by Saturday.

That's all we need.

Oh no.

Boy, that is a cobra light then. Six foot long and deadly.

How deadly?

One bite and you've had it. The venom paralyses the muscles. You can't

your heart stops, and without treatment, you die.

I'm phoning the police.

All right, folks, move along now. It is illegal to block a public highway.

Vietnam's illegal, mister.

Not us.

Dropping bombs on civilians, napalming children, Agent Orange.

I can't speak. Greg, I'm still... What have you done?

Move along now, please.

Now, please.

Come on, folks, do as he says.

We've saved an awful lot of time. We don't want to save time. We want to stop

the bait. Stop the bait!

Stop the bait!

Stop the bait!

Stop the bait!

Stop the bait! Stop the bait! Stop the bait!

Isn't that that girl from the pub?

Holiday maker, my foot.

Still pretty, though.

All right, open up.

Come on, move aside, please. Let the ploy through.

All right.

Come on, move aside.

Excuse me, Sergeant Miller. What is it?

Well, I've just been on the radio.

Apparently there's a snake gone missing.

All right, off the road. Off the road now, please.

All right, lads, pick them up.

You as well, younger.

You can get your mind off the trivia.

It's brilliant, isn't it?

Just right for the local rag. God, just look at me. That's... That's it.

It could be anywhere.

Anywhere. Calm down, Bernie.

But you've called the police, you've closed the garage, and the vet's over

looking. And Rosie and David.

Come on, Bernie.

Put your feet up there.

Now, how's that?

Right. I'll get you a cup of tea.

Thing is, it's only got a bite you want, Oscar.

He says he'd prefer a whiskey.

I intend to turn... No.

I intend to turn left.

I intend to slow down.

All quiet now, Sarge.

Yes, I've told the guard to ring us if he gets any more trouble.

I hear you nicked one of the protesters, young girl.

Yes, Sergeant.

Well, it was Phil, really.

He's just taken her details.

Oh, it's a she, is it? Yes, Sergeant.

One of these women's libbers, I've no doubt.

Date of birth?

24th of March, 1945.

Occupation?

Oh, Dad.

Hey, you'll never catch a snake like that.

Mr. Fergus said it's a tried and tested method.

Well, I've never heard of it.

All you do is you sweep it in with your broom, stand the drum up, cover it, and

bingo. Bingo, my foot.

It won't work.

Peggy, Fergus does know.

Ah, well, so do I.

I've spent a lifetime studying creatures in the wild, and I'm telling you, it

won't work.

Right. Thanks.

So, Rosie, if we put another one over here... Not without putting down some

bait, it won't, so you're wasting your time. Look, Peggy, if you're such an

expert, why don't you come and help? Oh, I'd love to, dearie, only, um,

unfortunately, I've got an urgent appointment.

What's all this about a snake?

Oh, it's just some old cobra, Rob. But it'll be miles away by now. Grease

lightning they go like once they rouse.

A cobra?

Bye!

She's a cobra.

You've got to believe me, Dad.

I had no idea this was your patch.

No? No.

I thought you were still in York.

Well, that just goes to show how out of touch you are with your own family.

Not my fault.

I don't know, Joe.

You disappear for two whole years, then you turn up here under arrest in one of

my own prison cells.

OK. If it's so embarrassing for you, why not let me go?

And then I'll get out of your life again, which is what you want, isn't it?

Dad?

But what on earth were you doing with the snake in your car in the first

I was collecting it from this old boy.

He was going into an old folks' home and his daughter asked if I'd take it to

the zoo.

Right. Well, at least we have a previous owner. Yes, but he's no help.

He's completely gaga.

Okay.

Well, I'll phone the RSPCA, see if they've got any ideas.

Meanwhile, we'll have to warn the whole village.

I feel such a fool.

What's he doing in there?

It's been a whole hour and not a cent.

He's got to decide if he's going to charge her or not.

Alf, it's his daughter.

Not even Miller could do something like that.

Look, I think somebody should go in there.

Make sure, you know, everything's all right.

Go on, then. Not a chance, Jeff.

All right, I'll go.

I'm just a civilian.

Gina.

I know, sir.

But don't you think you've had enough?

Oh, come on. My nerves are shot to pieces.

I've never been any good with snakes, not since that dude with the tapeworm.

All right, then. But any more, you'll be falling off that stool.

Go and see if they've found it yet.

Baby, I can't. I'm on duty.

Oh, go on. Nobody's coming in here, not with a deadly snake on the loose.

All right, then.

P .C. Bellamy would like to know what you're thinking of doing about your

daughter.

It's all in hand.

Oh, so, um... I've called HQ and asked them to send another officer to deal

the case because I obviously can't.

Is that really necessary?

I mean, can't we just send her home with the ticking off?

I mean, that's what we normally do in cases like this. And she is your

Precisely. Which is why I have to play this by the book.

Thanks for the tea, Alf.

Uh, aren't you being a little hard on yourself, if you don't mind my saying

I mean, life's a funny old thing, as Mrs. Ventress and I often remark.

I mean, what a situation.

Yes.

My little Jo, the apple of my eye.

She was the first one in our family to go to university, you know.

I was so proud. Oh, I can imagine.

Then everything started to go wrong.

She got in with the wrong crowd.

That fella Greg, her so -called partner.

Ban the bomb workers, revolutionary party, all that nonsense.

She gave everything up.

Dropping out the rat race, she said. No job, nothing.

Well, I told her straight.

I had to.

I said I didn't like her opinions, nor the company she kept.

There was a big row.

She walked out.

We haven't seen her since.

Not even at Christmas.

Can't you look at her coming here as a sort of blessing in disguise?

An opportunity to mend fences.

Tell that to her, Alf, not me.

She was the one who cut herself off.

You actually saw her, didn't you, Bernie?

Yeah. You quite sure?

Yes. Going through the door. It was huge.

Horrible. Well, what about Mrs Armstrong?

Isn't she supposed to be good at this sort of thing?

Urgent appointment, so she said.

You do surprise me.

He could have imagined it, you know, Rob. He has had an awful lot to drink.

All the same, we still have to go on looking.

Rob, I'll take over from here.

Miller wants you back at the station.

Buy this.

Right, we've got two people facing possible charges.

Yes.

Your daughter, resulting a police officer.

PC Walker, resulting Gregory Parsons.

My daughter's boyfriend.

Let's see, please.

Walker's claiming that he acted in self -defence.

So I gather it's your daughter.

Two versions of events.

Either way, someone that I care about will be in trouble.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't even talk to you about this.

You do indeed, Rob.

But to me, not him.

It's all right, Walker.

DS Dawson's dealing with it.

And I'd better make a start. Can I use the interview room?

Of course.

So, according to PC Bellamy's report, as the truck moved forward, the

demonstration stopped being peaceful.

You stopped us making a legitimate protest.

We were perfectly peaceful.

I see. And if it was all so perfectly peaceful, why have you been arrested for

assaulting one of my officers?

Because one of your officers attacked us.

He was going mad.

He hit me really hard. Here, look.

And then you started on Greg.

With his truncheon?

Yeah. Hitting them on the head.

How many times?

I don't know.

I wasn't counting.

Look, none of this matters.

What matters is Vietnam.

Stopping our government... Thank you, Miss Miller. I don't want a political

lecture. I'm sure you don't.

People like you who let wars happen... That's enough!

Would you say this was an accurate picture of what you saw?

Police station's just around the corner.

Aren't you coming?

Well, it's better if it's just you.

Concerned boyfriend comes to find his girl and all that.

Like I said, Greg, I'm local.

Spoil everything if I get known by the fuzz. OK.

But if they arrested her, won't they arrest me?

With that picture in the paper, they wouldn't dare.

Especially if you ask for the complaints form.

I suppose I'd probably offer to let Joe go just to get rid of me.

And that is the whole object of the exercise, to get Joe out.

So good luck.

Don't forget, keep me out of it. I will.

What if they ask about this?

It's the last thing they're going to mention.

So you admit you hit him?

Yeah. Why?

Because he was coming at me with an iron bar.

I can't see an iron bar.

But it must be down here in his hand, outside the camera.

Right, so when you saw this iron bar, which mysteriously doesn't seem to be on

the photo, you hit him with your truncheon?

Yeah. How many times?

Once. Some blow piece of water.

Do this amount of damage.

Well, maybe more than once, I don't know. It all happens at first.

You could have hit him more than once, but you can't be sure.

Is that what you're saying?

I suppose so.

Did you hit anyone else?

Nope. Miller's daughter said you hit her.

What? She's got bruises to prove it. I didn't hit anyone else, Rachel. If she's

saying that... Let's just stick to Detective Sergeant Dawson, shall we?

Just to make the position absolutely clear.

You lost your temper when the crowd surged forward and you lashed out in all

directions, hitting Greg Parsons several times and also his girlfriend.

Isn't that what really happened?

No. You'd better start telling me the truth, PC Walker.

I will find out sooner or later.

I've got plenty of witnesses.

Just give me the ruddy complaint form.

Complaint form for what?

This, you idiot. What do you think?

Police brutality.

Look, mate, I think you'd better keep quiet. I was there and I know what

happened. Okay, Phil, calm down.

So what about this, then?

Photos don't lie, do they?

Excuse me, you are?

Greg Parsons. And I want to know what's happened to my girlfriend.

That's him. The copper that attacked me.

He's lying, Sarge. You?

How dare you?

All right.

Don't you show your face in my stationery. That's enough for you two

Sarge. I'll deal with this if you don't mind.

Now then, Mr Parsons, you wish to make a formal complaint, do you? Yes, I do.

Alf, would you find the forms?

Would you like to come through to the interview room?

Sorry?

Well, if you want to make a complaint, I'm going to have to hear your story.

This way.

He was right.

Perhaps it really is miles away by now.

Not if Bernie saw it in the pub.

If he saw it.

I mean, we've looked everywhere.

The RSPCA can't get here till tomorrow.

I really don't know what else to do.

Well, maybe we could go and see the old owner.

I'm telling you, he's completely gaga.

Surely it's worth a try.

You haven't seen him.

This is bad for Rob, you know, Gina. Really bad. This is proof he could go

for GBH.

That's not going to do his career much good, is it?

Have you found it?

Oh, no.

Come in and have a drink?

Oh, better not, lovely.

You see, I've got our David in the truck, and he's, you know, he's a bit

about the snake and everything.

Oh, that's a shame. And it's yours.

I mean, if it weren't for him, I'd be in, like, a shock. But you know how he

worries. I'd best get him home.

I don't think Mrs. Armstrong is quite at ease with snakes as she makes out.

Come on, David, let's go.

They're all going to stay and help. Yeah, well, they didn't need it.

She was glad they did.

Yeah, well, she's changed her mind, hasn't she?

Anyway, it's better not to take risks.

It's not with snakes.

20 or 30 of us, I suppose, just sitting in the road and... I've had one on his

desk. Thank you, that's most helpful.

Karen, Mr Parsons, sitting in the road and... The truck started to move and we

stayed put and you can see what happened next.

An unprovoked attack on a peaceful group exercising its democratic right to

demonstrate. It's amazing how much more you can see with one of these.

What's this, Mr Parsons? Any hand here?

I don't know.

You don't know?

A stick, I suppose. I must have picked it up to defend myself.

Or is it an iron railing?

It could be.

Come on, Mr Parsons, have a look.

It is, isn't it?

There's the point, look.

So where did it come from?

And don't tell me you found it up there because I wouldn't believe you.

Did you bring it with you?

Did you come to the demonstration armed with the intention of making trouble?

No. Hoping to inflame the situation and get something like that on the paper?

I'm not going on with this. I came here to make a complaint, not be

interrogated. I'm the bloody victim, remember?

Sit down!

OK, you're the victim.

Let's talk about that, shall we?

Specifically about these injuries.

I mean, my goodness, you've got about a gallon of blood coming from your head.

Did you have stitches?

Yes. Where did you go? Hospital?

Yes. Which hospital?

What? You heard.

I...

You can't remember?

I think if we took off that plaster, we'd see there's nothing there.

Am I right?

You can always check with the hospitals in the area.

Oh, dear, Mr Parsons.

What a fool you are.

Hello, somebody.

Yes, David.

I thought we'd try a different pub for a change.

One without snakes.

No.

Ow!

Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

You can buy it to spread on your garden.

Pig's blood.

Well, that means they must have bought it and brought it to the demonstration.

Well, this beggars belief.

Mr Parsons is saying it wasn't his idea.

But he won't say whose idea it was, so Sergeant Dawson's going to have another

word with your daughter.

Jo?

She couldn't have done a thing like that.

Surely.

She's asking for you.

Come on, Sarge.

Now, the first thing I'm going to do is tie a tourniquet.

And you have to stay as quiet as you can and still to stop the poison spreading.

Here we are.

Yes, I know. I'm going to get you to the hospital in a jiffy.

But we can't go in the truck because the snake is still in there.

No,

you're not going to die because I'm going to stop the next...

Car. That can't... How long?

I can't believe what I'm hearing, Jo.

I mean, attacking PC Walker was bad enough.

But this?

Faking injuries?

Lying? You think it was me?

Well, that's what Greg's implying.

What? Blaming me?

Well, he's blaming someone. I imagine he meant you.

Help me, Dad.

Please.

Through the corridor of the fleet Past shadows dark and deep Hello, Mr Carter.

I picked up your snake this morning from your daughter.

I'm the vet.

Did she tell you about it?

You'll have to speak up.

Your snake!

You're not going to move me again, are you?

Oh, no, no. We've come to ask you about your snake, Mr Carter.

I've just got here.

I don't want to be moved again.

Let's try with this.

Hey, that's mine.

I have to watch it in this place, you know.

Oh, the nurses, they take anything.

Oh, Peggy!

David. Honey, will you feel my heart?

Stop it.

Oh, David, I don't know.

It'll feel all faint now.

Right. We're going to go in the truck.

No!

Don't think it'll bite me again. I'm going to put you in the back.

You'll be all right.

Now then.

Come on, Peggy. What about you?

Me?

I'm not scared of some rotten old snake.

Come on, Peggy.

Be brave.

Now, you, you.

You keep cut off.

You've already bitten somebody today.

Now I'm going to start this pension.

All right?

Right.

Now. No, no. Just, just, just.

Just, you keep calm. You'll be all right.

It's all right. It's all right. That's it. It's all right.

Come in, Sergeant.

I wonder if you could tell me who took these photographs, sir.

A couple of freelance chaps from York, weren't they? I need that roll of film.

You need that roll of film?

Good gracious.

You're surely not asking me to hand over our photographs, are you? I know it's

not normal practice, but it is important.

I need to find out a sequence of events.

Sorry, Sergeant Miller.

No can do.

Your newspaper has accused one of my officers of a very serious offence.

Exactly. It's called investigative journalism.

It's part of my job.

I really can't help you. Not even if I were to tell you that this photograph is

faked.

You know, nurse, you remind me of Betty.

Poor little Betty.

I saw her in half, you know.

Well, why was that, Mr. Carter?

Oh, yes.

Yes, twice nightly.

Scarborough, Burlington, Redcath.

Oh, all up and down.

All the theatres, all the piers.

She was my assistant, you know.

Were you a magician, Mr Caster? Is that it?

Be patient, we'll get there.

The great Fernando.

Oh, that was my name.

Wow. And is that why you had the snake?

Eh? The snake.

Oh, yes.

The snake, yes.

Becky used to have it wound all around, you know.

Up her arm, round her neck.

I had one quite recent.

Really? Yes.

I might still have got it. No, Mr Carter. You gave that one to Fergus.

Did I?

It escaped.

Mr. Carter, do you have any idea how we might catch it?

Careful. Keep your leg up. Try and relax, David. Keep talking, David.

Don't leave us. I'll be off trying to track down an antidote. Get him in

straight away.

You'll be all right, lad. You'll be all right.

What happened?

Stay by Rosie.

He's been bitten.

Diva? No, your ruddy snake.

And if we don't get him to hospital quickly, he's going to die.

What? I don't... quite know how to say this.

It's not poisonous.

What? We've just been to see the owner.

It's had its poison attacks cut out.

It can bite, but there's no venom.

It's completely harmless.

David!

You great waddock!

I didn't know!

Hang on.

There it is.

Come on.

Where do you get these?

The Gazette.

Now look at the sequence of events.

Look at Parsons.

There.

Before Walker even got his tuncheon out.

Right. And there again, before Rob did anything.

Now look at this.

She's been deliberately hit by another protester. Why is that?

Ask him.

His name is Peter Grimshaw.

Now wait.

My daughter was telling the truth.

She was attacked and she was acting in self -defence.

Is there any chance we might release her pending further enquiries?

I'll do better than that.

I can't believe it. I can't believe that wretched thing is back in the garage.

Why did you not let it loose on the moor?

Because I thought I was dying, that's why.

Oh, there it is!

Well now, young fella, you may be a vet, but you don't know anything about

catching snake.

Here, let me give you a little lesson.

Easy!

Come on, go back.

How did I see his gun?

Just me.

Why is Pete hitting me?

I don't know.

And why have you got this railing?

What was going on?

I can't talk about it here.

He said the police had to be exposed by fair means or foul.

Pete did? Yes.

I see.

Like provoking me into getting myself arrested.

Like covering yourself with pig's blood and accusing some poor copper. He hadn't

justified the means, he said.

You have betrayed...

Everything I thought we believed in.

It was Pete, not me.

Joe.

Where can I find PC Walker?

Come on, cheer up. I'm sure you'll be cleared.

You reckon?

On me, boys.

And last but not least, for you, Mrs Armstrong.

Snake catcher extraordinaire. Oh, well.

Well, I was brought up to it, you see.

I mean, book learning's all very well, but in my case, it's in the blood.

To Mrs Armstrong.

Well, Peggy, it was very brave when I was bitten.

I had to get in the cab with the snake. I've come to apologise.

Don't tell me no -one's told you.

About what?

We're off the hook.

You and me both.

Thanks for my dad.

Do you want a drink?

OK, we'll come back in the morning.

I'll make them two a great tea and see what they've got on him.

And then I need to find Rob, put him out in his misery.

Sergeant Dawson, if you're going to Aidensfield, could I have a lift,

Only I'm taking Rosie to Planet of the Apes.

Sounds nice, Jeff.

Pizza Grimshaw!

These, sir.

These are what we need to talk about.

Nothing to do with me.

Oh, I think they are, Mr Grimshaw. I think they're everything to do with you.

I'm sorry.

You want me to spell it out?

OK.

You provoked Miss Miller into attacking PC Walker.

You gave Mr Parsons an iron railing in order to provoke Constable Walker into

drawing his truncheon.

You staged first this photo, then this one.

You made sure the story got into the evening paper.

How's that?

Can I have a word in private?

Yes? I must ask you not to proceed any further, Sergeant Dawson.

I beg your pardon?

Orders from above, I'm afraid.

Ministry of Defence.

Decided yet?

Decided what?

Whether it's hair wash night or not.

The alternative being a night out with me.

I'm still thinking.

Come on, Rosie.

Be nice.

You know how I feel about you.

Do I?

Oh, hang on, Rosie. Sorry.

Oh, what? I thought we...

Sorry. Jeff?

Jeff!

What was that all about?

Come in.

No, but what about... Hi there.

Hiya. Jo's just been telling me the good news.

Good.

I'll be off.

Maybe we'll meet again in more pleasant circumstances.

Maybe.

Would you like a drink?

Joe?

This bloke Peter Grimshaw works for the Ministry of Defence?

Something like that, yeah.

The government.

Doing what?

Infiltrating local anti -war groups.

Finding out things to discredit them.

So he actually wanted us to find the fake?

That's right.

Encourage Greg Parsons, who, let's face it, is a bit of a sucker, to walk into a

police station and get found out.

I did wonder at the time why he'd done such a stupid thing.

So Grimshaw didn't want to discredit us at all, then?

No, just the protesters.

What about Saturday?

The big demo.

Are we going to let him get away with it again?

No, because it's off.

Off? The whole thing's off.

Toddworth's off as an American base.

It's not going to happen. They're going to expand in Norfolk instead.

We'll have that, then.

Looks like it.

I've still got my picture in the paper looking like a total thug.

Not for long.

The paper's publishing a complete retraction, thanks to Miller.

You know, you've got a good ally there, Rob. He really values you.

I know.

As do we all.

What's that about to be?

An apology?

I'm sorry about today, Rob.

Having Quinty and everything.

It wasn't exactly ideal, was it?

No. Not really.

You know, I sometimes think... Yeah?

I mean, we never actually ended it, did we?

It wouldn't work, though, would it?

And I wanted to apologise for my part in our fallout.

I was too strict.

I thought if I showed my disapproval, then you'd change your ways.

But it doesn't work like that, does it?

No.

I did finish my degree in the end, Dad.

You did?

And I'm teaching, like you always said I would.

You should have trusted me.

Perhaps I should.

I've been a fool, Jo.

If I'd only thought back to my own youth, perhaps I'd have understood you

better. Yeah?

I wanted to change the world too, you know.

I was on the Jarrow March, I was passionate, and my dad could no more

mind than I could yours.

We're two alike, Dad.

That's our problem.

I don't want there to be a problem anymore, Jo.

I'm sick of it.

Look, love, I may not agree with your views, but I respect them.

And if it'll help, I'll shake Greg by the hand.

Not necessary.

I won't be seeing him again.

Oh, come on.

You've had a disagreement. It'll blow over.

No.

He was weak, like you always said.

Weak and easily led.

I've seen it for myself now and... Well, it hurts, but I know there's no future

in it.

I can't love a weak man.

Which is why I love me old dad so much.

Come here.

Now, if you were to wear a nice pretty frock instead of those scruffy jeans,

it'd be quite something.

Dad, you are just so old -fashioned.

Excuse me, Sergeant Miller.

You couldn't give me a lift, could you?

Only I think I've missed the bus.

I know I should have locked it. Of course I should. I left my medical bag

there.

Gina, I'm not sure about us.

What? If Chapel is still there, will we like to book it for another night and

have the funeral tomorrow?

He may have been taking drugs. My son's lying there unconscious.

And Carol Cassidy's to blame.