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Heartbeat, what do you miss when my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat, what does a love kiss say in my memory?
Oh, thank God you're here now. It was this bad last night. You should have
called me then, you know. We're not on the phone, you see. I didn't want to
leave him.
Hi, Mr Greenway.
Now, where exactly does it hurt? Just here.
We need to get him into hospital right away.
It looks like an acute abdominal condition of some kind.
I'll use the phone at the pub.
Right.
I can book funeral with you, yes.
Well, you can't know why. It's just Mr.
Scripture's away this week, so we're... But you have, how do you call it, a
chapel of rest here?
Then there may not be a problem.
See, my father was a merchant sailor on a Swedish ship who retired to live in
England and whose dying wish was to be buried at sea.
Oh.
So I make all the arrangements, prepare him for burial, seal him in the coffin.
Only ship is delayed and won't arrive until tomorrow.
So all we need is chapel to keep him in tonight and funeral costs for tomorrow,
of course.
Oh.
Oh, well, yeah, that shouldn't be a problem, then.
Can I have your name?
My name is Larson, from Stockholm.
You know, in Sweden.
What's up?
Have you lost something?
Milan Rover!
Take it easy, Ricky.
I'll ask her how, Ollie.
Rather be in the park when your puss bites, would you?
Give over.
I was thinking about what happened last time, that's all.
Don't give me that. You used to be game for it, aren't you?
Yeah. Well, I'm not game for the police coming to my house again. My mum went
batty last time. That old bird's got you in the palm of her hand.
You're going to live the rest of your life by her rule.
Not all like you, Ricky.
What's that supposed to mean?
You're in safe hands, Walt.
You just need to hold on tight.
that I'd book off by heart by now, Geoff.
I do.
Just that my mind goes a complete blank when the driving examiner starts asking
me questions.
Anyway, tea?
No. Phil?
One round of water.
Water?
Yeah, water, you know, comes out of the tap. It doesn't matter, I'll get it
myself.
Go on, Keith.
Actually, please.
Carol?
Oh, I'll be right over.
Forget the tea, Geoff. Carol Cafferty's at the Land Rover, Nick.
It's likely even too long.
You all right?
Fine.
David!
You haven't charged this Swede much for the funeral tomorrow.
Well, he only wanted a chapel arrest for at night and a couple of cars for
tomorrow. Anyway, we've got no -one booked in this week.
Well, they don't normally book, do they, David?
I'm feeling a bit picky today, so can I ask Thursday in case I pop my clocks?
No, we have to be prepared.
Well, we are prepared for this swede.
Look, it'll be the vet.
How do you know that? Because of the way she broke the land speed record into
that garage.
One car for service? Oh, right.
And you've got a smudge on your nose.
I've had a problem with things like that. I found a job in a flower shop.
Where would you like to go tonight?
I don't know. Surprise me. There's a new place open on the Strensford Road. We
could try there. I said surprise me.
But nothing too family -minded.
I think it's French.
Does that count?
Depends. But I think I can feel a frock coming on.
I'll give you a ring when these are done later.
So you left your Land Rover unlocked.
Look, one of the people I visit was in agony with what looked like acute
appendicitis. Was desperate to call an ambulance.
I know I should have locked it. Of course I should.
And I'm afraid of something else as well.
Oh?
I left my medical bag in there.
Ah.
Were there any drugs inside it?
Oh, yeah.
Anything dangerous?
Dangerous enough in the wrong hand.
I've made a list.
Did either of you two see anyone acting suspiciously outside this morning?
I certainly didn't.
Well, a bunch of kids were hanging around for most of it.
Hey, this is a medical bat.
Let's see.
Why are we stopping?
Because that sounds much more interesting than just driving around.
And you left the bag unattended in an unlocked vehicle.
Yes.
I shall have to report it.
I realise that.
Walker, get Younger to help you circulate a description of the vehicle.
Macon number.
Sarge.
Any chance of lift up to the hospital? I really do need to see my patient.
I'll get Bellamy to run you up there.
Of course you can.
Are heart conditions hereditary?
Some are, some aren't.
But that doesn't mean that everybody whose parent had one is going to end up
with one themselves.
Why do you ask?
Oh, no reason.
Just something I'm working on at the moment, that's all.
Scream away. What did the doctor say? You were right, love.
Appendicitis. They've taken him straight through for an operation.
Thank goodness we got him in when we did.
The doctor said that, Lord. Said we were lucky he hadn't ruptured.
He's going to be all right, isn't he?
He's in good hands.
And are you all right, dear?
Me? It's just that you seem a bit strained yourself.
I'm fine.
Shall we just hand it in?
What, and get a dump in that car?
Yeah, that'd be dead bright, that.
We'll leave it somewhere.
Police will find it then.
Wally, in case you hadn't noticed yet, some of these bottles have got drugs in
them.
And drugs can be sold.
You don't know any drug dealers.
How do you know?
Because this is serious.
Well, you've changed your tune a bit, haven't you?
I'm not getting involved in drugs, Ricky.
Fine.
Hello, Wally.
You off?
Yeah. See you.
Bye.
You know, I've heard about this stuff.
It gives you a real buzz, do you reckon? I wouldn't mind trying some of it
myself.
You wouldn't.
Wouldn't I?
Lemonade and biscuits up there?
We're just off out, actually, Mum.
Right, let's get this bag of dinner in the shed before she finds it. She's
always written through me things.
We found your car.
The kids who took it dumped it in a field. On my back?
No sign of that, I'm afraid.
It's very good of you to fit us in at such short notice.
Well, that's what we're here for, isn't it?
Now, is there anything else we can help you with?
Scripps Funeral Services do very reasonable rates.
No, no, it's all prepared.
No need to bother you.
Well, if no bother, you know, we can also arrange horse -drawn carriages.
Thank you, no.
I will pay you now, okay?
Oh, God.
Will you take cash?
We certainly will.
Can I ask you a favour?
Of course you can.
I'm having real problems with my reverse turn.
I just cannot get the hang of it.
So, I was wondering if you'd come out with me, see where I'm going wrong.
Well, I suppose I can.
It's a pass -fail thing, you know.
I'm looking up on the test, that's it.
Bellamy!
We've had a complaint about you this morning.
How?
From a lady who had a bag stolen.
Reckons you did nothing about it.
That's not true, Sarge.
I didn't go after him.
So what happened?
He was quicker than me.
Something on your mind, is there?
No.
Only we've not been our usual sunny self these last few days, have we?
Whatever happened, Sarge? Can't think why.
Look, I know it's short notice, Sarge, but I don't suppose I could take a day's
leave tomorrow, could I?
Some sort of problem, is there?
Some family business that I need to attend to.
It's rather urgent.
OK.
Thank you, Sarge.
And you're sure that's one of your bottles?
Yeah, it's mine.
Can you believe I could do anything so stupid, though, and leave my bag just
lying around in an unlocked car like that?
You did save that man's life, Carol.
Anyway, we know the boy's name. It's Ricky Smith.
I'd better get over there and break the news to the lad's family.
Miss Smith?
Yes? PC Walker.
I'm afraid Ricky's been involved in a road accident.
Is he hurt?
He's unconscious and under observation in the hospital at the moment, but
according to the doctors, he's not in any immediate danger.
I'll go straight away.
However, there is a complication.
Seems he may have been taking drugs.
What?
He's never taken drugs in his life.
The district nurse left her car unlocked this morning in Aidensville briefly,
and it was stolen by three teenage boys.
We've reason to believe that Ricky was one of those boys.
Her medical bag containing pethidine left in the car also went missing.
Now, a bottle of pethidine was found at the scene of Ricky's accident, and it
definitely came from the stolen bag.
Ricky Smith.
I might have guessed.
It was only a matter of time before he stepped over the line.
What do we do when he comes round?
Throw the bucket in.
Well, we'll try.
You mean his mother will stop us again?
Mrs Smith may be an upstanding member of the community, but she's shielded her
son from trouble too many times.
She can't expect us to sweep this under the carpet.
And where did that leave Nurse Cassidy?
Well, I've reported the matter.
Under the circumstances, she may be exonerated, but there'll have to be an
investigation.
And there's nothing neither you nor I can do about that.
You know, if your face gets any longer, somebody will trip over it.
Sorry.
It's been one of them days, you know.
You've been a bit down for a while, haven't you?
Have I?
Yes, and you need cheering up.
So tomorrow night we're going out.
I've got the night off.
OK.
Well, don't boil over with excitement then, will you?
Sorry, it's like I said... Yes.
Wait.
I'm afraid we're going to have to question him as soon as he's fit enough
the drugs.
And we'll need to take a look in his bedroom at home.
He'll be wasting your time if you do.
Ricky's never touched drugs in his life.
Come on, Mrs Smith. We have to face facts.
What facts?
You've got no proof of anything.
I am a solicitor, you know.
It's all that district nurse's fault.
Nurse Cathy did.
Of course.
You told me she left her car unlocked, so whoever took it got hold of those
drugs and passed them on to others.
I intend making an official complaint.
I wanted to pay for this.
Even if it cost her a job?
I hope it does.
My son's lying there unconscious.
And Carol Cassid is to blame.
Well, thanks for your patience, Mrs Smith.
I did warn you you'd be wasting your time.
Does Ricky have any friends?
Yes.
Could you give me a list of his closest ones, please?
There is something else, Mrs Smith.
About Nurse Cassidy?
Yes. I thought it might be.
But the reason she left her vehicle unlocked was that she was desperate to
to a telephone, to call an ambulance.
She may have saved her patient's life.
But in doing so, she put my son's life at risk, Constable.
But surely he did that when he made the decision to steal the car and take those
pills.
Whether he did those things or not, my son is a child, a minor.
She's a responsible, professional adult.
Now, I'll make that list for you.
Lovely meal.
Thank you. It was dreadful. No, it wasn't.
Oh, all right. I could have done without that wrap of Thule.
The fish soup tasted like whippy dots.
I'll make it up to you.
Oh, how?
I'll cook for us.
Tomorrow night.
You? Why not? I'm pretty sure I can do a better job than Alphonse or whatever
his phony name was tonight.
My place.
Eight o 'clock. No arguing.
I wasn't arguing.
Just questioning.
Rob,
I'm just sorting out a few things. Not a problem.
But there could be one with Mrs Smith.
Yeah, I know.
You know?
I had a call from the county health department because she's complained I've
been suspended.
Pending an investigation.
Did you bring any sandwiches?
Where the hell have you been, Tucker?
Where's that ship?
So when will it get here?
Oh, terrific.
The governor's going to love you.
I'm afraid we have a problem.
Oh. It seems ship is delayed in Copenhagen and will not get here until
Oh, dear.
So if chapel is still available, we'd like to book it for another night and
the funeral tomorrow.
This will be convenient.
Well, I don't see why not.
We're hardly overrun with the recently deceased at the moment.
Well, of course, I must be more.
I didn't like to mention it.
The same as before, yes?
That sounds fair.
You're a friend of Ricky Smith, aren't you?
We hang around together sometimes, yeah.
It's going to be all right.
He's still pretty poorly, actually.
Were you together yesterday when Nurse Catherine's Land Rover was stolen?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Look, if you were involved, it would take all of ten minutes to take your
fingerprints and prove it.
Now, it's not the car we're worried about.
There was something inside, wasn't there?
Do you mean the bag of drugs?
It had nothing to do with that.
I told the others we should have handed it in. But it wasn't handed in.
Ricky wanted to keep it.
He said the drugs might have been worth the money.
That's when I walked out.
You walked out?
I may have been bored, but I'm not stupid.
I didn't want to get mixed up with drugs.
I'm sorry about all this.
I just want to do what's right.
So where's the bag now?
Ricky keeps stuff at the back of his garden shed sometimes.
We have a witness who named your son as the one who drove the car away, and who
told us where to find this bag.
A change of nothing.
With respect, Mrs Smith, it changes everything.
I think it'd be most unwise to pursue your complaint against Nurse Cassidy, if
it should come to trial.
We'll see what the county health department has to say before that.
I suspect that... Hello?
Speaking.
Thank you.
Yep, I'll come straight away.
I have to go out now.
Can't do it all by myself.
You gotta help me.
Can't do it all by myself.
You gotta help me, baby.
I'll go find somebody else.
I think I begin to see the problem.
Can you help me? Oh, yeah.
Yeah, man.
So you gotta help.
No, you gotta help me.
I can't do it all by myself.
You gotta help me, baby.
I'll go find somebody else.
Now, it's quite simple, Jeff. Just keep that matchstick in line with the curb
when you make the turn. And when you've made the turn, just look straight down
the road.
You've got a light.
No. Sorry.
Help me.
I've got to find somebody. How's that?
Spot on.
Well, everything else seems to be here.
Good. I'll let Sarge know.
Mrs Smith's still on the warpath, I'm afraid.
Have you spoken to Ricky?
No, he's still in the... Why, has he regained consciousness?
A friend called me a while back. They'd just rung his mother.
Didn't you mention it?
No. Funny, that.
I'd best get over to the hospital.
I'm so sorry, Mum.
Never mind that now.
Just listen to me.
Very important that you don't say anything to anybody about what happened.
Especially the police.
Do you understand?
Yeah, but... You're not to blame for any of this.
It's the stupid nurse putting temptation in your way.
She's the one in trouble, not you.
Hello again, Mrs Smith.
Ricky?
You had us worried there for a bit.
I'm sorry.
Wally told us what happened.
About taking the Land Rover and the medical bag.
Is it all right if I have a word?
With my son?
Yes. You're well aware that you need a responsible adult present, and I'm not
allowing it.
No. It's out of the question after what he's been through.
You're not local, are you?
No.
Thank you.
Just been visiting my gran over at St Hilda.
Oh, that's nice.
Not really.
She doesn't recognise me anymore.
Oh, sorry.
Me and my mouth, I only open it to change feet.
You weren't to know, were you?
No, the trouble is, there was something I really wanted to ask her.
I think my grandad died when he was young, before I was born, and... Oh,
me, bothering you with this. No, go on.
Well, I... I wanted to know whether or not...
You weren't the same way me dad did.
Hi. What do you want?
I'd like to explain the circumstances that led to what happened yesterday.
Because I was dealing with an emergency situation... Which became an emergency
for us.
And I'd like you to ask your friend the police constable to stop pursuing my son
for something that's all your fault.
Mrs Smith, whatever Constable Walker does is his own decision.
Just as it was your son's decision to get into my Land Rover and drive away
while I was trying to get someone into hospital as a matter of extreme urgency.
He and you have caused me a great deal of trouble, which, quite frankly, I
deserve. You deserve it because you were careless.
I happen to be a solicitor, and my son is a minor.
If this other comes to court, you're going to find out what trouble is.
Now, the magic ingredient.
So where did you learn to cook, then?
From my dad.
My mum died when I was small, so my earliest memories of my dad are him
Pulling in his footsteps, then.
In more ways than one.
He's a vet, too.
I, uh...
would have joined his practice, but it's not quite big enough to support both of
us.
Isla? Fargate?
Did you see much of him, then?
Not enough.
He's, uh, not been well.
Glass of wine, madame?
Oh, yes, please.
Well, well.
If it isn't you.
Really sorry.
I got delayed at my gran's and just lost track of time.
I've been worried.
You never said you were going over there.
That's a spare at the moment, I think.
Alf said you took the day off.
What's wrong, Phil?
Nothing. Look, I'm really sorry about being late. I know how much you wanted
go out.
That's not the point.
Phil Bellamy, I know you well enough to know when something's wrong.
Why does something have to be wrong?
It's just...
It was the oven that did the cooking, not me.
Yeah, but you still have to know things like the right temperature and when it's
done and so on.
I always think it's better to follow your instincts.
Don't you?
Definitely.
What's wrong?
The sauce is getting cold.
Yes?
Which farm?
Okay, Mr. Oakshot.
I'm on my way.
I am so sorry.
What's Mr.
Oakshot's problem?
Cow in labour.
This will take all night.
Tell you what.
I'll go over there, shoot the cow, tell him that there's nothing to be done.
Back in half an hour.
You do no such thing.
Go on, he needs you there.
But book tomorrow night off.
Tomorrow? Yeah, I'm cooking.
You're right.
It wasn't just about losing the track of time.
I had a few things on my mind I needed to sort out, you know.
Oh, yeah?
Did you manage it?
Maybe. I don't...
Tina, I'm not sure about us.
What?
When did all this come on?
Last couple of days.
So you just suddenly woke up one morning and decided you didn't want to be with
me after all?
Or is it something else altogether?
Like Debbie, maybe?
That's ridiculous.
Is it?
It... It's nothing to do with Debbie.
Then what is it to do with?
I've told you. I just... I'm not sure I'm ready for this.
I need to know what's going on.
There's nothing going on.
Phil, you asked me to marry you once.
Yes. We were engaged.
You gave up your job. I know.
We changed our minds that time.
You changed your mind?
Yeah, but we still got back together.
We had a child.
I know.
I was there through it all, remember?
We've got all this history together, Phil.
Why can't you tell me?
There's nothing to tell.
Gina, stop questioning me!
Hey -o!
Somebody having a party?
You could say that.
Oh, can anybody cover? Is it one of them ex - Exclusive doom.
Oh, very.
Oh, it was the two of you, is it, then? Yep.
It's amazing how my family find urgent things to do when I mention we're having
a clean -up tonight.
Anyhow, mind the pumps for us. The garage is officially closed today.
Hey, what about Mr.
Watson's car?
He left away.
Right, Mr. Younger.
Would you please... reversed into that road just behind us.
Peggy, there's something funny going on out here.
Can I tell you something?
Say, what do you think those are for?
Well, if it weren't a coffin, I'd say they were for breathing through.
Come on there.
You two, then.
They've run the place.
The question being, what we do with you.
What do you mean?
What do you do with us?
Well, I tell you.
You see, you finding out what's really going on here is a bit of an
embarrassment.
And my friend here, who's what you might call a pretty violent character, would
like nothing better than to wring both your necks.
But if, on the other hand, you and your lad here agree to keep your mouth shut,
no harm need come to anybody.
Hang on a minute.
What's to say they won't grasp on us anyway once the ship's left?
Oh, no, no, don't you worry. We wouldn't dream of grasping on anybody.
Very wise.
In that case, let's just get ready for the normal preparations for a funeral,
shall we?
Right. In fact, I think you'd like to slip on your more appropriate attire.
Yes. Oh, yeah.
Mrs Smith.
Sergeant Miller.
I've heard from my superiors.
In view of the extenuating circumstances, the police do not intend
further steps against Nurse Cassidy.
Oh, really?
She was making an emergency call on behalf of a patient with a life
condition.
Well, I think that's a misguided decision.
The fact remains she is suspended from work and risks losing her career because
of your complaint.
You might like to consider withdrawing it.
No.
No, I won't.
we can do.
Why what?
You hear what they said they'd do if we tried anything?
What bothers me, David, is what happens if we don't?
What do you mean?
Obviously, whoever the bloke in the coffin is, is some sort of gangster who
needs to get out of the country.
But what if it all goes wrong and he gets arrested and it comes out that
helped him?
We could be done ourselves for aiding and abetting.
What can we do?
Well, we're going to need some help.
But there is one thing we might do.
As time's getting on, could we get the lid back on the puppy now?
Then there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is...
Hopka?
Yeah? For you?
For me?
I'll miss his arms, Scott.
What's she into now?
You wanted to see me?
Thanks for coming round, Wally.
You know Nurse Cassidy, don't you?
Yeah, of course.
And you know you said you wanted to do what's right.
Yeah.
I think I need your help.
If this turns out to be a wild abuse, Chase, I'll strangle that woman
personally.
Well, Oscar seems to think that she's serious.
It won't be Oscar Blaketon that the whippy police will be laughing at,
will it?
Really, Constable, it's still too early for you to question my son, and I must
ask you to stop badgering him like this.
Wally here wanted a word with his friend. I presume you've no objection to
Go ahead.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm OK.
Listen, we've got to tell everyone exactly what happened.
That district nurse is in real trouble, and it's all after what we did.
Yes, well, I think we've heard enough.
I'm sorry, Matt.
You're sorry what for?
I could have stopped you.
I could have tried harder to talk you out of it.
And then if you didn't listen, then I could have told someone.
Now all this stuff's happening, and it's all our fault.
It's not right what's happening to that nurse after what we did.
How dare you bring this child to plead your friend's cause?
I will not allow my son... Mother!
Will you just stop it?
Well, he's right. It's not the nurse's fault.
You just stop right there, young man. No.
Just listen to me for once. I can't always be perfect.
I did something wrong.
There's no use in blaming others when I did what I did.
So why can't you just accept that?
How'd you get on?
Ta -da!
Oh, congratulations.
Thank you.
No problems with the reverse turn, then? Went like a dream. So the drinks are on
me down at the pub tonight.
Oh, right, yeah.
Where's Phil? He'll want to come too.
He's had to join in the excitement over in Whitby.
Mind you, he's not exactly the life and soul of the party at the present time.
Oh. I thought he seemed a bit off.
Funny, that.
Thank you.
Is something wrong?
I'm going to have to cancel our dinner date, I'm afraid.
In fact, I have to go home.
Right away.
Home? To Birmingham, yes.
I've had a call about my father.
I think terminal.
And I'm the only one in a position to look after him.
How will you manage?
Well, I've been half expecting it.
Poor thing.
So when will you be back?
I don't know.
He could go next week.
It could be months.
So it could be ages.
But we can ride.
And there's always a telephone.
Yeah, but it's not the same thing, is it? I know.
You could come visit.
And I will come back.
I just don't know when.
We're forever in your debt, Oscar.
Yes, well, maybe next time you'll think twice.
Beware of Swedes bearing money for nowt.
I was just trying to do a bit of a favour for Mr Scripps, you know, bring a
of extra cash.
All I can say is you're very lucky to have had Lassie here, and that Gina
persuaded me to make the call.
Hiya.
What can I get you? No, no, let me get you one.
I've just had a call from the county health department.
Oh? Mrs Smith's withdrawn a complaint against me.
Well, that's fantastic news.
Seems she talked it over with her son and reconsidered things.
They sorted it out between themselves, then?
Thanks, Rob.
Just doing my job.
You did a lot more than that, and we both know it.
Another vodka, please, Oscar.
In fact, make it a large one.
I think you've had enough for one night, young lady.
That, Oscar, is for me to decide.
Not in this pub, it isn't.
Believe me, Rosie, drink's not the answer.
Mr. Blaketon's right, Rosie.
Another vodka and you'll be legless.
Come on.
I'll drive you home.
I
haven't
been a very good friend to you, have I, Jeff?
It's all right.
Oh, no, I mean it.
I've ignored you because I've been wrapped up in my own affairs.
So what happened to your date tonight?
He'd gone home.
Home? Yeah.
Back to Birmingham.
How come?
His dad's really poorly.
Dying, probably.
So he has to go back and look after him.
So when's he coming back?
I'm sorry to hear that.
For your sake, anyway.
You really mean that, don't you?
Yeah.
You're a nice guy, Jeff.
A real sweetheart.
Thanks for driving me home.
Take care.
All right between you two?
Not really, no.
Do you want to talk about it?
I'd rather not.
Oh, come on, Gina, you can tell me.
What's happened?
That's the problem, Oscar.
That's what's worrying me.
I don't know. No -one seems to know.
I mean, you'd think, after all the time we've spent together, he could talk to
me. But he won't.
I see.
I'm sorry. I don't know what to say.
Well, you could say I told you so.
No.
I wouldn't say that to you.
Oh, come on, cheer up. It's not the end of the world.
I'm sure it'll all work out in the end.
You cut the meat, though.
I bet I may as well try and catch the wind.
Maggie? Yes?
I'm Morris. I haven't seen him for 20 years. He's my son, Barry.
He'd moved to Adenfield on a job. I've not heard a word from him since.
Hey! What do you think you're doing?
I want you to think again.
Is there anyone who could be holding the group?
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