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

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

Hang on a minute. What is it?

Just wait now.

Oh!

Put me down now. Welcome home, Dr
Walker.

It could be bad.

What is it?

Nothing. Just peace and quiet.

We'll have to change the colour scheme
in here.

Honey, look!

No.

Nothing.

Four hours I was out there.

And did I see a pheasant?

They're as rare as M's teeth, they are.

That's a shame.

It's Lord Ashford on his big shoot next
week and he's asked me to join the

beaters. Well, somebody's beaten them to
it.

Why are you reading by lamplight, David?
It's bad for your eyes.

Oh, yeah, they cut the electricity off.

Terrific.

What's all this about then?

Me?

Aidenfield Police.

Okay, I'm on my way.

What is it?

A car in a ditch at Long Lane.

Oh.

You go back to bed then. Oh, no, you
don't. There's a body in it.

Is he still alive?

Barely.

There's a faint pulse.

I think he may have fractured his skull.

You think he's been here all night?

From the way the blood's dried, I'd say
almost certainly.

The car's not damaged. No sign of a
collision.

Could he have been drunk?

There's no smell of alcohol.

I'd better go with him in the ambulance.

Sure.

You're the only one that I rely on.

A shoulder there for me to cry on.

And the hours alone that I'm... Sleep
well, love.

Not bad.

Hey.

What's up?

I've been thinking, Terry.

Maybe you should sign on after all. No.

No, I've not gone on social before. I'm
not going to start now.

We'll make ends meet.

Will we?

Trust me.

Here we're going out tonight. I'm
getting paid.

Who's this then, Terry?

It's Carol, Nan.

Me wife.

Nice to meet you, dear.

Come on. Come and sit down in front
room.

I'll make you some breakfast.

I'm sorry, love.

I don't mind.

Really, it's fine.

Right, can we get into a straight line?

Sorry I'm late, Sarge, I was...
Attending a traffic accident, yes, I

Right, well, I'm afraid the honeymoon is
now over, Walker.

There's been a report of sheep stolen on
your patch farm in the name of Len

Hallett. Look into it, will you?

Right, can we now get on with the
morning parade?

Ashfordly Police Station.

Oh, er... Yes, my lord.

I'll just get him for you.

It's Lord Ashfordly. For you, Sarge.
I'll take it in my office.

Parade dismissed.

And welcome back, Rob.

I would have liked... They were late.

Hello, Bernie.

Dr. Trent.

It's Walker now.

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, sorry. I'm a bit
preoccupied. How are you feeling?

I'm ready for whatever may happen now.

It's a fairly routine procedure, Bernie.

Oh, I know, Dr. here, but when you get
to my age... Whatever your age,

toenails are rarely fatal.

I thought

this

place was empty.

You're not squatters, are you?

Certainly not.

We're the new tenants.

Last lot went bankrupt.

Nobody's ever made any money on this
place.

Oh, we're not here to make money. We're
going to be self -sufficient.

Escaping the rat race. Living off the
land.

I've been self -sufficient for years.

It's not all it's cracked up to be.

Well, since a few investments went
wrong, it's sadly necessary.

I don't suppose you know of any local
markets where we could get a cow, do

Might do.

How much do you want to spend?

Well, we're a bit short at the moment.
Until we've sold our produce.

But if you could help us find the right
animal, there might be a bob or two in

it for me, you mean.

Well, I'm not sure about that.

But Norman's got some interesting
machinery he wants to get rid of.

Everyone has to draw the line somewhere,
and I'm drawing mine here.

Painted it red. Climb round the village.
We'll have an important social function

coming up next week, and it appears that
his land has been stripped of game

birds. Or maybe he shot them all,
Sergeant.

Or maybe somebody systematically poached
them.

Was nobody watching Aidensfield while
Walker was away?

Well, I was up that way most days,
Sarge. Propping up the bar at the

Arms, I've no doubt.

Where is Walker, anyway?

You sent him out to Len Hallett, Sarge.

Left of livestock.

We'll fetch him back, will you?

Mr Walker, I need your plea.

I understand you've lost some sheep.

How many?

All of them.

All of them?

Entire flock, just before at Lambswood,
you.

Whoever's done this have ruined me, Mr
Walker.

Did you hear anything during the night?

No, but they were all up top moor. I
checked them out about nine o 'clock and

they were settled.

Presumably you're insured for something
like this.

What good's money going to do? These
were hefted sheep, Mr Walker.

Bred to know the land, that takes years.

If I were to buy new stock and stick
them up on that moor, they'd just push

Four generations my family's farmed
here.

All that work, taken away.

Right, well, you'd better show me where
they were.

Ha, ha, ha!

While the cat's away, eh?

Not at all.

We got this morning's working double
time without Bernie interfering.

Excellent. So you don't need David here.

Come on, jump to it, lad.

We'll need the truck.

Oh, Rosie.

Does Bernie have such a thing as a
portable generator?

Yeah, we have a couple out back. We use
them if we have to work somewhere we

can't get power.

Then we can have the lower one for a
bit.

I think I should have Bernie first.

Oh, no, you don't want to go troubling
him.

Not in his condition.

And, I mean, what harm can we do with it
in a day or so? I don't know. Peggy,

give us a clue.

What, you? You can come down and fix it
up for us.

No, we're not going to do any damage, I
promise.

Pop it on the truck and let's be off.

Looks like at least two vehicles.

Must have been a big operation.

Can you not take cats at tyre marks for
summer?

What about witnesses?

Can't you stop traffic, see if anybody's
thrown out?

We can try, but it's a bit of a long
shot.

The flock must have been petrified.

At least two of them's aborted, you
know.

Aborted? They tore carcasses this
morning.

There'll be no spring lamb off this
mower. Poor things.

I was called out to an accident this
morning.

Just down the hill.

Do you know who the Prime Minister is,
Mrs. Parsons?

Why, it's Mr.

Churchill, of course.

What a daft question.

And what year is it now?

About half past nine.

What did you say your name was, dear?

I'm Helen Walker.

I'm your doctor.

You must be new around here, then.

Will you ask that nice Dr.

Ferrenby to call by?

He loves my seed cake, he does.

Okay.

How about a nice cup of tea?

Then you can tell me what you want.

Don't worry, Nan.

I'll do it.

I'll help.

It's getting so much worse.

This used to be occasionally, but now
it's... I'm sorry, Terry.

She's showing all the signs of senile
dementia.

Will she ever get better?

No, she'll get worse.

Would you like me to look into
residential homes that specialise in

care? No, she's me nan. I want her here.

She's going to need a lot of care.

It won't be easy on either of you,
especially with the baby on the way.

manage. It's easy enough to say at the
moment.

But what about when you find full -time
work again?

Look, I know it's going to be difficult.

McCarroll and Nan both need me. I've got
to provide for us. I'll find a way.

We'll be all right.

Well, she'll have good days and bad
days.

But on bad days, she won't know who she
is or where she is.

She may wander off.

I know it sounds awful, but you might
have to consider locking her in.

I want to do what we have to do.

Are you feeling all right, Terry?

It's the cold.

There's some bug that's going around.

Walker?

Yes, Dad?

I need you to find out what's been going
on in the Ashfordly estate in your

absence. It appears somebody's been
exterminating his lordship's game birds.

There's been a bit more than that going
on, Sarge. We've had a gang of sheep

rustlers operating on an industrial
scale last night. And I've got a

witness, unconscious in hospital with a
fractured skull.

Frank Murfield. Really?

There was a case like that over the
other side of Northallerton last month.

Several cases, in fact.

And someone interrupted them on one
occasion. They got badly beaten up.

It looks like they might have moved on
to our patch.

Best put the word out.

See for Coy from there.

Here are the instructions.

They're all there.

Good luck with it.

Only wish we had the chance to try it
ourselves.

Don't be silly, Norman, that's a
darling. I think it would have been fun.

Norman?

What will you do with this lot, lad?

We're going to be self -sufficient,
David.

Oh, yeah? What does that mean?

You tell him, Mrs Harrison.

It means not being beholden to anyone.

Being able to live the simple life.

Unfortunately.

Right.

Like we do, you mean.

Yes.

But now we're going to generate our own
power.

So the electricity board can go whistle.

Poor Mr Howlett.

I want my brothers to keep the flock
closer to home.

We best warn everyone we can think of.
We don't know when these people will be

back. Better go.

See you later.

Yeah. Cheers, my love.

Well, I can feel some late nights coming
on.

Shall we give the cinema a miss?

Oh, no, no. There's no need for that,
love.

Well, if you need to stock up on your
sleep, you'd better take care of you.

And, um, come to think of it, I don't
really feel like an early night.

Well, To be sure.

Night, all.

Night. Good night.

Well, it's very quiet tonight.

Yeah.

Seeing as it is, Oscar, do you mind if I
just pop upstairs and get on with

something? Give us a shout if there's a
rush on.

Is he all right now? I mean, that Jack's
gone.

I'm not sure, is he?

I didn't have much time for Jack myself,
but he seemed to make her happy.

And she's certainly keeping herself to
herself these days.

She's not the only one.

Peggy and David are up to something as
well.

Are they?

I thought there was a reason it was
quiet.

Stop, Peg. I still don't see how you're
going to get electric out of this.

Oh, you will, lovey. You will.

Now, first thing in the morning, I want
you to get down to Fred Malton's

piggeries. He's expecting you. Come on.

No, no.

Spanner, David.

Thank you.

So, basically, the poor man's ruined.

What I don't understand is why he
couldn't just put up fences and start

Well, it costs for a start. But anyway,
he's not allowed to. It's all part of

grazing rights on the moors.

That's why breeding is so important.

You think those people will be back
again?

Dunno. Miller's going to talk to the
police over at Northampton, where it

happened before.

He reckons we could be working nights
for a while.

Frank Murphy loves injuries.

Yeah? What do you think they were caused
when he crashed?

What are you getting at?

His car wasn't far from where the
rustlings happened.

Maybe he interrupted them.

I suppose so.

You would have thought his head hit the
steering wheel, but it could have been a

proverbial blunt instrument.

Thank you.

I was cleaning out Peter's cupboard
earlier.

Rather you than me.

I found these.

It's hard to imagine Peter was ever that
small.

Phil.

I'm feeling really, really good.

I know.

You're doing ever so well.

Wouldn't you like a family?

I've got a family.

No, you know what I mean.

Wouldn't you like a baby?

One of our own?

Debbie Bellamy.

I would like that very, very much.

to go out for a change.

Even I should have a bit of catching
hand.

Should keep your housekeeping going for
a bit, eh?

You won't worry, Herring.

I know we'll get by.

What is it?

Forgot to lock it.

She's not here.

What?

Nothing.

Go on.

You've got that look.

I was just wondering if that's a really
healthy way to start the day. Don't you

start.

PP Walker, sorry, doctor.

It's me nan, she's gone missing.

When? Late last night. I've searched
everywhere for her, I can't find her.

Okay, I'll come with you.

What is that?

Around this.

Down by the river.

Right. I just need to check down some
details.

Is there anything in it?

Might save some time.

See for yourself.

Look at this, pal.

I feel so awful.

We meant to do like you said and lock
her in, but Terry forgot.

You two mustn't blame yourselves.

I'm sure she'll turn up.

If anything happens to her, I don't know
what we'll do.

His dad died in the war. He lost his mum
to cancer.

Nan's his only family.

She brought him up. Now he's got more
family on the way.

Everything's fine with the baby.

We've been so long trying, I thought it
was just not meant to be.

Believe me, it is.

How are you feeling in yourself?

I think I've got the same bug as Terry.

Make sure he looks after you.

Oh, he does.

I'm lucky to have him.

Late again, Rob.

Making a bit of a habit of this.

Is he in yet?

No, he's still over at North Allerton.

Well, I've got a missing pensioner, Mrs
Parsons.

We've established she went missing
between the hours of seven and eleven.

Right, right, right. Well, we've got to
go on.

I'm back.

Ashfordly Police Station.

What? Well, we had a handbag brought in
earlier full of bits of torn -up old

newspaper. Just a thought.

Right, I'll pass it on.

Rob, Ashfordly General.

Frank Murfield's regained consciousness.

What the devil is going on here?

Do you mind?

This is private property.

And you're committing a public nuisance.
David here has just left a trail of

muck right through the village.

I was driving as fast as I could.

Well, you can't make an omelette without
breaking eggs.

And it's all as Mother Nature intended.

Mother Nature did not intend our village
to be covered in pig slurry, so

whatever you're doing, will you kindly
stop it?

What are you doing?

Generating electricity.

What?

Isn't that a thing?

Don't be ridiculous.

Thank you, David.

The only thing you're generating is a
stink worse than usual, and I'm going to

put a stop to it.

Push off, Oscar.

You're neither use nor ornament.

I'll be back.

I'll be out.

Jet?

Where did you say this fella found the
bag?

Down there somewhere, next to the tree.

Hold on.

What?

Over here.

Bill?

What? There's a body in water.

I'm sorry, Mr Walker, that's all I can
remember.

I mean, when I stopped, I thought to
myself there'd been an accident.

And then when I got out...

I realised they were up to something.

Can you remember anything about the
vehicles? Anything at all?

Oh, one of them were a Land Rover.

Are you sure about that?

Positive, aye, yeah.

My headlamps were shining on it.

What about the colour?

Green, usual colour.

Oh, I'm sorry, I've not been really much
help, have I?

No, Mr Merfield, you've been a lot of
help.

But more importantly, you've had a lucky
escape.

I may need to talk to you again, but
thanks for now.

We've brought the Parsons into the
hospital and they're waiting for us in

morgue.

Phil and Jeff found a body in the river.

Carol? Terry?

Are you sure you're ready for this,
Terry?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

If you'd like to come through with me.

Where's Younger?

In the gems, Sarge.

Still? Well, it's the first time he's
had to deal with a body in the water.

Oh.

Fair enough, I suppose.

Did you get a positive identification on
your missing person?

Yeah, it was definitely Mrs Parsons.
Likely cause of death, dramedy.

Sorry, business.

Yes, Sarge.

Right, from now on, everyone's on late.

This gang's previous modus operandi has
been to target an area several nights

apart, presumably, to give themselves
time to dispose of the livestock.

Now, if they're not local, somebody's
showing them where to go.

I doubt if they just turn up on spec and
hope for the best. Someone must be

doing reconnaissance for them. Almost
certainly.

So, anything out of the ordinary, you
stop and search it. And remember, we're

dealing with a hardened criminal gang
who've got no compunction about using

extreme violence.

That should do the trick.

Right, shall we fire her up? Go on,
then.

Everybody will say

no more electricity building. In fact,
soon we'll be able to send out our own.

How come?

We'll supply the neighbours.

I haven't got any.

Oh, that's a minor inconvenience.

I can't believe that one of your ideas
actually worked out all right, Peggy.

Yes!

Why not?

Hey, I could build one down at the
garage.

Oh, nice central location.

Lots more potential customers for me.
Plus free electricity at the garage.

goes without saying, Rosie.

Come on. I think this calls for a
celebration.

Hello, Aidensfield Police House.

It's Carol, Doctor.

She's got pains in her belly.
Something's not right.

Can you come round?

Cheers.

So what's that actually worth, that pig?

Fermentation, Gina.

You see, as it ferments, it gives off
methane.

And we're able to trap that and feed it
into the gas generator.

And by it, you mean slurry. I do wish
you'd stop harping on about slurry,

It's becoming an obsession.

And in a man of your age, it's not
healthy.

Nor is what you're doing with it.

Well, you'll have to get used to it,
won't you? Because we're in business

Hey, we might even start supplying
people in the village. Not if I have

to do with it.

Well, we've got four customers already,
and that's just from in here.

It'll all end in tears, David, you mark
my words.

Come on, Oscar.

I think it shows a really enterprising
spirit.

Anyway, I'd better get on. I'll be back
down for that daughter, OK?

See you later.

You know, she spends more time in her
room these days than behind this bath.

You've just got the ump because she
forgot your birthday last week.

I certainly have not.

I care about her, that's all.

I don't like to see her brooding about
things.

I need you to call an ambulance, Terry.

We should get Carol into hospital.

Is anything serious?

It's until we find out what's wrong,
Carol.

Just to be on the safe side.

Because you're working for the man.

Working for the man.

You've got to make him a man.

Working for the man.

Evening, officer.

How do you do?

Just doing some routine checks.

Do you mind telling me your names?

Norman and Kath Harrison.

Do you live around here?

You were renting the smallholding up at
Highgarth. Is there a problem?

No, not necessarily.

Can you tell me where you've been?

Just going for a drive, officer.

Getting used to the area.

There's nothing wrong with that, is
there? No.

Seems to be a lot of vegetables in the
back.

That smallholding for you.

Will there be anything else?

No, that's it.

Thank you very much.

Bye.

It's two in the morning.

Carol Parsons lost her baby.

Oh, no.

I stayed late at the hospital.

And I was just sat here trying to work
out why.

I must have fallen asleep.

Come here.

Sure. Gina?

Come out here a minute.

Can you smell it?

Oh, yeah.

It's worse than it was yesterday.

Where do you think it's coming from?

I've got my suspicions.

How are you feeling, Terry?

I haven't slept.

I've just sat there all night, turning
things over in my mind.

I can give you something to help you
sleep if you want.

No.

I've been trying to figure out how it
all started.

Was it because I didn't lock the door?

I mean, Nan, then Carol.

Was it the worry that killed our baby?

You mustn't think like that, Terry.

We don't know why Carol miscarried, but
it's unlikely to be stress.

You were going to be a boy.

I was going to play football with him on
the green, teach him carpentry.

Comfort him when he grazed his knee.

All those things Dad's are supposed to
do.

All those things I never had.

All quiet on my patch, Sarge.

Younger? Same with me.

I only saw one car all evening.

Bellamy. I stopped a couple in a Land
Rover, Sarge.

Colour? Green.

They were new to the area.

Name of Harrison.

They were renting a small holding on the
Ashfordly estate.

Didn't seem that keen to tell me what
they were doing.

Did you search the vehicle?

Well, I had a look around the back. It
was empty.

Apart from some vegetables.

And that constituted a search, did it?

I didn't know if they had due cause,
Sarge.

There is a violent criminal gang
operating in the area and we believe

raid is imminent. I'd call that due
cause.

Mr Ventress.

Judge. Get on to criminal records.

See if you can find out anything about
these Harrisons.

Oh, Gina, what a stink.

Right,

I think this has gone far enough.

It's about time you put a stop to this
nonsense.

I think you might be right, Oscar.

I mean, I'd got through the first three
months. Everything was fine.

Carol, do you have any cats at home?

No.

The path lab have run some tests
overnight and it looks like you have an

infection called toxoplasmosis. It
usually comes from cat litter.

You mean that book we've had did this?

I'm afraid so.

It doesn't affect men much.

It's just like being a bit off colour,
but it can cause miscarriage in the

few months of pregnancy.

Well, where would I have got it from?

Do you do any farm work? No, nothing
like that.

Terry might have done a few bits and
bobs.

I never heard of it being transmitted
from human to human, so it's unlikely

you'd have caught it from him.

We'll just have to keep looking.

Are you telling me that woman can set up
a sewage farm whenever and wherever she

likes? It doesn't sound very pleasant, I
must admit, but surely this is

something you could take up with your
colleagues on the parish council.

Excuse me, Sarge.

The Harrisons don't appear to have a
criminal record.

Nevertheless, they were seen out late at
night in a vehicle matching the

description.

It's time we paid them a visit.

Yes?

Is this the race?

Yes.

We'd just like to know what you were
doing out and about last night. None of

your business.

Well, I can make it my business and we
can go down to the station and talk

it there.

We've got nothing to hide.

Then you won't mind if we take a look
around, then.

Nothing to hide, my eye.

They're up to something. I want to know
what it is.

Sarge.

Right.

Now you are coming down to the station.

On what grounds?

Trespass in pursuit of game, for a
start. On the contrary, those birds were

killed on our land.

Do you expect me to believe that Lord
Ashfordly's entire collection of

came out of those woods and took up
residence on your land?

Jerusalem artichokes.

I beg your pardon?

They go mad for Jerusalem artichokes.
Can't resist them. So if they happen to

come onto our land to feed on them,
we're allowed to kill them.

Norm's a lawyer, you know.

I may be unfamiliar with the more
obscure practices of country policing,

please tell me she's wrong about this.

I think she's right, Sarge.

Give me strength.

Well, you may have the law on your side,
but I doubt if your landlord's going to

like it.

Should make a nice cuppa.

Assuming I'm in for supper, of course.

You can clean them.

Where'd you get them from?

They were going cheap.

You know, we've sorted out who's ruined
Lord Ashfordly's shoot, but we're no

closer to finding out who's given the
rufflers local knowledge.

One step forward, two steps back.

A bit like me.

Oh, how come?

Well, we know Carol's miscarriage was
caused by toxic osmosis, but we don't

how she contracted it.

She's been nowhere near cats or sheep.

Cats or sheep. That's an odd
combination.

It's how the parasite works.

Sheep pick it up from cat feces and then
can pass the infection on during

lambing. But nobody's started lambing
yet.

It's the most common cause.

Would it be infectious if a sheep
aborted?

Mm -hm.

I think I'm beginning to understand
what's happened.

Right, sir. I'll get someone on to it.

Well, I'll be damned.

What will they think of next?

Something out of the ordinary, Mr
Ventress? A market gardener. Someone's

his winter store of Jerusalem
artichokes.

Bellamy? Yes, Sarge?

Go and find the Harrisons.

And if you can't find them, Sarge, don't
come back.

Right. Sarge, can we have a word?

Oh, yes, nearly forgot.

We found there's a sheet missing from
those instructions we gave you.

You'd better have it. It might be
important.

Oh, fine. Right, see you, then.

I doubt it.

Lord Ashfordly's come over all feudal
and cancelled our lease. You've got to

out by tonight.

No sense of humour, that man.

Good luck.

Hey, Harold. What's that?

Some more instructions for that thing.
He said it might be important.

Really? Well, it's working fine, as it
is.

An important safety feature is a brass
or copper fine mesh flame trap to

the gas holder if the air gets into the
pipe and causes burn back.

Oh, no.

It could blow the whole place up.

What is it?

Did it let you out?

Well, I told them I'd get back to work.
I mean, they didn't want me to leave

mine. You've got quite a shirt in.

Come on in, Bernie, and put your foot
on.

And we'll make you a cup of tea. Rosie,
why don't you go and fix the, you know,

what we were talking about?

What's going on? Oh, nothing at all.
Come on.

Fill me in on the details again.

They're not all qualified doctors.

We reckon that Carol Parton's
miscarriage was caused by an infection

with the lambing. And I think Terry had
the infection the day after the raid.

I'm still not sure I understand.

Several of the ewes aborted whilst they
were being stolen.

Terry could have got blood on him from
that.

Carol was certainly washing some pretty
filthy overalls the next day.

We'd better talk to them both, then.

Going somewhere?

Yes, actually.

Thanks to you lot of interfering
busybodies, Lord Muck's given us our

orders. Right.

Well, before you go...

My sergeant would like a word.

What on earth is that?

It's a generator, Ben.

There's also a time bomb.

Turn it off.

And it stinks.

You'll have to get rid of this, Peggy.
I'll be getting complaints.

Yeah, but think of it. Free electricity.

I'd rather pay, thank you very much.

Methane's dangerous stuff.

I don't know, Rosemary. Put you in
charge, you want to blow the place up.

it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Oh, Penny.

Oh, what is it, David?

You know, I want one of those. Yeah.

Is that a time bomb and all?

There are some questions we'd like to
ask in connection with Mrs Parsons'

accident. Does it have to be now?

I'm sorry this is such a difficult time
for you, but we won't take long.

All right, then.

The night Mrs Parsons went missing, you
were out with Terry.

He had to meet a man in a pub hoarding
money.

We hadn't been out in ages.

So you were at home the night before?

Yeah, with Nan.

And was Terry there?

He'd got some work on.

I was asleep before he came back.

Do you know where he was working?

No, I don't.

When you were washing his work clothes
the next morning, did they have blood on

them?

Why are you asking all these questions
about Terry?

I hope you know what you're doing,
Argent.

My husband is a lawyer, you know.

Yes, I believe you mentioned it.

Then he should be familiar with the
Theft Act of 1968.

We've been through this. We were legally
entitled to those weapons.

Yes, but you weren't legally entitled to
the artichokes you used to entice them

onto your land.

Don't be ridiculous.

Do you know what we've had to put up
with moving down to the sticks?

It's not easy trying to be self
-sufficient, and you're just trying to

us. This may be the countryside, Mrs
Harrison, but that does not mean it's

kind of meat and veg free -for -all.

The laws of the land still apply.

Take them away, Bellamy.

We do on private lands nothing to do
with the council.

They say it's an environmental hazard.
It's got to be removed.

There's no more hazard than a farmer's
muck if it just needs a minor

That's all.

It needs to be shut down.

I'd stay away from that thing if I was
you, Oscar, or I won't be answerable for

the consequences. Are you threatening
us? No, I'm warning you.

All right, lads. Just carry on.

I'll give you a minor adjustment if I
have to swing for it.

So, Mr Parton's theft of livestock,
conspiracies with steel, grievous bodily

harm. Don't know what you're talking
about.

I've lost my nan and the baby. What's
this all about?

My wife needs me. Don't you think you've
done enough already?

What do you mean?

Tell him, Walker.

Carol's miscarriage was caused by an
infection passed on from aborting sheep.

infection we believe you brought home
from Len Hallett's flock.

It can't be.

It was.

The sheep were infected with
toxoplasmosis and I gather you got blood

work clothes.

Didn't you tell the doctor that you had
a bug of some sort?

It turns out it's very serious for
pregnant women.

Don't say a word.

It had nothing to do with Cushing, the
old man.

I had no idea they were going to be
violent.

And they paid you? Aye.

I met him the night after in a pub in
Ashfordly.

The night Nan... The night Nan died.

And you arranged to meet them again?

When? Tonight.

They're going to Burleymore Farm.

But didn't you hear about the midnight
bell?

The one that shut the kitchen door.

Don't be a hoot, I don't want it.

Sign down and we'll go to bed.

Listen and you'll hear them all.

Did you get them?

Oh, yeah.

Does Carol know?

About this?

No, not yet.

Can I see her?

You are in custody, Perry.

I just want to be the one to tell her.

Please.

What's he doing here?

I'm in trouble.

What for?

Carol, love, you... You know those men
we met at pub?

The ones who paid you? Aye.

They were stealing sheep and I were
helping them.

Oh, Terry.

That's not all.

That thing that killed our baby.

This toxoplasmosis.

You got it off my work clothes.

From the sheep's blood.

I'm so sorry, love.

Can you forgive me?

I don't know.

What will happen to him? Well, he's been
very cooperative, so he may well get a

suspended sentence.

I feel sorry for his wife.

Yeah, she's lost more than anyone.

Pretty much disasters all round.

Speaking of which, no sign of David and
Peggy? No, they've been barred.

Breaching the peace.

Certainly breached my dry cleaning,
Bill.

What's all this, then?

I know it's a bit late, Oscar, but happy
birthday.

Well, I don't know what to say.

Well, if you don't like it, you can hang
it next to the dartboard.

No, certainly not. It's very good.

So this is what you've been up to, eh?

Yeah.

I've been worried about you. Well, don't
be. I'm fine.

Right, who's next?

I'd like to take you up on your offer.

Well, you'll not regret it, I'll tell
you that, David.

Winderkling is not just a job, you know.
Oh, no, no, it's a vocation.

We have reason to believe your mini was
involved in an accident last night.

A young woman was injured.

I just heard it stop before starting off
again.

So whoever it was knew what happened.