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

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

Anything? I'll be here in less than ten minutes. There's no sign of anything.

It's all quiet out here.

Be careful.

I'm not afraid of using violence.

What about Richard?

The whole family's down.

Oh, no.

Oh, he's waiting.

Don't ask.

I've already had me head bitten off. And I was only asking for a bit of help

serving. Not now, Gina.

Cricket. The annual match with Scarvedale tomorrow and Oscar's

team. Oh, aye.

So why the long face, is it?

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

trot gets to keep it. And Scarsdale have won it for the past two years.

Oh, I see.

So you'll be wanting all the best players you can get, then. Exactly.

But this tummy bug going around the village has decimated the team.

It's a nasty one for a pen.

Anyway, that means I'm scraping the barrel. Bernie, I'm going to put your

down. No, no, I haven't played for years.

It's desperate times.

What, you're underarm against Scarsdale's Googlage? Don't be silly,

No, I'm really. I can bowl.

My brothers say I'm really good.

And I can bat.

We'll let you know.

Hey, that's not fair.

Why can't she play?

She's a woman, Gina.

And a woman's role is making the sandwiches.

Oh, yeah. And your role's to serve thirsty customers. So if you don't get a

on, I'll be sorting out your Googlies.

Get him out of there! Get him out of there!

Thank you.

Don't do me.

You think I'm playing that walker?

Sorry, Sarge.

Well, they look pretty good, Alf.

Well, against our lot, the WI would look good.

Oh, no.

What?

Mostyn Clegg.

Scarsdale's club secretary.

Spying on the opposition, Blaketon? No, no, no. We're just doing a spot of

homework, that's all.

A bit late for that.

A little bird tells me you can't get a team together.

You don't want to listen to idle gossip.

Oh, so it's true, then.

I'm right looking forward to tomorrow. Of course, if you want to concede defeat

now... Well, you seem very confident, Mustin. With good reason.

Have you seen our secret weapon?

My, my. Who is he, then?

Edgar Prendergast.

Just moved into the village.

Not bad.

What's up, Blaketon? You've gone very quiet.

Oh, I'm just relishing the thought of beating you tomorrow, that's all,

Oh, aye.

You see, we have our own secret weapon.

What is it?

Indian rain dancer?

A thunderstorm's always all stopped Scarsdale from winning Moncton Shield.

What's our secret weapon? I've got no idea. But if we're going to wipe the

off his face, we'd better find one.

And quick.

Did you get anything out of him, son?

Not a dicky bird.

If it hadn't been for that woman in the pram, we'd have had all three locked up.

One out of three isn't bad.

And Dave Dooley is the reason.

Something, I suppose, but it's not good enough.

Reliable inside information, and we mess up, the division is not going to be

happy. How many times do I have to tell you? Sounds like they're not the only

ones. Look, it's the organ grinder I want. No, it's Flaming Monkey.

Benny Barlow!

How can I help you?

You can start by giving me police protection.

What are we doing here?

That were no accident.

We were set up.

Who did that?

I don't know.

Come on, Ray. We've got the cash.

Let's clear out.

We can't leave Dave in there to rot.

He's my brother.

What are you going to do?

Do I hold it wrong?

No.

I've got a much better idea.

You took us back, Banner Rose.

Butterfingers? I don't know. You can't catch the toffee yet you're in the team.

But me?

I don't get a look in.

That's because it's a man's game.

Always has been, always will be.

Well, you'd better get some practice in.

You've never asked before.

I've never had half my cricket team stuck on the toilet before.

Right, go on, then.

Sounds like it'll be a laugh. A laugh?

Far from it, Bellamy.

The honour and pride of Aidensfield is at stake.

What about you, Rob? Can you handle a bat?

Well, I opened for the police team at Middlesbrough.

Half -decent offspring, I suppose.

Well, that's splendid.

And with younger ear, we'll have a full team.

Did you say Saturday, Mr Blaketon?

Yes. Why?

It's just that this Saturday is the annual chapel bike ride to Filey.

It's tradition.

I haven't missed one in years.

Filey, come wait, younger.

Aidensfield needs you.

Right, see you lot in the nets this evening. 1800 hours.

And don't be late.

If you're so good, why don't you show us how it's done?

All right.

I will.

Thank you.

Blimey, you are good.

I told you.

Rosie, you... you wouldn't... Wouldn't what?

Well, you don't fancy helping us out a bit, do you? And showing us the... I

thought women were only good for making sandwiches.

Oh, come on.

Stop! Stop, will you? Stop!

Breaking down?

You know, how about engine?

I can take a look for you.

I'm hopeless for cars, me. I don't know what to do.

Open the door!

You?

Who hit me?

Not so brave now you're on your own, eh, copper?

Six!

Bellamy!

What do you think you're playing at?

Cricket, Sergeant.

This is a police station, not some back alley.

Sorry, Sarge. We were just practising for tomorrow.

The big match against Galsdale.

That is maybe.

But you'll be working overtime this weekend.

No, no, no.

Keep your eye on the ball, Bernie.

Remember what I said?

Bat up, turn the body, foot forward and sweep.

You got this.

I own the ball.

Oh, it's useless.

Come on.

Let me have a go, eh?

What's all this?

A reverse sweep.

I invented it.

You can't play a stroke like that. It's not cricket.

What are you doing here, anyway?

Giving Bernie some coaching.

He needs it.

Rosie, I told you, there's no place in the cricket team for a woman.

Reverse sweep.

Bernie, a word.

So tell me, who's been blabbing?

You really think I'm going to tell you?

Well, no.

Obviously, you'll need some persuading first.

Come on, Dooley.

Is that what all this is about?

Kidnapping me to get revenge on an informant?

No.

Revenge is the bonus.

I've got other plans for you.

Thank you, Mr Carter.

PC Bellamy will take his statement in a moment.

This way, please.

Just through here.

PC Walker's been abducted.

Abducted?

Our witness said he saw a man and a woman drag him into a car and drive off.

From the description, it sounds like the Dooley's.

It doesn't take a genius to work out what they'll be after.

A swap.

For Dave Dooley. Exactly.

Bellamy, find Denny Barlow.

Bring him back here. Quickly.

I think I know where he'll be, Sergeant.

In your mind.

Get me Division on the phone.

Yes, Sergeant.

Esther and Rob. They promised they'd be here.

Yes, you can't rely on anybody these days.

David, let's see what you can do.

Oh, I've never played cricket before.

Well, now's your big chance.

Get some pads on.

You okay?

We can't afford to waste any time with the sound of things.

Have they made any contacts?

Not yet.

So, what's your plan?

At the moment, we're pinning all our hopes on one Denny Barlow.

Try and give me a heart attack.

You've got one in there.

Come on.

David, there's nothing to be afraid of.

What? You haven't got those things with you now, have you? Come here.

Keep your eye on the ball, and when it comes close, wallop it.

Never mind. Let's play again.

That was brilliant, David.

See if you can do that again.

Oscar, I think you might have found your secret weapon.

She can iron him, Con.

Where are you going?

Out.

Look, I'm not back in an hour.

Don't worry.

I'll take care of him.

Who's there?

Detective Sergeant Rachel Dawson, CID.

CID?

What's going on?

We need to know where Dooley hides out.

You've got to be joking.

So you do know where he hides out?

Hey, I never said that.

Look, I've done enough for you already.

I can do you for withholding information.

So tell me.

Look, me and the Dooleys, we go back a long way.

But we've had a bit of a falling out over some knock -off army surplus.

That's why I told you about the wages job in the first place.

I'm scared of him.

We'll be with you in a moment.

I'm sure.

Just returning some police property.

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.

Can you manage that?

Sergeant Miller?

Sergeant Miller!

One of my officers has been abducted by Ray Dooley.

You want protection, you'll get it. When you tell me where he's hiding.

Some barn.

Up on the moor. Not good enough.

What can I say? It's a barn.

Take it there.

Right, let's raise our glasses to the man who this year will help us achieve

victory. David Stockwell.

David. David.

Well, who'd have thought it? Our own David, the new Geoffrey Boycott.

I'm sorry, Rosie. I wish you could be in the tea.

Don't worry, David.

She can always make the tea.

Do you want another pint, David?

Hey, no. Steady on, Rosie. He's got to have a clear head for tomorrow.

I suppose so.

Have some more crisper, Mr Blakeney.

Why haven't you eaten tonight?

I haven't pegged away for the weekend, and I don't feel... Oh, you put your

money away, David. Anything you can eat, on the house.

I'll get a new box.

Come on, then, young Rosemary. We've got an early start and all.

Doing what?

Waiting practice.

You promised, remember?

Good night, David.

Good night.

Good night.

Has Rob been in tonight?

I called round earlier, but no answer.

No? Hey, come to think of it, I haven't seen anything of Phil either.

Have you heard anything else?

We're sorry, Carol. We missed him at net practice and all.

Hang on a minute.

Well, talk of the devil. It's Phil for you, Alf.

Night, Gina.

Good night.

Hello, Phil. So, you're the demon batsman, eh?

Oh, no, no.

Look, me and the lads are moving on for a few jars.

Care to join us?

Oh, no, I love you. Back at an early night, you know.

Big match tomorrow. Just a few beers to oil the batting arm.

Come on.

Come on.

Understood, Phil. I'll keep it under my hat.

Have you got a problem?

Yes. I won't be able to play tomorrow.

Do what?

Sorry, Oscar.

The serge wants me to do some overtime and he won't take no for an answer.

I don't believe this.

Take it.

We'll leave the cars in those woods and proceed by foot.

You and I'll get in the car.

Police!

There's no one here.

Roger Miller.

Go directly to jail.

Do not pass and go.

It's my fault.

You better see it.

Well, well.

Denny Barlow.

Left you on your own again, has he?

He'll be back.

All right.

Not at all.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Hey,

Bernie, well done.

He realises he isn't doing my heart much good.

You get your reward in heaven, Bernie, unlike our Fentress.

Where's he?

He's dropped out some flap on at the station, apparently.

Lucky beggar.

Has anyone seen David?

No.

Sergeant Miller here.

What do you want?

My brother.

I can't release him.

You or your lady detected.

Yesterday's little escapade proved that.

If you want Walker back alive, you hand over day, four o 'clock. That is it.

Look, do you think we can have a delay? We've only got nine men. Our fences have

had to drop out, and David Stockwell is unavoidably detained.

As long as to the side, don't mind. Well, we do mind.

This is just a tactic to get the match postponed.

All right, Moss, you can have it your own way.

We'll still win.

Heads.

We'll bat.

The Italian job.

It's one of my favourites.

You know, with the busts on the cliff at the end.

With, um... What's his name?

Saw a cracker the other night.

Bonnie and Clyde.

Seen it?

Three times.

Great film.

The road is a bit like that with you and Ray.

Bit.

Always a rebel, was he?

Has he been talking?

How many times have I told you? He'll get you talking and before you know it,

he's your friend.

Yeah.

Sorry, Greg.

I'm not angry with you, Con.

It's not your fault.

But you...

should know better.

What's with the explosion?

Because it's 1B.

Which is?

Let's go find out.

No time at all.

You what?

Well, you're going to give the other lads a go, haven't I?

Don't take the mickey out of us.

There are several approaches to the bridge, but we won't know which way

be coming or which way they'll leave.

Charles?

Yes, madam?

Are we going to release them, do we?

No, of course not.

This is Rob we're talking about.

We need a mate.

Yes, I'm well aware of that.

But once you give in to people like Dooley, you open the door for every two

criminal who bears a grudge against the police or somebody who wants to gain

something.

Understood?

Yes, Arch. When I was a kid, I was always getting in trouble.

Oh, yeah?

Stealing apples, were you?

A bit more than that, it was.

You could say running the family.

My old man.

He was on the Templeton job.

Really?

What have you up to now?

He's in prison.

Because of the Templeton job.

So, how come you're a copper?

I made a choice.

I saw it didn't have to be like that and I got out.

Yeah, well.

We'll leave for you.

So you choose this.

Not exactly Faye Dunaway and Warren Beatty, is it?

He loves me.

So why are you scared of him?

You help me.

I promise I'll put a good word in for you.

Why should I believe you?

Because you have a choice.

And it's your last chance.

I can't just walk out.

Yes, you can.

Where would I go?

He'd find me and he'd hurt me.

You can't see it, can you?

I can see that. He's crazy.

You deserve more than that.

Cut the ropes.

I'll take care of Ray.

Come on, we don't have much time.

Connie!

Right. Bag it up and get a move on.

Why?

You are coming with me.

But I thought I was staying here with him in case he got double -crossed. I

you.

Plan B.

If any consolation, you're doing the right thing.

Am I?

Or am I just following the procedures?

You might probably have procedures.

Time is like these.

Maybe.

But whatever happened to loyalty to your friends?

I'd better call headquarters.

Keep them up to date.

Declared. Declared what?

That we'll never pass them on.

Come on. Be brave.

Well, Ray, it looks as if it's all over the bar of shouting.

Yeah, I think the shield's staying with Scarsdale, Brian.

Well, this is humiliating. Tell him me.

So much for your secret weapon, then, Blaketon.

Oh, don't you worry, Mostyn. He'll be here. He's just been held up, that's

I wonder what's happened. It's all right, David, to let us down.

I wish I knew.

Where are you going with that?

It's for Denny Barlow, Sarge.

He's been calling.

Denny Barlow.

Hang on, that's it.

Denny Barlow.

When Dooley phoned this morning, he knew I was at the barn yesterday.

So he must have been there and seen us. And if he saw me, then he must have seen

Denny.

But he didn't mention Denny.

So he doesn't want us to know about that.

Why? Because they've got history.

And if history's anything to go by, then Dooley is clearly a man driven by

revenge. That could be the one thing that might distract him from his plan to

free his brother.

The opportunity of getting revenge on Denny.

But how's this going to help us get Rob back?

It means for the first time we're one step ahead of Dooley.

If he was to try and find Denny before the exchange, where's the first place

he'd look?

Enough explosives to blow

up in a tank.

A simple detonator attached to a trip wire on the handle.

So as soon as the cops come in the door looking for him, kaboom.

What I thought the deal was, we get Dave, they get the copper.

Yeah.

But it's more fun this way.

This is the best bit.

One tight wire, one loose.

If this one gets any tighter, bang.

If this one gets any looser...

The same thing happens.

Just to stop you wriggling free to save your mates before they knock down the

door.

Rosie, get your pads, or I want you to go out and bat.

Me? Why?

Because I've got to go and find David, and you're probably as good as any of us

out there.

Oh, thank you. Oh, I promise they won't let you down. Right.

You do understand the risk you're taking?

Yes, I do.

Denny Barlett's supposed to be under our protection. He's in danger of life.

I have the quarters appointed out at some length.

There's one thing that we can do that might diminish the risk to Walker.

So do I have your support?

Fetch him out, Bellamy.

David!

David!

Where is he then?

Oh, no.

Come

on,

David.

What on earth were you thinking about? Sorry, Mr. Blitzen.

It's not my fault. It's just me new mates, they kept offering to buy me

Well, it's rude to say no, isn't it? What mates?

My wife's with Scarsdale. She taught me all the pub crawl.

Oh, did they indeed. Right, in you get.

We've got a cricket match to win.

And if you're sick in my car, I'll have your guts for garters.

We'll be watching you every minute, if you want them to any harm.

And just remind me, what do I get out of it?

You'll have helped save a man's life.

Oh, great.

They can put that on my head, don't they?

Glad to come to that.

I get full support from Division.

There's a couple of hours before the coppers come with Dave.

If we find old Miller, he'll catch a trap.

So you find a safe place to keep a lookout.

I thought we were in this together.

We are.

I've just got some unfinished business to tie up first.

Denny.

Either reason, Dave's rotting in a cell.

Go on.

You will come back, won't you?

Of course.

What's got into you?

Just keep your head down.

and your eyes peeled.

Women can't play cricket.

What's the game coming to? I wonder what Fred would say.

I don't know. We've never had it in our day, that's for certain.

Hey!

I'm not bowling under onto her.

Any objections to a woman umpire? There's note in the laws about women

cricket. So shut your face and bowl.

Go on, Rosie!

Show them what you're made of!

What we in Aidensfield call a reverse sweep.

What kind of a shot was that, Ray? Was it a reverse sweep?

Reverse sweep, my backside.

Tenny Barlow been in today?

Usually in about three o 'clock.

Julie's arrived.

Come on, Bellamy.

You know what to do.

Leave it to me. We've got the bridge completely covered.

Call me up. It's Oscar. Let's hope he's found David.

Gina, Carol, give me a hand.

Oh, he's had a skimple.

OK, I've got him. I've got him.

This is all your fault, Mostyn. I know you

took David out last night and got him drunk.

It's true, isn't it? Yes, it's true.

He is definitely drunk.

I want a word with you. Ray, Ray, listen, mate.

Listen, listen, Ray, I can explain it.

Where's Walker?

Come on, David.

No, no, Margie, it's horrible.

We need to sober you up, David.

Oh, I'm all right now.

This is hopeless, Oscar.

We only need 30 more runs to win.

Yeah, but what with David in this state?

You've got to be joking.

I'm not joking. You know what this is, don't you?

Oh, I know, I know. The Moncton Shield, Pride of Aidensfield, blah, blah, blah.

But is any of that more important than humiliating poor David? Any more than

you've done already.

Oh, all right.

I'm sorry, David.

Shame.

I'm OK.

Concede defeat, Blaketon. Then we can all go home.

No, wait.

Mr Blaketon, I'm not going to let you down.

David!

You're forgetting something.

Go on, David.

Where's PC Walker?

Don't you understand?

It's all over.

We've got Morby Bridge completely cut off. We'll be picking your mate up any

minute.

Oh, what's the point?

Henshaw's print works.

No, no, it's that.

Where?

Exactly.

In the cellar.

Through the blue door.

Put him in a cellar and let me outside.

Remember what I said. Don't be afraid.

And keep your eye on the ball, OK?

When you see it coming, wallop it.

Wallop it.

OK.

You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really

want You can get it if you really want But you must try, try

and try

Try and try.

You'll succeed at last.

Where's P .C. Walker?

You can get it if you really want.

You can get it if you really want. But you can try.

You can try and try.

You can try and try.

You can do that.

Oh, Lord, Davis facing the attack. And it's the last over of the match.

How many runs do we need to win?

Five.

Sergeant Miller, PC Bellamy, are you receiving me?

Do not repeat... Do not enter the print works. The place is booby -trapped.

Dooley's fixed explosives to the door.

There we are.

Back where it belongs.

And no thanks to you, Al. Well, I did have rather more important things to

attend to.

Exactly. Don't listen to your mouth.

And cheers to David and Rosie, without whom the Moncton Shield would now be in

Scarsdale lands.

Cheers. Cheers, David.

Mind you, it's coming to something.

When a Yorkshire cricket team has to be rescued by a woman and a drunk.

I'm making inquiries about Mr Nigel Parker.

Why? Mr Parker was injured in a car accident last night. And when hospitals

it's touching, go as to whether he'll pull through.

I've just come back from the hospital.

Ah, how's Mr Parker? Oh, very poorly.

And if that wasn't enough, I got home to find Duncan had gone missing.

Miss me? I know my son. It's not like him.