Original subtitles

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

Heartbeat, why does a love chip play in my memory?

Nothing, nothing without a woman and a man. All

right.

Come on now. Come on now. Oh, you duckling. You see?

Man made the car.

It takes over the world.

Stay here till I give the word.

She's too comfortable.

I don't think he's going to give me any trouble, do you?

Stay back!

What do you want? You know why I'm here. You've been served with a court

eviction order. Don't know what you're talking about.

Look, this has been going on long enough, Rogers. Today's the day you've

get out, and I'm here to make sure you do.

Court or no court, I'm not going.

Mr Brady. Look, keep back, Constable.

I'm dealing with it.

All right, Mr Brady.

I've seen how you deal with it.

Now let me talk to him.

Yeah, all right.

Give me a chance to load my gun.

See you blink then, eh? Back to your vehicle, please.

And stay there.

Put the gun away, Brian.

You with them? No.

I've been sent to keep the peace.

That's easy.

Tell them to go.

Sorry, I can't.

We'd better make ourselves scarce.

That shot sounded too close for comfort.

What shot?

Just now.

Didn't you hear it?

Some lookout you are.

Are you feeling all right?

You know, why?

You just seem a bit more behind the door than usual.

Now, come on, let's go.

I paid something last week.

Too little, too late, Brian.

I understand you've been in arrears for months.

I haven't really worked since Mary and the kid he left.

I've been sorting myself out.

A few jobs lined up.

That's good.

Your sister's offered you a bed. I'll tide you over.

Lord Ashfordly would have given me more time.

This fellow should go back to Africa or wherever.

They treat people different there.

Maybe so.

Come on.

Okay, you can go in.

Make sure they leave Ms Worktools in his van.

What do you

think? Mmm,

very nice.

Oscar, of course, thinks we should have the reception at the village hall.

Over my dead body, I said.

Will we take the photos for a star?

And this place has got a lovely garden.

What's going on in this nook? Oh, it's quarter day for the tenants at the

Ashfordly estate.

The new manager's in there collecting the rents.

He gets the room, we get the trade, and that lot come to pay up and grumble.

What's this? Your rent regime for the coming year.

You are joking, aren't you?

It's the same increase for all the tenants.

20 % more.

Look, rents have been frozen for some time, Mr Jackson. Yeah, for good reason.

Livestock prices are down, feedstuffs up, and bank charges are diabolical.

Most folk are down to bone already.

Lucky you have a profitable sideline, then.

How do you mean?

Your B &B business.

Oh, that's just a hobby for missus. Not from what I hear.

What's it to you, any road?

According to the terms of your lease, any business activity outside of farming

needs to be reported to the landlord.

Did you do that?

It's no flaming secret.

Oh, that's a no, is it?

I mention it just to make the point.

What point?

That things are about to change around here.

Are we done?

Er, yes.

Now, Mr Jackson, you forgot your beer.

It's gone sour.

Here you go, Peg. Thank you. You're welcome.

No.

Can I talk to you about our David?

Of course you can, Peggy. What's the matter with him? Well, I hardly know.

just that he seems to be in a bit of a daze all the time.

Has he complained about headaches?

No, but he did say that he felt a bit wobbly. Well, something affecting his

balance. Do you think his blood pressure ought to be checked?

Possibly, but it's more likely he's got an ear infection.

At least your eviction were a quick death, Brian.

We're all going the same road, but slower.

Well, that certainly can be an awkward sound, sir, but it's always been live

let live with him.

This one's out to finish us.

If we don't finish him first.

Winnie! Hello, buddy. Hello, love.

You all right?

I wonder if she knows what's in store for her.

See you in three months' time, Mr Galloway.

Aye, I am.

Do you want the jug filling up, Mr Brady?

No, plenty, thanks.

No takers?

No takers for free beer.

That's the first.

Lovely to see you, Winnie.

So, how are you?

Oh, not so bad.

Can I get you something to drink?

Please. Well, Mr Brady's got some beer over there, but I'm sure he'd like me to

get you something special.

Yes, of course.

One more blackcurrant?

Lovely. How about you, Rosie?

I'll be fine with the beer, thanks.

Are you two ladies together?

Only for transport.

Rosie kindly picked me up.

It's a day out for me, you see.

Oh, well, I was glad you could make it, Mrs Cresswell.

And ever come to pay me dad's farm rent as well.

Right.

I'll come back when you're finished, OK? No, no, you stay. There's nothing

private.

Have a check somewhere.

No. You're from Africa. Have I got that right?

Rhodesia, yes. I grew up here, though. In the Dales, rather.

Rhodesia. Hot, I should think.

Yes. Now here.

Oh, you must have your reasons.

There was a... Check.

Oh.

You must find it a bit of a change.

From Rhodesia?

No, the Dales.

Oh. Dales folk take a while to settle up here, even if they have come via

Africa.

Where's everyone gone?

Now the not -so -so good news.

I've already heard.

My rent's gone up.

Along with that of every other tenant, by 20%. Oh, even for Winnie?

Which is no income to speak of.

It's all right, Rosie.

I have to make sure every property pays its way.

Well, she only gets by now through subletting a field.

Rosie, Mr Brady has a job to do.

Do you want this in here, Winnie?

No, love, I'll come in bar.

Someone always starts a sing -song.

Oh, I doubt there'll be a sing -song today.

You want her out, don't you?

Well, don't you? At her age, shouldn't she be somewhere more comfortable?

It's her home. It has been for years.

You haven't answered my question.

I think I just have. Look, rents are fat on the assumption that play through the

working farms. Mrs Cresswell hasn't been that for years.

Shall we get started?

All right.

See you both later.

Checking out time, is it?

Yeah. Well, thanks for the use of the room.

Well, they say first impressions count, Mr. Brady, and you certainly made them

count. Well, nothing's had to be done.

People have been living in cloud cuckoo land round here for far too long.

Thanks again.

You're welcome.

Gina?

Yeah?

Let me use the phone.

Coming to, Sergeant. That damage to my manager's vehicle was clearly the work

my antennas.

We don't know that for certain, my Lord.

Oh, come, come, Sergeant. It was a reaction to the rent increase imposed by

Brady. A revolt, no less. We'll be making inquiries, naturally.

With some urgency, I trust.

P .C. Walker tells me that Mr Brady has a habit of rubbing people up the wrong

way. Perhaps he hasn't yet learned to appreciate the difference between here

South Africa.

Nonsense, Sergeant Jimbo. Brady's the son of my government. He's as English as

am.

He thought I could just put my hands on a new set straight away.

Push, push. I can't be doing with it.

So who did it, Rosie?

No idea.

Really? Smart girl like you?

She's saying no.

Not into me.

You approve of criminal damage, then? If you want my opinion, I think Brady's an

arrogant pig.

Firstly, he throws Brian Rogers out in his ear, and now he's gunning for Winnie

Cresswell. Brian Rogers was the instigator.

Sorry, Rob. I can't help.

Good to see you back in harness.

Plenty of opposite here.

Just as well.

My sister doesn't want me under her feet.

I'm investigating the damage to Mr Brady's motor.

Yeah?

I hear the mood got pretty ugly in the bar amongst the tenants.

I wouldn't know.

I was minding my own business.

After what happened to you, Brian, nobody'd blame you for taking a bit of

revenge.

What do you say?

I say you got the wrong tree.

Go and bark up another.

Have we got something here?

Oh, yes.

I mean, Nora.

Oh, David.

I am lucky to be alive.

I have been chased by the hounds of hell.

Whose hounds?

Lord Ashfordly's gamekeepers.

Oh, see if you can find me a supper brandy, would you? Oh.

Oh, this man Brady must have whipped him into shape.

He ain't no doing that well.

A corny in every trap.

I had to drop him.

Thank you.

What are you hiding, David?

Hiding? Under that paper.

Right, well, this is a sort of a hobby of mine, right? It's a stamp collection,

if you must know.

Oh!

And is them your albums?

Yeah. Hey!

Stamp collection?

A Green Shield stamp collection.

What's your husband about, Mrs Jackson?

He's up in barn, chopping wood.

Thank you.

Mr Jackson.

Biffy Walker.

What can I do for you?

I'm told you were in the Edensfield Arms yesterday.

What of it?

You're aware of what happened to Mr Brady's Land Rover?

Aye.

Couldn't have happened to a nicer fella.

Do you know who did it?

No.

One or two names have been bandied about.

Oh, what?

One or two who were angry with Mr Brady?

As far as I could tell, everyone were angry.

The man's a wrong one.

He even had a go at me for doing B &B, way I say so.

If you're looking for anyone who had cause to shred his tyres, you're best

at all.

Hi, King.

Hi, love. Come on in.

Oh, that's Walker.

Oh, Ventra's asked me to give you these. Oh,

thank you.

Oh, that's great.

Got some more at home if you're that keen.

You're not collecting them yourself?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, in the bin.

That's like throwing money away.

Well, you're more than welcome to that.

Great. OK.

Mrs Cresswell?

Who is it?

Jim Brady.

Oh, hello.

Sorry to disturb you.

I'm just having a flick around.

What can I do for you?

Oh, we didn't get much of a chance to talk yesterday, so I thought I'd pop

and see how things were.

Speak plain, Mr. Brady.

You want to know if I'll go?

Well, yes, I suppose I do.

Just you know why Why

you and I Will

No true love way.

Sometimes we'll sigh.

Sometimes we'll cry. Oi.

What do you belong to, eh?

Hello.

Ah, that's Cassidy, isn't it? Jim Brady.

Hi. Is Winnie all right?

Yeah, she seems fine.

I was just passing, all right?

Right. Actually, I was wanting to have a word with you about her situation here,

if that's possible.

Oh, yeah, I suppose so.

Over a sandwich, perhaps, at the pub?

Two visitors in one day.

There's a thing.

I've got a cable on.

Sometimes we sigh.

Sometimes...

What are you doing?

I might ask you the same question.

Where has this lot come from?

Well, I bought them. What for?

Because I need them.

Hair curlers?

Oh, yeah, well, that was a double stamps offer, so... Oh, I see. You bought all

this lot just so you could get some worthless stamps.

Well, that's all you know.

You know, I can swap my worthless... Is there anything in that catalogue? Oh,

yes.

Well, it says here you need seven and a quarter bucks just to get a pen and

pencil set.

Well, I'm far beyond that.

I'll show what I'm saving up for.

An electric trouser press.

What do you want one of them for?

Put creases in my trousers. You've got creases in your trousers.

Proper wands.

I know you've been acting peculiar lately, but I never imagined anything

this. Now, show me your tongue.

What? Your tongue.

Oh, that's disgusting.

Why? Because it's gone green from licking all them stamps.

I bumped into Jim Brady at Mrs Cresswell's.

I think he's leaning on her to leave the farm.

Winnie's not at all well, a bit frail, in fact.

What are you saying?

Well, if his badgering makes her worse, it could stir the locals up again. We

could do without that.

We've got zero cooperation, as it is. I'm just warning you.

Nurse Cassidy.

Just the girl.

I think I've found out what's up with our David.

I'll leave you to it.

Oh!

Peggy, can you give these to David when you see him?

So you're the one that got him hooked on this collecting lark?

No. It was Alf Ventress, I think.

See you both later.

Bye, Rose.

Alf Ventress.

I just gave him a few stamps, that's all.

And started him on the road to ruin.

Oh, don't be daft. It's harmless.

Harmless? When he spends every penny he's got trying to get some more and

on end licking the damn things, he's only gone and got himself addicted to

glue. Oh, give over. By nine o 'clock at night, I swear he's three foot off the

ground.

Oh, hello, sir.

Hi, Jim. I hope you don't mind. The door was open.

Well, it's all... Can I get you a drink?

No, thank you, no. I won't keep you long.

Jimbo!

I've had a deputation of penance up at the hall, rather aggrieved at recent

developments. Oh, rent rises, you mean. Yes.

I wonder if we haven't been just a little heavy -handed.

This isn't Africa, Jimbo. This is a close -knit community of cussed

folk. They do not respond well to bullying.

With respect, sir, you asked me to do a job.

In the long run, a viable estate benefits the community more than one in

upper. I can't argue with that, but I do urge caution.

And I don't need to remind you that your exit from Rhodesia was the result of a

certain recklessness on your part?

You're right, sir.

I don't need reminding.

Right.

We'll leave it at that, then.

Lord Ashfordly was away for the night and his housekeeper heard nothing. Yes,

Sarge. She got up this morning to find a panel in the rear door being broken and

the door was unlocked.

Nothing was missing, no distress.

Another peasant protest?

Seems likely.

Yes, Bellamy.

Lord Ashfordly on the phone.

She's got back to the hall to find half the contents of the wine cellar have

been nicked.

until I sat Jimbo Brady.

Yeah. Well, it's an outrage.

Have you any idea as to the value of the haul?

Well, it runs in the many, many hundreds of pounds.

Bottles laid down for generations now in the hands of people who wouldn't open

two sturdy sticks from a dandelion and burdock.

Mrs Cameron didn't hear anything?

No, apparently she'd been sleeping badly and took a tablet.

I'll speak with her in a moment.

Yeah, well, she's in quite a state, so go gently on her.

She I can trust.

Others, who knows?

But I will not be held to ransom like this.

Had scenes of crime arrived? I left them to it.

Any prints on the bottle?

Only mine.

One every hour, eh?

Well, you'd better get out there and start questioning the usual suspects.

easy is said and done, Sarge. Nobody will talk to us. We're pigs in the

in Alder. With Ashfordly breathing down our necks, we can't hang about waiting

for the culprits to go down with gout.

No, Sarge. So get on with it.

You can see if any of his lordships have found their way in there amongst the

good scog and damson.

Yes. Very funny.

Oh, it's funny, right enough.

Well, you still haven't told us where you were last night.

I was in the bosom of my family constable.

You never went out?

No. And your wife can confirm that, can't she?

Oh, you can bet on it.

What about you being me guest?

What about him? Was he still here?

Aye.

Mr Ventress?

Oh, hello, David.

Could I have a bit of advice, please?

It's about my stamp collection.

You see, I've got so many of them now that I can't sleep because I'm worried

that people are going to call Nickman.

Oh, I see.

So, do you think I'll need a safe?

Or is the bank the right place for him?

Well, I'm not sure that you need to go that far, David. You see, I don't think

burglar could carry enough to make it worth his while.

Right, well, thanks anyway.

Did you get anything?

No, what about you?

Nothing. Saw nothing, heard nothing.

And he's not even a member of the local resistance group.

So what now?

Back home for me.

Miller's given me a couple of hours off.

Now? What for?

Exam swapping.

Oh, so great. I'm supposed to stay here, am I?

And tackle the wall of silence on my own? Good man.

See you later in the pub.

I didn't think we'd see you in here again.

I'm not put off that easily.

Well, the grumblers are still after.

Hi. Hi.

What are you having?

Tonic water, please.

Save for me, please.

Right. I'll bring them over.

Thanks. Have a seat.

Not drinking?

No, no. I gave up.

Oh, thanks for making the time.

Oh, no trouble.

That Lord Ashfordly tenant's my patient, so it's useful for me to know what's

going on. You probably know more about that than I do.

I know that Gina's had to stop them pinning your picture to the dartboard.

Well, I represent change.

It's a dirty word in a place like this.

Hiya. What are you doing here? I said I'd meet Rob.

Good, because I need to talk to you about something.

I'm all ears.

Hello. Hi, Gina.

Do you know what it's trying to do with Winnie Grandpa?

What do you mean?

Well, he didn't tell me what you said to her.

But I could tell she was disturbed.

She knows you're trying to get her out. Well, I've made no secret of it. Well,

I'd like you to leave her alone.

Oh, really?

Well, that wouldn't be a problem if only her so -called friends would tell her

the truth instead of me.

She's too old to live on her farm on her own.

A cheque to pay the deposit for the reception.

You paid that ages ago.

Yeah, I know, but when I rang up this morning to ask for a receipt, they said

they hadn't received it.

What? I'm not trusting the post again.

So will you take it for me, please?

Yeah, of course I will.

Thank you.

Hey, up.

Hey,

Rob.

What's going on there?

You tell me.

Oh, comfortable.

Any joy fighting the boss with Vino yet? I'm afraid not, Mr Brady.

Yeah, we've been a bit short -staffed recently.

Early days.

Oh, well, no need to rush, eh?

Mr Brady's been telling me all about his athletic prowess. Once upon a time,

briefly. I told him you were a runner too, Rob.

Mr Brady's a 3A's champion sprinter. Junior champion.

Three A's, eh? Yeah, that's frank.

Mr Brady's a famous sprinter, like Rob.

Well, looking at them now, my money's on Bobby.

Mine too.

No, I'm not sure.

Well, you can put your money in your pocket.

In any case, I was a distance runner.

Oh, really? What sort of distance?

Half marathon.

Oh, that's too far for me.

Well, how about a mile?

What? Well, it's neither a dash or a sprint. You know, fair for both of you.

Fair for what? For a race?

The race for a trophy, that trophy, the... The Aidensfield Trophy.

Yeah, the Aidensfield Trophy. My money's still on Bobby. So is mine.

Forget it.

Oh, come on. What?

I don't know.

I bet you Mr Brady's up for it.

All right, then. Why not? Hey, right.

Over to you.

Look, I've said forget it. No, come on.

Shame.

There's got to be a way of getting them all back on our side.

I don't want you to hammer him.

Think, Rob, think.

What do you say, Constable?

Come on, Rob.

I'll stop a mile up the Elthamby Road.

See the end finish.

I could kill you for this.

Give over, he's just had one of Gina's bats.

He's there for the taking.

Get on with it, come on.

Right, you two, you ready?

I want no biting and no scratching.

just a couple of the locals having a race.

Fill her up. Please, Rosie.

Have you had a word?

Oh, he's got it bad, and no mistake.

Scrounging stamps off all on Sunday. It's a full -blown addiction.

Well, I spoke to Nurse Cassidy about his craving for glue, and she suggests

trying aversion therapy.

What's that?

Well, it's what they do to kids who won't stop biting their nails.

What is it?

It's a solution of bitter aloes.

Oh, Steve.

Near the village, the peaceful village, the lion sleeps tonight.

Near the village... I might can't preserve it. OK.

Is there anything between you and Nurse Cassidy?

Why, do you like her?

Yeah. I like her.

So do I.

It's as far as it goes, though.

Didn't want to put my foot in it.

I hear you lost your wife not so long ago.

Yeah. Sorry.

Had something similar with a girlfriend.

Car crash.

We both got thrown out.

She didn't make it.

How did it happen?

I don't really know.

We'd both been drinking. I was out of my skull.

Somehow she got hold of the keys of my Land Rover.

She was driving?

Yeah.

The family didn't believe me.

They wanted to see me hang.

I can't say I blame them, really.

That sort of guilt never leaves you.

Someone going to pick us up or what?

You're a man who likes to get his way, Mr Brady.

I know.

That's why I wanted Miss Cartwright here, to catch any rumours of foul play.

Well, how do you know he can trust me?

Well, Mrs Cresswell says I can.

Besides, if she agrees to leave the farm, your brother can have first

the tenancy. Oh, I see.

You can't get round me that easily.

Winnie, you don't have to do this.

All your memories are here.

I'll still have those.

Look, what about the horses?

Whoever took over here, I'd have to agree to look after them.

Ain't that so, Mr Brady?

Yes.

Mr Brady's arranged a little bungalow for me nearer the shops.

It's only right that others should come here.

Make the farm live again.

I'll do the paperwork and we'll take it from there.

There is something on your mind.

I don't hear you look at me.

There is something on...

You take care, Jimbo. I'll see you soon.

How is he, my lord? Bearing up, the doctor said he'll be OK. Flesh wound

the shoulder.

Is he fit enough to answer some questions?

Shortly, I believe.

But you know, Sergeant, it's a pity it took so long before things were taken

seriously.

Hiya.

Look what I found with the empties.

Lord Ashford leaves, do you think?

Probably. Yeah, yeah, what happened to Jimbo Brady?

Terrible.

Yeah.

Phil, what's wrong? Well, I went to drop the check in for the reception and...

Well, they said I was too late.

How do you mean? Someone else has booked it.

Did you tell them the first check got locked in the post? Yeah, yeah, but they

said there's nothing that they could do.

But don't worry, we'll get somewhere else. How can we?

There's no time.

We sent your rifle to forensics for examination.

If I'd done it, do you think I'd use my own gun?

Well, we'll see, won't we?

PC Walker says you're very handy with a rifle.

I was at my sister's all morning.

But she wasn't.

She went shopping for about an hour. She can't back up your alibi.

This is a very serious matter, Mr Rogers.

Yeah, but it was nothing to do with me.

Nothing?

At the very least, you're guilty of helping to stir things up. He was for

chucking Winnie Cresswell off her place.

Like he did for you.

As it happens, Winnie wants to go.

Whoever shot Brady did Winnie no favours at all.

Like

a

bad penny, Constable.

I take it you've heard what's happened to Mr Brady?

Aye, aye, bad do.

You're Mrs Crestwell's nearest neighbour.

So? Where were you two hours ago?

Er, we were in Tenacre, Mending Boundary Wall.

Did anyone see you there?

Everyone who came that road.

You have a certificate for a rifle.

Why? I'd like to see it, please.

There's been fire today.

No.

Smell it.

Well?

I'll need to take you for examination.

Who has access to it besides you?

One of the missus.

What about guests?

I suppose so. The one who's here now?

Possibly. What's his name?

Fancy name.

De Villiers. I think the wife said he was South African.

Is he in his room now?

No. Her wife's taken him to Ashfordly.

Said he had to get to hospital.

Do you have any other firearms?

A bolt gun for slaughtering.

Give it to me.

Delta Alpha 2 -4 to control over.

Go ahead, Rob.

Do we have anyone who can get to the hospital urgently?

Just a minute. Bolt gun's missing.

Forget it, Alf. I'll get there myself.

I'll come back for this later.

Sorry.

Hello, Jimbo.

Sorry I didn't make it a clean kill.

I'll try and do better, eh?

It won't bring her back, Huey. It'll bring her justice.

To know you're still breathing while she's dead is more than I can stop. You

know I wasn't driving.

James Brady, is he still in the same room?

Yeah, straight through there.

You killed her. No more running from that now.

He murdered my sister.

What more do you need to know?

The police in your country decided to take no action. They were got at.

He was guilty as hell.

Hello?

Who is it?

Me.

Come in.

Not me.

On the move?

Yeah, I'm going back.

Oh.

Locals will be dancing in the street, no?

Not all of them.

Well, there's no need to be now.

Rob told me about the fatal car accident you were in.

Then you know why I'm going back?

I'm not sure I do.

I'm going so they won't be able to prosecute De Villiers.

But he tried to kill you. I know, but... I couldn't live with causing that

family any more grief.

Let me read Ressie's shoulder.

What I've said, it's between you and me.

I don't want to be headed off at the border.

Go in and cash your stamps.

I can't let them go just like that.

Get attached.

David, you have been going on non -stop about a trouser press. Now get in there.

Go on and get it.

Shocked as anyone.

He was en route by the time I read his note.

Did Mr Brady say he'd be returning?

No, and I'd rather think that's the last we'll be seeing of James Brady.

Awkward. Without our witness in chief, we won't be able to proceed against de

Villiers. But you have other witnesses.

True, but if Mr Brady doesn't come back to give evidence, my hands are tied.

The case will have to remain on file.

De Villiers released?

Yes. Well, I'm astounded. Maybe you can take comfort from the fact that the

source of the unrest has gone away.

Walker, would you get Ventress and Bellamy?

On a brighter note, a number of boxes were left on our doorstep this morning.

Perhaps you could identify them.

Good Lord, my shadow, the feet are wonderful.

A gesture of peace, I assume.

Yes, indeed, and one deserving of some reciprocity, perhaps.

Yes, well... Constable, my housekeeper tells me that you're very shortly to

marry Gina Ward.

Yes, my lord.

By popular local demand, I understand.

Now, listen, I know you've probably already made your arrangements, but how

about I put the hall at your disposal for the big day?

Ashfordly Hall?

For the reception?

Ah, too late, I suppose.

No. No, I could always cancel the other place.

Thank you.

And no doubt, my lord, you wouldn't mind opening one or two of these for the

toast. Not that one, sergeant.

But I think I'd stretch to one or two of these.

Is that it, then?

No.

We'd roll out, so they'd give me a nearest alternative.

What's that?

It's an electric horse death tray.

It's for when we're entertaining VIPs.

Get in, David.

I'll only be pleased. I'll only be pleased if I thought you'd learnt a

Now get in.

So good!

So good!

I gotta use!

without a stag night.

Jack, what are you doing here? I expect she'll be gone in the morning. Off with

Jack Hollins.

I know it must be a shock, Peggy, but I need some help.