All language subtitles for heartbeat_s16e24_laying_the_ghost

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

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

Come on in.

Oi!

Stop!

Are you all right, son?

You've now got trouble since the moment
she moved in.

Morning.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

So what was the rush?

Mr Kirby said she always drives like
that.

Yeah, well, he can't stand her. From
what I hear, nobody can.

Oh, Mr Scripps.

I've brought you a poster for my bring
-and -by sale to put up. Ooh!

Goodness me, whatever's happened?

David got knocked off his bike.

Oh, was he hurt?

No, but he might easily have been.

And guess who did it? That new lady up
at Hill Cottage.

And she didn't even stop.

She's peculiar, isn't she? She hardly
goes out and doesn't speak to anybody.

Hey, maybe she's a celebrity, you know,
a famous film star. Come on, Rosemary,

she's probably just a bit shy.

That's right, Mr Scripps.

New to the village, she just needs to
get to know a few people. That's all

that's the matter with her. Mrs Jowett,
we've tried being friendly. She's not

interested. Oh, right.

Well, I'll ask her to help at the sale.
That might help break the ice. Which

reminds me, Mrs Armstrong... Sorry, I
can't stop. About the sale, I've put you

on jumble.

Me? That's right. Right up your street,
I thought. Yes! I knew you'd say yes.

Morning.

My word, Rob.

I'm impressed.

You got in.

Yep. Out of all those candidates, well
done. When do you start?

Well, I haven't got back to them yet,
actually.

Well, you're not having any doubts, are
you? Well, this is a place on a special

course. It's a fantastic opportunity.

Well, I know, but... But what?

Well, am I up to it for a start?

What do you mean, are you up to it? You
passed the exam, you got through the

interview. Yeah.

Look, the thing is, Oscar, this job in
Aidensfield is all I've ever wanted.

Working with the people I grew up with.

I mean, I love it, I really do.

So why move on?

You're on the ladder.

A sergeant straight after the course, an
inspector in a few years' time. You're

on the fast track.

Something that didn't exist in my day. I
know, I know. It's just I keep thinking

about the others, you know.

Alf, Jeff, Phil.

Phil especially.

They're my mates.

It seems, I don't know, disloyal
somehow.

There's another reason for all this
nonsense, isn't there?

No.

Oh, aye.

Blonde air.

Blue eyes.

Known to us all as the district nurse.

Aren't they?

You know that camera you found?

Oh, the one I won that prize with? Yeah,
that's right, lovey. Can I borrow it?

Oh, that is not going to our jumble
stall.

We won't be running a jumble stall.

We're going to run a stall of our own.

Well, Mrs Jowett said that we... I don't
care what that old bat said. We are

going to sell pictures.

Pictures? Yes.

Photographs. Like these.

David Bailey.

It's that photographer bloke.

He earns a fortune, and if he can, so
can we.

Albeit on a smaller scale.

Well,

that's Twiglet.

Twiglet, David.

Yeah, well, we're never going to get
her, are we? Well, of course we're not.

am talking landscapes.

We've still got all them development
trays and whatnot, I take it.

Yeah, somewhere. Good.

Well, I shall take the pictures with my
artistic flair and you can develop them

and then we'll stick them in them old
frames in the garage.

Framed studies of local sites.

Hey, I can see them now.

Could bring us in a nice bob or two.

Hey, I thought all the money had to go
to the Ainsfield toddler group.

Of course it is, David.

After we've taken out our costs.

Have you heard of Brownfield yet, Rob?

No.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Oh, hello, Mr Kirby.

What's the problem today?

Right. Leave it to me, then.

Ah, Mr Kirby again, Rob. He's still got
a problem with that woman opposite.

Where's he gone?

Miller's office.

He seems in a funny mood at the minute.

Must be the strain of waiting for the
results.

I think it's a really good idea, Peggy.
That'd be a nice mall and scene editor.

You've got to get it right, though. I
mean, the thing about a good photo is

composition. Yes, I know.

What you've got to do is get your
fingers like this and make a square,

And you frame your scene through it and
you move it round like that so you get a

nice picture.

That's what Jackie used to always say.

Yes. And you need a focal point,
something that draws you in. I know. And

make it too symmetrical.

You don't want a tree on that side and a
tree on that side. Thank you, Gina.

I think I'll manage.

Oh, Mrs Jowett, about that jumble stall.

I've got a question for you, Nurse
Cassidy.

I've just discovered Miss Elliot's got a
baby.

Baby? Definitely.

I've just heard it.

And the thing is, she's out.

Now, that's illegal, isn't it, leaving a
child on its own? Well, it would be,

yeah, if she had one. I don't think she
has, Mrs Jowett. She told me she lived

on her own. It's probably just the dog
whining. Excuse me, Mr Blaketon. I do

know the difference between a dog and a
baby.

Tell you what, I've got to go and see
about our David's bike.

I'll ask her.

Well, well.

There's a feather in your cap, Walker.

I haven't told the others yet, and I'd
rather not for the time being, just

I think things over.

Very well.

Though what there is to think over, I
can't imagine.

But it'd be a big change, Sarge.

Indeed. And for us, too.

We'll be sorry to lose you.

And would we get a replacement, I
wonder?

Sarge? Oh, don't forget, you own the
police house.

Once you're gone, it's gone.

It might just be the excuse HQ need to
scrap the position.

So, Miss Elliot, I've called around
about my nephew's bicycle, only I'm

you see that it's a complete write -off.

So, as I said to her, David, rather than
call the police, I thought I'd come

round in and see if we could sort out
some kind of financial settlement. You

know, keep it all out of court.

So, if I could come in... I'm sorry, I
have no idea what you're talking about.

Geoffrey? Yeah?

You know this bring -em -by sale?

No. You do.

Mrs. Jowett's thing.

Well, we were thinking, how about you
for naming the dolly?

Naming the dolly? Yeah.

Mrs. Ventress has made this doll and the
price we're getting is the same and we

need somebody to take it. Oh, come on,
Geoff.

For the toddler group.

Toddler group?

Well, that Elliot woman. I have never
known anybody so rude in the whole of my

life. I went round there to see about
our David's bike and what did she do?

slammed the door in my face.

No apology, no offer of compensation, as
rude as rude could be.

And I saw a teddy bear.

Sorry? That's right, a teddy bear
playing at the pipe staff.

And though it hurts me to say so, Joyce
Jowett was right. There is a baby.

Peggy. No, there's got to be, Gina.

Otherwise, why would there be a toy on
the floor?

If there was a baby, we would have seen
it by now. Of course we would. Not

necessarily. Not if she never takes it
out.

Come on.

Well, it could be very ill.

Or... She could be hiding it.

Hiding it? But explain why she never
lets anybody in the house, Gina. That's

right.

She could have stolen it.

No, she might have been desperate for a
child and pinched one.

She could have kidnapped it and be
asking for ransom.

You see, that could be why she wears
them dark glasses, to avoid detection.

Oh, Tom.

I think we're getting a bit carried
away, aren't we? Yeah, I agree. Talk

speculation. The teddy bear is not
speculation, Oscar.

And where there's a bear, there's a
child.

And if it's a child, why is it a secret?

It's gonna be like looking for a needle
in a haystack.

We'll track her down, don't you worry.

Come on. Go!

Roger. Rob, it's Carol for

you. Urgent.

Carol?

Miss Elliot's dog, yeah.

About half an hour ago.

Tell him it's a danger to the old
village. Tell him it wants shooting.

Kirby again.

Guess what this time.

The woman opposite's got a dog and his
sons, and he got bitten fending it off.

Better get over there before World War
III breaks out.

Well, I'm glad it's your patch, mate,
and not mine.

Who's that, did he say? The lady who
everyone's so up in arms about.

Apparently she might have stolen a baby.

You what?

Well, that's what they're all saying
down at the pub. Oh, yeah.

You don't want to listen to village
gossip, lad.

I hope these are not going to take long.
It might be quicker if you put the dog

away first.

Go and catch it. Go.

Let's get back to why you left it out in
the first place. I told you, because

somebody kept ringing my doorbell.

Yes, two young boys aged just nine and
eleven. I was frightened. I thought...

You thought what?

I didn't know who it was.

In other words, you let out a dangerous
dog to attack persons unknown. Trojan's

not dangerous.

Mr Kirby only got hurt because he tried
to pull away.

And it was his fault in the first place
if he hadn't allowed his kids to run

wild. That's no excuse, I'm afraid.

If you have a big dog like that, you
must act responsibly.

I'm sorry.

I promise it won't happen again.

All right.

As it's the first time it's happened,
I'll let the matter rest this once.

But should there be a next time? There
won't be. You have my absolute word.

I can't afford to lose him living here
on my own.

Not quite on your own, is he?

Yes, Constable. Quite on my own.

The toy belongs to Trojan.

Good news? What good news?

This. This good news right here.

Ah. Can we come in?

What, into the darkroom? It takes but
five minutes to save a soul.

Actually, I'm just a little bit busy at
the moment because I'm working on some

photographs for my auntie.

Ah. Well, perhaps there's someone else.
A lodger, somebody new to the area,

someone who could do with the comfort of
the good book.

Sorry, no takers. Come on, David, let's
have a look at them pictures.

I said, I'm sorry, no takers.

We're heathens.

I'm not a heathen, am I?

Did you see Francis Hall?

Yeah.

And?

Six of one, half dozen of the other, as
far as I could tell.

What, so you're not going to take it any
further?

Even though her dog bit little Kirby?

No.

And what about this baby that Peggy and
Mr. Joe are on about? Any sign of that?

Not really.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sorry?

Well, what's the matter with you? You're
on another planet.

You got in.

So it seems.

That's amazing.

When did you hear?

Yesterday. Yesterday?

Why didn't you tell me?

I think you've accepted I take it.

Rob, what are you playing at? This is a
chance in a lifetime.

Is it?

Of course it is.

It's wonderful.

I could have been a photographer, you
know, David.

See, I seem to be able to take a really
good photo quite naturally.

Yeah, especially seeing there's nothing
in them.

I beg your pardon?

Well, there's no people.

David, I thought I explained we're doing
landscapes.

Yeah, but I mean, I mean, that's just
sky and bits of hills and that.

Exactly, that is a landscape.

Oh, just get on.

OK. Oh, hang on.

I forgot this roll of film. It was the
first one I took. I'll put it here on

this shelf.

Now, see, there was another one who was
a bit like Twiglet, only she wasn't

quite as skinny and she called the
prawn.

Now, see, and I liked her.

The shrimp, David.

Jean Shrimpton. So I got a really nice
picture of her and I put her right

That's what I would do.

David. Make you much more interesting.

Shut up.

What, so we're not allowed an opinion
now?

No.

Come on, go get it.

Pizza! Pizza!

Johnny Kirby's lad.

Rosie, call an ambulance now, quick.

Aidensfield Police House.

Rob, there's been an accident.

Is he going to be all right?

Yeah, I'm sure he is.

Come on, we've got to follow the
ambulance in my car.

And you, Ryan, over break flat.

It was her, Mr Walker.

That woman again. And she never stopped.
She just carried on regardless.

OK, Ryan, we'll speak later.

Did either of you two see the car?

Yeah, I did, Rob.

Was it Miss Elliot?

Judging by the way that car was being
driven, I would say it was definitely

How is he?

He's been to theatre.

He had to have his legs set.

Oh, poor little lad.

Don't worry, look, I'm sure he'll be
fine.

Yeah, maybe.

But that's not the point, is it? He
could have been killed.

And what are the police doing about it?
That's what I want to know.

Well, Rob Walker's up seeing Miss Elliot
now.

Good. I hope he puts her behind bars.

Yeah, but Ronnie, nobody saw the car
properly.

Ryan did.

Not for definite.

Look, whose side are you on?

Not on anybody's side.

She did it, all right?

I know what she's like.

You won't find anything comfortable.

Feel the engine, go on.

It's cold, isn't it? Quite cold, because
as I keep telling you, I haven't been

helped.

All the same, I'll need to ask you some
questions.

Can I come in?

It's not convenient.

Oh?

Look, Constable, I came to Aidensfield
for peace and quiet, OK?

I live on my own, I keep myself to
myself, and I don't want to be

please, can you just go?

I have nothing to do with whatever it is
you're investigating.

All right, I'll leave it for now.

Oh, this business about living alone.

One or two of the villagers think they
heard a baby.

Oh, yes.

And have they got nothing better to do
than make up wild stories?

There's no one here but me, I assure
you.

Good night.

Has she been arrested?

Who? That woman, of course.

Look, Ronnie, I've been dealing with
Ryan.

His granny's with him now, but he's very
upset.

I think we need to get back.

Yeah, and I will, when I know what's
going on.

Have you seen P .P. Walker?

Yes, coming back from Miss Elliot.

And?

Apparently she said she had nothing to
do with it.

Well, she would, wouldn't she?

What's happening now?

Nothing, I don't think. Not until the
morning.

Nothing?

Nothing to do, not until the police have
found witnesses.

Unless she starts telling the truth.

Which she won't, I suppose.

They're not going to incriminate her.

Maybe not to the police.

But she might to us, given a little
gentle persuasion. Come on, we'll go.

Now, steady on, you lot. You can't go
taking the law into your own hands. Who

says? I do.

Well, it's not your son that's been run
over, is it? Look, just think about what

you're doing. A woman living on her own,
not knowing anyone.

You could frighten her to death. Don't
give me that, Oscar.

If the police are too feeble to act, I'm
not. Get out of my way.

Living on her own.

Must be injured.

We have her.

Rob, it's Oscar.

Big trouble.

Open up!

Use up my thunder and then get away with
it!

She's in there. I can hear somebody.

away from the door.

Come on.

I'm only doing what you should have
done.

Stop behaving like a fool, Mr Kirby.

You too. Or you'll be under arrest.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

I want to hear an apology.

Now.

Yes. So when?

Tonight? No. No with that copper around.

Tomorrow's your phone.

Strange lady in town.

Strange lady in town.

Hey, how about Peggy? Come and look what
I've done.

What is it, love?

Come here.

Right. Now, you see those tiny people
there in the distance? What I've done is

I've blown that up and I've blown that.

You see, now, I don't care what you say,
but I reckon that that is a much more

interesting photograph, even though it's
not a landscape.

OK.

Two picnickers and a car.

Who's going to want to buy a picture of
two picnickers and a... Hang on a

minute.

Well, I'll be blowed.

It's them two that were around before,
isn't it?

It's all in the Bible.

Except her hair.

Her hair's... Hanging on the aerial.

Hang on, that's a wig.

Hey, you're right, David.

And by heck, what's this?

You definitely checked her car?

Yes, I did. No sign of anything. A dent,
scratches, and the engine was cold.

I mean, she's adamant it wasn't her.

Yeah, and Ronnie's adamant that it was.

His boys are a woman driver at the
wheel.

And Oscar's caught a glimpse of a car
Darkwood slew. Very like hers.

She knocked David up his bike the other
day. It all fits.

I agree.

Two hit -and -run accidents in the same
village in the same week.

We know she did the first.

Cold engine or not, I think we've got
our prime suspect.

Except I get the feeling she was telling
the truth.

Your feelings are neither here nor
there.

A child's been run down, and until we
find the despicable person responsible

this... We leave no stone unturned. You
got that, Sarge?

You two, double -check the scene for
tyre marks, then door to door, round the

village. Find out if anybody saw
anything, particularly a dark saloon and

driver. Yes, Sarge.

Walker, you'd better go and see her
again. It's time to get the truth out of

her. Yes, Sarge.

And I need to have a word with you in my
room.

Straight away.

HQ rang.

They want to know why you haven't
contacted them about your placement.

Right.

Get on with it, lad.

For heaven's sake.

Past.

Well, now, let me tell you about the
past.

Past is filled with...

Silent joys and broken toys.

Laughing girls and teasing boys.

Was I ever in love?

I called it love.

I mean, it felt like love.

Okay, he's there.

There were moments when... Well, there
were moments when...

Go out with me?

Would you like to dance?

Take a walk along the beach tonight?

I'd love to.

Don't try to touch me.

Don't try to touch me.

No!

Because that will never...

Again? It's a couple, the door -to -door
Bible people.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

What on earth is he doing with a gun?

Hardly the way to convert, Thorne, I
thought.

Aiden to a police house.

OK, Ronnie, take it slowly.

She's still alive, Mr Walker.

I called the ambulance.

Good. Try and stay calm.

That's all that happened.

Right in front of me eyes, it was.

When you hold that there, press firmly.

Got it?

Yeah.

They ditched the car down the road.

I passed up my way down.

Yeah, roadblocks on all exits.

And Alf, the car's near the station.

I'm going to check there first.

Yeah, get the others to meet me there,
just in case.

All right, over and out.

It's a baby.

What's a baby doing here?

Okay, call Carol Cassidy. She'll know
what to do.

Mr.

Woodley!

Can you hold the train, please?

Come on, little man.

Let's change your nappy and give you a
feed, eh?

No!

No!

No! No!

No!

In fact, I'd probably shoot you anyway.

One less Englishman's always good news.

Watch out!

So that gossip I heard in the pub, you
know, about that lady stealing a baby,

looks as if it might be right.

I mean, these two could be the parents
trying to get it back.

Yes, but why the gun? Why did he shoot
her?

And the dog.

Now, that doesn't make sense.

Name.

Address.

Why did you shoot Francis Elliott?

Is it to do with the child?

Is the child yours?

Detective Sergeant Dawson.

In there?

She is.

He's in the cells.

Right, let's bring him out.

What's going on?

Special branch wants him taken straight
to HQ.

Special branch? Yeah.

So what's it all about?

Let's get the prisoners out to the van,
shall we?

OK, so now can we be told?

I don't know much myself, Rob.

Just that Elliot wasn't Francis's real
name.

And her husband was Alistair King.

Remember him?

That journalist in all the papers a
while ago. The bloke who vanished in

or somewhere.

Belfast? Yeah. Went off to report about
the riots. Never came back. You

remember. Something like that, yeah.

Hold on a sec, Rachel.

Are you saying this is something to do
with Irish politics?

I think it is, isn't it? Careful, Rob.

Village bobbies aren't paid to think.

What about this sort of thing, anyway?

So, Francis is going to be OK, then?

Yeah, weak, but out of danger.

And her mum's coming over to look after
the baby.

Do you hear that, Carol?

What? Granny's coming to take over. Oh,
that's great.

And you?

Oh, you look a bit, um... What, rough?

I'm sure I do, Rob, and so would you if
you'd had two hours sleep. You woke up

five times six.

And I thought you were the baby expert.

Come on, then.

Thank God.

I was just so frightened for him.

So, so frightened, every minute of every
day, the whole time I'd been in

Aidensfield.

So I had to keep you hidden away, wasn't
it, my pet?

I knew they'd stop at nothing.

You're all I've got left in the world,
now Daddy's gone.

Do you want to talk about it?

Not really.

Sorry.

Just... Well... My husband...

Banished in Northern Ireland, and like a
fool, I tried to find him, and that's

how I landed in this mess.

Thought I knew the ropes.

I didn't, of course, find him, really,
because he was dead.

But I found out it was the IRA who'd
killed him, and a whole lot more names.

So that's... What it's all about, yes.

Let's just say I knew too much.

And you came to Aidensfield to hide
yourself away.

How did they find you?

I don't know.

That's the worst of it.

Because it means wherever I go, I'm
never going to feel safe.

I'll survive.

I'll have to, won't I?

Or all of PC Walker's efforts will have
been in vain.

Thank you for saving my life.

If you hadn't come along when you did.

Actually, it wasn't me that saved you.

It was your neighbour, Ronald Kirby.

When are you coming in?

No, I'd better get off on my rounds.

Just for five minutes?

I need to talk to you about the course.

I've got to give them an answer this
morning.

So give it.

I can't.

I'd like to know what you think.

That's not really relevant, is it?

Of course it is.

No, Rob.

This is something you need to decide on
your own.

Really. And I do have patients waiting.

I'm sorry.

I've...

Accepted. I know.

HQ just rang to tell me.

Well, Walker's with him just now, but as
soon as I see him... It's forensics for

you. You were right.

The five was found on the couple's car
do match.

Excellent. I'll take it in my room.

Constable Walker's got something to tell
you all.

You all right?

What's that, then?

Nothing. Bye.

Well, erm... I got on the course.

Flipping Nora.

Well done, mate.

Oh, congratulations.

Out of all those people and all.

The only thing is, I've got to start
next week.

What? Yeah, I leave tomorrow.

It's all to do with Peter's red jumper.

The one he wore in the accident.

They took it away for forensics and
Sergeant Miller's just ruined me with a

piece of news.

Oh, yes?

They've actually found a car where red
fibre's stuck in the paintwork.

And they match.

Match?

Peter's jumper.

Of course, Miller wouldn't tell me whose
car it was.

Just that it weren't yours.

So I owe you a big apology.

That's really not... No.

Please. Let me say what I've come to
say.

I accused you of knocking my son down
when he had absolutely nothing to do

it. And that was a terrible thing to do.

And I'm very sorry.

Sorry I came round that night.

Sorry I shouted at you like I did.

And I'd like you to have these as a
peace offering.

Thank you.

But I think it should be me thanking you
for saving my life.

It's Saturday.

But that's tomorrow.

I know.

Someone dropped out the next intake.

I didn't have much choice.

In a rush to get packed and whatnot.

I mean, what are you going to do with
this place? I thought you'd have to sell

it. How are you going to do that when
you don't... Never mind all that.

Look, Carol.

I've been doing a lot of thinking.

I don't know how to say this, but...
Would you come with me?

Come with you?

Yeah, to Brownsville.

You could get a job down there.

Everyone's crying out for nurses. We
don't have to live at the college. No,

don't go on, Rob. You don't mean it.

I do.

No, I don't think so.

And even if you did, I'd say no.

Rob... Thank you.

It's very nice of you to ask, and I... I
do appreciate it, but... I don't want

to move.

But me and you, I thought for the last
few weeks... There is no me and you. I

mean...

We're good friends, yes, but... it's not
the real thing.

Look, Carol, I, um... I think about you
all the time. No. I really care for you.

Why are you talking like this? Because,
Rob, I've been waiting for you for month

to month.

Waiting for you to just... To what?

I don't know.

Half of you is always somewhere else,
isn't it?

Oh, come on, Rob. You know what I'm
talking about.

It's always this other person.

Helen.

I lost my wife.

It's a very hard thing to come to terms
with. Yes, and you haven't yet.

Which is why you and I can only ever be
friends.

Which is why it's good that you're
leaving, because quite frankly, unless

get away from this place where
everything around you reminds you of,

never going to be... Never going to be
any good for anyone else.

I did want it to work out. I really did.

Morning.

Morning. Good morning.

Mrs. Jarrett.

How many have you got?

About there. Put it down there.

For real?

I would if I could find the end.

Very nice, Mrs Armstrong.

Yes, they are, aren't they?

And of course, you know that shocking
business over poor Miss Elliot.

Well, it was because I took these
pictures that the villains were caught.

Never. Oh, yes, it was.

Oh, David, there you are.

Did you find that missing film?

Oh, yeah, yeah, it was on the shelf,
just like you said.

I tell you what, these are very good.
They did make me laugh.

Good. Well, here we are, Mrs Jowett, our
latest pictures, hot off the press. Go

on, lay down, David.

Thank you.

Well, it wasn't me.

Well, with your old one being on its
last legs.

It's got a cassette thingy, look. Via
tapes!

And if the lectures get too boring,
well, then, listen to this.

This is too much, thanks.

Oh, and we got you a card.

Of course we will.

Good luck, lad.

We'll miss you.

Thanks, Sarge.

Oh, and don't worry about the pleat
house. I'll sort it out.

Should have aired Mrs Jowey. She had a
right good penny.

Christian country. There's no place
that's built on obscenity.

And then Peggy had a go at David.

Oh, dear.

I mean, obviously, someone borrowed the
camera.

Yeah.

Oh, Carol.

Come on, cheer up.

I know how you must be feeling.

Fine.

Let's go check on the earth, OK?

Hey, up, Rob.

All packed and ready to go?

Yep. Box is delivered to the station.

House cleared.

What do you think, Caroline, you are?

She's in the kitchen.

I've been thinking about what you said.

Oh, yeah?

You're right.

I do need to go.

Agatha. Agatha. Thank you, madam.

Agatha.

Lulu. Oh, lovely.

Thank you, madam. Lulu.

The name will be announced at the very
end.

What name would you like to guess?

Tudor. Tudor.

Lovely, yes. Well, that's a lovely name.
Thank you.

Come on, Jeff. What is the dolly's name?

What is it?

Oh, you're joking.

I forgot.

We're all going to miss you.

Look, if I don't see you before I leave,
take care.

I want 15 shillings for the big ones and
10 shillings for that mean. David, keep

out of trouble, eh? Yeah, I'll try.

Oh,

I'm sorry, they're not to sell. Oh, of
course they are. They're a bit pricey,

though. A pound, that one. I don't care
what Mrs. Jowett said. I don't care what

Mrs. Jowett said. I want 25 shillings.
What?

Did you two do this?

Eh?

He's going, Oscar.

Oh, he's going now?

Yeah. I'm going to go and wake him up.

All right, I'll follow you.

Right, so, ladies and gents, Rob Walker
is just about to leave, so all of us

outside and give him a great big send
-off. Shall we? Come on.

Hi, Rob.

Oh. Right, take, please.

He's not anywhere.

He's just gone.

I'll see you.

What, left?

Yeah.

That won't worry.

I'm sure you'll meet him again.

Then we'll have that greasy bowl.

What was I?

Some bit of rough to keep you company
after Matthew?

It wasn't like that at all.

You once said to me, whatever anyone has
done wrong, lad, it's better to face

the truth than hide behind a lie. I
still believe that.

I call upon these persons here present
to witness that I, Robert, did take thee

home to be my lawful wedded wife.

I didn't think about you. You're on the
line.

They're my mate. You're on the fast
track.

It's been dismal, sir.

A sergeant straight out of the course,
an inspector in a few years. Where are

you going?

Well, I thought we'd take the scenic
route.

There's another reason for all this
nonsense, isn't there?

I just want us to be friends again.

Not just friends.