All language subtitles for heartbeat_s17e08_only_make_believe

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

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

If you need me, call me.

No matter where you are.

No matter how far. Excuse me.

Could you direct me to the police house?

Two stops. Come look till we see you
right.

On that you can depend and never worry.

Oscar, what's the toast to think?

Bill!

I don't know how I manage without you.

Neither do I.

How do you sleep?

Oh, much better, thanks.

Would you mind if I stayed on for
another couple of nights?

Why, no, of course not. Who's looking
after the dog?

Well, he went back to Albert Fogarty.

I don't think he could stand the
atmosphere.

Makes two of us. Well, there's always a
place for you here, you know that.

In fact, why don't you just move back?
Rent out the cottage.

Wouldn't you mind?

Don't be daft. Have a word with the
estate agent.

Yeah, I will.

You know, the way our district nurse was
cosying up to that doctor friend of

hers. She might soon be looking for
something bigger. Hey, I do the idle

round here.

Morning. Sorry to disturb you. Oh, when
they're open, yes.

Is this a bad moment? I detect a
culinary crisis.

Bent over.

I thought so.

I'm Ralph Spurling, and I'm trying to
locate an Oscar Blaketon.

Oscar? A Mr Spurling for you.

Mr Blaketon.

Oh, hello.

This isn't an inspection video by the
brewery, is it?

Oh, no, no.

My interest is not in your pint -pulling
prowess, Mr Blaketon, but in your

skills as a private investigator.

for which you have been highly
recommended.

Oh, really?

Well, who am I to argue with that?

Oscar the Toast!

Excuse me.

Hello?

Hello. Is a PC weather being?

Oh, sorry, no.

Oh, I was told he lived here. Well,
there's been a change of plan.

Are you a friend of his?

Yes, good friend.

Oh, come in.

I thought he was dead set on coming
here.

Well, there was an incident, a serious
one, that left us a man shot at

State. Don accepted the job there.

Not a promotion, then? No.

Oh, well, he wouldn't like that.

Well, he'd still have been a constable
even if he was stationed here.

Your own place, though, isn't it? Your
own beat.

That's what he'd be after.

Anyway, no doubt he'll tell you about it
himself.

If it's of any interest, I'm meeting him
at the Aidensfield Arms later.

Well, thank you.

But I'd really like to see him sooner.

I really believe Dave knew he said.

Yeah, the bus stop's just close by. You
can't miss it.

Thank you.

There we are.

Thank you.

So, fire away.

A little over a year ago...

I was a guest at a wedding in a hotel
near Whitby, and I stayed overnight at

hotel where the reception was held.

The next day, I got back to my home in
York to find I'd been burgled.

Well, someone obviously knew that you
were away. Exactly.

And I not only lost items of monetary
worth, but many of sentimental value as

well. You weren't short.

Oh, of course.

But the insurance company refused to
compensate me fully for the loss due to

contributory negligence. Oh?

They said I'd left a window open.

Had you?

Well, there was certainly one open when
I got home.

But no sign of forced entry.

I suppose I counted myself lucky they
paid out something.

But then, purely by chance, I bumped
into someone who'd stayed at the same

on a golfing weekend, and they'd got
home to find they'd been burgled in the

same way.

No forced entry? No, and the police
concluded that access had been gained

through an open window.

So, uh, what would you like me to do?

I think that someone in that hotel was
somehow involved.

And I'm as angry now as I was at the
time of the robbery.

And I'll pay you as much as you need to
bring the culprit to book.

Morning, Iris.

You're early.

Just a bit.

I'll put the kettle on.

I don't usually submit bills so soon
after the funeral.

It's been more than six weeks, Bernard.

I know, but it's not seemly to rush the
bereaved.

You're very thoughtful, Bernard.

But I'm not one for shedding tears.

You know that ours was a late marriage
of convenience.

And since Jim's left me so comfortably
off, paying the funeral bills are the

least I can do.

Thank you.

That's... I was looking forward to your
coming.

I thought perhaps you and me... Yes?

I thought we might go out for a meal
together, if you had the time.

Oh, well, yes.

Yes? Yes, well, you know, well, Irish,
it's a very nice idea, but so soon after

Jim's funeral...

It's not really on, is it?

Oh.

Well, I'm an affiliated undertaker, you
see, position of trust codes of conduct

and all that. I mean, to the idle
observer, it might seem as if I were

advantage of your situation.

Yes. Well, I suppose it would be.

But at our age, Bernie, should we really
care? Well, we have the business to

run, Iris, a reputation to keep.

Then suppose I arrange it further
afield.

Out of the reach of local gossip.

What do you say?

Lost.

Just for the moment, Sarge.

Good morning.

Hello. Is PC Weatherby in?

Yes, he's in.

In deep and still digging.

Got it, Sarge. Good.

Someone to see you.

What are you doing here?

Are you pleased to see me?

In here.

There's trouble there.

Why didn't you say you were leaving?

Not even a forwarding address?

After everything we've been through.

I heard I'd find you Aidensfield.

Who told you?

Little Bird.

Look, why have you come here, Leslie?

You know why.

No, I don't know.

I've told you to stay away from me.
Yeah, well, I've tried and it doesn't

Oh, for pity's sake. I'm sorry.

It just doesn't... Then make it work!

Still blind, are you?

Look, I'm a married man, Leslie.

She doesn't care. You said that
yourself.

Yes, well, things have changed.

Now I'm telling you to go back, get some
help.

But you're the only help I need.

No.

No, I'm not.

This job is a clean break for me, a new
start, and you could ruin it.

Why haven't you a job at Aylandsfield?

Something happened.

And you were demoted?

Not exactly.

You know, if I'd been here, they
wouldn't have dared. This is nothing to

you. It is not done.

Let's go.

Now!

Geoff, I've just got to nip out. Pull
before me.

Right. What did I tell you?

You could at least talk to me.

I've nothing more to say.

I could catch the one after this.

Change your pickering.

Get on.

Not even a good pipe.

And let this be an end to it.

Mr Lambert.

Oh, Bernard Scripps.

I've had a look at the car and made a
few adjustments.

And what it needs now is a bit of a run.
Yes, to make sure we've ironed out the

problems.

Me?

Well...

If you don't need it straight away,
perhaps I could find the time.

I'll call you in a day or two.

should be fine.

Well, we serve breakfast from 7 .30.

Do you know Aidenfield?

No. No, I don't. It seems like a lovely
area.

Well, it's a bit quiet for some.

Well, to me, it feels like the perfect
place to settle down.

That's why I'm here.

To look for a cottage near my other
home.

All right.

So how long do you think you'll be
staying, then?

Well, just as long as it takes, really.

All right.

How are you coping?

The only way I know how.

Might keep him busy.

Hiya, Alf.

Evening.

Where's Oscar?

I've been summoned.

He's in the back room.

What are you having?

Oh, savoury pennies. I might get one on
my house.

So are you still keeping clear of the
cottage?

Yeah, more or less.

It's funny, though. We've got someone
down here who's looking for one.

A cottage?

Yeah, and I might just dabble on some
left.

Oh, is she here? Hiya. Hiya.

Hello again.

Oh, you've met?

Yeah. Called at the police house
earlier, expecting to find Don there.

Don? Don Weatherby.

Right.

So your client left personal valuables
overnight in the hotel safe?

Yes, in an envelope, including his house
keys.

He was told that was safer than leaving
them in his room.

Well, that makes sense.

Hotel rooms are notoriously accessible.

Didn't do much for Mr Spurling, though,
did it? He's convinced his keys were

taken and used to break into his house.

Oh, they got his address from the hotel
register.

Precisely. Anyway, I'm going to test out
his theory.

You see, Spurling's brother -in -law is
Sir James Atherley, and he and

Spurling's sister own that big house.

You know the one? Just outside
Ashfordly. Oh, I know it. The one with

rampant at the gate.

That's the one.

Anyway, Sir James and his wife are now
on holiday abroad, so I thought I would

check into that hotel near Whitby in his
name while they were away.

You're going to impersonate Sir James
Atherley.

Not too big a stretch, is it?

Oh, Gina, it looks so lovely.

They're going to book home with me.

Yeah, well, we thought so.

It was down to the ground.

Oh, hey, Don.

Uh, Don.

Hiya. What's up?

You didn't tell me you had a bit on the
side.

What are you on about?

The game's up, mate.

In here.

I've just been.

Yeah, so go again.

What's going on here?

Nightmare. Total nightmare.

She's making out like she's a girlfriend
of yours. Oh, the hell she is.

She is a pet.

A minute.

A mad...

Thick woman.

Look, mate, I've had my ups and downs
with the opposite sex. All she meant to

was a case number.

Her husband was beating her up. I
stepped in, kept her safe, supported her

bringing the bloke to court.

Her white knight, eh? No, I was just
doing my job.

There were no enemies.

She wouldn't leave me alone.

You told her you were married.

Yeah, it made no difference.

She called me at all hours. In person,
on the phone, at the station, at my

place. The missus went crazy.

It's the main reason I wanted the move.

You've got to help me get out of here.

How?

Keep her at the bar while I make a
getaway.

All right.

Right.

What can I get you, Leslie?

I'm fine, thanks.

Where's Don?

Oh, he'll be with us in a minute.

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Yeah, well, look, are you sure I can't
freshen up that glass?

Come on, you'll be out soon.

Something smells exotic.

Sure, got to go then.

You said you'd get something from the
chippy.

Well, I had more time than thought.

Shall I do the honours? Oh, yeah, if you
will. Oh, I'll be back in a sec.

The bird of course grew in the door.

So you deposit Sir James's key at the
hotel for safekeeping.

Meanwhile, I lie low at his place and
raise the alarm at the first sign of

an intruder. No, no, no, not you, Al.

Spurling stands guard at Sir James's.

Oh. Now, to make my pose more credible,
I need you with me.

As an acquaintance? No, my chauffeur.

And caddy.

This is Chris Oakley.

Hello.

Hi. Knee injury.

Looks like you need stitches, don't you
think?

I don't mean to ruin your evening.

I try three or four.

Would you do it? She doesn't want a
nasty scar there. No, no, no, no. How

your nimbler fingers?

She's very good.

Come through.

Great girl, Carol.

Yeah, yes, she is.

Not a bad cook, too, by the smell of it.

Yeah, yeah, it's hard to spot a
weakness, really.

Let's hope it's for Doctor.

Left it off?

What do you think?

Yes? No?

Well, I promise to do some gardening if
I took any time. Oh, forget the

gardening. This is a money, no object
job.

Fair enough.

But there's one part of the plan I'm not
really happy about.

Told you. You've gone way over the top.

It's my brother -in -law to a T.

Oh, thank you. I'm shocked.

Well, how did you know?

Oh, well, we do our research very
thoroughly, Mr. Sperling.

Oh, yes, of course. Even so, Mr.
Ventress is very keen to learn.

So if there's anything you can tell
him... Well, then follow me to the

Mr. Ventress.

Oh, right.

Perhaps you could buff up the roller
while I'm gone.

I think you can drop the Jeeves and
Wooster routine when we're not actually

public. Do what suits you best, Oscar.

I prefer to stay in character.

Come in.

Miss Ashton, please. Thank you.

Please, take a seat, Mr. Preston.

I understand you wish to make a
complaint against one of my officers.

Yes. P .C. Weatherby.

Would you care to explain?

He tried to run me down with his car.

To run you down?

Yes. Last night outside the Aidensfield
Arms.

Go on.

Well, Don and PC Weatherby and me, we've
been close for a while.

I don't know what got into him.

I think it's because he saw me talking
to one of his friends in the pub.

We were very possessive like that.

When I went outside to try and reason
with him...

He drove his car straight at me.

Straight at you? You're sure about that?
Yes.

I managed to just jump clear at the last
minute and ended up in a heap on the

ground.

His friend came to help me up.

And do you have the name of this friend?

Yes, he's another one of your officers,
P .C. Mason.

Were you injured at all?

Gas knee and a few bruises where I fell.

the peaceful waters of the ocean deep
and blue.

I held my breath and watched the western
sun set golden heels.

I've flown above the mountain peaks and
valleys wide and green. But you're the

nearest thing to heaven that I've seen.

Well, thank you.

What's up with you?

You've got a face like a twisted
plinthole.

I said there'd be trouble.

What's he on about?

Later.

We'll be in touch.

You've been very kind, thank you.

Wetherby, my office.

You too, Maiden.

Right, Wetherby.

You first, Sergeant.

I take it that you know Miss Ashton?

Yes, Sergeant.

And that you were with her at the agency
dance that night? Not with her,

exactly.

Well, I just sort of bumped into her.
Really?

Well, that's exactly what she says.

That outside the pub you bumped into her
by deliberately driving your car at

her. What?

That didn't happen.

No. She didn't end up in a heap on the
ground?

Well, yes.

And that's how you left her?

I suppose so. If I could just have a
chance to explain.

Go ahead.

And it better be good.

This is Sonia, his first wife.

She was a little too glacial for my
brother -in -law's taste.

Obviously a man who knows how to enjoy
himself.

Oh, yes.

Fun doesn't wait long in the wings when
Sir James is about.

Guns, golf, gals, not necessarily in
that order.

Oh, he rode to Ham until he took a
tumble.

Still a touch lame in the right fetlock.

Oh, I'll make a note of that.

Oh, will you excuse me?

Someone for you, Sir James.

Wrong door.

Try the back.

Spot on.

Are you trying to tell me that this
attractive young woman is fixated on

Yes, Sergeant.

Well, let's say there's no accounting
for taste, but I find that very hard to

believe.

I wish it weren't true, but it is. What
about you, Mason?

Did you see PC Weatherby drive his car
at her? No, Sergeant. So you can't tell

me what happened one way or the other.

Well, Miss Ashton has made a very
serious allegation, and it will have to

investigated. You're not going to
suspend me, Sergeant?

No, not yet.

Not officially.

But just so I know what I'm dealing
with, when you were handling her case in

North Ellerton, did you ever give her
any encouragement?

Encouragement? Any reason for her to
believe that you had feelings for her?

No, Sergeant.

I'll be talking to your old station
sergeant to check your story.

Does she know where you're lodging?

Probably. Then you'd better find
somewhere else for a couple of days.

I want you to make yourself very scarce
indeed.

Yes, Sergeant.

Thank you, Blakert.

Morning, James.

Morning.

Hello.

I believe you have a reservation.

The name's Atherley.

Indeed we do, Sir James. Welcome to the
East Lynx Hotel.

Take Sir James' luggage straight to his
suite.

I'll leave Miss Mills to do the
formalities.

I hope you enjoy your stay with us, Sir
James. I'll do my very best.

Everything all right, Sir James?

Perfectly. Your key.

Oh, thank you.

Would you like me to sign in? That won't
be necessary, O'Donoghue. Sir James,

that's a leave plus one.

Ah. You'll find your room along the rear
ground floor corridor and down the

stairs.

In other words...

The basement.

Go and get rid of the tackle, and then
we'll take a turn around the links.

Maybe have a paddle.

Have you asked about your valuables, Sir
James? I was just about to do that.

How secure are your rooms, miss?

As secure as possible, but we do advise
guests to use our safe deposit facility

just as an extra precaution.

There you are.

He does so like to make a fuss.

Well I'll...

You can take those off now, Bernie.

Nobody you know is likely to be staying
here.

Be a dear and fetch me my vanity case,
would you?

Well,

first of all, Blackers,

What do we do now? We don't know him.
Just walk.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Hello.

In return for my generosity in hiding
you here, you might want to catch up on

some of my paperwork.

Don't make so.

Thanks anyway.

Do you know anything about body
language?

The telltale signs when someone's lying,
for example.

Oh, yeah, like when they touch their
nose, you mean. Yeah, other people blink

more. Like you. Me.

I noticed when Miller asked if you'd
offered Leslie Ashton any encouragement.

Are you saying I lied to her?

Look, I gave her protection and support,
that's all.

But you met her on a one -to -one basis.

On occasions, yes.

She needed help.

And company, no doubt.

Look, I did not encourage her.

You're blinking again.

Oh, it's up to you, mate.

I want her back.

That's all anyone needs to know.

Hey, shift yourself.

She's in the road outside.

Coming here?

Probably. Move.

Get up there.

What the devil? Shut up. Oscar, what are
you doing? Just shut up and get in.

What are you doing here, Bernie?

Minding me own business. What business
is that? Widow chasing?

I beg your pardon? Perhaps we should
warn her.

About what?

You didn't tell her you knew us.

No. What on earth's going on? Why are
you in fancy dress?

We're on a job. We're incognito.

Alf is impersonating Sir James Hathaway.

And this here is my chauffeur.

And you've never seen us before.

Understood?

That's it?

For the moment.

Thank you.

Did you get rid of the cobwebs?

I sort of.

Well, we're all booked in for dinner,
bed and breakfast.

Bed? And breakfast.

I thought we were just in for the
evening meal.

Don't fuss, Bernard.

You might read him thoroughly.

I haven't come prepared.

No problem.

I brought a pair of Jim's pyjamas, just
in case.

Jim's pyjamas?

I'm in room 35.

You're along the corridor in 40.

Why don't you freshen up?

This way, madam.

He told me he was going to leave his
wife.

He promised.

And you start here for the two of us.

Oh, now it's all gone wrong.

What happened outside the pub, it was
just a heat of the moment thing. I know

didn't mean it.

If you could fix it for us to meet, I'm
sure we could sort things out.

I'm not sure I can do that. Well, do it
for him, not me.

I promised to withdraw the complaint if
you could just get him to meet me in the

pub tonight.

I'll do what I can, but I can't promise.
Thank you.

Okay.

Does she know I'm here?

I don't think so.

What does she want? She says she'll do a
deal.

If you meet her in the pub tonight,
she'll withdraw her complaint.

Oh, straight up.

You'd be mad to even consider it.

Well, better to stay in hiding.

Caring in the face of a deranged woman.
Correct.

Perhaps if we met just once more, you as
Minder, get myself off the hook. Forget

it. It's the quickest way.

Yeah, the quickest way to get on the
wrong side of Miller.

Yeah. Just forget it.

Goodbye.

Ah, Sir James, pleasant walk?

Ah, marvellous. My wife is currently
toasting herself on the French Riviera.

Oh, very nice. Well, she's welcome to
it. Give me a stiff North Sea guster any

day. What do you say, Blakers?

Oh, I'm with you, Sir James.

Could I trouble you for a safe deposit
envelope?

Of course.

One moment, please.

Perhaps you'd like to see the dinner
menu, Sir James.

Ah.

Thank you.

Your chauffeur might like to eat
downstairs with the staff.

You hear that, Bakers?

I heard.

Ah, house keys.

They're always so troublesome when
you're away on holiday. Oh, quite.

Well, I'll be down to dinner about 7
.30.

A table is reserved.

Oh, splendid.

Tops, meat you want to spit, don't you?

You keep well in with him, it'll be well
worth your while.

Yes? More money than cents, he has.

By a large margin.

Ah, thank you, my darling.

Oh, when, when?

You make me look grifty.

It doesn't seem right, Iris. So soon
after Jim's gone, it seemed like we were

celebrating. Jim wouldn't begrudge me
this, you know.

He liked me to have nice things.

Not to exist, it's true.

And now he's gone.

I've no need to hold back.

I'm sure I know that man.

Which man?

The moon dining on his own.

Oh, I don't think so.

Louis' knight of the realm, I think.

What's on dole?

It's coming to me.

Another toast.

What to?

Joanne.

Hannah.

Joanne.

Got it.

Alventris. I've met his wife.

Excuse me.

Yeah?

Phone call for you.

Oh, right.

Thanks.

Hello?

I'll have a slice of that one.

No, no. I'll have a slice of the Pavlova
cake.

Excuse me.

Just had a corner of the house. I'm on
my way. Call Mason. I'll need backup.

Oh, dear.

I'll have a slice of each, perhaps.

Hello,

Alf.

Do you have an address?

Uh -huh.

Leave it with me.

I've got to go out.

Report of an intruder.

Want any help?

No, thanks.

Don't answer the door or the phone.

Just keep your head down, okay?

Excuse me.

Yes? Iris would like you to join us for
coffee.

I'm sorry.

Does the lady know me?

Unfortunately, she does, Alf.

Oh. We're not letting on.

Good evening, Dr. James.

Do take a seat.

Operation Hush -Hush.

I had to promise Bernard all manner of
things before he'd spill the beans.

Is that so?

You mustn't think the worst of him.

He's been such a dear since my husband
passed on.

Oh, really?

In fact, I want to give you something by
way of thanks.

Something of Jim's. Oh, really, Iris,
you mustn't. I can't accept gifts.

Bernard. For me?

I won't hear of a refusal.

Back in a moment.

This is not how it looks.

From where I'm sitting, it's in 3D.

Do you make a habit of this?

What? Bringing widows on dirty weekends.

Something wrong, madam?

I hope not.

What's going on? What happened?

Not much.

False alarm.

False alarm?

Blakeson, I am most terribly sorry.

Major cock -up, I'm afraid. Courtesy of
yours truly.

It turned out that the intruders were my
sister and brother -in -law.

They came back early from their holiday.

Philly mare broke her leg in a fall.

She's inside with a pot on now, feeling
very sorry for herself.

I see.

I can't seem to find my house keys.

I've looked everywhere.

Don't worry, Iris, they'll turn up. I'll
look in the car, shall I? I think I

left them in the safe deposit envelope
at reception.

You left your house keys at the desk?

Well, I think I did.

Look lively, Bernie.

What? I need a driver. Where are we
going?

To Iris' place. No time to explain, just
move.

Iris, get on the phone to Ashfordly
Police Station and tell them to send

round to your address pronto.

Right. Yes, right away.

Best Samhain show.

Must have certainly brought home the
bacon for us.

Some cash here?

How much?

You want me to count it now?

The

lights

were on.

Perhaps she left them on.

How many of them are there, do you
think?

How should I know?

Suppose they're armed.

Stop whimpering.

It's all right for you. You're combat
trained. Someone's coming.

In here.

I've just had this suit cleaned and
dressed.

Belt up.

It's just two of them.

Two more than I was hoping for.

Stay. All

right, come

on. Let's get back.

Are you going to open?

Yeah.

Please. I haven't got them. Be sure.

What the hell have you done with them?
Have you dropped them in one of the

Hold on.

Well, well.

I think someone's playing a little game
on us.

Stupid old git.

Never mind. These lads will give you a
lift.

Morning. Morning.

You were late last night.

Yes, we were celebrating.

Oh, yeah. Job done.

Yes, but not quite the way I expected.
Still one more.

Satisfied customer, nonetheless.

You know, the couple that had robbed him
were a husband and wife team, just one

job away from skipping the country and
opening their own B &B in Spain.

Has our guest been down yet?

Yeah, but she didn't touch her
breakfast.

I think she's still a bit upset.

She sat in the bar all night waiting for
Don Weatherby to show up.

Oh.

Don!

Yeah?

Pass me off to the station.

I'll call it the pub on the way. See if
I can get the lady from Leslie Ashton.

You haven't had one of my knives, have
you?

No. Well, it was there last night.

Morning. Hiya.

Oscar. Oh, hi, Jo.

I don't suppose Leslie said anything
about Don Weatherby?

He doesn't talk about anyone else.

Still going ahead with his complaint?

Yeah, as far as I know.

Copper's nightmare, that one. Is she in
at all?

No, she went out early.

Have you lost something?

Yeah, one of me knives is missing.

I'm sure it was there last night.

Leslie? Leslie?

Leslie, it's all right.

Come on.

Give me the knife.

Let this be a lesson to you.

I'm not convinced by your conduct.

I believe you became personally involved
with this woman.

If it hadn't been for Mason, things
could have been much worse.

At least now she can get the necessary
care and treatment.

You've not exactly covered yourself in
glory since you've been here, have you?

No, Sergeant.

No.

Well, perhaps when your family settled
here.

You can wipe the grate clean and start
again.

Thanks.

So Oscar wasn't actually there when you
caught the burglar? No.

A technicality, that's all. I
masterminded the operation. I was just a

soldier. Even if he was wearing a cravat
and a monocle. Oh, don't forget Bernie.

Bernie? What was he doing there? Well,
ask him yourself.

What's this, Bernie?

What have you been up to?

Come on, out with it, you dark horse.
Whatever's been said, it's a lie.

She dropped me in it. I didn't sleep in
her husband's pyjamas. And in any case,

we were booked into separate rooms.

Well, that's all very intrepid.

Have you arranged to meet her again,
then, Bernie?

Not likely. I just want to be left in
peace.

Oh, just as well, perhaps, Bernie.

Looks like you've missed your chance.

I think she's traded you in for a
younger model.

Never mind, Bernie.

Nunc es bibendum.

What's that?

Latin. It means next time, if the
pyjamas fit.

Wear them.

What if we've been targeted?

Followers of the dark arts are always
looking for a quiet rural church where

they can hold a black man. What are you
going to do with me?

He'd seen the devil and they took him
off to hospital in an ambulance. I'm not

trying to be his ring. Bloody doctors.

Well, I've had a lot of people gossip
about me in my time. Usually it's small

-minded rubbish.