Original subtitles

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

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

Well, I'm free to do what I want any old time.

'Cause I'm free to do what I want any old time.

You've got to love me.

I won't hold me back.

Love me.

Please love me.

Morning.

'Cause I'm free.

Is it?

Still?

This your Van, sir?

It most certainly is, Constable.

You do realize this is private land?

I do.

And in answer to your next question, yes,

I have obtained permission from Mr. Kettleton to park here.

And I pay through the nose for the privilege.

Is there some other way in which I can help you?

No, I don't think so.

Well, in that case, if you'll excuse me,

my son and I have an appointment at your local school.

Right, sir.

I don't want to go to school today, Papa.

Everybody has to go to school, Simon.

I've got a headache, though.

Tell you what, how about we go fishing first,

and we'll call round to the school later?

OK.

Come on, then.

You got one of those in there for me, Alf?

Oh, it's built in radar.

He's got for tea being poured anywhere in Yorkshire.

The usual, is it?

Shake and not stirred.

Now then, Bellamy, all set, are we?

Rearing to go, Sarge.

That's what I like to hear.

Sarge, Eileen wants to know what time she's supposed to be ready.

1 o'clock.

We wouldn't want to be late for the kickoff, seeing as I'm taking it.

Kickoff?

Blaketon's big day.

He's been made president of the rugby club,

so he gets to enter a team in the summer sevens.

Guess who he's been daft enough to choose as his captain?

No, not that I have any intentions of turning out, mind you.

Thanks.

Only raving maniacs play in the sevens.

Heart attack territory.

I thought you were playing.

A lot can happen in 24 hours, Nick.

I've known people put their shoulders out just rolling over in bed.

Usually happens the night of the summer sevens.

Funny that, isn't it?

You all right now?

Something different from what you're used to, eh?

Yeah.

Yeah, there's nowhere quite like this part of the world, Simon.

How much longer are we staying, Papa?

I don't know.

Haven't made any plans yet.

Thought you were having a nice time.

I am.

Wish Mum was with us, though.

Your mother never could stand fishing, Simon.

You know, she used to say that the fish

looked at you, sort of accusingly, you know?

Will you be staying in Aidensfield long, Mr. Carter?

Well, it's hard to say at the moment, Mrs. Watkins,

but if you could take him for just a few weeks, I'd be very grateful.

I'm sure that we can.

Thank you.

Perhaps we could squeeze him into your class, Miss Weston.

Fine.

It's Simon, is it?

Oops.

Hey, watch it, you lot.

You can join in if you want.

I never had you down as a rugby union buff, Claude.

It's not for pleasure, is it?

It's business.

What sort of business?

Mine.

I never knew you knew out about rugby, Claude.

You would be amazed, Joseph, just how much I know about you.

No note about me, no note about me.

What's that mean?

I'm not sure.

It sounded all right when I started.

Wish you were OK.

Quite right you should ask, Constable.

Given the lawless times in which we live, eh?

So?

Looking for my friend, Mr. Carter.

Don't suppose you'd know where he got to, would you?

Well, he did say something about going

to the school, but that was this morning.

Oh, I see.

Your name, sir?

Loxton Clive.

From London?

Which makes three of us, right?

Well, if I see Mr. Carter, I'll tell him you were looking for him.

Most kind of you.

My head hurts.

Still?

And my legs.

It's all that running about you've been doing.

Are you not feeling well?

No, I just had a bit of a cold.

Oh.

What about some crisps then, eh?

All right.

Magic word.

Please.

OK.

Is he all right?

I'm afraid he's been sick.

Oh, never mind.

It'll clean up.

Oh.

It's OK.

I've got him.

Shall we get a doctor?

No, I don't think so.

Just a bit of cough sickness, that's all.

He's been a bit off color all day.

I'll get a cloth.

Maggie?

Can you have a look at this kid in the garden?

He's really sick.

Sure.

Well, that was a quick getaway.

It's strange the way they took off like that.

If a child's been car sick, the last thing

you do is stick them back in and drive off.

These people local?

Just visiting, I think.

He told Gina they were staying in a caravan just outside the village.

Oh, yeah. I met them.

I had a word with them this morning.

They're staying up at Kettleton's Field.

Oh.

Well, I might just drop in if I'm passing that way tomorrow.

You missed out, you know, Maggie.

You should have been a copper.

You're even nosier than I am.

Cheers.

Cheers.

You feeling any better?

Not much.

Oh, dear.

Gotcha.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life.

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbirds singing in the dead of night.

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.

I'm Maggie Bolton, the district nurse here in Aidensfield.

Oh, yes?

I heard your little boy wasn't very well yesterday.

Oh, it's just a spot of car sickness.

No cause for alarm, nurse.

Well, I'm happy to take a look at him if you like.

Yes, all right.

Something wrong with your leg, Bellamy?

It's my hamstring, Sarge.

Tightened up on me in the night.

I think it's all that extra practice I've been doing.

This means you won't be free for the match.

Sarge, you only knew how disappointed I was.

Well, this means you won't need the afternoon off.

Well, I did think I might go down and give the lads a bit of a shout like.

I'm sure you did, Bellamy.

From the comfort and safety of the bar, no doubt.

But I think you'll be more gainfully employed back here.

Back here, Sarge?

Cleaning out that spare cell that you've

been turning into your own private rubbish dump.

Now feel free to make a start on it any time within the next five minutes.

Well, I'll tell you what, Phil, you certainly put one over him that time.

Oh, that's not nice, Nick, to mock the afflicted.

Get knotted, will you?

Hey, Phil, don't forget the limb.

Ha-ha.

So how are you feeling?

Got a sore head.

Why don't you just snuggle down?

Come on.

That's right.

Yeah.

How does that feel?

OK.

His temperature's a bit high.

He's had the sniffles for the last few days now.

That could be it.

Have any of his friends back home had colds?

Possibly.

And you're from London?

Yeah.

On holiday?

That's right.

I think it'd be a good idea if one of our local GPS had a look at him.

I'm sure that's not necessary.

You can't be too careful with children, Mr. Carter.

No, of course you can't, nurse.

But then again, let's not overreact, eh?

I'd hardly call it that.

Look, the boy's a bit of a hypochondriac.

By this time tomorrow, I'm sure he'll be bouncing around again as usual.

So it's a bit soon to call in the heavy mob, I think.

I still feel a doctor should see him.

And I don't want him getting this out

of proportion and spoiling his holiday.

If he doesn't pick up in the next few days, I'll get back to you.

Like a shot.

Mr. Carter, my telephone number, just in case.

Thank you.

Now then, Bellamy, what are you doing here?

You won't believe what's happened, Sarge.

Surprise me.

Well, it's me leg.

Loosened up overnight, look.

Oh, aye?

Well, in that case, you best get yourself stripped off.

Thanks, Sarge.

And clean up that cell tomorrow.

Right, Sarge.

Young Phil, one of your stars, then?

Oh, Bellamy's all right, if he doesn't have

to do anything clever, like kick the ball.

The lad you should keep your eye on is young Fairbrother.

He can run like a stag and sidestep in midair.

And kick like Barry John.

Barry John?

He's not a Yorkshireman.

Keep on running, keep on running, keep on hiding.

One fine day, I'm gonna be the one to make you understand.

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man.

My, he's a good lad, that Fairbrother.

I'll tell you.

Mind you, you probably won't believe it,

but when I wore him me pump, I used to back heel him over from that far out.

Quite right, Claude.

Don't believe it.

When suggested we call the doctor into the pool, lad,

you couldn't get rid of me quick enough.

- Thanks, Gina. - Thanks.

He wasn't exactly welcoming when I was there.

Then when I was going, I noticed the tyres on his car.

All four, flat as pancakes.

Keep on running, keep on hiding.

One fine day, I'm gonna be the one to make you understand.

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man.

Keep on running, running from my arms.

One fine day, I'm gonna... What did I tell you, Ayn?

Let him go.

Yay!

For my son.

Can I pick him?

Hey.

Excuse me.

What are you doing in here, Greengrass?

Oh, I've always been partial to a bit of rugby, you know, Mr. Blaketon.

And I'll tell you something else, I'm very impressed with the set up here.

I'm thinking of applying for membership.

Hey, you're the president.

You might be able to put my name forward.

If I thought there was even a chance, I'd Blackpool you myself.

You're going the right way to get struck off my Christmas card list.

Well, you have got a problem, sir.

Yeah, the tire valves have been removed.

Any idea who might have been responsible?

No.

I thought I heard something last night.

Probably some kids mursing about.

Your friend find you?

My friend, Constable.

Clive Loxton, he was here looking for you yesterday.

I don't know any Clive Loxton.

Look, um, you couldn't help me, could you?

I'd find a local mechanic to fix these tires for me.

He had asked at the village garage.

I'd be very grateful.

Papa!

Excuse me, would you?

All right.

See you later, sir.

Get that bath on.

Thank you.

Very impressive young man.

Try very much.

I like the old swerve.

The way I used to do it, you know.

Oh, you used to do a bit, did you?

Oh, well, the Lancashire League clubs were after me at one time.

Warrington, Whidney, St. Helens, a lot.

Really?

Yeah.

If you, uh... if you ever think of going over to the professionals,

I mean, you'll have to go over the hill, like, to get the real money.

But I've, uh... I've put me address on there.

All right.

Put it away.

Just get in touch.

I might be able to make one or two arrangements.

All right.

All right, man.

Good luck.

That's it.

Brave soldier, eh?

Now then, what do Greengrass want?

Your autograph?

He'll laugh when I tell you.

Will I?

Quick, good.

That's it.

Oh, missed it.

There we go.

Keep going.

That's it.

Next one up.

I think, actually, we're going to have to stop.

Well done, everyone.

Off you go and get changed.

Hello.

Oh, hello.

You're in charge, eh?

I wouldn't put it as strongly as that.

There's a caravan park just outside the village,

and some kids were heard hanging around there last night.

Oh, yeah?

Well, someone's car tires were let down.

Just wondered if any of you lot know anything about it.

Well, if they do, they certainly haven't let anything slip today.

What if you hear anything?

You're new at the school, are you?

Newish.

I'm Nick Rowan.

I'm what passes as the long arm of the law around here.

Jo Weston.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Here we are, kiddies.

Well done.

Well played.

Have you playing for Yorkshire yet?

Enough of the talking.

Get the beers in.

Come on.

Hey, lights a bit of mine.

Stick them on Bellamy's bill.

Hey!

How many times you want to tell him, Gringrass?

What?

This club is for members only.

Look, I'm bound to come in.

Do you want to see me programmed?

That just entitled you to admittance to the ground.

Now, leave!

You're not going the right way to get new members, you know.

His name's Carter.

He's parked up at Cutleton's Field just down by the river.

Oh, they are here.

Well, I've got a couple of rush jobs on today.

We've got a minute, mate.

Right.

Well, I haven't seen the kid yet, but he must be with him.

So how soon can you get here?

All right.

Don't worry.

They're not going anywhere.

Bye.

Hello again.

Oh, hello.

Did you find Mr. Carter?

I did, actually, yeah.

Funny.

Why?

Well, he didn't seem to have heard of a Clive Loxton.

Ah, well, that's because we only met them once.

At a party.

And between you and me, we were both seeing pink elephants at that time.

But I was tipped off he was in the area, so I thought I'd surprise him.

And did you?

I think I did a bit, yeah.

Morning.

Really.

So how'd the sevens go?

Well, that was brilliant, I think.

Oh, that's more than you are now from the look of it.

The last time I saw eyes like that, they're in a sheep's head.

Good night, then.

I can't remember a lot about it, to be honest.

Except for one thing.

What?

What Ken Fairbrother told me about Greengrass'

latest racket.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell me what I've done wrong?

Any chance of a lift?

My car's out of commission.

You're still sick, then?

It's worse.

Somebody help me now.

Now, the surgery won't be open.

Oh.

The district knows.

She'll be out on a call at the minute.

Oh, no.

We could try the hospital.

Right.

Somebody help me now.

Help me now.

Can I help you?

Yes.

You can arrest the pigs that kidnapped my child.

I want that man arrested now.

I need a few details first.

You are?

My name is Michelle Blanchard.

And where do you fit into all this, Mr. Loxton?

I work for Miss Blanchard.

As what, exactly?

I run my own private inquiry agency.

And that allows you to let people's tires down, does it?

Who, me, Constable?

Right, now, what's all this about?

It was a year ago, about.

My husband and I were divorced.

Your husband being Mr. Carter, right?

That's right.

I was granted custody of our only child.

My husband, he was granted access.

Generous access.

But not enough for him.

Day and night, he followed us.

So in the end, I took Simon to my parents' home in France.

Even there, he came after us.

One afternoon, it was a few weeks ago,

now I come home from the shops and they

tell me that his father's called to take Simon out.

I have not seen my baby since.

So has she been sleeping?

She hasn't very much.

Probably a milk tea coming through.

Anyway, sound in wind and limb, aren't you, sweetheart?

Next, she hears from a friend he's turned up in London with the kid.

Well, did you inform the police?

Of course.

But by the time they get there, he's already gone, taking Simon with him.

Your London police were not what you call enthusiastic.

That's why we were brought in.

And where we found you found him, did you?

Wasn't that difficult?

The point is that they are here right now in your village.

So if you'd like to come with us, Constable,

just to make the whole thing official.

I'd prefer to handle this on my own.

Thank you, Mr. Loxton.

I want to be there when you arrest him.

I have a right to be there.

Yeah, OK, Mrs.... Miss Blanchard.

I'll have to ask you to calm down a bit.

I understand the child's not been well.

Not well?

You tell me my baby is sick.

I want to go to him, Loxton, now.

You're the boss.

Nick, I've got the land driver with me.

Shall I come, too?

Yeah.

North, east, and west.

I've been looking for my baby.

North, south, east, and west.

You know I'll find her, girl.

You know, she'll never rest, 'cause I know.

North, east, and east.

Some of your love, yeah.

That you promised to give to me.

North, east, and east.

You promised to me.

Listen, I just thought I'd let you know.

You know the little Carter lad?

Seems to have taken a turn for the worse.

So he's just dropped him and his dad off at the hospital.

Thanks, Gina.

All right.

Ciao.

Down Rome, across the country, across the ocean, too.

I'd even climb a mountain, girl, to give back a home to you.

'Cause I know some of your kids, they're the best when I really need it.

North, east, and east.

Yes, it is.

East, and east.

Miss Blanchard, it appears your son's been taken into hospital.

Hospital?

Yeah, you better follow us.

Mr. Carter?

The doctor's having a look at him now.

Thank you.

Yes?

Sarge?

Ah, Bellamy.

Your friend and mine, Claude Jeremiah Greengrass,

and his sudden interest hanging about the rugby club.

Yeah?

Well, since I don't believe he's to improve

his nefarious little mind, I think he's up to something.

So have a sniff around and see if you can find out what.

I think I know what it is, Sarge.

You do?

Well, you've heard about his latest money-making wheeze, haven't you, Sarge?

No.

Talent scout for one of the big Lancashire rugby league clubs.

At least that's his story.

I mean, whoever they know anything about it is an entirely different matter.

You're not serious.

Between me and you, Sarge, he's already tapped up Ken Furr, brother.

What?

At the sevens, right from under your nose.

Bellamy, this time I really will kill him.

Michelle.

Where is my son?

Don't you mean our son?

How dare you just kidnap him like that?

Kidnap?

He came willingly, gladly.

Liar.

Besides, Michelle, who's the real kidnapper here, you or me?

Wasn't me who dragged him off to France,

away from all his friends, everything he'd ever known.

He was happy in France.

He's hated it.

Don't ever get him away from me.

Arrest him.

It's all right.

It's all right.

You won't be going far.

You're Simon's mother, are you, Miss Blanchard?

Yes.

And I would like to see my baby, please.

I'm afraid that won't be possible at the moment.

I'm so sorry.

All the signs are that your son's contracted polio.

You are sure you've had the vaccine?

Of course.

I'm not a fool, sister.

Hello, chéri.

Oh, ma puce.

Hello, mommy.

Where's papa?

Let's go back via Carter's caravan.

I don't think he'll be there, but I need to check.

We need to make a list of anybody who's been in contact with the Carters.

Right.

We'll start with the staff and customers at the Adenfield out.

Come in.

Mr. President?

Ah, Kenneth, lad. Come in.

Nice to see you.

Take a seat.

Ah, Kenneth, a little bird tells me

that a certain Mr. Greengrass has been talking to you.

Phil told you then, did he?

Well, I trust you sent him away with a

suitably large and venomous flea in his ear.

I just told him I weren't interested.

Good lad, Ken.

I mean, how could I be with my shoulder?

What's wrong with your shoulder?

It's just about shot.

I shouldn't really be playing at all.

I've been meaning to mention it to the selection committee.

You mean, uh, you may have to retire.

It looks like it, yeah.

But, uh, as far as Mr. Greengrass is concerned,

and these people that he says he represents,

you're still in perfectly good Nick.

I reckon so, yeah.

The money he says, they're offering me to turn pro and everything.

And these kind of offers don't come along every day, do they, Ken?

How do you mean, like?

Money.

To entice you to become pro.

Right.

Which I think in your wisdom, you may well be advised to accept.

And if in the fullness of time, their investment in you

proves to be a bad one, then it's their bad luck, isn't it?

And Mr. Greengrass' bad luck is the one who introduced you to them.

Wouldn't that be dishonest?

No more dishonest than what happens every day in London,

on the floor of the stock exchange.

Bernie?

Hi.

Has Mr. Carter been back yet?

Yeah, a while ago, yeah.

Yeah, I don't know where he is now, though.

Did he say anything?

Asked me how long I'd be like.

Then picked up some tackle and went.

Right, Bernie, you better let these tires back down again.

Down and down again, Mr. Rowan?

Yeah.

I've just blown the bakers off.

While you're at it, you better remove the valves as well.

Now, I promised the district medical officer full cooperation.

So get out there.

Knocking on doors, telling people what's happened.

And if they haven't already been vaccinated against polio,

then they best get themselves done, smartish.

Understood?

Yes, Sarge.

Off you go, then.

Ah, thank you, Eileen.

You still here, Ventress?

Ah, Rowan, good of you to join us.

I was beginning to think you left the country.

What's that?

Charles Carter, Sarge.

Now, according to Maggie, if he's not been vaccinated,

there's a strong possibility he could have polio as well and not realize it.

Well, what if he caught the first train out?

Unlikely, I thought, Sarge.

Why?

A man who's prepared to go all the way to France to get his son back.

Wouldn't leave his son in hospital, right.

And now the first morning I have humped into them,

he was on his way to the local school with his son, Simon.

Terrific.

Somebody waiting to meet you at the

bus station when you get there, all right?

Right, Mr. Greengrass.

You did say you'd pay me bus fare.

Yeah.

Well.

Yeah, that should cover it, all right?

Give me the change when you get back.

And don't forget, don't sign out until you check with me, all right?

I'll see you later.

Still going through with it then?

Suppose so.

You don't sound right keen.

If it weren't for Sergeant Blaketon, Phil, I don't reckon I'd bother.

It were a real shock to me, that him being

so keen for me to turn pro all of a sudden.

What you should realize is there's only

two things in life Blaketon really hates.

Rugby league, Claude, Jeremiah, Greengrass.

Not necessarily in that order.

Can I leave those, please?

Thank you.

Now, there's no cause for alarm.

And all these measures are purely precautionary.

If you've been vaccinated, that's well and good.

If you haven't, you'd better get over to

the school tomorrow and have a sugar lump.

So it's definite then?

The little lad's got polio.

It is, yes.

Where does that leave me then?

How do you mean?

Well, I was the one who picked him up when he nearly fainted.

And I cleaned his sick up after him.

She'll have it then.

And I drove him to the hospital today.

I haven't even been vaccinated.

It's like the constable says.

You know what to do about it, don't you?

Yeah, well, what if it's too late?

I'm not going to end up paralyzed, am I?

It's all right, Gina.

Don't worry.

I'm afraid Mrs. Watkins is away today.

Yeah, well, if you can let her know that the district nurse

is organizing a clinic at the village hall tomorrow morning

to vaccinate anyone who might need it.

Which probably means most of the school.

Yeah, right.

Well, I might see you then.

Bye then.

If he is paralyzed, it will all be my fault.

That's not true, Michelle.

He wasn't even in your care at the time he got it.

But that's the point.

He should have been.

I drove Charles to kidnap Simon by taking him to France in the first place.

I did it to hurt him, Maggie.

To cut him off from the one person he really cared about.

If I hadn't done that, none of this would have happened.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell me what I've done wrong?

Somebody help me, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

I've done my best.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

I've done my best.

I think we've done everything we can,

Sarge, until the mass vaccination tomorrow.

And Carter?

Still no sign, Sarge.

Alf and Phylla ring around the B&Bs.

Oh, well.

You best get back to your band.

Oh, Nick.

I presume she's been vaccinated.

Yes, Sarge.

Hey.

Hey, brother.

Come here.

What are you doing back here?

Is something going wrong?

I meant to go through with it, you know, even with my croc's shoulder.

Croc's shoulder?

What does it have to be about a croc's shoulder?

No, I know I didn't.

What?

You mean they found out?

Oh, no, they were all set to sign me, fix me up with a job, an house.

That's what swung it with me in the end, really.

Swung?

What are you talking about?

Well, they were really nice to me.

Proper gentlemen for Lancastrians, any road.

I just couldn't bring myself to take the money under false pretenses like.

So I told them truth in the end.

Did you?

How good of you.

It's nice to meet somebody who's honest and truthful.

It restores your faith in human nature, doesn't it?

If you'll excuse me, I'll go and kick the cat.

You what?

So this is where you're hiding yourself, is it?

Maggie, I can't believe it's happened to me.

Nothing's happened to you yet.

But what if I've caught it?

I could die.

Listen to me, Gina.

There's a lot of nonsense talked about polio.

Most people who get it make a complete recovery with no ill effects at all.

It's not that easy to catch.

Yeah, but I actually touched them.

Oh, and so did a lot of other people, I expect.

And they won't have got it either.

What if I have, though?

Once you've got the vaccine in you, it's highly unlikely to develop.

Listen, I want you to stop panicking,

get a good night's sleep, and I'll see you

down at the school tomorrow.

OK.

OK.

So they're not actually whipped her off into hospital yet, then?

There's nobody saying she's been infected, Claude.

Just that she did come in contact with the lad, that's all.

This stuff's safe, isn't it?

It could have got into the optics room.

Look, if you're worried, you better get yourself vaccinated tomorrow.

Don't let the thought of them great big needles put you off.

Needles?

Big as road drills, they reckon.

Where do they stick them?

Where do you think?

They like to get straight to the seat of the infection.

I don't think I'll bother.

I think I'll go for a lie down.

Needles as big as road drills, George.

No panic, please.

We administer the vaccine on lumps of sugar.

You know that, and I know that, Maggie.

But Claude Jeremiah Greengrass doesn't, eh?

No.

Here you go, Gina.

Isn't it?

That's it.

You'll be fine.

Now off you go.

Thanks, Maggie.

Right then, who's next?

Right, you, Claude.

Good guy, how old are these?

Come on, show a good example to the children.

Open wide.

You what?

Your mouth, open it.

My mouth?

Unless you'd rather I stuck this sugar lump up your nose, Claude.

You mean it's not an injection?

You're not even in any danger, not at your age.

Thank you.

Still, since we've got you.

Too busy.

What about Alfred?

Alfred's even safer than you are.

Besides, this is a clinic, not a Betts.

Now if you don't mind, I want to get on that way out.

Thank you.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

How's it going, then?

Fine.

I thought you said most of the school would need to be done.

Fortunately, the bulk of them have already

been vaccinated, thanks to the local GP.

It's a pity there aren't more doctors like her around.

Yeah, yeah, isn't it?

I heard she died, tragically.

You probably knew her quite well, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah, quite well.

The wind is crying to the evening.

Your mind is empty but still thinking.

The night has robbed you of your being.

Your tired eyes are sick of weeping.

You try to stop yourself from singing.

You search your memory for a laughter, yes.

But the fears are coming much faster.

What's the latest on the boy, Maggie?

Still in the balance, apparently.

His poor mother.

Yeah, and father.

So where is he, Maggie?

He's got to be out there somewhere.

Hmm.

I'm feeling fairly hungry by now, I should think.

That's a point.

It's been a long time since we were last together.

But don't ask me where I've been.

So before Carter disappeared, you said he

went to the caravan to collect something.

Oh, his fishing tackle.

That's what I thought you said.

Right.

Now today, we're going to collect leaves.

And there's a prize, just a small one,

mind you, for the first person that can

bring me five different kinds.

All right, off you go.

Here he comes.

Mr. Carter?

Miss, miss, there's a man out there.

I don't think he's there.

Show me where he is.

Wait.

Mr. Carter, wait.

Oh, wait.

I'm sure it's Mr. Carter.

Mr. Carter?

Mr. Carter, I need to talk to you about your son.

He has polio.

He could be infected yourself.

Where have I been?

What have I been doing?

This crazy world I'm living in.

Simon!

No!

That's been my ruin.

Oh, Simon.

Oh, Simon, Simon, Simon.

Oh, oh.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Where have I been?

I've been there.

Well, the good news is Simon's on the mend.

The rest of the village?

No one else infected so far, thank goodness.

That's it for this one.

It wasn't always like this, you know, Simon.

At first, your mommy and papa, we... we really did love each other.

Passionately.

Then when he took Simon away from me, I hated him so much.

We were both wrong, using our child like a... like a weapon in a private war.

It won't happen again.

I promise.

Will papa be all right?

Oh, I'm sorry, Charles.

Really, so very, very sorry.

Hello.

Oh, hello.

I just popped in to deliver a get well

card for Simon from the kids at school.

It's a relief they're all OK.

Yeah, he reacted really quickly.

Could have been quite an epidemic.

Incidentally, you might have said the

other day, I felt such a fool afterwards.

Why?

Because it was your wife I was talking about when I was going

on about our late local GP.

Yeah, well, I couldn't bring myself to somehow.

Sorry.

Must have been terrible, losing her like that.

Yeah, it was.

But then, like everyone said to me at the time, life goes on.

And does it?

I think it does, yeah, strangely enough.

Has to, I suppose.

Yes.

So I'll be seeing you around, I expect.

I look forward to it.

Bye, then.

Bye.

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

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