All language subtitles for Heartbeat s07e19 Appearances

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

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

Excuse me.

Excuse me, can I help you?

Good morning.

Is it? I'll tell you when I know what's
going on.

Isn't this wonderful?

How do you do, sir?

Moira. Hamilton.

Greengrass. Jeremiah.

What a wonderful name.

Unless you have to fill forms in.

I'm sorry to ask, but what are you doing
on private property?

I'm an escapee.

You don't surprise me. Where from?

From London.

I've rented a cottage in the village.

This place is unbelievable.

It's just what I'm looking for.

Now, you see this?

This is what first caught my eye. It's
perfect.

This?

What for?

A sculpture.

I'm exploring the theme of rural decay
using old harming bits and pieces. And

this, this could be my focal point.
Could it? Well, I hadn't really thought

selling it, but what do you want to do?
Take it away or what?

I'm not sure. You see, your land would
be a wonderful setting. It's so wild

and unkempt.

Rural decay.

Here it is.

Are you sure you're not hurt?

I just sprained my wrist a bit, that's
all. They came round the corner like

out of hell.

So it was a dark removal then?

It was big enough to be one, but I
didn't see any name.

Did you get the number plate?

I was too busy trying to stop the horse
from bolting, Nick. Yeah, I'm just

trying to get hold of something I can
follow up.

You take it easy for the rest of the
day.

There's nothing here, only bills.

Are you expecting something?

Well... Come on, what is it?

Remember what we talked about?

Yeah.

Yeah, I sent off with some information.

What information?

What details of a job with the Canadian
police.

Canada?

Don't panic. It's only an idea at the
moment.

See you later.

Speak to you tonight.

Pleased to be back, darling.

Yeah, but it was a lovely holiday.
Thanks, Dad.

Thank you for gracing us with your
presence, Ruthie.

I know we're not likely to persuade you
next year.

What's the rush?

I just want to get unpacked. She wants
to get out to see her friends, John.

Anyone in particular?

I don't think you want to know the
answer to that.

We've been through all this before.

I thought we agreed Harry Summers wasn't
a suitable friend for us. You agreed. I

don't think I was consulted.

Of course you were. You know it's for
the best.

Please, we've had a good break. Don't
spoil it as soon as we get home.

Laura! Yes, dear?

I'll call the police.

Another break -in.

Where? The Upton's house.

Come on, Mike, let's go over there.

Right, Phil.

I thought you had the morning off, Al.
Oh, pressing business, Sarge.

Oh, yeah? They're Mrs Ventress's
birthday.

Nonsense.

Oh, I just need a breather.

And a cup of tea, if you don't mind,
Phil.

So what do you want this time, then?

Ah, perfume.

Well, that's easy enough.

And a hostess trolley.

What's that?

Search me.

Sculpture is an entirely new venture for
me. Up until now, painting had been my

thing. I thought if I were you, I'd
stick to it.

I'm an art dealer from London who's
interested.

He's coming up to see them.

What do you mean? People actually pay
for this sort of thing? Oh, yeah. He's

very excited about my work. You see, so
much has been written about the old

farming ways falling into decline. This
will be an artistic visual statement.

Is there much open to me, then?

I mean money.

Oh, yes.

Now, I want to do something on the way
the motor car has replaced the pony and

trap, so I need some old vehicle parts.

Oh, I can get you plenty of them.

They'll be about...

Five quid alone, I should think. I might
mind it to be negotiable. Oh, it's

cheap. Is it?

I, um... I could do your portrait as a
thank you.

Could you?

It's very kind of you, but I think I
prefer the cash.

Oh, don't worry, Mr Greengrass.

You'll get your money as well.

Well, I'll drink to that when I get it.

They left some of the more valuable
items behind.

All of the silver is still here, thank
goodness.

I've had two break -ins over in Asperley
recently.

They seem to be targeting specific
items.

What sort of things?

Well, there was an antique deck, a
grandfather clock, and now your

And my rowing trophies.

Why did they have to smash the
photographs?

And the oar that won the boat race in
1931.

Completely irreplaceable. Don't touch
anything until our fingerprint expert's

been. When will that be?

Get on to it straight away, Mike. I'm
afraid it might not be until tomorrow

morning. I can't face sleeping in the
house with everything like this.

Let's book in at the Aidensfield Arms
for the night, John.

Yes, all right, I suppose so.

I think I can guess who may have had
something to do with this, Sergeant.

Oh, really, who's that? A lad called
Harry Summers. Oh, John, surely... He's

been hanging around, Ruth. I told him he
wasn't to see her again. Doesn't he do

odd jobs at Scripture's Garage?

Yes, I wouldn't put it past him to come
and smash the place up.

Well, that's a very serious allegation,
Mr Upton.

Ruth's off to university soon. I don't
want Summers to get in the way.

I'm sure Harry had absolutely nothing to
do with it. I'll have a word with him.

Now, I will need a list of exactly
what's missing and a full description of

item.

Can I help you, sir? I hope so.

I'm looking for a hostess trolley.

They're all the rage these days.

We did have one, but... It got snapped
up.

You could try the electric shop.

Why's that?

Well, you do have to plug them in, sir.

Oh.

Would you like me to look out for one
for you?

Oh, I'd be grateful.

But I need it quick, though. It's my
wife's birthday in two days' time. Well,

we'll do our best, sir. Call in
tomorrow.

No promises, mate. Sir.

Harry Feldman?

That's me.

It's a nice -looking bike.

Is it yours?

I wish it was.

I'm just doing a bit of fixing for
Bernie.

Yeah, I've just come from the Uptons'
house.

Oh, yeah?

They've had a break -in.

What?

Yeah, he just got back from holiday.

Found the place had been ransacked.

Not much of a norm coming for them.

Have you been to the house where they've
been away?

No, I haven't. And I didn't do the
breaking, if that's your next question.

Well, I'm not accusing you. No, but up
to me, isn't he?

That's why you're here.

Just making preliminary inquiries.

He's got it in for me because of Ruth.

Not the right sort for his daughter, you
see.

All right, well, thanks for your time.

Right, that's £84, five killings and
sixpence.

Oh, well, I'll try and save the rest.

I still can't get used to how much he
left me.

Well, your uncle obviously appreciated
all you did for him, Mrs Coutts. He was

lovely old man.

Aye.

So, what are you going to do with all
this money then, eh? I'm replacing that

old cupboard of mine.

It's falling to pieces.

Well, I hope you find something nice.

It suits you in here, you know.

It's not like everyone's got the knack.

Mrs Hopkins before, well, she was nosy
beyond.

Was she?

Well, we can't have that, can we, Mrs
Coutts?

I'm just going to get a sense of this
clutch, Mr Scripps.

Right, OK.

Well, you've survived it, then.

I don't know how.

It amazes me how Dad manages to pick
these places.

Just when you think you've had the most
boring family holiday possible, he finds

somewhere even worse the next year.

But you won't be going again next year,
eh?

No, I've done my daughterly duty now, I
think.

I miss you.

Me too.

house was broken into while we were
away.

I know.

How? The police have been here.

Why? It's nothing to do with you.

Not what your dad says, though, is it?

He's accused you. Is that what the
police said?

In too many words.

It's outrageous.

I can't let him get away with that.

Look, you're home. We're together again.
Don't let him spoil it.

Okay.

I'd better be going.

I'm staying at the pub tonight because
of all the mess.

I'm nearly finished here.

Can you come out later? We could go for
a spin.

Great. I'll meet you in an hour. Use
your place.

And I'm sorry about Dad, Harry.

Ah, Bernie.

This is Miss Hamilton.

She's looking for a few parts off old
vehicles.

Dealing motors, do you?

Hardly.

Look!

Miss Hamilton's an artist, but she wants
a few bits and pieces off very old

motorcars for her sculptures.

Actually, I think there's a bit of a
nutcase, but there'll probably be a few

quid in it. I've told her it'll be three
quid a load. Is that all right?

Even if the stuff's rusty.

I think the more rusty, the better.

Hey!

Hello, you two.

Have you eaten my share as well, then?

I'm afraid so.

Is your wrist okay?

She's your twin.

You all right, then?

Yeah, I'm fine.

This kind of thing is just an idea,
nothing definite.

What gave you the idea in the first
place?

Oh, I wrote off a couple of years ago,
after Kate died. I just thought a new

place, new people might help.

I understand that.

Yeah, I didn't go through with it,
though. I just felt I'd be running away

my problems.

And now you don't?

No, absolutely not.

Are you sure?

Look, you know I've not been happy in my
new job.

Made me start thinking about what I do
want.

I know I want to spend more time with
you two.

I just feel the three of us together
could be a real adventure.

Eh?

Nice thing I come home.

So you weren't banking your way around
Belgium then?

What am I to do?

I'm in the middle of nowhere.

Getting nowhere with you.

Where am I heartless?

In the middle of nowhere.

Where are the dreams I play?

In the middle of nowhere. Listen to me,
baby.

Listen to me.

Talking about you and the bike while we
were trailing around museums and

monuments.

Your dad knows that's a good time,
doesn't he?

It was in his element.

He was just so pleased to have me and
Mum completely to himself doing exactly

what he wanted.

He'd made an itinerary for each day.
They had it all mapped out.

Just like he's got your life mapped out,
Ruth.

I'd like to think he has.

And I'm not a part of it.

You're a part of it.

We're here together now, aren't we?

For the next half hour, maybe.

But then you'll have to rush back to
your parents.

Because then you didn't see me.

There's not much I can do, is there?

We could go away together.

What? Get married.

Married?

Are you serious?

Are you?

But I'm going to university.

So that's the end of everything, is it?

No. There'll be weekends, holidays.

We can still see each other.

I wonder.

We can.

Harry, I can't suddenly get married.

I've got to get my degree.

And I couldn't hurt Mum and Dad like
that.

But you don't mind hurting me.

Of course I do.

Look, I'll have another go at Dad.

But not now.

It's the wrong time to try.

It'll always be the wrong time.

Come on, I'll take you back.

You're late, Ruth.

I had to order for you.

Thanks.

Where have you been?

Out. I got caught up.

Who are you with?

Does it matter?

There you go, Ruth.

Thank you.

It matters because it's common courtesy
to apologise and explain.

Sorry.

Apology accepted.

But I'm still waiting for the
explanation.

Leave it, John, please.

It's all right, Mum.

I'm going to university in a few months'
time.

And when I'm away from home, you won't
have a clue about who I'm with, what I'm

doing, or what time I'm eating my meal.
I'm aware of that. But while you're

living under our roof, I expect you to
show some consideration and respect.

I take it you were with that Hummer lad,
and that's why you're in such a state?

Don't let's start this again. You
haven't got a clue what Harry's like,

you're not interested in finding out.

You've decided he's not good enough.

You don't care what I think.

And accusing him of the breaking was
just the last straw.

Ruth, your father just... I mean it,
Mum. I've had enough.

Leave her.

She's very upset.

Please, Laura, eat your meal.

Thank you.

History is of ages past, of midnight and
shadows cast.

Down through all eternity, the crying of
humanity.

Tis then when the hurdy -gurdy man comes
singing the song of love.

Then when I heard a girly man come
singing...

Who's there?

You

weren't

supposed to be anybody here.

Let's just get the chairs and get out of
here.

How is she?

She'd had a blow to her head.

I'll go in the ambulance with her, John.
Yeah, all right, dear. I'll follow in

the car.

Do you know what happened?

I think so.

We were having a meal at the Aidensfield
Arms. There was an argument and Ruth

stormed off, upset.

I assumed that she'd gone to her room in
the pub, but when I went to say

goodnight, it was empty.

We wondered if she'd come back to the
house, so Laura and I came to look.

Where did you find her?

She was lying at the bottom of the
stairs.

The kitchen window has been forced at
the back.

She must have disturbed intruders.

Relax, Mr Greengrass.

Do try and look as natural as possible.

I'm sorry.

Can I have a look at it?

Oh, no, I'm sorry. I make it a rule
never to show a portrait until it's

finished. I've got more vehicle parts
for you, Miss Hamilton.

Oh, wonderful.

I'll sort that look out, all right. I
shall leave this for now.

Usually only see that suit at funerals,
Claude. You want to hope it's not yours.

It's all right, Mr Greengrass.

You can move now.

Thank you very much.

You've got quite a collection out here.
Mind if I have a close look?

Oh, please.

You're my first real viewer.

Apart from Mr Greengrass, of course.

There's something tells me he thinks
it's all a load of old rubbish.

Well, why don't you buy a friend of
yours, do them, Miss Hamilton?

Tomorrow. Going to be a bit of a race
against time.

This one with the wheels, good.

It's really spooky, this is.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, it is wonderful to find someone who
responds to what I'm trying to say.

Spooky.

Mr Upton's given us a list of the items
taken in the second break -in. What's

that? Oh, it's a hostess trolley, Sarge.
It's Mrs Ventress's birthday present.

What's she doing here?

Well, it's too big to hide at home,
Sarge.

Colin Gibbs got it for me. I got it for
nearly half the price of a new one. Bit

of a risk, isn't it, Alf?

Give him Mrs Ventress' second -hand
goods?

No, she'll never know the difference.

Excuse me, Sarge.

Look at this.

It's all electrically operated.

Yes, very nice.

Now, can we concentrate on the job in
here? So, what did the thieves get this

time, Sarge?

A dining room table, some chairs, a few
smaller pieces.

Beats me why they didn't take everything
they wanted the first time.

Alf?

Alf?

Take a look round the local antique
shops.

See if you can turn up any of that
stuff.

More shops?

Afraid so. I saw the inside of enough
shops yesterday to last me.

Morning, Joe.

Sorry to interrupt.

Excuse me, Joe.

Hello, Katie.

Do I get a hug or what?

Yes. I just wanted a quick word.

Come through.

What's that?

Oh, you like that, do you?

Well, I'll tell you what.

Why don't I warm the teapot and I'll
show you how it works, eh?

Come this way. Yeah, but don't let him
cook you anything, Katie.

He's the only person I know who can ruin
a can of soup.

Right.

Would you like to plug it in, please,
mate?

Are you sure about this? Mm -hmm.

Right, you're about ready.

Miss Hamilton, we're just going to go
and prepare that bit of ground for you.

Yes, not too much. The wilder the
better, remember.

Go on.

Are you up to something?

I'm just thinking. Perhaps we could
interest that buyer in a few extra

What? Of the homegrown variety.

Those are your crafty apes.

Well, yes, it don't look all that
difficult, does it?

These came second post. I saw the
Canadian stamp.

Jo, we're going to decide on this
together. If you don't want to go, we

Have you said anything to the lads yet?

No, of course not.

It's all a bit drastic, isn't it, Nick?

I mean, I know we talked about a fresh
start, but we don't have to go to the

other side of the world, do we?

It's a corruption, that's all.

No, we're the fans of Briddlington.

That's what you fancy?

I'm just worried about Dad.

He's needed us so much more since Mum
died.

We'll talk to him.

And we'll take our time.

If it doesn't seem like the right
thing... Then we'll get a caravan in

Bridlington.

Oh, thank you, Mrs Pendergast.

Hello, dear.

Ah, Mrs Coote. Now, what can I get you?

I've bought an antique sideboard.

Well, good for you.

Well, is there something wrong with it?

Oh, no.

No, it's exactly what I had in mind.

Well, what's the problem?

I found this in one of the drawers under
the lining paper.

The thing is, Sergeant Blaketon, I think
the sideboard may have been stolen.

Right, I've got it.

And what time is that, sir?

Right, sir, we'll get on to it as soon
as possible.

Be careful. Look at my... What's going
on?

Oh, well, we were testing it out for
Katie.

What is that smell?

I thought it was empty.

Well, obviously not.

Come here, Mrs Cook.

Oh, gee, what's that terrible smell?

We've had a slight accident.

What can we do for you?

Well, Mrs. Coutts would like a word,
Rowan.

Come through, Mrs. Coutts.

Yeah, come through.

What are we going to do?

What are you going to do, mate?

You plugged it in, Mike.

Yeah?

If it was your suggestion.

Take a seat, Mrs. Coutts.

It's about the break in Upton's, Nick.

I found this in a drawer in my new
sideboard.

Well, it's antique, in fact, and I only
got it yesterday.

Go on.

Well, when I saw the bill was made out
to Mr and Mrs Upton, oh, my heart turned

over. Because I'd heard about the
burglary at their house. What time was

sideboard delivered?

At lunchtime yesterday.

They were as prompt as their word.

We can't always trust delivery men to be
on time, can you?

Can you describe them?

Both in their thirties, I'd say.

Dark -haired.

Stucky build.

Had you seen either of these men before,
Mrs Coutts? I don't think so, no.

What sort of van were they driving?

I didn't really notice.

I was too busy looking at the sideboard.

And where did you buy it from?

Well, I didn't go to a shop.

I put an advertisement in the local
newspaper under articles wanted.

They rang me up.

What are you doing here?

I've come to see Ruth.

Well, you can't. I don't want her upset.

Well, I haven't come to upset her, Mr
Upton. Can't you see you're no good for

her? Isn't that for Ruth to decide?

If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't be
lying here injured.

What? You were the reason we quarrelled
while she rushed off and went back to

the house.

No, Mr Upton.

You were the reason you quarrelled
because you won't let Ruth make up her

mind and now she can't wait to get away
from you.

You've got a nerve.

I'm not stupid, Mr Upton.

I know Ruth's going to make new friends
at university.

She won't want to come back to see me
all the time.

But you couldn't let us have a last
summer together, could you?

You know, you've never given him a
chance. Oh, come on. We both know he's

suitable. She is 18, John. She's not
looking for a future husband.

There really is no reason why they can't
be friends.

It won't last forever.

Harry knows that. You heard him say so.

You think I'm being unreasonable?

I think your attitude makes her all the
more determined to see him.

So your advertisement was placed in last
week's paper.

I was really pleased when this man rang
off to say they got a sideboard.

Well, my theory is, for what it's
worth... Yes?

Well, what's going on is by way of
stealing to order.

I don't know the ins and outs of the
other cases you've had, Rowan, but it

sounds like they're targeting items they
already know somebody wants.

Yeah, it's possible.

They've been leaving far more valuable
stuff behind.

Well, there you are, then.

They're only collecting things they know
they've got to market for.

Well, you mean that my advertisement for
the sideboard was the reason the Uptons

got burgled?

No, it's not your fault, Mrs Coutts. No,
yours was a genuine advert.

Oh, it's my fault they went back again
and that poor girl got attacked.

What makes you say that?

Well, they could see I was pleased with
the sideboard, so they asked me if there

was anything else I wanted.

And what did you say?

I asked for a matching dining room table
and chairs.

Well, if Sergeant Blaketon knows, I've
been left a little bit of money, so I

could afford it.

Oh!

What will I do with the telephone?

Well, arrange a time for a delivery and
contact us straight away.

We'll send a couple of officers round,
excuse me.

Actively, please.

Speaking.

Just a minute, sir.

Well, thank you very much for your help.
If you wouldn't mind showing Mrs. Koops

the way out, please.

We'll be in touch.

Sorry about that, sir.

When will this be?

When?

Oh, I remember.

Mr. Greengrass, I was hoping I'd find
you here.

This is for you.

It's your portrait.

It's my thank you for everything you've
done.

I've been waiting to have a butchers at
this.

Have a look.

I do hope you're pleased.

Ecstatic. I can see the likeness,
Claude. It's really you.

Get me a scotch, a big one.

It's not very colourful, is it? No, I
only work in black and white these days.

But, um, no, you're right, Bernie. I
really feel I've captured the inner man.

I wondered why I hadn't been feeling too
well.

Is that, um... Alfred, yes!

Yes, I think he's come out particularly
well.

What's happened?

Where's my trolley?

How'd it go with the antique shops, Alf?

Where's my trolley?

Phil?

There's been a slight accident, Alf.

What do you mean?

Sorry.

We turned it on.

I didn't know there was anything in it,
Alf.

Mrs. Fentress's perfume.

You can get her some more.

Ow!

The shop's shut now!

Birthdays when exactly?

Tomorrow!

Looks great, doesn't it?

Mm.

I don't want to think of you as the new
Mrs Rowan.

That's true.

And you won't be stuck behind a desk
filling in forms.

I mean, concentrate on being a family.

Maybe even extend the family.

All in good time.

I've no idea how much better I feel.

Now I know there's no rush to decide.

Yeah, it's just I had a phone call today
completely out of the blue.

The Canadian police are recruiting over
here at the moment.

And?

And they want me to go to York for an
interview tomorrow.

I hope they're not going to force you to
make a decision today, Nick. No, I

shouldn't think so. It's just an
opportunity for me to ask questions and

have a look at me.

Mrs. Coote, come in, come in.

They've been in touch, Sergeant Rowan.

They've got the dining room table and
chairs are wanted.

And what time are they due to deliver?
This morning.

Well, that's all right, isn't it,
Sergeant?

Yeah, leave it with me. You go home and
I'll send somebody round.

All right.

So, er... How's Mrs Ventress's birthday
going, then, Alf?

Badly.

Oh, dear.

I've had to promise her an even more
expensive bottle of perfume and a brand

-new hostess trolley.

You're looking very smart, Sarge.

Eh? Yeah, something's come up. I have to
go to York.

I want you and Bradley to go straight to
Martha Coote's. The stolen property is

due to be delivered there this morning.

Do you know when you'll be back?

I'm not sure. It could take most of the
day.

You can get me on this number, Alf.

You can leave me urgently.

Thanks, Alf.

And don't mess this up, all right? I
want those men arrested and charged.

We'll do our best, Sarge.

He's acting very mysterious.

Do you know where he's going, Alf?

It's none of our business.

Come on, Bill.

Hang on!

How am I supposed to pay for the
hostess, Charlie?

See you later, Ralph.

I don't know whether to start off with
this or stick it on at the end.

Depends on what you're making. An
artistic statement about rural decay.

And what do you want it to look like?

One of hers, if it's what people are
paying good money for.

Is this it?

Yours ain't going to be a very big one,
is it?

Oh, and I saw Sue and Rebecca in the
village.

They're going to come and see you. Good.

I thought Harry would have come.

I'm sure he will.

Well, look, I'm going to pop back to the
house and get those books.

Maybe they can chase the boredom away.

Will you stay here, John?

I'll be all right, Mum.

No, I'll stay.

I'd like to.

Well, I'll see you later, darling.

Bye.

I feel I owe you an apology, Ruth.

The argument at the pub, it was
unnecessary.

I expect it was my fault, too.

But I should have let your mother go
after you, then this may not have

You couldn't have known there'd be
anyone at the house.

No.

But it isn't just that.

I've always wanted the best for you,
Ruth.

I know.

But I may have been overprotective.

You're old enough to make your own
decisions now, and that includes whether

see Harry or not.

Really? I can't say I think he's right
for you.

But if you like him, then I won't
interfere.

Never thought I'd hear you say that.

Never thought I'd say it.

Did Mum put you up to this?

It was partly your mother, but it was
Harry too.

He did come to the hospital, but I
wouldn't let him see you.

What did he say?

That I was trying to control your life
and that you couldn't wait to get away.

No, Dad, that's not really true.

Not all the time, maybe, but... I'm
sorry, Ruth.

The last thing I wanted to do was drive
you away.

Yeah, this fits the description of the
one Mr Uxon said was stolen.

I can't wait till he take it back where
it belongs.

I'll just look at those scones.

I can think of worse places to fit it
out.

Yeah, well, Nick said they targeted the
sideboard because they'd seen it in the

article's wanted page, but the trophies
and all that, they're not exactly things

they'd advertise for.

Well, no, but it fits the pattern,
though, doesn't it? Yeah, but why would

load themselves up with stuff they can't
shift?

I suppose somebody could be carrying out
a personal vendetta against the Uptons.

It's very good, but I hope you realise
you're doing it all wrong.

What do you mean I'm doing it all wrong?
Well, it looks like something.

It's supposed to look like something.

No, no, I mean it looks a bit like a
bird.

It's meant to be a bird.

Exactly. I mean, this stuff's not
supposed to look like where it's

be, is it?

You want to stick a set of wheels on it
or something?

Well, I'm making a pair of wings.

That'll make it look even more like a
bird. Then it's going to have a handle,

and when you turn the handle, the wings
are going to flap.

You really haven't got the hang of all
this, have you, Bernie?

Very tasty, Mrs Coutts.

It's nice to have someone that
appreciates them.

Here we go.

Oh, I don't know if I could do this, Mr
Bellamy.

Don't worry, you'll be fine. Tell me
again what to do.

It's quite straightforward, Mrs Coutts.
When we knock, you just open the door as

if you'd been expecting them, OK?

After here, you go in the other room.

Brought your cables and chairs, Bob. But
you're deprived, ma 'am. Oh, we don't

hang around with deliveries.

Where do you want your stuff?

Same place as you put the tripod.

I'll have the matting set, then.

Oh! What's going on, Barbara?

It's an outbreak.

Come here!

Come here!

I'm arresting you on suspicion of
housebreaking and assault.

Now move it.

We're just delivery men. I don't know
what you're talking about.

You can tell us all about it down the
station. Gibbs you need to talk to.

Gibbs? Yeah, Colin Gibbs.

He owns a furniture shop in Ashfordly.
Yeah, well, go on.

It's Colin. He gives all orders.

I ain't taking rap for this.

Yeah, well, we'll be speaking to Mr
Gibbs. Don't you worry. Now move it.

Adrian Filson.

I've been telling him how much I'd
appreciated you letting me use your land

my sculpture. Indeed, Mr.

Greengrass. Not everyone understands the
importance of the contextual element.

Very good of you to say so.

The centrepiece, of course, Adrian, is
my sculpture exploring rural decay.

Yoa. I thought I'd try my hand, Miss
Hamilton.

I've called it banner in the work.

Very exciting indeed.

The angle of the old plough is
particularly poignant. Well, that's what

hoped.

Oh, what do you think?

What's that pole?

I'm afraid it took the back with a
mixture of pig and cow manure.

I thought it would give it a bit of a
contextual element.

Two down, one to go.

Sarge back yet?

He's in his office.

You're making a mistake.

Come through.

What are you doing here?

No recover.

This way, sir.

What's he doing here?

That's our number one suspect, Alf.

But he's the one that got me my trolley.

Well, I think Phil and I have done you a
favour, Alf.

Well, if we hadn't blown up that
trolley, Mrs Ventress could have been

possession of stolen goods.

Why was I breaking into people's houses?

I've got my own furniture business.

We thought you'd develop a nice little
sideline, boost your profits.

You're just getting... The men you hired
to do the jobs for you have already

given a statement.

What?

You can't have paid them enough, can
you?

They say you're the brains behind the
whole operation.

They're lying.

One of them does a bit of decorating.

That's a good way of having a look round
people's houses.

He tells you what he's spotted and you
match those items to the articles wanted

ads in the paper.

Yeah. Well, you're not getting me for
the Uptown's break -in.

We only did that because of Harry
Summers.

You're accusing Harry Summers of being
an accessory?

I can prove it and all.

Here's a list in his writings saying the
things that he wanted taken care of.

And he let us know when they were on
holiday.

This is all very exciting, Moira. Great
fun, some of them. I'll certainly take

the major piece and possibly mangled
remains.

This is your source materials, Moira?

Um, something like that.

I suppose what it does do is underline
the huge imaginative effort needed for

the transformation into art.

That hadn't struck me, but, um... Yes, I
suppose you're right. One might almost

be tempted to buy it for exactly that
purpose, if it wasn't for the appalling

smell.

I can soon get rid of that, Mrs Hilton.

I'll hose it down.

Oh, this is wonderful, Moira.

Not your usual style.

That's mine.

Really?

Fascinating. The little thing I knocked
up.

No, no, no, don't underrate yourself.

This is interesting.

Let me show you.

You should have invited the entire
village to bring their exhibits along.

Very Heath Robinson.

I'm sure I can find a market for that.
If we could have a word, Mr... Scripps.

Bernie Scripps.

Bernie Scripps.

Who knows?

It could be a name to conjure with.

What would you say to 20 pounds?

I think I could seem to work clear, Mr
Chilton.

There we go. It shouldn't be too
difficult to transport.

Right, Moira. You and I had better have
a little talk over lunch.

Fine.

Home to conjure with.

Easiest 20 quid I've ever earned.

What do you mean, ten?

What do you want half for?

Rent. Come on.

We've just arrested Colin Gibbs and two
other men for the Upton Burglaries.

Good. Well, you showed me a lift, which
he claims is in your handwriting,

telling them what to take.

Did he?

Do you write this?

It won't take as long to prove.

I don't know what to say.

Well, tell me what happened.

I got chucked into Gibbs in the chrome
one night.

It was just after Upton ordered me to
keep clear of Ruth. He's such a pompous

snob.

Well, go on.

Well, I had a few drinks.

I started telling Colin about what a
prat Upton was.

How he thought he was so much better
than anyone else.

With his precious oars and his rowing
trophies and all.

Colin said he could lift them. Teach him
a lesson.

And that's when you gave him the lift?

I was an idiot.

I was just so angry that Upton thought
he could treat me like that.

Well, they took more than was on the
lift.

I didn't realise they'd go that far.

I just thought of it as a prank.

Well, I'm arresting you for conspiracy
to steal. You're not obliged to say

anything, but what you do say may be
given in evidence.

I've really blown my chance with Ruth
now, haven't I?

What's going to happen to me?

Well, that's for the courts to decide.

Hello, Ruth. How are you feeling?

They say I can go home tomorrow.

Well, that's good news, eh?

Things are looking up.

Even Dad's given up running well live
for me. I can imagine the effort that

him. Yeah.

I can't wait to tell Harry.

Have you seen him?

She's left me with all the stuff she
didn't use, hasn't she? It's like a

scrapyard, and it's on the bit that I
let out to campus.

I thought you were keen on modern art.

Let's face it, Claude, that art dealer
knew talent when he saw it. Did he?

soon realise his mistake.

Of course, I could see Miss Hamilton had
talent straight away. I knew she would

want to get in with.

That is about as big a load of rubbish
as one of her sculptures.

It might start out as a load of old
rubbish, but it's how she puts it

that counts.

Oh, I think you know all about it now,
don't you?

No, not me. Mr Chilton.

He was telling me that she's making
quite a name for herself in London.

Her black and white portraits are all
the latest things.

Are you trying to get me at it?

The sketches are fetching very high
prices, apparently.

That's what I'm talking about, like that
one she did on me. That must be worth a

few, Bob, then. And I've been and slung
it.

Is this what you're looking for, Claude?

You left it here, as soon as you went to
the keen on it half the time.

I suppose when you really look at it, it
does have something.

Hang on.

What? You've got it the wrong way up.

Hi,

Nick.

I wasn't expecting to see you.

How did it go?

You're fine.

I've been thinking about it all day.

Yeah, all very useful.

I've been thinking a lot more about
Canada, Nick.

And? I rang Dad, actually, to talk it
through.

He thinks it's a wonderful idea.

I know it's the right move for us, Jo.

I mean, I said, even if you get the job,
it's not immediately.

We're not to start packing.

The, uh, the trouble is... What?

You mean it didn't go very well?

Well, no, they offered me a job on the
spot.

Oh, Nick, that's great!

Well, that is what you were hoping.

They want me to start in six weeks'
time.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why doesn't love chip in my
memory?