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-Sure you'’ll not have breakfast, yes? -Yes.

-You'’re going to pop back later? -Yes.

-Absolutely. -Alright. I'’ll see you then.

Cheerio!

♪ Have to get home Have to get home ♪

♪ Have to get home Have to get home Have to get home right away ♪

Do you think we'’ll make it, Jess?

I think we just might.

Not this morning, Jess.

Stay.

Stay.

Ah, you'’re up?

That'’s good timing.

-How'’s Mr Harper's sow? -Grumpy and uncooperative.

Much like her owner.

-Oho, you can'’t hold. -Sorry

Don'’t be.

Oh, the eggs.

You get plates.

Oh.

-Sit down and eat. -Oh, yeah.

You'’ve been out half the night I'’m fine on the bed.

No.

-It'’s a little burnt. -It'’s perfect.

Hmm.

Mmm...

Lovely...

Texture.

No. Don'’t.

I haven'’t done anything.

If you have to resort to violence, that means you'’ve already lost!

You'’re expecting guests for breakfast?

Still can'’t get used to the idea of them being up there.

Managing with that tiny stove to cook on.

They'’re probably enjoying themselves more than you think.

Any jam, Mrs H?

-Oh. -Don'’t worry. I'll get it.

Oh, here.

-For services rendered. -Thank you.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Good morning.

Still plenty left.

-Oh, no. We'’ve just-- -We... had breakfast.

Ah.

Mr Farnon.

Does this mean you may be buying a pint tonight, Triss?

I resent the implication that I'’m anything other than generous

on our occasional sojourns to the pub.

To the local nurses, maybe.

Well, unfortunately, for the women of Darrowby, my affections and my wallet,

shall not be given as glibly as before.

Holding out for Mrs Right?

Certainly been plenty of Mrs Wrongs.

Actually, I'’m setting up for something.

Wonders will never cease.

Here.

Promise me you'’re not too draughty over there.

We'’re grand. Thanks.

Er...

Siegfried, I think might have made a mistake.

That seems incredibly unlikely.

No.

forty percent of profits less bills, capital costs, etc.

Look.

That'’s less when I was earning before.

It'’s less than what Tristan gets now.

Ups and downs of running a business, I'’m afraid.

Siegfried,

Since I'’m a partner now,

shouldn'’t we talk about what'’s going to work?

Maybe there'’s more that I could be doing?

You don'’t need to worry your head about that rigmarole.

-Terribly dull, I assure you. -I'’d like to know more.

Are you going to see Kate Billings today?

-Aye. -Marvelous. Give her my regards.

Bye.

See you later, luv.

May I?

Hello, Mrs Billings.

That'’s the other one. I'’m Miss. Sorry.

Was expecting Mr Farnon. Who might you be?

Mr Herriot.

-I knew a Herriot once. -Alright.

Mean little bugger. Follow me.

-Was Mr Farnon busy? -Yes.

But he sends his regards.

Does he?

You know, you really stop bringing in these delicious cakes, Mrs Barbara.

Terrible for my waistline.

Oh, you'’re welcome. Isn'’t he, Oscar?

Oh.

Hmm.

Was that Mrs Barber I saw leaving?

Er, yeah.

Not in the examination room. Hand it over.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

♪ Love feeds on many kinds

♪ Of food I know

♪ Some love for rancor♪

♪ Some food you take

That would have been in-charge.

Mrs Hall, you have a tone.

No.

The sort of tone that tells me I'’m to be informed of my failings

in the not-too distant future.

Was not my place to tell you anything.

Jolly good.

-Well... I might suggest-- -And again?

You shouldn'’t make promises you can'’t keep.

You made James a partner.

You need to start treating him right.

I spent years refining this business till it runs like clock-work.

What if he starts re-arranging it?

Well, you can'’t expect to carry on as though nothing'’s changed.

You know how keen he is.

Let him take a look under the bonnet, and see how it all works.

Mrs Hall, you are, as ever, absolutely and completely correct.

I shall endeavour to make amends just as soon as ever I can.

Right.

Whoa.

Good thing.

Hello, little ladies.

Hello, hello.

What seems to be the trouble with you, then?

They'’ve been a bit gip last day or two.

Diarrhoea and sickness.

I were worried.

They'’re absolute beauties.

You don'’t need to tell me that.

Oh, no, no. Of course. I was just...

Temperature'’s normal.

The breeding is so important, isn'’t it?

Finding parents with different qualities, they complement one another.

Lungs are clear.

I see you on Best in Show.

You know me sister Annie then.

I'’ve not the pleasure, no.

Be glad of it, too.

Easy. Easy.

Oh, sore, isn'’t it?

Easy. Sorry.

The crew is suffering from acute abdominal pain.

What have you been feeding them?

Milk, and a few nuts. Best there is.

There's nowt 'ere that could hurt 'em.

I keep it as well as can be.

No, I can see that.

I'’ll give them some morphine for the pain.

And some charcoal solution.

And that'’ll hopefully help pass any toxins through.

Hmm.

Er, right.

Just the stuff.

Here we are. Alright?

Keep an eye on them. Let me know of any changes.

-Alright. -Otherwise I'’ll be back to check on them tomorrow.

Aye.

Right, I'’ll be off then.

Alright.

Coming through.

What have you done to the dining room? Oh.

I was under the impression that I own this establishment.

What? You told me to show him everything.

-Hello. -Ah, James, mi compadre.

Allow me to introduce you to the inner workings of the practice.

Goodness!

-Right. -I'’ll leave you to get better acquainted.

But while you'’re at it, if you could detail the profit and loss

accounts of the last 12 months,

and make a list of any unpaid invoices,

that would be most helpful.

-You'’re off? -You'’re going?

I'’m out with Diana this evening,

we'’re practising our fox trot.

Wasn'’t he out with Carol last night?

And Eliza the night before.

Don'’t know where he found the energy.

I'’m sure it'll all make sense once I get going.

I'’ll put the kettle on.

Whoa, stick a fork in me.

I am done.

What d'’you say Jim, fancy a pint?

Blimey.

What happened in here?

Do you know what a profit and loss account is?

Oh. Above my pay level, I'’m afraid.

You get paid more than me.

Right!

Right.

Until we start.

Morning, Matt.

Morning, William. Lovely day.

-Good Morning! Morning. -Morning, William.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

How do you get around with the accounts last night?

Everything in order?

Ah... aye... fantastic.

-Thanks again for letting me have a look. -Oh, not at all.

You'’re a partner in the firm. I wouldn'’t have it any other way.

So did you get it all written up?

I have to admit, I am struggling a bit.

Aah.

Well, best leave it with me then, eh?

-Hmm. -I mean, we can'’t all be polymaths.

Blessed with the practical skills and acute mental ability

required to understand the complexities of business.

And you have so many other qualities, with the animals, with the clients.

So there'’s no harm in sticking to what you'’re good at.

Plough your own furrow, I say.

I actually thought Helen might be able to help me understand how it all works.

Helen?

I used to run the farm'’s accounts.

It'’s no bother, going through it with James.

Well, isn'’t that a kind offer...

Yes... well...

Yes... it...

It'’s... very generous, Helen. Thank you.

I lost that calf of mine this morning,

I'’m sorry to hear that, Miss Billings.

And another one started to go the same way.

Symptoms are the same as before.

The temperature'’s normal.

I'’m sure it's acute gastritis, but...

I wish I knew the cause. I can swear these calves have eaten some sort of irritant.

I haven'’t let them out of this shed.

I'’ll do a post-mortem on the other calf that you lost,

to see if we can find anything.

And I'’ll get the kidneys over

to the lab in Harrogate to test for lead estimation.

There'’s no lead in here.

Must be something we'’ve missed.

These calves.

They are like family to me.

Does anyone else work here?

Could anyone help shed some light on it?

Just me.

Since Annie left.

Could she help us?

She got married, she lived just over hill.

Hasn'’t set foot on this farm for nigh on a year, now.

And I told her, if she'’s gone, she'’s gone.

What'’s about Mr Farnon?

What about him?

He'’s always been my vet. He knows this farm.

Mr Farnon will tell you the same as me.

Well, at least tell me if I'’m gonna lose any more of '’em.

Honestly, I don'’t know the answer to that.

Let me run the tests. We will get to the bottom of it.

What'’s gonna happen, eh?

What'’s gonna happen?

Hmm?

I'’ll look after you, love.

Anything that I can help with?

No, thank you.

Good.

You know, you really don'’t have to. I can always sit down with James.

I'’m 'appy to do it, Siegfried.

Wonderful.

Phone'’s ringing.

If only there were some clever way of me knowing

Darrowby two-two-nine-seven.

Hmm.

Ah, yes.

Difficult first couple of months this year.

Of course, we suffered when you and James went

gallivanting on your honeymoon.

Well, how'’d you manage your petty cash?

Oh, we em... we just put it in pint pot.

It'’s not so different to how we'’d runs things up at Heston Grange.

We use and old cigar box.

Lady named Florence.

Number Three, Hillside Lane. Her dog'’s had a turn.

Tristan...

Tristan.

Call out.

Me?

Wh... what about surgery?

If there'’s a sudden rush, I'’m sure I'll cope.

Well, best take the Rover then.

-Need anything else? -No, thank you.

Siegfried, I was wondering if you'’d help me with this?

-Ah, that'’s a five. -And this?

Also a five.

I found some uncashed cheques as well.

You know, Helen, although to the untrained eye

it may look a little haphazard, I have to tell you that this

system has never let me down yet.

-Maybe this wasn'’t a good idea. -Perhaps not.

You'’ve got the gist in any case.

Tristan Farnon.

-Well, god, Florence Pandhi! -What are you doing here?

You called and asked me to come.

I called for a vet.

-You do know that your dad'’s a vet. -[sighs[

He does farm visits on Tuesday. It was an emergency.

Looks like it too.

Now, being George Pandhi'’s daughter, I shouldn'’t be surprised

that you think this perfectly healthy dog is on death'’s door.

Are you going to examine her, or do I have to get your dad around here?

He'’s not my dad, as you well know.

Come on then, let'’s have a look at you.

-What'’s her name? -Daisy.

Hello, Daisy.

Daisy, Hello!

She was absolutely fine.

Rooting around on the drive when she just suddenly seized up

and sort of toppled over onto her side gasping and drooling.

I'’ve given her a once-over, but I can'’t seem to find anything.

Doesn'’t sound very pleasant.

How old is she?

She'’s too old for it to be epilepsy, if that'’s what you are thinking.

Still your dad'’s assistant then, by the signs of it.

Actually I work in a bank now.

Took a room here a couple of months ago.

Pandhi can'’t have liked that.

No.

But it'’s not his life, is it?

Er, look...

I really can'’t find anything wrong with her.

Maybe she got a bone or something else she'’s eaten caught,

and now it'’s been dislodged.

Doesn'’t seem to be troubling her anymore.

Is that it?

Your bill will be in the post.

Lost.

Evening.

Triss!

The state of this place.

What do you call a penguin in the desert?

How can you find anything in here?

It'’s organised chaos, old chap

And it'’s lost?

The penguin'’s lost?

You should really keep these sterilized and ready for use.

Ah, yes, yes, alright, Siegfried.

You know, technically

I am your boss now.

Hmm... technically!

I suppose you have to learn the hard way.

Is that it?

Is that what?

You'’ll never successfully manage to practice by being soft on him.

I am actually here, you know.

We were just talking, Siegfried.

A piece of friendly advice.

We don'’t always have to bawl and shout, you know?

What was that all about?

You know that thing you do when you'’re with a girl who you thought you liked,

but then you realise you don'’t like her as much as you thought you did.

But you liked her too much to tell her that to her face.

I have no idea what you are talking about.

The long goodbye? The slow death?

When you just sort of start being a bit off until she gets the hint and stops calling.

You are a terrible human being.

Look I had to break it to you, but Siegfried has never wanted a partner.

I mean ever.

He likes being control too much for that.

He really said that?

Hmm... frequently.

There'’s something on fire?

-Just dinner. -Ah.

Alright.

Dare I ask on Siegfried?

As good as that.

Once I got me '’ead around the way things work, I started to understand it.

And I found a few uncashed cheques.

Four pounds for the TB testing we did the other day.

That'’s more than we earn in a week.

What time is it?

Maybe I can still catch them.

-Who? -The Minister of Agriculture.

Siegfried did say I should plan my own furrow.

TB testing'’s really not popular with farmers.

It can mean closing down farms or killing livestock.

Maybe you should speak to Siegfried first.

If I can show him that it'’ll bring him more money,

maybe he'’ll change his mind.

Change his mind on what?

Triss just said Siegfried has never wanted a partner.

I'’m starting to wonder if he might be right.

Hello, could you put me through to the Department of TB Testing, please?

-Good morning, Alice. -Hello, gentlemen.

Hello Alice.

Yes... yes...

Door.

Yes, I'’m so sorry to hear that, Kate.

-Good morning, Audrey. -Good morning, Alice.

-Yeah. -Have a good day.

I was under the impression that Herriot was dealing with this.

Yes, of course I will.

Yes, yes. I'’ll be out there right away.

-Morning. -Morning, James.

Busy day ahead?

I'’m going to the lab to see if I can hurry along some test results.

Excellent, good.

-Thanks again for letting Helen take a look at the books. -Quite alright.

Er, she mentioned there was a cheque for the TB test.

Yes, I'’ll be dropping that into the bank first thing this morning.

Eleven letters. Ups and downs? Second letter I.

Eighth letter T. Anyone?

-Helen, do you know? -Since it brings in so much money,

do you think we could be doing more of it?

More trouble than it'’s worth, frankly. It would mean risking our relationship

with the farmers, and we'’ve enough on with the animal surgery.

-What'’s this doing here? -Oh, sorry. I'’ll move it now.

No! No trouble at all!

-Everything alright? -Yes, Mrs Hall, rubbing along famously.

Bye.

Bye.

Siegfried?

Siegfried...

Morning, shall we?

Jess...

Finally, the newly weds are just into their new home.

Nothing. Put them in a shoebox, and they'’d be happy.

Ah, to be young and in love!

Did you ever think about getting married?

I'’m not sure what Rock would have to say about that. He gets very jealous!

You'’re daft!

Na, I came close once.

Ruth Farwell was her name.

What happened?

If you don'’t mind me asking.

The truth be told, I didn'’t really feel like I deserved to be happy back then.

After what happened to so many of my friends in the war,

it just didn'’t seem fair.

Still... I should have fought for her.

But when I saw Ruth at the dance with Peter Riley, that was my chance.

But I lacked the courage.

You must have had some courage. You went off to fight in the war as a young lad.

No, I mistook bravado for bravery.

Hmm, it takes little courage to fight for your happiness.

I was a fool.

I think foolishness is part and parcel of being young, unfortunately.

I'’d say you're right.

All worked out for the best though. Peter'’s a nice feller and Ruth'’s happy.

And you?

Oh, I...

I made my peace a long time ago, Audrey.

I believe that we all end up exactly where we'’re meant to be.

Hello, Kate.

That'’s two I've lost now.

I'’m so sorry.

Let'’s take a look.

Temperature'’s normal.

Yup.

There'’s definite evidence of gastritis.

That'’s what Mr Herriot said.

My best guess is they'’ve ingested some sort of irritant.

But I can'’t see anything in here it could be.

He said that an'’ all.

I'’ll do a post-mortem on the calf and order a lead estimation test.

-He'’s done that too, hasn't he? -Aye.

He has.

Well, sounds like James has done everything he should.

I'’m none the wiser.

Sorry, Kate.

So there'’s nothing you can do for '’em.

Not until we know what'’s wrong.

I could only hope James,

my... partner.

has news from the lab that throws some light on the problem.

There you go, Charlie.

Now make sure you keep brushing him regularly.

Otherwise the fur will get matted again.

Thank you, Tristan.

Come on, Richard, let'’s get you home.

That can'’t be true.

You'’re teasing me now.

You two look very cosy.

Oh, the dogs.

You must be thirsting for a brew.

Won'’t be a moment.

And how are you today, Rock?

-Ah, he'’s grand. -Dhhh...

Yeah, he looks it.

He'’s always excited for his walks with Jess.

I'’m sure he is.

You know...

we care a great deal about...

Jess.

She'’s a part of the family,

and we'’d hate for her to get hurt.

Well, uh, I can assure you, eh,

Rock cares a great deal about Jess, too.

And would never do anything of the sort.

Good.

That'’s a good thing, isn't it?

Hello.

Help. Somebody help me, please.

She started having fits about half-an-hour ago.

I didn'’t know what to do, so I just brought her straight here.

Okay, bring her through.

My father'’s out.

The state of this place.

We'’ve had a busy day. Put her on the table.

I'’m not letting you work on my dog in this pigsty.

Your dog looks very ill, she could die.

You need to let me examine her.

-This is what happened before? -Exactly.

No, it'’s not a fit.

She'’s choking. Something's interfering with her air flow.

I need you to assist. Pass me the torch.

Would you mind holding her jaws apart,

so I can see the wind pipe.

It'’s a pebble.

It'’s only about the size of a pea,

but it'’s right inside her larynx.

It'’s acting like a ball valve, blocking her wind pipe every now and then.

I--I have to get it out.

Oh, God no.

How on earth do you work with it like this?

The conjunctive is blue, she is asphyxiating.

Anaesthetise the throat area.

Florence, you need to trust me.

You'’re right. I'm sorry.

Now, hold her still while I make the incision.

Deep breath!

See it.

I can feel it.

Er, just need to...

I'’ve got it.

Oh, god save.

Daisy, good girl.

Okay.

Daisy, Daisy, wait down, wait.

Okay, that'’s all done.

-You will just need to remove the stitches in-- -Ten days'’ time.

I can do that.

Florence Pandhi.

What are you doing here?

-Oh, god, please tell me your father'’s not here as well. -No.

But I'’ll be sure to tell him what an excellent job Tristan did.

Oh. Right.

Good.

-We'’ll be off then. Come, Daisy. -Yes, right.

Um...

-Thanks for that. -Thank you.

Vicissitude.

Your crossword... the answer is Vicissitude.

Vicissitude, of course.

Hello, Kate.

I'’m stopping by to let you know about those test results.

They'’re all I've got left, these calves.

I don'’t know what I'’ll do if...

You must get lonely. Out here on your own.

I'’m perfectly well as I am.

We all need support from time to time.

If you'’re talking about our Annie,

she ain'’t got time for us no more.

I'’m sure if she knew that the calves were ill,

and they were struggling,

she might surprise you.

What was it about these test results?

Just came back negative for lead.

I'’m so sorry.

I wish I could tell you more but...

I'’m still none the wiser.

That'’s exactly what Mr Farnon said.

Good evening.

Helen.

This came for James.

Oh, thank you.

Join us. What you having?

-A whisky malt, thanks. -What'’s that?

-It'’s for James. -From the bank?

Siegfried?

Herriot Veterinary Practice indeed.

Herriot...

I distinctly recall telling you we wanted nothing to do with the TB testing program.

Now I discover you'’ve signed this up to it.

I'’m sure it's just some simple misunderstanding.

I just called to see if we could do more testing

and possibly make more money.

You don'’t appreciate how divisive the matter is for farmers.

We could persuade them.

This is still my practice.

It is but since you made me partner, doesn'’t not make it mine too?

James, maybe now'’s not the time.

-Ah, you went behind my back! -Which is something you know about.

I saw Kate Billings today.

She'’s been a client of mine for five years and she specifically asked for me.

-It was my case. -It'’s my practice.

It'’s our practice.

You see, this is exactly why I didn'’t want a bloody partner in the first place.

Dammit.

James...

They want their heads knocking together.

Let me make you that whisky.

Good idea.

Mr Farnon likes to keep his bottles in separate boxes.

When they get mixed up,

he struggles to cope.

I have started to feel like I might be a button too many.

He takes time to adjust.

We all do.

That'’s a big table for just three people.

It'’s a big house.

I remember coming here to pay a bill when it were just you and Siegfried.

Oh, my goodness. You were chaos.

You soon got it in order.

You do know...

You do know you don'’t have to be tucked up there all the time.

I like it.

It'’s like a private quarter, the world is just ours.

Ah, it'’s lovely to hear.

That dun'’t mean you have to be squirrelled away.

It'’s not that we don't wanna come down.

Well, then, what'’s stopping you?

I'’m so used to doing everything.

On top of the farm work, there was the cooking, washing, cleaning...

more cooking.

No one'’s expecting you to do all that here.

I'’d feel bad that it'’s all left to you.

But that'’s my job.

From the outside.

Looks like it'’s more that.

It is.

This is my home.

You'’re not on the outside. This is your home too, so you should start treating it as such.

Come here.

Hmm.

Now...

Only thing needs sorting is those pair.

Any ideas?

Yes.

I have.

Stove'’s out.

So we have to have breakfast downstairs.

No.

Not with Siegfried.

Then you'’ll go hungry.

Now shift.

I take it you got the lead estimation result on Billing'’s calf.

It was negative. Must be something else.

You'’ll be going back up there this morning then?

Yes.

You should both go.

That sounds like a good idea.

Two heads are better than one.

-I don'’t know-- -I don'’t know about that.

I'’m sure Kate Billings would appreciate all the help she can get.

I'’m sure she would.

-I'’ll get my things together. -Yes, so will I.

-After you. -After you.

We suspect gastritis but we don'’t know what's causing it.

I'’ve been over every corner of the shed.

I can'’t see anything they could get to.

Something these animals have ingested is poisoning them.

Alright. We'’ve ruled out lead.

-Yes. -And it'’s not their feed.

No.

Could it something outside of the shed?

That'’s been trodden through and brought inside.

Worth a try.

Do you mind if I look around, Miss Billings?

I'’ll come with you.

You stay there.

Thank you for your kindness yesterday.

Alright.

It'’s no bother at all.

Did you think about what I said?

D'’you see owt?

Um...

No.

No, nothing that could be harmful.

Hey, hey.

James...

Come look at this.

It'’s a dead horn-bud.

Just found it in the milk.

Aye, I disbudded their horns fortnight since.

Can you show me what you used?

This fella came around selling it.

Annie used to deal with all t'’business side o' things.

I can'’t read, you see.

But the fellow told me it'’s just come on to the market.

You just paint it on.

Er...

it'’s a lot easier than t'’awd caustic stick.

Butter of Antimony.

James...

now we know.

What do you mean?

Antimony is a deadly poison.

Oh, it'’ll burn your horn buds off, all right,

but if it gets in among the food, that'’s it.

The moment the cows put their heads there to drink,

that'’s when the buds would fall off, and contaminate the milk.

Exactly.

Anyway, let'’s get this last bud off and scrubbed up.

These two should be fine.

I poisoned her.

I coulda killed them all?

You weren'’t to know.

If Annie were here.

She'’d 'a known

I'’m a stooping fool, Mr Herriot.

Didn'’t you say, she just lives just over there?

It'’s never too late to make amends.

Well done in there, Siegfried.

You too.

For if they fall...

the one shall lift up the other.

Peregrine.

I think...

Uh, Jim, good day?

Tressy?

You'’re cleaning?

I am.

What happened?

Emergency operation yesterday.

I didn'’t have clean equipment.

I nearly lost a dog.

Pandhi'’s daughter's dog, to be precise.

Pandhi?

But you saved it?

Yes.

Yes, I suppose I did.

Then you did well.

-And I want to hear all of that over a pint, later. -Thanks, boss.

Dinner'’s ready.

Well, then...

tell me all about this TB testing.

The district'’s really fallen behind so,

the MAG says there'’s as much as we want.

It could be incredibly lucrative.

Then, as a partner, you should be free to make those sort of decisions.

You'’re gonna be solely responsible, though.

-You won'’t even know it'’s happened. -Oo-hoo.

I think we'’re done cooking upstairs, aren'’t we?

Ah, thank god.

I mean...

Yes.

I think we are.

Let'’s eat!

That'’s nice.

-Very good. -Thank you.

What have we got here, Mrs H?