Heartbeat (1992) s03e09 Episode Script

1
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪
MUSIC: 'I Feel Free'
by Cream
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
I feel
When I dance with you
We move like the sea
You
You're all I want to know
I feel free
I feel free ♪
RADIO: "Sir Alex "
"and Mr. Selwyn Lloyd have had talks
with Lord Salisbury this morning"
"in an effort to get
him to compromise"
"or to withdraw his
amendment on Rhodesia."
"The Queen has opened a
big hydro-electric scheme"
"in the Scottish Highlands."
Lunch.
Come on.
- How are you feeling?
- Awful.
- You look a bit better.
- Yeah?
There you go.
What's this?
Broth. It's good for you.
Peggy just rang. A pipe burst
last night in the village hall
and the back rooms are under water.
So I won't be able to move in.
And how long is all this gonna take?
Two to three weeks.
I'm just gonna have to set
up surgery here for a while.
Here?
Well, I haven't got
much choice, have I?
KNOCK AT DOOR
- Hi.
- Hello.
I'm looking for a doctor.
I AM a doctor.
Oh. I just came off my bike
down the road ow!
- Well, you'd better come in.
- Thanks.
Looks more like a police station
from outside than a doctor's office.
- It's both, actually. Sit down.
- Thanks.
You're lucky nothing's broken.
Your arm's gonna be sore, though.
- You're telling me!
- You should rest it for a while.
Scotland can wait.
My bike's in worst shape than I am.
Um, I'll need a place to stay for a
couple of days while I fix her up.
You could try the local pub,
the Aidensfield Arms.
They let out rooms.
What part of the States
are you from?
Rhode Island.
I kind of get the feeling you don't
see many of us around here.
PHONE RINGS
You could say.
You can put your shirt back on.
Aidensfield police.
Oh right, well, you could try
Ashfordly Police Station.
Hold on. It's for you.
PC Rowan.
Oh thanks.
Are you the police doctor?
I'm the doctor,
married to the policeman.
Oh! So I get medical attention
if I get beat up in jail, right?
I'm just kiddin'.
Someone's smashed into a
fence on the Ashfordly road.
There's sheep all over the place.
It's got to be the one I ran into.
I hit it really hard.
Why didn't you report it?
There could be an accident.
Well there was an accident,
man, and I was it.
And I just reported it, okay?
So how did you managed
to smash into this fence?
There were sheep all over the road.
I bet nobody reported that, right?
I'd better have a look.
Get someone from Ashfordly to go.
You're off sick.
No, I can get there
quicker than they can.
Oh, I'll need a statement
from you, Mr?
Dameron. Charlie Dameron.
That's cool, man. I'll be staying
at the pub for a couple of days.
- Can I go now?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'll be in touch.
- Goodbye.
- Thanks.
You're welcome.
An American, eh?
You're picking up the
local habits, Nick.
Hmm.
Come on, Claude.
Alfred's a mongrel.
Ah well, takes one to
know one, don't you.
But you're wrong. He happens
to be a pedigree lurcher.
The bike's out back, if that's okay.
- Should be all right.
- I'll start work on her tomorrow.
- Can I have a pint of bitter, please?
- Right.
You'll be the American then?
Yeah, that's right.
Charlie Dameron.
Claude Greengrass.
- How you doin'?
- Oh, I'll have a large whisky.
MUSIC: 'Little Things' by Dave Berry
Little thing that you do
Make me glad
I'm in love with you
Little thing that you say
Make me glad
that I feel this way
The way you smile
The way you hold my hand
And when I'm down
You always understand
You know I love
those little things
In my ear, that you say
When there's no-one here
Little things
That you do ♪
So you're here?
I've just heard, Mr. Lawrence.
I were told that you weren't well.
Nah, just a bit of flu, that's all.
You haven't wasted much time.
Whole flock were out on the road!
Some lunatic driving too fast, eh?
Yeah, I've just spoken to him.
An American on a motorbike.
I were lucky I didn't lose any sheep.
I mean just look at this.
I'm gonna have to rebuild it.
I mean, who's gonna pay for that, then?
It's gonna cost a heap of money.
Well, he's got his insurance
and so have you, I'm sure.
My insurance has got
nothing to do with it.
I didn't smash into t'fence.
According to the American, those
sheep were already on the road.
That's why he had the accident.
There could be another
break in your fence.
Oh, that's typical,
that, isn't it, eh?
Ruddy Yanks! He were
going too fast, that's what.
And what's an American
doing here, anyway?
Alright, let's not start
making accusations.
You don't want him
filing a complaint
about your sheep being
all over the road, do you?
Hello.
Come in.
That sounds fine.
Hello, Phil.
Uh, sorry to bother you, Kate.
I've come to see Nick. Is he upstairs?
He's had to go out.
- So he's better, then?
- No. Just obstinate.
Oh, he asked me to
drop these files off.
- I'll see him later.
- All right.
Phil!
I'm just having the surgery here
until the village hall is ready.
They've had a flood. You won't
mention it to Blaketon, will you?
Mention what?
Thanks, Phil.
The '45 Vincent, man, was amazing.
Army bars, you could
change a wheel fast.
There were adjustments
for handlebars,
levers, pedals, everything
you can think of.
Had a great finish.
Even the noise level was low, man.
I use to ride a motorbike
during the war.
Yeah? What kind?
What kind?
I'm looking for old bikes, you know.
What? Y-you mean you're buying them?
Yeah. They're appreciated
back in the States.
Is there any money in it?
- Yeah, it's okay. Keeps me out of Nam.
- Nam?
Yeah, Vietnam. I mean, if I'm
over here looking for old bikes,
can't be there getting
shot at, right?
Draft dodger, eh?
Leave him alone, Fred.
Haven't been on a
bike since Liverpool.
I'll give you a ride,
soon as I've fixed her up.
You're on.
PHONE RINGS
Aidensfield Police.
Uh, no, I'm afraid she's
not at the moment.
Alright, hold on.
What's your name, please?
Sorry, can you repeat that, please?
- Whoa!
- It's alright, thanks. I can manage.
- You sure?
- I have done it before, you know.
Hey, don't get me wrong.
I just thought you could use a hand.
There's an art to stacking these.
Why doesn't your uncle do it?
He's not well.
Ah, that's why you're here.
What d'you mean?
You don't exactly seem
like the local type.
Nor do you!
Well, I'm just passing through.
What about you?
I like it here.
Yeah, it's groovy, but what
do you do around here?
- Depends if you like the countryside?
- Oh, yeah.
Then there's plenty
of it to look at.
Right now, I've only got legs and
I'm not in the mood for a walk.
I've got transport.
Hey Gina, first time I've been in
a sidecar with its own engine!
Don't knock it. At least it goes!
Yeah, it beats being at home.
What do your mum and dad do?
On weekdays, Dad works.
Sundays, he mows the lawn
and Mum criticises
the way he does it.
Me mum and dad haven't got along.
They fight in the kitchen instead.
They wanted to spend $5,000 to get me
in a PhD programme to avoid the draft.
And then they had a fit when I
decided to leave the country instead.
Most people round
here'd be the same.
Don't you think it's
kind of hypocritical?
Don't know, Charlie.
If someone offered me
that sort of money,
I'd take it and I'll leave the
country. Move your legs.
I thought you'd be the one
to have summat, like.
Ah, but they haven't
been ridden for years.
They need a lot of
work, you know.
- New parts and all
- I wouldn't know much about that.
They're for the regimental
museum, you see.
So they don't have to be working. All
they do is polish it up now and again.
What would they give me for 'em?
Oh well, it's not really a
question of money, is it?
I mean, it's more like an appeal.
What's in it for you, then?
Well, it's it's sentimental
attachment.
Sentimental? You?
Yeah, w-well, you see, I thought if
you let me pass 'em on to 'em, right,
they might put a plaque up on the wall,
"Donated by Claude Greengrass",
and Vic Kennis an' all that, you know,
so long as you don't mind the publicity.
They're in 'ere.
There you are.
By 'eck!
That's an AJS and this is a Triumph.
Couldn't get a better
bike in them days.
Hey, hey. This one's just like the
one I used to ride during the war.
Did you?
They're great, are't they?
HORN
You know there must have been
another break in that fence, man.
Yeah, but you still crashed into it and
someone has to pay for the damage.
Well, who's that going to be?
Well, your insurance
or Mr. Lawrence's.
Not mine.
My insurance pays, I pay.
Yeah, they always get
you in the end, right?
Well, we'll have to see, won't we?
- Right here?
- Yeah.
Listen, constable.
There were sheep all over that road.
I didn't put 'em there, okay.
And the farmer's lucky I'm
not suing him for my injuries.
I don't think you'd get very far.
- Thanks for coming in.
- That's it?
For now.
- Hey, look after that cold, huh?
- Yeah.
PHONE RINGS
Aidensfield Police.
No. I'm afraid she isn't
here at the moment.
Yeah. Yeah, I can take a message.
Hold on.
COUGHS
Oh, the invalid!
Any messages?
Yeah. Just the odd one.
You should be in bed.
Yeah. I've got to sort out those
files that Phil brought round.
Leave them for now.
I'll bring you up some supper later
with added iron and vitamin B.
You what?
Wait and see.
Go on, Nick. Back to bed.
You look awful.
They are beautiful machines.
They need a bit of cleaning up.
One of them is an AJS and
the other one is a Triumph.
An AJS and a Triumph?!
Claude, I'll take 'em off your hands.
Oh, I never thought about that.
You're not hustling
me, are you, buddy?
Hustling? What do you mean?
- Hello, Claude. Mr. Dameron.
- Charlie.
Excuse me.
Vic, could I have a word?
Evening Kate.
What can I get for you?
A bottle of Guinness to
take home, please, George.
- How's the sheriff?
- Still in bed. Doctor's orders.
Same again, George,
when you're ready.
Since you're here, why
don't you stay for a drink?
- I'd better get home.
- You sure?
- Duty calls.
- Okay. Maybe next time.
- Bye.
- Bye-bye.
Duty calls.
That ring any bells, does it? Eh?
I did my duty in Korea.
Sounds like you're
afraid to do yours.
I'm talking to you!
You afraid of me too, eh?
I'm not afraid, man.
I just don't believe in the war, okay.
And I'm not prepared to kill anybody
or fight for anything I
don't believe in, all right?
That's not the point.
Ah, yes it is, man.
There are a billion armed
Chinese communists out there.
And they're in China,
not in Vietnam.
It's the same thing.
No, it isn't. Would you look at a
map? China's north of Vietnam.
I know that.
Oh sorry. Didn't sound like it.
Sounded like you and you're buddies
didn't know what you were talking about.
Leave it, Charlie.
I've heard it all before, Gina.
From guys a lot
smarter than you, pal.
Oh, dear.
You fight pretty well for a pacifist.
Never said I couldn't fight.
I just don't like to.
Keep this on the eye.
It'll bring down the swelling.
George. Who started it?
He did. He punched Charlie first.
I was provoked.
That man insulted me.
I was just shooting
the breeze, man.
This guy and his buddies
came out of nowhere.
You've a nerve, commie!
All right, all right. Calm down.
What are you going to do?
Nothing eh?
Well, I can book you
both if you like.
You can spend the
night in a cell.
He's a deserter.
He should be in jail.
Look, I suggest you go home, sir.
Come on.
I think you should
call it a night as well.
Okay, okay.
- Guinness!
- Iron, remember?
Thank you.
I think Dameron's all right.
People don't like him
cos he's different.
Anyway, he's entitled
to his opinions.
I just wish he'd keep 'em
to himself. Cheers.
I don't think he's the type.
Not what you really need
when you're ill, is it?
How long's he staying?
Don't know. I heard he
was just passing thru'.
He's been causing a bit of trouble,
from what I've heard.
And what have you heard, Ventress?
Uh, we were just talking about
a fight last night in Aidensfield.
- At the Arms.
- So have I.
Reached my ears, too.
An American in Aidensfield.
You can expect some
trouble from that.
I'm sure Nick can handle it, sarge.
I hope so, Bellamy.
No point him having his own patch
if he can't handle it, is there?
No, Sarge.
Good morning.
Sergeant Blaketon.
Mr. Manchester.
What can we do for you?
I'd like a few words, if I may.
- In private?
- Oh, right.
Would you like to come
through to my office?
What's he doing here?
They're both in the Legion.
I take it you've heard
about last night?
Rumours, Fred. Nothing else.
Yeah, well, I suppose
I lost my temper.
Anyway, reason I came to see you.
How do we stand on draft dodging?
What do you mean?
Well, that Yank, he's a draft dodger.
I mean, America's an ally, isn't it?
Aren't we supposed to help?
Are you sure he's a draft dodger?
He doesn't want to fight.
He could be a tourist.
But what if he is a draft dodger?
What are you gonna do about it?
Well it's possible we might not
want to do anything about it.
I don't believe that, Oscar.
Not from you.
It's not the kind of talk we like
to hear down at the Legion, is it?
Here, don't want to bother about them.
I've had nowt but trouble with
the cops around here for years.
- Yeah, they're all the same, Claude.
- You don't have to tell me.
Is it right though about
you being a deserter?
- Is that what people think?
- Well, that's whats being said.
I'm just making myself
difficult to find.
If I was a real draft dodger,
I'd go to Sweden.
What do you think?
Oh, they're beautiful.
All I want is what I paid for them
and a few quid for ex's, you know.
- Cool.
- Right.
You got it.
Well, I'll look into it.
Can't say more than that.
Thank you.
But please refrain
from brawling in pubs.
RINGS
Hello?
Who's that?
Doctor's busy, just now.
Is that the police
house at Aidensfield?
Yes.
"I'm relieved to hear it."
Can I speak to PC Rowan?
No. He's out.
I see. Well, who are you?
Mrs. Bannister.
I'm next in the queue.
Really.
Well, thank you Mrs. Bannister.
Right. I'm off to have
a word with PC Rowan.
- Shall I go, Sarge?
- That won't be necessary.
Ventress, get hold
of the Home Office
and find out what we're supposed
to do with American draft dodgers,
if anything.
And Ventress, put that fag out!
I know what you think, constable.
I made them repairs days ago.
I'm always checking fence.
That's new wood, Mr. Lawrence.
We've had t'weather. I don't know
why you're protecting that American.
He were going too fast,
whatever happened.
And more than likely.
Crashes into my fence,
smashes it to bits.
He were going too fast to brake.
Why were there sheep
on the road then?
That's the whole point, ain't it?
There weren't.
And I want compensation.
You know what I think, Mr. Lawrence?
I think those sheep were on the road
and I think your fence
was broken already.
Well, you can't prove it.
Well, don't make me try.
You can mend that fence once,
you can mend it twice.
I hear that Yank's a deserter.
Are you going to do
anything about it?
- Hey, what do you think?
- Great.
No, they're beautiful!
I thought you'd like 'em.
Come on, Claude.
Stay for a drink. We'll celebrate.
Hey no, I-I've got a bit of summat on.
- Oh, come on!
- No. Another time, eh.
I've never seen him
refuse a drink before.
Yeah? Well he thinks he's
made a killing on the bikes.
Didn't he?
Well, secret of a good business deal
is making sure that everybody
goes away happy.
WHISTLING
- Sarge.
- Rowan.
Didn't we have a conversation once
about using police property
for private purposes.
It was an emergency, Sarge.
There's nowhere else she could go.
Then you should have told me.
How long's this going on for?
Only a couple of weeks, Sarge.
- Two weeks?!
- Yeah. At the most.
Hi.
- You're the American, aren't you?
- Yeah. I guess so.
I just saw the motorbikes, like.
Ah, yeah, they're
beautiful, aren't they?
You er, get 'em from
Claude, did you?
Yeah, that's right.
They'd be worth a bit,
I should think.
They will be, when I fix them up.
Hello?
Fylingdale Air Force Security?
Yes. I'm ringing because
there's a deserter in the area.
US citizen. In Aidensfield.
My name? Of course you can.
It's Frederick Arthur Manchester.
I served in Korea, with the Gosters.
That's right.
Very good.
Can you give me the number for
the American base in Aidensfield?
I don't like having subversives in
the area and not know about it.
Well, if he is a subversive, sarge,
he's not very subtle about it.
Communist sympathisers aren't
very subtle people, Rowan.
What's he doing in Aidensfield, anyroad?
Repairing his bike, I think.
You look terrible.
You should be in bed.
COUGHS
TAP AT DOOR
Vic. What can I do for you?
I think I've been robbed.
You think you've been robbed?
Don't you know?
I had a couple of old motorbikes.
And Greengrass told me he wanted
'em for some army museum
and I let him have 'em.
And?
And I think he sold 'em to the Yank!
But you gave them away.
So what's the problem?
Well he told me it was for
a charity, an appeal like.
Well either he's made a fat
profit out of it for himself
or they're both in it together!
Either way, I've been robbed and
I want summat done about it.
Right. You'd better come in.
- Dr. Rowan.
- Sergeant Blaketon.
Are you looking for Nick?
I've just seen him
at the police house.
I must say I was
somewhat surprised
to find police property being
used as a doctor's surgery.
There really wasn't an alternative.
I had to see my patients somewhere.
Well, I can understand
that, Dr. Rowan.
So what's the problem?
As I've just told your husband,
I would like to be kept informed.
If you can remember
that in future.
Carry on.
BREATHES DEEPLY
KNOCK AT DOOR
I don't believe this.
- I'm
- Yes?
looking for the officer in charge.
How can I help?
Hi. My name's Lieutenant Hadley.
US Air Force.
We got a call up at the base saying
there was a deserter in the area.
A US national.
I just thought I'd check it out.
AIR HISSES
Of course, there're no reports
from anywhere else
about a deserter in the area.
But we always investigate
any claims of this nature.
Can I ask who told you about him?
Sure. It was a Mr. Manchester.
Do you know him?
Yeah. Yeah, I know him.
Yeah, right. Well, I guess if there
is anything to it, you can handle it.
Soon as you feeling
up to it, of course.
Right. Thanks.
Oh, thanks for the tea, ma'am.
- You're welcome. Bye.
- Bye.
The American Air Force can't just go
round looking for people, can they?
Not without asking us, no.
And Dameron hasn't
done anything wrong.
Not as far as we know.
So it's just Fred Manchester
stirring up trouble.
I'll have a word with him.
Yeah, but not today, okay?
Is it ready yet?
Yeah. Do you want a ride?
What took you so long?
Had to change the tyre.
Somebody put this in it.
Who could have done that?
I could think of a few guys.
- What do you reckon he will say?
- Who?
Blaketon, of course.
About Kate's surgery.
Oh, I remember when he found
out that the bobby at Hempsford
had been renting the back
garden out for sheep.
- What was his name? Oh, ta.
- What happened?
Oh, he threatened to report him
unless he gave two weeks' money
to the widows and orphans.
What was his name?
Do you reckon he
will do that again?
Oh, it's a bit different.
I mean, there's not much
woolly about Kate for a start.
Yeah, but you know what he's like.
Really bothers me.
What bothers you, Ventress?
- Er, his name.
- Whose name?
Er the bobby at Hempsford, Sarge.
You mean Cutler?
That's it, Cutler!
Before you two waste
any more police time,
I think I should tell
you I see no value
in gossiping about colleagues
behind their backs.
And as for PC Rowan's Emergency Ward
10, I think the least said the better.
MUSIC: 'Delta Lady'
by Joe Cocker
Woman of the country
now that I've found you
Longing in your soft
and fertile delta
And I whisper sighs
to satisfy the longin'
For the warmth and tender
shelter of my body
Oh, you're my,
yes you're my, delta lady
Yes, you're my, me oh my,
delta lady
Please don't ask how
many times I found you
Standing wet and
naked in the garden
And I think of days and
different ways I held you
We were closely touchin',
yes our heart was beatin'
Oh you're my,
yes you're my, delta lady
And you're my,
me oh my, delta lady
Hey, why don't come
to Scotland with me?
For the ride, you mean?
Yeah. Be a gas.
Nah. I don't think so.
Why not?
I'd rather go to London.
So, come to London instead.
No.
But you just said you wanted to.
But I don't know you well enough.
I know you a bit better now.
So?
We'll have to wait and see, eh?
Alfred Alfred!
Alfred!
Alfred!
Come on, in, in, in! Good boy.
Greengrass!
Greengrass!
I know you're there!
Oh! Hello, Vic. It's you.
What's the matter with you?
Why didn't you answer?
I thought I heard summat,
but I were upstairs.
No you weren't. I saw you go in.
Yeah. W-what do you want?
I want my bikes back.
Bikes back! I've not got 'em.
I know you haven't.
You've sold them to
the Yank, haven't you?
You're a liar!
You told me they were
for an army museum.
Ah well, they were, but when it
came to it, they didn't want 'em.
I don't believe you!
It's the truth. Only the
Yank showed an interest,
so I thought you know, not
bothered bringing them back.
I'd pass them on to him.
I know. And he'll make
a fat profit on it and all!
- Don't talk daft.
- You conned me!
That's not a nice thing to say.
I'm not leaving it there Claude.
There's summat not right.
It's you, in the head.
- Thanks.
- Can I see you again?
You know where to find me.
Where have you been then?
Riding really fast
on Charlie's bike.
That's what I was afraid of.
He's asked me to go
to London with him.
- He's got a nerve.
- It's a nice offer.
You hardly know him!
That's what I told him.
I'm glad to hear it.
I'm thinking about it, though.
You are?
I could go to America, New York.
But I'd have to leave
you here by yourself.
I couldn't do that, could I?
MUSIC: 'I Can See For Miles'
by The Who
I know you've deceived me
now here's a surprise
I know that you have
cos there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles
And miles and miles and miles ♪
Come on, man. What are you doing?
Come on, then!
You're making me angry.
Get a life, buddy!
Come on, then, playboy!
Wow!
What's this, son?
Are you okay, man?
No, don't move. Don't move.
Hi, Charlie. What's happened?
He tried to run me
off the road man.
Look Claude, can you stay with
him while I get an ambulance?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Oh, it's you.
Aidensfield Police.
Hi, it's Charlie. There's
been another accident.
"Is it serious?"
Ya, that redneck who
picked a fight with me?
He came off the road.
"I called an ambulance."
Whereabouts are you?
Couple of miles out.
Claude said it's near Strensford.
"Right, stay where you are.
We'll be right there."
Okay right.
I'll go and deal with the accident.
- No, you can't.
- Why not?
I haven't told you where it is yet.
How can you get better
if you won't stay in bed?
How can I stay in bed,
if I don't get the chance?
- They coming?
- They're on the way. How's he doin'?
I certainly won't give him
the kiss of life. He'll live!
I could have left him, man.
You know it was tempting.
I want to have a word about
the bikes you bought.
Well, I think there might
be a bit of a problem.
What's up?
Well, the chap who sold
them to me, you know,
he's a bit an eccentric.
Yo, so what's the problem, Claude?
Well, for some reason,
he thinks he's been cheated!
He reckons he's
gonna make a complaint.
How much profit did you make?
Profit? I did it to
do you a favour!
Come off it, Claude! I paid you
a fair price and you were happy,
I was happy so there's
no comeback, okay?
You have a problem with
this guy, YOU deal with it.
It's got nothing to do with me.
Thank you.
There you go.
That should be fine for the moment.
I think he's broken his arm.
Apart from that, he's okay.
This idiot just tried to kill me.
He caused this accident.
You're crazy, man.
He was driving too
fast on that bike of his.
Forced me off the road.
This loonball was all over the place.
You're not going to
believe that, are you?
I want this man
arrested and charged.
I'm making a formal complaint.
I'm gonna bust your other arm!
All right, all right.
Kate, go with him in the ambulance.
And you, you take yourself
to Ashfordly police station.
I don't believe this, man!
I'll show you where it is, Charlie,
cos I'm a witness, you know.
- It were him and me who saved his life.
- I want a word with you.
- What about?
- Come here.
I had a visit from Vic
Kennis this morning.
Oh yeah. You know what a liar he is.
Well, he's not the only one.
You were in the Catering
Corps, weren't you, Claude?
Yeah.
Well, as far as I know, the Catering
Corps doesn't have a regimental museum.
They might be starting one.
Well even if they are, they'd hardly
want a couple of old motorbikes.
Now, the way Vic Kennis is carrying on,
people are gonna start asking questions.
Look, he gave me the
bikes fair and square.
Well, the fairest way
to sort this thing out
is for you to give him
half of what you make.
He can have half
o'nowt if he wants.
Otherwise, we'll get
Blaketon to sort it out.
Then you'll end up
with nothing at all.
And that's it, sarge.
Kate's gone with
him to the hospital.
We'll get a statement
from him later.
I think Dameron can stay on at
the pub till this thing's sorted.
He did report the accident.
Alright.
- Mr. Dameron?
- Yeah.
You've been here less than
two weeks, and in that time,
we've had a road accident,
a brawl in the pub,
and a complaint about an
improper sale of some motobikes.
- Now look here, Blaketon
- Shut up, Greengrass!
We've had insurance claims and
counter-claims over a broken fence.
And there's a possibility
that you might be a fugitive
from your country's justice.
- Oh, gimme a break!
- And
finally, an accusation that
you tried to kill someone,
- but you say that you're innocent.
- Yeah. I am.
That's is maybe, but in my book, there
is no smoke without some kind of fire.
Now you won't fixed
a boat in the area,
so I think a night in jail
won't do you any harm
- till these matters are cleared up.
- I don't believe this, man.
You know what the trouble is?
Cos you dont come from round here.
You can join him if you like,
Greengrass! I'd be delighted.
I'll, I'll go and sort
summat out, Charlie.
Thanks, Claude.
Sarge.
He'd be all right at the pub.
He has stayed put so far.
That's my decision, Rowan, thank you.
Ventress, lock him up.
Take it easy, love.
They'll let him out in the morning.
The man has caused a
lot of trouble, you know.
He hasn't! He hasn't done a thing.
He had a fight in
my pub for one thing.
He didn't start it!
The lad should never be in jail.
It does seem a bit harsh.
A bit harsh. It's your firm again,
ain't it? It's a miscarriage of justice.
Well, that's what solicitors are for.
You don't have to tell me.
That's why I've got one!
And that's what made
me think of it. Cheers.
I'll see you in a bit.
Shop!
Greengrass. What time is it?
Time you were awake.
This is Mr. Laski, he's a solicitor.
You're holding my client,
Mr. Charles Dameron.
- Yeah?
- On what charge?
Charge? I'm not sure.
You've thrown someone into
jail and you're not sure why?
Is there a charge?
Why are you holding him?
Er can you hold on?
I'll just check with the Sarge.
Sergeant Blaketon. You remember
my solicitor Mr. Laski?
Yes.
As I told your constable,
I'm representing Mr. Dameron.
Are you?
Found yourself a lawyer, did you?
Looks like it.
Sergeant, is my client being charged?
I don't know, yet.
I see.
Well, may I make a suggestion then?
Since it's clear that it's unclear
whether my client has done anything
wrong in the eyes of the law.
In fact, it seems to me that his only
crime is to be a stranger in town,
Mr. Dameron should at least be
allowed to return to his hotel
pending the end of
this investigation.
I assume there is an investigation.
Of course there's an investigation.
My client came to the
police of his own free will
after ensuring that a wounded man
received immediate medical attention.
And as to the issue of
the American draft
My client is not a draft dodger.
Merely a young man spending
some time abroad
as many young people often do.
There's no warrant out for him
either here or in the United States.
We were looking into that, too.
I'd hate to have to
sue for false arrest.
(SNIGGERS)
Shut it, Greengrass.
DOORBELL
Constable. What can I do for you?
Can I come in?
Please do.
So, what are you doing
about the Yank?
I had a visit from a Lieutenant
Hadley yesterday.
Oh, yeah?
Apparently you phoned
Fylingdale Airforce Base
told him there was a
deserter in the area.
You're absolutely right. I did.
My duty, I think.
Well, I must warn you, sir,
you could find yourself
being sued for slander.
Slander? You're not serious.
And if there's a subsequent
breach of the peace
You're warning me off, aren't you?
I'm just alerting you
to the situation, sir.
Now, if we investigate
yesterday's accident
and it turns out
it was deliberate,
that could lead to
further inquiries.
Like who was responsible
for the criminal damage
done to Mr. Dameron's motorbike
outside the Aidensfield
Arms yesterday.
Just shows you money talks.
I mean, I went and fetch my solicitor,
Mr. Laski, soon had him out.
Sure did, Claude.
- Anyway, you're on your way, Charlie?
- Yep.
Hey, hey, before you go,
I wanted to have a word
cause I had to give Vic a bit extra.
Vic, Vic, Vic?
The chap who let me
have the motorbikes.
Claude, a deal's a deal, man.
- Yeah I know that, but
- Claude!
All right.
Thanks, buddy. You saved my life.
Bye-bye.
Funny lot, these Americans.
I'm gonna miss
you and your bike.
So come and see us in London.
I'll come and see you
in Rhode Island!
Ta-ra, then.
MUSIC: 'With A Little Help
From My Friends' by Joe Cocker
What would you do
If I sang out of tune?
Would you stand up
and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears
And I'll sing you a song
I will try not to sing out of key
Oh, baby, I get by
With a little help from my friends
All I need is
Get by with a little help
from my friends ♪
Is it okay to leave town
or I'm gonna end up
with a posse on my tail?
Nah, you'll be alright.
No charges.
Everyone's withdrawn their complaints.
Yeah. Thanks to the local sheriff.
I appreciate it.
Enjoy Scotland.
Nah, I'm gonna give it a miss.
Got two new bikes.
Claude's sending them
down to London by train.
He's putting himself
out a bit, isn't he?
I guess we're all a
bit misunderstood.
I wouldn't be so sure.
Take care.
So, back to normal.
Back to bed for you.
Just what I was thinking.
You got anything planned
for this afternoon?
Feeling better, are you?
Yeah. I think you could
say I've been cured.
Really?
Yeah. Really.
Oh, no. It's mums and toddlers.