Heartbeat (1992) s05e04 Episode Script

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Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory?
BABY CRIES
Once, once upon a dream
I met her
Long ago, but somehow
I can't forget her
I met her
Once upon a dream
We built a castle where we
planned to live together
Precious moments
in the Land of Never
Sssh. That's better.
Once upon a dream
Dreams can come true, darling
BABY CRIES
That's what they say
Too bad your dreams have ended ♪
BABY CRIES
What now?
Morning has broken
Like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the word ♪
Let's get you out of here.
Come on, then.
GUNSHOT AND SCREECH
You!
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
BABY CRIES
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word ♪
BABY CRIES
Hey! Come on.
Come on. Oh, up you get.
All right.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Come on.
KNOCK ON DOOR
I'm sorry, Mr. Rowan.
Our Rita can't mind t'baby today.
She's badly.
We had to get t'doctor
to her last night.
I'm very sorry.
Oh, thanks for letting
us know, Joseph.
Any sign of Rowan this morning?
On his way, sarge.
He's still engaged!
Well, we'd better tip 'im off.
I'm due over that road
anyway. I'll call in.
Cover for us, will you?
By saying what?
Use your loaf.
Morning.
Oh, hello.
I was passing, so I thought I'd just
pop in, see how you were coping.
Hello.
After all, at six weeks old, most men
wouldn't even know where to start.
Well, needs must, eh?
Quite.
So, er
Is there anything I can do for you?
No, I don't think so.
Are you sure?
Positive.
Right, um
Well, in that case,
I'll leave you to it.
If there is anything I can do to
help, you know where to find me.
Won't let her think
we can't cope, eh?
KNOCK ON DOOR
All right, I'm comin'.
What do you want?
You're a Jehovah's Witness,
I'm beyond redemption,
so you can bugger off!
Don't be like that, Uncle.
You what?
Don't you recognise me then?
Should I?
It's Norman, Uncle Claude.
Norman?
What, you don't mean little Norman?
By heck, you've shot up!
What have you been standing in?
Last time I saw you,
you were nobbut higher
than a cricket stump!
You'd better come in.
Mind you, it's not very tidy.
Mum? It's me.
Any chance you come back up and
give me a hand for a couple of weeks?
Can't you get any time off?
I wouldn't ask if I
wasn't desperate.
Thanks, Mum.
You will ring me back?
DOOR OPENS
It's only me.
Oh, hello, Alf.
Ah, his nibs has been after
you for the past hour.
Well, I have had my hands full
since about midnight last night.
Well, she'll soon settle down.
Probably when she's about three.
Oh, thanks, Alf.
Rita's been sick.
I'm stuck for a baby-sitter.
Well, I could watch your phone
for you for an hour, if that'll help.
Thanks, Alf.
Problem, is there?
Yeah, doesn't seem
to be coming out, Alf.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Right.
I want to report an
attempted murder.
Of Oscar, here.
Man's a raving maniac!
He could have killed him.
Yeah, alright. If you just try and
calm down a bit, Mr. Dewhurst.
We'll take a few details.
His name's Barker.
Oliver Barker.
He lives next door.
And it was an air
rifle he used, was it?
Was it, 'eck as like!
It were a .22!
Oh, I see.
Sssh!
And he deliberately
aimed at the cat, did he?
I don't know how he missed Oscar!
All right, I'll have a word with him.
We'll be in touch.
Ta.
Well, well, well!
Old Tugger Barker.
He's a bit of a headbanger.
Would you fancy a ride out there?
I tell you what.
Why don't you leave her with me.
I'll look after her.
You go. Do you good to get
out of the house for a bit.
Mr. Barker?
That's right.
PC Rowan, Aidensfield Police.
Do you own a .22 rifle?
Aye.
Do you have a firearms
certificate for it?
Yes.
Can I see it, please?
So you're not denying
that you used the rifle
to take a pot shot at
your neighbour's cat?
Course not.
But nobody were more upset than I were
when I realised it were Beefy's moggy.
I thought it were a rat, you see?
Beefy, sir?
That's me nickname for him.
Little Dewhurst next door.
BEEFY! It's good, eh?
You're the first relative
I've had up here in years.
Well, I couldn't be this close and not.
I mean, me dad would've gone ape.
Really? Well, that's a bit surprising
because the last time I saw him,
we weren't all sweetness
and light, you know.
In fact, we weren't even talking
when you're lot went to Keswick.
Go on, son. Come on, come on.
It were me Dad who
asked us to pop in.
Was it?
Well, if he's told you to
ask me for that money
I'm supposed to have owed you
you can tell him he's got more
chance of being struck by lightning.
He's not bothered about
the money anymore.
Ain't he?
Ah, what's a couple of
hundred quid to me dad?
He's coinin' it in since he's
gone into scrap metal.
He's got his own
Rolls now, you know.
Has he? Our little Cyril Isaiah.
So, the way he sees it, why have a
family rift over a miserable £200?
Life's too short, right?
Right. Cheers.
I know that, but what brought
you 'ere in the first place?
On the knocker.
On the knocker?
What sort of stuff are you selling?
Ladies' lingerie, mostly.
What, you mean, thingies
an' doodahs an' whatsits?
There's a real good mark-up on
that kind of thing, you know.
Aye, not to mention
the fringe benefits.
Like being able to meet female
ladies of the opposite sex.
It's what attracted me to the job
in the first place, Uncle Claude.
You play a lot o' darts, do you?
Not as much as I used to.
Banned from the board at me local.
Banned? What for?
They said I were too good.
Said I were spoiling
it for everybody else.
He has got a certificate
for that rifle, Mr. Dewhurst.
Now, I've warned him and
I'll say it's pretty unlikely
he'll pull a stunt like that again.
I saw him deliberately shoot.
This deed happened in
broad daylight, you know.
Yeah, I know.
Only, you don't know
Tugger Barker, do you?
Easy Norman.
What you don't realise is that
you have got a God-given talent.
- D'you think so?
- I do that.
And of course,
God gives out God-given talents for
them to be exploited, don't they?
For profit. Which is where your
Uncle Claude comes in, right.
Right.
It's amazing, you know.
You women make it all look so easy.
You sound like me dad.
He's always saying things like that.
Yet he can turn his hand
just to about anything.
Yeah?
Well, unless it's something
he just doesn't fancy.
Like washing-up.
Then, all of a sudden,
he becomes completely cack-handed.
Has all his chairs at
home now, does he?
And a couple of settees.
Right. We ready?
Here she goes.
There you go!
Oh, that's better.
Sshh
You had anything to
eat yet today, Nick?
No, I'm not really hungry.
I could cook you something.
No, it's all right, thanks.
I don't mind.
Honestly, I'm all right.
Look, you have to take care of yourself,
for her sake.
I know, I know.
So how are you managing?
Not just with the baby.
Oh, live one day at a time.
Cos if you can do that
That's what we're doing, isn't it?
Taking it one day at a time.
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem
to whisper, "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say nighty-night and kiss me ♪
How are you Bertha?
How's your love life?
Why, what did you 'ave in mind?
This is Bertha.
Miss Air-Raid Shelter 1944.
Summat you wanted, was there,
besides a good hidin'?
Aye, give us a Scotch, give him
half of bitter. Come on, son.
Now then, Wesley.
Not a bad dart player, Wesley,
in his day, long time ago.
I'll give you 200 start for a fiver,
Greengrass, just let me know.
I must admit,
I'm not the force I was myself,
you know, since me
eyes started to go bad.
That's the excuse now, is it?
Mind you, there's nowt wrong with
my nephew's eyes at the moment!
He can chuck a bit.
Oh, aye?
Sweet dreams till
sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave
all worries behind you
But in your dreams,
whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me ♪
Right, Norman, you want sixty.
And double ten.
And that'll do me.
Who's a pretty boy?
Thank you, Wesley.
That will just costs you £1.
Double or quits?
Ah, I'd like to, but unfortunately
we've got an appointment in Aidensfield.
I want a chance to win me
money back, Greengrass.
Ah, well, if you like a
proper match, you know,
for like decent money
How decent?
How much can you afford to lose?
- All right, Uncle Claude?
- All right?
It were brilliant!
Stick with me, Norman, you'll
finish up on champagne shandies.
Not like you are, Wesley,
getting beat by a snotty-nose kid.
You have to speculate
to accumulate, Bertha.
That's a lesson old
Claude has never learned.
What?
Never try kiddin' a kidder.
All right, all right! I'm just coming!
Give me a minute, will ye.
Having fun, are we, Dad?
Oh, yeah.
Now, then
what is all this noise about, eh?
Blaketon's twittering on again about
why you haven't turned up yet.
There you are, you see?
That's all she wanted.
Bit of an expert when it
come to babies, are you, Phil?
Eldest of seven. What I don't know
about bairns ain't worth knowin'.
In that case be my guest.
Hmm? Oh, right.
It's a bit warm.
So Blaketon's on the warpath, is he?
Yeah. He's been called to Division.
What for?
Well, might be to do with you.
Me? What do you mean?
If you carry on, like. You know.
CAT SCREECHES
Oscar?
See, with babies, Nick, you've
either got it or you haven't.
You've got it, right?
Oh, yeah.
I can see where.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Mr. Dewhurst.
Barker's gone and done it again!
I played rugby against Barker once.
He's a right mean swine.
He'd stomp on you
soon as look at you.
Why don't you go and have
a word with him, then.
Uh, think you'd best do it, Nick.
You being familiar with the case.
Baby-sitter's sick.
No sweat.
I'll look after Katie for you.
Sure?
Positive.
She might need changing.
Go on!
Oh, no!
Uh listen.
You know that report that Blaketon
asked you for this morning?
Well, he's not asking for it now,
he's screaming for it.
So if I were you, I get yourself
down here and do it pronto,
before he gets back.
Too late!
Great.
Look, the stupid animal
run right in front of me.
What was I supposed to do?
Swerve and cause an accident?
Well, you could have
stopped to see if it was injured.
Well, it run off, didn't it.
So the way I sees it, it can't
have been that badly injured.
Well, Mr. Dewhurst thinks you
run over his cat deliberately.
Well, he would, wouldn't he?
He's besotted with t'damned thing!
In fact, I don't think it's healthy!
Grown man being
like that, over a cat!
I mean, a dog, yes. But a cat?!
BABY CRIES
What's she doing here?
Well I've just arrested her
for breaking and entering.
Haven't I?
Does Nick know you've got her?
Of course he does.
Who do you think left her with me?
Only, he's not back yet, is he?
And I couldn't just
leave you, could I?
So what are you planning
to do with her then?
Well uh, change her, for a start.
Not here, you're not!
Well, where then?
Well, find somewhere.
Preferably private!
Come on, Katie.
Here, here we go!
Have you got a clean nappy?
How do you know he did it deliberately
if you didn't see anything?
Because I know him, that's how!
Well it's hardly grounds for
prosecution, Mr. Dewhurst.
Well, surely you can do him for
failing to report the accident?
Well legally, he doesn't have to.
With a dog, yes.
But not with a cat.
That's outrageous!
Well, I agree with you,
but it's the law.
So what's he got against
this cat of yours, anyway?
It isn't the cat, officer.
It's me he's getting at.
BABY CRIES
Blotting paper.
That was messy, wasn't it?
Never mind. All done now.
BABY CRIES
Oh, no!
BABY CRIES
BABY CRIES
Don't ask.
BABY CRIES
This goes here.
Who's a pretty lady?
There's a pretty lady.
Oh, she's a good girl, aren't you?
Maggie!
BABY CRIES
Well, well, well!
If it isn't the man allegedly
in charge of this asylum.
I beg your pardon, madam?
And so you should.
The way this poor child
is being passed about.
I'll be back Sergeant.
Phil?
Phil, you in there?
Oh. Hello, sarge.
Lest you should wonder, Rowan,
your daughter is in good hands.
Where is she?
The hands of Nurse Bolton,
when last spotted.
What's going on?
That's what I'd like to know.
And more to the point,
what our superiors at
Division would like to know.
That's four weeks I've
been covering for you.
Now I realise it's difficult,
but you're gonna have to make some
permanent arrangements about this baby,
otherwise your entire fitness
to remain on this patch
will come into question.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
Good. That'll be all.
I just found your baby in
a cell at Ashfordly nick!
- At least she's safe.
- Oh, right as ninepence!
Though heaven knows why,
considering the way she's being
passed around the parish like a
a parcel!
You know this really
can't go on, Nick.
There's just no way a
man in your position
can look after a 6-week-old baby
and hold down a full-time job.
So, what do you suggest then, eh?
Well
have you thought about fostering,
as a temporary measure?
Yeah, yeah, I thought about it.
But she happens to be my child,
and her place is here with me.
Hardly realistic,
for a working policeman.
Now look, Mrs. Bolton,
I'm sure you mean well,
but we've managed so far
and we'll continue to manage.
So however hard it gets,
however inconvenient,
she's staying here with me.
Is that clear?
And I should hope so, too!
Some sort of little
problem, is there?
Well, nothing we can't handle.
Now that you're here.
Nice to see you, Mum.
Good journey?
Oh, I could murder a cuppa tea!
This match isn't for money, I hope.
It's against the law.
Don't talk daft, George.
It's just a bit of fun among the lads.
Oh, all right. Why not?
Go on, Norman, my son.
Where is the money
going to come from?
I can't put me hands on the kind of
dosh you and Wesley were on about!
It's not your hands that has
gotta have to, is it? It's mine.
All your hands have
got to worry about
is chucking them arrows
in the right direction.
So get practisin'.
There she is, sweet as a rose.
Mmm, that's more like it.
I've washed up in better than you
get at King's Cross, these days.
KNOCK ON DOOR
I think I've killed him.
Where is Barker now?
In hospital, sarge.
As soon as he passed out,
Dewhurst called an ambulance.
He's still breathing then, is he?
Yeah. He'll have a pretty
sore throat for a few days.
Do we have we any idea
why this raving maniac
should suddenly want to attack him?
Something about a
woman, he said, sarge.
Right. I'll have a word.
Well, Mr. Dewhurst.
There's obviously much more
to you than meets the eye.
You're not on anything, are you?
Spinach, perhaps?
What about my cat?
I beg your pardon?
He'll need feeding.
You don't seem to realise
the seriousness of your
situation here, Mr. Dewhurst!
The man you just put into
hospital could have died.
You could be charged
with attempted murder.
But what about my cat?
I'll see he gets fed, Mr. Dewhurst.
Now go round to the hospital
and find out if Barker
is in any fit state to give
you his side of the story.
Bellamy, escort the Boston Strangler
here into the interview room.
And watch him.
Those tiny hands of his could
be registered lethal weapons.
Er, this way, Mr. Dewhurst.
How are you feeling, Mr. Barker?
How d'you think?
Do you feel up to
giving me a statement?
He tried to throttle me!
It's nothin' to what I'll do to
him when I get out of here!
Well, that's not something I'd advise,
taking the law into your own hands.
So why did he do it?
How d'you mean?
Well, Mr. Dewhurst said that you were
dragging some woman's name into it.
Who would that be then?
How should I know?
What, you're telling me you did
nothing to provoke this attack?
That's what I'm tellin' you, yeah!
Okay, Mr. Barker,
we'll leave it there for now.
I want him charged
do you hear?
That was attempted murder, that was!
Yeah, we'll decide about that once our
enquiries are completed, thank you.
Nurse. Nurse!
Hello. Sorry, you are?
Dorothy Dewhurst.
Colin's wife.
Well, we're separated, actually.
Have been for a few weeks now.
I see.
Is he in, then?
In custody.
Custody?!
What's he been charge with?
Well, probably causing
actual bodily harm.
No, I just can't believe it.
He wouldn't hurt a fly!
All we've managed to get
from him so far is that
Mr. Barker shouldn't have
dragged "her" into it.
Now, who would "she" be,
do you think?
Who.
Oh, I'd better let you know
what's been going on.
Barker moved in next door
about six months ago, right?
He seemed all right at first.
Friendly enough, anyway.
Well, I dunno.
Perhaps he must have sensed it.
Colin and I were going
through a bit of a bad patch.
All of a sudden, he always
seemed to be dropping in
usually when Colin wasn't here.
Would you like to come through?
Colin and I had this mother
and father of a row and uh
he ended up telling me that
if I fancied Barker that much,
I should move in with him.
I, er, ran next door in tears.
He offered me a shoulder.
We, er, had a few drinks, and, er
One thing led to another,
as they say.
You ended up staying the night?
Yeah, only it wasn't that much
of a night. Know what I mean?
Yeah. I think so.
Anyway, it was all a
bit of a nightmare.
He started making these
disparaging remarks. About Colin.
Well, I wasn't having that, so
I ended up telling him
a few home truths.
Like, how Colin was
twice the man he was.
And then?
I came back here to
try to make it up.
Only, Colin showed me the door.
And who can blame him?
So, what now?
He wants a divorce.
Me
I'd be back like a
shot if he'd have me.
Now, this line is very popular.
There's a lot of pink
though, isn't there?
Well, it's the 'in'
colour this year, pink.
Any messages, Gina?
Yeah, just a couple.
I'll look at those later.
There you go.
Excuse me.
I thought you said this match
was just a bit of fun, Claude.
Stop worrying, George. You know
what these dart players are like.
Show 'em a board,
they think it's the World Cup.
You happy with all this then?
It'll do, I suppose.
He's up to something, that one.
Aye, but what though?
That's the $65,000 question.
I can't tell you how pleased I was to
see you walked through that door, mum.
Well, just as long as you realise the
arrangement's strictly temporary.
How long can you stay?
Couple of weeks, I expect.
I mean, after all,
I have got a livin' to earn.
Besides, I've already devoted the best
years of my life to bringing you up.
So there's no way I'm
goin' for an action replay.
Especially up here.
You never know, mum.
You might get to like it.
Empty fields make the best scene
through railway carriage windows.
Course, if you was to
move back to London, well,
things would be
different, won't they.
I don't want to move back to London.
Think of the advantages,
though, love.
I mean, for starters, there'd be
plenty of family happy to help out.
Why you ever came up here in
the first place, I'll never know!
Mum, Kate and I were happy here.
Yeah well, that was before.
But it's not just yourself you've got
to think about now, is it, love?
Shop!
Hello, Phil. Want a cup of tea?
Haven't got time, mate.
So what happened to
Mr. Dewhurst then?
Charge on section 20.
And released on bail in
view of the fact that
Barker's life wasn't exactly
hanging by a thread.
How are you, Mrs. Rowan?
Oh, overworked, underpaid.
You as well, eh?
So you Nick, have until exactly
7:00 to get your glad rags on.
Why, what's happening at 7:00?
You're coming out with me
and Alf for a pint. Or two.
Ah, thanks, Phil,
but I don't think so.
You call for him alright.
He'll be ready.
No, I won't, Mum.
So force yourself, cause sooner or
later, you're gonna have to, aren't you?
Mum
Could you just excuse
us for a minute?
Yeah, sure. Um
Nicky
You're not the first to lose
your other half, you know.
When I got the news your
dad's ship had gone down
I just kept hoping he'd come back.
That he'd walk in one day and say,
"Get up them stairs, Ruby!"
Then, when it finally got through to
me that he wouldn't come back
I just went zombie
till my mates come
round and said
"Come on, then, Rube,
you're comin' out with us".
"You don't really believe this is
what he would have wanted?"
"Sittin' here,
moping your life away."
They were right, weren't they?
Cos life goes on, Nicky, doesn't it?
- Does it?
- Has to!
So
are you gonna get up them
stairs and wash your face
or do I have to wash it for you?
Seven o'clock, right?
Right.
Thanks, Phil.
Just followin' orders.
Whose orders?
Last thing that Kate said to me.
What did Kate say?
To keep an eye on you.
Seven o'clock, right?
You be able to manage on your own?
What would I know about babies, eh?
The sheltered life I've led.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Where's my cat?
- Your wife's got him.
- What's she doing with him?
Well she didn't know whether you're
gonna be kept in overnight or not.
Oh, I see.
Before you go
It was something that Barker
said about Dorothy, wasn't it,
that started all this?
I was in the garden.
He started bragging about what
a treat it must have been for her.
To have a real man for a change.
That's what he said, was it?
Well, that's not the way I heard it.
Oh?
Right, Wesley. 301 up.
Best of eleven legs for £150, agreed?
You're on.
What's the game, then, Claude?
301 up. Best of eleven.
You know what I mean!
No gambling, we said!
Yeah, I know.
But I'm afraid it's uh, caught
the imagination of the public.
Well I want it calling off. Now!
Ah well, you'd better call it
off then, cos I ain't going to.
Oh, no. That's all we need!
Well, well, well, well.
Right, Alf. You want to get
that purse out of yours.
Give the moths their annual treat.
Mine's a pint.
Bit of a money-match on,
is there, George?
No, it's just a bit of fun, really.
(Anybody we can have a bet on with?)
KNOCK ON DOOR
Hi.
Come on, Oscar. There you are.
Thanks.
Colin.
I'm sorry. About what happened.
I'm not. I'm only sorry
I didn't break his neck.
It wasn't that I meant!
Relax, will you?
I promised to take her
back a couple of bottles.
Who, the baby?
My mum.
Well, it's your round next, so we
want you back in five minutes, okay.
Or we'll come lookin' for you.
Excuse me, can we
have a bit of quiet?
We happen to have a
match going on here!
All right, Wesley, you want forty.
CHEERING
Right. That's five games all.
Final and deciding leg.
Here you go, Mum.
Bye, Nicky.
Come on, Norman.
You want seventy-one.
ALL: Sssh!
ALL: Yes!
- ALL: Yes!
- He wants double sixteen.
Can we have a bit of quiet, please?
Come on, Norman.
This is for the money.
GROANS
Sorry, Uncle Claude.
Wesley, you want 'undred.
ALL: Yes!
SOFTER CRIES
Hang on, hang on a minute.
I'm not sure that first one's in.
All right, all right.
It is. Go on. Fifty.
CHEERS AND CLAPPING
Never mind, eh? Can't win 'em all.
Wesley!
Our arrangement.
A 50-50 split if I throw the game.
Arrangement? What
arrangement were that, lad?
Come on, lads, it was only a game!
- Hey, hey, some of that's mine.
- Hard luck.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
- Are you all right?
- What do you think?
Right. Let's just review
the facts, shall we?
An illicit darts match,
where bets were being laid.
And where three of Ashfordly's
finest were also present.
Namely, you lot!
As a result of which
we're unable can't
do a thing about it,
being what you might call
well and truly compromised!
Only following your advice, sarge.
My advice, Ventress?
That we should take Nick
here, out for a quiet pint.
Oh, I see.
When we realized
what was happening
we just thought
we'd lie low for a bit.
Then pounce.
So that was the plan, was it?
Well, at least we were on the
spot when the trouble started.
All right, you three.
Just get out.
Ah Mr. Barker. Glad I caught you.
Oh?
Just wanted to confirm that you
still wish to proceed with the case.
I want the book
chuckin' at the little swine,
that's what I want!
Oh, fair enough.
Just as long as you realized
what it'll look like
when the papers get hold of it.
What papers?
Well just think what on earth
they're gonna make of it.
7-stone weakling putting
someone like you in hospital.
Then, there's the steamy bit.
You and Mrs. Dewhurst.
What about Mrs. Dewhurst?
Well, that's what all this
is been about, isn't it?
Your resentment over the
way she put you down?
How was it she put it again?
You didn't exactly turn out to
be like Errol Flynn on the night?
That's a lie!
I'll believe you, Mr. Barker.
But will the readers of
The News Of The World?
Now why would Barker suddenly
want the charges dropped?
Oh, I dunno, sarge.
Still, if nothing else, it saves
us a lot of paperwork, eh?
Well, in that case,
you best get yourself round to
Dewhurst and break the happy news.
And when you do,
you can tell him from me,
the next time he's thinking
of throttling anybody
to think again.
Right, sarge.
Oh sarge, I'm a bit
lumbered this afteroon.
Mum's having her hair done.
Excuse me, sarge.
I can't look after her for long.
I'm due in court in a minute.
Alright, mate.
BABY CRIES
What's that noise?
Sssh!
Sarge?
There you go.
I won't be long.
Thanks, sarge.
Uh, Mr. Greengrass would
like to have a word, sarge.
Don't say a word, Greengrass.
Not one word.
Ventress!
Sarge.
What do you want?
Well, I want to know whats
happening to all that money
your lot impounded last night?
Well, we decided to hang on
to that for a bit, Greengrass,
until somebody comes
forward to claim it.
Mind you, whoever does,
he will facing at least
half a dozen offences.
Including aiding and abetting
gambling on licensed premises.
Oh, so that's your crack, is it?
Why, you weren't thinking of
claiming it, were you, Greengrass?
No, just curious. That's all.
Only, what if nobody claims it?
Well, then we give it to some
suitable police charity, won't we.
Say, the Widows and Orphans Fund.
A certain poetic justice in that.
Wouldn't you say so, Greengrass?
And pick up that scabby nephew
of yours, too, on the way out.
No uh no hard feelings, like?
- I suppose blood's thicker than water.
- Right.
In fact, I'm gonna gi' you summat I
used to gi' your dad when he were a lad.
Oh, aye?
Aaaaagh! You lunatic!
Is that it, then?
Yeah. If there's any
trouble in the future,
just leave it to us
to sort out, alright?
Right. And thanks again.
Thanks for the call.
Right, I'll leave you to it, then.
Dreams can come true, darling
That's what they say
Prove that you're real
And it's my lucky day
Once, once upon a dream
I met her
Never, never thought
we'd be together
Shall I take her for a bit?
That's all right, mum.
I wasn't sleepy anyway.
Was I, Katie Rowan?
I met her
Once upon
A dream ♪
BABY CRIES
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory?