Heartbeat (1992) s05e10 Episode Script

1
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪
SHADOWS: Apache
SNARLING AND BARKING
ALL: Come on! Come on!
DOG WHIMPERING
I haven't got it, Mr. Armstrong.
I don't carry that much on me.
Never.
Tomorrow.
First thing.
Tomorrow.
All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
The Lord God made them all
Each little flower that opens
Each little bird that sings
He made their glowing colours
He made their tiny wings ♪
THE SHADOWS: 'Apache'
Katherine Sarah, I baptise thee
in the name of the Father
and of the Son,
and of the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
ALL: Amen.
THE SHADOWS: 'Apache'
Where are you, Billy?!
Where are you?!
Time to pay up, Billy!
Over here Eric,
come on, come on!
Come on!
He's disappeared, boss.
He left in a hurry.
Find him. I need him.
This is splendid.
It's really old, isn't it?
It's a family heirloom.
I was christened in it, so was Kate.
A tradition which is fading, I feel.
Along with many others.
I was wrapped in the flag.
- Pardon?
- V-E Day!
Go on, Maggie. Have some food,
indulge yourself.
Oh, I just wanted to
say thank you, Vicar.
It must have been difficult, Nick.
But I feel that Kate was with
us in spirit and very proud.
Thank you.
- You all right?
- Yeah, fine.
Good.
Pass us the beetroot, then.
- Nick, can I have a word?
- Yeah.
By the way, Nick, it's a beautiful
present your mother sent.
Don't you think, Sgt Blaketon?
Oh, er yes.
She must've been very
upset she couldn't be here.
Devastated. And colour-blind.
Don't mind me!
Look uh. Just call in at the station
about 6:00 tomorrow evening.
I've got a DI Woodhead coming
down from Newcastle CID.
It's a plain-clothes job.
Great.
You want to sign Eileen up
for the race trip, George.
I/c refreshments.
Race trip?
Not being told about this.
Our annual day at the races.
Fish and chips on a charabanc.
Then we lose a lot of money
and cry into our beer.
It's a good day out.
Put me down for it.
Forget it, Maggie.
They're barred from every public
house from here to Ripon
Tea, everyone?
Oh Eileen. Thank you.
KNOCKING AT DOOR
I'll get it, Nick.
Oh, is PC Rowan in?
Yes, it's his daughter's
christening.
Oh, I've come at the wrong time.
No. Is it police business?
Oh, you could say that, yeah.
Hello, Nick.
Long time no see.
Is there a problem, Eileen?
No. A visitor.
A woman.
I think they must be old friends.
Oh, yes?
Bad timing.
No, not at all.
You look well.
I was passing.
I've got friends in Whitby.
I remember.
Do you?
I heard about your
wife and your baby.
I thought I'd call in.
Well, come and see her.
No, I don't know anybody.
They won't bite.
Come on, come and meet Katie.
Can I help you?
Now, Claude.
Oh, she's beautiful.
She is, isn't she?
She's got her dad's nose.
You were really cute
when you were a kid.
- Was I?
- Yeah. What happened?
Where's she from?
London accent.
"Long time no see", she said.
She's a bit old for that mini!
Ouch!
She's a bit of all right.
It's what he needs.
It's what we all need.
Oh, you're young,
you'll grow out of it.
I hope not.
Sarge. This is Sgt Blaketon of
the North Riding Constabulary.
Pleased to meet you.
Hello.
And this is Sgt Jill Criddle
of the Metropolitan Police.
I was just passing and
I thought to myself,
isn't this old Claude's
neck in the woods.
Did you?
I did and I thought, doesn't old
Claude owe me some money.
Er, I think I've paid you that.
You haven't, Claude.
You've come at a bad time.
I'm amazed to hear that, Claude.
But you could do me a
favour to pay me back.
Very well, it all depends
on what it is.
I need somewhere to
stop for a few days.
Why, who's after you?
I've business in the area.
Business. Could there be a
bit of summat in it for me?
I've always been a good
friend to me mates.
How long do you want to stay?
We shouldn't be here
for more than a week.
"We"? You can't bring
any women in here.
Alright Claude, keep your hair on.
I wish I'd got some.
It's only Eric.
You are joking!
Alfred'll go raving mad!
I can feel a new expression
on my face
I can feel a fun sensation
taking place
I can hear the guitars playing
But it's you
Every time that you
walk in the room ♪
He's here.
Say nothing.
Eh? I want to know
what, where and why.
Oh, you think you know "how"
then by now, do you?
All right?
Huh, not bad. How are you?
Fine.
Good, good.
Is he in?
He's waiting for you.
Right.
Say, Nick. She's a big improvement
on Inspector Murchison!
Yeah, she is, isn't she?
In my opinion, Inspector Murchison
was a very attractive woman.
DI Woodhead, Newcastle CID.
PC Nick Rowan.
Pleased to meet you, Nick.
Is this your man?
Aye. Frank Elliot Armstrong.
Frankie to his mother,
Mr. Armstrong to everyone else.
And what business is he in?
He owns a couple
of gambling clubs,
uses them as a front for
his criminal activities.
Nothing moves in our
area without his nod.
Protection rackets?
Aye. He offers bandits, slot
machines to pubs and clubs.
Well, they know better
than to refuse.
Armstrong's bought himself
another club in Scarborough.
But he hasn't moved down
here without a reason.
Now, there's a grand opening of
his new club on Thursday night.
We want you to go along
and have a look around.
Right, sir.
He's a nasty piece of work.
Oh, I think PC Rowan
can take care of himself.
He'd be a lot less conspicuous
with a woman on his arm.
I don't suppose you've got any
spare WPCs around the place?
I'm afraid not, sir.
Actually, there is somebody, sir.
Sgt Jill Criddle. She's in
the area, visiting friends.
She's with the Met.
Well I'll see if I can sort it out.
Goldfinger
He's the man,
the man with the Midas touch
A spider's touch
Such a cold finger ♪
Free champagne.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
It's a bit of a find,
so far up north.
Well, we have our moments.
There's a lot of money in here.
There're a few dodgy faces an' all.
Just like old times.
It is, innit?
KNOCKING
Yeah?
Everything all right?
Fine, boss.
What news of Billy Black?
He's disappeared, boss.
You're not looking hard enough.
I reckon he's moved on.
Gone south.
Not Billy Black.
He thinks he'll fall off the edge
of the world at Scotch Corner.
We'll find him, boss.
Tell him I'll give him a chance
to wipe his slate clean.
Tell him in his case there might
even be life after death.
Nine, nine points.
We're beginning to stand out.
Which are you going to try?
I dunno, I've forgotten the rules.
This one. How much
did Woodhead give you?
Twenty quid.
Well, hand it over then
and I'll be your floozy.
Red, three.
Isn't this our man?
Looks like him.
- 19.
- You moved it! I said 19!
You called 21, sir.
Hey, hang on a minute!
If you like to come with us, sir.
Quietly!
I'm just going for a walk.
Be careful.
You're having a good night.
Not bad.
Played much before?
Sometimes. And you?
Oh, now and then.
This is my club.
Is it? It's very good.
Thank you. I hope you'll allow
me buy you a drink later?
That's very kind of you.
Can we help you?
I was looking for the toilet.
You got the wrong place.
Yeah. Looks like it.
Yeah, it does, doesn't it?
Here you are!
Hello again.
What are you doing here?
I was looking for the toilet.
Well, I'm ready to go.
Yeah, I'm coming. Excuse me.
I'll know where it is next time.
"GOLDFINGER"
- Thanks.
- Don't mention it.
He had some places
marked down on a map.
And I come out £30 up.
What a team!
So Armstrong's into
horse-doping, is he?
Yeah, looks like it, sarge.
This is Blakey Wood, Newton, Lipperdale.
They're all racing stables.
Did you get them all?
No, no, had to get
out a bit sharpish.
And you reckoned this
are all on his wanted list?
Oh, we need to take a look.
Right, then. This is Boothby's.
One of the biggest stables
around here, you know.
They reckon he's got
a certainty for Ripon.
Can you get me in?
Can I get you in? Can I duck!
This is my back yard.
I can go anywhere I like.
Hope there's gonna be a
few quid in all this for me.
Aye!
Enough to leave us both in clover.
Well, are you coming or are you
going to sit there all morning?
I close my eyes for a second
and pretend it's me you want
Meanwhile I try to
act so nonchalant
I've seen summer's
time in winter
Magic moon
Every time that you
walk in the room ♪
Shove off, Greengrass.
Get on with you, you old rogue!
Well done, Claude, old son.
Good start, that.
Can we try one where you aren't
quite so famous next time?
RAWHIDE
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though the streams are swollen
Keep them dogies rollin' Rawhide
Through rain and wind and weather
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' my gal was by my side
What I want is a small stable
with a few good horses.
I know a few trainers like that!
What about this one?
Captain Coram at Flannery's?
I know Flannery's.
Whereabouts is it?
Keep going. I'll show you.
Ride 'em in, ride 'em in
Cut 'em out, cut 'em out
Ride 'em in Rawhide
Hi.
Hello.
Er, Nick not here?
I'm supposed to be meeting him.
Oh, he didn't say.
I've been to get my stuff.
I'm moving into the village
pub for a couple of nights.
It's more convenient.
I suppose it is.
Look, I wouldn't want you
to take this the wrong way.
Sorry?
Nick is so vulnerable
at the moment.
I don't know how to put
this without seeming
Rude?
No.
You're worried that Nick's going to fall
for the first woman who comes along
who seems to offer him some light
at the end of a dark tunnel.
I suppose I did mean
something like that, yes.
Oh, really.
He's gone to the shops.
Fine, I'll go and meet him.
Everything all right?
Be like taking sweets from a baby!
What did I tell you?
- When do we do it?
- Tonight.
And tomorrow, Mr. Flannery's gonna
have his fastest racehorse ever.
(GIGGLES, WHEEZES)
Eileen!
How's that swing coming along?
Oh, fine, thanks.
I'm glad I've seen you.
Oh, why?
I'm a bit concerned about Nick.
Mm?
This old friend, Jill.
Oh uh, Sergeant Criddle, you mean?
Well, she's a nice enough lass.
Is she?
Well, I believe so.
Now come on, Eileen, they're
former colleagues, old friends.
You've got nothing to worry about.
I hope you're right.
What you drinking, Claude?
Scotch, a big 'un.
And I'll have a pint of Strong.
I'm Billy, old mate of Claude's.
Pleased to meet you.
I'm looking for business
opportunities in the area.
Claude's showing me around.
Oh, he's well up on business
opportunities, is Claude.
Hiya, Nick!
And it's Jill, isn't it?
Yeah.
- Be careful what you say.
- What's the matter?
All right, Claude?
Yeah, very well,
thank you, Constable.
We've put you in the back.
It's much quieter.
I've just made it up. Thanks.
You're welcome.
Will you have a drink?
No thanks, George, no,
we're off to the coast.
Ooh!
Oh, I'll take your bags up.
Showing you the sights, is he?
Sort of.
Very nice!
I'll see you later, then.
Ta-ra!
SCOTT JOPLIN:
'Maple Leaf Rag'
What's next?
Ah, another couple of miles.
It's a pub in Eltering.
Should be on the main drag.
Hang on! Look who's here.
I don't believe it!
Find somewhere to park.
I am doing!
Come on!
I get the feeling that Armstrong
is a bit big-time for up here.
Oh, I dunno. There's more
to it than sheep-rustling.
You're enjoying this, though?
Plain-clothes work?
Makes a change.
Don't you miss London?
No.
I don't believe you.
Well, Kate missed it at first.
We both grow to love it here.
- I'm sorry. I didn't mean
- No, that's all right.
It's turned out to be everything
I've always wanted.
Beautiful countryside.
Real people.
Some of us want excitement.
What happened to you
and that DI Broadis then?
Oh, police marriages.
Fated.
I married him on the rebound.
I didn't realise at the time, but
Anyway, I threw myself
into my career.
I'm joining CID when I get back.
You'll be the first woman commander.
It'll never happen.
What about you?
You given up on promotion?
I haven't thought
about it for ages.
You're marked down at the Met.
You'd been an Inspector
by now and you know it.
You should come back.
What, leave all this?
Here he is, the man himself.
Billy Black.
Who's that with him?
Dunno. Some old tramp.
THE SHADOWS:
"Riders in the Sky"
Aren't they stunning?
I love racing. My ex, he was a gambler,
he took me once and I was hooked.
Hey, you!
There's Armstrong.
So it is.
Anything wrong?
Yes. Clear off.
I don't want the likes of
you around my horses.
Why, are we on private property?
Just get back into your car,
or I'll have my lads put you back.
Oh, I wouldn't do that.
I don't want any trouble.
I was just
admiring your horses.
He's coming up here.
So? We're out walking.
Ah, the beautiful lady gambler
and her wandering boyfriend.
Hello.
Taking in the sea air?
It's a pleasant place to study form.
Just what I'm doing.
I like to make my own judgements.
And have you?
I might have done.
Will you be at the races tomorrow?
I hope so.
I'll look out for you.
We'll have a drink.
Bye.
RIDERS IN THE SKY
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Yeah, he's after one of
those beauties down there.
He's gonna fix the big race.
So that's where he's been hiding.
Let's go and get him.
No. We let him keep filling the pot.
We'll pick him up tonight.
Is he in?
The tiger's in his lair, yes.
"Hello, old friends!
How are you getting on?"
"Heeding the dull grind
of honest coppering"
"while I swan around the country
side with a smart bird on me arm."
That's very flattering.
Thank you very much, Constable!
I'm saying nothing.
And there was me thinking
you were saying too much!
Armstrong spend the
afternoon watching
Boothby's horses
exercising on the beach.
And?
Well, there's the big meeting
at Ripon tomorrow.
Boothby's got some
of his horses running.
It's not that time of the year
come around again, is it?
Yes, sarge.
Whole year.
The one day of the year where normal
decent upstanding members
of the local community
climb aboard a charabanc,
rampage through the countryside of
Ripon racecourse, lose their shirts,
fall over drunk,
then drown their sorrows in every
public house on the way back.
Ventress! In here!
Sarge?
Ripon tomorrow. Is there a
favourite for the big race?
Well, depends on
the going and all.
Well, just take a look out of the window
and give me an educated guess.
Fab Four.
Fab Four. What stables is it at?
At Boothby's.
Well, that's it!
He's out to nobble the favourite!
Right Ventress, you and Bellamy
on guard duty tonight.
I'll phone Boothby and warn him.
Rowan, get on to DI Woodhead,
tell him what's going on.
Oh, and Armstrong's used
to seeing you in civvies,
so we'll keep it like that.
It's a bit parky.
You're going soft.
I thought there'd be a stove.
And set the place on fire?
Is that you?
What?
That smell.
Equine flatulence.
I know, but is it you?
It's the ruddy horses!
We're in for a great night!
HORSE BREAKS WIND
Have you done it?
- Aye.
- No problems?
There was nobody around.
You got the right 'un, did you?
The brown one, Captain Coram.
I'm only asking!
It'll be off like a rocket.
Just you wait!
Where are we gonna sleep?
Sleep? No sleep for us tonight.
Not while we're guarding Fab Four.
We're all that stand
between Ashfordly
and the greatest threat to
The Queen's peace since Adolf.
I'll be sleeping in there.
In a stable?!
Beggars can't be choosers.
You take first watch,
I'll warm the straw up.
Yesterday
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though
they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Suddenly
I'm not half the girl I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
What are you drinking?
- I'll get it.
- No, come on.
A pint of Best.
Pint of Best, please, George.
And is Nick coming?
He said he would if he could.
Well, make it two.
So, you've known Nick a long time?
Yeah.
Well? Give me the lowdown!
Since school.
He was my first boyfriend.
(LAUGHS)
such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Why he had to go I don't know
He wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday
Hello. Thanks.
Didn't think you'd make it.
Eileen let you out, did she?
Everything all right?
Yeah, we've been
having a great time.
Good.
Oh, I believe in yesterday ♪
Captain Coram. First race.
Put everything you've
got on it, Claude.
Dig up your old biscuit tin.
How d'you know about that
I mean, I've not got a biscuit tin.
DOOR OPENING
What's going on?
Billy?
DOG GROWLS AND SNARLS
Who's out there?
I've got nowt.
(CRIES OUT)
ALL: No nay never
No nay never no more
Will I play a wild rover
'No never no more'
'No nay never'
'No nay never no more'
'Will I play a wild rover'
DOG WHIMPERS
Mr Boothby. Everything alright?
Oh, fine. Your lads seems
to have scared him off.
Where are they, then?
They're in there.
Any problems, Bellamy?
Not a whisper, sarge.
Are you all right?
Bit cold, actually, sarge.
Really? Where's Ventress?
He's he's in the stall.
He's in the stall?
Sarge.
(WHISPERS) Ventress.
(BELLOWS) Ventress!
ALL: Why are we waiting?
Oh, why, why, why?
All right, all right!
All right!
- Hi.
- Hiya.
- What's wrong?
- We're waiting for Claude.
He's never been this late.
Twenty years.
Oh, he's probably broken down.
Maybe he's making
his own way there.
Where's the booze?
In the boot.
Well, he wouldn't miss that.
I'll see if I can find him.
You go on.
Right.
So. What do you know?
No problem at Boothby's overnight.
Armstrong is still trying to get
the Fab Four before the big race.
Alf Ventress and Phil Bellamy are
riding shotgun all the way to Ripon.
Good. I've got some of my
lads coming down as well.
So what's Armstrong doing now?
He's gone for an early
morning constitutional.
Well, how very civilised.
What a beautiful morning!
Ideal morning for a dip,
don't you think, Billy?
They tell me the water's cold.
You don't fancy it?
You've been a bad lad, Billy.
I was always gonna
catch up with you.
But now that I have, I can't make
up my mind what to do with you.
Are you worth saving, Billy?
(MOANS)
You think you still have a use?
Well, I've got a job
that requires particular skills.
Have you got particular skills,
Billy?
I know you have.
All right.
No swim for you today.
You come and help me instead.
But, Billy
don't let there be a second time.
WHINES
Claude?
Oh, no!
Claude?
Come on, you old rogue!
Claude, don't make me
give you the kiss of life.
Maggie
Maggie what time is it?
I've got to get to the races.
You don't look fit enough.
I just fell.
This will need cleaning up first.
No I've got to get to the races.
I've got to back a horse.
Must be a good bet!
It's a racing certainty.
RAGTIME MUSIC
Can you manage a drink, Claude?
I'm beginning to
feel better already.
Hello!
- What happened to Claude?
- He said he fell.
I think he's been beaten.
Who'd do that?
He's not telling.
He was with someone
in the pub yesterday.
Yeah, he was showing him round.
Said he was looking for business.
Where are you off to?
I'm just taking him over
to the parade ring.
He's going nowhere without me.
Claude, he's got the
winner in the first race.
I'm not letting him
out of my sight.
Everything all right?
Yes, sarge.
Any sign of Rowan?
No, sarge.
Ah, well.
Eternal vigilance, eh, Ventress?
Yes, sarge.
Armstrong's here.
One wrong move and we'll have him!
I don't believe it!
Billy Black!
They call him the horse doctor.
He was in Aidensfield yesterday,
with Greengrass.
Follow him, Nick.
He's Armstrong's boy.
Boys looking after you, Billy?
They are, Mr. Armstrong.
Ready to go to work, are you?
Oh, I am, sir. Which horse?
Come on, Billy, not the first race!
I'm after Fab Four in the big one.
The favourite.
Friends of mine stand to lose
a lot of money if it wins.
See to it that it doesn't.
Which one's ours, Claude?
Captain Coram. Number 5.
Isn't that your friend there,
Claude?
No.
It is. Next to Armstrong.
The bloke in the suit.
He keeps some bad
company, this Billy.
When do we put the money on?
When you like.
Probably best before the race starts.
Come on, then!
What happened to you?
I legged myself up.
All right?
He's been roughed up.
Probably something to
do with that mate of his
the one we saw
him with in the pub.
Billy Black? Yeah, he's over
there now with Armstrong.
Not any more, he's not.
You stick with Armstrong.
I'll go look for Billy.
Hello!
Alone again?
Perhaps we can have that drink?
Perhaps we can.
You all right?
Never better!
Some nice friends you've got.
They're no friends of mine.
It's them I was running away from!
Well, do me a favour.
Next time run somewhere else.
Look, I'm sorry.
Listen, stay away from
Fab Four in the big one.
I can make horses go slow
as well as faster, you know.
No hard feelings?
I'll tell you after the racing.
RACE ANNOUNCEMENTS OVER TANNOY
What are you betting on?
Captain Coram.
Ah, good choice.
What about you?
I'm waiting for the big one.
"They are under starters'
orders, and they're off!"
SPECTATORS CHEERING
Alf! Have you seen a big fella?
He's about 30, wearing a
light brown coat and a flat cap?
Only badge holders are
allowed in here, Nick.
Keep an eye out.
What's that, Alf?
"Captain Coram bursts through the
middle in the yellow and the blue."
"It's White Aladdin, Captain Coram,
but two horses going head-to-head."
CHEERING
"First, Captain Coram."
Yes!
Let us in!
That copper's after us,
the one from Aidensfield!
Here, put this on.
And this.
They're on to us, I tell you!
Stop whining, man.
You'll be alright with these on.
You'll just walk past 'em.
They've got a girl on Armstrong.
She's with him now.
I'd best go and warn him.
What about me?
Come on, you've still got a
job to do. Just start walking.
Who's a good lad!
Well done, Claude!
How do you do it?
Instinct.
I only have to look at a horse.
Armstrong.
Maggie!
- We won!
- I know!
They're on to her!
Alright, see you warn Rowan.
I'll get the exits blocked.
Great! I had a fiver on that.
Let's celebrate. I've got some
champagne in the boot of my car.
Oh, shouldn't I collect
my money first?
There's plenty of time for that!
All right, lads?
Can I see your badge?
Oh, aye. Here it is.
Okay.
Thanks lads.
Can't be too careful these days!
This way.
Isn't this your Jag?
Just over the back here.
What's going on?
Put her inside.
Claude! Your mate, Billy Black.
I don't know him.
Which horse is he nobbling?
I dunno what you're talking about!
Armstrong's got Jill and
Billy knows where they are.
I shan't ask you again.
Fab Four.
- What?
- Fab Four!
You took Billy to the stable door?
I saw him in.
He'll have done it by now.
And they'll all be out
looking for the lady.
There now. Good boy!
I've got a little treat for you.
A word, Billy, man.
You're a long way from home.
We'd better split.
Dave, you come with me.
Rod, meet you at Scotch Corner.
I'll take those!
She's in the back.
Right, thanks, Phil.
You all right?
Yeah. I haven't collected
my winnings yet!
I've waited for this
for a long time!
Well done everyone!
Ah well, he may be the bee's knees
in your neck of the woods,
but he was moving up a class
when he poked his nose in here!
Where has tha been
since I saw thee?
Where has tha been
since I saw thee?
On Ilkley Moor baht 'at
On Ilkley Moor baht 'at
On Ilkley Moor baht 'at
Tha's been a-courtin' Mary Jane
On Ilkley Moor baht 'at ♪
Eileen was sorry
Good!
she couldn't be here.
Nick, you'll have to sort her out.
I mean, she's nice and all that,
but she's not your future.
Yes, miss!
Mind your head.
That's it.
So I've not persuaded you, then?
About what?
That there's life outside the Met?
Not quite.
You'll have to try harder.
I will.
I'll see you soon.
I'll come down.
You will?
Promise.
I'm relying on you
to keep him to it.
Come on, wave.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪