Heartbeat (1992) s06e08 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? ♪
STEPPENWOLF:
Born to be wild
Get your motor runnin'
Get out on the highway
Looking for adventure
In whatever comes our way
Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
I like smoke and lightnin'
Heavy metal thunder
Racing with the wind
And the feeling that I'm under
Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
SEAGULLS CRY
(WHISTLES)
You wanna take a seat?
I'll bring them over.
JUKEBOX STILL PLAYING
Okay, boys?
Oi! Gino.
No, no, no. Dino.
- This coffee
- What about it?
needs more sugar.
Hey, knock it off!
Is he talking to me?
BICYCLE BELL
Now, there's a suspicious looking
character if ever I saw one.
What do you reckon?
Loitering with intent?
Definitely worth
pulling in, I'd say.
- What's your game?
- Oh, it's you, is it?
What are you up to?
Well, if you must know,
I'm waiting for Mrs. Ventress.
Roped you in for a bit of
shopping, has she, Alf?
If only that was all.
Still, I can't talk forever.
You two gents will excuse me.
Do you get the impression he
couldn't get away from us quickly?
Yeah.
He must be up to something.
I bet Phil gonna find out what.
See you later, Nick.
"Control to Delta Alpha two four."
(LOUDER) "Control to Delta
Alpha two four. Over."
Delta Alpha two four to control.
THE KINKS:
Dedicated Follower Of Fashion
They seek him there
His clothes are loud
But never square
It will make or break him,
so he's got to buy the best
Cos he's a dedicated
follower of fashion
And when he does
His little rounds
Round the boutiques
Of London town
Eagerly pursuing all the
latest fads and trends
Cos he's a dedicated
follower of fashion
Oh, yes, he is
Oh, yes, he is
Oh, yes, he is
Oh, yes, he is
Thinks he is a flower
to be looked at
When he pulls his frilly
nylon panties right up tight
He feels a dedicated
follower of fashion ♪
Mr. Ward, I presume?
Reggie Rawlins.
And this will be the
lovely Gina, will it?
Should we know you?
No, I wouldn't have thought so,
but I make a point of doing my
homework on all potential customers.
- Customers?
- Let me as you a question, George.
I can call you George, can I?
What is it that pulls the punters
into pubs these days?
- The beer.
- The beer?!
Music, George.
The food of love.
I've been telling
him that for ages.
What, you mean groups?
That sort of thing,
we can't afford owt like that.
You no longer have to, thanks to
the white heat of modern technology.
An up-to-the-minute,
state-of-the-art jukebox.
That's what you have a
burning need of in here, folks.
You can say that again.
Gets more like a chapel of rest
by the minute in this place.
You're flogging these, are you?
Not flogging, George. Leasing.
And at rates that
are laughably low.
In fact, I'll be honest with you.
I sometimes wonder
how I make it pay at all.
Can you describe them?
Well, big. You know.
And, like I said, bikers, obviously.
- Was there an argument?
- No.
They just said something
about the coffee, and then
Why do people do such things, huh?
Just imagine
having one over there
in that corner, George.
Aye, just imagine
t'state of my head will be
with pop music blaring out all day.
Not all day.
Only when people put money in.
50% of which will be coming
to you, of course, George.
50%?
Plus the fact that once
word gets around
you'll have every youngster
in Aidensfield here.
And they're the ones
with the money to spend.
And it'll help with the bigger rent.
I'm telling you, George, having
a jukebox in your pub these days
is like having a
licence to print money.
It's a bit early in the day
for this kind of nonsense,
isn't it, Rowan?
Well, depends if you're
looking for trouble, Sarge,
which these two obviously were.
Did he managed to get the number
of the bikes they were riding?
- No.
- Oh, terrific!
- Sarge.
- What?
An Inspector Hackett
called to see you.
Les Hackett?
What did he want?
- Says he'll call back.
- Right.
- Who's Inspector Hackett?
- Better known as Hacker Hackett.
The one the Chief Constable calls
when he wants some dirty work doing.
Well, Reggie!
I thought I recognised that voice.
Claude! I thought you were dead!
You old reprobate!
Just a rumour I put about
the people I owe money!
- Make it his usual, please, Gina.
- Make it a big 'un.
So, you're in this
jukebox game now, eh?
Music is the growth
industry now, Claude.
This is the Swinging Sixties, right.
Right. Cheers.
All the very best to you,
me old mate.
Ah, that's smashing, George.
Smashing.
It will be here and installed
before the day's out.
Right.
Reg, come and sit down.
I suppose you'd
like to get your boxes
in all the pubs in the
area, wouldn't you?
Yeah, that's the idea.
Well, I might be able
to be a bit of help.
Oh, that's very kind of you, Claude,
but you don't strike me as the sort
who knows much about the pop scene,
to be honest.
No, know a lot about pubs.
Well, that's true, of course.
And I will need a
Johnny-on-the-spot.
You'd have to throw
in transport as well.
Got that. Use the lorry.
Right. What about storage space?
- Got that. Use the cottage.
- Right.
Well, I shall need some wages.
You got them?
It's a long time since you and me
were on patrol together, Oscar.
More years than I care
to remember, Les.
You ever think about
what comes next?
Well, I think maybe I left it
a bit too late for promotion.
Promotion? I was thinking
more in terms of retirement.
Well I must admit it's not uh
something I've thought about yet.
But you should.
I mean, you do reach a point,
don't you, when uh.
you just going
through the motions.
You find that, do you, Les?
Oh, don't we all,
if we're being completely
honest with ourselves?
It just isn't good enough, Oscar.
Not for you, not for the service.
In fact, it is the first indication
that you need to start seriously
considering your future.
(I see.)
Room must be made, Oscar,
for these Young Turks,
snapping at our ageing heels.
Yes, I suppose so.
The trouble is, we never think
anybody's taking any notice, you see.
Only, the trouble is,
somebody up there always is.
So is it better to jump
or be pushed?
Come on, Alf.
Put us out of our misery.
About what?
The topper and tails
job this morning.
Well if you must know, our Gail's
getting married on the weekend.
I thought she was in Cardiff,
being a nurse or something.
She is, but she's back, with an
engagement ring on her finger.
Hey, she's not uh
(WHISTLES)
- is she?
- Certainly not!
So what's the problem then?
Well, you're not paying
for it all, are you?
Oh, I see.
Ah, gonna be a
knife-and-fork job, then?
Well, it was going to
be a quiet family affair,
then Mrs. Ventress found out the
lad has got a hyphen in his name.
Now she wants me to get a tent.
A tent?
Well, a marquee.
Oh, it can't be easy, Nick,
being a father and
a born skinflint.
- See you again, then, Oscar.
- Right, sir.
Soon, I hope.
Well?
Short of calls to make, are we?
Complaints to follow up?
And is there such a deathly
hush come over Aidensfield
that you feel the need to come
over here for company, Rowan?
Just leaving, sarge.
(SNIGGERS)
What kind of impression do you
think we gave Inspector Hackett?
When are you lot going to
start pulling your fingers out?
- Evening.
- Hiya, Nick.
- Hello, Nick.
- What's going on?
Oh, it's what's called
dragging George
kicking and screaming
into the 20th century,
according to Gina.
- Ta.
- Thanks.
- Hello.
- Hello, Nick.
I didn't expect to see you here.
How are you?
- All right. You?
- Yeah, yeah, fine.
Good. Shall we go
and sit down then?
Yeah, all right.
Excuse us.
Pint of bitter, Nick?
Just a half, please.
I'm probably not stopping.
Right, then. What do you fancy,
ladies and gentlemen?
The Stones, Jefferson
Airplane, Procol Harum?
Have you got a Jimmy Shand record?
He hasn't, he puts it
on me to deal with.
Put the Swinging Blue
Jeans on please, Reggie!
Okay. One Swinging Blue Jeans
number coming right up.
SWINGING BLUE JEANS:
Hippy Hippy Shake
Go get your hands
in your pockets!
You don't have to wait until it's finish
before you can put another one.
Well, perhaps you could
start us off, Claude.
You'll be lucky.
Come here, John. I'll put it in.
Come on, Nick!
Let's show them how it's done.
Sorry Gina, I have to go.
Another time.
I can't believe it's all
over with you two.
Well, it is.
You seemed so right together.
What went wrong?
I don't know.
We arranged to go away together,
then at the last minute,
Nick backs out.
Why?
He said he was needed
at the station.
You really can't blame him
for having to work long hours.
Goes with the
territory, doesn't it?
I know that, but
This wasn't just about work.
I think he was using
it as an excuse.
An excuse for what?
To get out of it.
He doesn't want to commit himself.
Are you sure you're
not overreacting?
He was so happy with Kate.
It's hardly surprising that
he's having second thoughts
about getting too involved again.
Give it time.
If he's having serious doubts,
I'd rather get out now.
- You scared of getting hurt?
- Happened before.
SHIPPING FORECAST ON RADIO,
DOOR OPENS
You're back soon.
Yeah, I thought I'd
have an early night.
No good company in the pub, then?
Maggie was there with Jo.
Girls' night out, apparently.
Nick
if you want to tell me to mind
my own business, feel free to.
- But have you and Jo split up?
- Yeah, looks like it.
Well, I supposed if you're
not right for each other
it's better to find out sooner
rather than later, but
why?
Oh, I think she suddenly realised what
going out with a policeman involved.
CHILD CRYING
I'll go.
- Right. You've got the keys?
- Yeah.
In that case, I'll go see if I
can place another machine.
Right. Hey, just drive carefully.
This is a very valuable antique.
A bit like you, eh, Claude?
THE SWINGING BLUE JEANS:
Don't Make Me Over
Morning!
Sorry Claude.
You're too late, I'm afraid.
I don't come for a drink.
I've come to empty the jukebox.
- YOU'VE come to empty it?
- Yeah.
Aren't you a bit previous?
There can't be more than
two quid in there yet.
Two quid?
- It hasn't been in 24 hours!
- I'd better check it anyhow.
As long as you remember that
50% of what you find is mine.
Only 50%?
If I had my way, I'd give you half!
THE KINKS:
All Day and All of the Night
I'm not content to be
with you in the day time
Girl, I want to be with
you all of the time
The only time I feel alright
is by your side
Girl, I want to be with
you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
- Why, though?
- Why what?
Why do I have to pay for everything,
just cos I'm father of the bride?
It's what's called tradition, Alf.
You any idea how much it's
costing me to rent that tent?
And I had to pay them in advance.
Put another record on, Alf.
That one's worn through to the B-side.
Bit unfair, isn't it.
I mean, his family
could buy and sell me.
Well, it could be
worse you know, Alf.
If this was the Middle Ages, you'd have
to come up with four cows and a goat,
just to get him to take
her off your hands.
Hey, what do you
think you're doing?!
Out of the way, Dad!
(MOANS)
Look at the state of him.
Why did I ever talked you
to get that stupid jukebox?
Did you get a look at
their faces, George?
Not really.
It happened all too quick.
He ought to see a doctor
straightaway, Nick.
He's in shock.
Well, we'll talk later, George.
Alright.
Come on, George.
I'll drive you round there myself.
I'll come with you.
Oh, no, I don't believe it!
That's a third of
my livelihood gone.
You mean a sixth.
Who's done it?
Well, I was hoping one
of you could tell me that.
How should we know?
Have you received any threats?
No.
Did you supply jukebox
to Dino's Diner?
I've never even
heard of Dino's Diner.
Well, if you can think of anyone
who might have it in for you,
then let me know, eh.
I certainly will.
You sure you don't
know who's done it?
Haven't a blind idea.
I wish I had.
Won't mind a word
with them myself.
You can claim on the insurance.
Oh, aye?
And which insurance
would that be, then?
Don't tell me you're not insured.
That jukebox in there
hadn't been paid for yet.
None of them have.
It has to be the same
two blokes, sarge.
Too much of a coincidence not to be.
But why should they
take it into their heads
to smash up two completely
unconnected sets of premises?
Well, they have the
jukeboxes in common.
Ah, you think they
were the targets, do you?
They took the biggest hammering
in both cases, sarge.
Well, don't just stand there.
Find out!
We're not paid to speculate.
Inspector Hackett wants results.
Right, sarge.
Uh, about tonight's relief, sarge,
can I swap with Bellamy?
- Well, if it's all right with him.
- Thanks, sarge.
Ventress.
Special occasion, is it?
Oh, it's a stag party for
my future son-in-law.
Oh, well, I trust you'll warn
him if he isn't careful,
he could end up at the
end of it, trouserless,
on a night train to Glasgow
with a severe case of
alcoholic poisoning.
That's one of the reasons
I'm going, sarge,
to make sure that none of those
shenanigans are going on.
Mrs. Ventress insisted on it.
A very wise woman,
Mrs. Ventress, obviously.
Yes, sarge.
So, we can definitely put you
down for one then, Bertha?
As long as it's clearly understood
that if my regulars don't take to it,
you'll take it out again.
Have it in for a couple of weeks
it'll be like the Warren in here.
- The what?
- The Warren!
You know that place in Liverpool
where all the pop groups go.
Oh, that.
Now, you just sign here on
the dotted line, please, love.
Fancy you knowing
about the Warren.
I'm not just a pretty face.
Obviously not, Claude,
obviously not.
- Well, that was quick.
- You like it?
Yeah, yeah.
A big improvement
on the last one, huh?
Well, I only saw the wreckage.
Is that the name of
the supplier? LEW?
Live Entertainment of Whitby.
Very good people.
Well they must have been a
bit upset about the last one?
Well, not really.
They didn't supply it.
So what happened
to the other people?
They went bust.
I mean, when I tell
them what's happened
they don't even bother
to come around.
You still have an address for them?
Yeah, sure.
So what you have to ask
yourself, is this, Derek.
Is it worth poisoning yourself
before the most important
day of your life?
I'll be careful, Mr. Ventress.
Hey, that's handsome, that!
So, when they try and force
it on you, just say no.
MUSIC ON JUKEBOX
Wool of bat and tongue of dog.
This should see him right.
I promised Gail I'd look
after you tonight, son.
Here we are, then.
Cheers, Mr. Ventress.
Oh, thank you very much.
Cheers, son.
ALL: Cheers!
I understand you supplied
a jukebox to Dino's Diner?
Yep, that's right.
You know it was smashed
up a couple of days ago?
Yeah. Dino phoned me about it.
- You didn't make a fuss?
- Well, what's the point?
I'm out of the jukebox game now.
Well out of it.
You found this a better living
in this sort of thing, huh?
No. I just found out I couldn't
compete with the big boys.
And who would the big boys be?
Well, there's only one big boy in
this neck of the woods, constable.
Is that a firm called LEW?
That's the one.
AMEN CORNER:
Bend Me, Shape Me
Think we're going to make
a few bob here tonight!
Told you, Claude.
Stick with me and we'll both be
living in the South of France.
Which reminds me,
talking of accommodation,
wouldn't be a spare bed in your
place, would there, for a few days?
Only it seems silly, wasting
money on bed-and-breakfasts.
My place is a bit untidy
at the moment.
I've lost my housekeeper, would you.
Don't mind a bit of mess,
you can sleep on the sofa.
Course, we have to come to some
sort of financial arrangement.
You're a hard man, Claude.
Listen, I'm going back down
to Aidensfield Arms now.
See if I can unload that
last jukebox on George.
Are you coming, or what?
No, I'll stop here and
keep me eye on things.
I mean, we don't want
any more trouble, do we?
I'll see you back
at the ranch, then.
Now, then, young man.
You want a bit of change?
There we go, Mr. Ventress.
Oh, thank you very much.
Yeah alright, cheers
for that, Charlie.
Yeah, I'll see you soon.
Thanks, bye.
What are you ringing Whitby for?
To see if they know anything
about this jukebox firm, LEW.
And do they?
Yeah, it seems they're the only
supplier in the area now.
We haven't had any reports of
their machines being vandalised.
THUD
Flamin' heck! No need to ask
what sort of time he had!
Come on, Alf. Come on.
That's it.
(GROANS)
Some young swine
mixed me a bottle.
A bottle or a barrel?
- We'd best get him home.
- Oh
No. No, no, no!
I can't go home.
Mrs. Ventress (BURP)
would kill me.
- He can't sleep here.
- a tolerant woman.
Never has been her strong point.
I know where we can put him.
(GROANS)
No, thanks, Reggie.
Not after today's experience.
But the Black Dog is packed.
They're fighting to put money into
the one I've just installed over there!
You can't blame him, Reggie,
for not wanting another one.
Look, you mustn't let what
happened put you off.
I've seen the future.
And it's full of pubs around
here making a fortune.
Cos they've had the good sense to
take one of Reggie Rollins jukeboxes.
- Talk to him, Gina, love.
- I'll try.
Well, don't take too long, will ye?
Cos believe me, the demand for our stuff
is growing practically by the hour.
You should be doing this, you know
Mrs. Ventress, hello?
It's Philip here,
from Ashfordly Police.
Oh, were you?
I'm sorry to ring so late.
Only er, Alf asked me to call you.
You see, there's been this emergency.
So, all hands on deck job.
And he says to say that he won't be home
until tomorrow morning at the earliest.
A word with him?
Well, I don't know about
that, Mrs. Ventress.
You see, he's sort of
incommunicado at present.
(GROANS)
(SNORES)
What are you doing, Claude?
I'm waiting for a bus.
What does it look as if I'm doing.
I thought you'd be over
at the Black Dog by now,
collecting our takings
from last night.
What's all the rush?
Cos we need the money!
Urgently.
Now, come on, will you?
I thought I was a partner.
(GROANS)
DOOR OPENS
Words fail me, Ventress.
(TUTS)
THE KINKS:
You Really Got Me
Girl, you really got me going
You got me so I don't
know what I'm doing
Yeah, you really got me going
You got me so I
can't sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me going
You got me so I don't
know what I'm doing
But you don't have
a shred of evidence
to suggest that these LEW people are
connected with what's been going on.
By all accounts, they're
a well-established firm.
Which is more than can
be said for this outfit
that Greengrass has
got himself involved in.
But if all the small fry in the area
been pressured out of business,
LEW benefits.
How come none of their machines
have been vandalised.
There's only been two incidents
of jukebox vandalism.
And they may be
completely unconnected.
Well it could be there are only
two have been reported, sarge.
What do you have in mind?
I think it's worth a trip
over there at least.
Well, if they are involved,
they're hardly likely to want
to tell US about it, are they!
Well, I could make out I was on
business, collecting quotes.
And what about
Whitby CID's reaction
when they discover you've
been operating on their patch?
Well, it would be winding your
neck out just a bit, sarge.
I can understand your caution.
I have been known to take the
odd risk in my time, Rowan.
We're not just about passing out
parking tickets in Ashfordly, are we?
No, no, of course not, sarge.
Yes, dear.
Yes, dear.
I'll try and sort it out.
Yes, straightaway.
You know that marquee that
we had ordered for tomorrow?
What about it?
Well, the people we ordered it from,
they haven't turned up.
So? Give 'em a ring.
Mrs. Ventress just did.
The line's unobtainable.
What, out of order?
Disconnected, that's
what the exchange said.
Well, I've got an address for them.
I'd best get round there
and sort things out.
'Ey! What if Blaketon wants you?
Er just tell him that something
urgent's come up at home.
Matter of life and death.
Mine.
COINS CLATTERING
Anybody would think you
didn't trust me, Bertha.
I don't.
I've got to give you
40% of this, haven't I?
- 60.
- Come on. We both know it's 50.
- Then why did you offer me 40?
- You never know your luck!
- Hello, Dad.
- Am I? First I've heard about it.
- How are you?
- What?
Hey, hey, if it's the money
you're after, it's not mine.
It's only a few coppers anyway.
I mean, I'm just
I'm nearly an old-age pensioner.
- Oh, we ain't come to rob you, Dad.
- Thank you very much.
Just to give you a message.
For your boss, Reggie.
Reggie's not my boss.
Whatever he is,
he's getting under the feet.
And people who get under
our feet get trodden on. Hard.
Just tell him that for us.
All right?
SEAGULLS CRY
They don't scare me.
I will not let myself be
intimidated by these people.
Oh, very good.
Only trouble is, it's not you
they're intimidating, is it.
It's me!
Just one more delivery, Claude.
And then you get what's
coming to you in wages.
And I can start paying off the bank.
Right?
- Mr. Rowan?
- Yeah, that's right.
Anita Setters.
I'm managing Director of LEW.
This is Andy Farley, my business
partner and Senior Sales Director.
You're the one who's
planning on opening a cafe
over at Ashfordly, Mr. Rowan?
Yeah, yeah, that's right.
And considering taking one
of our jukeboxes, I hope!
Well, that's what I like to hear.
You've been supplied with
details of our current rates,
have you, Mr. Rowan?
I have, yeah.
So what do you think?
Pretty competitive, considering
the quality of our product.
Well, not that competitive compared
to what I've already been offered.
Really?
Do you know a Reggie Rawlins?
Well, I can't say the
name rings a bell.
- Is he new in the area?
- Yeah, just starting out.
You'd be surprised how many
of them there are, Mr. Rowan.
And even more surprised to learn how
many of them fall by the wayside,
which is the main problem as far
as the customer is concerned.
How do you mean?
Well, if something goes
wrong with their equipment,
which it usually does with
these two-bit operations,
they just haven't got the backup.
Could sometimes be a week
before they can replace it.
But that doesn't happen with you?
If one of our machine should
go on the blink, Mr. Rowan,
you'll have another
before the day's out.
And that's a promise.
So what do you think?
Yeah, why don't I do that,
just think about it.
You'd be a fool if
you didn't, Mr. Rowan.
- Can I keep these?
- Of course.
- Thank you.
- Not at all. Bye.
Ah, don't worry, love.
He'll be back.
Where else is there to go?
HOOTING
What's his game?
What's up with him?
Go on, if you're going!
Get off, you lunatic!
That's the two blokes
I was telling you about.
What are you think
you're playing at?
Well, go on!
What are you doing?
Get out, you lunatic!
Watch out!
Road hogs!
What were that all about?
All that money gone for nothing.
- Is the wedding still on for tomorrow?
- Oh, just about.
I found a pub for the reception.
And a fat lot of thanks
I got for that and all!
Which pub?
Erm well, you know the
Red Lion, in Cemetery Road.
Not quite what the in-laws are used to,
according to Mrs. Ventress.
How did you get involved
with these marquee people?
Er a fancy brochure was
stuck through the letterbox,
just after the engagement
announcement was made in the paper.
So that's how they do it.
We were deliberately run off the
road by this dirty great truck.
- Well, did you get the number?
- Hardly.
I was a bit busy at the time
trying to save our flaming lives!
Well, did either of you
see who was driving?
Two blokes who come up to me
this morning outside the Black Dog.
Inspector Hackett rang
while you were out, sarge.
Well, he's not coming here, is he?
He said he'd call later.
Alf
Is it something you think
about, retirement?
Oh, all the time.
You mean you're
looking forward to it?
- Aren't we all?
- What?
Ending up on some bowling
green somewhere
with all the other grey old men?
Mind you, you still have
your family around you.
There are drawbacks
to everything, sarge.
- He's in a good mood, is he?
- Oh, I wouldn't say that.
For the last time, Rowan, we are not
here to protect the business interests
of Claude Greengrass and his mate!
But they could have
been killed, sarge.
We should be so lucky.
Anyway you still can't prove
LEW had anything to do with this.
Well I think I could, sarge,
if you let me try something.
- Hello, Gina.
- Hiya, Nick.
I want you to do me a favour.
In fact, two favours.
Well, I will if I can.
Well, firstly, how do you
fancy getting engaged?
Well, if that's a proposal,
I've heard more romantic ones.
Not to me. To a Fred Smith.
I've never even
heard of a Fred Smith.
Well, neither have the
people who ripped off Alf.
All you have to do is let me put
an advert in the evening post
announcing your engagement.
And then what?
Well then, you may or may not get
a brochure put through your door.
Now, if you don't, then nothing's lost.
But if you do, let me know, eh?
So what's the second one?
I want you to ring someone for me.
- These people.
- LEW?
Yeah, well, just tell them that
you and George are interested
in one of their jukeboxes.
I can't do that, Nick.
My Uncle George said he definitely
won't have another one near the place.
But they don't know that, do they?
Good to see you again, Oscar.
How have you been?
Never better, Les. Never better.
Rude with health.
Oh, good. But for how
much longer, Oscar?
I mean, that is the question we do have
to ask ourselves when we get to our age.
Remember our little
chat the other day?
Yes.
Well, do you know the more I thought
about it, the more it all made sense.
Really?
There's a moment in
every man's life, Oscar,
when it's time to call it a day.
And I'm afraid, whether we like it or
not, that moment has finally arrived.
I see.
- That's the final decision, is it?
- It is.
So, exactly three months today, it
won't be "Inspector Hackett" any longer.
It'll be just plain "Mister".
You you mean
Enough's enough, Oscar.
And I don't mind telling you now,
it was being able to talk
it through so frankly
with an old and
valued friend like you
that finally made me
realise I should retire.
Right.
I wish you well, Les.
I really wish you well.
- Hi.
- Hiya.
Andy Farley,
Life Entertainment Whitby.
- We did say 12:00, I think.
- We did, yeah.
Now my Uncle George just
popped out to the bank.
But he won't be long. So do you want
to take a seat while you wait here?
- Fine.
- Would you like a drink?
Yeah. I'll have a
small whisky, please.
- Right.
- Mr. Farley, isn't it?
Oh, hello.
You read our literature yet?
Yeah, but I'm afraid that Reggie
Rawlins and Claude Greengrass
still seem to have the edge.
- They still working this area?
- Yeah. Going like a rocket.
They've just delivery a load
of new jukeboxes this morning.
Really?
Yeah, all the latest models.
When I saw what they had
over at Greengrass's place,
my decision was made.
Oh, well.
If anything should happen
to change your mind,
you know where to find us.
Yeah. I better go.
Time is money.
I'll say.
- Got a phone I can use, lovey?
- Yes.
Just help yourself.
THE WHO:
My Generation
People try to put us d-d-down
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Just because we get around
Talkin' 'bout my generation
The things they do
look awful c-c-cold
Talkin' 'bout my generation
I hope I die before I get old
Talkin' 'bout my generation
This is my generation
My generation, baby
Why don't you all f-f-fade away
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Don't try and dig
what we all s-s-say
Talkin' 'bout my generation
I'm not trying to cause
a big s-s-sensation
Talkin' 'bout my generation
I'm just talkin' 'bout
my g-g-generation
Talkin' 'bout my generation
This is my generation
My generation, baby
Off you go, then, lads.
BIKE ENGINES APPROACH
Well, don't just sit there.
Lock that door! Go on!
WHISTLE
WHISTLE
Let's go!
Hey, move it!
Officer!
Thank God. There's something
definitely going on down there.
What, and you just
happened to be passing?
Mind your head.
Nice to win one for
a change eh, sarge.
It's bears out what I told you.
If you lot pull your fingers
out a bit more often
there's no limit to what
can be accomplished.
It's not going to be easy
to tie Farley in all of this.
He claims he was just passing.
Aye, he'll find himself some
smart-aleck lawyer, I suppose.
What don't I nip over to Whitby
and have another with
this partner of his, sarge.
Good idea, Rowan. Off you go.
- Now then, Blaketon.
- What do you want, Greengrass?
I'm just wondering if there's
any danger money for us?
- Danger money?
- Aye, danger money!
For us putting our lives
on the line for your lot.
The only danger you've been
in all day, Greengrass,
is the mortal danger
you're in at this moment
from me!
It's a nice way to talk to the
people who pay your wages!
It's for the picking this
area now, eh Claude,
with LEW out of the frame.
All we is a swift injection of
capital of interest, watch us smoke.
I don't suppose
you'll be interested?
You suppose right, Reggie!
In fact, I've got a little
bit of advice for you.
Oh, aye? What's that?
I'm afraid most of it
is rather obscene.
I tell you, I know nothing
of any intimidation.
Look, Mrs. Setters. We already have your
business partner down at the station.
You didn't really think he'll carry
the can for this on his own, did you?
What's he been saying?
Oh, what do you think?
Gallantry went out of
fashion with King Arthur.
Look, this whole business
of burning off the small fry
was his idea, not mine.
I was against it from the start.
I made it clear that I was.
But you went along with it
just as long as no one else
should get your hands dirty.
You are familiar with
the term "accomplice"?
What have you been saying?
Nothing.
What have you been saying?
Oh, you stupid!
Alf? It's Nick.
How did the wedding go?
Oh, good.
Look, can you meet me tomorrow morning
at the Aidensfield Arms at ten o'clock?
Well, Gina's had a very interesting
brochure pushed through her door.
Mm.
Right, well, I'll see you then. Bye.
Devious lot, us coppers.
Yeah, with any luck, we have
both these cases cleared up.
Nick, true that the great romance
with the lovely Jo is finished?
I'm afraid it is, yeah.
So does that mean that she's uh
back on the market then?
Well, that's not quite
the way I'd put it.
I was only kidding.
- Miss Ward?
- That's right.
You rang me about
the brochure I left.
I did, yes.
Would you like to follow me?
Thank you.
Hello again.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪