Heartbeat (1992) s06e09 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? ♪
THE HOLLIES:
I Can't Let Go
I try and I try but I
can't say goodbye
Feel so bad baby,
ooh, it hurts me
When I think of how
you love and desert me
I'm the broken hearted
toy you play with, baby
You got me going,
I need you, baby
I can't let go and
I want you, baby
I gotta have you, you know
I can't let go
Though I'm just
one of your lovers
And I know there
are so many others
You do something strange
to me, baby, baby, baby, baby
You got me going,
I need you, baby
I can't let go and
I want you, baby
I gotta have you, you know
I can't let go
Oh, what about this cricket then?
I'll laying 3-to-1 Aidensfield.
What about you, George?
It's tempting, but I better not.
I am the umpire.
Are you? Perhaps we
ought to have a chat.
What are the odds on Whitby?
Whitby? What are you on about?
What's the price on a Whitby win?
Whitby? Whose side are you on?
Mine, if you're running a book!
Come on, do you want
my money or not?
They're hardly worth backing.
They're evens.
- I'll have some of that.
- Me, too. Five bob's worth.
I don't believe you people,
backing against your own village.
Come on, ten bob on Whitby.
TOOTING
- Hello.
- Hi.
- How's things?
- Oh, you know.
Look, Jo Can we talk?
Sure.
Well, I understand
why you're angry.
But, you see, it's not always easy
for me to plan my social life.
It's not just that, Nick.
There are other things
we need to talk about
and we never find the time
to be together, just us.
Well, how about now?
Mr. Rowan!
I don't believe it.
It is, isn't it?
You don't remember me.
Errol Jones.
What are you doing here?
It's good to see you.
I were clearing away some
waste ground for an allotment.
I should have been more careful.
Today is the third day and
it's not getting any better.
And do you think it
was contact with
Hogweed. Certain of it.
Ooh, my goodness!
Wouldn't mind staying here myself.
Plenty of room.
And we could do with the custom.
Is there owt I can put on it?
Well, I'm no expert
with poisonous plants,
but I'm not so sure it's
hogweed that caused that.
I think you ought to get down
to the hospital outpatient.
No, I can't spare any time away
from the business at the moment.
All right, Frank.
Rub this on for now,
morning and evening.
But if there's no improvement
in a couple of days,
I want you down at the hospital.
Ah, it's just an excuse for
not turning out at cricket,
isn't it, Dad!
Are Aidensfield going
to win this year?
I'll tell you Saturday.
Come on, then. Send one down.
Let's see if there's still
some of that old magic left.
Against Whitby? You'd need to be
Merlin or at least Denis Compton.
What do you think you
are playing at, Bellamy?
Sorry. Good catch, though.
The Aidensfield
team is still short.
So will the station be,
if I put you in for a transfer.
If you've so much time on your
hands, you can tackle that lot.
Oh, sarge. Not the stock registers,
I did that last time.
Every farm in the area.
Purchases and sales by tonight.
That should help you run
off your excess energy.
Who's this, Katie?
- Ruby!
- Hello, Eileen.
- Nick didn't say you were
- Because he didn't know!
When exactly was this, Mr. Hunter?
This morning.
He were right by the house.
- Have you seen this man before?
- Never!
He were a darkie. On my land!
So, a trespasser.
But nothing damaged,
nothing missing?
Didn't give him a chance.
I set t'dog on him.
I'm not sure that was a
wise thing to do, Mr. Hunter.
It's the least he'll get
if he comes back.
What were you doing in York?
I was visiting a mate
at the barracks.
So how come you've ended up here?
Oh, my mate's leave finished,
so I took the first bus that came along.
Never been off the streets
of London before.
You came close
though, didn't you.
Yeah, I know.
I know I owe you, Mr. Rowan.
This what passes for a cop
shop in this part of the world?
Surprise, surprise.
Mum! What are you doing here?
No need to look so overjoyed.
Don't I get a kiss?
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
She's grown so much, hasn't she?
- Is everything all right?
- Hm?
- Where's Eileen?
- Out shopping. And who's this?
Errol, Errol Jones.
- What've you done?
- Oh, it's nothing.
She's lovely.
- Is she yours?
- Yeah.
- Say hello, Katie.
- Anyone left in London, is there?
So far as we know, he's got a train to
York and then a bus down to Whitby.
- And then after that, we've lost him.
- Not any more you haven't.
Don't get many blacks up here.
He was on my bus to
this morning.
- Really?
- Yeah. He got off on the moors.
Yeah? Whereabouts?
Middle of nowhere.
Thought it was a bit funny.
Not when you've got the Metropolitan
Police on your tail, it isn't.
Right. Well, you've been very helpful.
Thanks.
- So where have you left your luggage?
- I travel light.
I'll buy myself a toothbrush,
fresh shirt, you know.
I've gone straight, Mr. Rowan.
Honestly, I have.
I've got myself a steady job now.
Gentleman's club. St. James's.
Oh, right.
The pub is just down the village.
Tell 'em I sent you.
Right. I'll see you later.
Come on, Liz.
It's not as bad as all that.
I'm not blaming you.
I know you wanted
your own business.
What if the bank
repossesses the house?
They won't.
The B&B isn't much help.
My business will pick up.
The first year is always the worst.
You know what you need?
A day out. A treat.
It'd perk you up.
We can't afford that.
Look, I'm owed money.
I've signed up a middleman
who knows the territory.
That looks horrible.
Blisters from giant hogweed.
How can you eat and look at them
pictures at the same time?
(LAUGHS)
- Afternoon.
- Hiya.
What would you like, son?
Could you put me up
for a couple of nights?
Oh, the problem is uh,
we're a little booked up.
- Really? It's just I was told
- We don't have a lot of rooms. Sorry.
It's all right.
Happens all the time.
Uncle George!
Look, Gina, you don't understand.
I understand perfectly well!
- See you later, Gina.
- Yeah, ta-ra.
You won't give him a room
because he's black.
It's not that simple.
I've got nothing against him.
It's just some of the regulars,
well, they may not be ready for it.
Well, that's not good enough,
Uncle George, and you know it!
Hello.
Uh, I couldn't help overhearing.
Are you looking for
somewhere to stay?
Not to worry.
It's not important.
Look, people around here, they can
be a bit stuck in their ways, but
There's no harm in them?
- Maybe not, if you're white.
- Yeah.
Look, I know somewhere you
can stay, bed-and-breakfast.
I assure you they'd
welcome the business.
Yeah, thanks.
Everything seems to be fine.
That's the quickest I've ever seen
anyone's checked a register.
You've got a date tonight?
Ah. That'd be telling.
Anyway, you've got an honest face.
And I've got three more farms to check.
Doesn't look as if you've
shifted any fertiliser.
I know, but I've got
a few late nights.
I really need some cash, Claude.
And I'm offering you
good commission on it.
Yeah, I know.
I'll get straight onto it.
Where's this pesticide you
want me to have a look at?
In the van.
- Good stuff, is it?
- Best there is.
Sorts out rats in no time.
Maybe you could do
with a bit around here.
Not while I've got Alfred.
He takes care of them.
Don't you, son?
So how long is your
friend Errol staying then?
Well, I don't know.
He's not a friend, he more of
a professional acquaintance.
RUBY: Did you put
him away, did you?
No. No, he got off.
What did he do?
Breaking and entering.
Carpet warehouse in the East End.
I caught him struggling
with a load of Axminster.
What happened?
Well, he was up before this magistrate
who was a bit tough on juveniles,
especially if they were black.
So I put a word in for him,
he got offered probation.
- Oh I'm sure you did the right thing.
- Yeah, I hope so.
Right, Mum. Shall we get
you settled in at the pub?
She ain't had a bath yet.
Have you, sweetheart?
It's an agricultural packet clearly
and it's marvellous stuff, you know.
Works on anything.
Allotments, farms, anything.
How much?
Well, it all depends on
how much you buy.
I mean, if it's in bulk,
it's cheaper.
And of course, if you have the
fertiliser and the pesticide
it's even cheaper.
I tell you what.
I'll make it an accumulated treble.
I'll stick in Aidensfield to
win the cricket on Saturday.
You what?
I've upped the price, you know.
It's 4-1 now.
Look, I might want some fertiliser,
but I'm not making any more bets.
Put me down for a couple of bags.
I'll take a dozen bags of t'fertiliser
and have a quid on Whitby.
Whitby? They're 6-4 on!
Make it 30 bob.
Do you know how
long you'll be staying?
Not exactly, not at the moment.
- Shall we sit down, then, Mum?
- Yeah.
So, we've got a room
free now, have we.
Here you are.
It's really good to see you, mum.
I was just a bit
surprised, that's all.
I had some holiday coming and I
thought, fresh air, you and Katie!
Everything IS all right, though?
Look Nick, if you
don't want me here
Now, don't be silly, Mum.
Anyway, I thought I'd like to meet this
young lady you keep talking about.
Oh, will you tell Nick
we've had a complaint
about a young man
hanging about the area,
trespassing on people's property.
Well, I'll certainly let him know.
Um, have you got a description?
Well, he's a coloured chap.
His name isn't Errol,
by any chance, is it?
Well, I've no idea. Why?
Well, I haven't met him,
but Nick has erm
an acquaintance.
Errol Jones, I think it is.
He's black.
And he's in Aidensfield, is he?
"Yes."
"Look, you want to talk to Nick, he's
down at the pub with his mother."
His mother?
Well, in that case,
it can wait till morning.
Are you sure this is a good idea?
If you want to get out for the evening,
this is the only place to go.
You're not on the King's Road now.
- Come on, George!
- All right, all right.
I hope his umpiring decisions
are faster than his service.
- Yes, sir?
- Two pints of best, please.
I'll get them.
No, you won't.
No, I'm not short of a bob.
Oh, don't fight over it.
These are on the house.
Now, that's more like it.
Errol. How's it going?
Alright. Not bad, Mr. Rowan.
I've ended up taking a room
with Martin's folks for the night.
You're not leaving Aidensfield
before Saturday!
This man could be our star player.
I didn't know you're
interested in cricket, Errol.
There you go!
Yeah, well, I used to turn
up for Bermondsey Boys.
Once had a trial with Surrey Youth.
- Same again.
- Excuse me, Martin.
Claude Greengrass. George, put
this young man a drink in with me.
Mr. Hunter?
FIERCE BARKING
Good doggie. Good doggie.
Mr. Hunter.
Hello?
Mr. Hunter?
Hello?
Mr. Hunter?
Mr. Hunter!?
Are you all right?
Hey, hey. Mr. Hunter.
- Alright, come here. Can you stand?
(GROANS)
I don't understand
the connection, sarge.
Someone attacked Jed
Hunter at his farmhouse
and you start asking
questions about Errol Jones.
Bellamy's report said that
Mr. Hunter was attacked from behind.
He never saw his assailant.
Plus he had £50 nicked, which he
rather foolishly kept in a drawer.
Now your Mr. Jones has only recently
arrived in this area from London.
- Well, so has my mum.
- I beg your pardon, Rowan?
Look, where is the evidence, sarge?
Mr. Jones was seen
earlier at Hunter's farm.
- And he has a criminal record.
- And he's black.
And
this pen was found at
the scene of the crime.
Now, I phoned that
establishment this morning
and they told me they did have
an Errol Jones working there.
Only, he seems to
have gone missing.
Ooh! By 'eck! That Errol
gonna make a difference.
- To your pocket!
- You're a cynic, you!
I'm also thinking of the
good it'll do to the village.
Aye, and I'm Len Hutton!
Hey, hey. Don't you think this
outfield could be a bit more lush.
Cos I've got a dozen bags
of that fertiliser left.
Can you have a word
with the committee?
'Ey, up!
Sorry. You alright,
Mr. Greengrass?
Few years ago,
I'd have nodded it back.
Hey, hey, can you
bowl a bit, an' all?
Oh, my hand's a bit tender,
but I'm sure I could send a few down.
I bet you could.
By the way, lads!
I think it might be a good idea
if we kept a bit quiet about
our secret weapon, all right?
I don't suppose any of you
want to back Whitby, do you?
- Not likely!
(LAUGHTER)
We'll murder 'em!
By the way, Errol, there's a room for
you at the pub now, if you want to stay.
Ventress?
Yes, sarge.
I was wondering about
the cricket match, sarge.
Whether the question of crowd
control had been looked at.
- Crowd control?
- Yes, sarge. Marshalling of the fans.
I do know what the words
'crowd control' mean, Ventress.
I just don't see their relevance
to an event which may, with luck,
attract half a dozen spectators.
Oh, but it's the local derby, sarge.
Passions are running very high.
Aren't you on leave tomorrow?
Well, in theory, yes. But with PC
Bellamy playing in the match
You could make the
sacrifice and turn in?
On the official overtime rate?
What, sarge?
Oh, it never crossed my mind, sarge.
PHONE RINGS
- Blaketon.
Oh, thank you, sir,
for ringing back.
It's about an establishment on
your patch, the Mandrake Club.
I was really looking forward to
meeting her. What's gone wrong?
Well, it's none of
my business, really.
Oh, come on, Eileen.
You must know something.
I mean, what's this Jo like?
She's very nice. I like her a lot.
And Nick seemed
very happy with her.
Seemed?
Ruby! I think it's better that their
relationship takes its natural course.
Which means at the moment
they're not seeing each other.
Yes, but it might
not be permanent.
Yeah, well, I spent the best
years of my life on my own.
And I know what's in store for
Nick if he doesn't find someone.
But it has to be the
right person, doesn't it?
Sister tells me you'll be well enough
to go home in a few days, Mr. Hunter.
Can't be soon enough for me.
Once you leave here,
you'll be in my care,
so I thought I'd see if
there's anything you need.
Oh, the dog, he'll need feeding.
You ask Phil Cunningham,
he's up on the next farm.
Of course I can. Leave it to me.
Well, I'll see you
when you get home.
Has the doctor seen that?
Oh, it's hogweed.
Nowt to be done.
You told him that, or he told you?
I know what hogweed looks like.
So do I, Mr. Hunter.
You sure there's nothing
else that could cause that?
So, Errol's a suspect, is he?
- Oh, Blaketon seems to think so.
- And you don't?
He's not violent, Mum.
- So what you're gonna do?
- I'll have a talk with him.
Nick, I know you're
not keen to discuss it,
but what happened
between you and this Jo?
- Oh, not now, Mum.
- I wish you'd talk to me about it.
We're just not seeing each
other any more, that's all.
Well, if she's not the right
person for you, then fine.
But are you sure?
Oh, I don't know.
I still think about Kate a lot.
It's hard to get involved again.
Yeah, but Kate wanted
you to find someone else.
- I know, but I still feel guilty.
- Well, you're bound to.
But, I mean, you
can't live in the past.
You need to find someone
to share your life with, Nickie.
- Wait a minute, what about you?
- What?
You still haven't told me
what you're doing here.
Yes, I have. I've come up
here to see you and Katie.
Well, I don't believe you.
You sure there's nothing wrong?
Everything's fine!
Apart from your nagging!
Mum!
Oh Nick, haven't you
got any work to do?
Mind yourself! Here you are!
Tell you summat.
When this stuff gets cracking,
you'll have rhubarb coming
out of your earholes.
Ah, cut the sales patter, Claude.
We've already bought
the stuff, haven't we?
Aye, don't want you moaning
when we run out of stock, you know.
By the way, if you're interested,
I can let you have a
drum of these pesticide
for another ten bob?
How much altogether, then?
- Eight quid, the lot.
- Eight quid!
Go on, then, nine and
I'll gi' you a discount.
You said eight. Here.
Any road, it's only a loan.
Seeing how you'll be paying out
tomorrow after t'cricket match.
Oh yeah, that's true.
All right, Mr. Rowan?
Come for my autograph, have you?
Only if you've got a
pen to sign it with.
- What's all this about?
- I want to talk to you.
I need some straight answers.
CHATTER
- Bye-bye. Off you go.
Bye-bye.
Bye, Jenny.
Now, don't forget to do your reading.
Won't be long before you're ready
to come here, will it, darling?
Hello, Katie.
- You two know each other?
- Yes.
I'm Joanna Weston.
I know Katie quite well.
Oh. Ruby Rowan. Nick's mother.
- He's mentioned you quite a bit.
- Has he?
So this is where you keep the
local youngsters in order, is it?
Something like that.
- Are you in Aidensfield for long?
- Oh, just to visit.
I'm staying at the pub.
Why don't you pop in
and I'll buy you a drink.
- Okay.
- How 'bout tomorrow?
You'll be coming to
the cricket, won't you?
I gather it's compulsory
around here.
You bet.
You didn't tell me what sort
of place this Mandrake Club is.
That's no crime, is it?
And what sort of job do you expect a
black kid with a criminal record to get?
Do you know how
many places I tried?
- So what about the hand?
- What about it?
Looked like a barbed-wire cut.
How did you get it?
Oh, come on!
Look, I don't like this any
more than you do, Errol.
If you really need to know,
I cut it on a fence.
I got lost and I strayed onto
some private land. Satisfied?
And this private land,
was it Hunter's farm?
I don't know whose it was.
All I know is that
he set a dog on me.
Yeah, well, this was
found at Hunter's farm.
And the farmer there, Jed Hunter,
was beaten up yesterday afternoon.
£50 was taken.
So I cased the joint
and went back, did I?
Oh you can see
how it looks, Errol.
You used to have
faith in me, Mr. Rowan.
Where were you
yesterday afternoon?
I was out for a walk.
Yes, on my own.
Look, I'd like to
prove your innocence,
but I need to know why
was this at Hunter's farm?
I don't have the faintest idea.
And I don't have
to prove anything.
And if you think you've got
enough evidence to arrest me,
then that's what you'd better do!
Mandrake Club?
Yeah, put me through to the office.
Hello? Yes, Stannard here.
Any news?
Who phoned?
Police in Ashfordly?
What, have they nicked him?
Right. No, I'll find him.
Well, I've spoken to the Met.
The Mandrake Club must issue membership
forms in Pentonville prison,
judging from the types
that hang around there!
Plus, the bedrooms seems to
have a half-hourly turnover.
Yeah, Errol only
works the bar, sarge.
So he claims.
Anyway, what did he
have to say for himself?
Well, he said he went for a
walk yesterday afternoon.
He's got an alibi, has he?
No, sarge, he was on his own.
But he could have dropped his pen
when Hunter set the dog on him.
We haven't really got much
of a case against him.
Well, as far as I'm concerned,
he's the only suspect,
unless you can come
up with another.
WHINING
'Ey, what's the matter
with you, then?
PITIFUL MOANS
CLAUDE: "It's called ANTU."
ANT A-N-T-U.
It's the best pesticide
in the market.
Mind you, I've got to be honest,
I haven't got much left.
Must be a fair amount
to get rid on.
No, no, it comes in barrels.
If you buy it in bulk, I'll let
you have it a bit cheaper.
Tomorrow would be a great help.
What with me umpiring and
Gina doing refreshments.
Well, it's been a while since I pulled
pints, but I'm sure it all come back.
Also, I'm going on a fishing
trip for a few days next week.
If you were staying around
Oh careful. You may
never get rid of me.
- Hello, Mum.
- Hello, love.
- George.
- Nick, have you got a minute?
Yeah.
What's up?
It's about your mate Errol.
I've just been tidying his room up.
And I think you'd better
come have a look.
He's out practising at the
cricket nets at the moment.
So you don't deny
these things are yours?
Of course they're mine. You found
them in my belongings, didn't you?
Would you mind telling me
how you came by this money.
- I earned it.
- Really?
Almost sixty pounds?
What's your weekly wage, Errol?
None of your business.
Oh, yes, it is.
When I'm investigating
a robbery with violence,
everything is my business!
And what about this?
You didn't have a
search warrant, did you!
What are you doing
with a flick knife?
Just answer the question, Errol.
And why should I? As far as he's
concerned, the black kid did it.
Can you look me in the eye and
tell me you didn't attack Hunter?
I could do.
I don't see why I should have to.
So tell me about yourself, Jo.
You've been teaching long?
Three years.
And how did you find it
up here in the sticks?
I was born in this
part of the world.
I like the village
school atmosphere.
You can get closer to the
children and their parents.
Which means the parents
feel freer to come to you
and fret about their
offsprings, no doubt.
Is that why you wanted to meet me?
I know. I shouldn't be sticking
my nose into what's personal
between you and Nick.
But you never stop being a mum.
And I worry about him.
So do I.
He seems to find it easier
to bury himself in his work
than show his emotions.
Mm. He's always been
a bit like that. Boys, eh?
Have you talked to him about it?
I've tried to, but he never
seems to have the time.
Then maybe you should try again.
He might not be
interested any more.
I have feelings, too, you know.
Then you should make
that clear to him.
I know he ought to understand.
Oh, dear, duty calls.
Afternoon, ladies.
Think about it.
Errol.
Errol!
Look, I have to search your room.
We need to know what's going on.
So now you know. I'm rolling in cash
and I go round heavily armed.
You were lucky to walk
out of there, you know.
He doesn't have enough evidence
to prosecute me and he knows it.
Innocent or guilty,
it was a simple question.
I wouldn't give either of you
the satisfaction of a reply.
Hello, Martin. Is your father in?
Not at the moment. He's gone to
Leeds, take my mam out on a treat.
Oh? Aren't they going
to the match then?
No. And I'm stuck here
waiting for a lift with the kit.
Put your stuff it in the Land Rover.
I'll give you a lift.
I've already taken a
few quid on your lads.
Oh, we don't usually have a bet,
but I don't see why not?
I think my lads are
pretty confident.
- I could organise a whip-round.
- Good lad.
And I tell you what. I'll lay you
2-1 for as much as you like.
Can't be bad. Cheers.
I don't know a lot about it,
just that the business
hasn't been going that well.
Has your father been
supplying Jed Hunter?
Maybe. He's done
some work up there.
Why? Is this important?
Now, Martin. Hey, I'm expecting
a century from you today!
Yeah, just a minute, Claude.
What's wrong?
Your father may have
been selling supplies
that were not only
dangerous, but illegal.
We have to find out
where else he sold them.
What if she's right?
What if my dad's accidentally
poisoning the whole area?
There's no worry.
I know where's this stuff's coming.
I'm sure I can get it back.
You just concentrate on
winning this cricket match.
Because if Aidensfield don't win,
it'll cost me a fortune.
- Oh, Errol. Your whites.
- You what?
Here. I hope they fit.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Cheers.
What do you mean, 'take it back'?
It's alright. It's called getting
goods back if sold in good faith.
And then you find
out they're a bit
You know, it's done all the
time in import export.
You've found a better
customer, haven't you!
I'm not surprised you
think I'm up to summat.
I'm not.
You could always buy it back,
I suppose, at a small mark-up.
You got more chance!
Look, I'm doing you two a favour.
Which, before you say, it's not like me.
Gentlemen!
The match will begin in
half an hour on the dot.
Let's hope we win.
It was a very effective pesticide,
but it's been banned.
There's some of it in
Jeb Hunter's barns.
- So why was it banned?
- Possible links with cancer.
It also causes a very nasty
reaction on contact with the skin.
A rash like Jeb Hunter has,
and Frank Beckshaw.
I think Beckshaw's supplying it.
Well, I'll go and talk to him.
You'll be lucky. He's off on
a shopping spree in Leeds.
- I thought he was on his uppers.
- Obviously not any more.
Well, I'll talk to Jed Hunter then.
Thanks, Maggie.
Stocks of a banned pesticide called ANTU
has been found at your farm, Mr. Hunter.
I need to know
where you got it from.
It's nowt to do with me.
Did Frank Beckshaw supply it?
You realise the use of ANTU may have
serious medical repercussions?
I took it in good faith.
Until you got that
rash on your arm?
So what did you do?
Well, tried to get him to take
t'stuff away, but he wouldn't.
Did you pay him for it?
Why should I,
after what it did to me?
We're gonna give Whitby
the surprise of their lives.
Yeah. Yeah, let's do that.
THE MARMALADES:
Reflections of My Life
The changing of sunlight
to moonlight
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
The greetings of
people in trouble
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
Oh my sorrows
Heads.
It is. Right, we'll bat.
APPLAUSE
Errol, where do
you normally field?
As close in as possible, really.
Well, these guys know how to
whack it. Could be dangerous.
No. I'll stay close in, thanks.
Ah. The village green.
Leather on willow.
It's what England's
all about, ain't it?
I'll uh I'll have
a light ale, please.
Right.
Fancy my mate Errol Jones
being a cricketer, eh?
He's a very talented man.
- Are you from London, then?
- That's right.
Has he been staying here long?
See what I mean?
Now wait a minute,
let's just get this clear.
Well, it's clear to me, sarge.
Hunter's admitted buying the ANTU
from Beckshaw, but refused to pay.
So Beckshaw went up to the farm
and took the money he was owed.
Well, it's possible, I suppose.
But where did Errol Jones
get his money from?
And why was he carrying a knife?
Well, I'm not sure yet, sarge.
And why was his pen at
the scene of the crime?
Well, Frank Beckshaw
could have planted it.
Errol was staying with him
on the night of the burglary.
Well, it won't stand up
without a confession.
Right, we'll get Beckshaw
in and have a little chat.
Right, sarge.
(SPLUTTERS)
Greg! In!
Errol.
CHEERING
Well, what very nimble
fingers you've got, Errol.
For the moment.
Enjoy the trip?
- Yes, but
- No buts, you deserve it.
I just wish I knew how
you were paying for it all.
- Trust me.
- Hmm.
- Afternoon.
- Afternoon.
I need to have a word
with you, Mr. Beckshaw.
What's the matter, Mr. Rowan?
You go inside the house.
I'll only be a second.
No. I want to know
what's going on.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask
you to come down the station.
Why? I've done nowt wrong.
How long have you
been supplying ANTU?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
You must know it's been banned.
Old stocks should
have been destroyed.
You recently supplied Jed Hunter.
Frank?
He didn't pay up though, did he?
So you went up there
and stole the money.
I didn't steal it.
It was the agreed amount.
He hadn't paid me for months.
And then he used this ANTU business
as an excuse not to pay.
Frank, what are you saying?
I didn't mean it.
I didn't know he'd be there.
I never planned any of this.
But you took Errol
Jones' pen with you.
You planned to frame
him, didn't you?
That's it.
- Finish them off, Errol.
- I wouldn't mind my tea now.
APPLAUSE
- Great stuff, Errol.
- Thanks.
- Well done.
- Cheers!
Let's get some tea.
No. You go on. I'll follow you.
Cheers. Thanks.
Thanks.
- How long's he been gone?
- I don't know.
- You've just missed his mate, too.
- What mate?
Oh, a big guy. Had a London accent.
Seemed really keen to talk to him.
- He just ran off.
- Which way?
Where's Errol?
Phil?
Come to watch me?
I think Errol's in trouble.
Don't muck me about, Errol.
No, you don't, sunshine!
- Get up!
- Argh!
- Give me the money back!
- No!
- The money!
- It's not legal money, anyway.
Doesn't mean it's
yours now, does it?
Right.
Now I'm going to have to make sure
you never do nothing like this again.
Hey.
All right.
Oi, you
Take it easy!
So where'd you get
the money from, Errol?
- I didn't steal it from Hunter.
- Oh, you stole it from someone.
Someone who didn't deserve
it in the first place.
It doesn't work like that.
- Errol!
- Come on.
You get yourself over there.
We'll sort this out later.
- Where on earth have you been?
- All right, all right.
MOTORBIKE APPROACHES
Hello, Claude.
Frank Beckshaw tells me
you're in business with him.
No, I've just been storing
some of his stuff.
So you've not been selling it?
No! It's all in my shed.
You can check it if you like.
I will.
In fact, you can take
it away, for all I care.
From what I hear
some of it's empty.
Lucky for you no one's
been using it, then.
When you're costing them money
and they're still clapping,
you must be popular!
That's true.
Question is that whether they'll
be able to accept a black guy
who isn't good at cricket?
APPLAUSE
Good bowling, son.
Well done, lads. Well done.
There you are.
- They're the bets for our team.
- Oh, right. Right.
Eleven pints of bitter.
That's £1/7s/6d, please, Phil.
There you go. Thanks, Gina.
- Errol, that's yours.
- Cheers.
Luckily, the Mandrake Club
haven't reported any theft,
so there's no charge against you.
Ah, I think I owe you
a drink, Mr. Rowan.
Well just remember,
I might not be around to
bail you out next time.
There won't be a next time.
- What happened to Stannard?
- He's gone back down south.
I thought he would.
That's why I plan to
stay up north for a bit.
I think I've cleared enough
to buy you a drink, Errol.
Now let's have a little chat about
you coming to playing for us.
New county. New leaf.
I guess I'll settle
up here for a bit.
Nick, come with me.
Mum, what are you
doing working here?
Now, sit yourselves down here.
Come on.
And I don't want to
see either of you again
until you've had a
good heart-to-heart.
Yes?
Quite forceful,
your mum, isn't she?
She can be, yeah.
Well, I suppose this is the time
we've been looking for.
Well, I don't really
know where to start.
I miss you.
Me, too.
I really did want to go away
for that weekend, you know.
I wasn't sure how you felt.
Well, I should have told you.
I know that now.
So, shall we give it another go?
Is that what you really want?
Yeah, it is. Really, it is.
Well, I'll drink to that, then.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪