Heartbeat (1992) s06e14 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? ♪
I thought you were asleep.
- No, I'm hiding.
- Eh?
In case you were Eileen!
No sign yet.
Nick, what's she going to say?
She'll be fine. Don't worry.
I Put A Spell On You
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
I'll take those.
Oh, I can manage.
You go and get on with your breakfast.
Oh.
Morning.
I'll just put these away.
- You said you'd speak to her.
- I didn't get the chance.
So, how's your sister, Colin?
She better?
Yes, she's a bit better, thanks.
Oh good.
She's back at school then?
No.
Oh, dear.
- There you are.
- Thanks.
- Money.
- Argh!
Money. Hurry up.
It's in there.
Where's the rest? Pensions?
That's Thursdays. There's no more.
(FRIGHTENED CRIES)
Argh!
Ta very much.
And can I have some peroxide?
- Two and nine.
- Thanks.
Thank you.
Eileen, about this morning
- There's no need. It's your house.
- Yes, there is.
Look. I should have warned you.
I'm sorry if it upset you.
It was a surprise, that's all.
I told Jo it would be okay.
It is, I suppose.
It's just that times have changed.
PHONE RINGS
- Oh, you'd better get that.
You've seen the keys, sarge?
Rowan, get over to Walkington
Sub Post Office pronto.
It's been raided.
- Rendevous with Ventress.
- Sir
- He's just on his way.
- have you seen the keys?
Well, he wore a mask,
and was armed with a small knife.
The victim is a Miss Spicer.
She's a bit shook up
by the sound of it.
- Sarge.
- Well, not more than ten quid.
Doesn't make him any
less of a villain, though.
Oh and keep an eye out for
a dark blue or green car.
Well, Rowan's on his way.
Don't just stand there, Ventress.
Get on your bike!
But, sarge, I can't find the keys.
Keys? Why didn't you ask?
I can't stand a thing
Lord because you put me down
I put a spell on you
Lord because you're mine
Do you hear me
Have you any idea how
old he might have been?
Well, not with that
thing over his head.
But he sounded young, though.
Any particular accent?
Not local.
He couldn't be local, could he?
Don't you fret.
He'll not risk coming back.
I'm not being much help, am I?
You're doing fine, Miss Spicer.
He did sound nervous though.
And he were angry because I
didn't have more to give him.
I think that's why he
snatched my locket.
Are you sure you're not hurt?
No, I'll be all right.
Oh, there was one thing, though.
My paper lad, Colin,
he saw the car.
I'll have a word.
The locket, can you describe it?
Well, it were Victorian
I just saw him jump into a
car and drive off that way.
Well, well done, lad.
Let us know if you remember
owt else. You best get off now.
Well, he doesn't remember
the registration number.
But he's sure the car
was a Hillman Minx.
- Which way did it go?
- This way.
Chances are, be clear through
to the main road by now.
Or stopped off to do another one.
He didn't get much here.
We can start by asking
second hand dealers
to keep an eye out
for this necklace.
- Oh, what's it look like?
- It's a Victorian 9ct gold locket.
And you know the knife
he was threatening with?
Chunky handle with a
small pointed blade.
A Stanley knife.
Looks like it.
It's good of you to come, Trevor.
I I didn't really expect you to.
Now, why shouldn't I?
Well, I haven't seen many
people since I moved.
I was delighted to hear from you.
The lady who gave me carte
blanche at Mark and Court.
Well, this cottage is hardly
in the same league.
I'm sure we can make it
into something special.
I know you're going to try to get me
to redecorate it from top to bottom,
but I can't afford it.
It's only the bathroom I want
you to work your magic on.
Well, let's have a look first.
See what's what.
TRAIN WHISTLE
I'm going to buy a little something
to remember the old boy by.
Aaah. It must have been like
losing a member of your family.
You've look after him for that long.
You'd never believe
he'd been a war hero.
A war hero? Arthur Logan?
Only fighting he ever
did was wi' his missus.
Actually Claude,
he won the Victoria Cross.
Get out of here.
He never even joined up.
He were too old.
He fought in the First
World War at the Somne.
Carried an officer for a mile and
a half after they both got shot.
Eh? Be nice if we could buy
his medals at the auction.
Yeah, be nice, but those
things go for a fortune.
H-Have you actually seen
these medals of his?
No, he was going to show me them,
but then he got really ill.
And he still got 'em
when he kicked it?
Probably had them hidden away.
He's always worried
about getting robbed.
What are you looking at me for?
Have you had a haircut?
Yeah. I think I should
have gone to a barber's.
- Why? Who did it?
- I did. But it's not easy.
- Hiya.
- Hi.
You looked like you had
a good walk this morning.
Yeah. Yeah. Nothing like this.
Makes you feel really alive.
- Pint?
- Whisky, please.
Better make it a large one.
- You stopping long?
- Just a few more days.
Your Uncle George doesn't
want my room, does he?
No.
We're enjoying having you.
Good.
Do you ever get a night off?
There's not much point really.
There's nothing to do around here.
Well, we'll have to do
something about that.
Well, the description
is not much to go on,
but the MO's the same.
- Hence the nickname.
- Thank you.
Lancashire Police reckon it's Stanley.
And he's getting greedier.
In the past year, he's gone from
one robbery every two months
to four in the past month.
All post offices.
Hm. Hope he's not
going to stick around.
Given his past form,
he probably will,
especially since the Walkington
job was hardly a success.
Right. I'll get on to Division,
let them know we might
have Stanley on our patch.
PHONE RINGS
- Ashfordly Police.
Yes, Mr. Metcalfe.
Oh, hold on.
What make?
Hillman Minx?
No Mr. Metcalfe, don't you be
towing it away with your tractor.
I'll get PC Rowan
over straight away.
Is that Jim Metcalfe?
Looks like he's
found Stanley's car.
I think I'll try for these
photos of Whitby.
Seen anything you like?
Not really. There's no sign
of his war medals on the list.
I suppose we'll never find out
what happened to them.
Are you sure he didn't
keep them in the bank?
- Should I know her?
- Er
Probably not. Nick does.
She's just got out of jail.
It's all terribly tragic.
Maggie.
- Susannah.
- Hello.
Er, do you know Jo Weston?
Susannah Temple-Richards.
Nice to meet you.
Jo teaches at Aidensfield Primary.
And she's also very good
friends with Nick Rowan.
Oh. He's such a nice man.
- So he keeps telling me.
- Would you excuse me?
Interesting.
I-It's got a bit of worm,
this, you know.
I-I've got a feeling it's
been messed about.
Really?
So, are you looking for
anything in particular?
Not really.
Trevor is.
He's redesigning my bathroom
and anything else I let him do.
- I've just moved, you see.
- Where to?
Yew Tree Cottage.
It's on the edge of the village.
I think I've seen it.
It looks lovely.
Perhaps you and Nick would like
to come by for a drink sometime.
That would be nice. Thank you.
Oh. Well
Susannah will be so disappointed
if she knew I'd come all this way.
You see, I tried Markham Court,
but they didn't have her new address.
Well, I'm not sure I should.
You see, when the trouble happened,
there were a lot of people,
you know, busybodies.
Yeah, I know. Poor Susie.
Unfortunately, we lost
touch after Dick died.
Well, I suppose I'll have to write
and tell her I was here, but
I couldn't get any help
from the local post office.
Well, that would be a pity.
Well, you'd only have to
redirect the letter, anyway.
Well, I don't see that
it could do much harm.
This is the address that they've
asked me to forward her mail to.
Since you're a friend of hers
Oh, we go back a long way.
I'm looking forward to seeing her.
Any more, ladies and gentlemen?
It's a bargain steal.
One pound six shillings,
thank you, sir.
Do I have one pound seven?
One pound seven shillings,
I am bid.
Any more? It's going at
one pound seven shillings,
sold to Mr. Trethallan.
And now, lot Number 32,
ladies and gentlemen.
This Georgian desk.
It's known better days but
restored will grace any home.
So, who'll start me at £10?
£10 I am bid. £15?
£15, thank you, sir. £20?
(I'm going to try for
those sepia photos.)
(Set yourself a ceiling like I'm
going to do with this desk.)
(I won't bid over 30.)
- £30?
I have a bid of £29.
I have a bid of £30.
(You said that was
your limit, remember.)
Do I have £32?
I have a bid of £31.
(One more bid.)
- £33, I am bid. Any more?
(MOUTHING)
I have a bid to my right for £35.
Are we all done at £35?
Sold to Mr. Greengrass
for £35.
Now, the next item
The only thing the Hillman owner
couldn't account for was this number.
Doesn't recognise it.
ALI 3764.
I had a girlfriend called Alison.
Everyone called her Ali.
Thank you, Bellamy.
Very helpful.
Could be an exchange, sarge.
What, you mean like
Whitehall 1-2-1-2?
Yeah, but I can't think of anywhere.
Right Bellamy, get in
touch with the GPO.
Check every telephone
exchange starting A-L-I.
Don't you reckoned it
could be a lass, then?
Well, if you prefer to
ask Directory Enquiries
for every Alison in the country,
don't let me stop you.
DOORBELL
Hello, Suze.
Bristow!
Surprise!
You've changed your hair!
Yeah! And you've changed
your address, kid.
I had a hell of a job finding you.
The old place was too big for one.
- Still on your own, then?
- Yes.
How come you're here?
I thought you had five more years.
Early release, Suze!
I got early release!
Bet you're glad you
were at home, eh.
Shame to have missed each other.
I'm really pleased for you, Maureen.
Thanks for coming to tell me.
Where are you headed?
Oh, nowhere special.
I'm all yours.
Well, aren't you going to ask me in?
Of course.
Sorry, it's the shock.
I never expected to see you again.
To sit in a chair like this!
I can't tell you.
It means a lot when
we first come out.
Yeah, aye?
Especially to you, eh, Suze?
Always used to
having things cushy.
Lady Breakfast-in-Bed,
they used to call you.
Don't remind me.
It's disgusting.
Yeah. Leftovers tipped
all over your pillow.
Not funny.
Still, I wiped the smile off
their stupid faces, didn't I?
You took care of me.
I appreciated it.
Where did you say you were going?
I didn't. I got a job lined up but
it doesn't start till next week.
Oh.
Actually I thought you might
put me up for a night or two.
- Well
- It's not a problem, is it?
I I'd like to help you, Maureen.
Oh, thanks, Suze.
I knew you would.
She was found guilty
of manslaughter.
She killed her husband?
Well, not exactly.
He was to the bottle and she
laced his whisky with sleeping pills.
- Why?
- She didn't want him in her bed.
How awful.
He had a lot to drink
the night before,
and then took a flask with
the stuff with him on the hunt.
Fell off his horse
and broke his neck.
I hope I didn't do the wrong thing,
accepting her invitation?
No, no. She's served her time.
I feel sorry for her, really.
The county set doesn't
want to know anymore.
You old softy.
Let's go up.
No, let's not.
Why, what's wrong?
I don't feel like sneaking
out at the crack of dawn.
You won't have to.
And I don't want to brazen it out
over breakfast with Eileen either.
She'll be ready for you tomorrow.
Well, in that case,
she's going to be disappointed.
Come on, you can drive me home.
I reckon the only thing that keeps
half the customers alive in here
is watching you pull their pints.
Don't talk daft.
You know what you need?
Bright lights, sunshine.
Somewhere you can have a bit of fun.
Like where?
What about Spain?
I could do with a holiday.
I don't mean a holiday.
You could work out there,
in a bar.
In Spain?
I don't even speak the language.
- Same again?
- Yeah, please.
All the holiday-makers are English.
They like bars where people
speak their own language.
It sounds brilliant.
Nice dream, anyway.
I could fix it for you, Spain.
If you fancy.
Got a spare cup?
Sorry, I thought you'd gone
to sleep. I'll get you one.
Oh, it's dead quiet, in't it?
That's, erm, why I like it.
Oh, I'd hate it.
Bright lights, good fun, that's me.
Well this time next week
I'll be set up for life.
So, you don't have to worry
about me embarrassing you
in front of the county set.
I haven't kept up
with the county set.
No. No, of course you haven't.
It's times like this you
find who your mates are.
I'm glad I tracked you down, Suze.
I'm dead glad.
Morning.
It's getting cold.
You should have shouted.
I didn't like to.
No, don't worry.
We won't be giving you
any more nasty shocks.
- Not fallen out, have you?
- No.
Oh, good.
Jo's quite a career girl,
isn't she?
Yeah, I think so.
It's a difficult choice for a
woman, work or children.
I suppose it is, yeah.
I think Katie gets something out
of me being with her full-time.
I know I do.
You're the next best thing
to a real mum, Eileen.
DOOR OPENS
- I'll do that.
- Oh, it's the least I could do.
- Well, what do you think?
- Very nice.
Well, does it suit me?
It could have been made for you.
I'm being a pain, aren't I?
Landing on you like this,
nicking your clothes.
I'm glad to be able to help.
Well, there is one more
thing you could do.
- What's that?
- A bit of money.
Oh.
Just till I get paid.
You know I'll pay you back.
I'm not sure how much I've got.
A few quid would do.
- I'm sorry.
- Perhaps we could go to the bank.
It's just a lend, Suze.
I never thought that rubber
gloves could be so sexy.
Stop it! My Uncle
George might see us.
He's gone to the bank.
I saw him leave.
Yup. And I've got to
get ready for opening.
Well, don't let me interrupt you.
You can interrupt me a little bit.
Jed
All that stuff about Spain
Were you really serious?
I told you. I'm going
to open a bar there.
There's a job if you want it.
So, it it wasn't just a line, then?
- Is that what you think of me?
- No, but
I'm going out there soon,
I'm gonna fix things up.
If you want to come out,
I'll be waiting.
SINGING
Maybe you can see your way to
lend me a couple of hundred?
What?!
Jimmy! Stop!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
You all right?
I didn't see him, Nick.
He came from nowhere.
- You're going a bit quick.
- Sorry.
- Morning.
- This is Mau
Moira. I'm Susie's cousin.
Well, tell her to watch
her speed in future.
Yes, officer.
Mr. Greengrass. Is summat
wrong with t'desk?
It is not a desk, David, it is a
bureau, and, no, there isn't.
I'm looking for summat.
What? A letter?
No. If you must know,
I'm looking for a medal.
You're looking for a
medal in the desk?
That, David, is why I bought
the desk in the first place.
You can't buy medals.
You have to win 'em
for being brave and
killing people and that.
Don't tempt me.
Go put the kettle on.
Any news on that A-L-I
telephone number?
No, not yet, sarge.
No, we spoke to the GPO,
and they certainly haven't got an
exchange starting with those letters.
I take it we haven't uncovered a link
to any of Bellamy's ex-girlfriends?
There was only one called Ali.
But she moved to Cornwall.
I'm not surprised.
Did CID get anywhere?
CID have one thing in common
with the good Lord, Rowan.
They both move in
mysterious ways.
They're not even convinced
it's Stanley we're looking for.
- Something for you, sarge.
- What's that?
- One gold locket.
- Where did you get it?
Ferdy's down Allenby Street.
He paid a bloke £8
for it this morning.
Did you get a description?
Quite a good one,
considering that Ferdy hardly ever
looks anyone straight in the eye.
Well, let's get over to
Walkington, Ventress.
If Miss Spicer confirms
that this is hers,
we'll be the first force to
put a face to this brigand.
85 90 95
Shame they wouldn't give you any more.
Thought you were loaded.
Look, Maureen,
I know I owe you, but
this is more than you
need to tide you over.
Have you been at my desk?
Oh, just finding out how
the other half lives.
Nice handbag, this.
Where did you get it?
Where's my passport?
Oh, I borrowed it.
What's this?
Might as well have it back.
No much good to you now, is it?
You haven't been
released, have you?
Why do you think I told that
copper I were your cousin?
Did you really think
they'd let me out early?
So you're on the run?
Oh, ten out of ten.
And you're in it up to your neck.
I can't be. I've been misled.
Harbouring an escaped prisoner,
providing money
and a false passport,
lying to that nice policeman.
You'd be back inside in five
minutes if you shopped me.
"Control to Delta Alpha Two Zero."
Delta Alpha Two Zero. Yes, Bellamy.
"There's a female prisoner
on the loose, sarge."
"Went AWOL from Askham yesterday."
Well, is she considered dangerous?
"Violent when cornered."
"Maureen Bristow, early 40s,
average height, dark hair."
"Doing 15 years for killing her
husband with a broken bottle."
Alright. Put the details on my desk.
I'll be back shortly.
She says it's
definitely hers, sarge.
Well, that's it.
Do you realized we've got the first
confirmed description of Stanley.
I'll call CID. Get it circulated.
Oh hello.
Is Nick there?
I need to speak to
him rather urgently.
It's Susannah Temple-Richards.
No, I'm sorry, he's not.
But he's due back any minute.
Can I give him
Who's Nick?
- A friend.
- Was that the copper's name?
I don't like being lied to, Suze.
What have you got to tell
him that's so flamin' urgent?
He and his girlfriend are coming
over for drinks tomorrow night.
I just wanted to push him off.
Maureen, it's in my diary.
Take a look.
DOORBELL RINGS
Whoever it is,
you get rid of them fast.
You mind what you say.
I got it, for a song.
I'm sorry. You can't come in.
Well, I can hardly
leave it on the doorstep.
It's not convenient.
I am about to have a bath.
Oh, right. I suppose I could
come back in the morning.
No, I shan't be here tomorrow.
I'll give you a ring, okay?
You do still want it, don't you?
Only I can get a very decent
price for this in my shop.
Oh, do what you like with it.
Only go away.
Will you be late tonight?
Actually I thought
I'd stay over at Jo's.
Oh, I see.
She's helping me
revise for my exams.
You don't mind me leaving
you with Katie, do you?
Of course not.
Nick, um
You and Jo, I
presume it is serious?
Well, I think so.
Do you approve?
Would it matter if I didn't?
Well, of course it would.
You do like her, don't you?
Yes.
And I know Kate would
have liked her too.
Sorry I nearly forgot!
Susannah Temple-Richards rang earlier.
Any message?
No, she rang off rather abruptly.
But she did say it was urgent.
Right, I'll call her back.
I'm not I'm not
going to give you away.
I'm not going to say anything to
anybody about you ever being
I just want to be left alone.
PHONE RINGS
- You're not in.
My car's in the drive!
Well, it won't be, soon.
You planned this all
along, didn't you.
So what if I did?
It weren't fair,
me being left to rot.
We both killed our husbands
and what did you get?
Eighteen months.
What did I get? 15 years.
Well, me and Jed
are going to buy this place abroad.
We're planning it for ages.
Only he's no saint. And I can't
let him go on his own, can I?
Hey! You don't want to be lifting that.
You do yourself a
- Are you offering?
- Not with my back.
- What exactly do you want?
- A bit of business.
I only see people by appointment.
Hey, I've come to do you a favour.
What sort of a favour?
Y-you know that bureau you
were bidding for at the auction
you know, the one I got?
Well, when I got home, i-it didn't
really match the rest of my furniture.
Really? I thought it would have
fitted perfectly in your house.
Anyway, i-if you're still interested,
I'm prepared to let you have it.
I'm really not that bothered.
Hey! I'm not looking for a profit.
I mean, I'm prepared to take
what I paid for it, 35 guineas.
But I wasn't prepared to go to 35.
I know, but y-you went to 33.
I'll take it off your hands for 25.
25! You've more
chance of knitting fog.
Okay. 28.
Guineas.
You've got a deal, Mr. Greengrass.
I-It has to be readies.
- It's on the house.
- Thanks. You said anything to George?
Not yet.
You are still up for it, aren't you?
- Yeah, I am, but
- You don't trust me. Look.
- Look, it's not that.
- Here's the address, right?
And the phone number.
I'll make you very welcome.
- So, what was all that about then?
- Nothing.
Oh, come on, Gina.
You don't have that look on your face
when you've been talking to Claude.
You promise not to
tell me Uncle George?
Course.
Did you get what you
were after for sale then?
I got some old photos of Whitby.
Claude bought just
about everything else.
Ya, what a waste of time that was.
And I blame you.
Me? Why?
Well, all that rubbish you
were going on about
Arthur Logan's Victoria Cross.
Is that why you were
buying all that junk?
It's not funny, y'know, Maggie.
Are you sure he didn't tell you
where he's hidden his medals?
No.
Well, they weren't in the desk.
Now't but bills.
And the drawers, they got more
rubbish in than our front room.
What about the secret one?
Secret one. Wh-wh-what secret one?
Come on.
- We can't go yet.
- What do you mean?
We haven't enough money.
I was counting on you to get
more than a miserable £200
from your lady friend.
But we both got a
flight tomorrow night!
I need more cash.
You told me you'd be rolling.
I ran out of luck.
Yesterday's job was a dead loss.
- What happened?
- The till was empty.
Well, I don't care.
We'll go anyway.
You must have enough
for the deposit.
If I don't pay in full, we don't get
the bar. Do you understand that?
No livelihood, no cover.
But they'll wait for the rest.
What, tell me, tell me something.
Why is it you insists
on being so stupid?
They gave me a deadline.
So what do we do?
One more job.
- Another post office?
- Yep. The one in the village.
MUFFLED CRIES
VEHICLE DRAWS UP
- Susannah?
- Ooh!
Susannah?
She must have gone out.
Her car's not here.
Hello?
Anyway, we were
invited here tomorrow.
I wonder what's so urgent
it couldn't wait till then?
I'll try again in the morning.
CAR PULLS AWAY
You sure about the pensions?
Yeah, late on Thursday.
I'll go in. You keep a lookout.
- What about Suze?
- What about her?
Well, we can't leave her.
You told me you had
this under control.
Yeah, well, there's a problem.
Village copper.
He's invited for drinks tonight.
- You are joking.
- It's in her diary.
Well, you gonna have
to get her to cancel.
Called away unexpectedly
with her cousin.
He seemed a regular enough bloke.
But you think he's done a flit?
His bed wasn't slept in last
night and he'd taken his stuff.
You had no idea
where he was going?
He didn't intend paying,
he's hardly likely
to tell us, was he?
He was going to Spain.
Well, that's a bit out
of our area, I'm afraid.
I don't know what
you're sobbing about.
It's me what's out of pocket here.
He's opening a bar out there.
He offered me a job.
But last night I seen him with some
tart and they drove off together.
Oh, Gina.
I really believed him.
Look.
He even give me the address.
The Oasis Bar,
Calle Mayor, Alicante.
ALI 3764.
- That's the phone number.
- What's this bloke look like?
Well, he's Irish.
He's tall.
He's good-looking.
- And he was with a woman?
- Yeah. A right tart.
And she was older than him.
What sort of car were they in?
I'm not sure, Nick.
I think it was an estate.
Well, I reckoned you're better off.
Can I use your phone?
Now, exactly what we agreed.
Nice and cool and no tricks.
Hello Eileen.
It's Susannah Temple-Richards again.
Nick did try to get back to you.
Was it anything important?
I can't have them over
for drinks tonight.
Tell Maggie my old
troubles flared up.
I need specialist help
so I've made an appointment
with my man in Harley Street.
I'll let you know what he says.
Thanks Eileen.
Who's Maggie?
She's the girl friend.
Yes. She's a nurse.
Right, David.
If he says we can have it back,
I'll give you a shout, so be ready.
We only dropped it off last night!
Don't worry, you just be
prepared to get your skates on.
What?
- Ah, Mr. Trevor.
- Not you again.
Look, I want to have a word with
you about that desk I sold you.
I really shouldn't have done.
- It's a bit of a mistake.
- I thought it clashed with your decor.
Yes. No, but to tell you the truth,
I feel a bit guilty about it
cos let's face it,
it needs a lot doing to it.
I honestly, I have a feeling that
I sort of shoved it onto you,
so if you're not bothered,
I'll take it back.
I'm rather looking forward
to restoring it myself.
Yeah, I'm sure, but you see,
the other thing is,
it belonged to Arthur.
You know, Arthur Logan,
him and me are old pals.
Well, I feel a bit, you know,
sentimental about it.
All right. You can have it for 35.
I don't feel that sentimental.
You only paid 28.
25%. Not an unreasonable mark-up.
Well, I know that. You've only
had it for about five minutes.
Suit yourself.
All right. I'll give you 35.
Guineas.
Hello, Nick.
I've got a lead on those
post office robberies.
I'll have to go into Ashfordly.
Oh Nick, Susannah Temple-Richards
- I'll call round later.
- No, no, no, it's alright.
She phoned again
and left a message.
Apparently, she's got to go and
see a specialist in Harley Street,
so drinks are cancelled tonight.
She asked me if I
told Maggie as well.
I didn't know Maggie was invited.
Nor did she, I just phoned her.
She didn't know
Susannah was ill either.
Aarh! That's more like it.
Do you know about secret drawers?
Sorry, no.
Mind you, my mam used to tell
us stories about smugglers.
Now, they had secret drawers
and that, for hiding things.
Didn't tell you how to
open them, did she?
Course not.
It were a secret.
Control is putting an all-ports
warning out for Stanley.
At least we know where
he's heading, sarge.
But if we missed him and he's in Spain,
we can't extradite him.
Sarge, we got the paperwork
on that escaped prisoner.
Ah, thank you, Bellamy.
Who is this, sarge?
Ah, it's a Maureen Bristow.
She's just escaped from Askham.
I think I saw her in
Aidensfield yesterday.
Can we just concentrate on
Stanley for the moment?
This is definitely her.
But she's got blonde hair now.
She's in a car with
Susannah Temple-Richards.
That's an unlikely friendship.
Well, Susannah was at Askham,
same as this Maureen Bristow.
And you think Mrs. Temple-Richards
is harbouring an escaped prisoner?
Well, maybe not willingly.
She's been trying to
contact me urgently.
When I went around,
there was no reply.
- When was this?
- Yesterday.
She phoned again this morning,
left some obscure message with Eileen.
So, now we have an escaped prisoner
and Stanley to contend with?
Well, they could be together.
Gina saw Stanley getting into
a car with a older woman.
Could have been Susannah's car.
Right. You get over the house now.
I'll brief Bellamy and Ventress
and they can follow as backup.
Right, sarge.
Jed, why don't I take the cash
in Susannah's vanity case?
Huh, don't be silly.
Come on, let's get moving.
I wish you weren't doing this.
Would you ever stop complaining?
Come on, we need the money!
Suppose she's found
before the plane takes off?
Please make sure that she
won't be. Now, shut up!
Should you be doing that?
Stop asking dumb questions
and get me an 'ammer.
You can't smash it up,
Mr. Greengrass.
Look, if I find what I'm looking for,
it'll be worth ten times
what I paid for this.
Hey, what's this?
Let's have a look.
His service book.
The lying old devil.
He's in the same mob as me.
The only way you win a
VC in the Catering Corps
is if you got the enemy
to eat your cooking.
What's in here?
White fivers!
Who's a lucky lad?
No sign of the car.
Phil, you go round the back.
Alf?
The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde
GEORGIE FAME
Bonnie and Clyde
were pretty lookin' people
But I can tell you people
They're the devil's children
Bonnie and Clyde
began their evil doin'
One lazy afternoon
down Savannah Way
They're going to rob the store
and high-tailed outa that town
Susannah?
Got clean away
in a stolen car
And waited till the
heat died down
- Any sign of them?
- No.
Bonnie and Clyde
advanced their reputation
And made the graduation
Into the banking business
Reach for the sky
"Control to Delta Alpha 2-1.
Bellamy? Ventress?"
Who's going to tell Blaketon
that we miss them?
"Control to Delta Alpha 2-1.
Bellamy! Ventress!"
Delta Alpha 2-1 receiving.
"They just raided
Aidensfield Post Office."
"Seen heading towards
Ashfordly Road."
Sarge.
Is it enough?
Easily.
Damn.
- Speed up.
- It won't go any faster.
I knew we shouldn't
have done another one.
Shut up and drive.
- What are you slowing down for?
- We've had it. Look.
No, no, keep going.
You can get past him on that bend.
No, I can't!
Jed!
Get after him, Nick.
Come on. On your feet,
on your feet.
Ventress!
Don't just stand there.
Get after Rowan.
Bellamy, put this one in my car.
COWS LOWING
Get away.
Aargh!
Alright, now take it easy.
Take it easy.
You're in enough trouble as it is.
BANGING
Ugh!
Are you all right, miss?
There you are.
Take it out of that.
It's a bit early for jokes, Claude.
- You what?
- White fivers?
They're not legal anymore.
They stopped being legal years ago.
- You're joking!
- I'm not.
Well, either way, they must
be worth more, then,
they're probably a collector's item.
They might be,
but I'm not a collector.
Oh, I'll take 'em
round the bank then.
They'll not change 'em.
They're out of date, Claude.
Put it on the slate.
I think it's gonna be
one of those days.
It is. Because you haven't got one.
Thanks.
She told me I was implicated.
She made me believe I'd be
back in prison for assisting her.
It wouldn't have come to that.
They were going to park the car at
the airport and leave me there to die.
While they went to Spain.
- Maureen wasn't going to Spain.
- She was.
They were planning to
open a bar together.
Jed only booked one seat.
Hey!
What you lit a fire out here for?
The house was locked.
I shouldn't have asked, should I?
Is summat wrong, Mr. Greengrass?
They wouldn't change this
flamin' money, would they?
It's out of date.
Now we've smashed up the desk,
I can't even sell that.
Here. Have a present.
Hey look. I've stuck these
two bits back together now.
Ah, very good.
Put 'em on your fire.
What shall I do with the
rubbish from t'desk?
I've got plenty of me own.
Burn it.
I don't supposed
it's any consolation,
but I think that Jeb was
serious about the job in Spain.
No, it's not.
Cheeky beggar.
Takes off without paying and
tries to steal my barmaid!
You're better off here, Gina.
At least we know who
our local rogues are.
Yeah. And I can just
about handle them.
You wouldn't believe what
Claude tried to pull this morning.
He only tried to pay
me with a white fiver.
- Says he's got 50 of them.
- Lucky devil.
Why?
They're worthless, aren't they?
I don't know what you want,
but I'm warning you,
I'm not having a good day.
- I'm doing you a favour, Claude.
- Aye, and pigs might.
- Those fivers you found
- What about them?
Would you know how to cash them in?
You can't cash 'em in, can you,
'cos they're out of date.
The Bank of England will take them.
David! David!
Have you got that money I gave you?
You said it were rubbish
and to burn it!
You've not burnt the money?
Oh, you did, Mr. Greengrass. Look.
It's there.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪