Heartbeat (1992) s07e01 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? ♪
(SEA GULLS CRYING)
- He was so nice.
- Well, why wouldn't he be?
No-one goes in to buy an engagement
ring with a long face, do they?
Suppose not.
Thank you.
It's my pleasure.
Can't wear it yet though,
not till we've seen my folks.
No. Course not.
Somebody's bound to
see me if I jump the gun.
Bound to.
Mind you, who do
we know hereabouts?
- Absolutely nobody!
- Absolutely the right answer!
Move over, Liz Taylor.
I'll leave it with you and
your parents to fix a date.
I'll phone 'em as
soon as we get back.
Light the blue touch paper
and retire immediately.
They'll be fine.
They must be expecting something.
They expect you to grab a young farmer
with a few thousand acres to his name.
They'll be fine, I promise.
Good night, all.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
- Hello?
Is anybody there?
Oi!
(METALLIC CLUNK)
Hello, Keith.
He wants to see Mr. Sellars.
He can see a solicitor
in due course.
Sellars' assistant is next door.
In due course, Bellamy.
He's seeing no-one
until he coughs for it.
Thing is, we found
nothing on him, sarge.
And you expect me to
ask the dog section
to sniff out where he's
dump his bits and pieces?
- No, sarge.
- On your bikes, then.
Ever since he's got ??? in Ashfordly
Megson's led us a dance.
It's time he was moved on,
preferably as a guest of Her Majesty.
- Sorry to hold you up.
- All right if I go now?
Oh, yes. Where you off to?
Darby and Joan Mystery Tour.
- Bridlington again?
- They don't like surprises.
Nothing missing?
Yeah, not that I can see.
How about you, Linda?
No, nothing's been
moved, Mr. Kettley.
Looks like you got here
before he could fill his boots, eh.
Megson. Megson
Keith Megson. His name's
chalked up outside the cell.
Ah, yes. Yes. I believe he's
helping us with our enquiries.
I think Mr. Sellars
would want to know.
Well, I'm sure we
tried to phone him.
- Oh?
- Must have been engaged.
Well, perhaps WE
should have tried again?
Why waste ratepayers'
money, Mr. Rosser,
when you can tell him personally?
THE PARTRIDGE FAMILY:
I'm Into Something Good
Woke up this morning feeling fine
I've got something
special on my mind
Last night I met a new girl
in the neighbourhood
I hope you checked that properly.
Dig dig deep, Alf. Dig deep.
Tails.
Great!
Something tells me
I'm into something good
Like you said,
right to the bottom.
Well done, Phil.
Any news from
Bellamy and Ventress?
Not yet, sarge.
Well, I understand we've
got some saving up to do.
Who has?
You and us.
Oh, yeah.
Well, congratulations to you both.
Thank you, sarge.
I hope she knows what she's doing.
The life of a copper's wife, not
exactly a bed of roses now, is it?
I'll give her your best wishes.
Good morning, Sergeant.
Ah Mr. Sellars.
I've come to see Keith Megson.
Ah, yes. One of your
regular cash cows.
Yes, I prefer to call them clients.
May I see him?
Of course. You might tell him
we're applying for a warrant
to search his premises.
Do you think he'd
like us to use a key,
or would he prefer the treacle
and brown paper approach?
Try the key. Mr. Rosser from my
office will go down with your men
just to see that everything
is put back in its place.
Rowan!
Take him down.
Well, you took your time.
Looks like the stuff
Megson jettisoned, sarge.
Well good work
Bellamy, Ventress.
Right, now when
the warrant's signed,
you can turn his place upside down
see if you can find some more.
Yes, sarge.
I don't know what they're
talking about, Mr. Sellars.
I was nowhere near the bus depot.
So what WERE you doing?
I went into town for a drink.
I heard someone shout
after me in the dark.
It scared me, that's why I ran.
And they found nothing on you?
Completely clean.
So, what's the outlook?
Well, you'll be in
court later today.
Police will oppose bail.
And you'll probably be remanded
in custody for a week to await trial.
- A week! No, I can't!
- Can't what?
- Be banged up for a week.
- Why not?
Cos I'm getting married
Saturday, that's why not.
Ah. Tricky.
You know me better
than most, Mr. Sellars.
I've got me faults.
But getting wed to Marilyn
will be the making of me.
Well, she's an understanding woman,
than, is she, this Marilyn?
I don't know about that.
She's rich, though.
A widow from Whitby.
She thinks the world of me.
She booked the Registry
Office months ago.
I can't let her down, can I?
No, I suppose not.
Are you still living
in your caravan?
Yeah.
Ah, well, you see, Keith.
Bail can only be given to those
with a fixed place of residence.
I'm afraid your caravan
doesn't qualify.
Perhaps your wife-to-be will
offer surety and a place to stay?
No, no, no! She mustn't
know, Mr. Sellars.
Look, if she finds out there's a chance
of me going down, all bets would be off.
All right. Who else do we know?
(BARKING)
Mr. Greengrass?
I could be.
Derek Rosser from Sellars,
Phipps and Vinecombe, solicitors.
What do you want?
I'm here on an errand of
mercy for a friend of yours.
- Really?
- Keith Megson.
Keith Megson a friend?
- Ha, ha, ha!
- That's what he said.
Well, no matter what he says,
it's got nowt to do with me.
And whatever he says I was,
I wasn't.
Mr. Greengrass
I hope you realized Megson's
got a criminal record.
I don't mix with people like that.
Mr. Greengrass,
just give me a moment.
I think you'll like what you hear.
Your bosses are going to
guarantee all this, aren't they?
Absolutely.
All three of them,
Whatsit, Doings and Vinegar?
Sellars, Phipps and Vinecombe.
We're a well respected
practice, Mr. Greengrass.
We wouldn't involve you in this
unless it was right for all parties.
Will the accused stand?
Mr. Megson, you are here on
a charge of garage breaking.
The police are not yet able
to prosecute your case.
And it will therefore be
adjourned for one week.
Sergeant Blaketon?
We request a remand
in custody, ma'am.
The defendant has no fixed abode.
And we believe there might be
a danger that he will abscond.
Very well.
Ma'am, if it please the court, I would
like to oppose a remand in custody.
On what grounds, Mr. Sellars?
I believe the evidence in this
case is at best circumstantial,
and that my client will plead
Not Guilty in due course.
But ma'am, Mr. Megson
lives in a caravan!
One moment, please.
Ma'am, if the court were concerned
that my client might abscond,
perhaps it will be willing to
give him conditional bail.
The conditions being?
That he takes residence with a
respected member of the community.
- You have someone in mind, I assume?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Is he in court?
- He is, ma'am.
A reputable businessman and
long time freeholder of Aidensfield,
Mr. Claude Greengrass.
Ma'am, I object in the
strongest possible terms.
You know this gentleman?
Aye, I know him.
And I know him to
be totally unreliable.
Let the bench be the
judge of that, Sergeant.
Proceed, Mr. Sellars.
Ma'am, Mr. Greengrass would be
willing to put up a surety of £50.
£50? I thought you
said it would be £25!
Can you knock it down
a bit, Your Honour?
We are not here to haggle,
Mr. Greengrass.
You would forfeit the money
only if the defendant fail to
appear before us on the due date.
Now, please step
forward and take the oath.
(I'll swing for him
one of these days.)
Looks like I got Megson
coming my way, sarge.
Aye, well, just keep
your eye on him.
And him.
Morning.
I do solemnly swear that
the evidence I shall give
shall be the truth,
the whole truth
Oh, it's gorgeous!
I want one!
Oh, it's really lovely, Jo.
Well, it looks like I'll
have to buy me own
now you've taken
the only fella I fancy!
Hey, what are you doing?
I can't wear it till it's official.
It's an on-off engagement.
Nobody's supposed to know.
We haven't even
told my parents yet.
Oh, I see.
Well, it's just about the worst-
kept secret in Aidensfield.
So you better hurry up!
What secret?
Ooh, here's one who doesn't know!
Surprising, really.
There's one in for you.
Thank you.
Looks like your investment's
paying off already.
How's George?
No change, really.
The doctors think he's making
some progress, apparently.
But me Auntie Mary said
he's still very down.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Give him my best.
Yeah, I will.
Has Claude been in yet?
No. He's usually in at this time.
Something must have come up.
It's ready, Keith!
Keith!
- Linda! Hey, Linda!
- I can't be seen with you.
- Why not?
- It was you who broke in, wasn't it.
Broke in where?
I let slip there will be
money in the office.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
I told you what day
I bank the fares.
Don't lie to me, Keith.
You're out on bail for it.
Linda.
If anyone sees me with you,
they'll think I was part of it.
- Look
- It was you, wasn't it?
Wasn't it?
Yeah!
I'll lose my job, you know that?
How long we've been
seeing each other?
Two weeks? Who's seen us?
Nobody to speak of.
The police said you're
a professional thief!
The police! Listen, I've had
a lot of bad luck in my life.
Oh, yeah!
I've done wrong, I know that.
But listen, I've had a bit of
luck this time. I met you.
It's true.
I've never met anyone like you.
I wanted the money for us!
Oh, no!
I know. I know it was stupid.
The police haven't got a case.
Once the court chuck it out,
that'll be it.
I'll be clear. No more thieving.
I promise.
Megson! What are you
messing about at?
Come on. Get
He's coming.
You didn't say what
you wanted him for.
No.
- Morning, Keith.
- Morning.
- Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep.
- So you should be.
- Late night?
- What's up?
Where were you last night?
- Here.
- You didn't go out?
No.
- Other than for a breather.
- A breather?
Yeah, I went outside for a bit.
Claude was smoke-bombing
the place with a frying pan.
I had to get some fresh
air or choke to death.
Why? What's going on?
There was a break-in.
Some jewellery stolen from an
old lady sometime last night.
So of course you thought of me.
Well, Sergeant Blaketon said I
should make you my first call.
Yeah, well, he would
say that, wouldn't he?
- Excuse me. Hey, can I have a word?
- What?
- You popped out for a breather?
- So?
I didn't come down in the
last shower, you know.
You were gone for an hour or more.
I didn't do the job, Claude.
Honest, on my mother's grave.
You wouldn't know where to find it.
I've got good money riding on you.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- It's alright, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Until you sign that
wedding certificate,
I want you where I can see you!
Listen. Do you think I'm gonna
blow the chance of getting wed
to my for the sake
of a few trinkets?
They haven't got a case, Claude.
That's why they're trying to
pin something else on me.
Listen. Trust me,
and you'll be quids in.
What do you mean,
'second thoughts'?
When Mr. Rosser asked
me to take Megson in,
I honestly didn't realise
the risk I was taking.
What risk?
Mr. Rosser should have made it clear
that you'd be rewarded handsomely
from the proceeds of Mr. Megson's
forthcoming marriage.
A profit of £30. Rosser?
Yes sir, I made that
clear, Mr. Sellars.
So you can't lose.
Can't I? What if he
decides to scarper?
I mean, I've got a £50 dent
in my back pocket, haven't I?
Mr. Megson has no
reason to abscond.
That's as likely, but I mean, look,
I'm sorry, but I want
you to get me out of it.
- I'm afraid that's not possible.
- Why?
You swore an oath in court and
only the court can release you.
See Mr. Greengrass out,
would you please, Rosser.
Do you think they might accept
a note from the doctor?
Thank you, Mr. Greengrass.
Two big stars
Two big stars and you've
got lots of little ones.
Can make another little one?
Yes.
You can phone your
parents from here.
That's okay. I'll call them when
I get home. Thanks, Eileen.
I don't mean to nag, Jo,
but they'll be very hurt if
they find out for themselves.
Yes, I know.
You do think they'll be
pleased, don't you?
Yes, of course.
Then let them enjoy the
good news like the rest of us.
Go on, arrange to go and see them.
All right, I give in.
I'll talk to them now.
Hello?
Who's there?
(DOOR OPENS)
Oh, thank you!
Say eleven o'clock?
All right, see you both then.
Love to Dad.
Bye, Mum. Bye.
- Done.
- Did she guess?
I said we were driving
through York and we'd call in.
(PHONE RINGS)
Aidensfield Police.
Where?
All right. On my way.
Whoever it was had
a good nose for it.
- Where's Mrs. Forrest?
- Inside.
I got Maggie in to have a look at her.
She's all of a tremble.
- Did she see anything?
- No.
She was poorly in bed
when it happened.
I couldn't get downstairs
quickly enough.
Oh, me lovely pieces of jewellery.
Things I was going to
hand on to my children.
In broad daylight,
and me in me own bed.
If you'd gone dancing,
it could have been worse.
They'd have had time to take more.
Dancing?
Ida normally goes to the tea dance
with the Darby and Joan today.
We have a lovely day out in Whitby.
I don't think I'll ever
want to dance again.
I'm convinced it's Megson,
so go and bring him in.
He knows he's being sent down.
So while he's out on
bail he's nicking stuff
and burying it for
when he comes out.
- It's textbook criminal behaviour.
- Yeah, well
- Or do you have another theory?
- Not really, no, sarge.
Well, go and bring him in.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
- Yes, Rosser?
- Mr. Greengrass's just on the phone.
- Oh, what is it now?
Keith Megson was taken in to
Ashfordly Police Station last night.
- Under arrest?
- Wasn't clear. Shall I go over?
No. I'll deal with this.
It's time Sgt Blaketon had his
knuckles rapped. Take my calls.
We've done the bingo
run for five or six years.
The tea dance for as
long I can remember.
- You do the driving?
- It's either Eric or me.
You must know your
customers pretty well.
Yeah.
Why are you giving me this stuff?
We've had two more break-ins.
The first one happened when
the victim was out at bingo.
Well, the other should've been at
the tea dance, if she didn't had flu.
Method of entry was the same
as the one used to break in here.
So, the fella who got
bail is at it again, eh?
It's possible.
The night he broke in,
could he have seen a list of
people who'd booked trips?
Well, Linda keeps a record of
those booking proper holidays,
paying deposits and so on.
But not those for the weekly runs.
I mean, they turn up at the
pick-up points as and when.
And who's been the driver on the
bingo and dance trips this week?
It's me. Eric's done
the local services.
Have you got a local timetable?
Yes. Linda, where's the timetable?
He'll be in soon if you
want to speak to him.
Thank you.
Mr. Sellars, can I
have a word, please?
- Where is he?
- Who?
- Mr. Megson?
- He's inside somewhere.
Look, I'm dead worried about
that money I've put down.
I mean, I know what the
police are trying to do.
They're trying to harass him
into making a run for it.
So, he'll break his bail
and I'll go bankrupt.
I mean, it's alright for you
but I'm self-employed!
Back again?
We've had two more burglaries.
I'd heard.
Bus gossip.
Spreads like wildfire.
Do you know the two
women concerned?
Yes. They're regulars.
Do you know them well enough
to know if they're well-off or not?
I wouldn't say well-off.
Comfortable, I'd guess. Why?
Well, whoever broke into their homes
knew it wouldn't be a waste of time.
You have no right keeping
Mr. Megson here any longer.
- I have a duty to solve these crimes.
- Then solve them.
And stop accusing him of every
crime within a ten mile radius!
You haven't got a
scrap of evidence.
You don't know that, Megson.
Bail was granted to my client
and you have tried to frustrate
that order at every turn!
I won't hesitate to ask the
bench to consider your action
as contempt of court if
you don't release him.
You were great there, Mr. Sellars.
- They were trying to frame me.
- Apparently so.
That's why I advise you to
stay close to Mr. Greengrass.
Listen here, can I have a
word about this, Mr. Sellars.
Look, it's not doing my
blood pressure any good.
Thank you, Mr. Greengrass.
All right, Megson!
Megson. Megson!
You lost something, Claude?
Yeah, my sense of humour.
- Morning.
- Morning.
- Is Blaketon in?
- Yeah, but I wouldn't disturb him.
Why, what's up?
Sellars just made
mincemeat out of him.
Where's Alf?
He was under here a moment ago.
Any joy at the bus depot?
No, I don't think so.
I thought one of the drivers
could have been involved,
but on checking the timetable,
didn't have the opportunity.
Megson still favourite, then?
If it is him, somebody must be
giving him inside information.
- Night, Mr. Kettley.
- Night, Linda.
- Get off me!
- I just want to talk to you.
- I want nothing more to do with you.
- I waited for you. Where were you?
- Get off!
- All right. Okay.
What's going on?
The police say you've
done two more break-ins.
- It's lies, Linda.
- I don't believe you!
- I swear it.
- Don't insult me.
You think I'd risk it after everything
I said about you and me?
Talk to the wall, Keith.
They're trying to set me up.
Don't you see that?
If I'm seen with you,
I'm finished!
We could go away,
somewhere where nobody knows us.
Talk sense.
I mean it, Linda.
I want to go now.
It's smaller inside than
it looks from out here.
Come on.
- Oh, you're early. Come in.
- We made good time.
- Hello, Nick.
- Hello, Mrs. Weston.
Come on in.
Graham's in the garden.
I'll go and get him.
No let Nick.
Oh. Yes, all right.
He's round the back.
Just go through that door at the end.
Right.
Come on. I'll make
you a cup of tea.
- Oh, hello, Nick!
- Mr. Weston.
Good to see you again.
- En route, are you?
- Yes.
Got time for a bite to eat?
Well, not really, no.
Ah, pity. Come to drag me in?
Yeah and have a word with you.
Mmm?
Yeah.
Fire away.
Well, it's about Jo and me.
Well, you know we've been seeing
each other for quite a while now.
Well, she's said nothing
to the contrary,
so I assume you were
still in the here.
Well, things have developed.
Oh?
I've asked Jo to marry me,
Mr. Weston.
Oh. Oh, I see.
And has she agreed?
Yeah. And we'd like it if
you'd give your approval.
My approval.
(CHUCKLES)
Yes, well. Goodness.
A surprise, I must say.
Give me your coat, Nick.
Tea, Nick?
Oh yes, please.
- Graham?
- Ah yes, please.
Something happened?
Yes, dear. Good news.
Jo and Nick are engaged.
Engaged?
I said you'd be surprised.
I can't believe it!
We've been seeing each
other for months, Mum.
You must have expected something.
Yes, I expected more of you.
More what?
More sense, for heaven's sake!
I've nothing against Nick,
but he has a family.
Don't you think I've
taken that into account?
How should I know?
You haven't taken us into account.
Fiona
You are throwing everything we've
ever given you back in our faces.
What?
We didn't bring you up to
be handcuffed to a sink,
a child
and a village bobby?
Fiona!
It's all your fault
it's gone this far!
Look, I don't know what you
intended for Jo, Mrs. Weston.
But she's old enough to
know what she wants.
And she'll carry on with her
teaching career as before.
No doubt she'll need the money.
Mum, Nick and I love one another.
I'm having nothing to
do with this nonsense.
Fiona, please
And neither are you!
- She doesn't mean it.
- Of course I mean it!
- It's not you, Nick.
- Yes, it is.
Why don't you just
come out and say
that you don't think he's
good enough for me?
Well, you said it.
The truth is he's too good,
he's too good for me probably.
And he's certainly too good for
a mean-minded snob like you!
- Jo
- You keep out of it.
No, I can't keep out
of it, Mrs. Weston.
I love Jo and I'm sorry you
don't think it's a good idea,
but we're getting married
with or without your blessing.
I know you never wanted
me to be happy
but you didn't have to prove it.
Jo!
GERRY AND THE PACEMAKERS:
Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying
Don't let the sun catch you crying
Come on. To hell with them.
It's all right.
Your heart may be broken tonight
But tomorrow in the morning light
Right, I'll be off then, Claude.
Off? Off where?
Marilyn's. Can you let
me have the truck?
- Ah. So long as I'm in it with you.
- You what?
You think I'm letting you go
over there on your own?
Pigs might!
Keith!
You've got a visitor.
Marilyn, Claude Greengrass.
Hello.
It's about 40 quid's worth.
What did I tell you, eh, Claude?
Need any help, Marilyn?
Possibly.
What can I do for
you then, darling?
Is this all right?
Yeah!
That seems all right.
Hey, hey! Guests, remember?
What did you bring him for?
Well, you've not really met
anyone I know, have you?
- Was he your first choice?
- Of course not.
He just happened to be coming
over here. He's in antiques.
- I can't wait, Keith.
- I can see that.
- Got your new suit organised?
- Yeah. Pick it up Friday.
- No last minute doubts?
- Not on your life.
Morning.
Thought it was a bit quiet in here!
Tea's up, Claude.
Keith tells me you're in antiques.
Ah well, I've been known to dabble.
I'm short of one or
two pieces myself.
Oh, really?
They're on my wedding list.
You're really subtle, you know that.
Not many shopping days to go.
Are there, Claude.
(WEAK CHUCKLE)
Use the orange one.
Do the pussy-cat's skirt, that's it.
I'm sorry it went so badly.
Her mum was really angry.
Will she come round?
I doubt it.
I reckon it's gonna be a small do.
Not that I'm bothered.
I had all that before.
Shame for Jo, though.
(PHONE RINGS)
Telephone.
I'll get it.
Aidensfield Police.
"Hello, Mr. Rowan.
It's Ida Forrest."
I've found something.
Can you describe the
man you bought it from?
Thirties, medium build.
He wore glasses and a trilby.
Is this him?
Hard to say.
Is this all he had?
No, he wanted to sell
a number of pieces.
Well, didn't that make
you suspicious?
No. People are always
running short of cash.
Some things I have to
take on trust, constable.
(GRUNTING)
Megson?
Megson!
What?
Megson?
Oh, you're out here, are you?
Large as life, Claude.
Large as life.
Yeah, twice as ugly.
Come on, inside.
Amazing. And nothing
else has been touched.
She heard about the
other two break-ins,
and was sure no-one
would find this.
Well, you can see her point.
How much was this stuff worth?
More than you and
me can earn in a year.
She doesn't look like she's got
together.
Why didn't she put it in a bank?
Why, it must be something
they ate during the war.
What's that?
Spanton's Tailors.
3:30 Friday.
Alright, you hold on here.
I'll go and check this out.
Rowan? It IS Megson's appointment
card, Mr. Spanton's just confirmed it.
So bring him in and cuff him.
This time he's staying.
Oh, not you again. What now?
- Where's Keith?
- He's inside.
Hey, ain't it about time you stop
persecuting an innocent man?
I'll get you a season ticket.
- Not you lot again. What is it now?
- Get your coat, Keith.
And your toothbrush.
I don't believe this.
Don't tell me.
You've had another break-in.
Last night. How did you guess?
He were here all last night.
Careful, Claude. This time Keith
slipped up. Left a calling card.
What?
A tailor's business card with
your Friday appointment on it.
He were never out
of my sight, honest!
I'll get a jacket.
He was definitely
here all last night!
Oh, leave off, Claude.
It's boring.
Keith!
Keith!
Come on, don't be stupid!
Open the door.
Keith!
Hey, don't
Oh, that's marvellous, that is!
Innocent man?
What do you say now?
I think I can say
goodbye to 50 quid!
Well, division have organised
roadblocks east and west.
Well, we reckon he's heading
towards the coast, sarge,
hoping the woman he's
going to marry will help him.
Well, let's make sure he's
honeymooning in Armley.
Rowan, wrap it up at
the scene of the crime.
Right, sarge.
- Mrs. Franklin?
- Is there any hope, do you think?
Well, we have an idea
who might have done it.
Oh, well
But even if we arrest someone,
we may not recover
all of your valuables.
You said no-one knew about them?
Well, I didn't show
them off, Constable.
Just the odd item when I
went to bingo, that's all.
But your family knew?
Oh, of course.
But even they don't
know my hiding place.
I'm more upset for them
than I am for myself.
I'd only just put things
straight in my will.
Which one to get which item,
you know.
If your family didn't know and
something happened
to you unexpectedly, say,
how would they have found them?
Oh, it's in my will.
Your will states where
the jewellery is hidden?
Of course. I'm not so stupid.
Who's your solicitor, Mrs. Franklin?
Oh, a nice young man at
Sellars, Phipps, and Vinecomb.
- "Mr. Rosser?"
- "Yes. Yes, that's the name."
"He's not a partner,
but very obliging."
Hmm. Very nice.
I'm not sure I could take the set.
I can't break it.
If you're willing to wait,
I'll call someone who
might come in with me.
Okay, I'll tell him.
Phil
When you and Alf searched Megson's
caravan, who let you in?
Rosser. He watched us like a hawk.
That's where he got the card.
Look, there's a message
from the station.
Black's jewellers has been on.
Said the man who sold them
the brooch is in the shop now.
He's busy at the moment.
He said he'd call back.
- Did he say when?
- As soon as he can.
If you'd rather not wait
No. I'll wait.
THE MONKEES:
Last Train To Clarksville
There they are.
No Megson, though.
Well, he wasn't hanging about.
They could've missed him.
Well, they set up 20 minutes ago.
By my reckoning, he had
to have done 90-plus
to have been through
them before then.
Perhaps he's going west.
Sorry about the delay.
Could you ring him again,
ask him how long?
(SCREECHING TYRES)
That was him!
Right Megson, outside!
You come with me.
Yes, I'm sure you'd like it.
It's just your thing.
If you took the bracelet and earrings,
I could buy the necklace.
The quality's excellent.
Diamonds, rubies
This sort of thing
doesn't come up often.
That's him!
All right! All right!
But you're gonna keep
him in here now, surely?
I thought he was
a friend of yours.
Aye, well. You thought
wrong, didn't you.
Then why did you stand his bail?
It was a business arrangement.
Well, you can relax now.
Looks like he's in
for the duration.
Him and his girlfriend.
Girlfriend?
Yeah. The one he ran off with.
Girl from the bus depot.
A girl from the bus depot?
Yeah.
- Dirty, lying little toerag.
- What's up?
Ask his rich wife-to-be that was!
Hey, that's the bloke
I told you about.
He's the one that lumbered
me in the first place!
- I want a word with him!
- Yeah. Later, Claude.
I didn't do it!
I didn't do any of 'em!
Just stop wasting
my time, Megson!
You're browbeating my client.
Take it to court and
stop wasting our time!
(KNOCKING)
- Yes?
Sarge
Can't you see I'm in the
middle an interview, Rowan!
I thought you'd rather question
the guilty man instead.
I've got good news for you, Linda.
We know you weren't involved.
Keith didn't do the burglaries.
- He didn't?
- No.
What about the break-in
at the depot?
Oh, that's different.
I didn't know about that, either.
We know.
- Am I free to go now?
- Hmm.
Keith as well?
Well, he's still on bail
But he's gone already.
Oh.
Look, it's none of my business
but you'd do as well
to steer clear of him.
He said he loved me.
Yes.
THE HOLLIES:
Just One Look
You want to hold it
there for me, please!
Nice big smile!
Wonderful. Thank you very much.
Just one look
And I felt so I, I
I'm in love
With you, oh, oh
Married man, eh?
Hard to credit.
Look at the bright side.
You could be sent down next week.
What about the uppance?
- What, you want it now?
- No, yesterday, come on!
- You think I've done the right thing?
- You can't lose, Keith.
You think?
Well, however she turns out, lad,
she's still going to be too
good for you, ain't she!
You're a real mate,
you are, Claude.
Catch!
Claude's got the money, folks,
so anything you want in
the pub across the road.
Sorry! I'm sorry!
How wrong can you be?
He wasn't my cup of tea,
but qualified and ambitious.
Well, that was his problem.
He said he knew he
had no future with you,
but was desperate to get the
money to start up on his own.
Well, he knew Megson's
MO in detail.
And which of your clients
had jewellery stashed away.
When Megson got bail,
he couldn't resist.
Well
I think I need a drink.
You do appreciate how damaging
this could be to my practice?
We're an old established firm
but we have nothing
without our good name.
Rather like us, Mr. Sellars.
Yes of course.
Well, don't just stand there.
Make the tea!
I'll supply the cream cakes.
Right, sarge.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪