Heartbeat (1992) s07e03 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? ♪
HORN
Have you got it ready?
Yeah. How did he like the last lot?
Very happy. Says you must
be the best in the business.
What a knowledgeable
gentleman he must be!
(LAUGHS)
- It's in the shed round the back.
- Right.
Who exactly is this mate of yours?
It's my brother-in-law.
He's got a butcher's shop
over beyond Pickering.
He's started specialising
in game pies.
Hey! He wondered if you
could get him a few hares?
I won't mind being able
to get a few for myself.
Eh?
It don't matter.
How many does he want?
As many as you can get.
He'll pay two bob each.
He won't get many round here.
But I know some lads who
might be able to get him a few.
Right. I'd better be going.
Don't forget the uppence.
Oh, aye. Thirty bob.
Ta.
Don't your firm mind
you borrowing their van?
They don't know.
Night watchman's a ???, turns a
blind eye when I need the keys.
You'll have to introduce me!
(LAUGHS)
- "Emergency. Which service?"
- Police.
The new owners want
to move in right away.
So, what are you going to do?
I'll shift my stuff
after school today.
Actually looking forward
to moving in with Maggie.
It's a shame you can't
move in with me.
Well, I think we'd
better let my parents
get used to the idea of the wedding
before we spring that one on them.
Yeah, I suppose so.
I'll come round and help
you pack after work.
Oh, thanks.
It shouldn't take too long.
Maggie's lending me the Land Rover.
Time to try your
Little Bo Peep act, Nick.
You what?
There's sheep loose
all over Walnut Lane.
Could've been mutton on
the menu at the pub today!
- Thanks, Gina.
- Ta-ra.
I'd better go.
See you later.
This attempted raid on the
Sangers' factory last night
looks like the same mob
that cleaned out Fairbrothers'.
It's certainly the way Harrogate
CID seem to think, sarge.
You haven't been sucking up to
those flash Harrys, I hope, Bellamy,
with their expensive suits
and free beer money?
They rang up, sarge.
They're on their way over.
Well, naturally, we'll give
them all our cooperation.
- Ventress?
- Sarge.
You know, if you lot
put as much energy
into police work as
you do into gossip,
then this station would have the
best clear-up record in Yorkshire!
And where's Rowan?
When I say nine o'clock,
I mean nine o'clock,
not two minutes past!
"Control to Delta Alpha 2-4.
Where the blazes are you, Rowan?"
"Rowan? Come in!"
I'm going to have to go.
Find out who left that
gate open, shall we?
"Are you receiving me, Rowan?"
"Rowan?"
Sarge.
TELEPHONE PIPS,
MONEY FALLS INTO SLO
Hello, Harry. Claude Greengrass.
No, you're not that lucky.
I was wondering if you and your
lads could get me a few hares.
Good. The old ones
are always the best.
Don't muck about.
Can you get any or not?
As many as you can get.
I'll give you a shilling each.
The only snag is I
want them pretty quick.
How quick do you think?
Yesterday.
All right, son.
Right, I'll be seeing you,
ta-ra. Ta-ra, mate.
CHANGE DROPS
Right. Quieten down now, please,
while I take the register.
Quickly.
- Right. Robert Chalk?
- Yes, miss.
- Jennifer Clarke?
- Yes, miss.
Dennis Cross?
- Where's Den?
- Don't know.
I hope he's not ill again.
He were all right yesterday.
Doreen Hope?
THE FORTUNES:
You've Got Your Troubles
I've seen that worried
look before
- Is that you, Den?
- Yes.
- Did you get my magazine?
- Yes, Mum.
You've got your troubles
I've got mine
You've found somebody
else to take your place ♪
- There you are.
- You're a good boy.
Did you get my wool?
It won't be in till next week.
Mrs. Simmond says
she'll put it by for you.
How about the logs?
He'll drop them over Friday.
I've done everything on your list.
I've got to go, mum.
You can't go out
without breakfast.
I'm not hungry.
Well, I could do with something.
Just a bit of toast, maybe?
Wouldn't take you a minute.
(WEARILY) Okay, Mum.
(SIGHS)
I can't look at this now.
The print's too small and I
already have a headache.
Maybe you'll read it to me later?
I've got to go to school, mum.
I'm already late.
I'll write you another sick note.
I don't want Miss Weston
on my back again.
Oh, please, Den.
You know I get lonely
when you're out all day.
Okay, Mum.
Their Chief Super's
as flash as they come.
Well, that must have
got up Blaketon's nose.
Oh, he's in a filthy mood this
morning. Watch your step.
And about time too, Rowan.
There's work to be done.
Yeah, well Alf's filled me
in on the raid at Sangers.
I gather we have to cooperate
with Harrogate CID.
- Not exactly the way they see it.
- No?
They're not expecting much help
from wooden-top yokels like us.
And after this morning,
who can blame them?
But I'd like to show them we can
clear up things on our own patch.
Yes, sarge.
Right. Then go and talk to Albert Potter,
the Sangers' night watchman.
He's just been
released from hospital.
I want to know everything
he saw and heard.
Right, sarge.
And don't stop off to play
with any more sheep!
And there's me saying
we never see any.
Alfred, come here, son.
Go fetch!
That lot should have been
on the road by nine!
It's not our fault, boss.
We've all had to make statements.
That took time.
Mr. Sangers?
That's right.
I don't suppose you've
managed to catch them?
Not yet, Mr. Sangers.
Well, you won't find them here.
They were probably out of the country
before your lot responded to the 999!
I'd just like to check
a few more details.
Again?
I've been through it all with CID.
You'd better come in the office.
Best of luck, mate, mood he's in!
So, the wages are always kept in the
safe on Wednesday nights, right?
Yeah. What of it?
Well, if it's common practice, a lot
of people would know, wouldn't they?
Are you saying it was our fault?
I'm just trying to establish a
reason for them coming here.
The gang we think are responsible
usually go after bigger businesses.
Must have been the
lure of easy money.
Well, it was a good thing we had
a night watchman on the job, then.
Saved your red faces.
The more you can tell us,
the more chance we've got
of catching them. Mr. Potter.
Oh yes, of course. Of course.
You'll have some tea, will you?
I've a pot fresh brewed.
Thanks.
When did you first realise
something was up?
Well, when I heard
the window breaking.
Now biscuit?
No. No, thanks.
So, that must have
been how they got in.
Well, I suppose so.
They were through to the
office by the time I got there.
I made them myself.
Well, in that case, thank you.
They're nice.
They must have known
the layout of the place
to reach the safe that quick.
I suppose so.
I'd never thought about that.
How many of them did you see?
Oh, there were three.
Can you describe them?
Well, they were big.
Well, they wore stocking
masks and dark clothes,
that's all I can tell you.
- Height? Weight?
- They were big fellas!
I were proper scared, but I told
them I'd already called the police.
That put the wind up them.
They knocked me down
and made a run for it.
All they got away with
was the petty cash box.
You're a brave man, Mr. Potter.
Or stupid!
My Elizabeth always said
I never stopped to think
what I was letting myself in for.
My wife
died three years back.
Well, I'm sure she'd have
been very proud of you.
"Jane looked back at
the gates of the lodge"
"and realised she could
never leave it all behind."
"It was her home,
the only one she knew."
"The light was on at the stable block.
Stephen must be there."
"Whenever Stephen was home,
her heart leapt."
Den?
- Where are you going?
- Out. I thought you'd gone to sleep.
Stay with me a bit longer.
- Oh, Mum.
- Please, Den.
Yeah, I know you've been
over this a few times now,
but it's amazing how little
things can come back to you.
Anything you remember
could be useful.
Ah. Oh, that's what the
CID fellow said to me.
Did they have any
tools or explosives?
I don't know.
It all happened so quick.
I told you all I know.
All right, Mr. Potter.
Jot down anything else you remember
and give me a call at the station.
Would you come and see me again?
Of course.
That'll be nice.
I don't get many visitors.
Has Bernie Scripps been in?
He won't be in today.
He's got a big funeral.
About time he made up his
mind what business he's in.
I mean, he's supposed
to be fixing my lorry
instead of that he's
bunging bodies in boxes!
I don't supposed he
said owt to you about
whether my lorry's
finished or not?
Bernie doesn't give
me progress reports
on every old banger
he's got in the garage.
Why don't you ask him yourself?
Because I haven't seen him,
that's why I'm asking you!
Well, he's in here
every night, Claude.
I know, but I've got no
flaming transport, have I?
Not only that but, I've been
a bit busy myself lately.
Really?
Well, it sounds like you can afford to
pay a bit more off your slate, then.
I ought to keep my big mouth shut.
What do I owe?
- Two quid.
- Two quid?
Right, here. Here's one of them.
Thanks.
This pain is getting worse.
You ought to see a doctor.
What do they know about anything?
They might be able to help.
I had enough of doctors
when your dad died.
Always asking questions,
filling forms,
poking their noses into
everyone's business.
I'll need some water for these.
I'll put some by your bed.
It's time for your afternoon nap.
I don't want to go upstairs.
I don't feel tired.
You always feel
better after a sleep.
Do you a lot more good than pills.
I've told you. I'm not tired.
Just go to bed, Mum.
Are you going somewhere?
I can't stay in all the time, mum.
Anyway, you won't even notice.
You know I hate it
when I'm on my own.
I've got to get out
sometimes, Mum!
Hey, you've done well there, Harry.
How many were there?
Seven? Eight?
Ten!
Worth a try.
Eh, who's this?
- They with you?
- Yup.
Looks as if they've got a few
that won't be mad in March!
Mind you, I bet they're not
all that happy at the moment!
So, you didn't have much
luck with Potter, then?
Only that he took them by surprise
and told them he'd
already called the police.
Well, they must have had a
getaway vehicle and a driver nearby.
It's most likely parked
in Craybridge Lane.
It's quieter that time of night,
only the odd courting couple.
Somebody might have
seen them driving off.
Well, you lot had better get out there,
start asking questions,
see what you can turn up.
Oo, that sounds
like a lot of legwork.
I thought this was Harrogate's case.
We don't want to duplicate work
that they should have done.
One of the sacred
truths of life, Ventress,
is the vast majority of
crime is not solved
by detectives swanning
around in fast cars.
It's down to the hard graft of the
uniformed copper on the beat.
That's what gives the
public confidence in us.
(Here endeth the first lesson!)
- Who is it?
- It's me, Mr Greengrass. Den Cross.
- What do you want?
- I brought you this.
Where did you get it?
I caught it. By the meadow.
Won't you buy it off me?
Yeah, all right.
I'll give you a shilling.
- 'Ere!
- What?
You're getting two
bob for each of 'em.
- Who told you that?
- Never you mind. Come on.
I want one and six or I'll tell!
You'll go far.
The sooner the better.
I want to stop along the
way and see Mrs. Cross.
Den's been missing
a lot of school lately.
- Playing hooky?
- That's what I want to find out.
I thought I was the one who
couldn't leave work behind!
Come on. It won't take long.
THE SHADOWS:
Shindig
I'll get it, lads.
Ready?
Thanks, miss.
There you go, Phil.
All this tramping about
must be keeping you fit?
Well, thirsty.
I don't know why we're
wasting so much time.
When they only took
the petty cash.
- I blame your boss!
- Eh?
Well, if Sanger hadn't
bawled out Blaketon
he won't feel as if he
has so much to prove.
He bawls everybody out.
His dad were a real gent.
But since he's taken
over, nothing's right.
I thought you'd emigrated.
I don't supposed you've
seen Bernie, have you,
because he's not in the garage.
No, Claude. Sorry.
I'm getting fed up with
walking about everywhere.
What trouble your truck, anyway?
Probably just needs
hitting with a hammer,
which is what I'll do with
him when I see him.
Oh, hi, Tony.
Everything all right for tonight?
There's a problem.
I can't get the van.
You what?
There was a break-in at
the factory last night.
I was lucky to get the keys back
without anybody noticing.
That's a lovely ???.
I've got half the wildlife
of North Yorkshire
sitting in my shed
waiting for you to fetch it.
Well, I can't tonight.
Anyroad, I thought your truck
was going to be ready today.
- Yeah. Snap!
- Well, we'll have to leave it then.
Leave it? I've paid out
good money for it.
Half the layabouts in the area
bringing dead hares up to my place.
I can't have it hanging
about indefinitely,
otherwise the law'll start sniffing.
Look, I'll give my
brother-in-law a ring
see if he can come over
tomorrow afternoon.
Tell him it's urgent.
- Eh, I brought you this.
- What is it?
A piece of my
brother-in-law's game pie.
Beautiful.
Is it? Not as beautiful
as a handful of readies.
I'll have it.
No answer?
No, but they should
be in if he's been sick.
Why don't you leave his mum a
note and ask her to get in touch.
That's a good idea.
Oh.
I wasn't expecting to
see you here tonight.
Well, I've never missed a day's
work since I started here.
But you've had a nasty shock.
I was thinking you might have
decided it's time to call it a day.
(SOFTLY) What?
Retire?
While you're still fit
enough to enjoy it.
Your dad said I had a job
here as long as I wanted.
Right. Well
Don't let me keep
you from your work.
I'm sure I can hear a radio on.
I'll try round the back.
Mrs. Cross?
Mrs. Cross?
Jo.
She's dead.
(SIGHS)
That's a terrible thing, Nick.
How did she die?
We'll have to wait
for the postmortem.
The doctor thinks she either fell
down the stairs or was pushed.
- Well, any sign of Den?
- No.
I saw him in the village this
afternoon playing football.
He must have gone home with
one of them, probably Robert Chalk.
Well, I'll check it out.
I can't believe she could
have been pushed.
Well, that's the police's worry.
Ours is Den.
As far as I know,
he's got no other family.
I'm sorry to bother you so late.
We're trying to find Den Cross.
We've checked all the kids in his class,
see if he's staying with any of them.
I haven't seen him all week.
Have you asked Mrs. Chalk?
He's a friend of Robert.
Yeah, he's not there.
You're the last on my list.
You got any ideas
where he might be?
His family never turns up to
school fetes or owt like that.
Oh, don't get me wrong,
he's a nice lad.
The others always invite
him to their parties,
but he's never had one himself.
Well, maybe he can't afford it.
You make the effort for your
kids though, don't you, eh?
If you have any ideas let me know.
All it takes is a bottle of squash
and a cake with candles.
Supposed his mother
can't be bothered.
I should have seen the signs.
If Den didn't say anything, there's
no way you could have known, Jo.
I've done nothing but
tell him off this time.
No luck, then?
He hasn't been seen
since he left Robert Chalk's.
We'll start a search first light.
He could still come back here.
It's getting very late though.
I'll stay here tonight just
in case he shows up.
Will you let Eileen know for me?
A fine watchdog you are!
Who's had this?
Honestly, Dad, I'm fine.
I'll call you later.
Okay. Bye.
That was Dad.
He was worried there
was no power last night.
Thought something had
gone wrong with the move.
Did you explain?
Yes, but I don't think
he was listening.
He's still worried about Mum.
Isn't she any better?
Doesn't sound like it.
She's still getting a lot of headaches.
Do you think that
that's just stress?
Well, it could be.
It could be a lot of things.
Safer to see her own doctor.
I'll suggest it
when I call tonight.
Den?
Well, I stayed there all night
and he didn't show up.
He was seen in Aidensfield this
morning nicking a bottle of milk.
Well, that's good news.
If he's still in the village,
he'll soon be found.
Well, I thought I'll
pop down the school
have a word with
some of his mates.
Maybe one of them
will know where he is.
That's fair enough, but basically it's
a case for the children's department.
But we still don't know for sure
what happened to Mrs. Cross.
Well, he's too young to be charged,
so it doesn't make much difference.
All we've got to do is find him,
then turn him over to the
children's department.
Yeah. Poor kid.
Meanwhile, we've got some new
information on that raid at Sangers.
Among the fingerprints in the
office was Tony Mowbray's.
- Do you know him?
- Yeah.
Had a drink with him yesterday
in the Aidensfield Arms.
You ought to be more careful about
the company you keep, Bellamy.
According to CRO, he's got
previous for breaking and entering.
Well, that's all behind him now, sarge.
He's been clean for years.
Maybe he just hasn't got caught.
So why didn't Harrogate lift him?
They must have had
this information by now.
Well, they didn't think the prints were
insignificant cause he works there.
He's got alibis for
the previous raids.
Now, I don't think it's the
same gang as the other raid.
I think this is a one-off,
a local job.
This is your new theory,
is it, sarge?
Not without reason, Ventress.
The thieves obviously knew
their way around the place.
And the fact that nobody
saw or heard a getaway vehicle,
that's another pointer.
And Mowbray was seen driving Sangers'
van out of the yard that night.
Now, that could have been
the getaway vehicle.
What do we do now, then?
Well you, Bellamy,
and you, Ventress,
you're going to help
me prove my 'theory',
as you put it.
ANIMALS:
Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Baby, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad
But don't you know that no-one
alive can always be an angel
When things go wrong
I seem to be bad
I'm just a soul whose
intentions are good
Oh, Lord, please don't
let me be misunderstood
Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide ♪
I've explained to the
children what's happened
and I'm sure they want to help
but I don't think they know anything.
Maybe they don't want to tell.
You're not going to treat them
as hostile witnesses?
Right! Settle down now, please.
There's just a few points
we'd like to clear up
from your original
statement, Mr. Potter.
How long had you been
working at the factory?
Well, I've been a night
watchman about 20 years.
But before that, well, the work
was getting a bit heavy for me,
so that's when old Mr. Sangers
made me the night watchman, see.
He didn't want to lose me, see.
It's nice to see
loyalty being rewarded.
You must have made a lot of
friends at Sangers', Mr. Potter,
working there for so long.
Oh, yes.
Like a family to me they were,
especially since my Elizabeth died.
Well, maybe some of them not quite
as loyal to the company as you are.
How do you mean?
Well, I understand
that young Mr. Sangers
has caused quite a bit of
resentment since he took over.
And maybe some
members of the staff
decided to award themselves
an unofficial pay rise.
They found the keys to
the office pretty easily,
which might indicate
some inside knowledge.
No, no. None of the lads
would do a thing like that.
You said they wore masks,
so you can't be sure.
No, no, no. It must have been
that lot that robbed Fairbrothers'.
Well, it's too early to
make that assumption.
How many people would have had access to
Mr. Sangers' office besides you and him?
Well, er
You see, we found some
fingerprints on the key-box
and I'm just trying to work
out when they were made.
Well, it couldn't have been one of
them because they all wore gloves.
Gloves?
You didn't mention that before.
Masks and gloves.
Ventress, amend Mr. Potter's
statement, will you?
Right, then, these men in masks,
are you sure you didn't
recognise any of them?
No, no, no. I'd have told you.
Perhaps you're not happy about
implicating some of your friends?
No, no, no, no!
It weren't like that.
I didn't recognise any of them.
Well, I don't think we need to waste
any more of your time, Mr. Potter.
- Well, is he coming?
- He can't get away.
You've got to do summat.
It's got to be shifted.
I've told you,
there's nowt I can do.
Just leave it for
a couple of days.
I mean, it's not going
anywhere, is it?
It will do, if it stays there much
longer, it will walk out itself!
Leave it to me.
I'll sort summat out.
Right. I'll give you the address.
Have you got a pen, Gina?
'Ere. And by the way, your
slate's up to two quid again.
When he pays me, I'll pay you.
Tony.
Sorry to butt in, mate.
You're gonna have to
come down the station.
Blaketon wants a word.
I can't. I'm on a shift at two.
Tony. Your fingerprints were found
on the key-box at Sangers'.
Big deal! I work there.
He ain't going to take
no for an answer.
This is just cos I've
got form, ain't it?
He should be out looking for
that kid that's gone missing.
He could starve to death
before you lot find him!
Get your jacket.
Come on.
What were that about
a kid going missing?
Den Cross. Do you know him?
Aye. Cheeky little devil.
How long do they think
he's been gone then?
Since yesterday apparently.
Well, he can't have gone far.
Cos I saw him this morning pinching
a bottle of milk out the back.
The PM's a bit technical for me,
but it seems to put Den in the clear.
Absolutely.
Atheroma quite advanced,
by the looks of it.
What's that?
Hardening of the arteries
and consequently
vertebrobasilar insufficiency.
Can cause blackouts.
Yeah. Yeah, I gathered that.
The pathologist thinks
she landed awkwardly
and broke her neck.
There's no evidence of foul play?
No. Would she have
been sick for a while?
Several months at least.
So why didn't her
doctor pick up on it?
Well, as far as I know, she hadn't
been anywhere near the surgery.
It's not unusual, Nick.
There are people still living in the
darks ages that don't trust doctors.
Yeah, maybe we're
missing something.
They can't live their
whole lives in isolation.
So when am I getting paid
for this thing, Claude?
When you get back.
- By the way
- What?
The butcher will give you
a sealed envelope for me.
Bring it back and
we'll have it sorted out.
There's something you're
not telling me, Claude?
There's no way I'm going
to do you, is there?
Yeah, cos you're an old rogue!
I know, but I'm lovable!
Is that all, Sergeant,
cos I've got to be getting back.
I could always give
Mr. Sangers a ring,
tell him you've been
'helping us with our inquiries'.
Come on, Mowbray.
You know the score,
you've done it before.
That were a long time ago!
I had nothing to do with this job.
Shall I tell you how I think it was?
And then you can
tell me if I'm right.
Did you read about the
raid on Fairbrothers'?
It's been in all the papers.
Then you and your
mates thought that
if you could made this look like
another raid by the same gang,
there'd be no chance of
suspicion falling on you.
This is ridiculous!
Unfortunately, though,
you made a few mistakes.
First,
the other break-ins
were for bigger money.
Second,
all the entries were forced.
And third, you were seen
driving Sangers' van
late on Wednesday night.
I don't have to say anything.
You've got nothing on me.
If it was left to CID,
that's how it would stay.
A bungled office break-in,
a few quid nicked from petty cash,
that's small beer to them.
But it's not small beer
to me, Mr. Mowbray.
This is my patch
and I'm not giving up
till I've sorted this out.
GUITAR SOLO
So, it was you. I thought
I'd catch you, young Dennis.
Please don't turn me in,
Mr. Greengrass.
They'll send me to a home.
So, young Dennis,
what are we going to do with you?
Can I stay here for a while?
Please, Mr. Greengrass.
You can't stop here, son.
We'll have to sort summat out.
I could go to London.
London? What are you
going to do in London?
I don't know, but I've got
to get away from here,
otherwise they'll
put me in a home.
No, perhaps they
won't have to do that.
What else are they going to do?
Well, I don't know.
Perhaps they'll let you
live with your sister.
- I ain't got a sister.
- Of course you have.
What's her name?
Sandra, wasn't it?
I don't know what you're
on about, Mr. Greengrass.
It were always just Mum and me.
But I could get by in London,
I know I could.
You don't want to go to London.
It's in the south!
He'll be tired and hungry by now.
He'll turn up.
Looking for home
comforts, I expect.
Yeah, I hope so.
Well, thank you for
your help, Mr. Mowbray.
We may need to talk to you again.
I'll bet.
I'll let him sweat for a bit.
He knows I'm onto him.
I think you might be barking
up the wrong tree, sarge.
It all fits, Rowan.
And I reckon Albert
Potter knows it too.
But there's no way he's
gonna grass on his mates.
Oh, you got on pretty well
with the old boy, didn't you?
You can come with me.
He's a lonely old man, sarge.
You give him the third degree,
he'll just clam up.
Never underestimate your
powers of persuasion.
Especially when
combined with mine.
Be careful.
I know what I'm doing,
Mr. Greengrass.
I've been looking after
myself for months.
I know you have, by thieving.
And you can't keep doing that,
you know, Dennis,
otherwise somebody's gonna
catch you rather then me
and you will finish up in a home.
I mean, if you want
to live on your own,
you'll have to do something like
that because you'll need money.
I know how I can make
a bit of money.
How's that?
My mum has an old silver
box her gram left her.
She'd want me to have
it now she's gone.
Mum always said it were
there for a rainy day.
If we ever got in trouble
we could sell it.
Where is it, then, this box?
At the house. If I went and got it,
you could sell it for me.
- I'll split it with you.
- No, you you don't want to do that.
Look, I know you don't want
to finish up in a home, but
why don't you want to go
and live with your sister?
I keep telling you,
I ain't got one.
Yeah, I know you do.
Look
I'm going out.
I'll leave Alfred with you.
Lock the door when I've gone
and don't answer it to anybody.
- Where you going?
- To get summat sorted.
You're going to turn me in?
Don't talk daft.
Of course I'm not.
Trust me. Lock the door.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Oh, hello, Mr. Rowan.
Nice to see you again
Oh, you are here too.
We were just passing, Mr. Potter.
Thought we'd pop in
and see how you were.
And to see if anything else
has jogged your memory.
My memory, sir?
We happened to
know now who it was
took the keys to Sanger's office
from the key-box in your room.
The question is, who helped him?
W-w-Well, as I t-told you,
they-they wore masks.
There were nothing I
could see about them.
Wearing masks is
neither here nor there.
Tony Mowbray left his
prints all over that box.
T-T-Tony Mowbray?
No, no, no.
- You saying it wasn't him?
- Well, no, no. Yes, yes.
How do you explain his
prints all over the box?
Well He, he
He had a little arrangement, like.
He er
He used to borrow a
van from time to time.
And Mr. Sangers knew
about this arrangement?
Well, no. No, no, no.
It was between him and me, like.
Did Tony Mowbray borrow
a van the night before last?
(Aye.)
And he was going to use it
to drive away the contents
of Mr. Sangers' safe, was he?
No! No!
Well, if it wasn't him,
then who was it?
The only other fingerprints they
found were yours and Mr Sangers'.
And you're not suggesting Mr. Sangers
hit you over the head, are you?
No! No! No! It were me.
I beg your pardon?
I never touched the money.
That weren't what it were about.
I just wanted young Mr. Sangers
to know I was still useful.
So you've got the petty cash box?
Aye. It's over here.
It's all there. You can count it.
And you planned all this yourself?
Put yourself in casualty?
I were watching The Lavender Hill
Mob on the telly the other night.
That's what gave me the idea.
Well, that didn't work out the way
they planned it either, did it?
Hadn't you better
put the cuffs on me?
No, there's no need for that.
Hang on. Hang on.
Mr. Sangers might
want to press charges.
- Wait! Can I have a word?
- What's wrong, Claude?
Well, it's a bit of advice, really.
But I don't know who else to go to.
Okay. Fire away.
Well, it's really about a kid,
you know, whose mum died.
I just wondered, do you what
happens to him officially?
Well, if he's under age,
he becomes the responsibility of the
Children's Development in County Hall.
- Do they put him in a home?
- He's got to live somewhere.
I know, but I mean one
of them children's homes.
Well, as the first resort,
I supposed they might look at adoption
if he hasn't got any other family.
Ah, that's just it.
Say he has got like, an
older sister or something
that nobody knows owt about?
You've lost me, Claude.
Ah well, would he be able
to go and stay with her,
you know, even if he
didn't know she existed?
- You're talking about Den Cross!
- Yeah.
You found something
out about him?
Well, I think so.
- Get in the car, Claude.
- What for?
Just shut up and get in.
I'm taking you straight
round to Nick Rowan.
You can tell him exactly
what you do know.
KNOCKING
Come in.
Er you wanted to see me?
Shut the door.
If it's about being late for me shift,
I can make up the time.
I'm afraid it's a bit
more serious than that.
So how come Den doesn't
know he's got a sister?
Well, if I remember rightly,
she left home years ago,
probably before he were born.
It's a bit of a long shot.
I know. It's worth a
try though, ain't it.
I mean, blood's
thicker than water.
He's terrified he's gonna
be put in a home.
- Where is he now?
- He's back at my place.
He spent the night
in one of my barns.
I'll come back with you, Claude.
I'll take another
look at the cottage.
If there is a sister,
there must be some trace of her.
I'll get Jo to give me a hand.
I've got a feeling her name
were either Sandra or Susan
- or summat like that.
- Yeah. Come on, you.
Hey, I haven't got to get on
your pillion again, have I?
Ah, Mr. Mowbray.
I just thought you'd like to know
we got to the bottom of that
break-in the other night.
Albert Potter. He's confessed
to staging the whole thing.
A feather in your cap, I suppose.
No, just doing our job.
Anyway, that puts you in the clear.
A bit late for that. Seeing as
I've already been given notice.
Why is that?
Mr. Sangers dug out my
original job application.
Seems I forgot to mention
my criminal record,
sackable offence that.
Well, I'm sorry about that.
Yeah? Oh well, that makes
me feel a whole lot better!
ANIMALS:
Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Where is he?
I told him to lock the door.
He's probably done a bunk.
Dennis! Dennis!
Did he know you were
coming to see me?
When I left here, even I didn't
know I was coming to see you.
I'm just a soul whose
intentions are good
Oh, Lord, please don't
let me be misunderstood
This is where he's been.
Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
So, where is he now?
And sometimes it seems
that all I have to do is worry
And then you're bound
to see my other side
I'm just a soul whose
intentions are good ♪
She certainly accumulated a
lot of stuff through the years.
Oh, and dust!
This can't be Den's.
Sandra Cross.
Claude must be right.
She must have packed her
daughter's whole life in here.
No wonder Den doesn't
know about her.
Why not just chuck it all out?
It would have been safer.
Maybe there's something in these.
There's stacks of them. She must
have been writing since she left.
She's not his sister, Jo.
She's his mother.
- Oi! Dennis!
- You told on me to the coppers!
Don't talk daft. He's like me.
He just wants to help you.
I thought you'd be the
last person to grass on me.
- I thought I could trust you.
- You can!
Don't do owt stupid.
Look, there's summat you should know.
There ain't nowt I want
to know from you.
You just want to turn me in!
Dennis!
She couldn't have been more
than 16 when Den was born.
Which makes her about 25 now.
According to the letters, she's
been desperate to keep in touch.
So, he's gone through
his mother dying
and now he has to accept a new
mum he's never even seen before?
It could be a liable option, Nick.
We've got to try it.
If it's what they both want, it'll
keep him out of the children's home.
BANGING AT DOOR
(BREATHLESSLY)
He were in the barn all the time.
He was frightened I
were gonna hand him over.
- So, where is he now?
- He's run off.
- Run off where?
- I don't know. He's just run off.
Well, did he say anything
about where he might go?
London.
London? How's he
going to get there?
There's a silver box.
It belongs to his mother.
It's at the house.
Wouldn't surprise me if he
don't try and get it and flog it.
Frankly, Sergeant Blaketon,
Potter's been hailed as a
hero in the local papers.
Putting him in court now
would not be the sort of
publicity this firm needs.
Better to let him retire quietly.
Of course, I can't stop you
charging him with obstruction.
Doesn't seem much point, sir.
I'd be more concerned
about Tony Mowbray.
I was hoping that you might
reconsider your decision.
Rules are rules, Sergeant.
I'd have thought you'd be
the first to agree with that.
Den.
It's mine.
Mum'd want me to have it.
Sure, Den, and no-one's
going to take it away from you.
You've got to trust us.
We only want what's best for you.
Den!
Den, wait!
Aaargh!
Delta Alpha 2-4 to Control.
"Control, receiving.
What is it, Nick?"
I'm at Cross Cottage.
I need an ambulance.
Young Den's been hurt.
Hello, Den.
How are you feeling today?
Better now, miss.
You won't go running
off again, will you?
No, miss.
Well, you won't have to any more.
So, they're not going
to put me in a home?
There's someone coming to see you.
Claude Greengrass
told you about her.
Do you mean I have got a sister?
Well, it's a bit more
complicated than that, Den.
I think it's someone
you'll want to see.
She certainly can't
wait to see you.
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪