All language subtitles for Heartbeat s13e15 Daniel

Heartbeat, why do you miss when my baby
kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a love kiss stay in
my memory?

There it goes again.

What? She keeps getting those false
contraction things.

Frax and Hicks. That's right.

Just last day or so, they've been really
noticeable.

Here we go.

Babies again.

Shut up, Bernie.

You know, I was a martyr to those with
our Maureen.

Awake all night.

It's all right for you, Bernie. I get
this all the time.

I like babies. You know, I like getting
all the... stuff ready in that.

Well, thank you, David.

I'm glad somebody's interested.

It's amazing how much stuff you've got
already, isn't it, Gina? Yeah.

I've got little cardies and nighties and
booties. How are you watching?

There won't be room for Oscar and me by
the finish. We'll be out in the hoodie

shed. Ta -da!

Bill!

What have you got?

Well, what's he look like?

Rock -a -bye, baby.

Hear yourself.

What are you doing?

Practicing, aren't I?

Oh, I know.

Clear off. Go on. Not until you've told
me the truth.

I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, I think you do. Go on.

Oi! Break it up!

Get out of my pub now. Go on.

Good lady said. Come on, Andrew.

Out.

And don't come back.

Who on earth were they?

Oh, the younger one works up at the
hall, I'm afraid.

Nate? Ian Stamford, the new underguard.
I've never seen the other both of us. I

think I have.

Yeah? Hmm.

We haven't got a name for the victim
yet, Sarge.

But it should be arriving at Ashfordly
General in about half an hour. Over.

Ryan, let me know when you've caught the
other bloke.

Out.

If we catch him.

Good luck.

Gina, leave that.

Just get upstairs and turn in. We can do
this.

Are you sure?

Of course, love. You need your rest.

Right.

OK. Night, then. Night -night.

Night.

Do you think she's all right?

Looks a bit tired to me.

So would you if you were seven months
pregnant.

Gina? Gina?

Ow.

What is it?

Gina? I keep getting these twinges.

Hey, come on, love.

We asked Liz about them things. They're
just those false contraction thingies.

I know, but they're getting worse.

I'm scared.

I tell you what. I'll phone Liz. Good
idea. Just to put Gina's mind at rest.

There's no need to worry, honestly.

It's all quite normal.

Hey, this is the name and address he's
given.

Thank you.

And it definitely looks as if the
injuries he sustained were caused by the

broken bottle.

Can I talk to him? I'm afraid not
tonight.

What? I'm sorry.

This is a criminal case, Dr Merrick. I'm
here to talk to the victim.

Call again in the morning.

Hey. What?

Don't do that.

Anytime.

No. What's at the top?

This is open.

It could be anywhere by now. Yeah.

Even back at the hall.

Come on. Let's go and find out.

No answer?

No.

You must still be at the hospital with
that blue.

Give it to me.

I'll phone the maternity unit.

I don't know what's going on, Oscar.

But the bouncers say bring her in,
aren't they?

You go and get the car ready.

Well, what about Phil?

We'll tell him when he comes back.

I'm not going without him. Where did he
go? Well, he went out for that blow,

didn't he? I'm not going.

Look, darling, if you don't mind
driving, I'll go up to the hall and find

Ben Norton knows where he is, right?

Right. Come on, Gina.

Let's just get you there, shall we?

There's one of your gardeners. He's been
with you three months and he's... I do,

yeah.

He definitely hasn't been back tonight.

No.

Well, he kind of got too far without a
vehicle.

What? Uh, yeah.

His van's upside down in one of your
fields, I'm afraid, Mr Norton.

You're right, he's got to be somewhere.

Either out in the moors or on the
estate.

I don't understand it. I interviewed him
myself. He had all the right

references.

Oh, Bellamy, thank goodness.

Nothing to worry about, but Gina, she's
just gone into hospital.

45 seconds.

Frequency? 20 minutes.

Oh, Phil.

What's going on?

You are the baby's father, Gina? I'm
afraid your wife may have gone into

What? She can't. She's not due for
months.

It's all right, Mr Ward.

Everything's at a very early stage.

Bellamy. Sorry?

His name's not Ward, it's Bellamy. Yeah,
hold on.

Everything's at a very early stage,
so... So we're going to try and halt the

process. We're going to give her some
drugs to stop the contractions.

Right.

Will it work?

Oh, I'm hopeful.

The waters haven't broken.

The cervix is still closed. There's no
bleeding. The baby is fine.

Even if we only delay things for a week
or so, it'll all help.

Every day we keep that baby inside you
as a bonus.

Yes?

All right.

Good.

Well, I'll see you in the morning.

Excuse me.

You wouldn't keep anything from us,
would you?

Phil? What do you mean?

I don't know.

Are you sure the baby's all right?

Listen to that.

Morning, Crane.

Morning, Sarge.

Any sign of Stamper?

No. I put a full description out last
night, but no -one's come back.

Oh, and, Sarge, the man in hospital did
give a false name, as we thought.

His real name is Robert Flint.

Flint. Oscar Blakeson remembers him all
too well.

Apparently he was a suspect in a big
drugs case down in Whitby a few years

Guilty as hell, but they couldn't nail
him. Well, in that case, I'd better get

myself over there and talk to him right
away.

You take yourself to Whitby and ask
around the pubs and clubs. See if you

glean any gossip.

Yes, Sarge.

Except, if you go out to see Flint, I
can't.

Why not?

Well, I can't leave the station.

Where's Bellamy?

He's up at the hospital.

Gina had a bit of a panic last night
and... Yes, I do know. Jenny can hardly

think of anything else.

When does Ventress get back?

Next week.

Well, Bellamy better get himself in here
sharpish.

I can't run a police station with just
one constable.

Definitely no more pain.

No, Doctor.

Excellent.

So far, so good.

She's all right?

Well, she seems to be.

If this carries on, we might even allow
her home in a few days.

You never know.

Well, that's great, isn't it?

But you're going to have to be careful
from now on, Ed.

No more work.

Afternoon rests, and I don't want
another night like last night.

I didn't sleep a wink.

If anything ever happened to you,
Gina... Oh, no.

Look who's here.

What does he want?

Are you aware that I'm already a man's
short, Billy?

Oh, yes, Sarge.

But I wanted to see Gina on the way in.
I want you on duty, on time. Whether

your girlfriend happens to be in
hospital or not.

Yes, that.

Right, Alan, you're up at Ashfordly Hall
finding out all you can about Ian

Stamper.

Now.

Bellamy, this is not just about some pub
brawl. There's a strong possibility

that both men are involved in a Whitby
drug scene.

I think you've been a little left and
frank with us, sir. For a start, the

address you gave us doesn't appear to
exist, which is a bit odd, you must

And then there's your name.

George Smith?

Oh, come on, sir, I think it's more
along the lines of Flint, isn't it?

Leave me alone.

Robert Charles Flint of 4 Corkway
Whitby. Nurse!

Nurse!

I'm sick.

Which stable?

We never go up there normally, but we're
looking for bits and pieces.

Yeah, find Sleeping Beauty instead.

Right.

Quiet as you can.

Let's try and find them asleep, eh?

Crying out loud.

Keep it down.

I'm sorry, Phil.

Gina's butt again.

How's she doing?

Every three minutes, Doctor.

Doctor, do something to stop it. Give me
some more of them drugs. Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, but they worked last night. They
worked really well. I'm afraid things

moved on.

Labour is now inevitable.

There's nothing we can do to hold it up.

Is the delivery room free? Yes. Well,
let's get her along quickly, shall we?

Try to relax, Miss Ward.

It'll make everything a lot easier.

Look, survival rates in over 30 weeks
are really very good these days. You

mustn't worry.

I'll phone you in 18.

out of here for half an hour, Crane.

Half an hour.

Couldn't get a hold of Bellamy and his
radio. Couldn't get a hold of you on

yours. You do not ever, I repeat, ever
close down this police station. Do you

understand? It was an emergency.

I had no option.

Don't argue with me.

I need to see Miss Ward.

I'm looking for Gina. Do you know what?

Bellamy, come in.

I'm sure Mother'd love to see you.

Gina.

Phil.

I've got a little boy.

A little boy?

That's right.

What was that? Yeah, that was him. Just
going down to the special baby unit.

Why, is he all right? Oh, yeah.

I didn't see him.

I just whipped him away.

Didn't even hear him cry.

Prem babies often don't, do you? Believe
me.

A little boy.

A little boy.

Oh, that's amazing.

Oh, Gina, well done.

If you could go outside for a minute, Mr
Bellamy. Doctor has to put a stitch in.

I want to see him.

I want to see me baby.

You will, very soon.

Actually, it's probably better if she
doesn't see him just yet. Not until he's

stabilised. How do you mean?

Well, there's nothing to worry about,
but he didn't breathe straight away,

that's all.

Didn't breathe?

He's all right now. We got him started.

But he may need some help to begin with.

Hey.

Don't look so worried.

It's quite normal with these little
ones.

Look, why don't you go to the parents'
room, get yourself a cup of tea, and

when Mother and Baby have recovered a
bit, you can both go down to the unit

say hello.

I've got a son.

I've actually got a son.

Congratulations.

Oh,

Liz, just in time.

What's the news? How's the baby?

He's fine.

And come on, how much did he weigh?

Three pounds.

Oh, time.

And what does he look like? Has he got
red hair like Phil?

And how's Gina? What is this? 20
questions?

No, he doesn't have red hair. It's dark.
And Gina's doing very well.

Oh.

Diane, will you please stop saying,
uh... Oh.

Right, come on, everyone.

Let's wet the baby's head.

Maybe our turn next.

Thanks.

Dr. Merrick.

Are you going back to the hospital
later?

So I've got this for Gina.

That's lovely, David.

Look at that.

Right,

everyone, raise your glasses. The toast
is Gina, Phil and the Litterland.

Gina, Phil and the Litterland.

Cheers.

Come on in.

You don't need to be afraid.

Just don't expect them to look like a
full -term baby, though, will you?

He is very small.

Come through.

I know it looks a bit alarming.

You see, this is a ventilator to help
with his breathing.

This... Controls his oxygen levels.

This shows his heartbeat.

This tube is to feed him.

And this regulates his temperature.

Oh, my God.

Oh, he's gorgeous.

So these clubs in Whitby, All said the
same, but a man answering Stanford's

description has been hanging around for
the last few weeks trying to flog LSD

tablets.

LSD, eh?

A particularly nasty drug.

So near and yet so far, eh, Crane?

You'll be miles away by now, having
given you the flip twice.

Yeah, sorry, Sarge.

Well, at least we know where Flint is.

That's something to be grateful for, I
suppose.

Oh, Sarge, Phil phoned in.

What now?

Well, I think he wants to apply for some
leave.

Have you given him a name yet?

No.

You've almost a known name.

You can talk to him, you know.

Just open that little window there.

See?

He likes that.

Talk to him.

Let him know you're here.

He'll know your voice.

Now then, fella.

Nurse reckons we've got to give you a
name.

What do you reckon, then?

Would you like to be a Marmaduke or a
Cedric or... Phil.

Sorry. What about Paul?

Is it Paul at school?

I tell you what.

Why don't I fetch you some tea, eh?

Can I have our brains in gear?

An intra... Intraventricular hemorrhage.

A tiny leak from the blood vessel to the
brain.

It's very common in premature babies.

So what will happen?

Well, with any luck, it should clear up
all by itself.

Obviously, we'll be keeping a close
watch.

We might decide to transfer him to York.
You get these setbacks with prem

babies, Phil.

It's all with a roller coaster.

Bleeding in the rain.

I mean...

How will it affect him? Well, look at it
this way. I've known much worse, and

the child's grown up to be 100 % okay.

We're doing everything we can.

Fingers crossed, he'll be absolutely
fine.

I'll see you.

Is Gina in there with the baby?

I'll pop in and see her.

Come on, Phil. You heard what Dr.
Roberts said.

There's every chance he's going to be
okay.

Look.

Don't tell her.

Don't take one now, Phil.

It's just for the record.

Say cheese.

Having your photo taken with all this
silly clut around you.

It's not fair, is it, eh?

Yeah.

Shall I tell you what I felt up when I
was going to take?

Daniel.

Daniel? Yeah.

I really like it.

Daniel Bellamy.

With the middle name of Oscar, like we
said.

Daniel Oscar.

Danny when he's little.

Dan when he's grown up.

And Daniel when he's been naughty.

What do you reckon?

Hey. Hey, come on. I'm sorry.

I'm not very good at this.

No one is.

I can't feed them. I can't hold them.

I'm just worried all the time.

I can't believe it.

Look.

Why don't you go out?

Get a breath of fresh air, eh?

You've been in here all day.

Go on.

Go and have a walk around for ten
minutes.

Hmm? Go on.

Daniel, I like you too.

Hey! Look at that!

Really strong.

Ian, are you there?

Of course, it's me.

There

we

are. A whole hour.

He was a good boy then.

We've decided to call him Daniel, by the
way.

Oh, Daniel.

Oh, that's a lovely name.

It is nice, isn't it?

Yeah.

Now then, who do you look like?

What do you think?

I think he's a bit like my dad, you
know.

Oh, but with your features.

You know the mouth and that.

Yeah.

And all this lovely hair.

I wonder where that comes from.

From you, Jean.

Definitely.

It's all right, don't worry. His heart
rate dropped, that's all.

Look, if you'd just like to wait in the
parents' room.

How is he?

As I was telling your fiancé earlier,
overnight your baby had a small cerebral

bleed.

I didn't want to worry you.

There's something quite common in tiny
babies.

Yeah. And?

I'm afraid he's had another.

And this time it's a big one.

I'm sorry.

This is hard to say.

But I'm afraid he won't.

What? The doctors have done everything
they can, Gina.

The damage to the brain is just too
great.

And if you both agree, we think it would
be kinder to take

him off the ventilator.

Off the...

But if he... No.

No. No.

You said if things got any worse, you'd
transfer him to York. I'm sorry, but

with a big bleed like this... What are
you saying?

What are you saying?

Phil. No.

What about a second opinion?

That's what we need. We need a second
opinion.

Phil, listen.

We've got to do everything we can.

For Daniel's sake!

No one can do anything more for him.

I'm afraid his vital organs are already
failing.

Can I hold him?

I'm so very sorry.

Sorry, did I give you a shock?

Torch.

Get him out again.

Nice place you've got here.

Nice and quiet.

What are you doing?

On the table.

Come on.

You say that once more.

The cup shop.

It's not even nine o 'clock yet.

I'm so sorry.

What?

For letting you down.

What?

Me and my stupid body.

It's no good thinking like that, Gina.

Why did it happen?

The colour didn't rest enough.

Maybe I should have stopped working.

He tried so hard just out of his life.

Do you want to know what did it?

It was those two men in that stupid
fight.

I don't want to say anything before
because I don't want to upset you, but

that's what did it.

What? There was nothing wrong with you
or our baby.

It was a shock of the fight.

Don't worry.

I won't get away with it.

Phil, what are you talking about?

I'll kill them when I find them.

Mum! listening to this?

I mean it, Gina.

They killed our baby.

Phil, I was in labour long before the
fight.

It's just that I didn't dare admit it,
not even to myself.

Yeah.

I can see the moon.

Peter Crane.

Come back.

18... 19... Well, well, well.

And you're so blind, you weren't behind.

I'm not. Oh, I see.

So you personally need 300 doses of LSD,
dear.

Your brain must be more scrambled than I
thought.

If you know what's good for you, my
friend, you go back to where you came

Get me meaning?

Yeah.

Well, I was going anyway.

Leave them.

Come on, Fenty, it's my life savings,
that is.

And my face didn't half hurt.

Go on, in that corner.

Go on!

Both of you.

Go on or I'll shoot!

Go on, say a word.

Watch out, it's got a gun!

Shut up.

Shut up.

Yes, yeah.

You take that.

You can sit down.

I don't know what to say.

I'm so sorry.

So very sorry.

We all are.

Did you count the words?

Yeah.

If there's anything I can do, I, you
know, funeral.

Not now, Bernie, for goodness sake.

It's all right.

It's nice of him to think of it.

David, thanks for the lamb.

He had it by his cot all the time.

Please don't cry, David.

Yes, she is.

Right, I'll tell her.

Liz, that was Merton. They've cornered
those two lads who left.

They need a doctor up at the hall.

All right, Flynn. I know you're angry,
but this is not the way to get what you

want. It's not funny business.

There's no way you can get yourself out
of this. Shut up!

And you, you're way out of your league,
aren't you?

Biggest mistake you ever made, trying to
muscle in on my patch.

I didn't know, Flinty, I promise I
didn't.

I just thought I'd make myself a few
bobs. Shut up!

Now listen carefully.

Right?

This is what we're going to do.

Why don't you just calm down, throw the
gun away, we can sort something out.

Steady. Backwards.

Keep looking at this gun.

Right. We're going to walk out of that
back door and we're going to keep on

walking until I say stop.

One sound and you're dead. Right?

Go on, keep Mr. Plodd happy.

Do it, scamper!

Hello?

You get us a getaway car, right?

And we'll release Mr. Norton.

When I tell you, you step outside.

Oh, my God!

Hey, diddy, oh, diddy!

You're right.

Shaken, but not dead.

I'll take a full statement in the
morning, all right?

What have we got on in there?

Small -time drugs dealer. Got tangled up
with the big boys.

Oh, and I got taken hostage.

Hostage? A gunpoint.

My whole life's been flashing before my
eyes. It could certainly do with a

drink.

Will you join me?

I don't think so, Ben. Thanks.

Not tonight, anyway.

How's the baby?

He died.

Lou. Good night.

Right.

Up you come.

Now, I've run you a bath and put some
nice stuff in it.

Where have you put the pram?

Listen, love.

Where's Daniel's things?

I thought... How dare you touch his
things?

Well, I only... That's for me to do.

I'm sorry.

I was just trying to help.

Look, I don't need any help.

Where's Phil?

Hello,

Dad.

Night, Corinne.

You coming?

Just get this out.

Don't want me flat or muddy, do I?

You're flat.

Aren't you going back to the pump?

No.

Oh, Phil.

Thanks, Dre.

Doesn't matter how many people Gina has
around her.

She needs you.

And you need her.

I'm coping.

You can't cope.

Not on your own.

Nobody can.

Look, you and Gina sat together with
that baby for two whole days.

You need to be together now he's gone.

You're the only people that can truly
comfort each other.

There is no comfort.

How could there be?

I'll never get over this.

No.

We knew him for two... Two days.

It's not much, is it?

We're going to be with

her, Bill.

And take a week's leave.

That's an order.

It's nearly midnight, Gina.

Yeah.

Would you like a drink?

It might help.

No, thanks.

Would you like to talk?

I'll go up.

I thought you could... You could

tell me about Daniel.

Daniel Oscar.

I was very honoured.

Oh, if you could have seen him, Oscar.

We were going to ask you to be the
godfather, you know.

We never got round to a krypton, though,
did we?

I'll have to sort the funeral out with
Bernie, of course, but...

Well, after that, all back to normal,
eh?

You sure won't have to find a barmaid,
eh?