All language subtitles for heartbeat_s05e03_thief_in_the_night

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

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

Well, yesterday my life was filled with
rain.

Sunny, you smile at me in really easy
pain.

Oh, the dark isn't done, the bright
isn't here.

My funny one shines so clear.

Sunny, one so true, I love you.

Oh, Maggie, you shouldn't have.

It wasn't me.

Reed Sterling insisted on doing it.

Look at all these.

Grateful patients.

Booties by the dozen.

What a welcome, Thierry.

I'll go and put the kettle on.

It's lovely having you back.

You haven't told anyone.

I promise.

How are you feeling?

No doom and gloom. I'm very well.

I do not expect my men to wait valuable
police time wrapping plastic ducks.

No, sir.

Life does not stop just because
somebody's having a baby.

In China, there's one born every minute.

Oh, yes, Sarge.

Now, has our absentee constable rung in
yet?

No, Sarge.

Well, he's going to buy us certificates.

What have I ever done to deserve you
two?

One more day, I'll give him!

One more day!

Hello?

Who?

You thought you heard a what?

It's a Mr Copeland.

Thought he'd heard someone on his
driveway.

Aren't you going out?

No, I told him it's probably a cat.

Nick! Oh, come off it, Kate.

I'm not leaving you on your first night
home.

It's all right.

You go back to bed.

Nice car.

Oh, it's not mine, Mr. Rowan.

It's Gary's. It's grand, isn't it?

Who's Gary?

Oh, it's me old mate from school.

He's come back to see me.

Come on, bird brain, get a move on.

Morning, Constable.

He's done right well.

He's got his own business in Leeds. Oi,
what did I say?

No ride unless you do a proper job.

Hopeless.

Just back to give the old place the once
-over.

Hey, Kate.

I'm sorry, do you want me to come by?

No, no.

Come in.

Well done, Kate.

Oh, you look ever so pale, though.

Well, what's as bad as he's saying it?

Not really, this year's. Can I go and
pick it up? Yeah.

Best blackcurrant cordial, that is.

With my congratulations.

Now, give it to me, Dad.

I'll drop it in for you, shall I? I'm
going up anyway to see if Dr Owen needs

any shopping.

Well, thanks, Joseph.

I'm sure Kate will be very pleased. Aye,
well, she's been a grand doctor for me,

she has. Yes, come on, Dad.

Let Mr Rowan get on. Chat all day, he
would. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I want to tell him about our prowler.
No, come on. I heard him, I'm telling

And what's this, then?

Strange noises outside my bedroom
window, Mr Rowan.

In the dead of night.

Yes, that's right, love. Come on.

Dreaming again.

Will you thank Al for me? Yes.

This one.

This is from me.

Hope you've got all right.

We want to appreciate her, yeah.

Remember, she's a bit older.

Good, isn't it?

Yeah.

It's absolutely lovely.

Hey, she all right?

Yes.

Just baby blues or something.

Phil,

can I ask you something?

Yeah.

Look after Nick for me.

Oh, baby.

She looks just like you.

Hey,

go a bit careful, son. Look, you're
tearing the meat. All right. And watch

tail feathers. I've got a fork and teeth
for them.

David. What do you want?

I need to speak to him, all right? No,
it's not all right. He's in the middle

a job. Come on. Hey, David!

Where do you think you're going?

You're a genius.

Yeah, with any luck, she'd not go
through to an outfire.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

No.

No, really.

A good night's sleep and I'll feel a
million dollars.

Do you know what I'd like?

What?

To go out for a day.

You and me and the baby, right away from
everyone.

Oh, don't you think that's a bit soon?

I'm getting stronger every day.

Just the three of us.

Like a proper family.

We are a proper family.

We'll know more when we get the results
of the latest blood tests.

We thought of going out for the day. Is
that all right?

The main risk is infection.

But in the car, well wrapped up, I can't
see any problem.

I'm pretty hopeful.

What of a cure?

She's a fighter, Nick.

I've got a feeling that she may surprise
us all.

You'd better hurry.

Rita sounded in quite a panic.

You sure you'll manage?

I'll be fine. Go on.

All right.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

He went off in his car after breakfast,
Mr Rowan, and he's not come back.

Do you know where he went?

Well, to see his pals, he said.

I mean, he's always back for his dinner
on the dot of twelve.

Well, who are his pals?

Well, there's Ernest Shawcross of
Uppertoft Farm and Ginger Roberts of

End. I mean, I wouldn't worry, but he
had that stroke only six months back.

Hello, little baby.

I love her so much.

More than I ever thought possible.

I hope you do.

They don't tell you about that, do they?

Mother love.

I'd do anything for her.

Anything in the whole world.

But the one thing she wants, the one
thing she really needs, I can't give

Oh, come on, that's not true.

I can't be a mother to her, Maggie.

You are a mother to her.

A wonderful mother.

Yes, but what about in six months' time?

Or a year, however long I've got.

Who's going to be there when she takes
her first test?

Or says her first word? Look, you're
down in the dumps.

Natural after having a baby. Don't.

Let's just be straight with each other,
shall we?

I'm going to die.

Nonsense.

You've responded brilliantly to
treatment. You know you have.

My glands hurt.

Let's feel.

You getting out of the wind?

I was on my way up to see Ernie and she
had just punked out.

I tried it with the starting hand a
little bit. It was no good.

Right.

It looks like you're out of petrol,
Joseph.

Are you sure about this?

Yes.

Wouldn't it be better to go out in the
car?

I don't want to be cooped up in a car. I
want to go out for a walk up into the

hills like we used to.

All right.

Well, if anyone sees me, I'm on a case.

What is it? I'll be fabulous. It's all
right for some, isn't it? He's on a

is to save every day till eternity
passes away, just

to spend them with you.

If I could make days last forever, if
words could

make wishes come true,

I'd save every day like a treasure.

Spring is coming.

I can't wait.

We've been happy, haven't we?

We are happy.

It'll be even better now.

How do you mean?

Now that I'm not spending half my life
in Whitby.

And I've been thinking about the
Aidensfield practice.

How about if I went part -time, just
held one surgery a day?

Sounds great.

I could take Sarah with me to the
surgery and get Rita to mind it, and I

wouldn't have to leave her at all.

Kate, don't make too many plans yet.

Come here, darling.

Right, we, uh, we off then?

I'm sorry, could you fetch the car?

What's the matter?

I'm just tired, that's all.

Right, uh, you just sit there.

I'll be back in a minute.

The box would be empty except for the
memory of how they

were answered by you.

Nothing. Are you really hot, Kate?

Leave it, let it ring.

No.

Hello?

Yes, he's here.

Same as last time.

Noise over there by the garage and then
footsteps on the gravel.

Yeah, well, I can't see anything at the
moment.

I'll come back in the morning when it's
light and have a good look round.

That's not good enough.

I want you here now in case he comes
back again.

Look, Mr Copeland, it is half past one
in the morning.

No crime's been committed, nothing
damaged and nothing stolen.

Now, I'm sorry, but there are people in
this world with real problems.

And I have to get on now to deal with
one of them, all right?

It's 103.

Our phone favour?

It's the middle of the night.

I don't care.

I'm frightened.

Mm -hm.

How is it?

Too high.

Respiration rate is 34, by the way.

Thank you, Doctor.

It started with a sore throat, which, of
course, she didn't tell me about.

Typical. Made me take her for a walk up
to Cloud End instead.

Nick, could you do me a favour? Could
you go and ask Rita Sterling if she'd

in and tidy up a bit?

Well, I can do that.

I'll ring Blaketon. No, I'd rather you
went to work and Rita came in. I think

they'd believe you that way.

His attitude was offhand in the extreme.

Oh, look into it, Mr Copeland. I'm
tempted to say positively rude.

Right, Mr Copeland. And then to discover
this morning that someone had stolen a

tank full of petrol from under my very
nose. I've made a note of all you've

me, Mr Copeland, and I shall be
investigating the matter fully.

I hope you will.

Right, that's it.

I've turned a blind eye long enough.
Ventress, try Rowan on the phone.

Bellamy, you try his radio.

If we don't raise him this time, I'm
going round there.

Pneumonia.

Only in the one lung at the moment.

You started the antibiotics?

Straight away last night.

It's sod's law, isn't it?

You'd come into remission so well.

The blood tests were looking better.
This is just what we didn't need.

I'm going to call in Charlie Morrison.

Do you have to?

It'll only worry Nick.

Kate, I'm only a humble haematologist.

I need an expert opinion.

Say that again?

Hypothetic pneumonia.

I want our chess man, Morrison, to come
over.

I'd better warn you, he'll probably want
her in.

Back to hospital.

Rowan?

I'll, um... I'll ring you later.

Wait a minute, sir.

So this is what you've been up to, is
it, Rowan?

Playing mummies and daddies while
drawing full pay from the North Riding

Constabulary.

And while I, Rowan, receive complaints,
complaints about the inefficiency of the

village constable, about rudeness, about
incompetence.

And these complaints come to me because
for some unknown reason, nobody can

contact you.

Now, I don't care if your wife is a
doctor or the Chancellor of the

Once she's had a baby, that's her job,
and your job is to bring in the bacon.

And there'll be precious little bacon to
bring in if you don't pull your finger

out.

Do I make myself clear?

Just put that telephone back on its
hook.

Well, where is Dr Rowan, anyway?

Resting.

Well, when she's finished resting, this
place could do with a woman's touch.

I heard all that.

You shouldn't be up.

You've got to tell him.

I was the one who wanted to keep it a
secret.

And I was wrong.

It's better now if everyone knows. For
your sake.

What shall I tell him?

Everything.

024 to control.

Ventress! I'm on the Adenfield Road.

Get yourself out here fast.

And bring a can of petrol.

That serves you right, that.

That's not very nice, is it? After all
I've done for you.

Sorry. Right, I'll have this.

I need me can.

You're joking. It's got my petrol in it.

No, it's not yours. It come from Mr.
Blaketon.

Yeah, well, no matter where it came
from, stealing is a mortal sin, so get

of it before I chop your legs off.

Go on.

Nick.

I don't know what to say.

Nick?

Look, what have I got now, then,
Beatrice?

A mucky carburettor.

A carb that sounds like firework. I've
gone wrong, Sarge.

Well, what's wrong with you?

You spoke to Nick.

Kate's got leukaemia.

Kate?

Kate Rubin?

Leukaemia?

But she can't have.

She's just had a baby.

They don't reckon that she's going to
pull through.

She's so young.

She's only a couple of years older than
me.

On the side there.

Under some book instructions.

Oh, yes.

I want you to take them.

If it's a last -minute attachment, I'm
having nothing to do with it. No, it's

not.

It's arrangements.

For afterwards.

That's even worse.

We're not at that stage yet, Kate.

Stick that other leg out. Please, take
them.

Oh, come on.

Where did I get... the ham?

Who's to ask?

I've heard of forward planning, but this
is ridiculous.

I need to make things easier for Nick.

I need to get your own way more like.

Posse to the bitter end.

Okay, um, it's Martin Day.

Things aren't looking good, I'm afraid.

Congestion's getting worse rather
rapidly.

We'd like you back in hospital.

I'm not making any decision without
Kate.

No. It's very kind of you, but no.

Might give you a better chance.

Time is very precious to me now,
Michael.

I don't want to stay here with my
husband and my baby.

If there are other treatments... They
wouldn't work.

They'd only delay things.

I don't want to linger.

Anyway, it's playing havoc with my
looks.

Let us know if he changes his mind.

Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

All right.

Sergeant Blake turned there to see you.
He insisted on waiting.

I've, uh, just come back to apologize.

If I'd known Kate was so ill, I would
never have said the things I did.

And I'm extremely sorry.

So if there's anything I can do, and,
uh, Bellamy and Ventress, you only have

to ask.

For starters, you can get that uniform
off.

From now on, you're on compassionate
leave.

Three days official.

After that, we'll bend the rules.

Excuse me, Sarge.

Right. Have you got everything you need?

Yes, thanks.

Right.

Don't be bitter, Nick.

Don't be bitter?

My whole life's been turned upside down.
I'm not a saint.

Look, feeling angry won't help.

You've got to be calm for you and the
baby.

Yeah, but if it hadn't been for her...
Having her made no difference.

I would have got the illness anyway.

You must never, never think that.

Yeah, I'm... I'm sorry. I don't know
what I'm saying.

Go and get some sleep.

You look exhausted.

Yeah.

Are you sure you'll be all right in
there?

Yeah, you just knock on the wall if you
need anything.

Is that a proposition?

Oh, isn't she a little puppet?

Yeah, she's lovely.

And just like her mum.

Poor wee thing.

Lying there all innocent.

It's so awful, Rita.

I know, love.

I know.

Is that her?

Yeah, she's pushing the pram up the
path.

I want to see the baby.

Not Gina.

I'm not up to Gina.

Nick, I want to say something.

If you remarry... Okay.

No, I'm serious.

I want you to find someone else.

But I want you to remember... Shh.

Don't talk so much.

I want you to remember that Sarah is
your firstborn.

She must never take second place.

She won't.

And you must give her enough love for
both of us.

Double rations.

Lots and lots of love.

She said it again, you know.

Telling me what to do.

Lots of cuddles and bedtime stories.

No smacking or leaving her to cry.

And what else?

Plenty of fresh air and exercise.

And take her to all our favourite
places.

And when she's older, help her with her
homework.

See, even I know it by now.

And with your brains and his luck, how
can she possibly fail?

Excuse me.

I won't drop her.

There you go.

I'll just get done making the door for
the night.

I'm meant to do so many things.

Have lots of children.

Tell her about us, will you?

Yeah. Tell her.

Yeah?

Tell her that Mum and Dad quite liked
each other.

Come on.

Put her back in her car.

Wait a minute.

Night -night, darling.

Was supposed to meet me an hour ago.
Where is it?

I haven't got any.

What? Well, I can't anymore, Gary. It's
stealing.

What? Mr Greengrass, he said it were
wrong.

Never mind what he says.

You get me some more petrol, or I'll
tell your mum what you've been doing.

No, don't tell me, ma 'am. She'll kill
me. I'll get you some more, I promise.

You'd better.

Alex.

Call Alex.

Sorry, love?

Alex, fair on me.

I feel terrible.

Jane?

She, uh... She just asked for Dr. Fair
on me.

He died three years ago.

You need some sleep, Nick.

I'm sick of the spare bed.

So, if the madam doesn't object, I think
I'll sleep in my own bed for a change.

Come on.

Give us a cuddle.

Oh, I don't even get a kiss.

I need to feel my arms around you.

Feel my arms around you like a seal
around the shore.

Each night and day I pray and hope that
I might find you.

And hope that I might find you.

Because heart can do no more than do.

It always ends up to one thing. I still
lean upon the floor.

How

can

I tell you that I love you?

I love you.

But I can't describe what to say.

I'll tell you that I'm always thinking
of you.

I'm always thinking of you.

It always ends up to one thing,

honey. I can't think of right words to
think.

The man that is born of a woman hath but
a short time to live.

He cometh up and is cut down like a
flower.

He cleareth as if he were a shadow and
never continueth in one stay.

In the midst of life we are in death.

Of whom may we seek for succour but of
thee, O Lord, who for our sins art

displeased.

Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most
mighty, O holy and most merciful

Deliver us not into the bitter pains of
eternal death.

Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our
hearts.

Shut not thy merciful ears to our
prayer, but spare us, Lord most holy, O

most mighty, O holy and merciful
Saviour.

Thou most worthy judge eternal, suffer
us not at our last hour for any pains of

death to fall from thee.

For as much as it has pleased Almighty
God of his great mercy to take unto

himself the soul of our dear sister here
departed, we therefore commit her body

to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to
ashes, dust to

dust.

Ensure. And certain hope of the
resurrection to eternal life.

Through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Sometimes life seems so very unfair,
doesn't it, Nick?

Oh, I don't know, Vicar.

God moves in mysterious ways.

I dare say this is a case in point.

Well, you drive on. One of us will bring
him back. Fine.

I'll wait for him, Sarge.

Get a hold of yourself, Bellamy.

Remember, you're in uniform.

Would you like to go home for a bit
first?

Before the wait.

Sorry?

Would you like to go home and see the
baby?

It might make you feel better.

I doubt it.

Now you go on, Alf.

Don't miss the bonfire on my account.

The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh
away, Mrs Rowan.

Well, you've taken away a bit too much
this time, if you ask me.

I'll get myself some air.

Not now.

So, as sure as it, eh? What, the nasty
little thief who's been licking the

petrol? No.

No? So, what's all this then, eh?

Prowling around at night.

Please make the run.

Getting me out of the small house while
my wife is dying.

Please.

Get up.

Don't do this. Get up and run.

Don't do this.

What's the plan now?

We're just about to make an arrest.

Let's get back to it.

Good boy, Alfred.

Alfred, come on.

You must be adventurous.

The name is Blaketon, madam.

Sergeant Blaketon?

Never.

You're quite nice looking.

Nothing at all like Nick says in his
letters.

I'm his mother, by the way.

Ruby Rowan.

Nick.

Everybody's here. It's just how Kate
wanted it to be. Good.

Tea, Nick? No, thanks.

You'll need some careful watch of
adventures.

Well, he doesn't seem that keen on the
baby either, Sarge.

Shut up, will you? Come here.

Come here, you duff paper.

What are you doing? Come here.

What's over here? What are you doing
here?

What's the matter?

He went bananas, absolutely bananas.

I mean, that lad's not all there. He
can't read or write. And Nick really

for him. But he was carrying the petrol
can and siphon. That's no way to treat

him.

I've never seen Nick lose his temper
like that before.

Get that down, you lovey.

Come on, you haven't had a thing yet.

Now then, I want a serious little chat.

About the baby.

Mum, not yet.

It has to be decided.

You won't be able to cope.

Not on your own.

And Kate only had Aunty Eileen.

So it's down to us, isn't it?

I could take her back to London with me.

So what do you say?

I'll think about it, Mum.

I mean, I've offered to have the baby.

Well, it's the only solution, isn't it?

The solution, yes.

I'm not sure it's the only one.

You don't know it to me.

I'm talking about what you've been doing
to David. So you'd better get in your

motor and get out of the village while
you've still got a motor to get out in.

I've not got any petrol.

Then go and buy some.

I'm skint.

Skint? Big businessman like you from
Leeds? You're not a big businessman, are

you? You're just a big mouth who's got a
big car you can't afford to run.

And in case you've not noticed, there's
a funeral on. There's plenty of cars

about. Even somebody with your limited
intelligence should be able to think of

something. Right?

He's been dead, what, three? Yeah.

She came to respond.

Well, well, well.

The medical profession.

May I put a question to you as doctors?

Yes, of course.

Well, may I ask how it happened?

How my wife managed to get through her
whole pregnancy with leukaemia and

noticed? Look.

Looks like medical negligence to me.

Oh, come on, Nick. No, I understand how
he feels.

I doubt it, Dr Faber.

I watched her die.

I lay with her as she died.

And all through the night, do you know
what I thought?

That this needn't have happened.

She must have been ill for ages.

Look, it's... And if you'd have spotted
it, you could have treated her earlier.

Let me try and explain. I don't need
explanations.

You're as much to blame as they are.

Come outside a minute.

You're quite wrong.

We all did our best.

Yeah, when it was too late. Because we
didn't know!

She hid the symptoms from us.

Look, the hospital did a blood test
early on in the pregnancy.

She was anemic, said she'd treated
herself.

I made her have another test at 36 weeks
because she looked so awful.

She sent that one off under another name
and kept the results to herself till

just before she had the baby.

She did it for Sarah.

To give her the best chance.

Well, you should have seen what she was
up to. You and the doctors.

You're supposed to be the experts.

Ladies and gentlemen.

What does he think he's doing?

To the lady that planned this whole do
for us.

Kate Rowan. Kate.

She were a grand doctor.

A lovely girl.

And a damn fine policeman's wife.

Which is an art given but to a few.

And to Nick.

Nick.

To Kate.

Kate. Kate.

Get him out of here.

Well, there's loads more grub, everyone.

Just help yourselves.

Let's go and see that baby of yours,
shall we?

She's been fine when the made -up
bottles are already in the fridge. Thank

I'll be round in the morning, then.
Thank you.

I'd just like you to know, Nick, that
the Force stands by its man in times

of trouble.

So just take your time.

Don't rush into anything.

She's very nice.

Just like her mother.

I'm not sorry, lad.

I'm not sorry.

There's one thing I have to know,
Maggie.

Did she suffer much?

Not physically, no.

She was terribly sad.

I'm sure.

Especially about the baby.

Nick?

Nick?

Ready?

Hello? Casey Rowe?

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

Heartbeat, why... Doesn't know what
you're saying in my memory