All language subtitles for heartbeat_s05e08_gone_tomorrow

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

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

Hey, sexy!

Alright.

We'll be right back.

cut, that when a car rides over it,
rubber eyelids close, wipe away dust,

wet days, wash the eyes.

Each one's a blinking marvel.

It sounds rough out there.

Woken Katie.

Yeah? Yeah?

Right. Yeah, okay, Mrs Conway.

Yeah, I'll be with you as soon as I can.

Okay.

I've got to go out, Alf.

Any chance of a lift?

No!

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Sounds about new.

Oh, no. Has the chimney gone?

Thank you.

I messed the clear up, Sarge. Well, at
least weather like this keeps the

villains at home. Although most of it
seems to be giving us the go -by.

I, uh... I think you spoke too soon,
Sarge.

Just find some candles, Bellamy.

quiet enough for me, I'll turn the car.

Start that again.

Go on, out you get, quick.

Go on, I told you a drop of rain was
over here.

What's wrong? Go on, get out.

Hey, how many times do you want to do
it?

What the devil is that?

Why can't I be at home in bed?

Lily, I'm sure the constable has more
important things to do, bringing him out

on a night like this. Well, if you'd
been at home, I heard the milk churns

over, scuffling.

It was only sheep.

But they're on purpose to scare us, I'll
bet. Now, Lily, who'd want to scare

you, Mrs Conway? Ted Halliwell, of
course.

He thinks he can get away with murder.

Now he's half built a new extension
without permission.

Leave it.

How long have you lived here?

A couple of years.

We bought this place off him and did it
up.

Now he's trying to drive us out.

Well, the Halliwells have lived here for
ages.

They're not known as troublemakers.

No?

The way his lad used to pester our
barrel on the school bus.

Well, if they were Ted's sheep, I'll
have a word with him about keeping his

closed. You do that, he won't listen to
me.

Whenever I ring up to complain, he just
puts the phone down.

I've just had that roof repaired.

How's my chimney?

It's had a bit of a clout, but it'll be
all right.

Do you think it's the lightning that
caused it, Ted?

I don't know. It's weird -like.

It's all calm out here now. I mean, even
the wind's dropped.

That's what I mean.

It's weird.

That was quick.

I think we've sorted it out.

Already?

Half an hour on a grudge between
neighbours is half an hour too long.

You all right?

I feel fine.

Well, you don't look it.

What's happened?

Well, when I was turning the car
around... Oh, yeah?

I crashed into a wall.

Well, Blaketon's going to love you.

You're injured?

I struck my head on the steering wheel.

Well, you best get it seen to. Do you
want me to drive?

I can manage.

Would you gear slip or something?

Lightning.

Well, you look like you were struck.

I was dazzled by something.

It was a lie to me.

What lie?

Well, it was down there by the golf
course.

We better take a look.

Look,

there's an out here.

I'm tired and you're soaked.

How's your red?

I'm fine, I keep telling you.

Do you want me to get my head seen to or
not?

Well, you'll have a breathe, but I can't
sweat a concussion.

Yeah, you must have been out for about
half an hour, I reckon.

I never was.

Alf, when I came out the conways, you
thought I'd just gone in.

Maybe I had a dose.

Must have been a lot quieter up on the
top than it was down here, then.

Nick, see if the power's back on.

Oh. What's wrong?

It's right in my eye.

Alf, what's the matter with your face?

What's wrong with it?

Looks like...

Like bad sunburn all down one side.

Wait there a minute. I'll get you
something for it.

What really happened up there, Alf?

It's past my bedtime.

our garden with sheep on purpose.

Now, why would I do that?

Because you're determined to make our
lives a misery, that's why.

And look at you now, clopping pig flurry
all over the lane.

Leave it, Lil, we're too late for work.

I'll back up, let you through.

Not till I've had it out with him.

Are you going to back up or do we stay
here all morning?

I haven't finished with you, Ted
Halliwell.

I'll have the law on you.

If you think the council are going to
let you finish that... Then you've got

another thing coming.

And you can wipe that smile off your
face when I'm talking to you.

Or I'll wipe it off for you.

How's the head today, then, Ventress?

Better, thanks, Sarge.

Well, get it round to report on that
bent bumper.

I told him I was dazzled by lightning.

Yeah, he wants it in writing.

And if that's supposed to be a ship,
you've given it two blunt ends.

Mr. Halliball's gone a bit far this
time, then.

Nothing's damaged that won't grow again.

And I've always hated bees.

But if he upsets your mum and dad
regularly, like last night... Beryl?

Just a few sheep gone daft.

Anything else you want to tell me?

Your mum seems to think you don't see
Luke Halliball now you both left school.

Better she doesn't know.

Well, it's a good job she's not in the
village much then, isn't it?

Oh, thanks.

Thanks for not telling.

You all

done about,

Luke?

And guess why you've come?

Well, maybe you should check the
steering on his tractor.

You don't want him annoying the conways,
do you?

No.

Erm... About last night.

It was me knocking the milk churns over.

Well, I guess Beryl knew more than she
was saying.

We've been up in her room.

Only talking.

I'm usually quieter than that.

Well, you don't usually have a flock of
sheep with you, do you?

They must have gone mad on your walls.

It's not surprising when you think what
the stone broke down.

Why, what did the stone bring down?

The UFO, wasn't it?

Two yokes and a bollock.

Some hands. Some hands.

Hands. Well, it's Aiden's field and all
the headlines.

Stampeding horses.

Chimneys hit by lightning.

And would you believe it? An identified
flying object.

Give me strength.

Claude Jeremiah Greengrass, age 48.

Witnessed a flying saucer landing on
Whitby Golf Course.

48? It's a measurement.

They were the pudding green, you know.

Subsequent investigation revealed no
trace.

You can't all tell and close.

How many of those did you have last
night?

Not as many as I intend having tonight.

I'll be back in half an hour, Eileen.

Hello, Miss Jarvis.

Nick, you haven't forgotten I'm running
the beetle drive at church for Hester

tonight.

I'll stop in with Katie.

It's very good of her. I've got parish
council.

My pleasure. Makes me feel I belong
here.

Where will you be if anyone phones?

Looking for Claude Greengrass.

And then this great big light beam come
down and sucked up this herd of cows and

dropped them in the school classroom.

Did you see any spaceman, Claude?

I've been told I've got to be a bit
careful, just how much I say, you know,

because they don't want me to incur
panic.

It'll be them experiments at
Filingdale's causing freak weather

Hey, when are you going to clear this
slate, Claude?

I've got assets coming.

You know your trouble. You worry too
much. About time you went on your

and I happen to know where there's one
going.

It's for two. You could take Gina.
Holiday?

What I need is compensation.

I bet if Gina were offered a cut -price
Mediterranean cruise for two, you'd jump

at it, wouldn't you? Oh, yeah.

I'm going to be Uncle George, though.

You're not a bad judge.

Thank you.

Anyway, think about it.

I'll come back to you.

Can

we

have a word about flying saucers?

Not of a note, we can't.

Tell me, Gould, and not the pub version.

I'll think about it. In the meantime,
can I interest you in this?

It's only one of those prize drawers.
Ignore it.

Ignore it? Can't you read? I've won it.

Well, so you have.

Congratulations. Do you know anybody who
might want to buy it?

Why, can't you find anyone desperate
enough to go with you?

I'm terrified.

I've never been on a boat in my life.

I'll think of somebody.

Hey, about this UFO.

If I'm no buyer for this, I might tell
you.

Claude. What?

Could be that your daughter's pony's
turned up in the cemetery.

Oh, no, it was grazing.

Alf, have you seen the paper?

Er... It's around somewhere.

No trouble. You wouldn't be holding
evidence by any chance.

Six miles, that one bolted.

Rowan!

In here.

Right, Dad.

I want to work with you.

I'm relying on you, Rowan, to nip these
science fiction rumours in the bud

before they hit the national press.

I'm not sure that they are rumours,
Sarge. There are two eyewitness reports

an unidentified flying object.

So it's not just Greengrass pulling your
leg, then?

I've reason to believe there's been
another sighting.

You'd believe anything you would.

Just don't go making it official,
otherwise Ed Quarters will think we

enough work on.

Just take it from me. Until we're
actually being invaded by Martians...

This kind of nonsense is not a police
matter.

But if I investigate the facts, we can
squash the rumours.

Yes, we'll keep a pinch of salt, Andy.

Right, son.

Oh, Rowan.

Just one other thing.

I've been thinking.

It's occurred to me that... Well, your
Auntie Eileen, she doesn't get out much,

does she? She might fancy a change of
scene sometime.

Bit of civilised company.

Well, she has made a few friends, Sarge.
Not free tonight, is she?

No. No, she's got a date.

Oh.

Charity fundraising.

Oh.

Was that all, Sarge?

Yes.

I make it 186 pounds, 15 shillings and
tuppence.

Not bad, is it, for a small village?

With a bank except this?

Yeah. They took one of me once that had
been through a washing machine.

Thanks for the tea.

Now, you know what to do. Oh, yes.

Oh,

she likes you, Hester.

Did you never want a husband and
children yourself?

Oh, I gave up that prospect ten years
ago.

Bye, Katie.

I'm alright. You just look after the
dog.

There we go.

Come on, son.

When shall we tell them?

Why not now?

Hang on.

It's the meeting tonight.

My dad's going to get the council to
object to your dad's planning

Oh, heck.

The extension's almost built.

If dad has to knock it down now, I'll
elaborate, Luce.

If he doesn't knock it down, my mum
swears we're moving.

We'll never see each other.

They're not going to stop us.

I'll tell Dad tonight.

Then we'll know what we're up against.

I'm sorry, you'll have to take me back.

I feel as sick as a dog.

Sorry, son, we're not going.

I'd rather get away.

Can't we forget about it?

State you're in?

Oh, this is a nightmare, this is.

I'm not sure what happened.

And now I know that other people saw the
thing.

Well, it's worse.

How close did you get?

I think... that I was taken right
inside.

Into the spaceship?

Who took you inside?

Well, it was as though I was being
pulled.

Oh,

look, just thinking about it scares me
stiff.

You're not writing anything down, are
you?

No. No, no, not if you don't want me to.

I woke my missus last night, yelling out
loud.

What does she think about it?

I couldn't tell her.

She blames it on the cheese and pickled
onions.

I remember wondering, is this what
dying's like?

Do you know someone who can help you,
Alf?

Anything.

Will you go on a cruise? You must be
joking.

No, I'm gearing it away. What? Well, for
50 quid, it's as good as, isn't it?

Oh, here cometh the parish council.

Well?

You'll have to knock it down.

I did warn you.

You're corrupt, Conway.

I beg your pardon? You were the only one
objecting. It's the principle.

That extension stays where it is. Even
farmers can't extend their homes without

permission. What if I say it's a dairy?

What then?

It's still got to come down.

You're pathetic.

Hey, Ted, stop it.

He's bent.

He's taken advantage. . . . . .

. . . . .

A huge success.

£250 now.

Oh, thanks.

That's splendid.

Tell me all about it tomorrow.

Good night, Eileen.

Good night.

Now, is either of you gentlemen going to
press charges?

What's the point?

I sort of always get the law on their
side.

The law concerns itself with keeping the
peace.

Mr Conway?

No,

no charges.

Well, if you're letting it drop, I don't
want any more trouble out of either of

you. Aye, or you'll both be barred.

Last orders, please.

Yeah, come on, everyone. Last orders,
please.

Do you have any idea the trouble a
report like this will cause?

It was an incident.

Three witnesses.

I know the trouble I'll be in for not
reporting it.

Alarmist's twaddle, that's all it is.

Now, listen, I can explain away
sightings by an idiot like Greengrass.

or some teenager brought up on Dandere,
but not when they're vouched for by one

of me own officers.

Well, why try and explain it away?

Instructions from headquarters, that's
why.

I'm responsible for keeping the lid on
this, so if the press get too

interested... Ventress!

It's my head on the block.

There's only one way out of this.

Sergeant.

Ah, Ventress.

I owe you an apology.

What for?

Well, the other day you had an accident
in the patrol car and I was more

concerned about a bent bumper than the
state of your health.

That was very remiss of me.

So I've decided to put you on sick leave
until you're fit enough for duty.

But I am fit, Sarge.

It's for your own good, Ventress. Just
go home.

And whatever you do, don't talk to
anyone about anything.

I can't go on. What'll I tell the
missus?

What this bloke Maggie knows.

The hypnotist.

Well, if we can get at the truth, we can
argue back.

Will we not stop him building, then? No.

Stop the local council.

We'll get it on appeal.

Dad?

About the sheepdog trials.

No.

I've told you.

You're not ready.

It's the under -21s. Aye.

And remember, that's what you are.

You're not marrying the Conway girl.

You're both too young to know your own
minds.

You can't stop us.

Listen.

If it's likely you'll not make a fool of
yourself and let down Ty, you can enter

the trials.

But on one condition.

You're to promise you won't go pestering
the vicar.

It's a deal.

We'll hope to get an agreement instead.

You sure you want to go through with
this, Al?

You'll stay in the room with me, won't
you?

Yeah, well, someone has to pay rent.

Well, I might not go under.

Hello, Dr. Osborne. Oh, hello.

You come in.

What's happening now, Alf?

I'm moving into reverse.

This clutch needs seeing to.

It's wild up here.

What's that?

Can you tell us?

It's moving.

It can't be.

It's settling down.

Relax. You're absolutely safe now. Now
concentrate on steady breathing.

Better.

I'm just fetched, Nick.

Open your eyes.

What can you see?

It's a door.

It's opening.

It's pulling me in.

I can't stop the pull.

My face is on fire!

Stop!

He's going to have a heart attack.

Stop! No, don't, you can't. I'll bring
him out.

No!

Alf?

Can you hear me?

You know, Bill could stop you smoking as
well, Al. Not just at this minute,

thank you.

So I'm not going to lose my job on
account of what I saw, then?

Why should you? You're not alone.

There are more cases of human
interaction with the paranormal than

realise.

Try telling that to Blaketon.

Why me, eh?

That's what they all say. It's a
phenomenon we don't yet understand, but

nothing to be afraid of.

There you are.

Evidence of valid experience. And just
remember, you are not abnormal.

All right, well, let's get you back on
duty, shall we?

Ciao.

If he were all right, he'd have let me
know where he was.

Something's happened to him.

Tried PC Rowan first, he was out.

It's not good enough.

What's the problem?

Um, this lady's husband didn't come home
last night, Sarge.

Well, get on to it, Bellamy. Check the
hospital.

Leave no stone unturned.

Now.

Don't you worry, madam.

We'll move heaven and earth to find him.

Finding the car would be a help.

I've had to come in a taxi this morning.

There was £250 in that box when I gave
it back to you last night.

Oh, heavens, I'm not blaming you.

I just wondered if you could throw any
light on how it disappeared.

to steal money raised for charity.

You didn't leave the box unattended in
the church last night.

No.

Maybe you've had burglars.

You mean at home?

During the night.

I didn't notice anything unusual.

But listen, perhaps we needn't bother
Constable Rowan just yet.

There may be a perfectly simple
explanation.

I'm sure the money will turn up.

You're right.

So, it's quite common, is it, what you
experienced?

Apparently, bright lights can stimulate
parts of the brain not normally used.

Of which you have more than average
interest.

I can stay on duty, then?

Well, unless the powers that be
recommend otherwise, I can't stop you.

Do you know, Vincent, it's a bonny
afternoon, and now we aren't a man

I could do a follow -up investigation,
personally, on Whitby Golf Course.

I thought there was a missing person
over on Rowan's patch.

Well, Bellamy's dealing with that.

Bellamy!

Oh, no business worries Sarge. Been to
the factory and the shop, and, well,

all order -booked and in profit.

So Councillor Conway's not running away
from creditors, then?

Did his employees...

Give you any idea what kind of chap he
is?

Henpecked.

Mr. Councillor, Conway's vehicle, all
right? What time did he leave?

Well, soon after last orders.

So he was either on foot or someone gave
him a lift?

Well, you don't suppose Ted Halliwell
had another go at him?

Well, what time did he leave?

Oh, a few minutes before.

You mustn't jump to conclusions, George.

Let me know if you hear anything, all
right? Right.

You're getting to be a very big young
lady, aren't you?

Oh, little Katie Rowan.

Off you go, then. I'll stay till Nick
gets back.

It's too early.

Oh, of course, yes. You mustn't look too
eager on your first date.

Maggie, really.

Can I ask what you think of Hester
Jarvis?

Hester?

Typical spinster of this parish, I
suppose.

She's a private sort of person.

She wouldn't have a...

Delinquent in the family she wants to
protect.

No. But she's the cousin to Lord
Ashfordly. She's the magistrate.

Why? All the church money for famine
relief has gone missing.

Lost or stolen?

Stolen, I think. And she doesn't want
Nick to investigate.

Well, tell him.

Tell him or I will.

The village put a lot of effort into
raising that money.

She lives alone, doesn't she?

Yes.

She was expecting someone last night who
has a key.

Oh, and we thought we knew all the local
secrets, didn't we, Katie?

Can either of you suggest why it might
want to disappear?

No, he wouldn't go of his own accord.
You can forget that.

He's got too much to lose.

Well, he has been known, Mrs Conway.

That's why we can't put too high a
priority on tracking him down yet. Oh, I

You'd be sorry when he's found dead
then, won't you? Because the police

act fast enough. Don't say that.

Conscience troubling you, is it?

Fetch me the spare car keys. I'll have
the car back at least.

Oh, well, I'm sorry, Mrs Conway. It
might be needed by forensic.

And now, did he take any extra clothes
with him? No.

Just what he was wearing.

His business suit.

And how about money?

No. I handle the finance.

He can't be far away.

What about using tracker dogs?

Yes, if we have to.

And when are you going to arrest Ted
Halliwell?

He's behind it.

When she told me about this stupid
engagement, I couldn't believe my ears.

Mum, you've no right.

Don't worry, Beryl. I'm sure your dad's
safe somewhere.

Your

whistles

are too long. If you cut them in half,
you'll get more commands in.

Now what?

The council of Conway hasn't been seen
since he left the Aidensfield Arms last

night. Weird.

Good riddance.

Any idea where he went?

What's she been saying?

I know you've had your problems and it
got a bit rough last night.

I get it.

I've done the poor blighter in and
buried him in concrete, is that what

saying? His family are very worried.

She'll say anything to get that
extension demolished.

Take no notice off him, he's all mouth.

If you ask me,

Conway's done a bunk.

And what makes you think that?

With a missus like he's got.

Your shoulders relaxed and your head
still.

And you don't move your head until after
you've hit the ball. Have you got that?

Right. All right, have another go.

You've got a very nice swing, Eileen.

Now you stand over here, and I'll let
her go.

Right, uh, Eileen, uh, bring the
trolley.

Well, the clock tomorrow.

Thanks.

I'll be there.

I never knew they cared.

Who?

Headquarters. They made an appointment
for me.

Have a medical check -up. Mr Eilisham
Hooker.

An eye specialist, is he?

I know what I saw.

Yeah, Blayton said they wouldn't like
the report.

Do you think they're trying to get rid
of me?

On medical grounds?

Eh? They won't put a couple like you out
to grass.

Oh, I wouldn't bet on it.

I've been dreading this.

Sheep droppings.

Who's allowed sheep onto the course, I
wonder? And what is this?

I mean, I know it was a severe storm
last night, but... Or else it was a

triangular sheep.

Oh, Eileen.

Ah, Miss Jarvis. Good afternoon.

Sergeant Blaketon.

Is this what our tame UFO did?

I never knew you played golf, Eileen.

I'm having lessons.

Good idea.

By the way, I may have alarmed you
unduly this morning.

Bit of a mix -up.

I've banked enough to cover it.

Generous of you.

Not like you, Miss Jarvis. Getting mixed
up.

You've got time for a cup of tea.

Any messages, Julie?

Nope. Thanks.

Hello, Maggie.

All right?

Yeah. Well, no.

I think I might have landed out right,
innit? With Blaketon?

No, with headquarters.

They've ordered a medical check
tomorrow.

I must think it's urgent.

Do you know who he's seeing?

Yeah, Mr Elsham Hooker.

Him?

How dare they?

Well, why? Who is he?

Top brass psychiatrist.

He's the type to certify I'll presume
he'll look at it.

So they're that keen to suppress talk of
UFOs, eh?

Look, I've got to go. Sorry.

Evening, Elk. Hi, Nick.

I'll have a pork pie when you're ready,
please, Gina. Yeah.

What do you call this, Claude?

Illegal tender.

Well, I don't like the look of it much.

Oh, neither did I. That's why I've given
it you.

Well, it'll do.

Help settle his slate, seem to suddenly
flush.

Here you go.

Only Hester doesn't want the thief
caught, Nick.

No, he did right telling me.

My guess is that she's made up the lot
out of her own money to hush it up.

Yeah, well, it will be all old coins and
used notes.

Untraceable.

Except one note was covered in ink.

I was afraid it might be no good.

What colour ink?

Green.

Does it matter?

Is that your lunch already, Ventress?

I might not have an appetite later.

Can I have a word, Sarge?

No.

And you can't have your afternoon off,
Rowan, unless Councillor Conway's been

found. Yeah, well, I think I can trace
where he is. Well, get on to it, then.

If you're all right, Bellamy can cover
Aidensfield for you.

Ventress will be back from his medical
by then.

Yeah, but it isn't a medical, is it,
Sarge?

If not the routine, take your blood
pressure and how's the family job?

You can't let them do this to him.

Who am I to argue with the powers that
be, Rowan?

Well, have you tried?

Like saying that you see Alf every day,
he's as fit for duty as he ever was.

Now, you listen to me.

Rumours of an invasion by little green
men from outer space, plus MOD

experiments, can be very unsettling.

And this psychological condition of
Ventress's is not your problem, so don't

involved. I am involved.

Ashfordly District Hospital, 12 o
'clock.

He's entitled to have a colleague with
him.

Cold?

Yeah, comes to be all.

Are you in the money this week?

Just enough to buy a few luxuries like
bread and milk and biscuits for him.

Wouldn't have come from a certain
charity fund, would it?

You know your trouble. You spend too
much time with that Blaketon. If you

know, I sold that Mediterranean cruise,
didn't I?

Who to?

That is for me to know and you to find
out. Now, don't mess me about, Claude.

Was it Councillor Conway? Yeah, why?

When?

Yesterday, first thing.

Well, thank you.

Could have saved me a lot of trouble.

Is there any reward for information
received?

Morning, Miss Jarvis.

I hear you've lost rather a lot of cash
recently.

Oh, there's no need to chase it. I've
made it good.

Well, aren't you interested to know
where it went?

Actually, a friend borrowed the money
thinking it was mine.

Would that be your colleague on the
parish council, Mr Conway?

You'd better come in.

I suspect you're looking for me.

Your family are very worried about you.

Greengrass had this Mediterranean
cruise, half price.

I wanted to surprise Hester.

I thought by the time he got back, the
fuss would have died down. It was all

way out in the open.

If it made the break sooner.

I had to stay with Lily for Beryl's
sake.

Now she's grown up.

Well...

It was the right moment.

For you?

You'd have saved a lot of police time if
you'd have told your wife your plans.

Don't tell her I'm here.

Well, she'll have to know you're safe.

The rest is up to you.

I can't go back to Lily. I'm sorry.

So am I.

You might have asked me before you threw
caution to the winds.

I'll see myself out.

Please. I have to... It's only being
with you that's kept me sane all these

years. I've waited too long.

What am I to do with this holiday?

He's here for a medical check -up, not a
psychiatric examination.

And I'm here to determine his fitness
for duty, Mr Rowan. I'll make better

progress without your help.

What do you think?

No officer who sees flying saucers can
be regarded as fit.

There were two members of the public.
They saw what I saw. They didn't

experience the same paranormal images
and sensations.

I regard it as evidence of mental
instability.

Well, Dr Bill Evans disagrees. We have
his report.

You haven't heard my tapes. It was
highly irresponsible of you to make this

official. Your superiors are very
alarmed. Well, I'm not alarmed, and I

there. That is a matter of opinion.

You hadn't taken any substance likely to
cause hallucinations? No, I hadn't.

Accidentally, perhaps?

I'm offering you a way out.

By faking his evidence?

He can persist in his fantasy and
embarrass the authorities, or he can be

admitted to my wing of this hospital as
a voluntary patient for a mere 28 days,

and then, if I am satisfied he suffered
only a temporary mental breakdown, he

can no doubt return to his job.

Which is it to be?

Don't even think about it, Alf.

Not unless you want this on your record.
What will feature on my record is your

lack of cooperation.

They can't sack me, can they?

No, I doubt it.

Let's risk embarrassing the authorities,
shall we?

Let it be known how they tried to get
rid of you, and why.

I'm just a walking the dog.

If you're gonna how to do it, I'll show
you how to walk the dog.

Ventus, you wouldn't talk to the press,
would you?

I might.

But I'm put.

Somebody up there doesn't want any more
headlines about UFOs.

Well, the pub's open. I'll buy you all a
drink.

Well, come on, then.

Maggie. Thanks.

Enter. Nick.

Cheers. So, are we to be told or not?

What? Well, come on, Sarge. Has Al still
got his job?

Well, I'm happy to say that his ruse has
failed.

Eh? What ruse?

Well, your attempt, Ventress, to stay on
indefinite sick leave. Well, that was

you. Now, it seems that you're to
continue to report to Ashfordly Police

Station, where I can keep my beady eye
on you.

Cheers, Sarge.

Cheers.

You all right, Alf?

Oh, I thought I'd blown it then.

They had me down as a barmy.

I'm better now.

Nick.

Thanks.

Oh, come off it, mate. No.

I'd be on the dole if it wasn't for your
help.

I know something happened.

Do you believe me then?

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

Why does the love chip stay in my
memory?