All language subtitles for heartbeat_s05e10_it_s_all_in_the_game

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

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

I haven't got him, Mr. Armstrong.

I don't carry that much on me.

Never.

Tomorrow.

First thing.

twice and once.

Catherine Ferris, I baptize thee in the
name of the Father, and of the Son, and

of the Holy Ghost.

He's disappeared, boss.

He left in a hurry.

Find him.

I need him.

This is splendid.

It's really old, isn't it? It's a family
heirloom. I would have gritted in it if

it was Kate.

A tradition which is fading, I feel,
along with many others.

I was wrapped in the flag.

V -Day.

Go on, Maggie. Have some food. Indulge
yourself.

Oh, um...

I just wanted to say thank you, Vicar.

It must have been difficult, Nick.

But I feel that Kate was with us in
spirit.

I'm very proud.

Thank you.

You all right?

Yeah, fine.

Good.

Pass us the beetroot, then.

Nick, can I have a word?

Yeah. By the way, Nick, it's a beautiful
present you must have found.

Don't you think, Sergeant Blaketon?

Oh, yes.

She must have been very upset she
couldn't be here.

Devastated and colourblind.

Don't mind me.

Look, just call in at the station about
six o 'clock tomorrow evening. I've got

a D .I. Woodhead coming down from
Newcastle at the I .D.

It's a plainclothes job.

Great. You want to sign Eileen up for
the race trip, George?

I see refreshments.

Race trip?

I've not been told about this.

My new day at the races.

Fish and chips or a sourbuck.

Then we lose a load of money and cry
into our beer.

It's a good day out.

Put me down for it. Forget it, Maggie.
They're barred from every public house

from here to Ripon. Hello, everyone.

Oh, Eileen. Thank you.

I'll get it, Nick.

Oh,

is that PC Rowan in?

Yes, his daughter's christening.

Oh, I've come at the wrong time.

No. Is it police business?

Well, you could say that, yeah.

Hello, Nick.

Long time no see.

Is there a problem, Eileen?

No, a visitor.

A woman?

I think they must be old friends.

Oh, yeah.

Bad timing.

No, no, not at all.

You look well.

I was passing. I've got friends in
Whitby.

I remember.

Do you?

I heard about your wife and your baby. I
thought I'd call in.

Well, come and see her.

No, I don't know anybody.

They won't buy it.

Come on. Come and meet Katie.

Now, Claude.

Oh, she's beautiful.

Yeah, she is, isn't she?

She's got her dad's nose.

You were really cute when you were a
kid.

Was I?

Yeah. What happened?

Where's she from?

London, Axton. Long time no see, she
said.

She's a bit off, that Minnie.

Out. She's a bit of all right.

That's what I need.

It's what we all need.

Oh, we all do.

And grow out a bit.

I hope not.

Sarge, this is Sergeant Blayton of the
North Riding Constabulary.

Pleased to meet you.

Hello.

And this is Sergeant Jill Criddle of the
Metropolitan Police.

I was just passing and I thought to
myself, isn't this old Claude's neck of

woods? Did you? I did, and I thought...

Doesn't old Claude owe me some money?

I think I paid you that. You haven't,
Claude.

You've come at a bad time. I'm amazed to
hear that, Claude.

But you could do me a favour to pay me
back.

It all depends what it is. I need
somewhere to stop for a few days. Why,

after you?

I've business in the area.

Business? Could there be a bit of
something in it for me?

I've always been a good friend to me
mates.

How long do you want to stay?

We shouldn't be here for more than a
week.

We? You can't bring any women in here.
All right, Claude, keep your hair on. I

wish I'd got something.

It's only Eric.

You are joking.

Alfred, you're great in mud!

Say nothing.

Eh? I want to know what, where and why.

Oh, you think you know how, then, by
now, don't you?

All right.

Aye. Not bad.

How are you?

Fine. Good. Good.

Is he in?

He's waiting for you.

Right.

Zenny. She's a big improvement on
Inspector Murchison.

Yeah, she is, isn't she?

Yeah.

In my opinion, Inspector Murchison was a
very attractive woman.

DI Woodhead, Newcastle TID, PC Nick
Rowan. Pleased to meet you, Nick.

Is this your man? Aye.

Frank Elliot Armstrong.

Frankie to his mother, Mr Armstrong to
everyone else.

And what business is he in?

He owns a couple of gambling clubs.

Uses them as a front for his criminal
activities.

Nothing moves in our area without his
nod.

Protection rackets? Aye. He offers
bandits, slot machines to pubs and

Well, they know better than to refuse.

Armstrong's bought himself another club
in Scarborough.

But he hasn't moved down here without a
reason.

Now, there's a grand opening of his new
club on Thursday night. We want you to

go along and have a look round.

Right, sir.

He's a nasty piece of work.

Oh, I think PC Rowan can take care of
himself.

He'd be a lot less conspicuous with a
woman on his arm.

Don't suppose you've got any spare WPCs
around the place?

I'm afraid not, sir.

Actually, there is somebody, sir.

Sergeant Jewel Criddle.

She's in the area, visiting friends.

She's with the Met.

Well, let's see if I can sort it out.

He's the man, the man with the Midas
touch.

A spider's touch.

A cold finger. A cold finger.

Thank you. Thank you.

Is the desert fine so far up north?

Well, we have our moment.

There's a lot of money in here.

Yeah, a few dodgy faces and all.

Just like old times.

It is, isn't it?

Yeah.

Everything all right?

Fine, boss.

What use of Billy Black?

He disappeared, boss.

You're not looking hard enough.

I reckon he's moved on.

Gone south.

Not Billy Black.

He thinks you're Paul off the edge of
the world at Scotch Corner.

We'll find him, boss.

Tell him.

I'll give him a chance to wipe the plate
clean.

Tell him.

In his case, there might even be a life
after death.

We're beginning to stand out. Which one
are you going to try?

I don't know. I've forgotten the rules.

This one.

How much did Boudet give you?

20 quid.

Well, hand it over, then, and I'll be
your floozy.

Red, green.

Isn't this our man?

Who's parking?

19. You moved it. I said 19.

You called 21, sir.

Hey. Hang on a minute.

You'd like to come with us? Yeah,
quietly.

I'm just going for a walk. Be careful.

having a good night not bad lived much
before sometime and you well

now and then this is my club is it it's
very good thank you i

hope you'll allow me to buy you a drink
later it's very kind of you

I was looking for the toilet. You got
the wrong place, friend.

Yeah, looks like it. Yeah, it does,
doesn't it?

Here you are.

Hello again.

What are you doing here?

I was looking for the toilet.

Well, I'm ready to go.

Yeah, I'm coming.

Excuse me.

I'll know where it is next time.

Thanks. Don't mention it.

He had some places marked down on the
map.

And I've come out 30 quid up.

What a team.

So, Armstrong's into war -stopping, is
he?

Yeah, it looks like it's hard. There's
Blakey Wood, Newton, Lipperdale. They're

all racing stables.

Did you get them all?

No, no, I had to get out a bit sharpish.

And you reckon these are all on his
wanted list?

Oh, we need to take a look.

Right, then.

This is my business.

One of the biggest tables round here,
you know. They reckon he's got a race in

certainty for Rippon.

Can you get me in?

Can I get you in? Can I duck?

This is my backyard.

I can go anywhere I like.

I hope there's going to be a few quid in
all this for me.

Aye. Enough to leave us both in clover.

So, are you coming or are you going to
stop by all morning?

In love.

What I want is a small stable with a few
good hosts.

I know a few trainers like that.

What about this one?

Captain Curram at Flannery's.

I know Flannery's.

Whereabouts is it?

Keep going, I'll show you.

Hi.

Hello.

Nick not here.

I'm supposed to be meeting him.

Oh, he didn't say.

I've been to get my stuff. I'm moving
into the village pub for a couple of

nights. It's more convenient.

I suppose it is.

Look, I wouldn't want you to take this
the wrong way.

Sorry.

Nick is so vulnerable at the moment.

I don't know how to put this without
seeming rude.

No.

You're worried that Nick's going to fall
for the first woman who comes along who

seems to offer him some light at the end
of a dark tunnel.

I suppose I did mean something like
that, yes.

Oh, really?

He's gone to the shops.

Fine. I'll go and meet him.

It'll be all right.

It'll be like taking sweets from a baby.

I'll tell you.

When do we do it?

Tonight. And tomorrow, Mr Flannery's
going to have his fastest racehorse

Queen coming along.

Fine, thanks.

I'm glad I've seen you.

Oh, why?

I'm a bit concerned about Nick.

Hmm?

His old friend, Jill.

Oh, Sergeant Criddle, you mean. Well,
she's a nice enough lass.

Is she?

Well, I believe so.

Now, come on, Eileen.

They're former colleagues, old friends.

You've got nothing to worry about.

Hope you're right.

What are you drinking, Claude?

Scotch, a big one.

And I'll have a pint of strong.

I'm Billy, old mate of Claude's. Pleased
to meet you.

I'm looking for business opportunities
in the area.

Claude's showing me around.

Oh, he's well up on business
opportunities, this Claude.

Hiya, Nick.

And it's Jill, isn't it?

Yeah. Be careful what you say.

Mustn't matter.

Right, Claude.

Very well, thank you.

Constable.

We've put you in the back. It's much
quieter.

I've just made it up. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Will you have a drink?

No, thanks, Jules. No, we're off to the
coast.

Oh. Well, I'll take your bags up.

Showing you the sights, is he?

Sort of.

Very nice.

I'll see you later, then.

Ta -ra.

What's next?

Ah, another couple of miles.

It's a pub in Eldering.

Should be on the main drag, guys. One
-horse villages are all the same.

Hang on. Look who's here.

I don't believe it.

Find some way to park.

I am doing.

Come on.

I get the feeling that Armstrong's a bit
big time for up here.

Oh, I don't know.

There's more to it than sheep wrestling.

You're enjoying this, though.

Playing clothes work.

Makes a change.

Don't you miss London?

No. Don't believe me.

Well, Kate missed it at first.

We both learned to love it here.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean... No, it's all
right.

It's turned out to be everything I've
always wanted.

Beautiful countryside.

Real people.

Some of us want excitement.

What happened to you and that D .I.
Broaddus, then?

Oh, police marriagey basis.

I married him on the rebound. I didn't
realise at the time, but... Anyway, I

threw myself into my career. I'm joining
CID when I get back.

You'll be the first woman commander.

It'll never happen.

What about you?

You've given up on promotion?

Haven't thought about it for ages.

Mark down at the Met.

You'd have been Inspector by now and you
know it.

I should come back.

I'm going to leave all this.

Here he is. The man himself.

Billy Black.

Who's that with him?

Dunno. Some old tramp.

Are they stunning?

I love racing. My ex, he was a gambler.
He took me once and I was hooked.

Hey, you!

It's Armstrong.

So it is.

I don't want the likes of you around my
horses.

Well, are we on private property?

Just get back into your car, or I'll
have my lads put you back.

Oh, I wouldn't do that. I don't want any
trouble.

I was just admiring your horses.

He's coming up here.

No, we're out walking.

Ah, the beautiful lady gambler and her
wandering boyfriend.

Hello.

Taking in the sea air?

Quite a pleasant place to study for.

Just what I'm doing.

I like to make my own judgments.

And have you?

I might have done.

Will you be at the races tomorrow?

Hope so.

I'll look out for you.

We'll have a drink.

Bye.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yeah, he's off to one of those beauties
down there.

He's going to fix the big race.

So that's where he's been hiding.

Let's go and get him.

No, we'll let him keep filling the pot.

We'll pick him up tonight.

The tiger's in his lair, yes.

Hello, old friends. How are you getting
on? Here in a dull grind of honest

coppering, we'll ask one around the
countryside with a smart bird on my arm.

That's very flattering. Thank you very
much, Constable.

I'm saying nothing.

And there was me, thinking you were
saying too much.

Armstrong spent the afternoon watching
Boothby's horses exercising on the

And? Well, it's the big meeting at Ripon
tomorrow.

Boothby's got some of his horses
running.

It's not that time of the year come
round again, is it?

Yes, it is.

Oh, dear.

The one day of the year where normal,
decent, upstanding members of the local

community climb aboard a charabang,
rampage through the countryside to Ripon

Racecourse, lose their shirt, fall over
drunk, and drown their sorrows in every

public house on the way back.

Winters! In here!

Right. Ripon tomorrow, is there a
favourite for the big race?

Well, it depends on the going and all.

Well, just take a look out of the window
and give me an educated guess.

Fab Four.

Fab Four.

What stables is it at? At Boothby's.

Well, that's it.

He's out to nobble the favourite. Right,
Ventress, you and Bellamy on guard due

to the night. I'll phone Boothby and
warn him.

Rowan? Get out of D .I. Woodhead. Tell
him what's going on. Oh, and Armstrong's

used to seeing you in civvies.

So we'll keep it like that.

It's a bit party.

You're going soft.

I thought there'd be a store.

I set the place on fire.

Is that you?

What? That smell.

Equine flatulence.

Yeah, I know, but is it you?

It's the ruddy horses.

We're in for a great night.

You done it? Aye. No problems.

There was nobody around.

You got the right end, didn't you? The
brown end, Captain Coram. I'm only

asking. It'll be off like a rocket. Just
you wait.

Where are we going to sleep?

Sleep? No sleep for us tonight, Philip.

Not when we're guarding Fab Four.

We're all that stands between Ashfordly
and the greatest threat to the Queen's

peace is Adolf.

I'll be sleeping in there.

In a stable?

Vegas can't be choosers.

You take first watch.

I'll warm the straw up.

What are you drinking?

Oh, I'll get it. No, come on.

Perfect. Point to Beverly, George, and
is Nick coming?

He said he would if he could.

Well, make it two.

So, you've known Nick a long time.

Yeah.

Well, give me the lowdown.

In school, he was my first boyfriend.

Didn't think you'd make it. Eileen let
you out, did she?

Everything all right, then? Yeah, we've
been having a great time.

Good.

Captain Coram.

Force race.

Put everything you've got on it, Claude.

Dig up your old biscuit tin.

How do you know about that? I mean, I've
not got a biscuit tin.

What's going on?

Billy?

Who's out there?

Scared him off. Where are they, then?
They're in there.

Any problems, Bellamy?

Not a whisper, Sarge.

Are you all right?

A bit cold, actually, Sarge.

Really?

Where's Ventress?

He's, uh...

He's in the stall.

He's in the stall, Sergeant.

Ventricle.

We're waiting for Claude.

He's never been this late in 20 years.

Oh, he's probably broken down.

Maybe he's making his own way there.

Where's the booze? In the boot.

We wouldn't miss that.

I'll see if I can find him. You go on.

What do you know?

No problem at Boothby's overnight.

Armstrong will still try to get to Fab
Four before the big race.

Al Ventress and Phil Bellamy are riding
shotgun all the way to Ripon. Good. I've

got some of my lads coming down as well.

So what's Armstrong doing now?

He's going for an early morning
constitutional.

Well, how very civilised.

What a beautiful morning.

Ideal morning for a dip, don't you
think, Billy?

But tell me the water's cooled.

You don't fancy it?

You've been a bad lad, Billy.

I was always going to catch up with you.

But now that I have, I can't make up my
mind what to do with you.

Are you worth saving, Billy?

You think you still have a use?

Well, I've got a job that requires
particular skills.

Have you got particular skills, Billy?

Oh, no, you have.

All right.

No swim for you today.

You come and help me instead.

But, Billy, don't let there be a second
time.

Lord? No.

Lord?

Come on, you old rogue.

Claude, don't make me give you the kiss
of life.

What time is it? I've got to get to the
reef.

You don't look fit enough.

I'm all right. I just fell.

You can fill me cleaning up first.

I've got to get to the races.

I've got to back an horse.

Must be a good bat.

It's a race, isn't it?

Yeah, he was showing them around.

Said he was looking for business.

Where are you off to?

I'm just taking him over to the parade
ring.

He's going nowhere without me.

Come on. He's got the winner in the
first race. I'm not letting him out on

own.

Everything all right?

Yes, Sarge.

Any sign of Rowan?

No, Sarge.

Oh, well.

Eternal vigilance, eh, Ventress?

Yes, Sarge.

Armstrong's here.

One wrong move and we'll have him.

I don't believe it.

What? Billy Black.

They call him the horse doctor.

He was in Aidensfield yesterday.

With Greengrass.

Follow him, Nick.

He's Armstrong's boy.

Boys looking after you, Billy.

Aye, sir, they are, Mr Armstrong.

Ready to go to work, are you?

Aye, I am, sir. Aye.

Good choice.

Come on, Billy, not the first race.

I'm after Fab Four in the big one.

The favourite.

Friends of mine stand to lose a lot of
money if it wins.

See to it that it doesn't.

Which one's ours, Lord?

Captain Corwin, number five.

Isn't that your friend there, Paul?

No.

It is. Next to Armstrong, the bloke in
the suit.

He keeps some bad company, does Billy.

When do we put the money on?

Probably best before the race starts.

Come on, then.

What happened to you? I legged myself
up.

All right.

He's been roughed up.

Probably something to do with that mate
of his, the one we threw him with in the

pub. Billy Black. Yeah, he's over there
now with Armstrong.

Not anymore, he's not.

You stick with Armstrong.

I'll go and look for Billy.

Hello. Alone again?

Perhaps we can have that drink.

Perhaps we can.

You all right?

Never better.

Some nice friends you've got.

They're no friends of mine. It's them I
was running away from.

Oh, well, do me a favour. Next time, run
somewhere else. Look, I'm sorry.

Listen, stay away from Fab Four in the
big one.

Mate, why don't you just go slower as
well as faster, you know?

No hard feelings?

I'll tell you after racing.

In the green, with the white sash, we
have Milne Town Red No. 4, closely

followed by the blue and purple hoops of
Tarras Valley, and Skipper's Bridge,

grey and deep enough, in the yellow and
the red sleeves.

The yellow and the blue hoops, please,
is Captain Coram. That's enough to go

down.

What are you betting on?

Captain Coram. Good choice.

What about you?

I'm waiting for the big one.

Have you seen a big fella? He's about
30, wearing a light brown coat and a

cap. Only bad shoulders are allowed in
here, Nick.

Keep an eye out.

What's that?

There it's in.

That couple's after us. The one from
Hayden's Field.

Here, put this on.

And this.

They don't know what to tell you. Stop
whining, man. You'll be all right with

this on. You can just walk past them.
They've got a girl on Armstrong. She's

with him now.

I'd best go and warn him. What about me?

Come on. You've still got a job to do.
Just start walking.

This is a good one.

Well done, Claude.

How did you do it?

I only have to look at enough.

Armstrong.

Maggie!

We won!

Anna!

They're on to her.

Right, you warn Rowan. I'll get the
exits blocked.

Great. I had a fiver on that.

Let's celebrate.

I've got some champagne in the boot of
me car.

Well, shouldn't I collect my money
first?

There's plenty of time for that.

All right, lads.

Good to see you, Badge.

Oh, aye.

Here it is.

Thanks,

lads. Can't be too careful these days,
eh?

Nice job.

Yeah, just around there.

This way.

Isn't this your job?

Just over the back here.

What's going on?

Put her inside.

Claude? Your mate Billy Black.

I don't know him.

Which horse is he nobbling?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Armstrong's got Jill and Billy knows
where they are.

I shall ask you again.

Fab Four.

What? Fab Four.

You took Billy to the stable door?

I saw him in.

Yeah, well, he'll have done it by now.

And they'll all be out looking for the
lady.

Oh, they're new. Good boy.

Be all right.

I've got a little treat for you.

Oh, where, Billy, you mind?

You're a long way from home.

We'd better split.

Dave, you come with me.

Rod, meet you at the front corner.

She's in the back. Right, thanks, Bill.

You all right?

Yeah. I haven't even collected my
winnings yet.

I've waited for this for a long time.

Well done, everyone.

Aye, well, he may be the bee's knees in
your neck of the woods, but he was

moving up a class when he poked his nose
in here.

Jane was sorry. Good.

She couldn't be here.

Nick, you'll have to sort her out. I
mean, she's very nice and all that, but

she's not your future. Yes, miss.

Walk mind your head.

That's it.

So I've not persuaded you, then?

About what?

Well, that there's life outside the Met.

Not quite.

You'll have to try harder.

I will.

I'll see you soon.

I'll come down.

You will?

Promise.

I'm relying on you to keep him to it.

I'll wait.

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

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