All language subtitles for heartbeat_s06e06_frail_mortality

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

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

Yeah, come on.

Come on then, I'll race you to the top.

to wake you up in the morning.

There's a lot to be said for a cup of
tea and a read of the paper, first

You're all sick in the mud.

Oh, looks like we've got visitors.

No, they're just leaving.

They've been here for the last couple of
days.

Some of them better get back.

Please, look after it, Mr. Greengrass.

It has been in my family for a very long
time.

It's a bit mucky, though, isn't it? I'm
sorry, I did not think.

Now. Hey, you lads, leave them chickens
alone, will you?

Hey, how many times do you want to tell
him, leave them alone?

I'm sorry. Stefan, Stefan, into the
caravan, huh? Into the caravan.

It's Konstantin. He cannot hear.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I'll give five.

Yesterday you said it was five guineas.

Yeah, I've been drinking.

All right, go on then.

Yeah, five guineas. Thank you.

Thank you. You will find tea from the
Samarovar very good.

Really?

I really

enjoyed

that.

We should go riding more often.

OK, we will.

Look, I'd better get off.

What's the hurry?

Blaketon on the warpath.

No, I want to get in early. I want to
ask him about something.

Oh?

Is it private?

No, no, not really.

I was just thinking about what you said.

That promotion.

I can't just settle for being a humble
constable if you're planning on becoming

a high -flying head teacher now, can I?

See you then.

How's that, Mum?

It looks marvellous, Susan.

I hope that Michael Harve is not taking
advantage of your good nature.

He's allowed to be happy for one day,
isn't he?

Of course.

Can I work with you after school?

When I get back, I expect this kitchen
to be exactly like I left it last night.

Tidy.

Yes, Mum.

You were out early this morning.

Anything serious?

No, no, I went riding with Joe.

You must be keen.

Where did you go?

Just up on the moors.

Good book.

Lateral thinking.

Apparently it's all the rage.

Solving problems by looking at them from
different angles rather than head -on.

Sounds a bit heavy to me.

Well, it's very interesting.

I think it's called heuristic.

Right.

Well, I'd best be off.

See you later. Bye -bye.

I don't know why you persist in doing
this. It's a pointless exercise.

Don't say that, Michael.

Well, it is.

My birthday treat.

Well, the only pleasure I have left.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Susie and Ronnie are planning a surprise
party.

I think I don't know about it.

That whiskey doesn't help, not with the
medication you're on.

Look, it's the last birthday I'm going
to have, so I'm going to make damn sure

enjoy it.

Anyway, I have a surprise to announce,
so I'll need all the Dutch courage I can

get. Sounds intriguing.

You going to let me in on it?

Not yet.

Well, I hope it all goes well for you.

What do you think about my son, Maggie?

I'm sorry?

Ronnie, do you like him?

Well, er, yeah.

You could do a lot worse than marry him.

He'll be well off.

And he needs a woman like you to keep
him right.

Shouldn't love come into it somewhere.

I suppose so.

I just worry about him, Maggie.

What he'll do when I'm gone.

Ronnie, they're for the party.

Delicious. You've got crumbs all over
your face.

Go on, then.

Why won't you come away with me?

Because your father needs me.

I need you.

Anyway, you'll be going to college soon,
so you'll have to find somebody else

then.

I know you want to be with me. I told
you, no, I can't. What would you tell

Anything you like.

I just want to be with you and I know
you feel the same.

Mmm.

Something smells good. Apple pie.

How's Dad?

As well as can be expected.

The doctor told me that his heart isn't
getting any stronger.

How long's he got?

I can't really answer that, Ronnie.

Come on, come on, come on.

What are you two doing back here? I
thought you left with your dad.

He went without us.

Well, you'd better go and find him then,
hadn't you?

Please, can you help us?

Help you? I'm too busy. I can't go
traipsing over the moors.

Hang on, I'll get me coat.

What makes you think you're Sergeant
Material, Rowan?

Well, that's what I wanted to talk to
you about, Sarge.

I thought you'd give me some advice.

There's more to being a sergeant than
sitting an exam.

It's about attitude, experience... Yes,
Sarge.

...dedication, discipline.

It's not just as easy as all that, you
know.

What are you aiming for eventually?

Well, I'm not sure yet.

Taking one step at a time, are we?

Yes, Sarge.

Well, I think you should do it.

Though I can't give you any days off.

You'll have to study in your own time.

You've been reading up on lateral
thinking, have you, Sarge?

Not any more.

I can't understand head nor tail of it.

Heuristic, isn't it?

It's a way of looking at problems from
different angles.

Oh, yes.

Well, I never thought there was anything
wrong with a normal way.

Now, you realise I can't release you for
any promotion classes if you're needed

here.

Understood, Sarge.

Thank you.

Don't mention it, Rowan.

Don't mention it.

They're going to cause chaos. Let alone
me, kids.

Right, I'll leave you with them.

They can't stay here. They'll be all
right.

Mr. Greengrass, I can't possibly have
them. Well, I can't have them either,

I? Well, you'll have to take them to the
police station. I can't get tripped in

all the way over to Ashfordly. I mean,
I'm going to... Get off. I'm going to...

Will you get off? Get off! Looks like
you found a friend.

If he keeps this up, he'll have found an
enemy.

You answer him.

Well... Are you going to tell us or not?

What?

What was going on in there?

It's private.

I knew I should have put my ear to the
door.

If you must know, I was asking about
taking my sergeant's exams.

Oh, is that all?

Oh, you should have said.

I'll give you a hand.

Oh, you haven't taken your sergeant's
exam. No, but I've read enough of the

books. Here, any problems, give us a
shout.

Thanks, Al.

Oh, can I help you, madam?

Oh, I hope so. You must.

He went out yesterday afternoon and I
haven't seen him since. Poor Stuart.

Have you any idea where he might have
gone, Mrs... Forrest, I've looked

everywhere. He never stops out all
night.

So I know something terrible's happened
to him.

Well, is there someone at home waiting
for him?

We live alone.

Oh, I see.

Well, we'd better get some details.

Stuart, did you say?

That's right.

Stuart Forrest.

Granger.

Granger?

I presume we're not talking about Stuart
Granger, the star of Scaramouche and

the Man in Grey.

Oh, wasn't he good in that?

Oh, yes.

Mrs Ventress and I enjoyed that one.
I've always liked him.

Right then, Miss Weston, I'll leave him
with you then, all right?

You'll have to speak to Mrs Watkins
first. Her dad's name's Michael, but it

sounds a bit foreign. You can't miss
him, though. He's dark, with a beard and

caravan. He'll be back as soon as he
realises I've missed him. But Mr

Greengrass... Who have we got here?

This is... Well, I'm not too sure.

Mr Greengrass has dropped them off.

Miss Weston, what is going on?

How long do you think it's going to be?

Well, it's a couple of days' walk at
least.

A couple of days?

I can't be without a vehicle.

I can borrow that one over there. Keys
are in it.

Thanks, Bernie.

Bye.

Now, Mike, fancy a cup of tea?

Hey, Bernie.

What are you making of this?

I don't need a chain, Papa. Thank you,
Claude. What are you talking about? It's

a samovar.

It's what the Russians use for making
tea.

I prefer my tea the English way.

It's not for using, is it? It's a
collector's piece. It's for buying and

selling. The lad who sold it to me
reckons it's worth... Well, he said it

over 100 years old.

Look, I'm a bit busy, Claude. Did you
want me for something?

I wonder if you've got anything I can
use to clean it up a bit.

Well, I might have something.

I'll put you on a drink when I sell it,
and it won't be tea. Come on.

Careful how you go.

Bold Nick replacing.

I did tell you.

Nearly dropped a thing in some of our...
Come on.

Come on.

My heck, Bernie.

I never realised you did this sort of
thing. What sort of thing?

A bit like that film, isn't it?

What?

You know, that madman in the hotel with
the knife who kept his stuffed mother in

the cellar.

Very good, though. I tell you, I'm very
impressed I never realised you were so

talented. Thank you.

Here you are.

This should do the trick.

Maybe I could manage a weekend.

Who, Ray? Two days at the most.

I knew you'd change your mind.

Did you not? How could you relive me?
Good -looking, soon to be very rich.

I'm doing this because of the way I feel
about you.

I'm not interested in your money.

Sorry. I'm only teasing.

So where are they now?

In Mrs. Watkins' office.

Well, I'd better take a look at them, I
suppose.

How did it go with Sergeant Blaketon?

Well, he said he can't give me any time
off to study.

And he'll only release me for promotion
plans if we're not busy.

Sounds like he's frightened of a
competition.

Billy, will you stop that?

When you've got a minute comfortable.

There are two boys here I'd like you to
meet.

Certainly, Mrs Watkins.

What's the matter, Mrs Morris? Oh, thank
goodness it's you, Mr Greengrass.

What's up?

It's Stuart.

He's on the bed in the spare room.

Dead. Stuart's Stuart, too.

Stuart Green!

Yeah. Are you on some sort of tablet?

Come on.

They can stay until the end of school,
Mr. Owen. But after that, much as I'd

like to help... Yeah, but don't worry.
I've still got something out. Well, they

can come home with me after school.

But their father's bound to come back
for them sooner or later, isn't he?

It's your cat.

What do you want me to do, Ida?

Could you bury him for me?

Don't cry, love. You'll soon find
another cat. There'll never be another

like him. I don't know what I'll do
without him.

Hey, I've just had an idea. I've got a
friend. If you let me have him for a few

days, I'll bring him back. He'll be as
good as new.

It's a bit late for that rigor mortis.

Yes, I know, but you just leave it to
me. Of course, he won't do it for

I mean, it'll have to be a little
charge.

It won't come to a lot.

Five pounds.

Go on, Dad, you can do it. Make a wish
first.

I don't see the point, do you?

I'm sorry, Susan.

Of course I should make a wish.

What did you wish for?

That would be telling, son.

Get another bottle of wine, Ronnie.

Shed, in the village.

I should come here. Mr. Greengrass is
not there. I don't know what to do.

Come in, come in.

What's the problem? My children.

They were missing.

They were in the caravan. When I stopped
and looked, they were gone. You're

Mikhail? Yeah, yeah.

Well, Stefan and Constantine are safe.

Oh, thank God.

They're with the schoolteacher.

Thank you. I'll show you.

Thank you. Thank you so much. I'm very
grateful.

I give you gift.

No, that won't be necessary.

I thought I had lost my boys.

No, they're fine. They're in very good
hands.

Lucy.

Sit down a moment, please.

I'll just get a cake.

Please, forget about the cake.

This is important.

You've been...

Very good to me over the last few
months.

I've not been easy to work for or live
with.

But I'm glad you've been here for me.

It's been my pleasure.

No.

The pleasure's been all mine.

I look forward to seeing you in the
morning.

And I'm always sad when you leave at
night.

I'd... like you to have this.

Michael, I... Susie, I haven't long to
go, but if you would agree to it,

I'd like you to be my wife.

I've got another ready to be fired.

What's going on?

I've asked Susan to be my wife.

You've what?

Is it some kind of thick joke? No joke.

What do you say, Susan?

I... This is ridiculous, Dad. You're
allowed to be her grandfather.

You really have lost your mind.

I don't think so. Yes, you have. Don't
say that, Ronnie. What did you do? Lead

him on? No.

I don't know what I'd do without you,
Susie. You've got to hit that. Stop it!

Stop it! Let's have your answer.

Let her go.

I can't let her go like that. She's
walked out. She's not interested.

You don't know that. I do.

Because you're a drunken fool and she's
in love with me. You're a liar.

Now let go.

Let go!

Nick, I need some help. There's been a
terrible accident.

Where are you, Maggie?

All right, I'll be there straight away.

Is Maggie all right?

I'm not sure.

There's been an accident on the Aspenley
Road.

Maggie, what happened?

It was awful. She was there in the road.

Who's that?

Liz and Watford.

Who's in that car?

Um... Mine.

Bernie lent it to me. The Land Rover's
in for repairs.

Well, just tell me exactly what
happened.

Some idiot forced me off the road back
there.

Blinded me with his lights and then
suddenly there was Susan lying in the

What are you doing?

Well, I'm assuming there's any paint
samples for forensics.

You don't think I did it, do you?

I didn't knock her down, Nick.

You have to believe me, it's the truth.

What are you doing?

What do you think?

You look terrible.

I'm fine.

I feel dreadful.

Give me a hand. It's not fair to leave
this mess for Susan to clear up.

Hand me those plates.

I don't think Susan will be coming in
today.

Why not?

After what happened last night.

Don't you remember anything?

I remember I proposed to her.

And the rest?

What about the rest?

I tell you, Mr. Greengrass.

My heart stopped beating when I found
the boys had gone.

I'm not surprised.

I cannot thank you enough for what you
did.

It's all right. If I could help
somebody.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

You've cleaned it up.

Well, it looks nice now, doesn't it? I
cannot do this, Mr. Greengrass. I must

give you back your money.

That's all right, son. But it is not
fair.

It's all right as far as I'm concerned.

But, Mr. Greengrass... Hey, stop him
with me.

As you wish.

May you find peace and prosperity, Mr.
Greengrass.

Well, I don't know about the peace, but
I wouldn't mind a bit of prosperity.

What's the latest on Susan Watkins,
Ventric?

No sign of her coming out of the coma,
sir.

And what about the car Nurse Bolton was
driving?

Have you heard from forensics, Rowan?

Not yet, no.

Well, until it's clear, she's still a
suspect.

Yeah, but Sarge... Never mind, but
Sarge...

She couldn't identify the car that she
claimed forced her off the road or the

driver, and her vehicle is damaged.

I checked the road where she claimed she
went off, and it fits with her story.

But she was unfamiliar with the car that
she was driving. She could easily have

spun out of control and knocked Susan
Watkins over that way.

And what about this mysterious car that
she said she saw? Have you checked all

the garages, Bellamy?

Any recent panel -beating jobs?

I've found nothing yet, Sarge. Well, ask
again. I want this sorted out, fast.

Off you go, Alan. You're all right.

Hey, and stop biting your nail.

Hello, Billy. How are you?

All right.

All right, I'm just going to check
through your hair.

Where's Mrs Watkins?

Um, she's not in today.

You knocked the dog down in your car?

No, I didn't, Billy.

Who told you I did?

I can't remember.

Well, I didn't do it.

That's what I said.

I told him that you're too nice to do
that.

Have I got it?

No. Go on, Billy. Back to class.

What were people saying about me?

It's only gossip, Maggie.

Don't let it get you down. You know what
children are like.

This is awful, Jo.

When I saw Susan, I stopped and called
an ambulance. Now everyone thinks I did

it. I'm sure they don't. And they'll
soon know the truth. You mustn't worry.

So unfair.

She's got everything to look forward to.

There's some idiot out there who just
drove into her and put an end to all her

dreams.

You mustn't give up, though.

She was going to go to teacher training
college, you know.

She wanted to be a teacher ever since
she was little.

I'm so proud of you.

Now, the accident occurred about half
past seven, Mrs Watkins.

Is that the time Susan always set off
home?

No, she was usually home earlier.

It was Mr Harvey's birthday.

They were having a party for him.

Did she get on well with the Harveys?

As far as I know, yes.

The Harvey depends on her.

He has blackouts.

She's more of a nurse than a housekeeper
these days.

Or she was.

Did you say she was going to meet
anyone?

Like who?

Girlfriend, boyfriend.

She didn't have a boyfriend.

No, she didn't say anything.

It was a typical morning.

I set off for school and she cycled to
the Harveys.

I brought your cleaning stuff back.

Hey, you need sunglasses to look at that
samovar now. That gypsy tried to buy it

back.

I've, er... I've got a job for you.

Oh, yes. That's a stuffing job. It's in
here.

It belongs to that side of the forest.

I can't do anything with that.

Of course you can, bag of sod. That's a
bit of imagination.

You'll have it done in no time. I can't.
Come on, look, I've promised her. Look,

I tell you what, she's, er... She's paid
me five quid. I'll split it with you.

Actually... When you do it, just try and
tart him up a bit. She called him

Stuart Granger. At the moment, he looks
a bit more like Bellaluco.

I can't believe it.

Not Susie.

Will she be all right?

Oh, they don't know. She's still in a
coma.

But she might come round.

Could happen, couldn't it? She might not
die.

It's possible.

If she does, will she be affected?

You know, her head.

That's too early to say.

How could anyone just leave her in the
road like that?

Don't upset yourself, Dad.

That's what we're trying to find out,
sir.

It must have happened shortly after she
left here.

It's all my fault.

We thought she didn't come here today
because of last night.

Why? What happened last night?

I proposed to her, and she ran off.

My father went after her, but he only
got to the end of the drive when he

blacked out.

I'd had quite a lot of whiskey.

My medication sometimes rebels against
it.

He has quite powerful pills.

They just knock him out.

I keep warning him.

When she left, did she take her bicycle?

I don't know.

Do you know, Ronnie?

I suppose she did, but I didn't see her
go.

She'd already gone by the time I got to
Dad.

Do you mind if I take a look round
outside?

Check if it's still here.

Visiting 223 if you want to see Susan.
We wouldn't want to get in the way of

family.

Maybe later.

Right.

Well, I'll see myself out.

I wish I could remember.

Why can't I remember?

In a tiny piece of colored glass, my
love was born.

And reds and golds and yellows were the
colors in the dawn.

Night brought on its purple cloak of
velvet to the sky.

And the girls were wheeling, spinning.

And yes, it's their thing.

What can... Janet.

So sorry about... Janet?

I've just come from seeing Susan.

She's lying there in a coma, Mrs Bolton.

Did you really see another car?

Yes. Then why haven't they found it?

Susan was already in the road when I
found her.

I don't know how you can live with
yourself.

Don't hurt.

You all right, Dad?

I was having a nightmare, that's all.

I can't get rid of the thought of Susan
lying in that road.

Try to sleep, Dad.

Let's get some rest.

In the tiny piece of colored glass My
love was born

And reds and golds and

yellows Were the colors in the dawn

Night brought on its purple cloak

Of velvet to the sky And the girls were
wheeling and spinning

I've made some toast.

I'm not hungry.

You have to eat.

I can't.

I thought I'd visit Susan this morning.

I don't think that's a good idea.

But a familiar voice might be enough to
bring her round.

Will you come with me?

I can't face seeing her like that.

Can't you leave her alone for five
minutes?

How do you know Susan Watkins left her
out on her bike?

Well, I can't know for sure, Sarge, but
she was in a hurry.

It hardly makes sense for her to walk,
and there was no sign of the bike at the

harvest. Nor the scene of the accident,
which means whoever knocked her over

took it with them. Which leaves Maggie
Bolton in the clear. Not necessarily.

could have dumped it anywhere along that
road. But it's possible. So if I were

you, I'd search that road for two miles
in both directions.

I already have.

So where is it?

What do you call it, Claude?

It's a samovar.

Russians use them for making tea.

And what are you going to do, fella?

Ah, when I've had it properly valued.

Quite looks nice on the bar, doesn't it?
I might sell it to George.

Don't do that.

I'll have to polish it. We'll stick to
the kettle.

You know your trouble, don't you? You've
got no sense of adventure.

I wouldn't say that. I live with Uncle
George.

Give me another scotch.

Have you heard anything about the car
Maggie was driving?

No, not yet.

Come on, eat it up.

She will be able to clear a name, won't
she?

Yeah, I'm sure she will.

Do you know much about the Harveys?

Oh, I took move in the same circle.

Rita says they've got more money than
they know what to do with. Do you want

some milk?

Why, are they involved?

Well, no, not in the face of it. This is
something not quite right.

But you can't find any evidence?

Well, no, I've checked both their cards.
There's not a scratch on either of

them.

Maybe you're looking at it the wrong
way.

How do you mean?

Well... You're looking at their cars and
wondering why they aren't marked.

Perhaps you should be wondering where
the marks are.

But both cars are clean.

But they could be on another car.

There's nothing to stop them having more
than two.

Yeah, that's a point.

Yeah, thanks, Eileen. You're a genius.

No. It's just lateral thinking.

Who do you think you are, Bellamy? Bobby
Charlton?

Who? Has Susan Watkins' bike been found
yet?

Not yet, sir.

Sarge, I've been on the tax office at
North Allerton.

Michael Harvey had three cars registered
in his name.

A Humber Scepter, an MGA and a Triumph
2000.

So? So when I checked their garage,
there was no sign of the Triumph. Well,

over there. Find out what they've done
with it.

Yes, madam. May I help you?

I'd like Peter Constable Rowan, please.

Hello, Mrs. Watkins.

Hello.

How's Susan?

No change, I'm afraid.

When you asked me the other day about
Luthor and boyfriend, I told you she

didn't have any.

It looks like I was wrong about that.

They're all like that, begging her to go
away with him.

Why would she keep them if they had no
meaning for her?

Dad? Yeah?

Mrs Watkins.

I've got some letters here for Susan.
They're all signed, Love, Ronnie.

Ronnie, aren't we?

Hello, Maggie.

Hello. We've had the test back from
forensics. We're in the clear.

Well, I never suspected you anyway.

You acted like you did.

Well, I had to take the test from the
car, Maggie. It's procedure.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm so relieved.

Well, I'll make sure the gossips get to
hear about it.

Oh, so will I.

See you then. Bye.

Afternoon, Mr Harvey.

Constable. Just a few questions I need
to ask.

I don't want my father worried.

That's all right.

It's you I want to speak to.

I'd rather we did it at the station.

Hi, Bobby.

Nice job I made of this, eh?

Beautiful,

isn't it? I've taken it to loving value.

Best of luck.

How, uh, how's Stuart Granger coming on?

I haven't had a chance to look at him
yet.

Right, but she keeps asking about him.
I've actually told her that you've done

it.

No, you can't put a deadline on the work
of art. She can have it when it's

finished. All right.

I'll do you, Beth.

Slow down.

Beth, I can't do this anymore.

Yes. Come out of there.

At once.

Did you see Susan in hospital yet? No.

Well, that's not very impressive of
someone who loves her as much as you

to. I don't know what you mean.

You don't deny it, do you? Of course I
do.

So these weren't written by you then?

I wrote them, yes.

A long time ago.

On a crime, is it?

No. No, why don't you say anything?

I was just fooling around. She knew
that. She didn't take it seriously.

Well, you obviously felt something for
her.

I liked her.

I mean, I like her, yes.

So it must have come as a bit of a shock
when your father proposed to her.

Yes.

I don't understand.

Am I under arrest?

No, no, you're free to leave any time,
Mr Harvey.

I just thought you might like to help us
with our inquiries.

Look, Susan and I were seeing each
other, but we didn't want to upset my

He's very fond of her.

You know how ill he is.

So it wasn't that much of a shock when
he proposed to her?

You knew how he felt about her?

Yes. No, I don't know.

You're confusing me. I'd like to go now.

Where's the car, Ronnie?

What car?

The Triumph 2000.

Yes, sir?

What can I do for you?

I have a confession to make.

I followed her in the car after she left
the house.

It was foggy, and I couldn't see very
well.

I felt a bump.

You collided with her.

Poor Susan.

What have I done?

Then afterwards, you went back home and
put the car in the barn.

Yes. On your own?

Yes.

No one helped you?

No.

Why didn't you call for an ambulance?

I must have blacked out.

You're not sure?

I told you I blacked out.

Why so many questions?

I did it.

And I'm not denying it.

Why don't you just accept that?

What did you do with the bicycle?

Bicycle?

I can't remember.

I've just told you. My father sold it.

When? I don't know. He just told me that
he did. I don't remember the exact

date.

Well, can your father confirm this?

Why don't you ask him?

I will.

Rowan, a word.

Yeah, just a minute, Sarge. No.

Excuse us.

He was just about to tell me something,
Sarge. It was him, I'm sure it was.

There's been a development.

The father's here. He's confessed.

Right. He said he was drunk when he went
after the girl in his car, knocked her

over, panicked and then drove home.

So it seems it was an accident.

Ronnie told me his father backed out at
the end of their drive.

Well, maybe he's covering up for his
father.

Or maybe it's the other way around.

Michael Harvey doesn't know his son's
here.

What about the missing child?

He told me where it is.

So Michael Harvey's telling the truth.

Well, he couldn't remember anything when
I spoke to him.

Well, not very much.

Must have come back to him.

So? What?

Well, is this a girl's bike?

Well, it looks like it.

He must have picked the bike up and left
the girl on the road.

Why would he have done that?

Well, he's too sloshed most of the time
to think straight.

Well, maybe Ronnie helped him.

You'll never get him to admit that.

Do you want me to work on Ronnie?

I reckon.

We found the triumph, Ronnie.

Where?

Oh, come on.

Under a tarpaulin in one of your barns.

Anyone could have put it there.

You expect me to believe that?

You said your father told it.

That's what he told me.

So tell me again what your father did
after Susan left.

He didn't do anything.

He couldn't.

I found him slumped over the wheel at
the bottom of the drive. He didn't even

make it out onto the main road.

So which car was he driving?

I can't remember.

Was it the Humber, the MGA, the Triumph?
Think.

The Triumph wasn't there.

The Humber, I think.

You think?

No, I'm sure.

And you're sure he didn't drive it out
onto the road?

Positive.

Well, I've got some news for you,
Ronnie.

Your father's here and he's confessed.

He said he was driving the Triumph.

So who's lying?

Make a complaint.

You've come to the right place.

Oh, did Stuart Granger ever turn up?

He turned up dead.

Oh, dear. I'm sorry about that.

It's his death I've come to complain
about.

Ah. Mr Greengrass said he could preserve
him, and I took him at his word.

Well, not the sort of thing you want to
do with Mr Greengrass.

Did you say preserve?

I believe that's what he said.

He took Stuart away and I gave him five
pounds.

Mr Greengrass told me he's ready and he
hasn't brought him back.

Well, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll
drop round to Mr Greengrass tomorrow and

try to get the matter cleared up.

Thank you.

I could never get another cat.

Well, if you thought of keeping a
tortoise, they're much less trouble.

I got it from records. It's been in his
family for generations.

Oh, yes?

From what he said, it's hundreds and
hundreds of years old. Is it now?

I saw a pair like this ten years ago.

Small world, isn't it? My grandson
brought them back from abroad in his

service days.

I didn't know our lads were in Russia.

They weren't.

Well, what do you think, then?

It's worth a guess.

Two pounds?

And them being generous.

Two quid? Don't talk daft. I paid a
fiver for it. You've been had.

Well, I think I'll go and get a second
opinion.

Oh, that's up to you.

Hey, you know, you were saying your lad
brought one back when he was in the

army. Where were he serving?

Hong Kong.

Can I leave now?

One week, Billy.

Your father said he knocked Susan down,
but where do you fit in?

Did he tell you when he got home?

No.

Did you help him hide his car?

No, I didn't.

You're lying, Ronnie.

You couldn't have found him in his car
at the end of the drive because he's

confessed.

So what did you do?

Get there too late after he'd knocked
her down, is that it?

Then you drove him home and put him to
bed?

I found him at the bottom of the drive
on his way back.

I knew the car had been in an accident
because there was some blood, but I

didn't know who had been knocked down. I
couldn't get any sense out of Dad.

So you did put him to bed and hide the
car?

Yes, I knew something had happened.

Dad can't be put in prison, can he?
Because he's so ill.

Well, that'll be up to the court.

Ronnie, what are you doing here?

Whatever he said, he was only doing it
for me. Dad, what have you done?

I've told him everything.

You were covering up for me.

It's my fault, son.

Just one thing, Ronnie.

You hit the car.

Yeah, I've told you.

So you must have hidden the bike, was
it?

It was under the tarpaulin with the car,
Ronnie. You hid it.

Yes.

So you must have known Susan was
involved in the accident.

I suppose so. And you did nothing.

Why didn't you call for help?

I didn't think there was any point.

Why not? What are you saying, Ronnie?

I thought she was dead.

I... Thought she wasn't breathing.

So you were there.

Just tell us what happened.

I was angry with her.

I just wanted to talk to her.

Ask her if she was really going to marry
you.

The car skidded.

Terrible bang.

And she just bounced off the road.

She didn't get up.

Wasn't you, Dad?

It's true what I said. I found you at
the bottom of the drive.

I don't believe you.

It's true.

I took you inside.

And then I went after her in your car.

It was me.

I did it.

Why did you leave her like that?

I didn't know what to do.

I was going to tell you.

When?

When were you going to tell me?

It's Stuart. Oh, you brought him along.

Come in. You didn't think I'd let you
down, did you?

Bring him through.

I was thinking we'd glad to be home.

It doesn't even

look like Stuart Granger.

He didn't look all that good in
Scaramouche.

I'll kill him.

I'm actually looking forward to Mrs
Watkins coming back to school.

How is she?

Much better now.

She's just so relieved Susan's out of
the coma.

Hey, Bernie, I want a word with you.

Did you get a fortune for your Samovar
club?

Samovar? He's got an antique Russian tea
head, chips the family heirloom. Did he

give you one too?

Yeah. No, he certainly did not.

What did he fetch?

No, but misery, just like him.

What do you think you were doing when
you stuffed that cat?

That Miss Morris nearly had a flaming
heart attack.

I've had to give her her money back.
Call yourself a taxidermist? Well,

he was a taxidermist. I just lent a
hand.

What did you do, sweep up the daughters?

Why didn't you tell me that? Well, you
didn't really give me the chance.

Well, I'm giving you the chance now. Get
me a large scotch.

So you've been getting presents from the
gypsies, have you?

We have given some of us, looking after
the kids.

A bit free with your family aliens,
isn't it?

Oh, I think Greengrass paid quite a lot
for it.

Where to now?

No schoolwork tomorrow. All done.

Great.

You make a change of me to myself.

I've already seen you this week.

I know.

I've been thinking, Nick, about going
away one weekend.

Just you and me.

What do you think?

That sounds like a very good idea to me.

make it through, right?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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