All language subtitles for heartbeat_s08e10_easy_rider

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

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

Heart's gone astray, keepin' hurt when
they go.

I went away just when you, you need me
so.

You won't regret, I'll come back beggin'
you.

Won't you forget, welcome love.

What's up Tony?

It's a good time for you, yeah? What are
you playing at, Paolo?

It's supposed to be a training ride, not
a race.

And you should know better than to get
involved, Tony. He just took off on us.

Hey, we train to race, you know.

Not ride around like old ladies.

Listen, you little... All right, that's
enough.

We've had a good run.

Now let's get the bikes in the van and
we'll stop off somewhere for a pint.

Or three.

Not me.

I'm going to ride home.

Maybe I can get rid of my spare wheel,
huh?

Let him go.

He wants to go show off in front of some
sheep. That's his problem.

You're too late, Greengrass. I'm shut.

No, I'm not. I don't want out.

I've just come to warn you about a load
of big parcels that'll be coming,

followed by some very important letters.

That's what normally happens at a post
office, Greengrass.

I know, but you'd better brace yourself,
because I've gone national.

Here, cop a look at that.

In that corner.

Superior gnomes for superior homes.

Top quality porcelain china from China.

Gnomes. Ah, Chinesians. I bought 200 on
them, and most of them are ordered to

all the envelopes that I've little
postal orders in, and they'll all be

for little me.

As if another of your get -rich -quick
schemes.

No. It's one of my get -very -rich -very
-quick schemes.

Have you seen Barry

Watson, Gina?

No. He's already two rounds down.

Sorry, lad.

Sorry. Have I got time for some
practice, Alf?

Aye, there's only one.

Good -o.

Still a bit rusty, Alf.

What is it?

It's a flying saucer. That's what it is.

Can't this wait?

No, it can't. It's waited all night, and
I want something sorted.

It's played Marielle with my sheep.

Where exactly did you see this flying
saucer, Mr...?

Hall. Ned Hall.

And don't you take that attitude with
me. If you think I'm a nutter, you

talk to my sheep.

You want to talk to Mr Hall, Sheffield?

Before breakfast.

You've got to speculate to accumulate.

What's that mean then?

It means we might be able to afford a
clutch for this flaming thing.

Get in.

Get in.

Hey, what's that?

Somebody must have chucked it.

Well, looks brand new.

Ah, well, bung it in the back of the
lorry.

Hey!

Shall we take it to the police station?

If we let that lot have it, they'll flog
it, won't they? We'll get note.

If we put a notice up, we might cop a
reward.

Come on, get it in.

Dog took to fright.

Then sheep start running.

And I felt this, er, this big thing
flying over me.

Were there any lights?

Was there any noise?

No lights.

Just a whooshing sound.

I'm not making this up, you know.

We're not suggesting you are, Mr Hall.

Perhaps we'd better have a look around
then, Phil.

We'd better.

We'll get back to you, Mr Hall.

Yeah, you do that.

Looking for what, though?

Magic mushrooms?

No

magic

mushrooms, no flying saucers, no little
green men.

Come on, let's go and have breakfast.

Good steady, that's fragile.

Is that what this writing says?

Would it matter?

Here, man.

What's going on?

Are these your gnomes, Greengrass?

Yes, Oscar, and my fortune.

Well, get rid of them. They're blocking
my door.

Jealousy's a wicked thing.

Lacerations. Broken neck.

Anyone know him?

No, Sarge.

No. Could be foreign.

He's Italian.

That jersey.

Bellanino.

Quality piece of kit. Not available
here.

Same goes for the shorts.

But his bike's a beauty.

But we haven't found a bike, Sarge. He
didn't walk here, you know.

Sarge, look at these.

What's that?

They look like burnt.

So, we have a cyclist, miles from
anywhere, expensive kit, no bike, falls

gully, breaks his neck and burns his
arm.

And puts his shoes on the wrong feet.

What?

Oh, now, hey, Mr. Greengrass, this
part's gone on all by itself.

Hey, these gnomes look funny.

You are.

Well, I think that it's funny.

They do look funny.

Are they all right, huh?

Aye.

I don't believe this.

My weather was right. Never trust a
Chinaman.

Oh, not what you were expecting, then.

No, they're not.

They're not only not gnomes, they're
made of flaming paper.

If they're not gnomes, what are they?

These, David, are models of Chairman Mao
Tse -Tung.

Mao Tse -who?

Not who, Tung, the Chinese dictator.

Hmm.

Not a gnome, then? No, he is not.

Especially if you're Chinese.

Right, Bellamy, get back into Ashfordly.
I want a list of cycle clubs, bike

shops, sports shops within a 50 -mile
radius.

50 miles, sir? 50. A good cyclist can do
50 miles before breakfast.

Off you go.

Sergeant Craddock, I don't want to
anticipate post -mortem, but there is

other thing.

Your cyclist had some pretty deep cuts,
but surprisingly little bleeding.

Meaning? Meaning that the fall might not
have killed him.

Meaning something else killed him?

What? Or someone else.

Well, he didn't put his own shoes on.

Thank you, Doctor.

Bradley, check the area. Use Spicer. I
want photographs of footprints, tyre

tracks, everything.

So we can't sell them, then?

Not as garden gnomes, no.

They're made of paper, aren't they?

As soon as it rains, they go soggy and
disintegrate.

But the only chance we've got of getting
rid of these is to find a load of

communists. Now, why is a communist?

Somebody who's got no to want everybody
else to have the same.

What's going on, Phil? Body on the moat.

Can I have all the phone directions,
please?

Well, there's only two.

Well, can I have them, please?

Those, what is it?

Unidentified male.

Fallen down a gully near Paddock's
Cross.

Thank you.

What's he doing there?

Don't know.

He's a cyclist.

Cyclist without a cycle.

Truck tyres.

Get a shot of those for me, will you,
Derek?

There's been a bicycle here as well, and
footprints. Good, good. Get them all.

Yeah, and if they try landing here,
they're going to have a piece of my

can tell you.

What can I get you, Oscar?

Oh, just a half, please, Gina.

Got a problem, have we, Ned?

Ned's seen an alien.

Not an alien.

A UFO.

And I didn't see it.

I felt it.

Pipe for me, Gina. And shandy for
Millie.

Have you seen any UFOs on your travels,
Barry?

Any what?

Unidentified flying objects.

One of them scared the wits out of Ned
last night. I was not scared.

Where were this then?

Up by Paddock's Cross.

You know, about two weeks ago...

I was driving back from Whitby.

Must have been about ten o 'clock.

I had my window open.

Warm night.

No moon.

Could have swore something flew right
over me. Something?

You mean like a bird?

Bigger than that.

And it were fast.

I could feel the rush of it.

Anything?

Yes, Arch.

Two sets of truck tyres, one bike tyre,
and some footprints that weren't very

distinct. Oh, and there was this.

It's just a piece of cloth caught on the
fence. Probably nothing.

Do you have any photographs of the
tracks?

Yeah.

Spice is getting them developed as we
speak.

Right, Joe.

We have a dead body, unidentified,
possibly foreign, circumstances of death

suspicious.

Ventress, you'll check all cycle shops.

Check them for what?

To see if they know of any cyclists with
Bellanino gear who haven't been seen

for 24 hours.

Bellamy, you and I will divide the bike
clubs between us.

Bradley, keep nagging the hospital about
the post -mortem.

That's it.

What about lunch, Sarge?

Lunch? We're investigating a suspicious
death.

I've got speed.

I've got everything I need.

I'm the earth and spaceman, baby, I can
fly.

I'm a supersonic guy.

Ah, Gringraff, there was some letters
for you in the second post.

They must be answering your
advertisement.

Fools and their money, they're soon
parted.

Yeah, well, you'll be delighted to know
it's all got to go back.

What about your gnomes?

They weren't gnomes, were they? No.

I bought 200 of these flaming things.

Is that what was in those parcels?

Yeah, go on. Have a good gloat.

As if I would.

Yeah, as if.

Hiya, Ralph. Have you got any
sandwiches, Gina?

Yeah, I've got cheese and tomato, or
tomato and cheese.

I'll have one of each. And can you wrap
them up for me, please?

Yeah, you're in a hurry, Alf.

there's been a dead body found up in the
moors.

Craddock, he's got us running round like
headless chickens trying to find out

who it is.

Where is the body found?

Oh, just off the Whitby Road, south of
Paddock's Cross.

Joined the Revolution then, have you,
Claude?

No. I'm thinking of turning it over.

All power grows from the barrel of a
gun.

That's what Mao said.

Well, I didn't know you were a red under
the bed, Alf.

There's a lot you don't know about me,
Oscar.

Tell it to you.

Oh, Alf!

Now, that body, Paddock's Cross, that's
near Ned Hall's land, isn't it?

Well, near enough. Why?

No reason.

I wake up every morning...

Where'd you get this bike?

I'm not meant to say.

Last chance.

Where'd you get it?

Very well.

You'll both have to come down to the
station with me.

Why are you not supposed to say where
you found the bike?

Because... Because... Because it's the
only bit of luck we've had.

We being?

We were only keeping it till the owner
come for it, like.

So you know who the owner is?

Oh, no.

So you don't know that he's dead?

I thought you'd better have a word with
Mr. Greengrass about that. He's just in

a terrible mood about his gnomes.

Gnomes? What's up? They're not even
really gnomes. They're mouth.

Mouth?

Right. You mean mice.

Oh, no, the Chinese.

Chinese mice.

No, mouse.

Get Greengrass.

I've got your photographs, mate.

Oh, thanks, Derek.

They're two different trucks, all right.
One of them's got tyre throw on. It

shouldn't be on the road.

Good.

Great. I'll show these to Sergeant
Clarke. Thanks.

I must appear to have stopped this
mounting climate.

All right, darling, what do you mean?
Thank you as well.

The butler did it.

Good afternoon.

I just wanted to go in your book to tell
me a little about him.

Chairman Mao Tse -tung.

What do you want to know?

Well, everything, really.

Well, he's a great man.

He speaks for the poor and the
oppressed.

You'll have plenty of customers, then.

Where did you get him?

Oh, I got him from, what's it, a friend.

I understand.

You're quite right to be careful.

If you want to learn more, perhaps the
first thing you should read is this.

Mao's Little Red Book.

Is that it?

Are there many people read this?

More than you might think.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah.

Nice fiddle of glace.

Give me the Welsh dragon.

It's all for you, sir.

Hello? We found the missing cyclist,
Sarge. His name's, er, Paolo...

How long's he been missing?

His wife's been to see the trainer. She
says she hasn't seen her husband since

he went off on a team ride yesterday.

Plus, the trainer says they were out on
the moors last night.

Along the A159.

To whom am I talking?

The club trainer, Philip Robinson.

Look, the A159's nowhere near where the
body was found, but if it is Paolo,

he'll be wearing... A Bellanino shirt.

Looks like the answer is yes, Sarge.

Very well, Ventress.

Ask Mr Robinson for the address of this
Paolo Ermini's wife and bring her in so

she can identify her husband's body.

Lord, I'd like you to come down to the
station and answer a couple of

What for? I've no note.

Maybe, but I'd still like to ask you a
couple of questions, please.

Well, ask them, then.

Why do you have to drag him into the
cells to do that?

Excuse me, miss, but this really is none
of your business.

Excuse me, but as a member of the
public, I have the right to protest when

wrongdoing.

What wrongdoing?

Police harassment.

Harassing someone who can't stand up for
himself.

That is very kind of you. Look.

We're investigating a suspicious death.

We have evidence that your truck was
there. We also believe you may have

some items from the scene. So you can
come with me willingly or under arrest.

I think I'd better go in willingly.

I didn't steal it. It were abandoned.

Abandoned where?

On the side of the road, miles from
nowhere.

Mr. Greengrass, I don't think you fully
appreciate the seriousness of your

situation. A man is dead, possibly
murdered, and you removed an important

of evidence from the scene.

I was going to bring it in, but he
didn't give me time.

Come on, where did you find it?

I've just told you.

On the side of the road, in the middle
of nowhere, and they want a cyclist to

seen.

You can go, Mr. Greengrass, but I'm
telling you...

One day, your luck's going to run out.
And on that day, I'll be there.

Come back blatant.

Mrs.

Zemini's here, Sarge.

That's him.

That's Paolo.

What about the post -mortem? I don't
know. I'm afraid it's not scheduled

Probably tomorrow.

Do you still need me?

I would like to ask you some questions,
Mrs. Amini.

Thank you, Doctor.

If this isn't a good time... What's a
good time?

Mrs. O'Meany, can you think of anyone
who might want to hurt your husband?

Would he murder?

It's not impossible.

Was there anyone he worked with who bore
him a grudge?

Oh, no, he was always the charming.

Everybody loved Paolo.

Not everybody he rode with loved him.

Why not?

Ten years older.

He could still ride rings around the lot
of them.

Can you give us any names?

Tony Eccles?

He was the big cheese till Paolo turned
up.

Would he push Paolo down a gully?

I doubt he'd have the imagination.

Talk to Phil Robinson.

Just a matter of interest, Mrs O'Meany,
where did you meet your husband?

On holiday.

Two years ago in Turin.

Holiday romances.

Always doomed.

I thought I was his life.

Cycling, what?

Did you love your husband?

Do you love your wife?

Do you know where to find me?

All set.

No, I liked him. Most of the lads liked
him.

But he had this sort of confidence about
him. Used to get up some people's

noses. Such as Tony Eccles?

Tony's OK.

But?

Well, I reckon she would have told you.

Told me what?

Her and Tony.

Engaged.

Engaged one month.

Next month, she comes back from Italy
married.

Holiday romance?

Yeah.

Do you recognise this?

Can't say I do.

Last night, you were training?

Yeah. Then afterwards, most of the lads
went straight to the pub.

But Paolo said he'd cycle home. He often
did.

Most of the lads?

Except Tony Eckers.

After a couple of miles, he wanted to
cycle home as well.

It was competition, that's all.

Big race next weekend.

He really wanted to beat Paolo.

Could he have?

No. Not in a thousand years.

But he will now.

The ruthless economic exploitation and
political oppression of the peasant by

the landlord class forced them into
numerous uprisings against its rule.

What does that mean, then?

If I find out, I'll let you know.

Hey, if that's Craddock, tell him I'm
not in.

Just thought I'd come round to see if
you were all right.

About the police and everything.

Oh, don't worry about that. You get used
to it.

They're magnificent.

Oh, yeah, they are.

They're all for sale.

Where did you get them all?

Oh, from a friend of mine in, what's it,
Peking.

You've got a friend in Peking?

Yeah, I met him in a Japanese prisoner
of war camp.

Didn't know you were in a Japanese
prisoner of war camp. No, there's some

you don't talk about, David. I've been
trying to teach David all about the

struggle from the book. That's very
good.

And your friend, he sends you all of
these, does he? Oh, to sell, you know,

aid the political cause.

Would you like me to help you sell them?

Can a duck?

I beg your pardon?

Oh, he means yes, don't you, Mr
Greengrass?

Thank you, David.

I thought you said this thing came over
at 9 .30.

I said about 9 .30. Well, it's about 9
.55 now, so it's late.

You got any more of that minty stuff
left?

You finished it.

All right, then.

What makes a man attractive?

Charm.

I can do charm.

And nice eyes.

Good eyes.

And you have to know what a woman wants
without her having to ask.

Why does he do that, then?

You've either got it or you haven't.

Hiya, Mike.

Hiya, too.

I think you could do with another drink.

Thanks. Gin and tonic, please, Gina.

Oh, Gina, could you have a look at this
for me?

Who is he?

His name's Paolo Amini.

Has he been around still?

I think he might have.

He's been in here a few times recently.

He doesn't stay long.

Have you seen him, Sue?

No.

He's not the bloke who fell off his
bike.

That's what happened?

Yeah. I remember him now.

Lovely eyes.

Mike? You knew Paolo Amini, didn't you?

No, could I?

I don't know.

I think you did.

Well, I didn't know him.

But my aunt did.

What?

My aunt Millie.

She was having an affair with him.

Millie?

Millie... Yeah, Millie Watson.

He was there, all right.

What do you want to do then, Sarge?

Sarge.

Let's go up and with Gina.

She remembered that the darts match
finished early, about ten.

Watson left at the same time. And I mean
he was there?

Can't swear to it.

But I think he was there early that
evening.

We won't do anything now. If we tip our
hand, we could wreck the whole case.

But there's this Tony Eccles fellow with
some questions to answer.

And there's the post -mortem. Right.

Bradley, meet me at the hospital at 8
.15. Bellamy, you stay at the station.

both of you, keep your mouths shut.

One other thing.

Well done.

You're in early, Phil.

Am I?

There was a lot of rushing about last
night, weren't there?

Was there?

It was all very mysterious.

Well, go on, then.

Tell us what's going on.

I don't know if I should tell you.

Oh, go on, Phil.

Have I got nice eyes?

You've got lovely eyes.

You're just saying that.

I'm not. I really mean it.

Well, Barry Watson was at the scene of
the crime the night the Italian died.

He must have known about the affair.

Well, what do you mean he's not here?

Is it a post -mortem? Well, my
information has a direct bearing on that

I can take a statement.

Well, it's sensitive, Fancy.

I can be sensitive.

Right, then.

Upon the moors by Paddock's Cross, I
have evidence of three separate

of an unidentified flying object at
roughly the same place at roughly the

time. I don't believe it.

Given your previous experiences with
UFOs, Ventress, I would expect you to

this very seriously.

Is this Ned Hall's UFO?

Ned Hall's, Barry Watson's, and mine.

You saw it.

10 .20 last night.

Passed over me at exactly the same spot
where your cyclist was found dead.

Yeah, but what did you see?

Nothing. But I heard it, and I felt it,
and it frightened the life out of me.

And if I'd been up there riding my bike
at that time, I would have fallen off.

You know what that road's like?

You think a UFO killed him?

Forget about UFOs, Bellamy. This is
something to do with the RAF. Some new

of glider, I reckon.

You should get on to the MOD.

And fast!

Pass on your report to Sergeant Cradden.

Well, is that it then?

For the time being.

Myocardial infarction.

Or as you'd say, a heart attack.

Not what you wanted to hear.

What caused the heart attack?

Coronary thrombosis due to atheroma of
the coronary artery.

But did this happen suddenly, sir, or
over a long period?

Oh, a sensible question.

He may well have experienced some
previous symptoms.

Perhaps it was the family history of
heart disease.

So this could have happened at any time?

It could.

Possibly induced by violent exercise or
stress.

Could it have been caused by a fight?
There's no evidence of a fight.

From the rate of blood clotting, the
fall happened roughly two hours after

death. What about the burns on his arm?

It looked as if they were caused by an
electric heater.

Thank you, sir.

There was a fight.

I want to get those burns.

Get on to Barry Watson's. Bring him in.
Don't give him details. Don't take

excuses.

I want to talk to Lydia, Meany and Tony
Eccles.

Find out who else knew about this heart
condition.

The police know about Paolo.

Oh, hell.

It was me. I'm sorry, Millie.

But they think they were murdered.

And that Barry did it.

On his advert, put it in the window.

For sale, authentic memorial mouth
figurines made in China to raise funds

victims of oppression at home and
abroad.

Signed by the artist. Victims of
oppression?

What do you know about victims of
oppression?

As far as you're concerned, I'm one of
them.

You're just trying to get rid of your
crummy dolls by pretending it's for a

cause. I know you.

Look, I didn't come for a lecture. I
just want this. Put it in the window.

is not going in my window. And if I see
it anywhere around here, I'll report you

for fraud.

Here.

I want a jar of this.

How much?

I'd like to speak to Mrs. O'Meany,
please.

Who is it, Tony?

It's a copper.

Well, Sergeant Craddock.

Mrs. O'Meany.

Do you mind if I come in?

Mrs. O'Meany.

And this would be... Yes, this is Tony
Eccles.

I was coming to see you later, Mr.
Eccles.

Look, you got two birds with one stone.

Tony came round to see if I was all
right.

Yes.

Since you're here, Mr Eccles, perhaps
you wouldn't mind describing your

movements for the night before last.

I finished training.

I got in the van.

After a couple of miles, I got out and
cycled home.

I got home about 11.

Are there any witnesses to that?

No.

I live alone.

Did you take the same route home as Mr.
Amini? I don't know what route Mr. Amini

took.

I didn't kill him.

I didn't say you did. No.

But you were thinking it.

He took away the two best things in my
life.

Cycling.

And, uh... Whatever I did, he were
better than me.

I'm glad he's dead.

My husband had a strong effect on
people.

Strong enough to get him killed?

You're the policeman.

Don't you even care what happened to
him? Why?

Will he bring him back?

The palo I want to remember is the one
that smiled at me on a hot day in Italy,

not the idiot that raced round the mall
every night on his bike.

Your husband had a heart condition, did
you know?

Technically, that's what killed him.

Legally, though, it's a bit more
complicated.

Authentic memorial Mao figurines.

Raise funds for victims of oppression at
home and abroad.

Have you sold any?

Yes. The old lady's like his face.

Would you like to buy one?

In a good cause.

How much?

We leave that to the individual.

Whatever you feel you can afford.

Very cunning.

Well, a couple of bob will have to do.

Thank you.

About time.

I've been stuck here two hours.

I'm very sorry, Mr Watson.

I could think so.

Sit down, Mr Watson. I've a job to be
doing. A truck to unload.

Oh, yes.

I'll park.

Sit down, please.

Can you tell us what it was doing up at
Paddock's Cross two nights ago?

It was nowhere near Paddock's Cross.

It was sitting at home.

Can you prove that?

Yes, I can.

Aidensfield Arms Darts, Matt.

Bob Thornton gave me a lift there and
back.

Because I knew I'd be having a few.

And I did.

Alf Ventus saw me there.

He'll tell you. Do you know Paolo
Armini?

Never heard of him.

Do you know what this is?

It's from your jacket.

In fact, it's from that tear there.

Can you tell us why it was found on a
fence only yards from where the body of

Paolo Armini was found?

Where the tracks of your truck were
found as well?

I want a solicitor.

Ah, there you are, Craddock.

I'd like to know what you're doing about
my report.

What report?

The extremely sensitive report that I
gave to PC Ventress.

Where is Ventress?

Dunno, Sarge.

Perhaps you'd like to come through to my
office, Mr. Bateson. I do know the way,

Craddock.

What was all that about?

A UFO killed the Italian.

Mike, could I have a word with you,
please, outside?

Hey, hey.

No secrets between friends?

Well, it may sound strange, but I'm
telling you, I heard it, and I felt it,

in that very spot.

Have you been sleeping all right?

I sleep very well, Sergeant.

Now, if you don't believe me, call the
RAF.

If it's a classified project, they'll
just deny it.

Exactly. And that will tell you
something, won't it?

No.

You have to tell them, Lily.

Please, sit down, Constance.

Paolo Amini died there, on that rug.

He did?

Yes.

We were together.

Together? Every third day, day after
night.

Here? On the rug.

How did he actually die?

Well, he threw out his arm.

Then he kind of gasped.

But under the circumstances.

Oh, yeah.

Then I smelt burning.

And I thought his poor arm was on the
fire.

And what did you do then?

First I panicked.

Then I cried.

And then I calmed down.

I dressed him.

And I put him and his bike into the back
of Barry's truck.

And I drove him up into the moors.

I thought I could make it look like an
accident.

How much does your husband know about
this?

Barry knows about darts.

Then why was there a scrap of his jacket
caught on the fence near where Paolo's

body was found?

Because I was wearing the jacket.

I'm afraid you're going to have to come
down to the station to make a statement.

I only bought that by accident.

It was an auction.

Thought I was bidding for a view of
Fountains Abbey.

Still, got me money's worth.

Let's get it over with, eh?

If I hear anything more, Mr. Blaketon...
Yes, well, there is just one other

thing I'd like to talk to you about,
Sergeant.

Where have you been?

Hunting UFOs. Oh, that's very funny,
Ventress. Perhaps it's the one that

abducted you three years ago.

There have been a few too many rumors of
UFOs around here. I thought I'd knock

this one on the head.

Your particular UFO was flying down this
line.

Now, that's the same route that's taken
by the Leeds -Edinburgh cargo flight at

the same time.

Well, that's very fancy, Ventress, but
whatever it was that flew over me, Ned

Hall and Barry Watson, there was no
engine sounds.

Now, since when do cargo planes have no
engines? Since they switched their

engines off.

A couple of pilots, they were seeing how
far they could glide.

I had a word with the company manager.
It seems they've been in trouble for

before. Something to do with reliving
their rough past.

Anyway, your times and dates confirmed
it was them.

Well, excellent work, Vantress.

Satisfied, Mr. Blaketon?

Well, about that, yes.

But not about this.

Mrs. Watson would like to make a
statement, Sarge.

Vantress, if you'd like to show Mr.
Watson home, with apologies for any

inconvenience, of course.

Mrs. Watson, if you'd like to step into
my office so you don't have to... No,

I'm not hiding from anyone.

Okay, so if I come this way.

Eight pounds and sixpence.

Not bad for one day, is it?

Quick, I'll add the money.

Why? Perfectly legitimate.

Yes, I will.

Is this your leaflet, Mr Greengrass?

Don't deny it, Greengrass.

I didn't say a word, let alone deny it.

Do you deny obtaining money under false
pretenses?

False pretenses?

We are raising money for political
causes.

Political causes, you see. Well, you
might be doing that, Miss, but Mr.

Greengrass's only political cause is Mr.

Greengrass. I have met Mr.

Greengrass three times.

And on two of those occasions, I have
seen him harassed and falsely accused by

the police.

Mr. Greengrass, can you explain
precisely how you intend this money to

the victims of oppression?

Well, not precisely.

Precisely.

If I see one of these, or one of these,
around here again, I will arrest you

both. Is that clear?

What'll happen to it then, Sarge?

Mrs. Ermini doesn't want it.

Widows and orphans, I suppose.

Though it'll be wasted on both.

Mrs Watson, can I help? It's about that
bike.

I spoke to Paolo's wife on the phone
and... You phoned her?

She phoned me when she found out about
it.

She wanted to talk about Paolo.

Go on, actually.

Well, I... I asked her about the bike
and she said she never wanted to see it

again. She said I could have it.

Can I ask why?

I mean, it's a fine machine, but... It's
for me husband.

Barry Watson?

I know what his name is.

But he's... Fat, I know.

But we were closer than close once.

We wanted to be like that again.

So he's going to get fit, and we're
going to go riding together.

Over the hills and far away.

Yes.

That sort of thing.

Barry Watson on a bike.

They play Marielle with his dart.

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

What does a love chip mean in my memory?