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

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

What are you doing?

Being kept in detention, Anna. For what?

Talking basketball.

You and your big gob.

It's not funny, Trevor.

What do you want, Chivers?

My mum will be dead mad if our Stuart's
late on for his tea, Mr Powell.

Then you'd better tell your mam he's
going to have to learn to keep quiet in

future, hadn't you? Now, clear off. Or
perhaps you'd like to join him.

So it's just a social call, then?

Well, not entirely.

In fact, I expect Sergeant Craddock's
already been in touch with you about

hasn't he?

Craddock?

My new appointment.

WPO to the village. Are you telling me
that you've not been informed about

Don't think so.

Well, in fact, to be honest, I can't
quite remember what a WPO is.

Warning point, officer.

In case of nuclear attack.

Nuclear attack, eh?

Pally! Pally!

Shut up!

Good job I didn't get Cain.

Yeah, remember when he sent Johnson down
last week? He's always doing that,

innit? Yeah.

Hey, is this Paul's car?

Yeah, so?

So?

What are you doing?

No, don't do it. Don't be stupid.

You'll get us both murdered. We'll be
expelled.

So, of course, it's my responsibility to
sound the alarm if there should ever be

an emergency and generally let the
people know what the drill will be.

So you've got it all in hand, then?

Well, I like to think that all those
years with stripes on my arm weren't

entirely wasted.

Besides, I'm sure all the people will be
only too happy to cooperate.

Aidensfield Police.

Yes, Mr. Powell?

And what's the name of this young lad?

Oh, well.

There's a surprise.

Look, the sergeant's asking you a
question. It's Constable.

But I didn't do it. Mr Powell said he
saw you running away from his car.

That still doesn't mean it was me who's
done it.

So, come on, who did?

How should I know?

What, was it the other lad who was kept
in detention with you?

Dunno. Look, if you know, hell him,
stupid!

What? Crush, you mean?

He's standing more like his father every
day.

OK, Stuart.

Why don't we discuss this down at the
station, then? No!

Hey, come here! Come here! Stuart!

Get out of the way! Get in there, you!

Stuart! Stuart!

He'll come back when his belly starts
rumbling.

When he does.

Bring him round to see me, will you?

Or he'll be in even more trouble than he
is right now.

Well, I've always thought if anyone was
stupid enough to drop the bomb, that

would be it, wouldn't it? For all of us.
Well, not necessarily, Mary. There's

still lots of things you can do.

Yeah, like saying your prayers.

For instance, you could whitewash all
the windows, thus cutting down the

of the initial flash.

Assuming, of course, that you've got a
bucket of whitewash handy when the four

-minute warning goes.

Obviously, those sort of measures would
have to be taken in the weeks prior to

the actual attack.

Oh, yeah. You see, arrangements would
have to be made with the Russians to

you enough time to mix the whitewashes.

Fallout would be the biggest problem
we'd face in this area, because they'd

obviously go for the big urban centres,
you know, like Middlesbrough.

Well, they're hardly likely to ignore
places like Filingdale's, Mr Blayton.

That's only just up the road.

Well, even if Filingdale's was attacked,
Bernie, there would still be time to

take cover. That is, if you've got an
underground shelter organised.

What about our cellar? Well, as good a
place as any, I suppose, but only if

properly provisioned. Oh, well, you'd
better put my name down if you're taking

bookings, Gina, because if it's properly
provisioned, we'll all die up here.

In fact, at this moment in time, I'm on
the lookout for a suitable site for a

communal shelter.

I don't expect you to take any of this
seriously, Greengrass, which is probably

why you'll be the first person round
here to end up as Radioactive Ash.

Which only goes to prove it's an ill
wind that blows nobody any good.

They must be somewhat dodgy, the glue at
the back of all the stamps he makes.

Yes, Mr Chivers?

He's still not come home, you know.

Really?

Has he ever stayed out all night before?

Never. I just hope he's all right.

OK, OK, Mr Chivers. Look, I'll put the
word out and then I'll go and have a

for him myself. I'm sure he couldn't
have got very far.

Unless he's been murdered, of course.

Or just froze to death or something.

It's always happened to him. I'm holding
you personally responsible, you know.

Hello, Gran. What are you doing here?

I'm here in my official capacity.

Oh, aye?

And what official capacity would that
be, then?

Chairman of the Aspergillian District
Old Age Pensions Association.

I see. And who would these be? Oh,
they're the two Aidensfield members of

association.

Some sort of problem, is there, Mrs
Bellamy? I should say so. And we want to

know what you're going to do about it.
That's right, we do.

Do about what?

The lorries that are keeping my members
awake night after night.

Which lorries?

The ones at the old factory that they've
reopened.

What's it called again?

The Ramptons.

Ramptons, that's it. Used to be a basket
works, you know.

Very nice they were, too.

What were?

The basket's out.

Oh, Mrs Ventress had one for years.

So, these lorries blowing their horns,
revving their engines loudly, or what?

They wouldn't have two lorries that
size.

But it doesn't sound as if these
vehicles are breaking any laws, you see.

So you're going to do nought about it.

I think what Sergeant Craddock's trying
to tell you, Granny, there's not a lot

we can do about it.

Oh, we'll have to do something
ourselves, won't we, ladies?

That's right.

Right. We will, just wait and see.

What do you suppose she meant by that,
Bellamy?

I'm sure it's a thing, Sarge.

Don't let the sun catch you crying

The night's the time

to hold your tears

Your heart may be broken tonight, but
tomorrow in the morning

light,

don't let the sun catch you crying.

Oh, oh, oh.

They were called Anderson shelters.

I mean, during the war, everybody had
one in the back garden.

Before my time, I'm afraid, Claude.

You must remember them, Mary.

Thanks a bunch, Claude. I'll pretend I
never heard that remark.

Slap my wrist.

No, we ought to take it seriously, what
Blaketon said about the bomb. And what

better than it had tried and tested
Anderson's shelter?

As a matter of fact, I know where I can
put my hands on one or two. So if you're

interested, I might be able to let you
have them at a convenient price. How

good it'll do you if you're daft enough
to buy one.

Oscar, just because they've given you a
fancy title, it doesn't mean to say you

know everything, because if you did, you
wouldn't have been a copper all your

life. But what I do know, Greengrass, is
you have to be below ground level to

have any chance of surviving. And if the
Russians did start bombing, the

Anderson shelter would be as much use as
a chocolate teapot.

Trevor's waiting for you in the
classroom.

Thanks very much, Mr Powell.

Has the other one surfaced yet?

I'm afraid not.

Those Chivers kids, an absolute menace,
the pair of them.

Well, he swears he didn't do it.

Not what Benny Shaw says.

Benny Shaw?

The other boy kept in detention
yesterday. He told me he saw Chivers

bricks with my windscreen. In fact, he
tried to talk him out of it.

Really?

Right, well, thanks very much for your
help.

Dobson! I saw that.

Come on, Trevor.

Where is he?

How could I know?

Look, he can't stop out there forever.

He must be starving by now.

He'll be all right.

What if he's not?

Oh, come on.

It's not as if he's going down for ten
years, is it?

He didn't do it.

He said he didn't. Well, then I believe
him.

So, tell him to come and see me and
we'll take it from there, eh? I don't

where he is.

But you could find him.

If you really wanted to, couldn't you,
eh?

Can I have the rest of the day off
school to go and look for him?

God. What are you up to down here?

Assessing the possibilities.

Of what?

Making a few, Bob. You heard what
Blaketon said about trying to find

nicely below level to use as a fallout
shelter.

This place?

Well, why not? It's central. It's below
ground, isn't it?

Also damp and smelly, and in case you
hadn't noticed, it's full of rubbish.

It'll soon shift that, especially if
it's going to make us a few quid. What

you mean, Art? It's my cellar.

Don't be greedy.

What about what happens just over our
heads?

Over heads? What are you on about?

Up there.

That's where I'll lay people out,
remember?

Don't worry about that.

If atom bombs are falling, they're not
going to worry about a couple of already

goners, are they? Well, are we on or
not?

I suppose so.

I love your enthusiasm.

What's wrong?

Stu? Are you all right?

You're not full for the day, have you?

I've had about half the village through
here this morning.

How about you?

I think I've pulled the other half.

So, lunch in the pub?

He's house to her.

Well, what about him? I think he's
dying.

Up there.

All right, all right, Stuart. All right,
all right.

OK, tell me where it hurts.

It's across the stomach.

Yeah? OK. Can you show me your tongue?

All right.

OK, OK.

All right, I think we'll take you
straight to hospital.

Come on.

I'm coming with you. No, Trevor,
somebody has to let your mother know.

and tell her that we're taking Stuart up
to the hospital, OK?

So Maggie and I brought him straight in.

It seems he's suffering from a severe
stomach upset, Mr. Chibberton.

It's going to be all right, him, sir.

He's still pretty poorly, but we've no
reason to believe he's in any kind of

danger now.

Where is he, then?

He's through here. We've had to put him
in an isolation ward just for a moment.

Who'll be a mother these days, eh?

If it's not one thing, it's another with
them two.

How is he?

He'll survive.

His brother said you think he's been
poisoned.

Yes, that's right.

Do you know what with exactly?

Well, we won't know for sure till we
hear back from the lab, but I do know he

drank from a local stream this morning.

And you think it could have been
something in the water?

Possibly. Yes, some sort of chemical.

Pesticide, perhaps.

Any idea where this stream is?

Somewhere he calls Tawley Bottoms.

Does that name mean anything to you?

No, I'm afraid not.

No, me neither.

Though according to the lad, it's a
popular spot with local fishermen, so we

need to find it quickly.

Look, I'll ask Trevor Chivers if he can
help. I'm sure he'd jump at the chance

at another day off school.

Look, thanks very much, Neil.

Sign

up

here to avoid nuclear annihilation. Only
a few places left.

What's going on?

It seems Claude's taken to heart your
idea for a nuclear shelter fight in the

village. He's gone and found one.

Oh, aye? Where might that be?

In Bernie's cellar, under the chapel
arrest.

Serious? Yes.

He made the right decision, love. Yeah.

How are we doing?

Very well, really.

Told you we'd be on the winning, didn't
I?

There is a limit, though, Claude, as to
how many people that cellar will take.

I know that. You know that.

The big bang comes. They're not going to
be counting heads, are they?

Hey, Bernie!

I hear you've found us a shelter.

Yeah, that's right.

Very public -spirited of you.

Well, it were Claude's idea, really.

Really?

Well, that's even more amazing.

Can we put you down for a few for the
authorities?

I mean, a new good price, you know, for
a block booking. Oh, I see. So it's not

free. There's a token, son, cover
maintenance, that sort of thing.

How token?

Two quid a year to you.

£1 .10 a head to parties of 12 or over.

Have you had many takers yet?

Well, you know, one or two.

Well, I'll have to think about this one,
Greencraft.

You don't want to think about it too
long, you'd ask, because they could

have the finger on the button. Quite so.

Meanwhile, as WPO for the village, I
think I should inspect these premises of

yours.

Give him my official spiel of approval.

It's not really convenient at the moment
because the bulb's gone.

I mean, we've got to improve the
lighting system, you know. When that's

you can go on, can't you, Bert? Yeah,
yeah, of course. Of course you can.

Wish or something.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

Have you any idea of the name of the
lady who's leading the protest, sir?

Ah.

OK, Mr Horton, leave it to us.

Is that all I think of?

The one and only.

What's going on?

Well, I think it's called civil
disobedience.

No way, we're going to stay here all
night.

For the last time, Mrs Bellamy, will you
and your friends please clear this

road?

For the last time, will we act as like?
No.

Not until somebody does something about
them lorries. That's right. And don't

see why we shouldn't. Can you make a
defense, Bellamy?

Very much doubt it, Sarge.

Try.

The manager of this place, Fentress, has
only reported the incident. What was

the name again?

Horton, Sarge. Has anyone complained to
you about these lorries running late at

night? Well, there's been a couple of
grumbles around the village, but that's

not... Right, come with me.

Everything's on schedule.

No problems till now.

The cops are here.

I'll get back to you.

Mr.

Wharton? That's me.

I'm Sergeant Craddock, National Police.

This is Constable Bradley. He looks
after Aidensfield for us.

Right. And you're in charge here, I
understand.

That's right.

Well, at least I was until those
geriatric gorillas took control of the

entrance. Can't you move them?

Not without using physical force, no.

Well, what are you going to do then?
Just leave them there?

Talk to them, Mr. Horton.

Like the man said, better jaw -jaw than
war -war.

Yeah, well, while you're jaw -jawing,
what am I supposed to do? I do have a

business to run here, you know.

Is it absolutely necessary to bring
those lorries in at night?

Why, it makes good economic sense.

The roads are quieter at night, for one
thing, so we can move stuff easier.

And the sooner we get those mine shafts
filled, the sooner we can reopen.

and bring some skilled job to the area.

Mine shaft?

Yeah, the ground at the back's riddled
with them.

Previous owners didn't seem to mind, but
there's no way we can have that.

Besides, with the turnover we envisage,
well, we'll need the extra space.

So, how long will all this take?

How long is a piece of string?

No, the sooner it's finished, the
better, as far as we're concerned.

OK, Mr Horton, we'll have another word.

Much obliged.

Right,

Bellamy, you've got exactly five minutes
to get that granny of yours out of

here. What?

Five minutes.

Can I try?

I guess.

Come on now, Mrs Bellamy.

I think you've made your point.

But enough's enough, eh?

Have our demands been met? That's what
we want to know.

No.

But they are being considered.

Meanwhile, as you are the leader of your
group, I think there's something you

should consider.

What?

Well, it's cold and damp.

And if you ladies want to stay out all
night... Well, half of you will be in

hospital tomorrow.

Right.

Come on, everybody.

But don't think for one minute this is
the end of the matter.

We shall return.

Won't we, comrade?

It's all right, we'll take the chair.

Have you ever seen anything like this
before?

No, never.

It's just this way.

That's where he was.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah. Let's go.

Hello, Gran.

Oh, jeez, I'm scared.

Come in.

Oh. Oh, dear.

Oh, I don't think much of this place.

Well, it's only temporary.

Oh. Hey, this is a nice surprise.

I've come to find out if anybody has
done anything about them lorries yet.

Well, it's like I was telling you, Gran.

They're not breaking any law if they're
doing what they were doing.

Oh, so that's it, then, is it?

Well, I'd say so, yes.

Right, then.

Don't I get a cup of tea?

I'll put the kettle on.

Listen, I just want to have a quick word
and then I'll drop you off at school,

okay?

And no wandering off.

Pesticides?

That's what we believe.

Yeah.

Hardly in our line of business,
Constable.

What will we want with pesticides?

Or any other kind of chemical, for that
matter.

Well, um, we found some dead fish in the
water just downstream from here.

Did you?

Well, nothing to do with that.

But, uh, don't take my word for it.

Feel free to inspect the entire
perimeter.

You won't find any discharges from this
factory.

Okay.

Well, thank you very much for all your
help, Mr. Holland.

Always a pleasure.

So what did they say?

They don't use any chemicals in the
factory.

So what was all them drums a -sort, eh?

What do you mean?

What's all?

They've got a load of drums inside, you
know, the sort that they keep chemicals

in. I told you to stay in the car.

Did you, coward?

I was dropping off the lab report.

They've analysed that fish you brought
in from Tully Bottoms.

Oh, yeah?

It was a pepper that killed it.

Deildrin.

Exactly the same stuff we found in young
Stuart's stomach.

How toxic is it?

It's toxic enough.

Right, well, thanks very much. Sure.

See you, then.

Craddock not in?

No, he left earlier.

In first thing in the morning.

Why? Some sort of problem, is there?

Something I wanted to check out with
him, that's all.

Oh.

So, how are you feeling?

How do you think?

Oh, you won't be wanting these, then?

Just as well, innit?

What have you been up to, Annie Road?

I've been helping the police with their
inquiry.

Not about me, are you?

No, though. The cop is there once a
while with you when you're feeling

I've called you, Trev. It weren't me.

Benny sure reckons it were.

You what?

That's what he told old Paul, hadn't he,
Rod?

The lying toad.

I think I've been wrong covering for
him.

I think it's about time I had a word
with Benny.

You haven't seen a pair of handcuffs
anywhere, have you?

No. Why?

Can't find mine.

Oh.

What's your up to this time, Bessie
Bellamy?

Ask no questions, Edie, love, and you'll
be told no lies.

But the time has come for drastic
action.

You said don't love time. Yes, well,
this time we've got to do something even

more drastic.

close, Grant, shall we?

Am I right in thinking you have a
warrant on you?

Are you out of your mind?

Going in like that without a warrant?
The kid swears he saw drums in there.

So what if he did? What does that prove?

Certainly not that they contain
dangerous chemicals.

Did you see any evidence on the
riverbank of anything from the factory

dumped into the water?

Like I said, there were dead fish in the
water.

But no sign of activity on the
riverbank.

No. So you had no grounds for going in
the way you did.

No, you listen to me, Bradley.

I've just spent a very unpleasant half
an hour talking Mr Horton out of making

an official complaint against you.

So, unless you can come up with more
than Billy the Kid told you, I suggest

search elsewhere for the source of your
pollution, OK?

Right, Sarge.

Morning, ladies.

Morning. Now, you do know about this
exercise I've planned for this

So it's a sort of practice, yeah?

In case of the nuclear attack.

That's right, Gina. So when you hear the
siren, I've asked everyone to assemble

outside the post office.

And with a bit of luck, they'll all end
up in here afterwards.

Oh, incidentally, have you two signed up
for this Greengrass thing?

Oh, yes.

Half the village has, apparently.

Aye, 39 so far, by my reckoning. Why?

Is there something dodgy about it?

Not that I know of.

No, no, no. Really, that's not... Well,
I know... Everything's under

control this end of... Yeah, if you
think so.

Right, come here.

Take it!

Take it!

Tea break over!

What is it now? I've got all this
stuff... Yeah, yeah, forget about that.

I want everything we've got left back on
the lorry now.

What's going on?

What's going on, Cleggie, is that the
entire operation is aborted as of five

minutes ago. Why?

Because, quite apart from anything else,
we seem to be attracting an awful lot

of attention round here, or hadn't you
noticed?

Now, stop messing about and get on with
it, will you?

Boss, I think you'd best come, quick.

What is it now?

Right. We'll send someone over. Thank
you.

Do you remember those handcuffs of yours
that went missing?

He has now been enjoying himself. He's
like a big kid.

Come on, Claude. Let's be having you. I
shouldn't think so.

No, don't bother about locking up. I'll
still be here when you get back.

Come on, Claude. You know what we've
been told.

When the siren goes, you've got to
assemble outside the post office.

In Blaketon, that's where I am. Tell him
I'm assembling myself outside a glass

of scotch.

Excuse me.

That won't be necessary.

We'll sack over now.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

We shall not, we shall not be moved.

Right, Gran.

You're nicked.

Now, listen here.

You're not so big that I can't put you
over my knee.

Do not believe this is happening to me.

When do you want me to leave, boss?

Well, not just yet, obviously.

Not with half the North Raleigh police
force camped on our doorstep.

Wait until dark.

But where do you want it dumping?

Anywhere, sons. It's one away from here
and nobody catches you doing it.

Would this be a good time to discuss my
danger, money?

You're what?

For driving that little lot?

There's nothing on that wagon you
haven't transported before. It's just a

drums of the Eldrin.

And not to mention your drum or two of
benzene.

Well, what sort of figure did you have
in mind?

How about double my usual?

I'll drive it myself.

Oh, be my guest.

it happened. What's up? The cellar.

Dan, what are you worried? It's only a
rehearsal.

Don't just think they were in trouble.
Come on.

What sort of trouble?

Get a move on.

It's all right, get a move on. You
haven't got my knees.

Hey, listen.

I promised the girls I'd stop you until
they got back.

Come on.

If I could just have your attention for
a minute, ladies and gentlemen. I'd like

to try and put you in the picture and
tell you what's happening.

It's quite obvious what's happened,
Claude.

You've taken our money under false
pretenses.

Absolutely.

Look,

it's only a rehearsal, isn't it? I mean,
it's not the real thing.

Oh, but what if it had been the real
thing, Claude?

What Claude's trying to tell you is that
we're not quite ready yet, that's all.

Not quite ready, that's the only
trouble. It was ready enough for him to

everyone's money.

Absolutely.

And when it is ready, where are you
going to put everyone?

Because there's no way 40 people could
live in here for a fortnight. It'd be

like sardines.

At least you'd be standing up.

Oh, Jesus.

No, anybody who isn't satisfied can have
their money back.

You are.

And where does the queue start?

Here. I hope you brought your wallet.

You do realise, Mrs Bellamy, that it's a
criminal offence, stealing police

property?

Lock me up if you want.

See if I care.

Yes. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

So you can play the martyr.

Let's consider this your final warning,
though.

Because if there is any more of this
nonsense, then you really will be for

high jump. Is that clear?

What?

Get her out of here, Bellamy.

Right, that.

OK.

And when you have escorted her off the
premises, we can discuss how she managed

to get her hands on your handcuffs.

Go ahead Mike Loaded with drums

I've just lost it. It must have gone
down a side road or something Look

put the word out. I want it intercepting

Yeah, yeah, I think so. Look, there's a
phone box just up the road. I'll call

999, okay?

Brigade are on their way. It's too late
for that. She could blow any moment.

What?

What have you got on that lorry?

Children.

Defensing. What?

Get back, everybody.

Get back!

What's happening, Bradley?

There's a lorry load of chemical charge.

I'm going to go and see what I can do.
Bradley!

The whole lot could explode at any
moment.

Right, let's get these people out of
here.

Right, everybody back, please.

Back.

Get back, I said!

Thank you, sir.

Back!

See, they keep doing it. He's getting
away from the houses.

It seems the council let the company out
of the factory for a peppercorn rent.

In return for all the new jobs they said
they'd be bringing into the area.

But all they really wanted was the old
mine shafts. Expensive business, getting

rid of dangerous chemicals these days.

Especially as people have started to
realise just how much damage some of

pesticides can do.

Of course, what they hadn't bargained
for was Bellamy's grandmother.

Search.

And they didn't realise that some of
their staff was finding their way into

local water table.

What do you want, young Sherlock?

Apart from a good hiding. I'd like a
word with Constable Bradley, please.

About a citizen's arrest I've just made.

Who what?

Go on, tell him.

Tell him who really threw the brick for
him, Mr Powell's windscreen.

It were me, not Stuart.

I see.

I don't suppose for one minute, Trevor,
that his sudden decision to confess has

got anything to do with the black eye
he's got?

Go on.

Tell the constable how you got your
black eye.

I walked into a door.

Right. Well, thanks very much for your
help, Trevor.

In fact, I don't think we would have
been able to do it without you.

Yeah, I know.

In fact, I'm thinking of becoming a cop
when I grow up.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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