All language subtitles for heartbeat_s08e19_fire_and_ashes

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

Heartbeat, why does the love chip in my
memory?

Of course I do.

I think.

You think?

Well, I just don't see why we have to
sell the house.

Well, how else can I buy the wood I
need?

Borrow it.

Well, you can't borrow wood.

Please lend me half a ton of teak so I
can...

Build a boat. Of course, I'll let you
have it back.

Boris and Maddy!

Come here. There's someone here to see
you.

Be safe.

Be safe.

Be safe.

Grow up, Julian! Do away the pain of
you!

That was very good, very good.

Mike, leave a beat after Maggie's line
to sell the house. There should be a

laugh there.

Oh, no, no. I was just following him for
Neil.

I don't know. I agreed to help with the
sets. I couldn't act in front of him.

You just did, and you were very good,
wasn't he, Maggie?

Yes. No, no, really. Look, it's really
Neil's thing. I mean, it's very good,

I couldn't possibly... Neil Parnes is
too busy.

I can't get anyone else. You're perfect.

And if you don't do it, we'll have to
cancel the play.

Nevertheless, that's blackmail.

So? Arrest me.

Maggie, I'm sorry. I just wouldn't have
the nerve.

But you, it's fantastic. The way you can
cry just like that.

Amazing.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

It's nothing.

Any idea how we started?

Could have been this.

I picked up a fireplace.

Popped in there.

Oscar, cleaned out the fireplaces
earlier.

I beg your pardon? Look, ash is in the
bin.

I've not had a fire for over a week, and
that's a long time for the embers to

stay hot enough to start a fire.
Wouldn't you agree, Bellamy?

Yes, Sarge. So you think it was started
deliberately, then, Oscar? Well, either

way, you two, sort it out.

How was it?

Well, go on. What a lovely fire I've
lit. And is that supper I can smell

cooking? Yeah.

Lovely.

Neil? Mm -hm?

Sorry, what?

Oh, it won't matter. No, no, no. Come
on. Spit it out.

I'm pregnant.

Beg your pardon?

Four weeks over to you.

But you can't be.

Well, yes, that's what I thought.

It might be a false alarm.

I've had the test.

I

don't

know what to say.

Are you pleased?

Yes, yes.

Yes, I mean, I'm still taking it in, but
yes, yes, I am.

Are you?

I don't know.

Come on, Fred.

Fred, what's going on?

Oh, yes, first class, that's right.

Yes, Mr. Anderson.

No, I got the cheque all right, yes.

We'll see you on Sunday.

On Saturday, I'm sorry, I'm looking at
the wrong line, aren't I?

Yes, see you Saturday evening.

What? Saturday morning, that's right.

Thank you, Mr. Anderson, thank you.

Maggie, life doesn't always go according
to plan.

You think I don't know that?

Sorry. Yes, you do.

We both do.

Look, the first few months are a funny
time.

Your hormones will be going
absolutely... Neil, I don't need a

I know how I feel.

Go and sit down.

I'm not an invalid.

What you need, what we both need, is
time to get used to the idea.

I've had four weeks.

It's a shock. It's a total change of
plan.

Why don't we go away for a bit this
weekend?

No, I can't. You can. We can get Alison
to cover for you.

Maggie, this is important.

We both need some time away from
everything to, you know, adjust.

I don't want to adjust.

I don't want this to happen. All right,
but at least we can talk it through.

OK?

So, if I book us into a nice hotel
somewhere, yes?

Maybe I'll... I'll think about it.

What happened? What is it? It is a
screaming child trying to disturb me

working. There were seven of us here
when I was a child. Was your father a

writer? Did your mother ever children
under control?

There's loads of room in the shed, so
you could make yourself a little study.

Oh, it's so funny.

You are.

Keep away from my rehearsals.

I'm not above giving you a walloping,
you know. Oh, yeah.

But when my dad found out, he wouldn't
be above giving you an even bigger

walloping.

Good morning, Mr. Greengrass.

Not from here, it's not.

Is this going to be ready in time?

I'm hoping it's done by tomorrow night,
but it'll be pushing it. Tomorrow night?

I guess they're going to be here in the
morning.

Which is probably more than I am.

Here

comes

another disease.

Greengrass?

What do you want, Blaketon?

Do you mind telling me what this is?

Yeah. It's a four -masted whaling
scooter that got lost in the fog. Why

you go and do likewise?

It's an eyesore, destroying a local
resource and a visual amenity. It's a

and it's my field, and you address for
it. There are such things as planning

regulations, Greengrass.

And you know it. I do know it. And if I
use this for agricultural purposes, and

I'll probably keep chickens in it, you
don't need planning permission.

Really?

And since when did your chickens need
curtains?

Mind your own business.

Have a day, eh?

Doesn't it get to you sometimes?

How do you mean?

I'm thinking it.

Nothing happening.

Except Al cracking his egg.

Do you want one? Go on.

Bradley?

Yes, Sarge?

This report about a fire.

Anything in it?

No, the incident seemed trivial enough.

But any unexplained fire warrants a
degree of alertness.

Oh, well, yes, Sarge.

Excellent.

You might bear that in mind, Bellamy.

What's that?

Just because it looks like nothing's
happening doesn't mean that nothing is.

I wouldn't want you adopting slothful
habits.

Little children, you better not yell on
me.

I'm telling you, little children, you
better not tell what you see.

You can't!

Give her to me!

Oh, she'd love it. Poor little dog
doesn't get much fun. No, she wouldn't.

her to me. Tell him, Trevor.

Don't be so wet. He's only kidding.

Um, can I ask a favour?

Yeah.

Oh, no, definitely not.

What? I'm not taking part in the play.

Oh, no, no, it's not that. It's, um...
Well, you know this weekend away you're

going to have?

Yeah.

Could I come?

What, you and Neil?

No, just me.

Well, it's not special, you know. It's a
crummy old caravan on the coast.

Sounds wonderful.

Okay. I mean, yeah, of course you can.

I don't want to be a nuisance or
anything.

No, you won't. I was only going on my
own because Debbie let me down.

That'd be really nice.

Am I allowed to ask why?

Well, I just wanted to break.

That's all.

Well, great then.

Okay. Bye. Ta -ra.

I'll, er...

Bring my bucket and fade, shall I?

Oh, you won't have time for that,
Castle. We'll be up all night dancing

picking up fellas.

Come in.

Oh, Jackie, look, I was... Sorry to
interrupt. I just wondered if I could

quick word.

Yes, of course, take a think.

No, I won't stop. I've got a bit of a
cold. It's just, could you tell me

I have to have planning permission to
keep a sort of railway truck in one of

fields? I think we'd better sit down. If
you did that, you'd have to put the

meter on, wouldn't you? Yes, of course.

How else am I supposed to earn a living?

Well, I thought, just like, you know, as
a favour, you could just give me a yes

or no. It depends on what you're going
to use it for.

For holiday makers, I think. Well, if
you use it residentially, you need

permission. If you have a part of a
collection or use it for storage, you

need planning permission. Oh, really?
Well, thank you.

Haven't you got a handkerchief, Claude?

I'm not allowed to lend it to anybody.

Anyway, thanks very much.

I just need to be on my own.

Maggie, that's exactly what happened
before.

You not communicating, trying to keep
everything to yourself, me stuck on the

outside somewhere.

I do understand how you feel.

Do you?

Yes.

Yes.

Don't go.

Please.

Neil, it's all arranged.

Aidensfield Police.

Have you called the fire brigade?

Right, I'll be there in a minute.

That was fair.

I thought you'd dug me up. Fair, fair.

Don't worry, Neil. I'll look after her.

Ta -ra.

Bye.

Things seem to be escalating, Bradley.

Looks like it, Sarge.

Down this way last night.

Smells like petrol.

Any witnesses?

Mr Sanders thinks he saw some kids here
earlier.

Did he recognise them?

Well, he reckons one of them could be
Trevor Chivers.

Oh.

Well, you'd better go and find him,
then.

Oh, don't start getting all Middle East
on me.

Cheek. Just got a bit of a headache,
that's all.

We'll get some fresh air inside you
then.

Come on, deep breath.

Oh, what's the matter, Maggie?

You've hardly said a word since we left
Daviesville.

Have you and Neil had a row or
something?

No. Well, what then?

Oh.

Nothing. Come on.

I said nothing, Gina.

I didn't come away to be interrogated.
And I didn't come away to drag around an

old misery cup.

Cheer up, will you?

I know. Let's go and have some pie and
chips.

What's the matter?

We could head back, Gina.

I'm just feeling a bit queasy, that's
all.

Yeah, of course we can.

Fine.

So when's it due then?

post office.

Well, what number are you calling?

Well, no, that's not first class
holidays.

That's a public telephone box.

And no, I'm afraid there's no deluxe
holiday accommodation there. Just a

old railway carriage in the middle of a
rubbish tip.

And I sincerely hope you haven't sent
Mr. Greengrass any money.

We were wondering if we could have a
quick word with Trevor.

What about?

There was a fire down at Sanders' farm.

Oh, so you rushed straight up here, did
you? No, we didn't just rush straight up

here. He was seen down there just before
it happened.

Did anyone see him light it?

No. But you raced straight up here.

Look, if it ever occurred to you, I
might just be wanting to ask him if he

anyone or anything suspicious.

Was he at home, you say?

And if I say he wasn't?

I suppose you'll assume he's done it.

When you see him, just ask him to come
and have a chat.

Oh, thanks very much. Very helpful.

That's why I should just hang around.

See if I can catch him when he comes
back.

Good luck, Holmes.

Well, he seems fine enough now, but...
There we are.

Keep an eye on him.

His tummy things can come and go.

He's been a bit unsettled since we
moved.

What about you?

Has moving affected you?

Just a bit.

You seem a bit low.

Well, Archie left his job, and our flat
was repossessed, so when Mum died,

it seemed sensible.

Well, essential, actually, to move here.

But we're a bit cooped up, and Archie's
very tense.

He's determined to carry on with his
writing.

I haven't turned him a penny, but he
won't see sense.

And he and Julian pretty much ate each
other and, you know.

I suppose some periods of our lives are
harder than others.

Eventually you'll look back on the tough
times and tell your grandchildren they

were the happiest times of your life.

You're right, people always do that.

Do you think they just forget how
terrible things really were? I think,

Right, I must go.

Look, Della, don't hesitate to call if
you need me, OK? Not either of you.

OK.

Hey, you'll feel better after that.

Best thing for morning sickness.

So, come on then, what does Neil say?

Oh, he's pleased.

So why was he looking so miserable at
the station?

It's complicated.

What do you mean?

We decided some time ago not to have
children.

What, to have children?

What, so this is a mistake?

Yes.

Oh, but babies are lovely.

I know. And everything's perfect.

You've got a nice house, a nice husband.

You're not hard up.

I know, I know.

Was it the actual giving birth that
worries you? Is that it?

Because I'm sure you'll be fine.

Yes, I'm sure I won't.

I want love, Tom.

What?

Neil and I had a baby six years ago.

He... He died when he was three months
old.

That's why I don't want another.

I don't want to risk it.

I... Gina...

Nobody in Aidensfield knows.

No, they don't tell anyone.

Of course not.

Oh, Maggie, I'm so sorry.

Well, anyway, there it is.

Come on, I'll get this.

You ready?

Don't worry.

Give us a lunge.

It's a bad cold call.

It's not, you know, it's a very good
one.

I thought I heard you, Greengrass.

Why don't you come a bit closer? It
would be a luck you might catch

No, thanks.

I've had enough trouble fielding your
telephone calls.

How do you mean?

Someone trying to get in touch with
first -class holidays.

It seems nobody was manning the
switchboard in that private telephone

yours. You had to pick it up, did you?
What do they want?

Not much.

after I've described the standard of
accommodation.

I don't think they'll be troubling you
again.

Thank you for nothing, as usual.

They were my first customers.

And hopefully your last.

The sooner you ship that monstrosity,
the better.

Is that so?

Well, for your information, I've taken
the option on another 15.

And I don't need planning permission to
keep them as a collection or to use them

for storage.

So you can bung that in your bin and
burn it.

Kisses of gold.

I remember you.

You're the one who said I love you too.

Yes, I do.

Didn't you know?

I remember you.

Gotcha. Get off.

I haven't done anything.

I think you better come with me.

Let me go. I've not gone ever since.

Ah,

Miss Lambert.

Greengrass says he can use the carriage
for storage without planning permission.

Yes, well, as I said to Mr. Greengrass,
I don't want to discuss this matter

anymore, except on a professional basis.

Oh, I see.

Well, how much?

Four guineas.

For a consultation.

For Guinness.

Well, how do I know the information you
give me is worth that much?

That's a risk you'll have to take.

Hello?

Have you?

Is he?

Well, he shouldn't. I'm on my way.

So do you think it's worth the gamble?

There you are. You're on. Four pounds
and four shillings.

Thank you.

There you are.

That should please you.

1823.

I was with Julian.

Where? At his house.

Mr Sanders said he saw you at the hay
rick.

Maybe, but then we went to Julian's
house. The fire was nothing to do with

When you call a duty solicitor, it would
be polite to wait until they arrive,

wouldn't it?

They were quite happy to start helping
us with our inquiries.

Is my client under arrest?

Not yet.

So you don't have sufficient evidence to
charge him?

As I said, he was helping us with...
Then I suggest you contact us again when

you have a properly constructed case for
my client to answer.

Sergeant.

under the Paris bylaw, dated 1823, that
no carriage shall be driven more than

five yards onto common land or open
moor. Yeah.

That'd be a horse and carriage, wouldn't
it?

It says carriage.

Now, if that railway carriage isn't a
carriage, I'd like to know what is.

Finally. I'll get Rupert.

Did you go to your auntie's looking like
that?

Oh, when did you last look in a mirror?

What are you doing here? Your railway
carriage.

It's breaking the law, Claude.

Can't you see I'm dying?

Under the Aidensfield Parish Council
bylaw, dated 1823.

I'll get my solicitor on to it. She can
only work for one of us, and she's

working for me.

You've paid.

You must be desperate.

Be that as it may, you've got 24 hours.

to shift it. I can't move, Phil.

I've lent it to that new bloke, Archie
Roberts.

I've rented it to him for storage. I
mean, David's putting his stuff in at

moment. Well, he'll just have to move it
out again, won't he?

Good evening, Betty.

Hello, Trevor.

What are you doing here?

Keeping out of trouble.

Sorry, everyone.

Ah, good you're here, Mike.

Let's just crack straight on with the
bolt -building thing, shall we?

Hold on a minute.

Have you found me a new wife?

Maggie asked me.

Have a favour.

All right, sweetheart, yeah.

Now, you be a brave boy, and Mummy will
be back in a sec, OK?

I'm just popping down to make a cart at
the phone for Dr Bolton.

That's like with a ginger ale, really
fancy, isn't it?

Put the kettle on.

Thanks ever so much, Tina.

What for?

Oh, you know, putting up with me.

Taking me out for myself.

It's really good talking to somebody,
you know, who's outside of it all.

Yeah, and being outside of it all, I can
tell you straight, they're going to be

fine.

Do you really think so?

Yeah.

You and Neil are going to have a lovely
baby.

And he'll be a great dad and you'll be a
great mum. And you'll love it all so

much you'll probably have another half a
dozen.

Just try ringing once in a while.

I love you.

Of course I do.

I think.

You think?

Yeah, but I don't... You work for
heaven!

There's another fire! Look!

Over there!

You two, you two, go check around the
back.

Oi! Oi!

It's my jail!

It's my jail!

I don't want to make this happen.

You did everything you could.

Could have done more to find out who's
behind it all.

We've got a contact, Maggie.

Mary at the pub and I... I'd better...
You'd better sit down and finish your

tea.

Mr. Bradley, could we have a word?

Frankie! What time is it?

Nine.

Oh, I'm having a lie -in.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

Gina, I've got to go home.

What?

I've been up for hours.

Just walking about, thinking.

What on earth am I doing here?

I ought to be with Neil.

That's what I've been saying all along.

Yes, well, I see it now.

I was sitting on the front a short while
ago and there was this couple with a

baby.

And I thought, if only I could let go of
the past, that could be me and Neil.

And it could be great.

I don't know, for the first time since
James died, I felt optimistic.

And what you said about Neil was right.

I do love him and he loves me and, well,
that's worth a lot.

Did I say all that?

Yes, you did.

And then I realised how much I was
missing him.

And I thought, well, I've got to hurry
home and tell him how sorry I am.

Good.

And that I'm sure now.

What about the baby?

Yes, I think so.

Well, you'd better get back there quick
and say it all before you forget it

then.

Well, I'll go and pack.

Can't wait to see him.

Now you've gone all floppy on me.

Yeah, and Harry, that was Julian's idea.

I tried to stop him, but I couldn't.

What about the last one?

The house?

I was at the village hall. It couldn't
have been me, could it?

No, Trevor, you were at the village
hall.

But what about Julian?

Julian Stevens, I'm arresting you on
suspicion of arson.

You can't be serious.

At Aidensfield Post Office, at Half Mile
Farm, and last night at 5 Green End

Terrace. This is ridiculous.

I didn't do it.

You've got to believe me.

Mum, tell him I didn't do it.

It wasn't me.

Contact Gina.

Maggie rang this morning.

She'd been trying to contact Neil so he
could meet her off the train.

I just froze.

I didn't know what to say.

Do you think I should have told her,
Mike?

We have a written statement from your
friend Trevor Chivers.

He says you both were responsible for
the two fires.

Dustbin at the post office with the hay
rig.

Last night he was at the village hall
all evening.

You were at home unattended.

Another fire broke out and a man was
killed.

What do you have to say about that?

I didn't do it.

I didn't start a fire.

You're very happy about your mother's
new relationship, are you?

No.

And Rupert, the child your mother had
with Archie, are you happy with him?

Yeah, it's all right.

So you think I was trying to hurt him,
do you?

Well, why would I go back inside and
rescue him then?

Go back in.

Your mother said you wouldn't find the
house, but you went out?

Yeah, wandered down the lane a bit.

When I came back, the fire was already
up the side of the house, so I ran

straight in, got Rupert and took him out
the back.

Why the back? Why not go straight to the
front door?

Well, there was fire downstairs already.
I just wanted to get to my mum.

I took Rupert along the back lane as
everybody else was coming out the front,

we missed each other.

What do you think?

I don't know, Sarge.

Nor me.

I just called out to see if there was
anything I can do.

I don't think so.

If you'd like me to meet Maggie off the
train, I will.

No, I'll do that, but... That's good.

Is the carriage gone yet?

No, not yet.

It'd take a while to organise, I
suppose.

Archie can hardly move his stuff back
home, can he?

What stuff would that be, then?

Stella, is it all right if I ask you a
couple of questions?

Of course.

Did you go out last night?

Yeah, for a while.

We were meant to spend the evening at my
sister's, but then Rupert took sick

again, so we come straight back.

Had Archie left for the village hall
when you returned?

Yes.

Where was Archie in the afternoon?

Tidy in the shed.

Thought he went for a drive, I think.

Do you know where he went?

No.

Why? Oh, I'm just trying to get a
complete picture of when and how, you

It's not looking very good, I'm afraid,
Archie.

I'm sure Miss Lambert's already told you
we have enough evidence to charge

Julian on two counts of arson.

It's pretty clear in my mind that a jury
will convict him of last night's fire

as well.

And that one's murder.

Just a minute. If he admits it and
cooperates with us, it'll probably lead

lesser charge of manslaughter.

You want me to talk to him?

Now look, I'm his solicitor. You can't
just... Jackie.

We're not asking or advising anything.

I was just wondering if Archie wanted to
help Julian.

You see, Julian is adamant he didn't
start last night's fire.

And I think I know the reason for that.

And I think Archie does too.

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

You moved all your papers.

Your writing work and your most valuable
pieces of furniture up to Greengrass.

I was clearing the place out to make a
study.

It was Stella's idea, Raskin. I did.

She didn't know you'd moved your stuff
out.

And if you were making a study, surely
the last thing you'd move would be your

writing work.

Into the house, maybe, to give yourself
room to clear up.

But all the way to Greengrass?

Unless you wanted to burn the house down
and claim the insurance.

Risking the lives of your wife and child
in the process.

It is rubbish. You can't prove any of
it.

Maybe.

But are you prepared to let Julian
suffer for what you've done?

You didn't know he was behind the other
fires as well, did you?

Well... No, I had no idea.

You didn't know he'd take the blame for
this one.

But he might.

He just might.

Can you really live with that?

With Stella?

And you'll let Julian go?

With a caution.

Same as Trevor.

I had no idea Stella and the kids would
be there.

They were all going out, out for the
evening.

I didn't mean anyone to get hurt.

Not them.

Not the doctor.

It's good to keep busy, isn't it?

Yeah.

But it doesn't stop you thinking,
though.

Is this you wondering if you could have
saved Neil?

Yeah.

I'm wondering what I'm going to tell
Maggie.

Oh, Mike.

Look, if I hadn't tried to be so clever
and got Trevor out of your clutches,

he'd have admitted to the first fire.

With him arrested, Archie would never
have tried his little gambit.

Maybe. So don't crucify yourself.

I'm not.

But it doesn't make it any easier, does
it?

I've still got to stand on that platform
and tell Maggie her husband's dead.

You did a good job today.

I'll be thinking of him.

When the day is done Dawn threw up and
thanks the sun

Along with everything that's lost and
won When the day is done

When the day is done Hope so

much your race will be alright Then you
find the jump and dive

Up to go back where you began

When the night is cold, some get black
and some get old,

just to show life's not made of gold.

When the night is cold,

when the birds fly,

got no one to call your own, got no
place to call

home.

When the game's been fought New space
has blown across the court

Lost much sooner than you would have
thought Now the game's been fought

When the party's through Seems so

very sad for you Didn't do the things
you meant to do

Now there's no time to start a new life,
now the part is through.

When the day is done, dawn to earth and
sink the sun,

along with everything that was long and
long ago, one day.