All language subtitles for heartbeat_s10e05_war_stories

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

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

You weld these on.

We ain't gonna jump no more.

Good afternoon.

Which way to Aidensfield, baby chicks?

Aidensfield.

Just follow the road round for about a
mile. You can't miss it. First time in

life I've seen a copper doing something
useful. You keep it up, love.

I'm sorry we're closed.

Well, the door was open.

Aye, but we're not.

We're thirsty.

Well, there's a tap outside.

You're not a very hospitable gentleman,
are you?

No, not before 5 .30.

Oh, I see.

There.

Doesn't time fly?

What do you think you're doing?

Oh, hello, lovely.

We're just trying to get a drink.

Look, if you lot don't leave now, I'm
calling the police.

Oh, dear.

We'll drink to that.

Every night, 5 .30 to 10 .30, people
laughing, drinking, even singing.

It's the Pope, Mr Blaine. I don't care
what it is. I want you to curb the

racket. It's stopping my work.

Ashfordly Police.

Oscar Blaketon, what a nice surprise.

How many?

I'll get someone over right away.

Port of trouble at the Aidensfield Arms.

Ventress, radio Bradley.

Get him over there. Bellamy, you should
go.

Actually, Sarge, since Bellamy's dealing
with Sir Blaine here, maybe I should

go. Good idea.

You and I can hold the fort.

Come with me.

Another four of them of just ten, Bill.

I'd better handle this.

Ho, ho, ho!

Look what the cat dragged in.

Alf, what's going on then?

Hey, you didn't say help me. Oh, help,
oh.

I heard there was a bunch of old men
causing trouble. Oh, you should look in

mirror, Grandad. Alf, what's going on?

What's going on is that we are going to
drink a toast to Alf Ventress.

To Cobra Alf Ventress.

Is there something you're not telling
us, Alf?

It's my friend's 15th commando, 25th
reunion.

Oh, my. Lovely to see you.

Commando, you were in the commando. You
bet he was.

Nothing stood in the way of speedy
adventurists.

Speedy? On account that he wasn't.

It's only me, Molly.

Hello. How are you doing?

Bit of a fiddle, Maggie.

Good, right. Well, I'll just make sure
it's clean.

This is my son, Graham.

He's come up from Bristol to look after
me.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Maggie Belton, pleased to meet you.

Hello.

Well, I must say, your mum's bearing up
remarkably well. Yes, she is.

All things considered.

And there we are, halfway up this Greek
cliff, all lit up like Piccadilly

Circus, and Jerry firing machine guns
and goodness knows what all else at us.

And I'm thinking, if I fall off, I hope
I'm dead before I reach the bottom, when

I hear Alf cry out.

And I look down, and I see him nearly
fall off his rope.

Well, I nearly did, too.

And I called out to him. I said, are you
hit, Alf?

And he doesn't answer.

He's there, hanging, half upside down,
his robe.

So I go down to him as fast as I can
with bullets, chipping the rock all

me. And I reach him and I say, half
-mate, half, are you OK?

And he groans.

I've got it!

And I say, I know, chum, I know, but I'm
going to get you out of here thinking,

how on earth am I going to do that?

And he straightens up with a grin on him
like Cheddar Gorge.

And I say, hey, what's going on?

And he holds up his ciggy as if it were
the crown jewels, and he says, I dropped

my fag.

And I'd only just lit it.

I've got to say, I'm shocked that you
let an elderly woman in her condition

home.

Well, I'm sorry you feel like that, but
it was what she wanted.

She's always been headstrong, but that
doesn't mean to say you have to pander

her every whim.

It wasn't the whim.

It was her declared wish after long talk
for the doctor and me.

She should be in hospital.

She's happier here.

Why, is that what's important?

Making her happy instead of making her
better.

The Commandos.

They're jumping out of boats, running up
cliffs in funny hats, commandos. Yeah,

believe it or not, he was on the Sherbo
grade when they blew up the German U

-boat pens.

This commanding officer got a VC.

And that bloke over there, Lovell, he
got the military cross.

What, did Alf get anything?

Nothing. He was asleep in the boat.

You're just jealous, Oscar.

Jealous? Of course I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Well, maybe I am, just a touch.

Ventress the commando. It's
unbelievable.

Oscar, another nine pence, please.

So, Mokes let you go then, eh?

Eventually, yes.

I've seen a crowd that comes back off
his holiday.

They're better, as far as I'm concerned.

Oh, run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run,
run.

It's the best sport in Yorkshire. I
mean, there's salmon, trout, pheasant,

grouse, the lot. Whose land is it?

It's private, but I'm a very good friend
of the owner.

Thank you. Leave it to me, will you? How
much are you going to charge us? Oh,

since you're old soldiers and I was in
the mob myself, I'll do it for five quid

a head, special discount.

But you'll have to pay extra for the
rods and guns.

We'll ask Lord Ashfordly before we do
it.

Thank you, David. Do you realise you'll
be working for a note?

You've been avoiding me.

You got my letter?

Yeah, I got it.

What good do you think that's going to
do? I don't know.

I did my best.

I had no choice.

What do you think my father would say?

Calm down.

Right. Look at this.

You are breaking the noise abatement
act. Look at that.

Look. What is it? It is a noise meter.
And it says you are making too much

noise. He calls in trouble, love? No,
it's OK.

Well, fill us up, then love will drop
the last round all over the floor.

It's 10 .32.

You can't sell drinks after 10 .30. Keep
your panties on me.

Right, I am reporting you, Miss Ward,
and every one of you. On three, Tom.

One, two, and three!

What is that?

Get him out!

Get him out!

Where's the house?

Well, there he is, over there.

Speedy Ventress.

Well, what are we after?

Well, there's all sorts of trout.
There's browns and rainbows. And there's

old pike in there that's been driving me
mad. Touch him and I'll give you a few

quid. He's a very generous man, this
Lord Ashfordly. I would be if he knew

about it.

And then they carried you out?

Two of them.

Just because I pointed out that it was
illegal to sell drinks after 10 .30.

Mr Blaine, the owner is a former
policeman. I doubt he'd break the law.

How long have you been living in
Aidensfield?

Four weeks.

Four weeks.

Mr Blaine, the pub is part of the
village fabric.

You can't honestly expect to turn it
into a monastery.

But it's stopping my work.

I came here for peace and quiet.

I'm an inventor, you see.

Really? You know the Blaine ionospheric
kite?

No.

Look, I'll instruct the local bobbies to
keep a strict eye on the place.

Local bobbies, that's a good one.

They were there last night, just as
rowdy as the rest of them.

Where are all these fish you promised
us?

I can't understand it.

Ashfordly and his lad in our post have
probably cleared it out without even

telling me.

Dealing his own fish.

Criminal. I think it's time for some
commando fishing tactics. Here, hold

What are you doing?

You can't do that. One, two,

three.

Hey,

who's got the net?

Oi! What's your game?

It's the Ashwinly Hitler.

Scalper. David, quick.

Come on. I'll have you, Greengrass.

Come on.

Come on. Leave those, David. Come on.
Being part of the community is one

Having complaints about your conduct is
another.

And the Aidensfield Arms is now on
parole.

So are you.

Understood?

Yes, I do.

Ventress.

I know military reunions can be occasion
for high spirits, but your friends have

used up their goodwill.

Next time, they'll spend the night in
here. Clear?

Good morning, Ashfordly Police.

Really? Well, yes.

We'll get on to it straight away. Yes.

Lord Ashfordly, his gamekeeper's just
seen Claude Greengrass dynamiting fish.

And he wasn't alone.

Go and talk to him.

Yes, sir.

Oh, you stay with me, Bellamy. I've got
something I want you to look at.

Bradley, take Ventress. Get him into the
brochure before he redecorates the

office.

Mr Lovell?

What are you doing in here?

I thought this was my room.

Sounds daft, doesn't it?

And unlikely.

What was all that between Lovell and
that young bloke?

Charlie Penwood.

Yeah.

His dad was our CEO. He got killed on
the raid.

Charlie blames Lovell for his death. Is
he right?

But there was a story that an order
cancelling the raid somehow never got

through.

Is that true?

I don't know.

200 went over, 45 got back.

That's what I know.

Wojtek used to bring me here when we
were courting.

I never put much mind to it then.

I was too busy looking at him.

He was in the RAF, you know, a Polish
squadron. They were based at...

I've told you all this, haven't I?

I must be going senile.

I hope I die before I lose all my
marbles.

It's a safe bet, isn't it?

I think you're being very brave, Molly.

Brave has nothing to do with it.

I've been lucky.

Good husband.

Good son.

Good life.

It's hard for him, the state I'm in.

That's all.

He's a lecturer in chemistry.

Dead brainy.

I don't know who he got that from.

Oh, I do.

I think I might just stretch my legs.
You do that.

You and Graham.

This is a panacea, is it?

A drive in the country. This is going to
keep her alive?

Mr Radinsky, your mother is dying.

There isn't anything that any hospital
or doctor can do.

So that absolves you of all
responsibility, does it? No, we're still

responsible, but we are prepared to face
facts.

So is your mother.

You should too.

There's never enough stock on any of the
estates these days, and even if there

is, the overshooting and overfishing,
it's ridiculous.

It is there.

What's that got to do with it? I'll tell
you something.

The game stocks, they'd be gone if it
wasn't for people like us culling it

properly. Well, is that what we're
doing? Didn't I say it was?

Yes. I must be right, then.

Excuse me. What?

Is there a pub or a hotel here?

Well, it's dead and shut out, but it's
full of soldiers.

Good. That's who I'm looking for. Mr.
Drake!

Mr Lovell. I was just coming to find you
at the pub.

Here I'll do fine.

Claude. David.

See you tonight, Matthew.

You know what that is? What? A tripe
spitfire. It can't half -shift, but it

can't go round bends.

Can't it? You mean like the ones you're
always driving me round?

I wish you could shift as fast. Come on,
get in the truck.

We've only got three guns, so you'd
better have them.

That's very noble of you, Claude. Always
have been. To a fault.

I'm not feeling so good. I think I'm
going to go back.

What, miss all the sport?

Well, leave some for you old folks.

Cheeky beggar.

Right, lads.

Synchronise watches.

Well, I've got a watch.

Well, don't synchronise it, then.

Matty. Matty.

Mr Healy, did you hear anything at all?
Footsteps, conversation, anything?

Nothing. Do you know anyone who would
want to hurt Mr Lovell?

No, no one.

Thank you, sir.

Schofield, take care of Mr Healy,
please.

Looks like the gun went off under his
chin.

Could be murder, suicide, accident,
anything. Yeah, whatever it is, I don't

the look of it. We'd better call CID.

Excuse me asking, but how long have I
got to wait?

I beg your pardon.

I think so and all. I've been stood
standing for nearly two hours.

What is that?

It's a dead body.

And whose gun is beside him?

Yours. Whose land are we on, Lord
Ashfordly?

Put those three things together,
Greengrass, and you are in deep trouble.

So you'd better start being incredibly
polite to me.

So you brought Lovell and Healy here for
a spot of poaching?

Oh, yeah.

And Penn Warden, he were here and all.
Then where is he?

Well, he didn't feel very well. He went
back before we started.

Penn Warden and Lovell aren't the best
to make such.

Get Fentress and Bellamy to find Penn
Warden.

What about me, though?

After that, Bradley, take Mr. Greengrass
to the cells.

What for? I'm not done yet. Charge him
with poaching and anything else you can

think of.

Well, it was just like this.

Empty, bags gone.

What time?

Oh, about eight o 'clock.

Found this, though, in the bin.

Looks like he tried to destroy it.

It's signed by Lovell.

His memory, fraudulently misused,
betrayed the trust.

I'm very sorry, Matthew J. Lovell.

What's it mean of?

I don't know.

Hang on.

Which way did you come from?

Back there somewhere.

And Jim Heavey?

Over there somewhere.

And who did this?

Probably a very big rabbit.

Whoever it was, he was here for a while.

And he's a keen smoker.

You know what you're looking for, then?
A large bunny rabbit with a very funny

habit.

How long do you want to spend in the
cells, Claude? Where's the body,

Down the back, sir, with Sergeant Knox.

And with the three stooges?

CID.

What's that stand for? Coppers in
distress.

Hope we do a bit better than Sergeant
Noakes.

What happened?

She's very conscious.

She's not well enough to be at home.

It's what she wanted.

Well, thank goodness I was well.

You should go.

Gina said you saw a young pen warden in
here yesterday.

He said he'd got the rooms mixed up. We
won't find anything here.

I ain't gonna take help.

What you got?

Cash checks.

Made out of cash.

Drawn on whose account?

15 Commando widows and orphans.

They're all signed by... I know who
they're signed by.

How long's it been going on?

Well, the first one's dated Jan 61, and
the latest is December last year.

Hidden in Lovell's case?

Yes, sir.

A total of £5 ,400.

Lovell was trustee of the Widows and
Orphans Fund.

Only he had the authority to write the
cheques.

And the money didn't go to these widows
and orphans?

It doesn't seem so, sir.

I'd heard that the families had
difficulty getting money out of Matty.

Lovell, that is.

I didn't believe it, but...

And there's the letter. It reads like a
confession.

Lovell and Penwarden talked about the
letter two nights ago. It's what started

them fighting.

But if Lovell was committing fraud, why
would Penwarden know about it?

Well, his mother, our CO's wife, had
been ill for years, so Charlie would

how difficult it was getting money out
of the fund.

So he threatened to expose Lovell?

It's possible.

Which is why Lovell shot himself.

We don't know that, sir.

Right.

I want the books and the accounts of the
funds seized, and I want Ben Warden.

Clear? Yes, sir.

Anything else you want to tell me,
Ventress?

No, sir.

I scratch Lord Ashford back now and
again, so I think the Prime Minister

prosecute. Thanks to you, he'll have the
press all over in the state.

He'll prosecute.

I'm sorry about your mate health.

Thanks, God.

You were all right, were you?

Why would he do a thing like that?

Hard to say.

He didn't seem so happy yesterday when
he met that man outside the shops.

Which man?

He was travelling to try out Spitfire.

David, which man?

Said his name was Drake.

Drake? There's no tells we can do to
help. Let us know.

Come on, David.

Ashfordly Police.

You have?

Well, okay.

Thank you.

Hey, uh, Pam Warden's shown up.

Police station south of Leeds. Heard the
news about the shooting on the radio.

Turned himself in.

So Drake was snooping around.

Oh, he sounds like it.

Lives not far from here. Who's Drake?

A writer. A muckraker.

What sort of muck?

Any sort of muck you can find. What he
can't find, he makes it up.

He's written about Singapore, Dieppe,
anything to make the army look bad.

Now he's doing Sherbrooke.

And there's much to find there, is
there?

When we got back to England, there was a
staff officer waiting.

He said, why did you go in? The raid was
cancelled.

Well, Matty was the highest -ranking
officer we had left.

He said, what order? We got no order.

They say there was a rumour that Matty
received the order and never passed it

to anyone.

That's why three -quarters of those that
went over never made it back.

Charlie Penwarden thinks that for one. I
thought his dad got the VC.

His dad got a bullet in the head.

Well,

that's one for the road.

Cheers, Oscar.

If Drake found proof about the missing
order, or worse still, if Charlie

put him on to it, it'd be more than
Matic a bear.

Enough to kill himself.

Look, uh, with Drake, does he realize
the kind of grief he's caused?

I doubt it even occurs to him. This
one's on me.

Thank you.

The time is 10 .35, and you are serving
drinks illegally.

Constable Bellamy, take their names.

They're residents.

They can drink after hours.

He's not, and he's not.

Take their names, or I'll report you,
too. Fine.

Report me. Look, I own this pub. I'm
just entertaining my friends.

You can't entertain them and take money
for it at the same time.

Constable Bellamy!

Do what he says, Phil.

Label each glass with the correct name,
please.

Tomorrow, when the photo's developed,
you can present the evidence to Sergeant

Noakes.

Take me home,

Maggie. It's not up to me, Molly.

I don't want to die in here.

You're not going to.

Do promise me.

You must.

Promise me, Maggie.

Mrs. Bolton, why are you here?

It's a hospital. I'm a nurse.

Then I'm sure you must have patients to
see.

Thanks for dropping by.

I'll see you later, Molly.

Promise.

And Molly Rosinski, is she one of yours?

Yep. She's a sweetie.

What's her prognosis?

Honestly.

Honestly?

She'd be looking to make it through the
day.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

As I said, the first I heard was on the
radio, and as soon as I heard, I went to

the police.

Why did you leave so suddenly?

I wasn't sudden. I'd decided to go the
night before.

Why? Well, because my presence was
causing bad feeling.

With Lovell, mainly.

And I went shooting to try and patch
things up, but it was hopeless.

You'd moaned she'd turn?

Yes.

Is that a problem?

You were smoking one less than 20 feet
from where Lovell was found.

I don't know what you mean.

This was found on the trail that led
from Lovell's body to the road, where

tyre tracks that matched your minibus
were found.

We haven't run tests to see if the
butt's got any fingerprints on it, but

easily do that.

Were you in that clearing with Lovell,
Charlie?

OK. I was there.

I needed to talk to him.

Why?

Because my mother is seriously ill.

I needed money for her and Lovell
wouldn't give it to me.

But why nick up on him in the woods?

Why not just talk to him?

Because he wouldn't talk.

He wouldn't face up to what he'd done.

What had he done?

He'd stolen money from the fund.

I got a letter from him admitting the
whole thing.

So you confronted him?

I told him that if he didn't pay the
money my family was owed, I would go to

authorities. Did you say you'd go to
Ralph Drake?

I might have.

I was angry. I'd threatened to tell
Ralph Drake things.

I mean, Lovell had been my father's best
friend.

But he had betrayed him.

I had no idea it would have this result.

Sorry.

The police.

Listen, my name is Blaketon.

Sit down, Mr. Blaketon.

It's old, but it still works.

My name is Drake.

I'd like to report a break -in.

Not now, Bradley.

You need to hear this, aren't you?

Someone called Drake on the phone.

He's just caught someone called Blaketon
breaking into his office.

Is this seat taken?

Oh, make yourself at home.

Have you ever thought about dying,
Claude?

Why, do you know someone I don't?

Oh, no.

No, no, I was just wondering.

Why? Would you mind going and wondering
about somebody else?

My mum said that she could die happy if
I could find myself a wife.

Did she?

She's going to be around for a long time
yet.

What about you, Claude?

If you could to, how would you want to
die?

What do you mean?

Apart from being shot by a jealous
husband?

Well, if you're serious, I suppose I'd
like to be... I'd like to be by a

riverbank on a lovely sunny afternoon
with Alfred on one side and a nice fat

trout on me lying on the other side and
Yorkshire playing Lancashire on my

transistor. That would be nice.

Not somewhere comfortable and warm.

People looking after you.

What do you mean?

Like in a hospital, with doctors and
nurses poking and prodding at you all

time. No offence, but no thank you.

None taken.

What about your book?

Which book?

Debacle at Cherbourg.

Must make you feel pretty grand, pulling
down good men like that.

Making their deaths worthless.

The raid was a debacle.

Achieved nothing, despite what the
papers said.

Men died for no reason.

In your eyes.

In the eyes of any sensible person.

They had intelligence. The Germans were
waiting for them. They still went ahead.

It's not my job to applaud folly. How
are you brave?

Is it your job to drive good men to
suicide?

What? Matthew Lovell.

He killed himself yesterday.

Why?

Why would he do that?

Because of what you were going to write
about him.

He had nothing to be afraid of.

He deserved his MC.

None of them would have made it back if
he hadn't held them together.

The villain was the CO, Giles
Pennwarden.

He got the Admiralty signal ordering
postponement. I've seen the original

his initials on it.

But he wanted to be Nelson, putting a
telescope to his blind eye.

Trouble is...

Nelson was lucky, and Penn Warden
wasn't.

Why did you and Lovell meet in
Aidensfield?

He was asking me not to publish.

For what reason?

He wanted to protect Giles Penn Warden
and his family.

And you were still going ahead.

I was.

Until this.

I don't get it.

Lovell had no reason to kill himself.

None.

There'll be an inquest, so we'll need
you to stay in the area. Of course.

Apart from that, you're free to go.

Thanks for coming back. Clear things up.
I'm glad I could help.

Sign him out, Ventress.

I'll be on my way, too.

Yes, sir.

Thanks, Sergeant Noakes, for
hospitality.

Mr.

Drake.

Sergeant Noakes, Ashfordly Police.

Is this the intruder?

Yes.

Bradley. I'm sorry, Sarge, but you're
under arrest.

That won't be necessary.

Sir, a break -in is a break -in. It's my
property.

There's no damage.

I don't want to prep charges.

Do you know where Charlie Penn Warden
is?

He's at the station, but we've finished
with him. I don't think you have,

Sergeant. You see, I don't believe that
Matthew Lovell killed himself.

Inquest will be on Friday.

Coroner's Court will get in touch with
you.

That's the new police station.

I'll be off then, Alf.

Alf? Not so fast, Charlie.

Hello, Molly.

This is David.

Here's Alf.

Mr Blaine, look, I've been to ask me if
you'd be good enough to let this matter

drop.

I knew that was why you were here.

Trying your feminine wiles on me. No.

Look, I promise I'll try and be a good
neighbour in future.

As long as I drop my charges.

I'm appealing to you, Mr Blaine.

But unfortunately, you're not appealing
enough.

Go on, Gina.

We're wasting our time here.

I've been such, Mr. Blay.

Don't forget the glasses.

Look, why are you asking all this?

You've got all the evidence that you
need that Lovell was stealing money.

It's not just about that.

I don't care what Drake says.

War stories, everybody's got one.

Evidently, you were prepared to use one
to pressure Lovell.

And evidently, he felt guilty enough
about it to kill himself.

No, tell me she's... No, it's nothing
like that.

Well, then what? Where is she?

She discharged herself.

She left.

She left?

Well, how's she going to hardly move?

How did she leave?

Home.

Got no leverage.

No eyewitnesses. No forensics.

All he has to do is stick to his story
and he gets right out of here.

All we've got is a hunch that Lovell
wouldn't kill himself.

Oh, it's more than a hunch. It's a good
feeling.

Oh, thanks. That's a lot of help, Alf.

How ill was Penwarden's mother?

Oh, I don't know. She'd lived in France
for years.

Well, Penwarden spent some time there.

Hence his froggy fags. What did he do
for a living?

Not much.

It's out of France.

Very nice.

What?

Well, I hadn't really looked at this
before.

I mean, we read it one way, but it could
be read another.

We read it, I fraudulently misused the
fund.

I betrayed the trust, but it could read,
you fraudulently misused the fund. You

betrayed the... Do you see? Look, have a
look.

And it mentions the cheques, but why
would Lovell hide the cheques on the

lining of his case?

Did he expect his room to be searched?

But more to the point, why did he bring
them with him anyway?

Was he going to confess?

Maybe he sent them to Penwarden.

Tina found Penwarden in Lovell's room.

We're building on Sandalf.

Yes, I know all that.

Just back me up, whatever I say.

Alf, what do you mean?

What is it, Ventress?

Excuse me, Sarge.

Do you know what this is, Charlie?

Yeah, of course I do.

Well, it's strange how it burnt. Or how
it didn't burn.

I don't know what you mean.

Well, even if it had burnt completely,
we'd be all right.

Ventress, what on earth are you talking
about?

D .I. Shiner asked to see the books and
accounts to the Trust Fund.

Well, they've just arrived.

and it turns out that Lovell kept a
carbon copy of every letter he ever

We've just found the letter that he
wrote to young Charlie here, and it's

interesting.

Would you read it out, Mike?

Certainly.

Dear Mr Penwarden... All right.

All right.

I know what it says.

Watch that, then.

Lovell was giving the money to me.

Your mother wasn't ill, was she?

The cheques for cash were for you?

Yes.

Lovell found out about my mother and
told me that if I couldn't repay the

he would go to the authorities.

You couldn't repay it, could you?

No, of course I couldn't.

Then you looked at this letter.

Did you realise they could be made out
to mean something very different?

Yes.

All you had to do was to get him out of
the way so he couldn't defend himself

and leave evidence behind that made him
look like the swindler.

Oh, that was very clever of you,
Charlie.

It was clever of you as well to let
people see you handling the gun that

him. Then all you had to do was to
follow him into the woods and kill him.

Did you kill him, Charles?

How did you know?

Because I knew Mattie Lovell.

I'm arresting you, Charles Pennwarden,
on a charge of murder.

You are not obliged to say anything, but
anything you do say will be taken down

in writing and may be given in evidence.

You know, Graham was only doing what he
thought best.

I used to come here.

I know.

Lads, what are we going to do?

I'll come to you.

Mr. Radinsky, I'm so sorry.

I'm really sorry about this, Gina. Don't
be.

It's your job.

Well, sometimes I wish it wasn't. Why?

Are you good at it?

You think so?

Yeah.

You were born to be a copper, Phil.

Huh? Not much rebel in me, then.

Phil!

Whoops.

Why did Lovell let him have all that
money?

He was his father's best friend.

Well, guilty.

Why? He survived.

We all feel that.

I'm sorry, mate.

Thank you.

Mrs Bolton?

Have you made the report?

I'm afraid there was an accident.

The glassy flipped and I dropped the
tray.

I'm sorry.

You're not sorry.

That was no accident.

Have you still got the photograph?

Yes. And I have the negative.

Don't think I won't use... Look, why is
he snooping around?

Just when I was here, I saw some things
that concerned me.

Don't try to intimidate me.

I know collusion when I see it. And I
know corrosion when I see it. Isn't this

hydrochloric acid?

It might be.

Yes. then I don't think it's a good idea
to store it next to an open drum of

paraffin, do you?

It's a temporary thing.

In fact, as far as I can see, that's
about the twelfth breach of regulations

regarding storage of hazardous
substances.

What do you want from me?

The negative, for one.

And for two, no more complaints about
noise abatements at the Aidensfield

Do we have a deal?

Can I have your attention, please?

I want a toast.

To two gallant gentlemen.

To Mr. Oscar Blaketon. Gallant
gentlemen?

Blaketon? There's the other one,
Rasputin.

Oh, right.

To Mr.

Oscar Blaketon and to Corporal Alfred
Ventress.

Cheers.

I hear you sorted it with

Blaine.

Mike and me, yeah.

Mike got him on his combustible
substances.

Well, wasn't that a bit naughty?

Sometimes you've got to bend the rules.

You are becoming a rebel, aren't you?

Do you know, I think I must be.

He accused me of collusion.

Collusion?

What's that, then?

I didn't know. I didn't want to ask.

Well, I think it's something like...

So that's collusion.

It's good.

Stand up.

Ventress, a commando.

Who would have believed it?

R .B., what do you miss?

When my baby kisses me

Heartbeat,

why doesn't love just stay in my memory?