All language subtitles for heartbeat_s10e08_child_s_play

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

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

Come on, Bamber, why are you always
last?

What are you throwing down for? Come on!

Run for it!

Run for it!

Bet they're not this diligent at
Scotland Yard. Nope.

They'd have gone home by now.

Busy, I see.

Sue, where did you spring from?

So it was time we came to visit. I
couldn't leave it any longer because I

how much you'd all be missing me.

Well, it's good to see you. You just got
back?

Yeah, just. You're my first call.

Oh, quite right, too.

You're doing all right, are you?

Um, up and down.

Hello, Phil.

Flippin' heck.

Sue Driscoll.

And I thought we'd lost you for good.

You going to be here for long?

Well, you never know. Maybe I'll come
back for good.

What, and give up the glamour of living
in Leeds?

Home time.

Why don't I buy you all a drink at the
charity?

I'm staying at my cousin's.

I can't, I'm afraid. Husband duty calls.

Me too.

Bill? You're on.

You are a treasure.

And your room's ready when you are, Mr
Leroy.

I'll just have that drink first, my
love.

Tina, who is he?

Stanley Leroy. He's been doing for a few
nights.

What's that?

It's tonic water with a dash of
Angostura bitters.

Looks like whiskey, doesn't it?

How much are you charging for it?

I've no idea.

That's a ceiling then, please, Mr Leroy.

Thank you.

This is Mr. Blaketon, the owner.

Lovely pub, Mr. Blaketon. And that
piano, do you play?

No, not really.

So, er, what line of work are you in?

Show business.

Stanley's worked with Cliff Richard.

Cliff Richard?

Yeah.

Oscar's got all Cliff's records, you
know.

Really?

We did bottlings together.

Cliff's early days.

Can I have a drop of ice in there, my
dear? And 20, do you marry?

OK. Cliff Richard.

Hello?

I've toured with most of the headliners.

Alma Cogan, Yana, Frankie Vaughan. Oh,
Yana.

Oh, you've perked up a bit.

Pianist, were you?

No, mostly. I'm seeing these days. A bit
of comedy.

Did Phil say he'd be coming in off?

I'm not sure.

That's when I was with the black and
white minstrels.

Which one's you, then?

That one.

A gent's. Oh, in the corner.

Excuse me.

Who's he waiting for?

He hasn't said.

Well, he's a bit garish around here,
isn't he?

Off. I'm off duty.

There's a light on at Mrs Carlton's
house.

Well, that's not an offence, isn't it? I
called at the station, but you'd all

gone. Well, they wouldn't turn out with
a light on, even if they had been there.

Unlike in your day.

But she's in hospital.

Well, maybe she left it on. Or maybe
Maggie went round and didn't turn it

No, it went off while I was there.

I think somebody's got in there.

And when I got outside, there was a...
Oh, I got a very definite feeling of

unease.

As if something terrible was going to
happen.

What? We were expecting a ghost.

Pardon? Come on, Edna.

Don't you go thinking I'm being silly,
I'll venture. Would I?

Bernard!

Good to see you.

Good of you to come up here.

I carried this in case you didn't
recognise me.

Oh, I'd remember you anywhere.

Everything all right?

Dar treatment.

Gina's given me a lovely room.

You know, I'll go and see if Alf needs a
hand. If there is an intruder, he won't

be able to cope on his own.

Any news on Dickie?

I spoke to him on the telephone last
night, and his manager.

Delighted to help.

So we're on.

All is fixed.

A large scotch for Mr Leroy, Gina.

You are too kind, Mr Scripps.

Is Alf inside?

Yes.

Fancy seeing you.

Thought you could do with a hand. I'll
go round the front.

Can't leave it alone, can you?

Oh, vaping at the yard.

This gate's locked off. I can't get in.
Use your initiative.

Well, next time I won't offer to help.

Suits me. Well, even Craddock would at
least say thank you.

Well, I tell you what, when he comes
back from his week in Primrose Valley,

get him to write an official letter of
thanks. Oh, shut up, Ralph. I think it's

about time you packed this up. I'm
tired.

I hear the post office is up for sale
again.

Too much like hard work. Well, there's
no one inside, Edna. And no sign of a

break -in.

If nobody were there, how did the light
turn itself off?

Cat lives here, isn't her? You know
that.

Even so, there's something.

Come on in here, come on in here,
Alexander's Ragtime Band.

Come on in here, come on in here.

It's the best band in the land. Get him
to do When the Midnight Choo -Choo

Leaves from Alabama.

You'll like that.

So, do you know them, Bernie?

Oh, Bob, near the City Varieties, Leeds.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Where they have strippers?

Bernie's script, I never would have
believed it.

I don't know anything about that. Oh,
yeah.

I've been shopping in Lewis's.

There's this Mitchell Minstrels...

Fan club, I suppose you'd call it. We
meet down again to swap records.

Go to Leeds Grand when the minstrels are
touring. Well, we just met in this pub

near City Varieties for a change.

Stanley happens to walk in.

Tells us who he is. He knows all the
stars.

He's organised this trip for us. Magical
mystery tour, so we can meet the stars.

Ticky Valentine's first on the list.

Well, Stanley knows him personally.

Good evening.

Hiya. I need a room. Do you have a
vacancy?

Yeah, just the one night.

I'm not sure.

It's a false alarm.

Mine's a pint.

Right, I'll pull you one.

And your name is?

Wilson. John Wilson.

Certainly busy round here.

Thought I saw some police activity when
I arrived.

Yeah, Mr Carlton's house.

Come on, thought they'd throw a light
off.

Sounds like a connoisseur.

Lovely crowd in tonight.

You're going down very well.

I do tend to.

What's Di Francis like?

He's telly. I only did the tour.

What?

That sounds like a yes to me.

Gina was wondering where you were.

And?

She didn't know.

Is Sue seriously thinking of coming
back?

Well, she says so, yes.

But you know, Sue, I'm always changing
her mind. Maybe absence makes her heart

grow fonder.

What's that supposed to mean? Look, all
we did was have a drink and a chat.

Flipping heck.

You know what makes this country great,
Bernie?

Vision. Big ideas.

This idea of mine, magical mystery tour,
meet the stars.

Now, you see, I don't see it beginning
and ending in Yorkshire. It could go all

over. Even London.

Anywhere a top liner, personally known
to me, is playing.

I know.

I could organise what we might call a
fan club tour.

And it would make a lot of money.

How are you at welding?

Bit of work.

You think it's a bad idea, don't you?

No, no, no. I'm sure we can sort
something out.

Might take a few days.

Bernie, there's a public out there
waiting to go.

Even if we have to work all night.

Let's get this put on the road.

I want to discuss this with Alf.

Constable Ventress is busy doing
something else, Mrs Bostwick.

Yeah, but I can hear the tone in your
voice.

I can assure you there is no tone in my
voice. I'm simply trying to grasp what

you're saying and ascertain what it is
you want me to do.

At four this morning, I got a very
strong sense of... a feeling of a

presence.

An evil presence.

It may... sound ridiculous to you, but
I've got to say something. I know

something bad is going to happen.

But in Aidensfield?

Yes.

I can't give you facts or figures. I
just know there's something wrong here.

Look, Edna, I'm sorry you're feeling
anxious, but we're just policemen.

I don't think there's anything we can do
about it. I'll fa...

No.

I suppose you can't.

Just... keep alert, eh?

What was all that about?

Teas up.

Look, I know she sounds like a crank,
but about four years ago, she had a

about a murder.

Well, she went to North Harriton CID and
told them where the body was.

They said, thank you very much, and did
nothing about it.

Well, about three weeks later, the body
turned up exactly where she said it was.

It was a farmer who killed his brother.
So she's not completely mad.

See you soon, Mrs Bailey. Bye, Maggie.

Graham?

How are you?

I'm fine.

Well, that's what you expect me to say,
isn't it?

No. Well, I... A business as usual for
you, eh?

Life goes on.

You do that first, and then you do that.

It's done.

Hello. Oh, hello, Maggie.

I believe you have a mystery to solve at
Mrs Carlton's house.

The light going off?

Well, it's not a ghost.

Just a frightened little boy.

I disturbed him when I went in to
collect some of her things.

Where is he?

Gone. I don't know who was more scared,
him or me.

And the poor boy's injured.

It looks like his head's gone and he's
got some bruising to his face.

Any idea how old he was?

Oh, 12, 13.

Very tacit purpose.

Attention!

No, no, no, that was no good at all!

Ty, not now, old grove!

Move!

Harrison! You are an absolute disgrace!

Look at the state of you! What about
your tie?

Your bag?

Sort it out, boy!

Headmaster, PC Bradley.

I'm afraid I've only got a couple of
minutes for you.

Well, it's about a boy we believe is
from your school, sir.

He broke into a house in the village of
Aidensfield.

Where?

Aidensfield. It's about 15 miles away
from here.

We found this.

It's your school badge.

Yes.

Is there a name in it?

You don't need to have to have a name in
it to know whether or not a boy is

missing, do you, sir?

Well, no.

So?

A boy did abscond.

One assumed the lure of the seaside.

Obviously, we don't want to make a fuss.

We teach the boys here to be fairly self
-sufficient.

Broken into a house, well, that's
certainly not something we'd expect from

boys. What's the boy's name?

Bamber.

Tom Bamber.

He's 13 years old.

Have his parents been involved?

Rhodesia. Army people.

Does he have any other relatives in this
country? No.

Like most of the boys.

As I say, they're a pretty self
-sufficient lot.

Yes, well, they'd have to be, wouldn't
they?

So, what about during the holidays?

Well, if they can't go home, they spend
the holidays with one or other of the

masters.

Stanley, do you really think people are
going to pay money to ride in that

thing? I mean, that's what they're
expecting.

Bernard, if we sell out for Yana and
Frankie Vaughan, which I'm confident we

will, I will hire the best coach money
can buy.

But for now, we have to start small.

Cheap. She wouldn't keep saying that.

Bernie!

You are my driver.

This could be a death trap.

It's a good job you're driving.

What?

Oh, you are the undertaker.

Dickie Valentine is sold out, but we
still have tickets for Yana and a few

for Frankie Vaughan next month.

You do actually get to meet the stars.

He's included in the price.

Too fast.

What are you doing here?

Oh, thinking of coming back.

Oh, brilliant.

Oh, we've missed you.

So how long are you staying?

I'll just see how things work out.

Oh, I hope you do.

I told you before you left, the big wide
world's not all it's cracked up to be.

Your friends are here.

That is exactly what Phil said.

Phil? What, you've seen him?

Yeah, I went into the nick yesterday
when I got in just to say hello to them

persuaded Phil to come out for a drink.
Well, not that he needed much

persuasion. I mean, you know Phil.

Yeah, and of course one drink led to
another.

So you had a good time then?

Yeah, it was great.

I never realised how much fun that we
used to have together and how much I've

missed him.

And you, of course.

Well, what's wrong? Nothing.

Hi, Mr. Blaketon.

Sue. What a lovely surprise.

Oh, you look terrific, as always.

Good to see you back here.

Isn't it, Gina?

Hello.

Bad moment?

No.

Please, come in.

I was, uh, well, looking at life.

Did all mothers who've lived through the
war think?

I suppose you never knew when it might
come in handy.

I put up coming back as long as
possible, but Jackie needs to settle the

I never realized how neat and silent the
place was.

Except it wasn't.

She always had the radio on.

Well serviced all the time.

I know.

Yeah.

Truth be told, you probably knew her
better than I did.

She was very proud of you.

I wish I'd been more proud of myself.

I'm sure you did what you could.

I didn't do half of what I could. All I
should have done for her.

You did all that.

I apologise for all the things I said to
you.

You deserve better.

There's no need for apologies. Yes,
there is.

Phil! Mike!

In here.

Little beggar's been back again.

Was here this morning after Maggie came
in to cure the place, but he smashed his

way in.

Anything missing?

Not so far.

That the boys called Tom Bamber apart
from that they weren't very helpful at

They seem more worried about their
reputation the boys seem to me 13

years

old about five feet brown hair.

He's cleared her out We'd better call
Whippy police let them know he's on our

patch

The marriage of Captain James Bamber and
Caroline Julia Carlton.

Mrs. Carlton didn't have any kids. It
must be her niece.

So who's her kid?

Him.

Tom Carlton Bamber.

Three Alpha.

Hang on a minute. His?

Headmaster told me his name was Tom
Bamber and that he didn't have any

in the UK. Well, quite clearly he does.

He wasn't trying to rob Mrs Carlton, he
was trying to find her.

But why?

I don't know.

Come on. Where?

He's got the money, so he won't be
walking. The bus is going to be coming

through here pretty soon. You get down
there, I'll go to the railway station.

Look, that blood in there isn't dry.

So we can't be very far ahead of us.

Has the bus come yet?

Not that I'm aware.

Thank you.

Gina.

Gina. Gina, I wanted to... I'm in a bit
of a hurry, Phil.

Sue's in the pub.

Did you know she was back?

Go and say hello.

I'm sure you've got a lot to talk about.

Single, please.

Where to?

Pickering. Two shillings, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What have you said?

Nothing. You better not be lying to me.

I'm not. You say one word, you'll wish
you'd never been born. You understand?

Yes, sir.

If you sneak, no one will believe you.

Even if they did, they'd blame you and
your parents.

They'd be so ashamed of you.

You want them to be ashamed of you?

No, sir.

No. Sneak's the lowest form of life,
isn't it?

Lowest form of life, sir.

Now, dry your eyes in case anyone sees
you.

Good afternoon.

I've been looking for this young man.

Tom Carlton Bamber.

I'm Tom's housemaster.

It seems we've all been looking for him.

You've got any identification, sir?

Well, Tom will tell you who I am.

Won't you, Tom?

My housemaster.

Well, we'll have to go down to the
police station.

Why? The boy needs to get back to
school.

There's a matter of breaking and
entering. We may have to prosecute. Come

Tom.

I'm sorry if this is inconvenient.

What's up? What's wrong? I don't know,
but something is. The boy's terrified.

Well, he's run away from school.

Alf, I just need them in separate rooms,
OK?

Thanks.

If you'd like to come through here, we
need to interview the boy.

Just a second.

I'm his housemaster.

I'm responsible for him.

Any interviewing, I want to be there.

That is the law when dealing with a
minor, isn't it?

I think a parent or a solicitor are the
preferred options. His parents are in

Rhodesia. And as we don't have a
solicitor... She's on her way.

Tom, is there anything you want to tell
us?

No one will know what's been said.

Why did you run away from school, Tom?

Dunno.

How did you breathe your face? My fill.

And your arm?

Do you like school?

Yes, thank you.

Look, if you don't want to go back, if
there's anything you want to tell me,

we're here to help.

I'm coming.

You can take Tom back to school now, Mr
Monks.

Good.

Oh.

Thank you for your help.

We'll keep in touch.

Come on, Tom.

Mike, if there was a reason not to send
him back, he'd have to be put into

council care until his parents came for
him.

Something's not right.

But without evidence.

So, why did the headmaster tell me he
didn't have any relatives in the UK?

Well, it's a big school. There's lots of
boys. He'd have needed to check the

records to be sure. Did you ask him to?

Well, I assumed he'd know.

He didn't even want to admit the boy was
missing.

And why didn't he tell me his full name?

Well, maybe he's only known as Bamber at
school.

It's not a crime.

So long as you come from Ireland,
there's a welcome on the mat. If you

the mountains of Morne or Killarney's
Lake so blue... He sold

£64 worth of seats for Dickie Valentine
and £121 for Frankie Bourne. Well, you

earned the money then, Bernie.

I don't want to be involved beyond
Dickie Valentine.

As Billy Butlin once said to me...

I was a redcoat then.

Kitty said, if you want to make anything
out of this business, you've got to

seize opportunities.

That's it.

Knock, knock, knock him, Bernie.

Luck be a lady.

Luck be a lady tonight.

Luck be a lady tonight.

Thank you very much, sir.

I hope you've enjoyed your stay.

Gina,

can you come in? Give me a hand.

Now, what did you say to the police?

Nothing.

Nothing. How can I trust you?

You can trust me. Just please don't
trust me. I shouldn't trust you anymore.

Oh, you can trust me. I won't tell. I
promised me. I could just push you. No.

could just push you over the edge.

No, but he will get us there.

That'll get us back on that another
matter.

Glorious day for a trip to the seaside.

Good morning, everybody.

Morning.

Oh, you can do better than that. Good
morning.

Morning.

Let's get moving, Bernie.

Dickie awaits us.

Any tracks or anything?

I'm a bobby, Phil, not an Apache.

Wonder where the lad's gone.

I don't know.

What I do want to know is why Monk's
brought his car up here in the first

Oh.

I... I wasn't stealing.

Oh, sorry, did I make you jump?

If you run, he'll think you're sheep and
he'll round you up.

Really? Are you hungry?

You can come and have some dinner with
me if you want.

Go on then.

I've got the truck outside if you want
to lift anywhere.

No.

There's nowhere I want to go.

I'm tired really.

I mean, I suppose you could stay here
for a while if you wanted.

Well, I've got some jobs to do.

Well, Alfred, he'll look after you.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Sorry.

Look... You won't tell anyone I'm here,
will you?

No, not if you don't want me to.

Thank you.

I remember George Mitchell saying to me
once, Weymouth, I think it was, Stanley,

he said, when I hear you sing Bye Bye
Blackbird, it brings a lump to my

I said, you mean it makes you feel ill,
George?

He laughed.

But it is a good song and I'm sure we
all know it, so after three... Pack up

my cares and woe, here I go singing low.

Bye, bye, Blackbird.

David.

It's Claudine.

We need a bit of help.

There's a young lad we need to get hold
of. He's about 13, run away from school.

Boarding school.

A boarding school?

Yeah, you know.

Where parents send their kids away to.

Why's he running away then?

Eh? Well, you don't need to worry about
that.

Just need to find him.

Send him back.

What are you saying, anybody? He
couldn't have liked his school very

Well, happen he didn't.

That's not the point.

Just need to find him.

Yeah, well, maybe he's too frightened to
go back.

David, have you seen him? Haven't you?

Well, I... Oh, wait, no, stop. Don't
leave him alone, because he's

frightened. David, what are you doing?

Get off!

Well, that was stupid.

What are you playing at?

He's frightened.

Frightened? David, if he gets lost on
those moors, he could end up dead.

It'd be your fault.

Oh,

yeah, I think so.

Well, his clothes and suitcase have
gone, and so has the towel.

You what?

Hang on.

Well, I was just about to call you lot.
That musical bloke has been stopping

here. He's just left without paying his
bill.

I should have known he was a crook the
moment I clapped eyes on him.

Right, well, I'll get round to that,
Oscar. Right now, I need some volunteers

for a search party.

Her boy's gone missing.

Oh, not the boy who went off with that
chap, Wilson.

Who's Wilson?

He's the man who's paid his bill.

Right, I'll get my hat and coat.

He's a tall chap.

Drag the hillman.

John Wilson, his name is.

Right, thanks, Jenny. You're brilliant.

I'd better radio Mike.

Oh, yes, sir.

Look, I can't stop. I'm sorry.

Come on, Stephen. You know the help we
can get. You'll come in with us. I'll

you some walking boots.

Now, Gina, just take care of the hub.

Well, when they get here, you take
everybody and take them down to Bottom

There's two more dog teams coming from
HQ. They'll be here any minute. Well,

there's no time to lose, then, is there?

Can we get as many people as we can in
your cars, everybody?

Can I come with you, Philip? I think I
can help.

I have a full car, Mrs Bosworth.

Hey, cheer up, David.

We'll find him.

I'll come with you, then, David.

This is all my fault, you know.

Yeah, I'll be back soon as I can

Constable

I'm here to inform you that Tom Carlton
Bamber who was last seen in the care of

his house master is now missing

I want to know what's going on.

I haven't had word from Mr. Malks since
yesterday afternoon.

No, you wouldn't have. He's in hospital.
We found him unconscious this morning.

He'd been staying in the Aidensfield
Arms under the name of John Wilson.

Well, he... I mean, he probably... With
the boy missing, he probably...

He wanted to keep things low -key.

He'd be thinking of the school.

Low -key?

A boy you were responsible for is
missing.

Why did Monk choose Aidensfield?

You told me the boy didn't have any
relatives in this country.

What, Aidensfield, a wild guess, was it?

Why didn't you tell me when I first came
to see you that the boy's full name was

Tom Carlton Bamber? He's known as Bamber
in school.

Well, it says Carlton Bamber here.

Now, this is the sort of information
that would help us find him sooner.

I'd like to have a look at his school
records, please, sir.

You wouldn't want to obstruct an
investigation into the disappearance of

your schoolboys, would you now, sir?

Well, I may have forgotten he had a
relative.

Or did you want monks to find him before
we did?

I had a word with Tom at the police
station. He'd clearly been frightened

didn't want to leave a statement.

So we had to let Monks bring him back
here.

But he didn't bring him back here, did
he?

He took him to a disused quarry.

Now, tell me.

Why would a grown man take a frightened
13 -year -old boy to a deserted quarry?

I won't be the last person to ask you
that question. You can count on that.

I'm not involved.

If Mr. Monks had a boy...

Took a special interest in. I don't know
anything.

You don't know anything.

We're talking about a child in your
care, and you're telling me you don't

anything.

If we don't find him, that boy could be
dead by nightfall.

Have your attention, please.

Right, we all know why we're here. We're
grateful for that.

So if we're ready to start, I'd want you
to get five yards apart.

Yeah, and we're going to start searching
from here.

We're going to make our way over to high
tops.

Now, if there's any sighting, if you
don't stand perfectly still, just await

further instructions.

Okay? Everybody gets ready now, if you
would.

Who's minding the pub?

What's more important, an empty pub or
finding this little lad?

Let's go.

Look, put this on. You'll catch
pneumonia.

You can't come out dressed like that.

Yeah, well, it was fair at the moment.

Yeah, and I know why.

Look at everybody.

He's wearing a green jumper. He has some
shorts on, white shorts.

Look, Sue, this is neither the time nor
the place, but I've got to know

something.

Did I come back hoping to start again
with Phil?

I suppose I did.

Only I didn't realise until I actually
saw him.

Well, that's straight enough.

He'll probably tell me in his own time.

Gina?

When I went out for a drink with him the
other night, you know, we never stopped

talking, but...

It was about you.

Well, maybe he preferred me as a friend.

A mate, now that you're back.

No, I'd say that he loves you.

It's you that he wants.

I just don't want to admit it.

Maybe someday I'll be that lucky.

Take care of him, won't you?

I'm lucky to be alive.

I wouldn't say that.

I've just been speaking with my
colleague.

He was with your headmaster.

I hear that Tom Carlton Bumble was a bit
of a favourite of yours.

I think when you go to prison and they
find out what you've done, you'll wish

you had died.

Right, I'll go in first, make sure
everything's all right. Oh, of course,

hello to Dickie. Won't be long. Shall I
come with you?

Best not.

But don't worry, Bernard.

You'll meet him later.

We've been waiting over half an hour,
Bernie.

Where's Leroy?

Wait here.

Max Jaffa!

What's going on, Bernie?

He's taken off, that's what's going on.
And with all our money over 200 quid!

I shouldn't have let him run away.

It's not your fault, David.

But what if he dies?

I shouldn't have said that to you,
David. I was just angry.

It's not your fault.

I hope the poor little lad won't die.

Taking a ride on a cotton train.

Switch on the map from a clap machine.

Get what you want, oh, if you want. You
can get anything.

I know we've come a long way.

We're changing day to day.

But tell me, why don't the children
play?

Well,

if we don't find him soon, it'll be
dark.

He could be anywhere.

You could search forever and not find
someone.

Maggie.

Look, I'll understand if you say no, but
there's this.

It was my mother's.

It was given to her on her 18th
birthday, and I'd very much like you to

That was her at 18.

Her whole life ahead of her.

I hope you'll accept it.

Thank you, Graham.

And it seems as she can't get off.

Oh, I know we've come a long way.

We're changing day to day.

But tell me, where do the children play?

Anything? No, not so far.

Bill wants us to stay over on the high
top side.

Mike, I think we'd be better over there.
Higher ground, better view. Jackie,

just hold me. All right.

Over there.

Here.

Remember, everyone, just stand still.

Sis, I told you.

He's going up to High Tops.

No.

We should be looking near Topcroft.

I just know we should.

Will you keep on building higher till
there's no more room up there?

Sweep round towards Top Cross. I'll take
the bike. We'll take half the time.

Mike, just do it. No, watch yourself.
That whole area's a bog.

It'll be all right. It's still light.
Al, we're moving the search towards Top

Cross.

I wouldn't disagree with that.

Mike? It'll be all right. Mike!

Please be careful.

I will.

Tell me, why do the children play?

I blame

meself.

Well,

we'll never find him tonight. We'd need
an army.

Look, it's just a script.

Where there's life, there's hope.

We must hope.

We must.

We can't just give up.

If he's wandered over to Topcroft,
you'll likely never see him again. It's

bog. It's stuck in there. He'll never
get out. Come on, everybody.

Hey, will it get any dark? We're never
going to find him in this anyway.

Well, we'll have to soon.

It's too dangerous.

Can't put these people's lives at risk.

For another 15 minutes, you'll have to
give up.

Should have checked high tops, like I
said.

Hey, look!

I seem to be alive.

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

Heartbeat, why does a love chip play in
my memory?