All language subtitles for heartbeat_s10e21_truth_games

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

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

The moral of the story is, always blame
it on the mother.

Right, gents, well, that wraps up a
couple of days there.

I think it's been very successful.

Some great new concepts.

Take them into the workplace, and I hope
they work for you.

Thanks very much for coming, and see you
next year.

Excellent, Adrian.

First class. Thanks very much. Yeah, I
really enjoyed that joke.

Don't tell the wife.

I'll see you in the bathroom a drink
later then, Adrian.

Certainly will, Ross.

Right.

That's it.

We've got no phone, the electricity's
been cut off, I've just been out for a

bucket of coal and there's none of that
either.

What's going on?

Don't be cross, Mr Vernon. Please, don't
be cross.

I will be, unless you tell me.

They're bills.

They're not even open, David.

You see, I think he should be wearing a
jacket.

It's a lovely cardigan, that. Who's
wearing that?

It's Tom Swing.

Hey, look at her over there.

She's a real cutie. No, she hasn't.

Oh, yeah?

I'll give you that.

Butcher.

Coleman.

Village shop.

Electricity.

Rates. Look, I never asked to be left in
charge of this house.

It's too much for me. I'm not clever
enough.

What am I going to do?

Pay him, of course.

How much have you got?

Three signs and eye prints, ain't they?

Hey, what about your money from
Lithuania?

Still in transit, David.

What about Mr. Scripps? Maybe he'll lend
us some.

Don't even ask, David.

You know I don't like borrowing money.

Look, I've got lots of irons in fires,
but they just haven't come to fruition

yet.

You know what we're going to have to do,
don't you?

Know what?

One of us is going to have to get a job.

I've got a job.

I've got lots of jobs.

I'm doing Mr Smythe's garden, I'm doing
Gina's vegetable patch, I'm the church

grounds, and I'm helping out at the
garage.

I'm not talking about odd jobs.

I'm talking about regular, full -time
work.

So who should we ask?

Village store?

Post office?

No. What about the walkers?

You used to do some work for them,
didn't you?

Yeah, but Mrs Walker, she went and died,
and I haven't liked to go around since.

David, this is no time for finer
feelings.

We are in desperate straits.

Well, go round and see him, first thing
in the morning.

Can I get you a drink? No, no.

Can I get you another one?

They last like you. All on your own.

No.

I only want to buy you a drink. Please,
don't.

Oh, my name's Russell. Okay, Russell,
that's enough.

Leave the lady alone.

Adrian.

Nice meeting you.

Sorry.

That's it, that's it.

Come on, come on, pass the ball.

Come on. Mike.

Come on.

Come on, you reds.

Mike, I'm trying to work. Go on, shoot,
shoot.

Georgie, best.

I'll go upstairs, shall I?

It'll be over in half an hour.

Of course, if we were allowed central
heating, then none of these problems

arise.

I could work in the evenings, and you
could watch telly, and we'd both be

Come on, get up.

Stop wasting time.

Thanks very much, you know, for rescuing
me.

Oh, pleasure.

You here on holiday?

Sort of.

Well, it was Daddy's idea to take my
mind off things.

Right.

Mind you, I'm not sure it was such a
good idea now I'm here. Too much time to

brood.

I was going to get married and then it
fell through.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Look, if you feel like a chap... No,
sir, I'm fine.

We're going to be here all night.

Can I buy you a nightcap?

The match is over if you want to come
down.

No, it's all right. I'm going to turn in
anyway.

What we need up here is an electric
heater.

I'm sorry.

I was horrid.

I just really want this report to be
good. And that's more important than the

football.

Mike, you're squashing my top copy.

Daddy! What's happened?

About this central heating business.

Yeah? Yeah.

Thank you.

Well, babies' rooms have to be warm, of
course.

Do they?

Well, yeah, otherwise they get a chill.

So, once we start a family, the police
authority are going to have to think

again. I mean, that back room's facing
north.

It's going to be positively dangerous
not to have any heating there.

What do you think?

Yeah.

And we could pay for it ourselves.

Hang on a minute, Mike.

It's all a bit academic. We haven't
actually got a baby.

Well, yeah, but I thought we'd agreed.

Yeah.

You haven't changed your mind, have you?

No. Mike, it's a phone.

Outrageous. Come along, sir. Get your
hands off me. Calm down, sir, and get in

the car. I'm not going anywhere until I
see the solicitor. We'll talk about that

down at the station. I want a solicitor
now.

Into the car, please, sir.

It's all right, Miss Preston. He's gone
now. You're quite safe.

It was definitely him, you are sure?

Yes.

There's really no need for me to give
her a full examination now.

She wasn't actually... Oh, I see, quite.

I suggest we give her a sleeping pill
and let her rest.

Everything else can wait till morning.
Well, I do need to take her statement.

And a few hours more won't make any
difference.

She's in shock, Sergeant Craddock, not
in any fit state.

Doctor's orders.

Oh, I'm sorry, love.

I just got to sleep.

What is it, Sergeant?

Indecent assault.

Mrs. Bradley is a local solicitor.

I specifically said, not a woman.

I'll need a list of everybody staying in
the hotel last night.

Staff and guests.

All I have to do is ask a couple of
questions.

It won't take long. I promise.

Get up there, Bessie.

Go on up.

Go on, come tankers to the end, eh?

But you've been a good girl, really.

Well, I never.

I meant to come ages ago, but I didn't
like to.

I don't mind.

Better late than never.

It's a pleasure to see you.

She's a friend of mine.

Vernon Scripps, at your service.

And your friend of David is a friend of
mine.

You'll have to excuse the chaos.

My wife died some months back.

David told me. It must have been a
terrible shock.

I'm all gone to pot now without her.

I seem to have lost the will.

That's why we're here.

I'm selling the cows, David.

I never thought I'd see the day.

I thought you... They're people, these
cows, to me, Mr Scripps.

Old friends.

But I can't manage them without Mary.

I just don't seem to be able to cope.

Well, that's all about to change,
George.

But Mrs. Bradley... I'm sorry.

If he doesn't want to be represented by
a woman, there's no point.

He's changed his mind.

Well, I haven't. Look, surely he's got a
solicitor of his own, hasn't he?

In London.

Look, he refuses to be interviewed
without you there.

I am completely stuck.

It's against my better judgment.

One of the men at the bar came across
and started to pet you.

Only because he was drunk, I'm sure.

And Mr Miller told him to leave you
alone?

Yes.

Later, Mr Miller met you at the lift,
offered to buy you a drink, so you went

back to the bar?

Yes. Then what happened?

He said he'd take me up to my room in
case I had any more trouble.

Can you remember what time it was?

About midnight.

And then?

I said goodbye at the lift and walked to
my room.

But he followed me.

He said, why don't we have another glass
of something in the bedroom? And I...

I said yes.

I didn't like to be rude.

So, Mr. Miller...

Went into your room and had another
drink.

And then?

And then he tried to kiss me.

I pushed him away.

And he got angry.

He pushed me down onto the bed.

I'm sorry.

I really don't want to go on with this.

Sergeant Craddock will be in to question
you in a minute.

And if I am to act on your behalf... And
by the way, I do apologise for being

the wrong sex.

Now, look... I need you to tell me
exactly what happened.

Nothing.

How many more times do I have to say
this? Nothing happened.

Look, Miss Bradley... Mrs... I have a
business to run.

I have lectures to give, I have work to
do. I cannot afford to be held up like

this. You have got to get me out of
here.

I'll try.

I certainly hope you will.

But first I need you to tell me the
absolute truth.

I always tell the truth.

Good. Because if you don't, Mr Miller,
I'm warning you I can't do my job.

Right.

Five bob an hour.

Aye.

Cash on the nail at the end of each day.

Aye. Then you're on, George.

That's good of you. Are you sure?

Delighted to help.

Where do we start?

Oh, with the ploughing, if you don't
mind.

No problem.

You're on for a bit of ploughing, aren't
you, David?

Me?

Yes. Just tell us where everything is
and leave the rest to us.

Oh, plough's in the corner there and the
tractor's at the back of the big barn.

Best start with the bottom field, David,
and then do the ten acres.

Yes, but... I'm off to market.

Nice straight furrows, mind.

As if ruled with a ruler, George.

I'm very grateful.

That's what neighbours are for.

See, what did I tell you? He's dead
chuffed.

Yes, but... Will you stop saying that,
David?

He's dead chuffed and we're getting some
much -needed cash.

What's your problem?

I can't plough.

Can't plough?

Rubbish. Get the tractor out. There's no
such thing as can, lad.

Fortune favours the bold.

Right, David.

Let's get this tractor started and get
the job done.

Come on, David, give it some more.

It won't start.

So you're single, are you, Mr Miller?

Yes. Ever been married?

Is that relevant?

Could be.

No. And you run a management consultancy
business in London?

Yes. So, a successful businessman, a man
no doubt used to getting his own way,

meets an attractive young woman staying
alone at a hotel.

Don't it?

Just trying to get a picture, Mrs
Bradley.

And you admit to having a drink with
Miss Preston at around midnight?

Yes, and then I took her up to her room
and left her at the door. I've just told

you all that.

You said you followed her in.

All that rubbish.

And tried to force yourself on her.

Certainly not.

Pushed her onto the bed, tore her
blouse, broke her necklace.

He is lying.

Well, one of you is, certainly.

Sarge.

Excuse me.

Look, Mrs. Bradley, I swear to you I
didn't go into that room. I didn't touch

her.

Why would I?

Why would I do such a stupid thing
knowing full well it would ruin my

Either she's lying or she's mad. There's
no other explanation.

So Bellamy interviewed absolutely
everybody, did he? Yes, Parch. Nobody

heard a thing.

And the girl is sticking to her story?

Yep. Dr Somerby seen her?

She's in with her now.

Can I have a word, please, Sergeant?

Yes. I'd like you to release my client.

Oh, yes?

Well, it's her word against his. You've
got absolutely no evidence.

Barging into the garage when I'm in the
midst of something. Not just to your

bank call, you know, Vernon.

Vernon, it's not my fault.

Mr Walker's flaming tractor.

We should get your life a bit more
organised, that's all.

I would if I could, if a certain person
wasn't so mean.

I'm not lending you any more money. It's
not for me, it's for David.

I don't care.

Look, I'll personally make sure he hands
over his weight as soon as he gets

through. How's that? No.

You'd see I'm starved. Yeah, and freeze.

And you call yourself a brother.

What have you done?

Lisa, I do have to examine you.

Come on, it won't take long.

Lisa, you poor thing.

Five seconds!

What is it, David?

Somebody!

Hold the fort, will you, Bradley?

This sounds like a murder inquiry to me.

Are you here, sir? I've been playing
golf all morning. I've only just heard

about it. Heard about what, sir? The
attack up at the hotel.

I think it could be a witness.

I saw a fellow running out of her room.

Get it out.

It's a statue.

Interesting news, Mrs. Bradley.

It seems the identity parade may not be
strictly necessary after all.

Oh?

Far from there being no evidence, there
is in fact plenty.

Forensics have found millet prints on a
wine glass in Miss Preston's room.

Are you sure?

Of course.

Well, it doesn't prove he attacked her.

Not in itself, no.

But coupled with Dr Somerby's report...
What?

Apparently Miss Preston has some rather
nasty bruises.

Come in.

Come in.

Well?

Mr. Lettington picked out Miller
immediately.

No question about it at all, Sergeant.
He was the man I saw.

Oh, dear.

Your client seems to have been telling
us rather a lot of lies, Mrs. Bradley.

I know it's on file somewhere.

That's April, I should think.

There we are.

Family portrait in oil, statue, bushing
stand and a car.

All reported stolen by Mr George Walker.

Very naughty.

I still don't understand what he did
wrong.

He hid the things himself and then
claimed the insurance money.

It's the oldest trick in the book.

It's fraud, David.

Dishonesty. Deception.

Oh.

David, where's the torch?

Oh, it's, um... It's the telephone.

I like a candle.

Oh, it's all right. I've got it.

You call Sean on air?

No, that's...

Please let me stay.

I can't go on. The police are waiting
for me.

Come on, forget it.

Oh, I just feel such a fool.

I'd actually started to believe him.
Look here.

The Avengers is on in a minute.

Why don't we go and have a nice night in
front of the fire, eh?

Oh, Mike, I'm sorry. I've got to work.

Come along, sir.

Wouldn't want to be late for court,
would we?

Yeah.

This way, if you want to sit.

I always think they can get away with
it, don't they? It's cool.

I just popped in to see how you are.

Fine.

Actually, not all that fine.

I still feel pretty awful.

But at least they've arrested him now.

Yeah, he's doing court this morning, I
believe.

This morning? Not the trial or anything,
just a preliminary hearing to thought

out bail.

But they're not going to let him out,
are they?

I'm only a doctor.

Sorry.

I'm just so frightened.

Sit down, Mr Miller.

OK, I'm sorry. I lied to you and I
apologise.

I just thought if it came out that I'd
been in her room... It's all right.

I'm quite used to my clients lying to
me.

It's just that if they do, there's no
trust any more, is there?

Mr Adrian Miller?

Look, I went into her room, I had one
drink and then I left. That was all.

You don't have to convince me, Mr
Miller.

Just the court.

Hurry up, please, Mr Miller.

They said she was in the lounge, but she
wasn't, so I thought I'd see if she was

in her room.

Right. And as I got to the door, I heard
voices.

From inside Lisa's room?

Yeah. A man and a woman.

Only when I went in there, there was
nobody else.

Just her.

Nervous little Lisa, all on her own.

Well, did you say anything?

No.

Mike, I definitely didn't imagine this.
Somebody must have been in there,

hiding.

Bradley.

Thank you.

I didn't do anything very clever, Mr
Miller.

Most people in your situation get bail.

You understand the conditions, do you?

Yes, I need to stay in the area and
report once a day to Ashfordly Police

Station. And you must keep them to the
letter.

So there's no chance of nipping down to
London for the odd meeting? Well, if you

want to end up back in custody.

It's all terribly inconvenient.

I'm sorry.

I don't expect it's exactly convenient
for Miss Preston either.

No.

I'll need a contact address. Any idea
where you'll be staying?

Um, well, I can't go back to the hotel.

Any ideas?

Try the Aidensfield Arms.

The number's in the book.

What's this lot still doing here?

We're waiting for George Walker's
insurers to pick them up, Sarge. What

we going to move on? We can't. We don't
know who they are.

What? We haven't found George yet,
Sarge.

Well, get out there, Bellamy, and look
for him.

Alf, the regional crime sheets, where
are they?

Down there.

Starts to fret Because I can't forget

Every night I think

You're always in my dreams

I'm searching all night long

George!

Yes.

Preston. P -R -E... No?

Well, I'm sorry.

I must have been given the wrong number.

Can I come in?

It's not very convenient at the moment.

Well, I only want a quick word. We've
got no electric.

Well, I just wanted to ask you about
George Walker, that's all.

What about him?

Well, have you any idea where he might
have gone?

No.

Well, if you do see him, will you tell
him that Ashfordly Police want a word

with him? It's urgent.

Right.

That was close.

Where's George?

I don't know. We said we were going to
talk to Mary.

Mary? We can't do that.

Mrs Walker's dead.

Come on.

Taking a leaf out of your book.

You're not still worrying about the
Miller case, are you?

Yep.

But, Mike, he's not worth it.

He's on bail, and I dare say on the
phone, hiring himself another lawyer.

You haven't seen Tricia today, have you?

I've read her report on the bruises.

I think you'd better sit down for a
minute.

There's a few other things you should
know about her.

I only did it to pay for the funeral.

I wanted you to have the best.

Mary, what shall I do?

Please, love.

Tell me what to do.

Come on, George.

Mary can't help you now, can she?

But David and I can.

You're among friends.

Friends who are going to sort this mess
out if it's the last thing they do.

Are you telling me

that Lisa's the one who's lying and not
Miller?

Well, it's possible, yes.

What, just because she gave you the
wrong home phone number? No, not just

What about the man in the room?

Well, that could have been entirely
innocent.

So why did he hide?

He could have been married. He could
have been a member of staff.

Then there are these other cases. They
all sound very similar, don't they?

I'm not convinced. I mean, for a start,
none of these ever got to court, did

they? Well, that's because the girls
never pressed charges. Well, exactly.

There you are. Lisa has, so it's
different.

Look, I'm sorry, Mike. Even though he's
my client, I have to admit it.

The evidence against him is
overwhelming.

Good night.

Good night.

Aidan, fill on.

All right.

Hang on a minute.

Mr Miller?

Yeah. Phone call for you.

Hello?

I'm sorry.

I'm phoning on behalf of Lisa Preston.

She's willing to drop the case on
certain condition.

Right, George.

I can't go in there, Vernon.

Why not?

Look. George, we need that insurance
stuff.

What if the police are in there?

They won't be.

Not this time of the day.

Call Mr Walker.

We'll come in with you.

I would have rung, but I thought you
might hang up.

Can I come in?

Come in.

This Andrew Bryant, he's the insurance
agent, the man in the local office, is

he? Aye.

And when you claimed for the stuff, the
car and that, he paid you in cash?

Aye.

Well, that's a bit unusual, isn't it,
George?

Not if you haven't got a bank account.

Do you know, David, I think I can see a
chink of light.

About what time was this?

Last night around 10 .30, 10 .45.

The thing is, it's extremely tempting.

Well, I can see that.

I could just pay up and avoid the whole
sordid business.

So why don't you?

Well, why should I? I'm innocent.

Are you?

Yes, for heaven's sake, Jackie, yes.

Will you stop being so prickly, please?

Whether you like it or not, you're still
my solicitor and I need your advice.

And if I offer you my advice, will you
listen?

Why else do you think I'm here?

Well, there's only one thing to do.

Right, you wait there, David.

I'm sorry.

Doctor, how about we hear the man's
voice?

Two voices, laughing and chatting.

You've never heard of a radio in a hotel
room, Bradley? She could be listening

to a play.

OK. What about these other cases, then,
in other areas?

All attacks on young women in hotels by
wealthy older men.

Well, they're similar, I grant you,
but... The facts are these.

Miss Preston was attacked and bruised
and the accused was in her room.

Yes.

Sergeant, I've got Mr Miller outside.

Lisa Preston's offered to drop the case
in return for £500.

As I was saying, Mr Bryant...

Mr Walker's car was insured for £250.

The statue, £50.

And the painting, £100.

And that's £400.

Yes? And that's what he got from us.

Isn't that right, old chap?

No. I got £150.

Oh, dear.

I get this all the time with my older
clients.

I gave him £400 and I have the cheque
receipt here to prove it.

I'm sure you have.

Because I'm sure you drew £400 from head
office.

That's what I just said.

Look, I take strong exception to this.

If Mr Walker wants to speak to me,
that's one thing. But I refuse to speak

through intermediaries. But then you had
to cash the cheque.

Because he hasn't got a bank account.

And when you cashed the cheque, you kept
£250 for yourself.

Because you knew he wouldn't read the
small print and know what his claim was

worth. A nice little fiddle.

The books look fine.

And you coin it in.

I wonder how many other old folks you've
diddled, eh?

Get out.

Very well.

We'll let head office sort it out, shall
we, George?

Wait.

Just give me a minute, George.

Oh, what's that, then?

Never you mind.

So the insurance company isn't taking
George to court?

Apparently not.

It's very decent of them.

Oh, yes.

Well, he is, Alf.

Come on, be fair.

It's nice to think there are some
decent, kind people out there.

Even in insurance.

And Andrew Branch isn't one of them.

Sorry, I said no the other day and I
haven't changed my mind.

Bernard, it's a totally different
situation.

The money's on its way.

As soon as he gets the car and stuff,
he's sending it over.

Why? I've told you, as a reward.

Hush money, more like.

All right, all right, but the fact
remains he's promised me 50 quid. So

you say, eh?

Look, you come round tonight and I'll
have the money ready for you and that's

promise.

Must be mad

Well

that's for

you, what is it? To reward them, I said.
For Mr. Bryant.

Oh, for me?

Yeah. For finding the car and that.

I can't take all that, Mr. Walker.

Oh, well, they were your things. You
should have the money. Don't be daft.

Oh, Mr. Vernon's always telling me to
stand up for myself, so I will.

It's yours. I want you to have it.

You're a good lad, David.

A very good lad.

Who's in the car?

A friend.

Got the money?

Got a flight,

Mr. Miller.

I'm so grateful.

Bradley, they're heading your way. Over.

Right, Sarge.

I don't believe it.

We've actually done it again.

It looks as if I owe you an apology.

Well, I certainly think so.

But on the other hand, if you hadn't
lied to me... Oh, you might have

me.

No, probably not.

I was pretty sure you were guilty.

You're very suspicious.

Well, I have to be.

Anyway, I'm sorry.

And I'm sorry if I was a bit... Prickly.

Look, Jackie, if it does go any
further...

If I need to be a witness or anything.

Will you act for me?

I thought you had a high -powered London
man for that.

Well, I have, but... But you know the
case.

And I've sort of got used to you.

Besides, I'd, um... I'd, uh... I'd like
to see you again.

Are you ready to settle up, Mr Miller?

If you'd like to come with me.

Smells good.

Butcher's best.

Roast buns, Yorkshire pudding, carrots
and cabbages.

What's happening?

We are celebrating, lad.

I've paid the bills.

You've paid the bills?

Aye, and let that be a lesson to you. In
future, don't shove them under a chair.

Give them to me to deal with.

Where do you get the money from?

Me. All right, Bernard, all right. And
now you're going to get it back, as

promised. All right, David, hand it
over. I know you've got it.

What? The reward money.

Oh. Well, I can't do that, cos I'll give
it to Mr Walker.

What?

I knew it.

Well, I felt sorry for him. He's lost a
lot of money out of that insurance

business. I don't believe this.

Well, it's only fair, Mr Verne. I mean,
there were his things.

Anyway, look.

There you go. I've got my day's wages,
so that's somewhat, isn't it?

£2?

What's the good of £2 when you've given
away flaming 50?

They've confessed to seven similar
cases.

Seven? And Humphrey's admitted to
inflicting the bruises, with her

course.

So, Mrs. Bradley, you see, I was right
and you were wrong.

You should listen to your husband more
often in the future.

Miller was innocent all along.

What is it?

Heartbeat, what do you miss?

When my baby kisses me

Heartbeat

Why does a love kiss stay in my memory?