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

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

Hello? Can you

believe

it?

Howard Dufton? You're joking, aren't
you?

Not a word of a lie.

Tomorrow I have an audience with the
great man himself.

He's a big hero of mine.

Got all his magazines, you know. Put
them in a rack for the get.

I mean, what does he want with you?

Well, the reputation of Scripps
Enterprises obviously travels.

He's got a proposition for me.

Oh, have you heard of Mr Blaketon, Gina?
Yeah, David. He's bored out of his mind

and fiery.

Can't wait to get back to work.

Sounds like he's on the mend, then.

His good health.

That'll be four and six, then, please.

Bernard, do the honours, will you? I'm
sorry, Vernon.

I lent you my last five bob to pay the
milkman. You promised to pay me back

today.

Ah.

We seem to have a temporary cash flow
problem, Gina, which is easily solved.

How? By you giving some of your most
faithful customers a little short -term

credit, of course.

You never used to have a problem with
sleeping.

It's all very recent.

Are you saying I don't need the pills?

I'm just wondering if there might be
another reason for your insomnia.

Stress could be a factor, something
worrying you. Look, I told you what I

Dr Merrick.

If you don't want to help me... Of
course I want to help you.

Oh.

I'll give you another month's supply.

But after this, we really need to
rethink.

I don't want you becoming dependent on
these.

I've never been so embarrassed in all my
life for excusing one of their best

clients a bit of credit. What's happened
to the milk of human kindness, Bernard?

It's all over, like it always does.

Mr. Bernard.

What, David?

Who is he? No idea.

What's he doing in my car?

He's locked himself in.

Oi! Please, David!

Are you all right?

Well, he's not dead, is he? Perhaps he
ought to go to the doctor.

I know he had them.

What's the matter, gents?

He's locked in. We've not been in the
pub more than ten minutes.

Oh, I found them. I'll take those.

Do you know who this is? No idea.

Have you booked him?

Not yet.

Not the first time I've seen him in that
state.

I see you know him. Oh, yes, Ted Allen.

Used to be a draftsman.

He lived up at Holswick Mall way.

He had a son who died.

Ted was never the same since.

Last I heard, he was staying in the
refuge.

Any idea what he was doing in Vernon's
script car?

Read the form sheet, Walker.

Drunk and incapable are his middle
names.

It also says Mr. Allen is vouched for by
Barry Jones, who runs the refuge.

Maybe you should let him know. Ach, no.
Let him sleep off.

Get Barry Jones to pick him up in the
morning.

Derek? Derek, are you down there?

What's going on?

I heard something.

Whoever it was, they're gone.

I'll call the police.

Why bother?

Nothing was taken.

Someone tried to burgle our home, Derek.
We have to report it.

An attempted break here in Edenfield
last night. Oh, well, the Mr and Mrs

us. Nothing's been actually taken.

All right.

I'll have to go round, see if the
neighbours are in. Good.

Barry Jones, Asperley Refuge. You wanted
to see me. Yes, Mr Jones.

I'm Sergeant Merton.

This is PC Walker, the officer who found
one of your charges drunk and incapable

yesterday. Oh, I'm sorry about that.

How is Ted? Is he in trouble?

No, no, just feeling very sorry for
himself.

He was not in good shape last night.

I gather Mr Allen's been a guest of
yours for a while.

Nearly two years now.

He's been trying ever so hard.

This is the first time in months I've
realized this happened.

It'll be a difficult job.

It's an uphill struggle.

Will you be charging Ted, Constable?

He had no keys, so he wasn't drunk in
charge of the car.

He was on private land and Mr Scripps
isn't pursuing the matter.

Ted's a lucky man.

We won't be charging him this time, but
keep an eye on him.

Cool.

Come on, Ted.

Come on.

How long's all this... going to take?
I've got Mrs. Poverty's cremation this

afternoon. Bernard, try to look beyond
the demands of our daily chores.

Could be our big dance.

Welcome to Dusk and the Sun. An honour,
a privilege, coward, and a pleasure to

visit these legendary premises. The
pleasure is all my burden.

Oh, you're too kind, sir, too kind. Let
me show you round.

You sure nothing was taken?

We checked and double -checked.

Nothing seems to be missing.

Well, your neighbour saw somebody
running away, but it was dark. She

really get her description.

What about you? Did you see anything?

No. I'm afraid not.

Have you noticed anything unusual
recently?

An unknown parked car or somebody
hanging about?

I'm sure I heard voices.

Like I said, I was working in my study.
I had the radio on.

I'm sure that's what you heard.

I hope it's not been a waste of time
dragging you out like this.

I'm sure you've got more important
things to do. Not at all, Mr Lester.

Right, well, that'll be all for now.

Thanks a lot for your time.

We'll be in touch.

Morning, Mrs Neil.

Morning, Barry.

You sit there, Ted, all right?

Mrs Neil, could we organise a cup of tea
and something to eat for Ted here?

He's had a bit of a relapse. Got himself
arrested in Aidensfield.

Didn't think you'd look right yet today.

Oh, by the way, is that right for you?

I've already had the post today.

Very impressive, Howard.

Very impressive.

What is it we can do for you, Mr Doctor?

Oh, no, it's more a question of what I
can do for you.

I'm planning our latest publishing
venture, Dufton's North Riding Winners

Losers. I hope at the end of this
meeting we'll have forged a mutually

beneficial working partnership.

Oh, me too, Howard, me too. I think an
occasion like this calls for a toast to

quality. It's only the day for me,
Howard. A 40 -year -old single malt.

To our new business venture.

Our new business venture.

Howard?

What is it?

Give him two hours of my time. Two
hours.

Must he want me to do?

So blooming advertising space.

Sounds terribly exciting.

Bernard, working for commission isn't
going to solve my financial

I couldn't mind telling Howard Dufton
what he can do with his winners and

losers. Cheer up. It'll look better in
the morning.

Mr. Scripps, what about this cremation?

She's not going anywhere.

Nothing was lifted.

Neighbour saw somebody running away, but
no description.

Not much to go on, then? No.

An old chap, Mr Lester. You'd think he'd
want to catch the burglar, but he

seemed keen to forget the whole thing.

Ashfordly Police?

Where are you?

I'll meet you there.

Liz Merrick needs help. One of her
patients is in trouble.

Where is he? In the kitchen.

I've already called the ambulance.

Heart attack?

I don't think so.

I suspect an overdose.

Get him on his feet and try and keep him
awake. I'm going to check the medicines

upstairs.

That's it. Come on, Mr Thiem. Try to
walk, sir.

The ambulance will be here soon.

OK, you're doing well.

Sleepy pills.

More than enough to kill him. Great.

David, this is nothing silly.

Look, you just pick up the phone, you
dial, the client answers, and you say,

good morning.

I'm David Stockwell. I'm ringing on
behalf of Dufton's North Riding, and I

some very, very good news.

What's all this?

I'm just educating David in the fine art
of media sales.

I'll tell you, Bernard, with the three
of us canvassing all the region's

entrepreneurs, we'll fill that Dufton's
North Riding in no time.

I can't afford to have David on the
telephone all day chasing your pipe

One bankrupt in his family's warm
enough.

With my guidance, I'll turn David into a
master salesman.

He's hopeless. He hasn't got the voice
for it.

Wendy likes my telephone voice. She's
always saying so.

Wendy, she's about to phone up for the
gaskets and stuff for the garage. Now, I

could talk to Wendy all day.

All right.

David can help you, so long as you can
prove to us that this venture is worth

all the bother.

You flog some advertising, then we'll
talk.

You know me, Bernard.

I always lead by example.

How is he?

Recovering, but he's still very weak.

Did you suspect he might do something
like this?

When I saw him yesterday, he seemed
troubled, but he wouldn't discuss it.

Now I know why.

What do you mean?

He's being blackmailed.

I couldn't let anyone know.

I had to pay it. I had to.

I can't keep going on like this.

Do you still have the letter? My wife.

She mustn't see it.

Please, try not to upset yourself, Mr
Seaton.

Have you paid any money?

£300.

When? Yesterday.

They told me to leave it in a telephone
box in Malthouse Street.

Why are you paying money to this person,
Mr Seaton?

I'm not just prying, sir.

I know this is painful, but if we're to
catch this person, we really need to

know. Some time ago, I didn't know what
to do.

My wife must never find out about this
constable.

Please.

Promise me she won't.

We'll sort this out, Mr Seaton. Don't
worry.

You have my word.

Did you think you could get away so
easily?

Pay another £300 or I'll tell your
family about Maria Dalton.

Maria Dalton?

A local woman.

Apparently she had a child with Mr
Seaton years ago.

He's terrified his wife will find out.

I see.

I'll send instructions where to leave
the money.

A telephone box in Ashfordly, Malthouse
Street.

Bellamy, what are you with this
attempted break -in?

No new leads, Sarge.

In that case, see if you can find this
Maria Dalton woman.

She'd have a very real motive to squeeze
money out of William Seaton.

After 15 years, sir, why bring it up
now?

Well, blackmailers and elephants,
Walker. They never forget.

Just don't put any more pressure on my
patient.

I mean, he's willing to help, but let
him do it at his own speed.

He's still very ill.

Sir!

I think I've found her. There's a Maria
Dolphin in Ashfordly.

Well, she's the only one in the phone
book.

Well done, Bellamy. Walker, you come
with me.

What's this?

The Douglas and North Ryden.

I haven't seen this one before.

This is a preview of a new publication,
Gina.

Really? Tell me about it, then.

Certainly, madam.

Good afternoon.

My name is...

David Dotwell speaking on behalf of
Dufton & Sons. And we have very, very

news. Have you been drinking, David?

David's just a little excited about the
new venture.

Tell me, Gina, has the Aidensfield Arms
ever appeared in a Dufton's North

riding? How would Dufton write about us?

I should be so lucky.

You should, and you will. The Wheel of
Fortune has finally turned in your

favour.

How much?

You all right?

Good morning, madam. We're looking for
Maria Dalton.

You'd better come in, then.

What is it that you want to know?

Could you tell us where we might find
Maria Dalton?

Yes.

Well... I'm Maria Dalton.

This is rather an awkward question, but
do you happen to have a 15 -year -old

child?

Of course not.

But my daughter has, and she's called
Maria too.

And where can we find your daughter?

Australia.

She's been there nearly 15 years now.

That's a great one, then.

That's the big police station.

Oh, hello, Susan.

Haven't forgot your birthday, have I?

What?

What?

I can't leave the station.

Right. I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Well, this is Malthouse Street.

Telephone box should be round here
somewhere.

There it is.

Where's Barry Jones?

Stop the car.

Mr Jones!

Oh, Mrs Neil.

Any chance of a cup of tea?

I'll bring some in. Thank you.

Now, what can I do for you?

We're following up an inquiry.

Bit of a long shot, really. Have you
seen anything a bit odd around the

telephone box? Anyone hanging around or
acting suspiciously?

No, I'm afraid not.

Is this anything to do with our people?

Maybe, maybe not.

Don't you have a telephone here?

We do.

But it only accepts incoming calls at
the moment.

That's a bit inconvenient, having to use
the telephone box.

I suppose so, but it happens when you
have problems paying bills.

of which we have more than our fair
share at the moment.

But if I see anything untoward, I will
let you know. You've got my word on it.

Thanks. Oh, I could take one of these
back to the station with you.

Any published is good for us. You never
know where the next donation's coming

from.

We'll be in touch.

How long has this been going on?

Weeks now.

I thought if I ignored it, it would
stop.

You haven't handed over any money.

Not a penny, nor will I. You should have
gone to the police earlier.

I couldn't. Please don't ask me why,
Alf.

Let's just say it could really damage
me.

Susan, you're Mrs Ventress's favourite
goddaughter.

You know you can trust me.

I work for a charity. If these
accusations ever got out... You're not

victim of this blackmailer.

I can't do it, Alf.

It's important that we find out who it
is.

Otherwise, where's it going to end?

Sarge, can I have a word? It's very
urgent.

Yes, Regis, what is it? The blackmailer.
It's happened again.

You're a tax cheat. I have proof.

Pay £300 and I'll tell your employers
I'll send instructions out to pay. This

your last chance.

Who was this centre?

Susan Kramer.

She's Mrs Ventress's goddaughter.

Howard, dear.

Howard! Just the man I wanted to see.

Come in, come in.

I'll update you on our sales success so
far.

Don't bother, Vernon. It's over.

I'm bankrupt.

Bankrupt?

Dufton and Sons?

Impossible.

Your firm's a national treasure.

Be like bankrupting the North Yorkshire
Moors. National treasure or not, Vernon,

the banks have done for me.

There should be a law against it.

So there'll be no Dufton's North Riding
this year? Not this year nor any other

year. By the end of the week, it'll all
be a distant memory.

Sorry, lads.

But what about our agreement?

I mean, we shook hands on it. That was
then, this is now.

Dufton's North Riding has been consigned
to the footnotes of history.

Can you tell us what this is all about,
Susan?

If I don't pay up, certain documents
will end upon the deaths of my

What sort of documents?

Um, taxed off from years ago. The result
of an investigation into money I

inherited. They found against me. You
were prosecuted? No, my accountant

it all.

And what's the problem?

Susan's a senior fundraiser for
charities. If this information got out,

given the fact.

I squired my debt.

What right has this person got to
destroy my career?

Susan, who else knew about this?

No one outside the family. Well, except
one person, my accountant.

It's a local firm run by a man called
Derek Lester.

Look, can I have a word?

Message from Liz.

She wants you down at the hospital.

Yeah? Mr Seaton's ready for talk.

Great.

I told the wife everything.

She's forgiven me.

Oh, if only I'd told the truth years
ago. You know, none of this would have

happened. We traced Maria Dalton.

She moved to Australia some years ago.

She isn't a blackmailer, if that's any
comfort to you.

Aye, thank you.

Well, ask me anything you want to know,
I'll do my best to answer.

Can you tell me if anyone else knew
about your arrangement?

No, no, we kept it very quiet.

Yeah, the man who drew up the details
was a local accountant.

Can you tell us who that person was, Mr
Seaton? I never used him again, because

he was a rather unpleasant man.

And I do believe he overcharged me.

What was his name?

Lester.

Derek Lester.

Are you sure?

Oh, yes.

Sarge, I think we've got our man.

Derek Lester.

Dufton's going under.

I can't believe it. I was really looking
forward to getting our write -up as

well. It's a travesty. That's what it
is.

Loch Ness Monster.

What? I remember reading about the Loch
Ness Monster in Dufton.

I used to imagine that we had a monster
in Ashfordly Brook.

I always used to go fishing there,
hoping that I'd catch it and get me a

photograph in the magazine.

Oh, David.

Thank you, David.

Wonderful memories.

Had interviews with all the stars.

Charlie Chaplin came here, you know,
played the gaiety in Ashfordly.

It's fascinating, all that old stuff.

He must be worth a fortune now, though.

Collectors, museums, they go mad for old
archives.

Could be worth millions.

Or maybe thousands.

Even so.

Thank you for dropping by, Mr. Lester.

Is this about the break -in?

Just for matters of writing.

You know William Seaton?

He lives just outside of Aidensfield.

Yeah?

Everyone knows the Seaton family.

Rather more than most, surely.

He was one of your clients, wasn't he?

Yes, he was. Did you know Mr Seaton
tried to kill himself?

What?

That's terrible.

He's lucky to be alive.

I thought I was here to talk about the
break -in. You also know Susan Kramer,

another client.

I don't see what this has to do with me.

Someone's blackmailing them both, using
confidential information held in your

files.

What is the point of this?

Let's talk about the break -in, shall
we?

I've got the notes here.

Now, something doesn't add up.

Yes, your wife said she heard two voices
downstairs.

She must have heard something I didn't.

Why would I speak to a person who'd
broken into my house?

That's what we want to know.

We think you know who the burglar is.
Tell us what happened, Mr Lester.

Do you have an argument about how to
split the proceeds or deciding which

to blackmail next? This is outrageous.

I run a reputable company.

I serve my clients, not exploit them.
Prove it. Begin by telling the truth. I

telling you the truth.

I'm no criminal. I've done nothing to be
ashamed of.

I'm the victim here.

What do you mean? I'm... I'm being
blackmailed, too.

Why didn't you tell us? I was too
scared.

It would have ruined me.

My business took a lifetime to
establish.

What about Mr. Seaton? He almost died.
Or Susan Kramer? I didn't know that

gone after other people.

She?

It's a woman.

Tell us her name, Mr. Lester.

I can't tell you. In that case, I'm
arresting you in suspicion of conspiring

pervert the course of justice.

Read him his rights.

You're not obliged to say anything
unless you wish to do so.

But what you say may be put into writing
and given in evidence.

I'd like you to take a look at this.

Anna Croft.

Her name's Anna Croft.

She was my secretary. I sacked her three
years ago.

How did she get your files?

She must have kept a set of keys.

Why didn't you tell the police?

I couldn't.

Some of my arrangements were not...
Strictly above board.

Where does she live, Mr Lester?

I don't know. She contacted me.

Was she there the night of the break
-in?

Yes. How many files have gone missing?

Close to 50.

Shall I take Mr Lester's diamond out,
Hodge?

Oh, Sarge, I'd like you to take a look
at these. This is Susan's blackmail

letter, and this is the leaflet from the
refuge.

And what about her?

Well, take a look at the capital I on
the letter, and then compare it with the

leaflet. It's the same.

I think it's time we brought Barry Jones
in.

With respect, Sarge, I'm not sure that's
wise.

I think we should go there informally so
as not to scare him off.

Just do it, Walker.

Yeah.

Vernon Scripps, what an unexpected
pleasure.

The pleasure is all mine, Howard.

Get to the point, Vernon.

Ah, yes, well, it's all very simple,
really.

I am here to save you, Duffton's North
Riding, and all it stands for.

I have a contract here which, should you
sign, will make you and me joint owners

of Dufton's archives.

I don't follow.

In short, Howard, you're sitting on a
gold mine.

Why let the bank take it away from you?

You sell the archive to me for the
nominal sum of one pound before they

your assets and we'll set up a brand new
company with no debt.

We'll call it Scripps and Dufton.

Or Dufton and Scripps.

That's wonderful.

Is it legal?

Well, in a manner of speaking, I mean,
I've just done it.

Look, you sign there and I will pay you
the princely sum of one pound.

It's a deal.

This must be celebrated.

David, I'm a couple of bobs short of a
quid.

Do you think you could lend it to me?
Just till our profit comes on stream.

Another visit.

Twice in two days.

I must be getting popular.

I've been instructed to take you in,
Barry.

What's going on?

We're investigating a number of
blackmail cases in the area.

What's that got to do with me or the
refuge?

The victims all received typed blackmail
letters.

We believe they were written on your
typewriter.

That's impossible.

Typewriter's in here, and I keep the
office locked.

So you're the only person with access?

Obviously not.

Does the name Anna Croft ring a bell?

I'm afraid not.

We think she's one of your people,
Barry.

There's no one of that name here.

Barry, someone here is the blackmailer.

We have a victim who has tried to commit
suicide.

It would be easier if you came down the
station.

If you don't, we have enough evidence to
steam in here and take the place apart

and question everyone here.

No.

I don't think that would work.

Alcoholics are professional liars, you
see.

It comes naturally to us.

To us?

I'm an alcoholic.

But we all deal with our illness in
different ways.

This is how I deal with it.

£900.

Now, someone has been leaving anonymous
donations.

My goodness knows I could do with the
money, but I've not touched a penny of

But I'll tell you one thing.

The only person who can find out the
truth about one of our people...

is another alcoholic.

And give me two hours. I'll find your
Anna Croft.

I sent you to bring him in.

What part of that did you not
understand?

He could be halfway to Timbuktu by now.

I think he's right.

This is the only way we're going to find
Anna Croft.

I trust him, Sarge.

But, PC Walker, can I trust you?

Sarge!

I just found this on my doorstep.

Instructions say £300.

Money to be left in a telephone box in
Ashfordly tonight.

I suppose you think we should take it
straight round to the refuge.

Barry asked for more time.

I think we should give him a chance.

Yeah,

yeah. Nothing to do with you guys. It's
been really all right, you know.

Excuse me, Barry.

Yes, Mrs Neil. I know I haven't done the
kitchen yet, but I didn't sleep so well

that night.

I just thought I'd take a nap, if that's
OK with you.

Of course.

Go and get your rest.

Thank you, Barry.

In a sky streaked with gray,

the human kindness

is overflowing.

And I think it's going to

rain today.

I thought you'd like to know Mr. Seaton
has been discharged.

Glad to hear it. I'll call in on him
soon.

Now that he's got everything off his
chest, he seems much happier.

It's the one good thing to come out of
all of this.

I should leave, please.

I'll be right there.

I found our blackmailer. She's at the
refuge now. Good. Let's go.

Right, we know what we're looking for.

No time to waste. Let's get cracking.

There's a new world somewhere.

They call the promised land.

And I'll be...

I'm sorry, I was trying to lift this box
down and it sort of flipped.

What's this?

What is he?

The Loch Ness Monster.

You and David go and open the rest of
the boxes.

And be careful with the contents.

Are you sure you have the right woman?

Oh, yes. It's Mrs Neil.

She's the only one it could be.

What do you know about her?

One of our success stories.

She came here about three years ago.

She'd hit rock bottom. But she's a
different person now. She could fit the

description we've got of Anna Craft.

Where is she now?

She's in her room.

Follow me.

Have we come too late?

She could have gone on forever with this
lot.

She wasn't just doing it for the money.
She was doing it for the refuge.

Her way of saying thank you for all
they'd done for her. She's still a

And a blackmailer.

And now she's gone.

Not necessarily.

She delivered the demand note to Susan
earlier. Why do that if she doesn't

intend to collect?

Yeah, but why risk showing up?

Well, she gave everything to the refuge.

I'm convinced she kept nothing back for
herself.

And my guess is she'll need Susan's
money to move on.

And if your theory doesn't add up? It's
the only chance we've got.

Well, let's hope it works.

What do you think?

Look at this.

Oh, this is wonderful. Look at this.

And every one worth a fortune, Howard.

Do you really think so?

Not only that.

You won't believe what we've found.

Queen Victoria and John Brown.

Father always said he took this up here
when the Queen was supposed to be

housebound in London, but no one ever
believed it.

I don't really know what to say.

Thank you, lads.

Now let's sell it quick before the bank
manager gets his greedy abs on it.

Now you know what you have to do. Yes.

It's very important that you arrive
right on the minute.

As soon as you leave the envelope, you
just get out of there. Okay.

Good luck.

There's no light in the phone box.

That's probably why she chose it.

Oh, no.

Ted Allen.

Where's the money? What money?

Oh, don't...

Oh,

it's clean.

There's no money. I don't have any
money. What were you up to at that

box? Just doing a favour for an old
friend.

I was told I could put one over on you,
and I did, didn't I?

Sarge, we've been at... Who's watching
the telephone box?

Police! Stop!

And across.

We meet at last.

I can't help feeling I've failed her.

Save your charity for her victims,
Barry.

It's a bit harsh, Sarge.

He's right, though.

Maybe it's time I should just pack it
all in. Maybe not just yet.

Susan.

Barry, this is... Susan Kramer.

She's a charity fundraiser.

If anybody can help you, she can.

Thank you.

Best of luck.

I hear Benny Dome's very nice this time
of the year.

Although I'm minded to visit Italy.

The art, the splendour, the food. Yes,
Italy it is. What do you think, Bernard?

I don't care where you go, so long as
you give me back my five bob.

And my two and six. Such trifling
matters will be sorted at my earliest

convenience.

Ah, talk of the devil. Look who's here.

Howard. How did your despairful sale go?

Good news, Bernard.

Sold it all. Every last piece.

Made a fortune.

Really? Excellent news.

I couldn't have done it without you.

You're too kind, sir. Too kind. So,
Dufton & Sons will continue to

Don't you mean Dufton & Scripps?

I'm afraid not.

The bank tore up our contract.

So legal.

In a matter of speaking, yes. They just
did it.

But, thanks to you, it made them think
again.

That's why I'm back in business.

Well, what about me? Oh, you'll be fine.

I've come to make you a splendid offer,
Vernon. I'll still need an advertising

sales manager for the new publication,
and the job is yours.

That's very generous, Howard.

And, of course, I've brought you
something for your trouble.

There's no need to thank me, Vernon.

The nominal quid you paid me to sign up.

Well, that calls for a celebration.

Drinks all round.

Will you do the honours, Vernon?

Will you be staying long?

Depends if I spot anything interesting.

Lorenzo! We meet at last.

You all right there, pal?

I thought you said he was Italian.

Was there anything else missing?

Apart from the pension money. My Alex
watch.

It was an anniversary present. I feel
such an idiot.