All language subtitles for heartbeat_18e14_the_runaways

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

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

We're pretty looking people, but I can
tell you people, they were the devil's

children.

Barney and Clyde began their evil doing,
one lazy afternoon down Savannah

Road. Can I park here?

Yeah, I've just stopped here. I'll give
you the fax.

Are you local?

Yeah, Marsh Street.

Then you should know better.

Did you get his name?

No, I... I just told him not to do it
again.

He'd have got form.

Oh.

Sorry, Sergeant, I... I didn't know.

I recognised him from my time in York.
If I remember rightly, his name is Barry

Wiggins.

He used to be a bookies runner.

Did you get his address?

Yeah. Marsh Street.

That's something.

I used to play here with the child.

Like our secret place.

Did you have a place like that, Lenny?

We used to cycle up to an old abandoned
abbey in Leeds when I was a kid.

Where I first met Trudy's mum.

This place used to have a key on the
lintel. Shall we have a look?

She's asleep.

You and Trudy don't really talk about
her mother.

It'll be alright.

Kids are tall.

There's that car again.

Put your foot down, Ella.

Yeah, I think so.

Keep going now.

We need a tow truck.

And the road will be closed until it
gets here.

It was a bad crash. You were lucky.

We'll get your arm x -rayed.

Could you take a look at my daughter,
please?

Sure.

What's your name?

Trudy. What's your name, sir?

Nicole.

Ferguson.

Leonard Ferguson.

I'm PC Mason.

You can go with him to the hospital, and
I'll meet you there later.

Lively. What happened?

I'm just wondering why they were
travelling so fast.

Drink, rave them, showing off.

The women drive over the bells in the
back.

With the furlong to go, it's Red
Nightingale in first place, closely

Tommy Atkins, White Lightning and the
Highlands. Anybody home?

We've got a job.

What? Yeah, after this is finished.

He won't be long.

An hour long? A minute long?

Oh, come on, Tommy Atkins!

He's got this bet on this horse.

Tommy Atkins, it's called.

Yeah, he's an illuminator. An
accumulator!

I had a feeling about this.

Tommy Atkins! Where would we be if
people indulge the feelings all the

Well, indeed.

Meanwhile, I'm in a rush. Come on, I'm
going to get ten quid if this one comes

in. Ten pounds?

Come on, Tommy!

What? Go on.

Come on, Tommy. Come on. Come on, Tommy.
Come on. Come on, Tommy. Come on.

What did I tell you? Always trust your
instincts.

Any news on Ellen Ferguson?

They think she has a ruptured spleen.

They're operating now, but we'll know
more after. Only sign of alcohol?

No.

Do you think her husband could have been
the one who was driving?

What? You think they swapped seats after
the crash?

It has been known.

No, she was definitely driving. She has
a seatbelt bruise here.

Why? What's the matter?

I'm not sure.

Mr Ferguson, I'm sorry. I understand
your wife is having surgery.

Are you okay? Yeah.

Yeah, and Trudy's all right, thank God.

Look, I'm sorry to disturb you right
now, but I need to get some details.

What's your home address?

Number 4, Marth Street, Derby.

Your wife's name is Ellen?

Yeah.

OK, look, I'm trying to get a picture of
what happened.

Why was your wife driving so fast?

I don't think she was driving fast.

She lost control of the car.

It was a tractor.

A tractor isn't really a reason for
losing control, unless she was

very quickly.

You still thirsty, sweetheart?

A bit.

Is that nice for a drink?

Go on.

How about you, Owen?

This is a serious accident.

I have to know what happened.

It's obvious what happened.

There was a tractor hidden by a bend in
the road and she crashed.

Now why don't you go and catch some
criminals?

What happened?

We share when we go houseclearing.

Yeah, well, this isn't from
houseclearing. This is from betting.

Come on, then. I want to get to that
auction.

Oh, why?

I need a new iron.

Mason, your accident.

Yes, sir. How's the woman?

Not good.

How'd it happen?

I think she came round a bend at a
ridiculous speed. Her husband says no,

nothing else explains it.

Are there tyre marks on the road?

Yes, Sarge.

So you can prove the speed.

Three pounds.

Whatever were you thinking of?

Boys, the steering wheel is from a jeep.
So?

Well, I wanted it.

For three pounds?

Aye. Tommy Atkins.

It's fate. You told me to follow my
instincts.

Yeah, well, in future, just follow them
instincts that make you do sensible

things.

Oh, a horse called Tommy Atkins won me
the money in the first place.

Right, Tommy Atkins is on the front of a
comic which was also in the auction,

and he drove a jeep.

Meanwhile, a jeep's steering wheel is in
the same box as your iron that you

wanted. Well, that's as may be.

But what if...

Purpose? Doesn't that thing serve?

I don't know.

You'll come to me.

You'll see.

You appointed me Big X.

And it's my duty to had us confound and
confuse the enemy to the best of my

ability.

Nurse! Nurse!

Dad!

What's happened?

We need to give them room.

Oh.

Look what's happened.

Are you truly... No!

Are you all right?

Yeah. What did that man want?

I don't know.

What did he say?

Nothing.

What's this?

From a jeep.

Why?

Well, I'm following my instinct.

What are you going to do with it?

I'll probably find the rest of it the
way today's going.

I can find you a jeep.

I've only got seven quid.

Makes it a bit more difficult.

You Barry?

Yeah, Mr Carrick. We met once before.

I thought you would have sent someone,
you know, one of the boys.

You want something important, don't you?
Do it yourself.

So where's Lenny?

Yeah, well, his wife's in the hospital.

You sure it's him?

You haven't brought me on away from
Leeds on a wild goose chase.

Yeah, I spoke to the girl, his daughter.

What's he say?

Well, nothing.

I mean, she lied.

They used to lie.

It was 500 quid, Mr Carrick, yeah?

I've come here for two things.

The books and Lenny.

Now, I don't care if I have to carry
them both back to Leeds or destroy them

here, but I want them both. And when I
have both, then you'll get your money.

Clear? Yes, Mr. Carrick.

The

doctor

says she's stable, but she may be
unconscious for some time.

How long?

They can't say.

You need to rest too. Why don't you come
back tomorrow?

We're not local.

We'll have to find somewhere to stay.

I can make a call for you.

Give it a five Turn around back her

up

Use the tow rope.

Right,

here we go.

Right,

there you go.

Mr. Scripps, I drive off when I say now.

It's a jeep?

Yeah. Well, you think he'll be able to
replace his shed for a fiver?

No, but his wife said she was leaving
him unless he cleaned up the yard.

You could have got him to give you a
fiver.

I did.

What, and you took mine as well?

That's the motor trade in a nutshell.

I took yours in case I needed to pay
him.

Start of your restoration fund.

Have you got any luggage?

No, it's in our car at the garage.

Oh, I'll get it fetched up for you. No.

No, it's all right. I need to sort it.

I'll go down and get it myself.

Will you be able to manage?

Oh, Trudy'll help me, won't you,
sweetheart?

She always does.

OK. Well, you're on the first floor at
the front. I'll show you. Oh, don't

worry. I'll find it.

Come on, darling.

What did you see?

Nothing.

Something out there?

No.

So what is it?

I'm not sure.

At the hospital, a man came up to me and
asked whether I called Trudy.

And what did he say?

Nothing.

Nothing at all?

No.

And what did he look like?

I don't know.

Trudy, come on, you must have some idea.

I don't. But was he blonde, dark, bald
or what?

He wore a hat.

A hat?

You're angry.

I'm not angry.

You are. When you say Trudy like that,
you're telling me off.

Sorry, love.

Just upset.

You know, Ellen's very ill. Is she going
to die?

No.

Were you upset like that when Mum died?

I was different.

Why?

Just was.

I can't remember my Mum.

Well, you were very little.

Was she beautiful?

You know she was. You've seen her
picture.

Does the man at the hospital mean you'll
have to go away?

Maybe.

Well, I come.

Well, make sure you're safe like before.

I'll never abandon you.

If I have to leave you behind, you know
I still love you.

I do.

And I love you, Dad.

And I'll always, always come back for
you.

Do you remember our code?

Yeah.

What is the word for danger?

Danger. And for all safe?

Tulip. Good girl.

And I'll never leave you for a moment
longer than I have to.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for a lady called Phillips.

Nurse Armstrong, is there a Phillips
here?

No, no Phillips.

Right, so maiden name. She's not long
been wed.

Have you had anyone in who was in a car
accident?

That's confidential, Mr... O 'Neill.

She's a friend of the wife's, really.

I just thought I'd leave her some
flowers, maybe look in on her.

Make sure she's OK.

Try registry.

You can leave your details there.

So that was some form of driver error.

She was driving too fast.

And? Well, why drive that fast is the
question.

Drink, Mr. Judgement, sure enough. Or
being chased.

Oh, at BC Mason, the district nurse
called.

Can I help?

The helmet.

It's our car.

Oh, I may. Are you okay?

Yeah.

Come to fetch the luggage.

All right, well, I'll get it for you.
No, no, it's OK.

I'll get it.

OK, well, um, keys are in the car.

Help yourself.

Cheers.

How is she?

Stabilised. Where's the husband?

He and Trudy booked into a room for the
night.

So why did you ring?

Trudy got upset and ran out of the ward.
She bumped into a man in the corridor.

She looked scared.

What scared her?

Something he said, I think.

Is that it?

No, a man with flowers came looking for
an accident victim.

But he wasn't sure of the name.

Could you describe these to me?

Mm -hm.

Tony.

Hang on.

Try again.

Nearly, nearly. It will start.

It'll be a while before you can drive
it.

Yeah, we will get it going, though. Yes,
we will.

What's this?

It's a jeep.

I got it up at Long's farm. It was his
chicken shed.

I should have thought you'd have a bit
more sense.

What are you going to do with it? I'm
going to drive it. Oh, you'll never get

that thing running.

I suppose we could plant flowers in it.

Make it a feature.

Hey, I hear a lot of old tins here.
Yeah, probably sliced peaches and baked

beans and the like.

The Americans brought a lot of tin stuff
over during the war.

Shall I open one?

Certainly not.

Hygiene. Chickens have been hitting on
them and doing the business.

The husband gave a fake address in
Derby.

What about the car registration?

Hired from a company in London.

We just got the address wrong.

What about the woman's driving licence?

I haven't seen it and I can't demand
that the husband shows me his wife's

document.

Anything else?

She's had one or possibly two people
making inquiries about her at the

Family members?

One of them didn't even know her name.

We need to establish who Ellen and her
husband are.

All right. I'll send a scene to try and
match the car.

Off you go, love.

Oh, thank you.

Here. Oh.

Hello.

Insurance assessors.

We've come to see the Hillman.

You're quick off the mark.

You just want to look.

Well, is that the way?

The damage is to the front.

We're very thorough.

I haven't marched.

You look pleased with yourself, David.

Yeah, well, I've just bought a jeep.

Well, it's a bit of a wreck, really, but
I'm going to do it up.

Isn't that a cheap seat in the cellar?
Who wants to know?

He sits on it while he's polishing his
bottle of beer.

No, I don't. Well, then give it to
David, then. Hang on.

Not so fast.

I'll give you some tinned peaches for
it.

Watch me bar.

It's all right. I've washed it. I'm
selling these, but I'll give you the

lot for the jeep seat.

Might be a bit out of date.

That's not tin fruit.

No, they're not.

Gina, clear the bar.

Why?

Now. Those are hand grenades.

What?

So what's the plan?

Am I paying you to ask questions?

That's a good point, actually.

What is?

Erm, money.

Barry, people in Leeds told me you were
a very reliable man, but that's twice

now you've asked me about money.

They've all got to make a living, Mr
Carrick.

And I could go to prison if the coppers
find that idiot accountant and his

daughter first.

Even more reason.

For?

Money.

Look, Mr Carrick, there's none of us
know where we'll be this time next week.

Open the glove box.

Now give me that.

Now you speak to me like that again and
you'll be in hospital too. At best.

Right, Mr. Carrick, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

You want to know what I'm going to do to
Lenny?

Get your books back on him. That's
right.

And stop him giving evidence any way I
have to.

Always keep the chamber empty.

I'm not keen on accidents or messy
outcomes, but I will do anything I have

to stay out of prison.

I'm off your brow.

You're no good to me all flustered.

What will they do?

They'll blow them up.

Where? Out the back. That's what the
sandbags are for.

Daisy.

Could you look after Judy for me?

Yeah, sure.

Where is this jeep?

I think we all need to see this famous
military vehicle.

Have a look in the engine compartment
now. See if you can find a chassis

Does this take you back?

We had them in the desert.

Yeah, and Normandy.

In Burma, we walked.

Good old days, eh?

Where did you find that?

It was in a jeep with a hand grenade.

Royal Tank Regiment.

You were in tanks.

What does that look like to you? Two
badges, Royal Tank and General Officer.

It can't be. What?

Well, I can't think who else would have
those two badges.

So it could only be his.

Whose?

Well, it would appear you have Field
Marshal Montgomery's bed, eh?

Is it valuable?

Where's your dad?

He won't want to be that far from the
girl.

So?

We get the girl.

Put her in a room for 24 hours, tell
Lenny we'll do a swap. The girl for my

books and him. What room?

Yours. I don't know about that.

I will be eternally grateful to the man
who helps me.

Now, that's worth a lot more than 500
quid. Yeah, but I don't want to get

saddled with it. I mean, how's Lenny
going to know who to contact?

He knows my people in Leeds. They'll
tell him where to go.

Get the car.

Hey, good old Tommy Atkins, eh? He led
you to Monty's Berry.

Imperial War Museum.

Oh, I'm phoning from North Yorkshire
about a very important matter.

We're making inquiries about Field
Marshal Bernard Law Montgomery.

We think we've got his berry.

I thought Monty would.

Aye. And when was this?

It was just before D -Day.

I remember Fanny, then he came to
inspect some soldiers that were

us. What was he like?

Well, he were a little fella with a
moustache and heart like that.

Was he edgy?

No. A umber.

Some boy's jeep, then.

We don't even know if you've got his
beret.

I think he's rung off.

Do you know where your dad's gone?

No. Where do you live?

I need some answers, Trudy, if I'm going
to find it.

Could you have gone home?

I don't think so.

Where is home?

Derby.

What's the address?

I'm not sure.

Why don't you tell PC Mason where you go
to school?

That might help.

I'm homeschooled.

Who's your teacher?

My dad.

Not your mum?

Do you not get your orange juice?

I should take her to welfare services.

She can stay with me tonight.

I can't believe her dad would leave her
for long.

Can I help, sir?

I want to talk to Sergeant Miller.

Right. That's me, sir.

Colonel Wilding.

Ah.

Africa Star.

Eighth Army?

Seventh Army Division.

Thanks. I was on Monty's staff at
Alamein. And later, right up to the

of the Rhine.

Ah, yes.

Your regimental historian rang me about
your query.

The jeep.

Well, the good news is that we were
right. The vehicle that David found was

Monty's Normandy Jeep.

I expect the museum will want it.

Well, it's mine.

There's more important issues at stake,
David. National heritage.

Well, I'll have a plaque made for it.

Monty's Jeep.

And I can direct people to your place to
see it.

Well, you could. I wouldn't mind.

With good news, there's always bad news.

Well, that depends on your point of
view.

One of his own staff officers came to
see me.

He says the old gentleman isn't well.

Oh. But he would like to come and see
the vehicle.

The Colonel is asking if we could put on
a bit of a show for the Field Marshal.

Oh? What sort of a show?

Just a parade of ex -servicemen.

What, walking down the street?

What the car park would do. What does
the local Bobby think, then?

I don't see why not.

As long as I'm not expected to polish
this Jeep. Oh, we'll take care of that.

Can I have a word?

How's the girl?

She's with Carol.

She's offered no clue as to what's going
on.

She's learned a well -rehearsed story
and she's sticking to it.

I think we need to speak to the dad.

Any news on him?

Nothing as yet.

There you are.

Did you... No.

It's Lenny Ferguson.

Where are you?

I can't say.

Mr Ferguson, you owe us an explanation.

Just let me talk to her, please.

It's your dad.

Dad?

You all right?

Where are you?

I'm safe.

I'm fine.

I'll come back for you.

I know, Dad.

I love you, Trudy.

I love you, Dad.

If we get the girl, what if he decides
not to cooperate?

We'll have his daughter.

I don't think it's a good idea.

Yeah, well, don't think, Barry. Leave
that to me, eh?

I'll keep the motor running.

As soon as I'm in, bring her over.

Thanks, Judy.

Daddy does what we want. Everything's
going to be all right.

Oh,

God.

Have you gone mad? I had to keep her
quiet.

She's a child.

Shut your mouth or I'll bury the pair of
you.

Open the door.

She'll work.

Oh, some hope. We can have a go. Just
try it.

All right.

Whoa! No, it's a knack. You never lose
it.

Oh, God.

It has, I'm afraid.

A knack, you said.

Hang on.

What do you think?

Oh, it's true.

Come on, it's gone midnight.

Time we were off.

You look lovely, Auntie.

It's me fanny uniform.

I'm going to have to adjust the skirt a
bit. I was skinny during rationing. Aye,

weren't we all?

On passenger's feet.

Hey, what have you come as?

She's a fanny.

Is it your intention to wear it for
Monty?

Well, a parade's a parade, after all.

I've still got my old home guard kit.
I'll join you. Yes!

There are scratch marks on the lock.

What does it mean?

It was picked by someone who knew what
they were doing.

He was watching us?

Probably. Could it be her father?

No, Lenny rang her about nine o 'clock.

If he'd wanted her to sneak out, he
could have just asked her. Have you any

where he rang from?

A phone box.

I'm sorry.

Joe, I've been looking for you.

The results of the car fingerprint
testing came back.

His real name's Leonard Phillips.

And what's he done?

He's a bookkeeper for the Carrick gang
in Leeds.

Leeds City Police pinched the Carricks
and he went on the run with their

books.

Harold Carrick's on bail.

I'm told he's got 500 quid waiting for
the man who can locate Lenny.

Lenny's gone missing. Now someone's
taken his daughter, Trudy. Could they

run away?

No, they booked him to Carol's flat to
take her.

Lenny could just have told her to meet
him.

Probably Harold Carrick in person.

His fingerprints were found in the car
too.

Everything to you.

Say you want to talk something new.

And it's breaking my heart you're
leaving.

Maybe I'm grieving.

But if you want to leave, take good
care. Get out!

Get out!

You annoying shawms, man.

Get in! Get in!

It's hard to get by until you hold a
smile.

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world.

I'll always remember you like a child
girl.

I didn't mean to. I just panicked. You
left me.

Where's your phone?

I haven't got one.

And where's my car?

It's safe. I've got it parked about a
mile away. So get it.

I'm hungry. Not now.

She's got to eat.

Then go and get my car and get her some
food.

What do you want? Go!

Weatherby, railway station.

You up there? Bus station.

Carrick has got to get out of Ashfordly
somehow.

Unless he has a car here.

Something went wrong.

Otherwise he wouldn't have needed to
pinch Bernie's truck.

How did he get to Ashfordly in the first
place?

It was in a flash jag.

Must have stripped stop when he came to
the garage.

Registration PDU 410.

That's his own car?

He has an accomplice. A fair -haired,
stocky man of about 40.

He could be local, of course. Yes, he
could.

A man with Leeds gangster connections
here in Ashfordly.

Come with me.

What do you think?

It looks quiet.

McGinn!

Barbenock! Sergeant Miller!

Remember me?

That's the police.

Get out of bed.

Looking for these?

Who are you?

She's a detective, Lainey!

It's my property.

We'll take care of them now.

It's in code.

It's no good without me.

We've got you.

I've committed no crime.

Keeping books for gangsters?

Abandoning your daughter to them?

We'll find something to fit you. I
didn't abandon her.

Is Trudy OK?

Carrick kidnapped her. Oh, God. Oh, God.

You safe?

For now.

I'm not giving evidence.

I can't. What's the alternative?

More running? You don't know what Harold
Carrick's like.

Trudy does.

Anna nearly died.

But you're just going to run. What else
do you suggest?

Do the right thing.

Get even, Lenny.

Come in.

Sergeant.

Do you have a vest uniform?

Yes, Sergeant, of course.

Make sure you're wearing that on Friday.

Yes, Sergeant.

Sergeant Miller?

Yes, thank you.

The woman from the car accident, Ellen
Ferguson, or Phillips, or whatever she

calls herself.

She's regaining consciousness.

I, uh... Oh, I thought we'd lost you.

I was about to take a statement about
the accident, but I can pop back later.

No need.

Oh, careful.

She's okay.

I thought I wasn't your favourite
person.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I'm not your mum.

Hey, that's not your fault.

I know I can't take a place, Trudy, but
I can do my best as me.

I know.

I'm sorry about the accident.

Don't be.

I shouldn't have been telling you to go
so fast.

Oh, it's OK.

PC Mason knows everything.

Everything? He knows that we were on the
run, yeah.

We've arrested Harold Carrick.

It looks like he's going away for a good
long stretch.

Yeah.

I'm going to give the police what they
want.

The books?

And me.

I'm going to give evidence.

What'll happen to us?

We're that far.

Be a family.

Slow down, lads.

Don't want to run anybody over.

The vehicle's just passed my position,
Arthur.

One minute, will we?

Call in, everyone.

Get filling.

You're going home each day.

You want to think of the future.

Attention!

Or you might wind up in jail.

And you will suffer.

A method to...

Wise move.

Instinct.

Just come from the bank. Three forged
fibres in this week's takings. They're

from a gang run by one Jim Bly. Bly
himself was never found.

I thought he left the country, actually.

I can't get cash!

The picture's seized all my assets.

It's getting risky, Jim.

It's Judy Garland.

Davey, honey, is that you?