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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪

THE BEATLES: ♪ Try to see it my way

♪ Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?

♪ While you see it your way

♪ Run the risk of knowing that our love may soon be gone

♪ We can work it out

♪ We can work it out

♪ Think of what you're saying

♪ You can get it wrong and still you think that it's all right

♪ Think of what I'm saying

♪ We can work it out and get it straight or say goodnight

♪ We can work it out

♪ We can work it out

♪ Life is very short

♪ And there's no time

♪ For fussing and fighting my friend

♪ I have always thought that it's a crime

♪ So I will ask you once again

♪ Try to see it my way

♪ Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong

♪ While you see it your way

♪ There's a chance that we might fall apart before too long

♪ We can work it out

♪ We can work it out

♪ Life is very short

♪ And there's no time

♪ For fussing and fighting, my friend

Alright, keep away from those tents.

♪ I have always thought that it's a crime

♪ So I will ask you once again

It's got red bits in it.

Well, they're just blood spots. Push them to one side.

It's bad.

No, it isn't.

I don't want it.

Alright. Well, you have mine and I'll have yours.

Good morning.

Morning. Could I have a cup of coffee?

Of course.

Susan, what you think you're doing?

I only like the white stuff.

- Since when? - Forever.

No, thanks.

Hey, don't get too comfortable.

When I get back, we've got some work to do.

You know what you are when you don that uniform, Rowan?

On duty, sarge?

You're an ambassador, constable.

An officer with an unironed shirt means one of two things.

Lack of respect for the job,

or someone's run off with the iron.

Sorry, sarge. Didn't have time.

You didn't have time?

No, sarge.

Well, if I can iron me own shirts, Rowan, so can you.

I've just had Joe Gawthorpe on the phone from Cliffe Farm.

Lead was nicked from his house last night.

So take a ride over there and find out exactly what's missing.

Right, sarge.

Rowan.

Everything all right?

Yeah, fine.

Flamin' Nora!

Alfred. Alfred?! Alfred!

So, what's the plan for today then?

How about getting some exercise?

I get paid to run up the hills. Anyway, I'm knackered.

A goer, was she?

My lips are sealed.

I bet they weren't last night.

Oi, lads, look!

On the double.

Is the old geezer inside?

Dunno.

(COUGHS)

- Are you okay? - What happened?

The flamin' chimney's blocked!

Is he, is he all right?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Kate, would you like me to take the mother and baby clinic?

No. Why?

Well, this may be not the best day to face with uh...

...well, you know.

Thanks, but it's my job.

Even so.

I'm a professional, James.

Personal matters don't intrude.

That's what I was taught at medical school.

Probably by a man.

We'll talk later.

So what exactly is missing?

Flashing off the barn and the soil pipe.

I've had to stop the family using the lavatory

- or we'd be up to our necks in... - Alright, alright, I get the picture.

Did you hear anything?

Nowt. I'm a heavy sleeper.

What about your wife?

Ear plugs. She says I snore.

Oh... up you come.

Another pound.

Takes after his dad. Loves his food.

Here you are.

My Chris reckons we should build him up.

He's already going to play for Yorkshire.

Does your husband play cricket?

No, not at all.

Well, he's not from Yorkshire, is he?

Oh, I think that's everything.

Thanks, Constable.

Right, well, I'll be off, then.

Mustn't let your breakfast get cold.

You look like you could do with a square meal, constable.

No, I'm fine, honestly.

Your wife's the doctor, isn't she?

That's right, yeah.

Tell her from me, she's neglecting you.

I tell you what, Mavis.

Fling a couple of rashers in the pan for PC Rowan.

You'll be wanting the wheels tonight then?

Yeah, please, mate. Even Phil's got a date tonight.

You still after that Gina in the local, Mike?

You must be joking. She's after me.

Have fun, boys.

Don't do anything you couldn't do on the back of a bicycle.

Yeah, St. Luke's Church, sarge. Right, yeah, on my way.

Well, thanks ever so much for these scones, Mrs. Gawthorpe.

Are you sure I can't do that shirt?

No, I'm fine, honestly.

Have you said anything to Nick yet?

No.

Well, don't you think talking to him will help?

That's the sort of advice I give my patients.

It's good advice.

It's not that I don't want children.

But in the future, not now.

This really couldn't have happened at a worse time.

Perhaps.

But look at it this way.

In five years time, you'll be older, just as busy...

...and more easily tired.

When I think how fiercely I used to argue for a woman's right to abortion!

And now... I'm confused.

Different somehow.

But Nick and I...

What?

You have to tell him, Kate.

I know. I know.

I don't know how he'll react, though.

There's his career to think about too.

I thought he loved children.

He does.

It's just this wasn't planned.

He mightn't be ready for a family.

You sure you're not imagining difficulties, Kate?

What do you mean?

Well just because you're a little thrown by events

doesn't mean to say that he will be.

You'll never know if it's right for him unless you talk to him.

I'm sorry for offloading my problems on to you, James.

I know I've got to tell him.

We didn't plan our first either.

I'd just started a general practice.

We'd no money and the house needed reroofing.

We were both scared.

- You're scared? - Mm. At first.

So how did you manage?

We put buckets under the leaky roof

and bought a book called "Name Your Child".

I remember it was a very special time.

This is the second time in 5 years they've had the lead off this roof.

Any idea when it happened?

We can't be certain.

And when were you last here?

8 o'clock communion on Sunday.

I have three churches in my ministry.

And who looks after this one?

Mrs. Teale is honorary verger.

She cleans on Monday.

Everything must have been in order then or she would have phoned me.

The church is insured?

Oh yes, yes, yes.

Excluding acts of God, of course.

Well, I suppose I'd better get it seen too.

Come on, son. Up you go. Go on, up you go.

Mr. Greengrass?

My lads and me, we're having a chat.

It's alright by you, we'd like to hang around for another couple of days.

Not going absent without leave, are you?

No, we're not due back to camp till Friday.

Seems as everyone's been so hospitable...

He scored last night with the barmaid at the Bull and Bush.

Not that big blonde thing?

The very same.

Did she bring her own scaffolding?

So, two nights, five bob do you?

I donno, it's a very popular location.

Five bob and a couple of double whiskies?

Yeah, alright, I'm silly to meself. Give me ten bob.

Judging by the amount of thefts in the area,

I reckon they're about to move on.

So if we want to collar 'em, we've have to move fast.

What about surveillance, sarge?

Too many buildings, not enough manpower.

So just stay on your toes and keep alert.

(Ventress, explain the word "alert" to Bellamy.)

Yes, sarge.

I'm saving all my strength for tonight.

There's a ray band playing in Scarborough.

Why don't you and Kate come along?

Ah, thanks, Phil, no. She's staying over at Whitby again tonight.

Horace. Horace, it's Claude Greengrass.

Have you got that flaming dog with you?

Cos I've got the ferrets out.

Don't worry, he's already had his breakfast.

I've got him locked in the truck.

Good job an' all. This one's vicious.

I was wondering if you could help me out.

- I'm not buying owt. - I'm not selling owt.

I mean in your official capacity. Me chimney's blocked.

Are you asking me to sweep your chimney?

No, I'm asking for your hand in holy matrimony.

What do you think?

November the 10th, 1957.

All that soot must be clogging your brain.

- What you on about? - Last time I swept your chimney.

Well, you obviously did such a good job that's why I'm rushing you back!

I've given it up.

I'm spending more time with the ferrets.

Surely you can do me a favour?

Claude, you and favours are a deadly combination.

- Why don't you ask Eddie? - Eddie?

Me nephew. I give him me extensions.

Oh. What you mean is he's doing it now?

Ah!

Oh, why didn't you say so in the first place?

I like to see you squirm.

Eddie!

There you are.

Hey, lads, how about a drink?

- Whose round is it? - Phil, nice one!

Don't look at me, mate. I'm skint.

I can't believe this! Mike, what'd you reckon?

Alright, we go back to the camp site now.

- What about my bevvy? - Later.

Mike, will you lend me ten bob?

I'll pay you back come Friday.

Oh, shut up, Phil.

Right, lads. I'll sort us out for pocket money.

♪ Na, na, na, na

♪ Na, na, na, na

♪ Hey, hey, hey, goodbye...

KNOCK AT DOOR

- Evening, Rowan. - Sarge.

Not more lead missing?

- No, no. Just a social call. - Right.

Oh er, can I come in?

Yeah, yeah.

I'll get some glasses.

TURNS RADIO OFF

Here you are.

Is this about that unironed shirt?

Like I said, no stripes, no uniform.

Right.

So...

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Well, Rowan... how are you?

Fine, thanks, sarge.

Good.

ALL: Cheers!

I was expecting to see you in your uniform.

You like a man in uniform then, do you?

Well, I might do.

How about out of it?

Watch it.

So where were you before Catterick?

Borneo, Cyprus, Germany, Africa.

Outer Mongolia, Scunthorpe.

I'd love to travel, see the world.

I don't know. The view round here looks pretty good to me.

It's alright when you're ready to settle down, I suppose.

But that's not you?

Nah, not yet! I want a bit of excitement first.

Easily solved. Meet me round the back after closing.

You're all the same, you fellows.

There's more to life than blokes, you know.

Look uh, we're not at the station now.

You can tell me to go if you want.

But the reason I'm here is...

Well, it seems to me from where I'm standing,

that everything's not quite right on the domestic front.

Kate and I are drifting apart.

What exactly does that mean?

To be honest, I'm not quite sure.

We hardly see each other.

You mean she's not living here?

Only at weekends.

How did that come about?

Well, since she's gone in with Radcliffe most of her work's in Whitby.

Travelling was wearing her out.

Well perhaps she shouldn't have taken that position.

Work's important to her. That's what she wanted.

What about you?

What?

How do you feel about it?

Like I've lost the road map.

Aye.

The last few months have been hopeless, Sarge.

Kate driving backwards and forwards across those moors.

Me spending most nights listening out for her car.

The thing is, when we did talk,

we're both too tired to even think straight.

In a funny sort of way, it's been a relief for both of us.

Kate staying over in Whitby.

Well, I'm an old-fashioned sort of bloke, Nick.

Haven't quite got the hang of these modern marriages.

But this doesn't necessarily mean that it's all over between you two, does it?

Who knows?

The trouble is, sarge, I love it here.

Kate is more...

Ambitious.

She'd never ask me to give up my job.

Why should I expect her to give up hers?

Well, some folks round here would say cos she's your wife.

Well that's prehistoric.

What's wrong with her just being a doctor in Aidensfield?

Well yeah.

It was me who persuaded her to come back to Yorkshire.

I reckoned between me and the practice, she'd have enough.

She didn't.

I'm not very good at this sort of stuff, Nick.

Drawing up rotas is more my forte.

But I lost my wife because of the job, my job.

I don't regret the work, I never have.

But many is the time I've regretted the break-up.

I gave up on my marriage too easily.

Refused to swallow me pride.

Stood on my dignity.

Could be you just faced the truth, Sarge.

At least when the separation is permanent, you know where you are.

- Morning. - Morning.

- Hi. - Hiya.

You're early.

I've got some notes I want to catch up on.

I've brought some mail over for you.

Thanks.

Nick, there's something I want to discuss with you.

I can be back at lunchtime.

You all right?

Yeah, why?

You look awful.

Thanks.

Lovely... Isn't Radcliffe feeding you properly?

Oh, don't be silly.

I'm just concerned, that's all.

I know, I'm sorry.

That's all right, isn't it?

Of course.

Right.

I'll see you then.

Nick, I'm pregnant.

This just doesn't seem real.

Well, it is.

I thought you were taking care of all that.

I was. Obviously not well enough.

You don't seem pleased.

I don't know how I feel!

Well, you're not thinking to do anything, are you?

No.

Thank God for that.

Babies aren't medicine, Nick.

It won't make things easier between us.

But there's nothing wrong with us.

We're not important now, are we?

It's what's best for the baby.

An unworkable marriage?

It's not.

You know, most of my friends just settled for teaching

until a husband came along.

You're different.

I bet you wish I wasn't.

I sometimes do.

But then I think of what I've been through.

All those years of male consultants treating me like a glorified nurse.

James Radcliffe looks at me and sees a doctor.

A doctor he's prepared to listen to.

I've worked so hard for this, Nick.

I don't want to give it up.

I know it's been tough. What am I supposed to do?

If things don't work out between us,

I can always bring the child up on my own.

You could visit whenever you want to. We'd work something out.

Oh, Kate.

James manages.

His wife's dead, Kate. He's got no choice.

This is my baby an' all, you know.

I was so looking forward to this moment.

You all smiling.

Me telling everyone.

I'm sorry.

It doesn't have to be like this.

Come home, Kate.

I love you.

I've got to go.

The meeting was called for 10 o'clock.

I have to be in Whitby in half an hour.

Sorry, ma'am.

Is there something wrong with your radio, constable?

No, ma'am.

Did you have other pressing police matters to attend to?

No, not exactly.

Perhaps you and I should have a chat about officer discipline, Sergeant.

With your permission, ma'am,

I'm hoping to send PC Rowan here out on a job.

Oh, might as well make the most of his time now that we've got him.

There was another lead theft last night, Rowan.

Have you spoken to Greengrass?

No, not yet, sarge.

Well, do it sharpish! It's getting out of hand!

Sarge... Ma'am.

Is Rowan all right?

Yes, ma'am, he's fine.

Really? You do surprise me.

I'll have to clear that top out before I can get the ashes out.

I bet that's gonna cost me.

That chimney stack needs repairing as well.

The lead flashing's loose.

I suppose you'll want cash?

Yeah, what else is there?

- Rabbits. - Yeah, right.

Hello, hello, hello.

And what do we want?

What do you know about lead, Claude?

Comes in pencils.

We've got a gang going around nicking this stuff.

You know anything about it?

You don't honestly think I've been prancing about

on the top of people's roofs, do you?

I'm nearly an old-aged pensioner.

Do you mind if I take a look around?

You're getting worse than Blaketon.

Thanks.

Eddie. Eddie!

How much lead is there on the top of my roof?

Oh, Doctor. Is Fred worse?

That's what I'm here to find out, Mrs. Holdsworth.

You haven't come from the hospital?

No, why?

They took Freddy in last night. He had a funny turn.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

I was in Whitby.

Can't be helped, love. It's just one of those things.

Need any help?

Yeah, persuade Gina to go out with me.

Careful.

Don't tell me you care?

Cos not. It's the kite I'm worried about.

It means a lot to Danny, doesn't it?

Got it. (APPLAUSE)

Go on, get your kite, Danny.

Right. I'd better get back to the pub.

Wait for me.

What's going on?

Oh, a kite's got stuck. They called the army out.

Where you're off to?

Ashfordly Hospital.

Mr. Holdsworth was taken in last night.

I feel awful that I've only just found out.

You were in Whitby.

Yeah, even so, I've let him down.

- You can't be in two places at... - I know, I know.

Can I have one of these pies, please, Gina?

Yeah. Is Kate coming in?

No. She's busy.

So what's happening with you and this army fella?

Nothing. He's a soldier.

They're worse than sailors, they are.

Still, I'll miss them when they go.

Why's that?

Well, they're a good laugh.

Things can get a bit dull around here.

Yeah, I suppose so.

I mean, the most exciting thing that's happened this morning

is Claude coming to buy a bottle of whisky.

Really?

And not a dead lump of wildlife in sight.

Cash on the bar.

Did he mention how he came to be so flush?

Yeah, he's gone into scrap metal business apparently.

Right. Where did you get it?

What?

That lead you flogged.

Off me roof.

What, you're nicking from yourself now?

I gave meself permission, didn't I.

Oh come on, don't mess me about.

Look, it's the chimney sweep. He let me have all the loose flashing.

We did a deal.

So tell me about him.

There's nowt to tell. He runs about on the top of the roof fixing chimneys.

Is he your regular bloke?

No. Horace retired. Eddie's his nephew.

Nick missed that meeting with Murchison.

Aye, so you said.

I bet the sarge gave him a right going-over, eh?

Could be.

Well I reckon summat's up, you know.

I mean, Nick arriving late.

And he's looking rough.

He snapped my head off the other day you know.

Well, he's all right then, isn't he?

No, seriously.

This business of Kate staying in Whitby...

What about it?

Well, it's a bit odd, don't you think?

Them being married an' all.

I tell you what I think.

Nick's our colleague.

He doesn't want us talking about him behind his back.

There's enough gossiping around here as it is.

Station officer.

Oh, hello, Cyril. It's Alf here.

What's this I hear about young Rowan?

Hello. I knocked at the house.

There's no-one in.

Oh I gathered that. Is Eddie around?

Halfway to Darlington with the winds behind him.

What do you want with our Eddie?

I want to talk to him about lead thefts.

What's this got to do with Eddie?

Well, that's what I like to find out.

Hang on a minute. What is it about folk?!

They see a man with a dirty face and they reckoned he's no good.

In my experience it's them as wash behind their ears

you've got to watch out for.

Would you mind if I had a look in your shed?

I don't, Katharine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy might.

- Sorry? - Me ferrets.

Still, you're married to a doctor.

You must be used to the sight of blood.

LAUGHTER AND SHOUTING

So the Captain says, "Whoever shoots the snake's on R and R."

That's how I got the nickname Snakey.

Don't believe it.

We call him Snakey cos he's always legless!

Why don't you tell them the name lads called you

when you got us lost in the jungle, eh?

- Not that one again. - Yeah.

See, the fact is girls, if it weren't for me,

Phil here would've been monkeys' breakfast. Say "Thank you Snakey".

Thanks a million.

Yeah, well as long as I'm looking out for you,

you'll be alright, eh?

Just ignore 'em, girls. Like being back at a playground.

DOORBELL

Rowan. This is a surprise.

Well uh, you'd best come in.

I'm sorry to bother you, sarge.

I had to talk to someone.

All right. Well, go through.

Would you like a drink?

No thanks, sarge, no.

Kate's pregnant.

Well, congratulations, to the three of you.

Yeah, well, it may not be three of us.

She's talking about bringing it up by herself.

Ah, that's rubbish.

Once she stops work, she'll be back home.

She intends carrying on, sarge.

She's a doctor. She should know better than that.

Where does that leave you?

I don't know. Weekend visits, I suppose.

You two need your heads banging together.

As far as she's concerned, nothing's changed.

We're just in a bigger mess, that's all.

But you're responsible for another life, Nick. That's what changed.

Now I remember my father.

He was a fair man, but he was strict.

And that's how it should be. Showed he cared.

But my Graham, he missed out on all that.

And look what happened to him.

It wasn't your fault, sarge.

It wasn't all his either.

I used to go and watch him play football.

Didn't know a thing about him.

We can hardly exchange more than a couple of sentences between us.

I mean to him, I was just a copper who happened to be his dad.

No, I don't believe that.

Nick... kids need both their parents.

Not these newfangled notions.

Then maybe I should give up my job.

Fancy a cup of tea?

No thanks, James. I'm a bit tired.

I think I'll just go straight to bed.

I'd really like a word with you.

Have you decided what you're going to do yet?

No, I'm still not sure.

I don't seem to be able to think very clearly at the moment.

Well, it's time you started.

Your work's beginning to suffer, you know that, don't you?

- Has someone complained? - Not yet.

Are you saying you want me to resign?

No, of course not. Sit down.

I'm talking to you as a friend and a colleague

trying to help you to sort things out.

You make it sound very simple.

Well, surely it comes down to straightforward choices.

You can stay here, work full time and have the baby looked after.

Or you can live permanently in Aidensfield,

come here two days a week.

You remember that's how we envisaged it at the start.

Yes, but the practice has grown.

- How would you manage? - I'd cope.

If things weren't running smoothly then we'd sit down and talk about it.

I really enjoy working in Whitby.

We're not about the rest of your life here, Kate.

This would be a temporary arrangement until the baby was older.

I don't want to lose you.

I'm sorry I've let you down.

Oh, that's ridiculous and you know it.

But you need to sort out your priorities.

And at the moment, you're just not facing up to them.

Don't forget how lucky you are.

Lucky? How?

In having a husband as supportive as Nick.

(Phil, turn it off!)

What's up?

There's lead all round the top of that tower. Big sheets of it.

Go and get it then. Go on.

Snakey, don't take this the wrong way, but you're a moron.

It's dangerous.

What's up mate? Chicken?

What did you say?

(CLUCKS)

Third time lucky.

AAARGH!!

- Get out of here. Run! - Is he dead?

God knows. Move it!

We can't leave him. We have to go back up.

We're going out of here!

Are you crazy? That's Mike up there!

He screamed. Someone will have heard of it.

You'll get nicked!

I'm not leaving him!

- He'd have left you! - No, he wouldn't!

I'm the one who takes care of you!

First phonebox and I'm phoning an ambulance!

Try dialling with a broken arm. Now move!

- Morning. - Morning.

Have you got a local call?

No.

Can we talk?

Yeah.

You okay?

I suppose so.

Cup of tea?

PHONE RINGS Oh, damn.

Aidensfield Police.

Have you called an ambulance?

Right, I'll be straight there.

Are you the bloke that phone me?

Aye. As a matter of fact, I want a word with you anyway.

It'll have to wait.

Hold on. What's the idea of bad- mouthing me off to me uncle?

Who are you?

Eddie Clough.

The chimney sweep?

Yeah. Who did you think I was, Santa Claus?

I'm sure he's still alive. I saw him move.

We'll never gonna get him down from up there.

I'll go and phone the fire brigade.

You want me to go up and see if he's alright?

I've got my ladders with me.

Do you know anything about first aid?

No.

Oh...

Well I'd better come with you.

What's wrong, you got a head for heights, then?

It's not my head I'm worried about. Come on.

Kate!

Okay? If you're feeling dizzy, don't look down.

Just look out to the horizon, okay?

Thanks.

Kate!

She shouldn't be up there.

She's only trying to help.

She's pregnant.

Oh... I didn't know.

Who are you?

I'm a doctor. Don't move.

What's happening?

Don't talk either. I'm giving you an injection.

May hurt a bit, but it'll make you feel better.

We'll try and get you down from here as soon as we can.

And don't go pestering the lads.

Where the hell have they gone?

How is he?

Impossible to assess until we get him to hospital, but not good.

Thanks for your help, Eddie. You probably saved his life.

Ha, that's alright. Just tell him not only

chimney sweeps that can climb on the roofs, eh.

How long before he's fit for questioning?

I really don't know.

He's going straight into the operating theatre.

Right Rowan, get yourself over to Greengrass's.

The old guy must have known what was going on.

I'll get on to Catterick Camp

see what I can find out about these lads.

Oh uh, Dr. Rowan, I nearly forgot.

Well done.

Yeah. Well done, Dr. Rowan!

Nick!

You shouldn't have gone up there. What if you'd slipped?

- I didn't. - You could have lost the baby.

- But I didn't. - Or maybe that's what you want.

Oh, come on, Nick!

All right, all right. I'm... I'm sorry.

Look, I'm pregnant. I'm not an invalid.

I really wish you hadn't done that.

It's my job.

They must have slipped away in the middle of the night.

I tell you summat.

If I'd known they've been nicking lead, I'd have charged 'em more!

Must be old age, Claude.

Time was when you knew everything that went on around here.

I know who they visited the other day.

Cos I saw their bikes parked in his lane.

- Who? - Will Bentley.

Runs a small holdin' up on Calder Dyke.

He's ex-army and all. Bit of a magpie.

Owt you want, he can lay his hands on.

He knows how to get rid of stuff too.

Anything else you want to tell me?

Ah, he's got a truck. Bedford tipper.

Registered number, BPY 72.

You're vicious when you're angry, Claude.

They shouldn't have left me out of it, should they?

I don't supposed there's any reward for information received?

RADIO: "Control to Delta Alpha 24."

Excuse me.

Ask him if he wants to speak to me.

Yes, sarge?

Our lads are due back at Catterick Camp at 0700 hours tomorrow.

Well, it's a bit of a long shot, Sarge,

but I think I know where they might be.

Well don't go tackling them on your own, Rowan.

They were trained in the swamps of Borneo.

Mike's been in worse situations.

Not on his own! We shouldn't have left him.

He got careless!

Mike could be dead, for God's sake!

Good! Then we wouldn't have to worry about him keeping his trap shut will we?

Hey, what... what are you going to do, eh?!

Back off, you two! I'm sick of refereeing.

Come on, let him have a go. I'll kill him!

The deal was, you borrowed the truck and I fenced the gear.

- Mike said nothing could go wrong. - Technical hitch, alright?

Look, Phil and me, we'll report for duty in the morning, as usual.

Anyone asks about Mike's night time manoeuvres, we know nothing.

Yeah, and Mike goes to jail.

♪ THE WHO "MAGIC BUS"

♪ Every day I get in the queue

CHORUS: ♪ Too much the magic bus

♪ To get on the bus that takes me to you

♪ Too much the magic bus

♪ I'm so nervous I just sit and smile

♪ Too much the magic bus

♪ The house is only another mile ♪

This is the one.

Let's have a look.

Someone's been busy.

Come on.

♪ ...but can I buy your magic bus?

♪ Too much the magic bus... ♪

Here, sarge. What about firearms?

Oh, more than likely. He is ex-army.

Let's face it, Ventress.

All we've got on our side is the element of surprise.

Sarge, the lorry's parked round the back, stacked full of lead.

Ventress, you take Bellamy and Rogers round the back.

Rowan, you're with me.

And Ventress, when you hear us go through the front door, move.

Be careful.

I'm not moving that lead until things quieten down. Now get out!

Well, pay us and we'll go.

No to payment.

Consider it compensation for the trouble you've caused me.

Come on, Snakey. Let's get out of here.

Move it. Go, go, go!

You imbeciles, you've brought the coppers with you!

Hey soldier.

Don't be stupid.

I'm trying for this pal, you ain't.

When I was a soldier, we protected our own.

We didn't abandon them to the enemy.

Mike all right?

If he ever walks again, it'll be no thanks to you.

Right. Let's get this vermin outside!

Are you alright, Rowan?

Yes thanks, sarge.

Get that hand seen to if I were you.

Well, well done. It was a good result.

Good result? I had it down to the chimney sweep.

You know what you should do now?

What's that, sarge?

Go and see a doctor.

You'd have done the same.

No, I wouldn't.

I don't believe you.

I've got two children, Kate.

They're what's most important to me. It's not worth the risk.

I had no choice.

It's up... slightly.

So how long are you going to go on trying to prove you're superhuman?

Doctor, wife, mother?

I thought you said yesterday that I wasn't pulling my weight.

I was talking about quality of work, not quantity.

Why are you so determined to make this difficult for yourself?

It is difficult.

Only because you set yourself such impossible targets.

Why not settle for being human, like the rest of us?

I just feel that if I don't keep pushing myself, it'll all be taken away from me.

Why? You've made it. You're a successful GP.

Oh, Kate.

Perhaps this compulsion for hard work is about something else.

What do you mean?

Well if I were you, I'd ask myself

what it was I was running away from.

Hiya.

It's been quite a day.

Yeah.

What happened to your hand?

I was making an arrest. They had a knife.

Oh Nick.

It's my job.

Let me have a look at it.

No, that's alright. The hospital took care of it.

It wasn't just you.

Sorry?

I'd imagined it as well.

Your face when I told you we were going to have a baby.

It should have been special.

I spoilt it.

Everything's spoiled.

Come here.

I'm frightened, Nick.

It's all going wrong.

No, it's not.

I love you.

I know.

Well, that's all right, then.

I love you too.

Well, that's even better.

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me? ♪

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