All language subtitles for Heartbeat S04EP15 A bird in hand

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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

♪ He ain't heavy, he's my brother
(The Hollies)

♪ The road is long

♪ With many a winding turn

♪ That leads us to who knows where

I've left you some eggs.

Mr. Abbott?

Thank you.

Will you check the lower fields?

Been done. Everything's fine.

And the barns? Your hens all in?

Cos if a fox came, I doubt I'd hear.

Don't you worry about that.
They're all safe and sound.

Good night, then.

That man Pitts has been up again.

He can't get it into his head
that I won't be bought out.

You mustn't let him
upset you, Mr. Abbott.

Good night, Frank. God bless you.

♪ For I know

♪ He would not encumber me

♪ He ain't heavy

♪ He's my brother

BANG

BANGING

♪ If I'm laden

♪ At all

♪ I'm laden

♪ With sadness

♪ That everyone's heart

♪ Isn't filled with the gladness

♪ Of love

♪ For one another

♪ It's a long, long road

♪ From which there is no return... ♪

You see? I feel fine now.

Okay, back to work tomorrow.

But you've got to start
taking things a bit easier.

Ya, I keep telling her to slow down.

I will.

Fat chance of me doing anything else
with you both watching me like hawks.

There's no need to come
over to Whitby tomorrow.

I'll see how I feel.

Trust me.

Hmm.

I'll see myself out.

Good night, Nick.

Bye, James.

- Good night.
- Good night.

He's right, you know.

You should take
things a bit easier.

Look, I promise I'll be careful.

PHONE

Aidensfield Police.

Yeah. Hang on.

Kate, is James still there?

I just heard him drive off.
Who is it?

Who is it, please?

Right. Hang on.

It's Mrs. Shields,
about her daughter.

Right, I'll come and talk to her.

How long has she
had a temperature?

She had one yesterday
but she was fine this morning.

It just shot up again tonight.

Is it the flu?

It could be, but I don't
know where she got it from.

We haven't seen
any cases for weeks.

Has anyone been off
school in your class, Jane?

No.

Have you been sick at all?

I was yesterday.

Let's have a look at your tummy.

Right...

...breathe in.

Ow.

Is that sore?

Yeah.

It probably is just flu, but I'm going
to do some blood tests to make sure.

Will it hurt?

It will a bit.

But you look pretty brave to me.

RADIO:
♪ Roy Orbison: 'In Dreams'

- Kate!
- Did I give you a fright?

No, no.

Is everything all right?

I'm not sure.

Why, what's up?

Well, it looks like the
little girl's got flu,

but her spleen seems quite enlarged
so I've taken a blood sample.

Has this car shrunk?!

TERRIFYING SCREECH

Toast?

Yes, please. Crust.

No. I've already eaten it.

Not still doing your
homework, are you?

Well, I think it's something
more than flu.

And I don't want
to miss any clues.

Aidensfield Police.

Yeah.

Would you know whose they are?

Have you told them?

All right,
I'll come up and take a look.

It's Mr. Pitts complaining
about sheep on his land.

He's a farmer, isn't he?

Rossendale Farm. That's up
near the Shields' place, isn't it?

UH-huh. Maybe I'll see you up there.

Morning, Ventress.

Morning, Sarge.

Busy morning, Ventress?

Uh, very quiet so far, Sarge.

Oh, that's just as well.
This place smells like a caff.

If it's not cigarette smoke,
it's fried bacon.

Now do something about it.

Straightaway, Sarge.

Oh uh, Sarge, there
was one telephone call,

from the vicar of St.
Michael's at Eltering.

Alright. What did he want?

Well, he wanted someone
to go down there.

He was a bit vague about it, Sarge.

Right, well, give Rowan a call.
Let him deal with it.

Right, Sarge.

That's after you've stopped
your sandwich leaking grease

all over the inside
of your desk drawer.

So where are the sheep now?

Back where they should be.

Abbott's lad came and rounded 'em
up when I was on the phone to you.

No harm done, then?

This time. He's past it.

Got no control over
the place any more.

What about his lad?

Ah, he's no more a
farmer than I can fly.

Don't think he's even
interested in farming.

Well I can hardly
arrest him for that.

There's always summat going wrong.

The old boy can't cope.
I mean, he should be in a home.

Can't you put a doctor on to him?

It's not as simple as that, Mr. Pitts.

We have to take our cows past his
place twice a day to the pastures.

I can see it's going to rapid ruin.

Mr. Abbot's causing you problems.

I can ask him to take
more care of his stock.

I can hardly ask him to
close the place down.

What do you mean?
You've lost one?!

She escaped while I
was transferring them.

How long ago?

Two days. I've been looking.

You had better get it back!
I've taken money for it already!

And if I can't deliver,
it's coming out of your share.

She'll not have gone far.
I'll find her.

I hope you do.
I hope you do, for your sake.

Frank? What's going on?

Nothing to worry about, Mr. Abbott.

Who's this?

He brings the feed for me chickens.

How do?

You're quite sure that old fossil
doesn't know what you're doing?

Aye. No problem.

Good. Now get this mess sorted out.

Cos if you can't handle the operation,
I'll shall go elsewhere.

The old man's a menace to himself.

Sooner or later that'll
affect all of us.

I'll go and talk to him, Mr. Pitts.

RADIO: "Delta Alpha 2-4.
Control to Delta Alpha 2-4."

Delta Alpha 2-4.
What's up, Al?

"Blaketon says get yourself down
to St. Michael's Church, Eltering."

Yeah, right. On my way.

Do you have any cows
or goats, Mrs. Shields?

No, we don't keep any livestock.

My brother Frank, he keeps
his chickens up at Mr. Abbott's.

Is there anywhere Jane could
get unpasteurised milk?

It's possible. I don't know.

We've ours delivered.

Hello, Jane.

Hello, you pair.

How are you feeling?

Okay.

Jane, have you drunk milk on
any of the farms round here?

When I went to get eggs from Frank.

Mr. Abbott give me a
glass from his churn.

Said that I'd never tasted fresher.

Has she caught summat from it?

We'll have to wait for
the results of the test.

But she may have brucellosis.

Evening.

Late on shift again, Bellamy?

I was er... giving directions.

Oh, aye? For twenty minutes?

They were foreigners, Sarge.

Were they really?

Well, Bellamy, now that you've done
your bit for international relations,

you can help Ventress
clean up this duty room.

This entire station's a disgrace!

The bits that aren't covered in dust
are covered in Ventress's dinner!

Oh! It's good of you to come
along so quickly, Constable.

But I fear I may be making
a fuss about nothing.

What's happened?

It could have been
any time yesterday.

Or last night.

What could?

Oh, yes.

Er, I noticed it this morning.

The lock on the chest,
it's been tampered with.

What do you keep in there?

Parish records, but also a chalice,

a silver plate and a small
amount of petty cash.

But I've checked and
nothing's been taken.

Mr. Abbott?

Mr. Abbott.

Yes?

I'm Dr. Rowan.

What happened to the other one?
Ferrenby?

He died last year.

I was his partner.

I haven't seen a
doctor in ten years.

What brings you here?

I've got a patient with
suspected brucellosis.

- Young Jane Shields.
- Aye?

She said you gave her
some milk last week.

Aye, I did.

Do you pasteurise your milk?

No. Never have done.

If the disease is confirmed,
we'll need to test the milk.

You see, you could be in danger too.

I don't know about brucellosis,
but I know one thing.

There's nothing wrong
with my animals.

I hope you're right.

But I'll have to arrange
the tests anyway.

Well, you'll excuse me if I don't
come with you to the gate.

Only I'm not as quick
as I used to be.

Of course not.

Goodbye, Mr. Abbott.

Bye.

♪ I saw her today at the reception

♪ A glass of wine in her hand

♪ I thought she would
meet her connection

♪ At her feet was a footloose man

♪ No, you can't always
get what you want

♪ You can't always get what you want

♪ You can't always get what you want

♪ But if you try sometime... ♪

Christine!

Oh, hello, Dr. Rowan.

I hear you're coming
back to work again.

Yes, well, I've only
been off three days.

What are you doing?

Well, I thought I'd better make
sure your files are straight,

now that Dr. Radcliffe is
spending so much time here.

But those are Alex
Ferrenby's archives.

I know. It's marvellous to
have such complete records.

Did the practice cover Garford then?

About fifty years ago, yes.

I love local history.

It's wonderful what you
can find when you look.

Did you know that
Christine's got the

entire practice records
all over the floor.

Yes, sorry about that, but er,

she was determined
to sort the files out.

She might have asked first!

They go back so far, most of
the patients must be long gone.

She's only trying
to be helpful, Kate.

I think I've got my first
case of brucellosis.

Any idea where it's come from?

There's a small holding
on Rossendale Moor.

It belongs to an elderly man.

He's only got a few cows,
so he doesn't pasteurise the milk.

Not Tom Abbott?

Yes. Do you know him?

Sort of. He's a very distant relative.
I haven't seen him for ages though.

Well, I think he might be the source.

He's an odd sort, is old Tom.

Man of few words and deep thoughts.
Used to be a preacher.

He can seem quite blunt as I recall.

Everything all right, Frank?

Course it is.
Why shouldn't it be?

Oh, I didn't like the look
of that seed salesman.

Oh, he's all right.
He's got a great eye for a bird.

Aye. Three visitors in two days.

Looks like trouble to me.

You haven't changed your
mind about Mr. Pitts's offer?

- No.
- Well, that's all right, then.

I'll see you're okay here.

We don't want anything to change.

Are you all right?

I'm feeling a bit rough today.

Must have been doing too much.

You don't look right.

Frank, will you help me inside?

♪ You can't always get what you want

♪ You can't always get what you want

♪ You can't always get what you want

Alfred! Come here, come here.

♪ But if you try sometime

♪ You might find

♪ You get what you need

Alfred, you are magic.

You're going to get yourself
some crisps, my son.

BARKS

It's me nan's birthday today.

Where do you think
you're off to, Ventress?

Oh, Allotments Committee, Sarge.

The Committee's off.

I'm allotting you the patrol car.

Just push your face round all
the local churchyards. Night.

You're a sport, Alf.

♪ Oh, no!

♪ My defence is down
And you've got me shaking

♪ Ba ba, ba-ba-ba, ba ba ba ba

♪ You've got me so
That my nerves are breaking

♪ Ba ba, ba-ba-ba, ba ba ba ba

♪ If you knew me
Like I know you, girl

♪ Your knees would bend
And your hair would curl

♪ You think of me only
Like no-one else

♪ Cos when I'm with you,
I can't control myself

♪ I've got this feeling
That's inside of me ♪

LOUD SPLASH

♪ Bach: 'Air on a G string'

TERRIFYING SCREECH

SCREECH

SCREECH

So what do you want me to do?

I can't tell you yet.

How am I supposed to help you if
I don't know what I'm looking for?

Just remember that walls
have ears, will you?

You know what they're
saying in Yorkshire.

"See all, hear all and say nowt."

Yeah. And eat all,
drink all and pay nowt!

I'll see you first thing in the
morning outside the library.

What, you're improving
your mind, Claude?

- Hello, Gina.
- Hi, Nick.

Nothing wrong with
my mind, Constable.

Not like some people I know who
seem to have nasty suspicious ones.

I hear you've been seen hanging
round the churchyard at Garford.

Have I now?

I don't supposed you've been
up to St. Michael's as well?

Could have been.
What's it got to do with you?

Ah, just my nasty suspicious mind.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Nick... Nick, can I have a word?

Yeah.

Look, I've uh...
I've had a bit of bad luck.

I ran into some sheep,
up on Rossendale Moor.

You haven't pranged
the car again, have you?

Er... no. I left it in the river.

In the river?

You haven't got any reports
of noises up there?

What sort of noises?

Screeches and such.

Uh-huh huh?

What's up? Ghosties and ghoulies been
putting the wind up you, have they?

Of course not.

You probably heard Sally Tanner,

what was brutally done to
death up there before the war.

More than likely.

Ah, they do say on a moonlit night

you can sometimes hear
her screeching for mercy.

Well, I've never heard it.

Yeah? I know a lot of people as have.

As a matter of fact,
I've heard it myself.

Uh you uh, you couldn't give me
a hand to get the sheep back in?

And I'd like your advice
about the car.

Yeah, all right.

It'll be all right, Alf.

I'll get the boys from Ashfordly
to tow it out in the morning.

What were you doing here anyway?

Blaketon asked me to check
out all the local churches.

So where is all the sheep?

They must have gone back in.

Maybe somebody rounded them up.

It'll be that lot from
Abbott's farm again.

No sign of your banshees, Alf.

All right, all right.

But I definitely heard something odd.

Yeah, I believe you.

I don't know about Old
Mother Blaketon, though.

♪ Sunshine came softly
through my window today

♪ Could have tripped out easy
but I've changed my way

♪ It'll take time, I know it

♪ But in a while

♪ You're gonna be
mine and I know it

♪ We'll do it in style

♪ Cos I've made my mind up

♪ You're going to be mine

♪ I'll tell you right now

♪ Any trick in the book, now, baby

♪ All that I can find

♪ Everybody's hustling just
to have a little scene... ♪

You took your time, didn't you?

It's alright for you.
I don't even know what I'm here for.

Come here.

Read that.

Some Australian is looking
for his long-lost twin brother.

So that's it? How much of
the reward am I gonna get?

We'll sort that out at
the next board meeting.

My client is getting very crossed.

He wants both delivered
by the end of the week

or he's pulling out of the deal.

Tell you I saw her.
I was that close.

Well, that is no good to me, is it?

If he drops out, it will be your
job to find somebody else

who's not fussed where they're from.

I'll find her.
I know where she's roosting.

Listen, we have a very
sweet operation here.

I'll find her by the
end of the week.

I don't want any more
of your problems.

The old man's been
asked to sell up again.

Will he?

No. He'll be carried
out of here in a box.

Good. Let's keep it that way.

There's a lot of money
gone into this setup.

And you'll get your cut.

I know. I know.

MOTORBIKE

Stay here while I see who that is.

Mr. Abbott around?

No. He's gone out.

Are they your sheep in the
field up by the main road?

Aye. Well, they're Mr. Abbott's.

They caused an accident last night.

We've had complaints
about them straying before.

There's always about
half a dozen getting out.

Regular Houdinis!

Yeah, well, there's no mystery
as to how they got out last night.

There's a section of wall come down.

I'm on my way to fix it now.

It looks like someone backed into it.

So it's not our fault, then.

That's not the point.

Do you have any other damaged walls?

Nothing like that.

They're just old.

I'll go up there now.

Ventress!

The report's on your desk, Sarge.

Is that all you have to say?

Uh, for the moment, Sarge.

And if it's not too much trouble.

Will you reassure me that
your report will explain

just why you seem incapable of getting
behind the wheel of a police car

without crashing it, running out of
petrol or dumping it in a river?!

Well, I had a bit of a run-in
with some sheep.

And Nick Rowan's having a word
with the farmer this morning.

Then I shall await further
developments with interest.

SAWING

Good morning, Tom.

It's been a while since we met.

I should have guessed
you'd be up before too long.

How are you?

How are those daughters of yours?

You never brought
them up to see me.

They're well. Thank you.

- How are you?
- Older.

That goes for all of us.

Aye. Some more than others.

I'm sorry we haven't
kept in touch more.

Aye, well, I reckoned you'd had enough
on your plate after Laura's death,

God rest her soul.

I'm also sorry we've got to meet
because of this business.

Is this what that young
lass was on about?

Kate Rowan, yes.

The little girl. The case of
brucellosis, it's confirmed.

Will she be all right?

I hope so.
It's a hard one to beat.

Well, I'm sorry
about the little girl.

But I told Dr. Rowan
and I'm telling you

there's nothing wrong
with my animals.

I don't farm for profit. Just for me.

To keep body and soul together.

All I want is to be left in peace.

I've had to call the vet in, Tom.

There's no need for that.

We've got no choice.

If the disease is confirmed here,

I've got to inform the
local Health Officer.

How much longer are you
going to stay up here, Tom?

I've no-one to pass it on to.

Don't you get any help?

I've got a lad, but all he
cares about are his fowls.

Hens and such.

He couldn't manage this on his own.

Look at it. It's falling apart.

Why don't you sell up?

I could help you find
somewhere more manageable.

I've lived here most of my life.

I can't imagine moving anywhere else.

That van that was here earlier,
whose is it?

Belongs to the bloke who
delivers my chicken feed.

I dunno about the car.

It's Dr. Radcliffe's.

I thought you said
Mr. Abbott was out.

Well you know how it is.

I didn't want you worrying him.

I see to things up here.

- Morning, Nick.
- Hello, James.

- You Frank?
- Aye.

Right, how do you do?

We need to get the vet
up here this afternoon.

He'll want all the
stock kept close by.

Have you got any pigs or goats?

Two goats.

He'll want to see them as well.

Are my fowl alright?

Fine, they won't be affected.

It's people we need to worry about.

Claude, this is hopeless.

Just keep looking.
It's got to be here somewhere.

Are you sure the bloke at
the desk said to look here?

Yeah.

Sorry. Let me see the advert again.

What for? It's not changed.

Well, he'd better be worth finding.

Where's the polish gone?

It's there, on your desk.

I left it here.

Are you sure?

Course I'm sure.

Good morning, sir.
Can I help you?

I want to see Sgt Blaketon.
He's still in charge here?

I'll get him for you.

What can we do you for, Mr. uh...?

Ronald Pitts.
I want to make a complaint.

About what?

Your man down at Aidensfield.

PC Rowan?

Aye. Says he'll sort summat out,
then does nowt about it.

Well, you'd best come through
to my office, Mr. Pitts.

Do you think we ought to warn him?

He'll find out soon enough.

He said we're looking
in the wrong place.

We've got to search
through all these.

Stop moaning and let's get looking!

I want more than 20%
for doing all this.

What would you say to 40%?

Thirty.

Done.

Yeah.

Anybody home?

James! Come on up.

What are you doing?

Knitting.

What expectant mothers do, isn't it?

I'll get Jenny to give
you a few pointers.

She's been knitting entire
outfits for her dolls recently.

Thanks.

Anything new?

Hmm. Looks like Tom's coming
down with brucellosis as well.

Oh dear. At his age
it could be serious.

At his age, he shouldn't still be
trying to scratch a living on the moors.

Has he thought of retiring?

I suggested it,
but it didn't go down too well.

I feel badly that I haven't kept
in touch with the old boy.

It's only when you see a
place falling apart like that

that you realise how much
can go wrong with a farm.

- I don't believe it.
- What?

I can't find my lunch box.

I reckoned it's that spook.

We'll be able to find it now.
It's bound to get indigestion!

- Hello, Phil.
- Oh, Nick, Nick.

- We had a Mr. Pitts in earlier.
- Rowan! My office! Now!

What have you done with my lunch?

Yes, Sarge?

I just had a Mr. Pitts in here
complaining about you.

What for?

Well, apparently yesterday, he told
you about stock all over the place

from Abbott's ground and
you did nowt about it.

Well, that's all cleared up now, Sarge.

That's not the point, Rowan.

If you'd read the riot act as
you were asked yesterday,

then that idiot wouldn't have to drive
a police car into the middle of a ford!

What's going on up there?

Well, the place is a shamble, Sarge.

Old man Abbott's barely
capable of running it.

Why didn't you sort
it out yesterday?

Well, you called me out on
that church break-in, Sarge.

Another example of
a spectacular lack of

progress on your part,
I suppose, Rowan.

No, Sarge.

We do have a lead on someone
seen acting unusually

near a number of churches.

Oh, aye? And who might that be?

Greengrass, Sarge.

Here, look! There's a Radcliffe.

Radcliffe?

Listed at the same address.

What as, Chadwick?

Yeah.

Yeah, well, what about it?

Well, Kate Rowan's partner
is called Dr. Radcliffe.

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

I wonder if he knows owt about it.

Be worth finding out.

Doctor, before we start,

I couldn't help noticing
something from the files.

Did some of your family
come from Garford?

On my mother's side, yes.
My grandfather lived there for a while.

Was he part of a large family?

Quite large, yes.

And he had several cousins?

Did he?

Why on earth are you asking me?

PHONE RINGS

Excuse me.

- Surgery.
- James, it's Kate.

I just heard from the lab.

The milk sample from Mr. Abbott
is clear of brucellosis.

Right. Well, if Tom Abbott's
blood test proved positive,

then the infection must have come
from somewhere else on the farm.

I'll give you a call
when I get the result.

Uh, Christine, my
grandfather's cousins.

You were saying...?

Yes. Where are they living now?

I've no idea.

Apart from one.

You can lie back now.

How long have you had
those spots on your chest?

The last day or so.

And the cough?

Same.

Is it brucellosis?

Maybe, but you've got
pneumonia as well.

I'll be back in a second.

I'm going to go with
him to the hospital.

- Okay.
- How is he?

He's got pneumonia and
it's developing rapidly.

Will he be all right?

I can't say yet.

Daft, the old boy working like that.

(CROAKS) Mr. Pitts.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

Come in.
With you in a moment.

Right.

I'm sorry to trouble you doctor.

But I thought I ought to
come to you with my arms.

Yes. Take a seat, Mr. uh..

Greengrass. Claude Jeremiah.

I am on your books but
I usually see Dr. Ronan.

Who?

Kate Ronan.

Oh, yes, of course.

What seems to be the problem?

Oh, uh... pains.
Terrible pains in the arms.

Whereabouts?

Well, they seem to travel
about a lot, you know.

But I think that might
have something to do

with the fact that I travel
about a lot myself, you know.

Mind you, I've never been abroad.

I've always fancied going to
Australia. Ever been there?

No, I haven't.

I've got a lot of relatives
there, you know. Have you?

SAWING

Frank,

Mr. Abbott was taken
into hospital last night.

He's got pneumonia.

Oh?

Yeah. Mr. Pitts found him
collapsed by that broken wall.

Will he be all right?

I don't know.

I think that wall was knocked down
deliberately, so the sheep would stray.

What do you think?

I wondered.

Why didn't you tell me?

Like I say, I wondered.

Mr. Abbott likes to
keep things quiet.

He said the law will provide.
"Blessed are the meek."

Yeah. Well, even so, they could do
with a helping hand now and again.

Why would Pitts want to
make trouble for this place?

He wants to buy it.

He owns the land on both sides.

If he had this too,
his place would be worth more.

So how was surgery?

Nothing spectacular this morning.

We took Tom Abbott
into hospital last night.

You don't need to do night calls, Kate.
You should have phoned me.

What's the problem with Tom?

Well, it looks like pneumonia,

but he's got a rash of
row spots on his chest

almost like typhoid fever.

I know the place
is a bit backward

but I would have thought
we could discount that.

His blood test shows
clear of brucellosis,

so we'll have to look elsewhere.

I'll ring the Health Officer.

By the way, I had a man this
morning called Greengrass.

How do you cope with him?

Claude?

What was the matter with him?

He seemed perfectly all right.

Let's just say he's one of the
hazards of rural practice!

PARROT: Hello!

♪ When Mr. Slater's
parrot says "Hello"

♪ A geezer likes to
get one on the go

♪ We love to hear him squawk

♪ We like to hear him squeak

♪ We like to see him biting
fingers in his horny beak

♪ Sometimes he wants to
whistle through his nose

♪ Whilst picking up a
peanut with his toes

♪ If Johnny Morris had
him on his show

♪ You'd hear the curate's
favourite say

PARROT: Hello! ♪

Yes.

Yes, yes, I will. And thank
you very much for your help.

Bye-bye.

Once he gets going,
he just doesn't stop.

Who doesn't?

The Health Officer.

Hello.

Anyway, he said the last case
of brucellosis in the area

was a few years ago.

It was reported on
Rossendale Farm.

Well, if they had it then,
they've got it now.

You can't get rid of it.

I still don't see how Jane Shields
drank infected milk at Tom's place.

Unless someone else put it there.

Who'd do that?

Thanks.

Pitts might.

You're telling me that Pitts took
some infected milk from his farm

and added it to Abbott's churn?

Well, we know he
trying to get Abbott out.

So, maybe he's making trouble.

Now I think we can prove
he knocked down that wall.

Now, there's a big difference between
"I think" and "We can prove".

Bellamy, where is Ventress?

Oh, he's popped out, Sarge.

Well, when he's had his fag,
tell him we're off to see Mr. Pitts.

Sarge.

I told you there was nothing
wrong with my stock.

Aye. But there is
something wrong with you.

And we don't yet know what it is.

I will be all right, won't I?

I don't see any reason why not.

But how long you can cope with
the farm, that's another matter.

James.

Excuse me.

They've done more tests for
animal-related infections

and his blood is showing
traces of psittacosis.

Tom, do you have any
caged birds at the farm?

Budgies, parrots, that sort of thing?

The only birds we have on the farm
are Frank's fowls. Hens and such.

Don't reckon he has
any parrots there.

There you are, Sarge.
Like Cinderella.

Fair enough.

Now, where is Mr. Pitts, then?

KNOCKING

All right.

What's the matter with you, Claude?
Can't you sleep?

I want to use the phone.

Can't you use the call box?

I've got no change.

It's to claim the reward.

Have you found out who it is, then?

I certainly have.

Are you phoning the Australian?

I certainly am.

Hey, hey, hey, what's he doing?

You can't call Australia
on my phone bill!

He's only in York.

And with the money we've got coming,
we can afford the odd phone call.

Could I speak to Mr. Mason, please?

What's he on about, Gina?

It's a bit complicated, Uncle George.

Uh, Mr. Mason?
My name's Greengrass.

Uh, Claude, yes.
Greengrass Investigations Ltd.

Regarding your advert for
your long-lost relative.

Delighted to let you know one of
my investigators has found him.

So I was wondering when I could
come round to sort out the reward.

What?

When were that?

I see. Right.

I don't suppose you've got any
other relatives you want finding?

No, no. Thank you.

Somebody's beat us to it.

Great!

Hey, what about the phone call?

Put it on the slate.

Mr. Pitts!

Can I help you?

I understand you had an outbreak
of brucellosis a few years back.

That's no secret.

And once a cow's got it,
it can't be cured. Is that right?

My cows are no danger to anyone.

We pasteurise the milk.

We've got a sick girl who's
been infected by your milk.

The way we reckoned
before it was pasteurised,

you took infected milk from your
farm and added it to Abbott's.

That's outrageous!

There's also the question
of malicious damage.

What?

That wall you knocked down.

You'll be hearing from us...
Mr. Pitts.

What are we doing here, Rowan?

That van's been up here
twice in two days, Sarge.

So?

Well, Frank told me it
was his feed merchant.

Feed?

Twice in two days?

Come on. Let's take a look.

Are you all right?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.
Go and get another one, go on.

You can manage that.

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello!

♪ PARROT: Hello! ♪

Hello.

Hello?

What have you got in there?

Birds.

Mind if we take a look?

My pleasure.

They're mine.

What are they doing here?

He's been looking after them for
me and now I'm taking 'em back.

Hello, Frank.

Why all the secrecy?

They don't like being moved, you see.

No, I mean keeping 'em up here.

Can I have a look at
your driving licence?

Got quite a collection here, Frank.

Do these all belong to
your seed merchant?

Mr. Thorpe, aye.

Has he been keeping 'em
up here for some time?

Aye.

Phillips. Min of Ag vet.
Had a call from James Radcliffe.

Mr. Abbott has got psittacosis.

He must have caught it here.

Mind you, these look good specimens.

Mr. Abbott's got psittacosis?

Yes. A serious case, I gather.

How did that happen?

Oh, anyone can catch it.
It's highly contagious.

Mind you, there doesn't
seem to be any danger now.

You can usually tell a
sick parrot at a glance.

Where did you get these birds from?

I dunno. I just keep 'em
till the fuss dies down.

What fuss?

Are they stolen?

Aye. He sells 'em on.

SCREECH

I take it that's the ghost
of Rossendale Moor!

Mr. Abbott?

Mr. Abbott.

- Hello.
- Hello.

We've worked out what's wrong.
And it can be cured with antibiotics.

What is it?

Psittacosis.

I thought you could only
catch that from parrots.

You can get it from various species.

So you should be
home in a few days.

Mr. Abbott, I'm afraid Frank's been
using your farm to keep stolen birds.

Now, we're not sure what
charges he'll be facing yet,

but I don't think he'll be
there to help you any more.

Frank's always been very good to me.

I don't think I can manage on my
own and I've no-one to pass it on to.

Who'll buy the farm now?

Pitts?

Looks like he'll get his hands
on it in the end after all.

I'll call in and see you later.

Thank you.

You've got a visitor, Mr. Abbott.

I don't believe it.

Who's that?

Local history can be so rewarding.

(AUSTRALIAN ACCENT)
Good to see you, brother.

I hear he's gonna build
Mr. Abbott a bungalow

and pay for some
help on the farm.

Yeah, must be rolling in it.

He's a millionaire.

Are you talking about
that Australian?

Yeah.

Yeah. All that hard
work for nothing!

So that's what you were doing in
Garford churchyard the other day.

- A pint?
- Yes, please, love.

What can I get you, Claude?

A large half.

Well, it's just as well you didn't get
that reward, I reckoned, Claude.

Why is that?

Cos I'd have made you give it to the
church for a new lock on that chest.

You can't prove a thing.

Well, there's some times
you don't need to.

♪ Heartbeat

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

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