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Sometimes I sit here feeling alone

No one to talk to, I got no telephone

for Jesus.

You open your mouth and you're down there with it, right?

Yeah. Ah!

Please.

Morning. Morning. Thanks, mate. Thanks, mate. Okay.

I thought you were going to turn the mains off.

I thought I'd just get milk first, mate. I'll teach a minute.

No, no, I can't. What? I told you, Ken, I'm going to Norris for a bath.

Look, you can stay here and wash in a bucket of cold water. That's fair

I'm going to Norris to have a nice hot bath and nothing's going to stop me.

Molly Codwell, that's what you are, mate. Nah.

Hello, Pam.

I guess we're turning the drill like I promised.

Is your manager all right?

Yeah. I don't think I was meant for this DIY stuff. Never got the hang of it.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

God,

look at the state of me.

That pillock Rocky is supposed to be helping me.

You all right?

Yeah.

No.

I don't know.

I don't know how to put it.

I don't know if I should. It feels awful coming to you behind his back.

Who's back?

It's John.

I don't know how to cope with him, Ken. I'm at the end of my tether.

All right, all right. Come on.

Come inside.

I'll have a cup of tea.

Haven't you tackled him on this?

Of course I have, over and over.

I've talked him to a brick wall.

He tells lies, he's rude.

He steals from me.

From me purse.

And that hurts.

Of course he's dropped out of college, dropped out of YTS.

All of which I could just about put up with.

But then there's this other business.

What, locking himself in his room?

Yeah, never coming down for his meals.

Lying up there on his bed all the time.

There's something wrong and I want to know what.

And this is all since Friday?

Yes.

Well, what happened then?

I don't know. Look, I'm worried, Ken. He's all I've got.

I keep coming back to it in my mind. Could it be drugs?

No. Look, it's the change in his personality.

It's supposed to be one of the signs, isn't it?

He used to be such a lovely boy.

Hardworking, polite.

Well, he's still got the job at the hospital.

Portering? He's got eight GCSEs.

It's not the sort of job Steve would want him to have.

Oh, I know it was kind of Dr Harlan.

He was only trying to help.

He knew I was worried about John when I went to him for the sleeping pills.

He got him the job at the hospital?

Yes. You see, that's what I hate, having to ask for help.

Only if Steve was still alive. If only he was here.

Look, I don't like having to bother other people.

It's no bother, right?

Your Steve lost his life in the fire service.

Helping you is the least I can do.

Any fireman would do the same.

Well, I don't want any charity, Ken.

I'll pay what it costs.

Else you don't get hired.

We shall see.

Bra.

Very pleased to meet you.

Det gleder mig att träffa dem.

Det gleder mig att träffa dem.

Det gleder mig att träffa dem.

Oh, come in, Arnold. Thank you very much.

Oh, look.

Head out on the highway looking for a bench up.

If I ever comes her way.

Have I forgotten something, Laura?

Is it a bank holiday I don't know about?

Harry, I'm sorry. I can't get Robbie out of the bathroom.

Well, you've got the bloody keys.

I've been waiting here half an hour.

Robbie! Sorry, Harry.

Are you deaf or something? Harry's on the phone. I don't care. Shut the door.

Ten minutes, Harry, all right?

No, it'll have to be, won't it?

Ah.

He wants us there in ten minutes.

Laura, I don't care. Shut the door.

Is that bloke going to be using the bathroom every day, Laura? Because if

can pay for it. Look, just shut the door, will you? And wash the bath out. I

spent an hour age acting after you yesterday.

Just shut the door!

Don't worry. I'll just have a chat with him. See how we get on.

Okay?

John?

I've got someone to see you.

John?

Oh, John.

This is Ken.

I expect you've seen each other around the village.

Hi, John.

Ken used to be a fireman like your dad.

He just moved to Rookham.

Orchard Cottage, just up the road there.

John? I was just wondering if you wanted any part -time work, you know, a bit of

decorating?

John, it's a very good offer, you know.

I'm on my way up there at the moment, if you want to come and see what I've got

in mind. Sorry, I've got to go to work.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I'll talk to him later.

It's OK.

I'll find out a bit more about it.

I'll call on this mark at Rook's Farm. Kick me away from that.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for a lake called Mark.

How do you lodge it there?

Inside, up the stairs on the left.

OK.

Ken Boo.

Good work with you.

John Strong.

Turn that off.

He's a friend of yours, I believe.

Who? John Strong.

His mum said you were mates.

Comes up here quite a lot, apparently.

I'm sorry, mate.

Someone's been pulling your leg.

Okay. Hello.

I was just looking for you.

Been up there talking to Mark about John.

John?

Mark's friend.

Comes up here quite often, I gather.

I'm afraid I leave my lodgers very much to their own devices.

Yeah. I really couldn't help you.

Okay, mate.

Thank you.

Who was he?

You tell me.

We haven't seen John for a few days.

Is he all right?

Yeah.

Try helping me for a change.

I mean, this Norwegian contract is vital, Ken. It's a big industrial site.

Long -term security contract and bottled water is a thing of the 90s.

Everything's under control, Harry. You, me, Laura, we're taking Mr.

Orlapsen out to dinner.

I mean, just think about it.

Hiring a private detective to spy on your own son.

She's a widow, Harry. She's on her own.

Ridiculous. All that boy needs, probably, is a bit of good old

discipline.

I mean, my father took the strap to me when I was 18.

And look at me.

Yeah.

Ken, I'll tell you this much. If I had kids... Oh, Ari, yeah. If Ari had kids,

he'd be a real old softy, wouldn't you?

He took

his time.

Come on.

I couldn't get to me.

I'm serious, John. I need it.

I just told you.

I couldn't get to me.

I tried, honestly. You have to try a bit harder, aren't you?

I'll come and get you at the hospital and don't let me down again, eh?

Don't be such a tart.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

She was out there this morning.

Oh, yeah, that's fun.

I know.

She looked all right.

So, stop worrying.

Nobody's said anything, have they?

No.

Well, then, everything's OK.

Except... What?

The bloke on the motorbike came up here asking me all sorts of questions. Did

you know that?

Why?

Are you going to manage on your own? Yes, yes, I'm fine, I'm fine. Keep close

behind me. I will, yeah.

Oh, brilliant, innit? Half price, Harry said.

Come round this blocky!

Oh, careful!

Sorry, mate.

Oh, yeah.

I'll soon have this plumbed in.

Then I won't have to go and bother Laura this weekend.

What makes you think you're going to be here this weekend?

And what makes you think you're going to be using my nice new bath?

Do you know what? I want you down the hospital.

You know what to do.

Get Laura's flat, mate, and show you where John is.

And get chatting to him. Suss out what you can.

Ken? What? Ken, come here.

Flowers.

All right, Lockie?

Yeah, hiya.

He's in the X -ray department.

Right.

Are you feeling all right?

Yeah, it's just... hospital's going to creeps. That's a nice injection.

Shut up.

He's over there, OK?

Right.

Yeah,

we're a private security firm working out of Nottingham.

Please sit down.

So, how can I help you?

Drugs. Drugs and young people.

Ah.

Yeah, I figure you must see quite a lot of kids during your work.

Get to know quite a lot about them.

Without giving any names, I mean, could you say if there was a drug problem

here, locally?

Well, you obviously don't know the district. Rookham is a very quiet place.

No pushers, addicts? No.

What about Rook's Farm?

I mean, lots of young people up there.

I'm sorry, Mr Boone, but I honestly can't help you.

Why don't you try the police, the drug squad? I'm sure they'd help you if you

explain the case you're working on.

I'm working for someone you know, actually.

Pam?

Lives just across there.

John's one of your patients, apparently.

Yes, he's a quiet lad, a bit of a loner, but drugs?

No, I wouldn't have thought so.

Sorry. OK.

I'm very grateful.

Yeah, it's me.

I've just had a private detective round.

No, I swear. Who is he? Who is he?

Oh!

You've opened your big mouth. No!

Eh?

Put somebody on to it.

I haven't told anyone anything.

I promise not.

I've got to get out of here and think.

I can't. I'm on duty.

Get back to the bridge and check it out. Just take the money.

It's not questioning money. You're coming with me.

You sure this is a place?

Yeah.

And you saw him give him a £20 note?

Yeah, then that other fellow, Mark, insisted they come out here and check.

Check what?

I don't know.

I mean, there's nothing here to see, is there?

Mind you, it would help if we knew what we're looking for.

If it is drugs, Ken, it'd all fit, wouldn't it?

The bloke at the farm, the money, the hospital.

And this could be some sort of drop.

You know, someone supplying the stuff and leaving it here to be picked up.

Ken.

Oi, Ken.

Laura, tonight... Yeah?

When you meet Mr. Olsen, I want you to look... Yeah?

Well, not just jeans and stuff.

I want you to look smart and... What's the expression?

Power -dressed?

Yes, exactly.

Exactly.

You see, Laura, Norwegian women are very stylish.

And I wouldn't want him to think that British girls were...

Well, I mean, no offence. I mean, I love the way you look. Harry, do you know

something? What?

Your bottle of schnapps isn't Norwegian.

What is it?

It's Swedish.

It's bloody not, is it?

Hey, Ken.

Ken, what do you think? I don't know. It's a lot more serious than I thought.

No, no, this, this, this, this.

Oh, yes, yes, fine.

You're going to need that.

I'm going to have another session at Rook's Farm. Now, hang on. I know, I

Olofsson's arriving tonight.

You will pick us up at five at my place. We will be there, I promise. Best bibs

and tuckers.

I'll get up to the hospital as soon as I can. Your flatmate's going to help us

out again? Yeah. Great. Come on.

Harry, I nearly forgot.

What? Wonderful.

Thank you. Good.

Likes the flowers, too.

What flowers?

I never sent him any flowers.

Do sit down.

An attempt to keep my brain alive.

Just a camera man, I'm afraid.

Many moons ago, I read English at Oxford.

Really? Beast things.

What?

Colostrum. A cow's first milk after carving.

No. No, thanks, mate.

So, uh, how long's Mark been staying here, then?

Mr Boone, let's get things straight, shall we?

I told you the other day I couldn't help you about John.

Yes. Well, I've since learned.

He's a friend of Mark's and he does come up here quite often.

And he's given Mark money.

I wondered if you might know why.

I'm not at all sure who you are.

I told you.

I live... I know what you've told me.

Let me make my position clear.

I rent out rooms to young people, right?

Partly because I like them.

Partly as some small contribution to the problem of homelessness.

So long as they behave themselves, I respect their privacy.

And I don't cry.

I got £40 from the bank yesterday. Put it in my purse. Now there's only 20.

Had it gone before John went to work?

I think so.

I'm not sure.

Only one of our chaps saw him giving some money to Mark.

The boy from Rook's Farm?

But why, Ken? That's what I want to know.

I had to wheel her up from casualty.

I can't remember her surname.

She left something on her trolley, you see.

Which night?

Friday.

Well, was it love or an accident?

An accident. Look under the water where they put accidents.

No female admissions at all on Friday night.

Unless you went to geriatric.

Geriatric?

Was she geriatric?

No.

I thought you said you could tie one. Yeah, well, I thought I could. I didn't

want to think I was your mother.

You're nothing like my mother. And that reminds me, I want you washed, shaved

and in a suit. Yes, Harry.

And at the cottage at Five Sharp, all right? Yes, Harry.

Yeah,

something about an accident.

An accident?

Yeah, that John bloke's been asking about an accident.

At the hospital?

Oh, Harry, you're still, will you?

Yeah, yeah.

Except there's nothing on the hospital records.

And she phoned Ted Hatchard and there's nothing on the police records either. Is

that the best you can do? Come here.

When was all this?

Friday. Yeah?

Friday? Wasn't that the day that... All right, Rocky, shut up. Yeah, but first

it looked like drugs, innit? Yeah, Rocky, all right, mate.

Ken, I've just had a thought... What about all that glass we found at the

bridge?

Come on, Hilary, did you check the records again?

Yeah, nothing.

But... Yeah?

Something really interesting.

Yeah?

I managed to track down the nurse on casualty on Friday night.

And... Yeah?

There was an accident.

Go on.

It's supposed to be a secret.

Apparently some woman came in around midnight.

With Dr Harlan.

Really?

I mean, who's Dr Harlan?

A GP.

He's often in the hospital seeing patients and that.

But on Friday night, he wasn't even on duty.

So? So he brought this woman in, had her x -rayed, and nothing was to be put on

record.

I mean, weird.

Who was she, his wife?

Must have been, I think.

Excuse me.

Are you Mrs. Holland?

Yes.

We've got the boom security.

Private investigations.

Well, the doctor's wife looks fine to me.

Well, it's scratch on her.

Mind you, the way she looked at me, you'd think I'd grown another head.

Weird.

Well,

it doesn't have to be his wife, does it?

The things I'd do for Harry Crawford.

Watch his dinner, do you like your book, do they?

There was a woman here earlier.

A patient?

She was asking about Friday evening.

Oh, yeah.

And an accident.

Really?

She said she was from the hospital records department.

Well, it's just a silly mistake. I don't think so.

Why did she think that I'd had an accident?

Hey, let's just leave it alone. I will not leave it alone.

I want to know what's going on.

Look, you've obviously had a long day with the kids. There's no point in just

taking it out on me. Where were you on Friday night?

There are other nights you don't come home.

Who are you seeing?

Oh blimey!

Yeah. Yeah, but we don't know when, do we? I mean, we don't know if it was on

Friday.

And anyway, what's all this got to do with drugs?

Ken.

You wait here.

What? Just hang on.

Can I help you?

Look at that!

Hey!

I really am sorry to come bursting in like this. Not at all. Your story sounds

intriguing.

Do sit down.

Now, then, a friend's son has fallen into bad company, and you want to know

about incidents on the bridge, is that it? Yeah, last Friday night.

It's very mysterious.

Do tell me, you're not some awful policeman, are you? Good Lord, no.

I told you... Oh, yes, of course, you live in the village.

Friday. Let me think.

Anything unusual?

Funny noises, people chatting, car doors banging.

Sorry.

We found a bit of a broken headlight down there in the grass, and a wing

Really? Any idea what it might have got there?

No, no, no idea at all.

You see, I'm out at work during the day, and away a good deal at the weekend, so

I'd probably miss most of what's going on.

All sorts of fun and games and leave my back turned, I expect.

Well, I wish I could help you, Mr Boone. I'm sorry.

Okay. Well, thanks for your time.

You must promise to come and have a drink with me properly sometime, Mr

mean, if you live in Rookham, we're practically neighbours, aren't we?

Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Fine.

Thanks.

Come on.

Well, did you look?

There's this woman.

Yeah, did you hear anything?

No, but her face, she'd hurt herself.

What, she had an accident?

Yeah. Yeah, an accident.

Come on, we've got to meet Harry, back at my place.

Was it the same man?

Oh, God, I'm finished, I'm finished. So you were the private detective?

Somebody's on to us.

Who the hell is it?

Boy?

Boy's mother?

Someone from the hospital?

Wouldn't it be better just to come clean?

What? Darling, listen to me. If we stopped all this secrecy, if we made it

public knowledge that we love each other, if we made it legal, James...

Are you mad?

Go on, run.

Please, Mark, I'm sorry.

Please, Mark.

I didn't know he was infected.

Honestly.

Bloody hell.

Bloody hell.

Blimey. Yeah, but, Ken, my car.

They've gone off in my car.

Just when I've got it all sold out.

Ken, my car. They've gone off in the car. It's supposed to be meeting Mr.

Arlefson. Her son's gone off in it. It was that boy, Mark. He just dragged John

off in the car with him.

All right, Pam, OK. Look, anyone called the police?

No, Ken.

You said there wouldn't be any police. She wouldn't let me. Look, I don't want

John getting into any trouble.

All right. Ken, look.

Harry, OK, I've got the point. Your car's gone, but her son's missing. Yes,

OK, but sort it out as quickly as you can, please. Because we've got to be at

the ground in one hour.

OK, right. How long ago did this happen?

Half an hour.

Which direction did they go when they left?

Up through the village. Well, it looks far, Harry. You want your car back, then

come with me.

Rocky, you stay here, look after Pam. Yeah, but Ken, come and look at this.

God.

Look.

My bath.

Concrete.

Oh, come on, Ken, make up.

Oh, you duck.

Ken, Harry, where are you going?

I'll explain to you later.

My car's been stolen.

Yeah, but, Ken, I found out about the accident.

The accident on Friday, there was one.

Dr. Holland brought a woman into casualty and I went to see Mrs. Holland

And it wasn't her!

Oh, did you, man?

Ah, now, look! Where's my car?

Where's my bloody car? What, you know?

Take that.

Answer his questions. Did you know that was him? Did you know he was a dick? You

were seen in it with John. Come on. Excuse me, detective.

Yes, I am, as a matter of fact. I've had enough of you as well. May I see your

card, please?

Educated man like you.

Brilliant. Harry, Harry, leave him alone. You nasty, useless, good -for

lad. And that's my bloody car. Just a minute.

What is all this?

I don't know.

Come on, Mark, tell me.

I don't know. He's lying.

He was seen in a bloody thing.

Where's John? I don't know!

He's at the gravel pit, isn't he?

No.

We'll go in my van.

Come on.

What, Bloke's farm?

Uh -huh.

You're telling me it's some kind of home?

No, no, nothing like that.

We're entirely unofficial.

We simply let out rooms to boys who've had trouble at home.

I should have explained earlier, only I wasn't sure who you were.

Yeah.

We try to keep quiet about it so the boys have a chance.

Who's we?

The brothers of St. George.

We're a Christian charity.

I had you down as a drug baron.

What about those syringes?

They were for the goat.

Of course.

Can I help you?

Yes, I've come to see Ken Boone. Oh, I'm afraid he's just out at the moment. In

that case, I'll wait.

Oh, well, we've got a bit of a crisis on at the moment. Do you think perhaps you

can pop back a bit later?

Would you very kindly get me a drink? A drink?

Whiskey, if you have it. Oh.

I'm sorry, I've had rather a shock. Oh.

It is a shock, isn't it, to discover one's been a complete fool?

Would you like to sit down? To be taken for a ride?

Um... To protect someone at great personal cost and then find oneself...

Excuse me.

Lucky.

That's why I need Mr Boone's help.

I don't care if it ruins him.

Ken?

Look, just wait a minute.

Ken reckons he knows where John is and he wants us up at the gravel pit

away. Right, well, I'll get out. No, you stay here.

But is he all right? Yeah, then I'll sort it out. Come on.

Laura. Good luck.

Laura.

Laura. Laura?

Excuse me.

Yes, could I have the police, please?

Well, I think that'll do it, right? Yeah. Right?

Don't come any nearer. Don't.

Go away.

It's going to be all right. No, it's not.

Your mum asked me to come and... I don't want to know.

Don't you want to talk to her?

No! All right, all right.

OK.

Who knocked you about then, eh?

Mark?

Well, at least we can talk, eh?

No harm done.

Come on, you feel better if you talk about it, you know.

There was something, wasn't there?

Eh, last Friday?

Something that's giving you nightmares?

I've seen that burned -out car.

Now I know.

There was an accident, wasn't there?

Who told you, Mark?

No one.

It's a crime, isn't it, hit and run?

Don't stop.

You've not even stopped to find out how badly hurt the person is.

Especially if you're in a stolen car.

No licence and all that.

She really hit the car with a thud.

I could be a murderer.

I might have to go to prison.

That would kill my mum. It would kill her.

Come on.

Come on, mate. It's all right.

I've seen that woman. She's all right.

Her and the doctor.

They're not going to make any charges.

They don't want it.

You understand?

Come on. Go and play some music.

What's going to happen? He's going to be all right.

Don't you worry.

Nothing's going to happen to him. Yes, but the police... They won't get called.

Not about John.

What about the accident?

Look, I don't think either of them involved in the accident want it

Personal reasons.

She came to the cottage. I couldn't stop her. See, Dr. Ireland's given her the

elbow, you see, and she's freaked out and phoned the police and told them all

about the accident.

Ken.

Ken.

What's the matter?

Wasn't your fault, you know.

You couldn't know it was going to turn out like this, could you?

Couldn't I?

No.

How about your Norwegians?

I think I'll give it a miss, Ken.

All things considered.

That's a lot of money, Harry.

I think we should.

Oh, we'll get over it.

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