All language subtitles for Heartbeat S06EP01 Kids

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

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

Riddle it fast and sing to me, love
story.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Well,

you're up early today.

Oh, market day's the highlight of our
week. Isn't it, sweetheart?

Yeah. Whee!

Come here.

Oh, by the way, you haven't seen Molly,
have you?

Molly? Her dolly.

Oh.

Let's go and find her, shall we?

Hmm? OK.

Do me best, all right?

Having problems, are we?

Phil, it's good to see you.

Is this the guilty party?

Came quietly, did she, officer?

Yeah. I'll see you two later.

Yeah, I'm on.

Morning, sir. Can I help you?

Yes, you can help me. You can do
something about that lunatic up by the

for starters.

And which lunatic would that be, sir?

The one who just jumped out in front of
me and nearly got himself killed, that's

all.

Come here.

What? Come here.

Thank you.

Now what do I owe you? I could think of
something.

Pint a bit around the pub tonight?

That'll do, for now.

I'll see you then.

You will.

So it's you, Claude? Is it?

I'll tell you one thing about you young
coppers, you don't miss what's dear.

So how long have you been licensed to
carry a lollipop, then?

You probably won't believe it from the
expert way I'm sorting it out, but it's

my first day.

I've just had a bloke complaining you
jumped out in front of him.

Nearly caused an accident.

It's probably that lunatic in the Green
Rover. That's the one.

Well, it's him you want to have a go at,
not me. He comes screaming up here like

Sterling Moss on Snuffin' Cinnapods.

I can certainly vouch for that,
Constable.

So you witnessed him, did you, Miss
Weston?

Thank you very much indeed, Miss Weston.
As a matter of fact, officer, Miss

Weston happened to be on the crossing at
the time. He very nearly hit her.

I see.

Right, will that be all then, officer?

Yeah, I suppose so.

I'll get back to me duties then.

We've not all got Bobby's jobs, you
know.

I was hoping you might pop in and give
the children a talk sometime.

Oh, yeah?

We're doing a campaign on road safety.

Well, I'm all in favour of that.

Then how about this week?

Yeah, well, I'll check with my social
secretary.

See if I'm free, I think.

Good.

Lizzie, can I have a word with you,
please?

Do you know what time it is?

No, ma 'am.

It's nearly a quarter past nine, which
means you're late again.

What happened this morning?

Don't know, ma 'am.

Have you at least remembered to bring
your dinner money today?

Yes, ma 'am.

Five pounds.

My money had not changed, ma 'am.

Even so, five pounds just for dinner
money.

She forgot.

She's still in bed late.

I just took it.

You took it?

All right, go and sit down for now. I
thought you had some change later.

I've just had an irate motorist bending
my ear, Rowan.

Complaining about the kamikaze antics.

of a lollipop man on your patch.

Would that be a Mr Pettigrew, Sarge?

Oh, you've met him, have you?

He's had a go at me about it already.

But have you had a go yet at this idiot
with a lollipop?

Yes, Sarge.

A Mr Greengrass claimed it was Pettigrew
that nearly caused the accident.

Greengrass.

Very close, Sarge.

Five quid. I left it over there by the
telly when I came in last night.

Oh, well, don't look at me. I haven't
taken it.

Oh, well, that'll only leave one suspect
then, doesn't it? Oh, no.

No, she wouldn't. Well, somebody did,
and if it wasn't her, who the hell else

could it have been?

Are you sure that's where you left it?

I'm telling you, I left it here!

Okay, okay!

Don't break it, we've just bought it!

Mrs McGowan.

That's right.

I'm Joanna Weston, Lizzie's teacher.

Oh, hello.

Could I come in?

Sorry. Aye, of course. Come in. Thank
you.

Oh, this is Derek, by the way.

Hello.

He was just away upstairs to get
changed.

Come in.

Lizzie's out, is she?

Playing with the wee girl next door.

Do you want me to go and get her for
you? No, no, that won't be necessary.

She brought this with her to school
today to pay for a school dinner, she

So that's where it went.

Only when we got up this morning, I had
to run out for a loaf.

When I got back, she'd gone.

She must have taken it for Derek's wage
packet.

The thing is, Lizzie, I really didn't
have enough change.

It's very good of you to bring it back.

Only I'm a bit short of change myself
now, so leave it with me and I'll see

brings in the right money tomorrow, OK?

Right. One more thing, Mrs McGowan.

Lizzie's been turning up for school
quite late recently.

Aye, well, that's her Lizzie all over,
you know.

A real doddler. I'm sick to death of
telling her.

When I have a word with her about this,
I'll have one about that as well, OK?

Right.

Thanks very much, then.

Right, cheerio.

Thanks again.

Cheers.

So where were you when they were handing
out manners? At the back of the queue?

More to the point, where's that
wandering little girl?

Why? Because I'd like a word with her.
You stay away from her, do you hear me?

Especially in that state.

All right, in what state would that be?

Stinking a drink.

Don't start.

The way you're going at it, Derek,
there's going to be nothing left.

I said don't start, Dorothy!

Get off my back, OK?

So what makes you think Phil's going to
be here tonight?

Oh, she's got a Liverpoolian accent and
wears miniskirts.

And generally can be found putting pints
in this establishment.

Yeah? Well, he's on a promise, so he
thinks.

No. Why, you know, Phil, he's got a
vivid imagination.

Besides, he doesn't know we're meeting
him yet.

Cheers. Cheers, then.

And we'll have two more of the same.
Thank you, Gina, love.

Cheers, Phil.

Hi, Gina.

All right?

I don't understand why you'd want to be
a lollipop man at your age, Claude.

Because of the hidden advantages.

Hidden advantages?

Yeah. You work for the council. I mean,
the automatic perks are many and muchly.

What sort of perks?

Free holidays.

Free holidays?

Yeah. I mean, look at Chopper Axford. He
works for the council. Last year he

ended up with two weeks free holiday at
the miners' home in Blackpool. Yes,

well, Mr Axford spent most of his life
down the pit, Claude, and had the lung

prove it.

What's left of him? Well, I've got to
find somewhere that takes people in with

my complaints.

What complaints?

I've not made my mind up yet.

You're rogue. I know, but I'm lovable
with it.

Uncle George, Lord Ashfordly for you.

Lord Ashfordly? We'll have royalty
ringing up next.

Well, you know us, of course.

We'll talk to anyone, even you.

What do you think you're doing?

Just going for a drink.

You nearly knocked me down.

All right.

So what did his lordship want?

To see me, he said.

A pint of bitter, please.

I'll be with you in a minute.

To see you, what about?

I don't know, but I reckon I can guess.
A pint of bitter, please.

He said, I'll be with you in a minute.

Between you and me, I've heard he was in
a bit of financial trouble.

Some big company he had shares in has
gone belly up, they reckon. Cost him a

fortune.

What's that got to do with you?

Not really.

Unless it affects the rent for this
place.

Why? Do you think he'll put it up?

Well, we don't pay much.

At least we haven't been. Up till now.

I'll see to him.

Now then, sir, what's the fuss about,
eh? There is no fuss, Dad.

I just assumed you were there to serve
drinks, not stand around yacking like

some old hen.

Eh? Don't be talking to my uncle like
that.

Do you mind, lady? It has to be the
organ grinder I'm talking to, not a

All right, pal. That's enough, eh?

And who are you, then? The monkey's
uncle?

Look, why don't you do us all a favour?
Go home and sleep it off, eh?

And you're going to make me?

If necessary.

Feeling lucky, then, are we?

With you, sunshine, any time. Now, come
on. Out!

Right. Now, you just calm down, all
right?

Come on, then!

Raise his legs!

Stop kicking! No, I'm kidding!

Who

was

this bloke, then?

Sunny Flaming Liston.

Felt like it.

Derek Ramsey, Sarge. A right tear away,
I can tell you.

And where do we have this one -man army
now, then?

Safely under lock and key, I hope?

Oh, yes.

We sorted them out, all right.

Even though we did take the three of
you.

Well, can I take it, then, that no more
force was used than was absolutely

necessary in the circumstances?

He tracked us, Sarge.

So you said, Bellamy, but just in case
this lawyer thinks otherwise, I want it

corroborated in court on Monday.

What happened?

I thought you were going for a quiet
night out.

Yeah, well, it turned out to be more of
a busman's holiday.

What have you done with him?

Who? My Derek. Where is he?

Derek Ramsey?

You'd better come in.

Are you Mrs Ramsey?

Dorothy McGowan. We're not married.

Look, I want to know what you've done
with Derek.

Well, we haven't done anything with him.

Except book him.

What, for being worked over by Three
Copper?

Well, he's in custody over at Ashfordly,
where he'll be spending the night, I

should think.

Look, you don't understand.

It was all my fault, really.

For having a go at him.

Look, when he's not full of drink, he's
a big softy, and that is the truth.

It's not just drunken disorder he's
being charged with. He attacked and

three police officers.

So he'll probably be charged with
assault.

But couldn't he be sent down for that?

Quite possibly, yeah.

Then God help me, so I can see.

Hello?

Hello?

Who's that?

Hello?

Who is that?

Hello?

Who's that, Mummy?

What?

Oh, I must have been a wrong number.

Derek Ramsey, you've been found guilty
of assault, occasioning actual bodily

harm. And because of your previous
record, such behavior can neither be

tolerated nor excused.

You're therefore sentenced to 28 days.

Take him down.

Oh, Dorothy.

Long time no see.

You all right?

Right, you two. Derek Ramsey needs
delivering to prison this afternoon.

I take it you can just about manage
that, can you?

Our pleasure, Sarge.

Now then, when we come to the road,
what's the first thing we do, eh?

You look.

Right.

And then what do we do?

And then? You look right again.

And then?

You cross.

What, even if a steamroller's coming?

When we look right and left and right
again, then we cross.

But only when?

The road's clear.

Right. Well, we'd never get there.

Right then, who wants a lollipop? Me!

There you are.

Wake up!

Hang on. All right, children, go on.

Take it easy.

All right, fast as you can.

I'm impressed.

Are you?

You're very good with kids.

Well, that's probably because I spend
most nights trying to get one back to

sleep.

I can't imagine how you're managing.

Oh, it's not that bad.

I don't feel that age forever.

Well, that has to be a first.

What's that?

Mrs McGowan turning up to collect Lizzie
after school.

Most days she can't even manage to get
her here on time.

How well do you know the family?

Not well.

Apparently they moved down from Glasgow
about a year ago.

Constable Rowan?

I'm glad I've caught you. Could I have a
word with you, please?

Yeah, of course you can.

I'll drop those road safety posters off
sometime tomorrow, OK? All right. Thanks

again.

It's about Mr. Greengrass.

Oh, yes?

Is it true that he has a rather dubious
background?

Well, he's a bit of an old rogue, but I
don't think it'll give you any trouble.

Me?

Some sort of problem?

There's been an outbreak of pilfering at
the school. Bud bits of cash, that kind

of thing.

All from the school cloakroom.

Yeah, well, that's not Mr.

Greengrass's style.

The point is, it's only started
happening since Mr. Greengrass took over

crossing. And he does leave his lollipop
in the cloakroom.

Any bogs along this road?

Why?

I need one.

Urgently.

Then you'll just have the way, won't
you?

And you're a big boy now, Ramsey.

Presumably you're house trained.

What if I can?

Then that's your problem, isn't it?

It's not exactly mine. I mean, you're
the one sitting next to me for the next

few miles.

Right?

I thought you knew me better than that.
I mean, there's no way I'm going to

steal money off kids, is there?

I'm only asking if you know anything
about it, that's all.

I know what you're asking, and the
answer is no. So if you'll excuse me,

and get on with my duties. And I suggest
you do the same, Constable.

Wait on, wait on.

Come on. Come on. Nice and quickly now.
Come on. Lovely.

Bye.

Come on. Come on. Good to see you.

That's it. No need to rush.

No matter about him.

You stupid old bum -pop. You did it on
purpose.

How would you like the blunt end of this
inserted up your left nostril?

All right, you two, that's enough.

Well, you heard him, Constable.

He threatened me.

Well, he probably wouldn't have done it
if he hadn't spoken to him like that.

Now I can book the pair of you, if you
like.

You can get back in your car and drive
on.

You're already causing an obstruction.

OK, officer, I get the picture.

You uniformed lads must stick together,
right?

And if you think you've heard the end of
this, you've got another thing coming,

mate.

Morning.

In fact, you'll be laughing on the other
side of your hairy great face by the

time I've finished with you.

I think those lads in uniform did very
well.

Yeah, all right, Claude. Don't wind that
brass neck of yours out too far.

On one of these days, you'll get it
chopped off.

Well, what do you want, a hand?

Get on with it.

Only, uh, I need to go in there.

Hold on, man. Come on.

Look, don't take long, okay?

Are you here?

Get on with it. Cheers.

Oh, there's no paper!

Yes, sir.

I can't honestly think how anyone could
have been that stupid, sir.

Yes, sir. Fully experienced officers?

No, sir.

Not exactly the cream of the crop.

Well, we'll catch him, sir. Don't you
worry about that.

Right.

The old public urinal routine, was it?

And you two idiots fell for it.

You didn't perhaps slip him his bus fare
to the nearest railway station while

you were at it?

Well, don't you stand there like the
last of the clay men, get cleaned up and

get out there with the rest of the north
-riding police force and find him.

And if you happen to see a church, I'll
go in and light a couple of candles.

Because if you don't bring him back
sharpish, you'll both be in need of

intervention.

Blayton! Oh, hello, sir.

You've heard, have you, sir?

Well, we're doing our best, sir.

What's going on, Dorothy?

What do you mean?

Well, why would Derek suddenly do a
runner?

It's only going down for 28 days.

How should I know?

He's in even more trouble now.

That bloke you saw in court, you and
Derek weren't exactly pleased to see

I'm telling you, I don't know what
you're talking about.

Go on.

Oh, it's you, Mr Greengrass.

Yes, it is. Is he in?

If it's Nick you're referring to, I'm
afraid he isn't.

Is there anything I can help you with?

Just tell him Claude Greengrass came
round and said thank you very much

For what, exactly?

I'll tell you for what. For getting me
the push from my job down at the school.

Well, how could Nick possibly have done
that?

Oh, easy.

By putting the poison in. I mean, they
couldn't pin that pilfer in charge on

could they? So they stitched me up in
another way. I'll just tell him I hope

he's proud of himself, taking the bread
and butter out of the mouth of somebody

who's nearly an old age pensioner.

He's spending too much time with that
Blaketon.

Shut it, shut it. Just do it, Lizzie.

Just get out of my face! I said I wanted
you, I wanted you!

Mummy?

Will you not make so much noise? Now go
and take your coats off.

And walk.

There you go. One set of road safety
posters.

Thanks very much.

What's all this I hear about Greengrass
being given a hack?

It seems that the school governors have
persuaded the council that he's not a

suitable person.

Because of that pill for emphasis?

So I'm told.

Well, there's no evidence he had
anything to do with it. I know, but the

chairman of the board still felt that
there was sufficient grounds for

And who's the chairman?

Councillor Pettigrew, actually.

And not the Pettigrew that Greengrass
had that run in with?

No, his brother.

Frankly, I think it stinks.

Lizzie, what's the matter?

How bad is she?

Oh, she's unconscious but still
breathing, Sarge.

She's obviously been beaten up.

The serious damage seems to have been
done when she fell down the stairs.

Hmm.

A dangerous man to know, huh, Mr Ramsey?

If it was him who did it.

It's pretty obvious what went on, I
would have thought. He comes home

for succour, presumably, and when none's
forthcoming, they end up having a

flaming row.

Yes, Sarge.

But, er...

You have an alternative theory, do you?

Well, for starters, there's the bloke
who turned up in court yesterday.

What bloke?

Well, I don't know who it was, Sarge,
but Dorothy McGowan obviously did.

So did Ramsay.

It was only after he spotted him in the
public gallery that he started kicking

up the way he did.

I don't get your point, Mark.

Well, Dorothy turned up at the police
house the other night trying to find out

what was happening to Ramsay.

And?

Well, when she realised he was likely to
be banged up, she got very agitated

about something.

And once again, you have no idea about
what?

No, sir.

Well, until you have, I'll stick to my
own theory, which means I want this

entire area sealed off.

Because if it was Ramsey, he can't have
got very far.

Hello. Is Liz still here?

She's in the rest area. I know Spalton's
with her at the moment.

She's going to be all right.

What did I tell you?

How are you feeling now, Lizzie?

OK.

Do you want to tell us what happened?

She was just lying there.

I kept saying...

Get up, Bobby. Get up, will you?

And there was blood.

All this blood.

She's going to be a shock.

What's going to happen to her?

Well, I've called the doctor. He's going
to meet us at the hospital.

And then what?

Like your hoodies, she'll be admitted.

Well, at least that'll give her
somewhere to stay until they've got

else out.

Right. They're very odd sets up, Nick.

How do you mean?

Well, Ramsey doesn't appear to work for
a living.

They obviously aren't short of money,
though.

What makes you say that?

The other day, Lizzie turned up to pay
for her school dinners with a five

note. Plus, they've got a new car and a
cottage full of new stuff.

Keep your ears open for any gossip. And
let me know if you hear anything, eh?

Yeah. Have you got time for a quick
drink while the pub's crying?

What? Because we'd drink on me breath
while Blakeson's on the warpath?

Oh, that's more than my life worth.

See you later, though. All right.

Bye. Ta -ra.

Evening, George.

Did you see Lord Ashfordly?

I saw him all right.

And?

It was about the rent.

He's got half the doublet, he says.

Doublet?

So where does that leave you?

With two choices, I reckon.

Pay up and struggle to make ends meet,
or jack the pubbing altogether.

I'm not sure I'm up to struggling any
more, Gina.

Hello, Lizzie.

I bought you something.

From all your friends in class.

Aren't you going to open it?

I'll tell you what.

I'll open it for you, shall I?

I hope you like it.

I don't know what his name is.

I don't think he's even got one yet.

Perhaps you could think of one for him.

Shall we pick one together?

Intensive care, Sister Green speaking.

You've had a Dorothy McGowan come in the
day.

Can you tell me how she is, please?

She's comfortable at the moment.

Can you tell me what happened to her?

Some sort of accident, was it?

How are you feeling?

Well, I felt better.

So what happened?

I don't know.

Well, can't you remember?

All I can remember is sticking my head
out the door and then the next thing all

I could see was Star.

You're telling me you don't know who hit
you?

Who or what?

You were found by the door, Mrs McGowan,
after you'd fallen from upstairs.

Look, I remember staggering back inside
and then... nothing.

So that's your story and you're sticking
to it?

That happens to be the truth.

And where did these turn up?

One of the dog teams found them, Sarge.
Clamped in a vice over at Robie's farm.

So he's still in the area, then. But
where, Rowan, where?

Well, I think Dorothy McGowan might
know, Sarge. She was definitely hiding

something when I spoke to her this
morning.

I think she also knows who attacked her.

Aye, Derek Ramsey.

Don't make things more complicated than
they are.

Will you check with Glasgow Police? What
was Ramsey's previous form?

Only a couple of minor misdemeanours. A
drunken disorder, that sort of thing.

Do us a favour, will you? Check with
them again.

See if they've got anything on Dorothy
McGowan.

Could you tell me which bed Mrs. Dorothy
McGowan's in, please?

You're family, are you, sir?

I'm her husband.

Hello again.

Are you Dean here?

What isn't a husband's place to be his
wife's bedside when she's no so well?

Who did you find out we were living?

Your mother.

A nice enough woman, but such a loose
lip when she's in drink.

I'm not coming back with you.

Who'd have you back?

My money, Dotty. That's what I want
back.

Now, you listen to me, lady.

And you listen good.

Now, I'm already taking one hell of a
risk coming here.

And I haven't got the time to mess
about. Okay, now just you tell me where

you've stacked it.

No! Dorothy.

Now, I don't want to hurt you again,
Hen, but I will if I have to. In fact,

enjoy it.

Now, I'll ask you just once more.

Where's the money, Dorothy?

Where?

I swear to God, Annie, I don't know what
you're talking about. Please, just

leave us alone.

What is going on?

Are you all right, Mrs McGowan?

Well, it was triple gold with that query
about Mrs McGowan.

Yeah? Her husband Arnold's a loan shark,
a regular bloodsucker, according to

Glasgow CID.

So where does Dorothy fit in?

Well, a year ago, she suddenly vanished
with Derek Ramsey, along with a suitcase

full of Arnold's money.

According to gossip.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Hang on a minute.

It's the hospital.

Mrs McGowan's had a visitor.

Was he after his money, Mrs McGowan?

The money you and Derek scarpered with?

Did you tell him where to find it?

Army.

Oh, yes, yes.

All we wanted was a fresh start.

Especially for Lizzie, you know.

There's no place to bring up a Wayne.

A house with a man like that in it.

With somebody else's money, right,
Dorothy?

I'm not proud of what we did.

I never stole a penny in my life before.

You can get pretty sick of being used as
a punch bag.

I mean, it was money you'd already
stolen anyway.

But it's he charged people.

And Derek was one of them.

That's how we met.

So why didn't Arnold report the theft to
the police?

What, and have it come out in court that
he was bleeding half the city to death?

Anyway, that was Naomi's way.

You wanted a word, Mrs Watkins?

I did, yes.

It's about the pilfering.

It seems that our suspicions about Mr
Greengrass have proved, well, quite

unfounded.

Miss Weston caught the real culprits red
-handed yesterday.

So it wasn't the lollipop then?

Two of our eight -year -olds, actually.

Well, where does that leave Mr
Greengrass?

Well, see for yourself.

Yes. Bye, Miss Weston. Have a good go.

Hello.

How's Mrs McGowan?

Oh, she's on the mend.

She'll be back home tomorrow.

What'll happen next?

Oh, we'll have to charge her.

She'll probably get probation.

Oh, congratulations, by the way.

On what?

On your detective work.

Pure luck.

I just happened to be in the globe room
at the right moment.

Well, the first thing they teach you at
the police training school is you have a

slice of luck. Take the credit anyway.

Thank you.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why doesn't love kiss stay in
my memory?