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

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

Nick, they're a man short.

I've never played before. I'm not a club member.

Yes, you are.

Mum sends her love. How is she? Oh, much better. She's open to come to the party

tomorrow. Good!

Go on.

Ventress tells me he's made you a member of the team. You'd better not let us

down, otherwise you'll have me to deal with and I can be more difficult than

Blaketon. But he's coming to dinner with my parents tonight.

How much are we over by seven?

It had better be.

How's everything?

Did you get the result?

Positive. Oh, I'm so happy for you both.

Can I tell them? Maggie?

Yes? Jean's expecting another baby.

Congratulations. Oh, it's lovely.

Let's show Aidan's field we're not a rabble.

Women and children first. Let's have a bit of discipline.

Yeah, your friend Donald's medic's arrived.

Er, medic, I see your lot are still standing for you. You must know where

body's buried.

Not you, David. You're not a baby. Wait with the men.

Stay with David.

refreshment. Well, I'll see you in the pub after the match.

Yeah, fine.

Yeah, I mean for a proper chat.

Fine, Nicky. Whatever a proper chat is, we'll have one. Well, no sliding off and

no avoiding the issue. Eh?

I know something's wrong.

No. Yes, because every time I try and talk to you, you change the subject.

Look, I've got to go. I can't leave June.

Well, I'll see you in the pub then.

I thought you had to go and see Jane.

Well, not until then. Hey, Nicholas, do you want me to show you how to play this

game or not?

Mum.

If both teams are present, we can get cracking.

Right, that's nine in each team, plus wives and kids, and Mr Dead from the

down, Blaketon.

So if we do... What are you looking for?

What are they?

Left -hand side. I had a bit of a change round.

So if we do five loads... You've got those pies in the wind.

I'll do that, dear. I'll probably be quicker.

Take that lock through to the bar, will you, dear?

Don't forget the parsley.

And then come back and put the biscuits out there, okay?

I'll end up where I put the cloth.

Yes, Ruby, no, Ruby, anything you say, Ruby.

Sorry, love.

I said I wonder when me Uncle George will be back.

Watch the feet, Blaketon!

Hey, hey, hey, feet!

Well, he's all right at the coit.

The coit? Now, we're near a coit.

Come on!

No coit.

You are.

The mile's over.

What are you talking about? I might have gone over after, but I'll be on the

line when I've chucked it.

Blake?

No coit. Trust you.

I've been watching you like a hawk.

That was a coin. All right, I'll give you that.

First one wasn't.

Oh, don't go there.

Don't worry, I'll get inside.

Right. Come on, son.

Aid is still nil.

No coits.

Come on, Jack, it's not like you.

Come on, Nick.

Get nearer than that. He's about... What about 10 inches? Go on, Nick.

Come and have a bit of quiet and play us on the trick.

What about that?

How near do you want to be? Right, then. That's one.

Down!

They

are

not bad.

Now, let's hope they win.

Clean one, is it? Yes.

Give me the other end.

Blimey, Gina, what the hell do you think you're playing at?

What? It's to keep the flies off, not soak the flipping sarnie.

Dear, oh, dear.

Damp, I said, not dripping wet.

God, blimey, the things your mother never taught you.

So how long do you think you'll be staying then, Ruby?

In Adenfield, I mean. Well, for as long as it takes, I suppose.

For what?

For me to think a few things over. And don't ask me what, because I'm not going

to tell you.

Of course, I might decide to stay permanent.

I'm going to show him how it's done.

Hey! Not bad.

Go on, Donald, show us what you're made of. Very little.

I don't do lives that the man play.

Pathetic. Just watch where you put your feet, Smethwick.

I thumped you 20 years ago, Claude. I'll thump you again now if necessary.

This time it'll be just you and me, and I'll be facing you. Get on with it.

Watch and learn.

What do you miss?

It's a cake.

This is crazy. I couldn't help it.

You shouldn't have come.

You've not been in touch for two weeks. I've been mad with worry.

We can't talk now.

I love you.

I couldn't flame him, miss.

I'm sure I've seen him before somewhere.

But not at Hollingsby.

You're thinking what I'm thinking.

Promise me you won't be late.

One drink.

Dad's a stickler for punctuality, that's all.

It's only trouble with your mum and dad.

I'm looking forward to it. I haven't told him about Katie.

Why not? Or Kate.

I meant to, but the occasion never seemed to arise.

I will.

Of course I will.

See you at eight.

Joe? Joe?

Joe?

Keep them coming.

Anything for you, darling?

Oh, I like a winner. Makes a man ever so sexy, I always think.

I can't stand it, Maggie.

Patient, Gina, patient.

Here we are, lad.

the captain.

On behalf of us all, I'd like to offer a special word of thanks to Bill

here, who I think you'll all agree surpassed himself.

What the devil's going on?

Quite final.

Oven's been won, which is probably obvious.

You'll have a good time then.

Aye, very peaceful.

Should have stayed a bit longer by the looks of it.

can make that dream so

Oh, thanks, Irene.

Have you got all the stuff?

Nightie, teddy, party dress?

Don't talk to me about that party dress.

You've already had it on three times. Well,

I'll pick you up tomorrow.

About five -ish.

You have a lovely party and don't eat too much cake.

I'll go and hurry Jack up.

Right. You wait with Auntie Eileen, can't you?

Right, ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please, for a moment?

Thank you.

Because this is such a special occasion, I've got a little story for you.

Right.

Now, there's these two fellas, right?

Meet up in a pub.

Not unlike this one.

First fella, he stood at the bar, and he's got his head on one side.

Like that. See?

Thank you.

Bit of a bent neck.

So, he says, hey. He says, hey.

He says, what's up with you? You had an accident or what?

The fella says, no, he says, uh, no, he says, I've always been like this, ever

since I was a little lad. So, the first fella says, right, well, uh, you want to

get that sorted.

She's still here.

No, no, no, he says, I've been like this for years, seen hundreds of doctors.

See you later.

No, George.

The other fella says, right, I'll tell you what you do.

Bent neck, it's all in the mind.

All in the mind, he said. What you got to do when you get home tonight, before

you go to bed, last thing you do, you look in the mirror and you say.

My neck is straight.

Give it a month, your neck will be straight. He says, get away.

But we needn't see each other often.

No, it has to be a clean break.

Just every four weeks, just the two of us. It wouldn't work.

Please, Annie, don't make it even more difficult.

I can't do it to Jane.

You'll always be the girl for me, you know that.

This has to be the last time.

It has to be.

So we crack the champagne out, pour it out. The fellow used to have a bad neck.

He grabs hold of the glass and he says, here's to you, mate.

I really owe you one. Cheers.

Worth waiting for, wasn't he?

Jean, stop!

Jean!

What happened?

Where's she gone?

Home. She felt a bit poorly.

Oh, dear.

It's all right. She said to follow on the coach.

She'll be fine, Eileen. It's just sickness -like.

Yes, yes, of course.

OK, if you must know, it's a bloke.

A bloke? A bloke, yes.

Blimey, Nick, I'm not that old.

Don't laugh, it's known as Ferdinand.

I've been seeing him for six months.

I mean, what else is there to say?

Well, I don't know, Mum. You tell me.

He wants to move into the flat.

Does he?

Yes. And that's a big step for a little old widow lady, which is why I came

away, to think it over.

And now I've told you, can I go, please?

Mum.

Look, I really do like him and that, but he's, you know... No, I

don't know, Mum, not unless you tell me. Well, he can be possessive.

He's got a bit of a temper.

Apart from that, he's lovely.

Mum, what exactly are you trying to say?

Sometimes he's sort of...

He forgets himself.

What, he hits you?

Mum?

Not all the time.

Only when he's had a drop too much.

And you're thinking about living with him?

I'm lonely, Nick.

And I'm not getting any younger.

It could be my last chance of happiness.

Happiness? I can't believe what I'm hearing.

You've got to get rid of him, Mum.

You're a strong woman. You don't need someone like that in your life. I

not, but I'm... Do you want me to speak to him?

Come down to London with him? No!

Tonight's the night, eh?

Meeting the parents?

Look, I can do me own dirty work, thank you very much.

So what you're telling me is that this man shouldn't have been playing? Well,

he's not a club member.

Excuse me?

But he plays for Dale Cross. We just phoned to confirm it. He's their

player.

Imported by Spedic to fiddle us out of the cup.

Codswallop! Come on, admit it. You've been caught out there. A couple of lads

are a bit sharper than you are. In which case, they should be disqualified.

In which case, they've not won the cup. We have.

All right, all right, that's enough.

Bill Ashby lives in Hollingsby. Now, you ask anyone.

six months ago. All right, that's enough, Mr. Smethwick. Right, Mr. Ashby,

me one thing.

Are you, or are you not, still a member of the Dale Cross Quoits Club?

Aye, I am.

But he'll be joining us as soon as we've had our committee meeting.

If you had it last week, then shouldn't you, mate?

Go on.

He shouldn't have played.

You're a lucky girl going on the big bus.

Are you sure this is all right?

Of course it is. Karen's talked to nothing else.

Is Jean feeling unwell?

She was just feeling a bit queasy, that's all.

As a matter of fact, she's expecting another baby.

Really? She got the results back this morning, didn't she, Jack?

Aye. Well, congratulations. That's wonderful.

Come on, Katie.

All right. You be a good girl.

Bye.

Come on.

you're going?

There's a bit of a do -on at her clubhouse.

I think I'm in with a chance.

Nice

to

meet you, Dick.

Nick, Dad.

We've heard so much about you from Joe.

Red or white?

I'll stick with beer, then.

I'll get some.

Well, this is very pleasant.

Sit down, Nick.

Joe tells me you've been playing coit. Yes.

Very much a local tradition.

I believe so, yes.

Of course, you're not local yourself.

I believe Joe said you're from London.

That's right.

Graham's got a sister in London, haven't you, Graham?

Highgate. Oh, nice.

Say, what part of London are you from, Nick?

Hackney.

Really?

Here you are.

Oh, thanks.

Oh. Cheers, everybody.

Cheers.

Just you know...

What's she doing? Stop there!

Jack!

I'll go and see if she's all right.

Come on, love.

I know what you must be thinking.

Go to hell!

Bye,

lads. I've no glum faces on my bus.

We've nought to be ashamed of. We're lost on the technicality.

Jim, get that crate of brown ale out from the back.

Please come through, please. I'm rushed off my feet.

Bye, Gina.

Why don't you go?

Excuse me, but in case you hadn't noticed, I'm knee -deep in sats here.

Yeah? And I'm putting plates away.

I'll go.

Too many people in any way.

Well, it's not my fault if people keep moving things around and putting things

in ridiculous places.

I beg your pardon.

I'm just sick of being bossed around.

I should go and help George, dear.

I can finish off.

Good.

Why

didn't

you tell me she was pregnant?

I couldn't.

Please, Annie, look at me.

I'm gonna get help.

You alright, mate?

Yeah.

Stay down on him.

Try not to move.

Eh?

Look after him.

I'll get you out.

Stay calm.

You alright, lad? Eh?

You alright?

What about me, Dad?

We'll get out first.

We'll look after your mum.

We'll look after your mum.

I'll try the emergency door.

I'll get out, everybody.

Stay calm.

We're going to get help.

Keep an eye on him, yeah?

Yeah. Look after him.

So really and truly, what it boils down to is you're a good old -fashioned

village bobby.

That's right.

I think that's wonderful.

Absolutely. Start at the bottom and work your way up. It's the best way.

Yes, and he's taking his sergeant's exam later on this year, aren't you, Nick?

Yeah, thinking about it.

You told me you were definitely doing them.

Yeah, well, I can't make up my mind.

I mean, I love my job as it is.

Why get promoted to something I might not enjoy nearly so much?

Money, intellectual stimulation. I mean, how long have you been a constable?

That's the first question.

About eight years. He started off at the Met.

And what made you come to Aidan's field, of all places?

We wanted to get out of London.

Joe, really?

I think Nick can speak for himself.

Well, no, Joe's right.

We did want to get out of London. That was the main reason.

More wine, Mum?

No, thank you, darling.

Yes?

Well, the reason we moved to this particular area was because my wife was

brought up here.

I mean, Nick was married, didn't I?

She died 18 months ago of leukaemia.

Her name was Kate.

Oh, dear.

I'm so very sorry.

I've got to fall!

Find one!

Quick!

It's okay, everybody.

Somebody's gone for help.

Delicious, darling.

Mum, it's only fruit salad.

Do you cook, Nick?

Not much, I suppose, being on your own.

No, I have a go now, then.

Quite enjoy it.

Not that Katie appreciates my efforts very much.

That custard is about what she really likes, isn't it, Jo?

Yeah, custard, baked beans and bread soldiers.

Yes.

I'm terribly sorry, but I thought you said your wife was dead.

Kate is my daughter.

You've got a daughter, too?

How old is she?

18 months.

Great.

Super age.

I'll get some coffee, shall I?

I'm the proud father of a beautiful daughter, Mr. Weston.

That's something we have in common, at least.

Okay. Everybody, I'll try and guide you through.

It's safe.

If the door's jammed, it won't fall on you. We'll get you off one by one.

Come on.

Well done, mate. Well done.

I don't care, Donald's medic, mate.

I can't stand people who try to fiddle.

999! You've got to dial 999!

What's happened?

It's gone down, Bank.

You've got to get an ambulance.

Now then, Mr Mould, take a deep breath and start again.

The Holland's big coach has crashed on Skipley Mall.

Oh, no.

Mum, I know you don't approve, but there's no need to make it quite so

He's a nice boy.

I just wish you'd told us about all these complications, that's all.

What complications?

The fact that he's been married.

The fact that he's got a child.

Mum!

Hello?

Right. What?

There's been a coach crash, the coits team.

It's all right.

Katie and Eileen went by car.

No, no, both on the coach.

Hang on, everybody.

Emergency services are on the way.

Hang on a minute now.

Over here, quick.

Hold on, Jack.

Hold on.

Annie, you've got to help, Annie. Hold on, Jack.

Not me, Annie.

Katie? Katie!

Nick!

Katie?

Where's Katie?

She wasn't on the coach.

She went by car.

Jim's packed up more. They went with her.

Well, what do we do now?

Better sit and wait till she comes back, I suppose.

Huh!

As evenings go, not exactly a great success.

We did our best.

But there wasn't a lot in common.

No.

Why on earth didn't she tell us about his wife?

That's a joke for you. She looked most uneasy all evening.

Hmm. For me.

Nothing wrong with him.

Oh, very pleasant, in fact.

What does he say?

Not a lot in common.

He's not serious, though, is he?

No.

I expect he's the only eligible young man in the place.

I mean, Aidensfield's tiny.

I suppose we can't very well go home, can we?

I look a bit heartless.

I mean, in case anything's happened to the child.

What can I do with you

next?

Okay, sir, you'll be fine.

Claude!

Over here.

What do you want?

I need you to go and sit with the driver.

Who, me?

Claude, he's trapped underneath the steering wheel.

Look, he's very cold. He needs keeping warm. Cover him with your coat or

something. And lots of reassurance.

Can't you find somebody else? Please! I know you know who it is. Claude!

It's a good job it's you.

I've been sent to see if you're all right.

I wasn't until your ugly mug showed up.

Is there anything you'd like me to do?

Aye.

Go away.

No, no, she said you're probably freezing cold. Would you like me to put

over you?

Oh, my dead body, I'm not having that stinking thing near me.

I'd do that to be your attitude, by the way.

Wait. What?

Can you see my lad anywhere?

Aye, he's up on the bank. He's all right.

What about my wife? Can you see her?

She's there now.

She's all right. Look, I know you're trapped, but are you in any real pain?

There's only one pain round here and I'm talking to it.

I knew you wouldn't see me as a Florence Nightingale.

the problem

for coming about Katie.

But Nick insisted.

He knew how worried you'd be. He's a good son, Jo, he really is.

Come on then, let's get up there, shall we?

This is Dr. Wilby, Sarge. Right, I'm the officer in charge. The man on the coach

needs urgent attention.

You'll be able to go and see her in the hospital, David.

Look, I'm sure everything will be fine.

Can I help, Ruby?

Yeah, you can help me do these things.

Here.

I'm sorry.

What for?

In the pub, you know.

Oh, go on.

I expect that was being a pain as usual, eh?

It's pretty nice, is it?

Shall I take over?

No, no, I'm okay.

Dr. Wilby's going to put up a drip to make you more comfortable, Jack, okay?

Keep him conscious.

We'll have you out there in no time, Jack.

Jack.

Jack.

I've never seen a road accident before, Mr. Blaketon. I've been driving it 40

years. Hey, I've got a tow rope on the truck. I'd soon pull it out.

They're not trying to pull it out, Mr. Mole. They're trying to stop it

Eh? They're trying to stop it slipping.

Sarge, over here.

What do you do so late at night?

Yeah, of course.

If you go and see Jean, tell her what happened.

I'd like it to come personal.

I think we should get you off to the hospital.

Will you give her a message?

Yeah.

Tell her I'm... I'm sorry.

She'll know what I mean.

I'm sorry, Anna.

I'll make it up to her.

Right.

Tell her tonight it's important.

Come on, you.

Wake up.

You're not allowed to go to sleep yet.

Come on. Annie.

I love her, you know.

It's going to be all right, Jack.

It's bleeding more than ever.

Jack?

Jack?

There's nothing we can do.

Both asleep?

Yeah.

How are you feeling?

Okay, thanks.

Sure.

We had a silly tiff.

I'm a bit upset, that's all.

Well, he'll be back in a minute.

And I'm sure you'll want to be on your own to make it up.

What is it they say?

Never let the sun go down on your wrath.

I know.

Night, Eileen.

I won't let it build tomorrow.

Promise.

Night.

You're going to be all right.

You'll be okay.

Hey, Jax.

Dave.

I'll have to go and tell Jean.

Do you want me to come with you?

No. No.

I'll see you back at the house.

Well, you can have a look at her.

But only if you promise not to wake her up.

Jean.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

There's been an accident.

The coach went off the road up on Skipley Moor.

The coach?

Do you want to sit down a minute?

Is Jack all right?

Look, there's no easy way to say this.

I'm afraid he died before we could get him to hospital.

I'm very sorry.

Jack.

They did all they could.

Let's go to him.

Jean. No, I'm sorry.

I've got to be with him.

Nick, what's happened?

The coach crashed on the way back to Hollingsby.

Jack's been killed.

Jean, no! I'm all right.

Nick's going to take me to the hospital.

Chalking down to Bovena Twinkly. Never gone so fast in all my life.

I've gone on two wheels.

In the end, it weren't fast enough, were it?

Not for poor Jack Abbott.

Stop worrying, Bertie. You did your best.

Without you, goodness knows what would have happened. You're right, Bernie.

Don't you realise, Bertie? You're the hero of the hour.

Eh? I said you... Let's go and have a drink.

Look, Jean, I don't know if this is the right time to tell you, but when I was

sitting with Jack, he gave me a message for you.

And he asked me to tell you that he was sorry.

He said you'd know what he meant.

Look, let's get you out of here, Jean.

I wasn't him anymore, was I?

No.

He just wasn't there.

He'd gone.

But I feel I ought to stay with him.

I know.

But it's best to go home.

Did he... say anything about her?

Was there a message for her as well?

I'm sorry?

It wouldn't have been for me. It wouldn't have been on the couch in the

place.

That's what you need, a good night's sleep.

And you, young David.

Ah, what now?

Is everything all right?

Yes, Mum.

What about niece little girl? We waited and waited, but in the end we simply had

to come and find out. She's fine.

Look, we're shattered. Perhaps you could just run me home, OK?

Come on, Fiona.

I'll just get my jacket.

I'm Nick's mum, by the way.

Hello, Annie.

I went to the thing when I told you about Jen. Yes.

I was with him when he died.

At the very end, he said... Donald's my husband, Mr Rowan, not Jack.

Anything that's to be said about Jack needs to be said to his wife, not me.

Now then, Mr Smavik.

According to you, you only had one pint of beer last night.

Now, I find that very hard to believe.

I'm not in the habit of lying.

Pardon me?

Are you on the coach?

You didn't seem drunk, Sarge.

Well, I wouldn't, would I? Because I don't drink and drive. How many more

Mr Smethwick, there's just been a very serious road accident in which one man

was killed and two others seriously injured.

Right. And I'm one of them.

You've no right to come here pestering me this day I'm in. Except that you were

the driver of the vehicle.

And that means you can be charged with dangerous driving.

Even manslaughter.

I told you.

I swerved to avoid a sheep.

It were an accident, pure and simple.

Did you see a sheep?

Oh, no, Sarge. I wasn't really looking. I was, uh...

You were what?

Talking to a young lady, Sarge.

I'll be back, Mithrith Maddock. You can count on that.

What are you doing here, Gringraff? Don't you start.

I don't want to be here. It's that Bernie Scripps idea.

He feels guilty. He thinks it's our fault that Smethwick crashed that

coach. Of course, he can't come, so it's down to Muggins.

First bed on the left, Claude.

You deserve each other.

Ah, heck, Donald.

What a chance to get my own back for the thumping you gave me.

Looks as if Gina's made up the quarrel.

Nice of her to give us flowers.

Mind you, it never would have worked, her and your mum doing the bar together.

Gina's got two youths are doing things her own way.

Nick. Hmm?

You've got to stop thinking about it. It's over and done with.

I know, I know. It's the sort of thing that lives with you afterwards, doesn't

it?

You're sitting with a dying man and nothing to tell his wife.

I'm just not very good at it.

It'd be difficult for anyone.

Bye -bye,

Joe.

Keep your eye on that boy of mine for me, yeah?

So, Mum, what are you going to do when you get back to London?

Give Ferdinand the boot.

Yeah, and ring me and tell me you've done it. Thanks, buddy.

Blimey, you don't trust me one little bit, do you?

I don't when you're made unhappy, that's all, Mum. A man like that ain't worth

bothering with.

Taking advice from me own son, Bernie, about me love life, I ask you. It must

old age.

Bye -bye, darling.

Yeah, ta -ra, Mum. Thanks for a lovely time.

Bye.

She's lovely.

Wish my mum was like that.

Don't be silly.

I do.

She's so nice and kind and easy, and my mum's... Well, you met her.

What a fiasco that was.

That wasn't too bad.

It was. It was awful.

I wish I'd told them about you beforehand.

It was so embarrassing.

The meal was nice, though. I don't care about the meal. I don't even remember

eating it.

I'll tell you what.

Ten years from now, we'll be laughing about this. I doubt it.

Did you say ten years from now?

What, if we still know each other?

Yeah, if.

Come here.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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