Original subtitles

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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

(SEA GULLS CRYING)

- He was so nice. - Well, why wouldn't he be?

No-one goes in to buy an engagement ring with a long face, do they?

Suppose not.

Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

Can't wear it yet though, not till we've seen my folks.

No. Course not.

Somebody's bound to see me if I jump the gun.

Bound to.

Mind you, who do we know hereabouts?

- Absolutely nobody! - Absolutely the right answer!

Move over, Liz Taylor.

I'll leave it with you and your parents to fix a date.

I'll phone 'em as soon as we get back.

Light the blue touch paper and retire immediately.

They'll be fine. They must be expecting something.

They expect you to grab a young farmer with a few thousand acres to his name.

They'll be fine, I promise.

Good night, all.

- (DOOR SLAMMING) - Hello?

Is anybody there?

Oi!

(METALLIC CLUNK)

Hello, Keith.

He wants to see Mr. Sellars.

He can see a solicitor in due course.

Sellars' assistant is next door.

In due course, Bellamy.

He's seeing no-one until he coughs for it.

Thing is, we found nothing on him, sarge.

And you expect me to ask the dog section

to sniff out where he's dump his bits and pieces?

- No, sarge. - On your bikes, then.

Ever since he's got ??? in Ashfordly Megson's led us a dance.

It's time he was moved on, preferably as a guest of Her Majesty.

- Sorry to hold you up. - All right if I go now?

Oh, yes. Where you off to?

Darby and Joan Mystery Tour.

- Bridlington again? - They don't like surprises.

Nothing missing?

Yeah, not that I can see. How about you, Linda?

No, nothing's been moved, Mr. Kettley.

Looks like you got here before he could fill his boots, eh.

Megson. Megson...

Keith Megson. His name's chalked up outside the cell.

Ah, yes. Yes. I believe he's helping us with our enquiries.

I think Mr. Sellars would want to know.

Well, I'm sure we tried to phone him.

- Oh? - Must have been engaged.

Well, perhaps WE should have tried again?

Why waste ratepayers' money, Mr. Rosser,

when you can tell him personally?

♪ THE PARTRIDGE FAMILY: I'm Into Something Good

♪ Woke up this morning feeling fine

♪ I've got something special on my mind

♪ Last night I met a new girl in the neighbourhood

I hope you checked that properly.

Dig dig deep, Alf. Dig deep.

Tails.

Great!

♪ Something tells me I'm into something good

Like you said, right to the bottom.

Well done, Phil.

Any news from Bellamy and Ventress?

Not yet, sarge.

Well, I understand we've got some saving up to do.

Who has?

You and us.

Oh, yeah.

Well, congratulations to you both.

Thank you, sarge.

I hope she knows what she's doing.

The life of a copper's wife, not exactly a bed of roses now, is it?

I'll give her your best wishes.

Good morning, Sergeant.

Ah... Mr. Sellars.

I've come to see Keith Megson.

Ah, yes. One of your regular cash cows.

Yes, I prefer to call them clients.

May I see him?

Of course. You might tell him

we're applying for a warrant to search his premises.

Do you think he'd like us to use a key,

or would he prefer the treacle and brown paper approach?

Try the key. Mr. Rosser from my office will go down with your men

just to see that everything is put back in its place.

Rowan!

Take him down.

Well, you took your time.

Looks like the stuff Megson jettisoned, sarge.

Well... good work Bellamy, Ventress.

Right, now when the warrant's signed,

you can turn his place upside down see if you can find some more.

Yes, sarge.

I don't know what they're talking about, Mr. Sellars.

I was nowhere near the bus depot.

So what WERE you doing?

I went into town for a drink.

I heard someone shout after me in the dark.

It scared me, that's why I ran.

And they found nothing on you?

Completely clean.

So, what's the outlook?

Well, you'll be in court later today.

Police will oppose bail.

And you'll probably be remanded in custody for a week to await trial.

- A week! No, I can't! - Can't what?

- Be banged up for a week. - Why not?

Cos I'm getting married Saturday, that's why not.

Ah. Tricky.

You know me better than most, Mr. Sellars.

I've got me faults.

But getting wed to Marilyn will be the making of me.

Well, she's an understanding woman, than, is she, this Marilyn?

I don't know about that. She's rich, though.

A widow from Whitby. She thinks the world of me.

She booked the Registry Office months ago.

I can't let her down, can I?

No, I suppose not.

Are you still living in your caravan?

Yeah.

Ah, well, you see, Keith.

Bail can only be given to those with a fixed place of residence.

I'm afraid your caravan doesn't qualify.

Perhaps your wife-to-be will offer surety and a place to stay?

No, no, no! She mustn't know, Mr. Sellars.

Look, if she finds out there's a chance of me going down, all bets would be off.

All right. Who else do we know?

(BARKING)

Mr. Greengrass?

I could be.

Derek Rosser from Sellars, Phipps and Vinecombe, solicitors.

What do you want?

I'm here on an errand of mercy for a friend of yours.

- Really? - Keith Megson.

Keith Megson a friend?

- Ha, ha, ha! - That's what he said.

Well, no matter what he says, it's got nowt to do with me.

And whatever he says I was, I wasn't.

Mr. Greengrass...

I hope you realized Megson's got a criminal record.

I don't mix with people like that.

Mr. Greengrass, just give me a moment.

I think you'll like what you hear.

Your bosses are going to guarantee all this, aren't they?

Absolutely.

All three of them, Whatsit, Doings and Vinegar?

Sellars, Phipps and Vinecombe.

We're a well respected practice, Mr. Greengrass.

We wouldn't involve you in this unless it was right for all parties.

Will the accused stand?

Mr. Megson, you are here on a charge of garage breaking.

The police are not yet able to prosecute your case.

And it will therefore be adjourned for one week.

Sergeant Blaketon?

We request a remand in custody, ma'am.

The defendant has no fixed abode.

And we believe there might be a danger that he will abscond.

Very well.

Ma'am, if it please the court, I would like to oppose a remand in custody.

On what grounds, Mr. Sellars?

I believe the evidence in this case is at best circumstantial,

and that my client will plead Not Guilty in due course.

But ma'am, Mr. Megson lives in a caravan!

One moment, please.

Ma'am, if the court were concerned that my client might abscond,

perhaps it will be willing to give him conditional bail.

The conditions being?

That he takes residence with a respected member of the community.

- You have someone in mind, I assume? - Yes, ma'am.

- Is he in court? - He is, ma'am.

A reputable businessman and long time freeholder of Aidensfield,

Mr. Claude Greengrass.

Ma'am, I object in the strongest possible terms.

You know this gentleman?

Aye, I know him.

And I know him to be totally unreliable.

Let the bench be the judge of that, Sergeant.

Proceed, Mr. Sellars.

Ma'am, Mr. Greengrass would be willing to put up a surety of £50.

£50? I thought you said it would be £25!

Can you knock it down a bit, Your Honour?

We are not here to haggle, Mr. Greengrass.

You would forfeit the money

only if the defendant fail to appear before us on the due date.

Now, please step forward and take the oath.

(I'll swing for him one of these days.)

Looks like I got Megson coming my way, sarge.

Aye, well, just keep your eye on him.

And him.

Morning.

I do solemnly swear that the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth...

Oh, it's gorgeous!

I want one!

Oh, it's really lovely, Jo.

Well, it looks like I'll have to buy me own

now you've taken the only fella I fancy!

Hey, what are you doing?

I can't wear it till it's official.

It's an on-off engagement.

Nobody's supposed to know.

We haven't even told my parents yet.

Oh, I see.

Well, it's just about the worst- kept secret in Aidensfield.

So you better hurry up!

What secret?

Ooh, here's one who doesn't know!

Surprising, really. There's one in for you.

Thank you.

Looks like your investment's paying off already.

How's George?

No change, really.

The doctors think he's making some progress, apparently.

But me Auntie Mary said he's still very down.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Give him my best.

Yeah, I will.

Has Claude been in yet?

No. He's usually in at this time.

Something must have come up.

It's ready, Keith!

Keith!

- Linda! Hey, Linda! - I can't be seen with you.

- Why not? - It was you who broke in, wasn't it.

Broke in where?

I let slip there will be money in the office.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I told you what day I bank the fares.

Don't lie to me, Keith. You're out on bail for it.

Linda.

If anyone sees me with you, they'll think I was part of it.

- Look... - It was you, wasn't it?

Wasn't it?

Yeah!

I'll lose my job, you know that?

How long we've been seeing each other?

Two weeks? Who's seen us? Nobody to speak of.

The police said you're a professional thief!

The police! Listen, I've had a lot of bad luck in my life.

Oh, yeah!

I've done wrong, I know that.

But listen, I've had a bit of luck this time. I met you.

It's true.

I've never met anyone like you.

I wanted the money for us!

Oh, no!

I know. I know it was stupid.

The police haven't got a case.

Once the court chuck it out, that'll be it.

I'll be clear. No more thieving.

I promise.

Megson! What are you messing about at?

Come on. Get...

He's coming.

You didn't say what you wanted him for.

No.

- Morning, Keith. - Morning.

- Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep. - So you should be.

- Late night? - What's up?

Where were you last night?

- Here. - You didn't go out?

No.

- Other than for a breather. - A breather?

Yeah, I went outside for a bit.

Claude was smoke-bombing the place with a frying pan.

I had to get some fresh air or choke to death.

Why? What's going on?

There was a break-in.

Some jewellery stolen from an old lady sometime last night.

So of course you thought of me.

Well, Sergeant Blaketon said I should make you my first call.

Yeah, well, he would say that, wouldn't he?

- Excuse me. Hey, can I have a word? - What?

- You popped out for a breather? - So?

I didn't come down in the last shower, you know.

You were gone for an hour or more.

I didn't do the job, Claude. Honest, on my mother's grave.

You wouldn't know where to find it.

I've got good money riding on you.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - It's alright, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Until you sign that wedding certificate,

I want you where I can see you!

Listen. Do you think I'm gonna blow the chance of getting wed

to my ... for the sake of a few trinkets?

They haven't got a case, Claude.

That's why they're trying to pin something else on me.

Listen. Trust me, and you'll be quids in.

What do you mean, 'second thoughts'?

When Mr. Rosser asked me to take Megson in,

I honestly didn't realise the risk I was taking.

What risk?

Mr. Rosser should have made it clear that you'd be rewarded handsomely

from the proceeds of Mr. Megson's forthcoming marriage.

A profit of £30. Rosser?

Yes sir, I made that clear, Mr. Sellars.

So you can't lose.

Can't I? What if he decides to scarper?

I mean, I've got a £50 dent in my back pocket, haven't I?

Mr. Megson has no reason to abscond.

That's as likely, but I mean, look,

I'm sorry, but I want you to get me out of it.

- I'm afraid that's not possible. - Why?

You swore an oath in court and only the court can release you.

See Mr. Greengrass out, would you please, Rosser.

Do you think they might accept a note from the doctor?

Thank you, Mr. Greengrass.

Two big stars...

Two big stars and you've got lots of little ones.

Can make another little one?

Yes.

You can phone your parents from here.

That's okay. I'll call them when I get home. Thanks, Eileen.

I don't mean to nag, Jo,

but they'll be very hurt if they find out for themselves.

Yes, I know.

You do think they'll be pleased, don't you?

Yes, of course.

Then let them enjoy the good news like the rest of us.

Go on, arrange to go and see them.

All right, I give in. I'll talk to them now.

Hello?

Who's there?

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh, thank you!

Say eleven o'clock?

All right, see you both then. Love to Dad.

Bye, Mum. Bye.

- Done. - Did she guess?

I said we were driving through York and we'd call in.

(PHONE RINGS)

Aidensfield Police.

Where?

All right. On my way.

Whoever it was had a good nose for it.

- Where's Mrs. Forrest? - Inside.

I got Maggie in to have a look at her. She's all of a tremble.

- Did she see anything? - No.

She was poorly in bed when it happened.

I couldn't get downstairs quickly enough.

Oh, me lovely pieces of jewellery.

Things I was going to hand on to my children.

In broad daylight, and me in me own bed.

If you'd gone dancing, it could have been worse.

They'd have had time to take more.

Dancing?

Ida normally goes to the tea dance with the Darby and Joan today.

We have a lovely day out in Whitby.

I don't think I'll ever want to dance again.

I'm convinced it's Megson, so go and bring him in.

He knows he's being sent down.

So while he's out on bail he's nicking stuff

and burying it for when he comes out.

- It's textbook criminal behaviour. - Yeah, well...

- Or do you have another theory? - Not really, no, sarge.

Well, go and bring him in.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Yes, Rosser?

- Mr. Greengrass's just on the phone. - Oh, what is it now?

Keith Megson was taken in to Ashfordly Police Station last night.

- Under arrest? - Wasn't clear. Shall I go over?

No. I'll deal with this.

It's time Sgt Blaketon had his knuckles rapped. Take my calls.

We've done the bingo run for five or six years.

The tea dance for as long I can remember.

- You do the driving? - It's either Eric or me.

You must know your customers pretty well.

Yeah.

Why are you giving me this stuff?

We've had two more break-ins.

The first one happened when the victim was out at bingo.

Well, the other should've been at the tea dance, if she didn't had flu.

Method of entry was the same as the one used to break in here.

So, the fella who got bail is at it again, eh?

It's possible.

The night he broke in,

could he have seen a list of people who'd booked trips?

Well, Linda keeps a record of those booking proper holidays,

paying deposits and so on.

But not those for the weekly runs.

I mean, they turn up at the pick-up points as and when.

And who's been the driver on the bingo and dance trips this week?

It's me. Eric's done the local services.

Have you got a local timetable?

Yes. Linda, where's the timetable?

He'll be in soon if you want to speak to him.

Thank you.

Mr. Sellars, can I have a word, please?

- Where is he? - Who?

- Mr. Megson? - He's inside somewhere.

Look, I'm dead worried about that money I've put down.

I mean, I know what the police are trying to do.

They're trying to harass him into making a run for it.

So, he'll break his bail and I'll go bankrupt.

I mean, it's alright for you but I'm self-employed!

Back again?

We've had two more burglaries.

I'd heard.

Bus gossip. Spreads like wildfire.

Do you know the two women concerned?

Yes. They're regulars.

Do you know them well enough to know if they're well-off or not?

I wouldn't say well-off.

Comfortable, I'd guess. Why?

Well, whoever broke into their homes knew it wouldn't be a waste of time.

You have no right keeping Mr. Megson here any longer.

- I have a duty to solve these crimes. - Then solve them.

And stop accusing him of every crime within a ten mile radius!

You haven't got a scrap of evidence.

You don't know that, Megson.

Bail was granted to my client

and you have tried to frustrate that order at every turn!

I won't hesitate to ask the bench to consider your action

as contempt of court if you don't release him.

You were great there, Mr. Sellars.

- They were trying to frame me. - Apparently so.

That's why I advise you to stay close to Mr. Greengrass.

Listen here, can I have a word about this, Mr. Sellars.

Look, it's not doing my blood pressure any good.

Thank you, Mr. Greengrass.

All right, Megson!

Megson. Megson!

You lost something, Claude?

Yeah, my sense of humour.

- Morning. - Morning.

- Is Blaketon in? - Yeah, but I wouldn't disturb him.

Why, what's up?

Sellars just made mincemeat out of him.

Where's Alf?

He was under here a moment ago.

Any joy at the bus depot?

No, I don't think so.

I thought one of the drivers could have been involved,

but on checking the timetable, didn't have the opportunity.

Megson still favourite, then?

If it is him, somebody must be giving him inside information.

- Night, Mr. Kettley. - Night, Linda.

- Get off me! - I just want to talk to you.

- I want nothing more to do with you. - I waited for you. Where were you?

- Get off! - All right. Okay.

What's going on?

The police say you've done two more break-ins.

- It's lies, Linda. - I don't believe you!

- I swear it. - Don't insult me.

You think I'd risk it after everything I said about you and me?

Talk to the wall, Keith.

They're trying to set me up. Don't you see that?

If I'm seen with you, I'm finished!

We could go away, somewhere where nobody knows us.

Talk sense.

I mean it, Linda.

I want to go now.

It's smaller inside than it looks from out here.

Come on.

- Oh, you're early. Come in. - We made good time.

- Hello, Nick. - Hello, Mrs. Weston.

Come on in.

Graham's in the garden. I'll go and get him.

No... let Nick.

Oh. Yes, all right.

He's round the back. Just go through that door at the end.

Right.

Come on. I'll make you a cup of tea.

- Oh, hello, Nick! - Mr. Weston.

Good to see you again.

- En route, are you? - Yes.

Got time for a bite to eat?

Well, not really, no.

Ah, pity. Come to drag me in?

Yeah... and have a word with you.

Mmm?

Yeah.

Fire away.

Well, it's about Jo and me.

Well, you know we've been seeing each other for quite a while now.

Well, she's said nothing to the contrary,

so I assume you were still in the ... here.

Well, things have... developed.

Oh?

I've asked Jo to marry me, Mr. Weston.

Oh. Oh, I see.

And has she agreed?

Yeah. And we'd like it if you'd give your approval.

My approval.

(CHUCKLES)

Yes, well. Goodness.

A surprise, I must say.

Give me your coat, Nick.

Tea, Nick?

Oh yes, please.

- Graham? - Ah... yes, please.

Something happened?

Yes, dear. Good news.

Jo and Nick are engaged.

Engaged?

I said you'd be surprised.

I can't believe it!

We've been seeing each other for months, Mum.

You must have expected something.

Yes, I expected more of you.

More what?

More sense, for heaven's sake!

I've nothing against Nick, but he has a family.

Don't you think I've taken that into account?

How should I know?

You haven't taken us into account.

Fiona...

You are throwing everything we've ever given you back in our faces.

What?

We didn't bring you up to be handcuffed to a sink,

a child...

...and a village bobby?

Fiona!

It's all your fault it's gone this far!

Look, I don't know what you intended for Jo, Mrs. Weston.

But she's old enough to know what she wants.

And she'll carry on with her teaching career as before.

No doubt she'll need the money.

Mum, Nick and I love one another.

I'm having nothing to do with this nonsense.

Fiona, please...

And neither are you!

- She doesn't mean it. - Of course I mean it!

- It's not you, Nick. - Yes, it is.

Why don't you just come out and say

that you don't think he's good enough for me?

Well, you said it.

The truth is he's too good, he's too good for me probably.

And he's certainly too good for a mean-minded snob like you!

- Jo... - You keep out of it.

No, I can't keep out of it, Mrs. Weston.

I love Jo and I'm sorry you don't think it's a good idea,

but we're getting married with or without your blessing.

I know you never wanted me to be happy

but you didn't have to prove it.

Jo!

♪ GERRY AND THE PACEMAKERS: Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying

♪ Don't let the sun catch you crying

Come on. To hell with them.

It's all right.

♪ Your heart may be broken tonight

♪ But tomorrow in the morning light

Right, I'll be off then, Claude.

Off? Off where?

Marilyn's. Can you let me have the truck?

- Ah. So long as I'm in it with you. - You what?

You think I'm letting you go over there on your own?

Pigs might!

Keith!

You've got a visitor.

Marilyn, Claude Greengrass.

Hello.

It's about 40 quid's worth.

What did I tell you, eh, Claude?

Need any help, Marilyn?

Possibly.

What can I do for you then, darling?

Is this all right?

Yeah!

That seems all right.

Hey, hey! Guests, remember?

What did you bring him for?

Well, you've not really met anyone I know, have you?

- Was he your first choice? - Of course not.

He just happened to be coming over here. He's in antiques.

- I can't wait, Keith. - I can see that.

- Got your new suit organised? - Yeah. Pick it up Friday.

- No last minute doubts? - Not on your life.

Morning. Thought it was a bit quiet in here!

Tea's up, Claude.

Keith tells me you're in antiques.

Ah well, I've been known to dabble.

I'm short of one or two pieces myself.

Oh, really?

They're on my wedding list.

You're really subtle, you know that.

Not many shopping days to go. Are there, Claude.

(WEAK CHUCKLE)

Use the orange one.

Do the pussy-cat's skirt, that's it.

I'm sorry it went so badly.

Her mum was really angry.

Will she come round?

I doubt it.

I reckon it's gonna be a small do.

Not that I'm bothered.

I had all that before.

Shame for Jo, though.

(PHONE RINGS)

Telephone.

I'll get it.

Aidensfield Police.

"Hello, Mr. Rowan. It's Ida Forrest."

I've found something.

Can you describe the man you bought it from?

Thirties, medium build.

He wore glasses and a trilby.

Is this him?

Hard to say.

Is this all he had?

No, he wanted to sell a number of pieces.

Well, didn't that make you suspicious?

No. People are always running short of cash.

Some things I have to take on trust, constable.

(GRUNTING)

Megson?

Megson!

What?

Megson?

Oh, you're out here, are you?

Large as life, Claude. Large as life.

Yeah, twice as ugly.

Come on, inside.

Amazing. And nothing else has been touched.

She heard about the other two break-ins,

and was sure no-one would find this.

Well, you can see her point.

How much was this stuff worth?

More than you and me can earn in a year.

She doesn't look like she's got ... together.

Why didn't she put it in a bank?

Why, it must be something they ate during the war.

What's that?

Spanton's Tailors.

3:30 Friday.

Alright, you hold on here. I'll go and check this out.

Rowan? It IS Megson's appointment card, Mr. Spanton's just confirmed it.

So bring him in and cuff him. This time he's staying.

Oh, not you again. What now?

- Where's Keith? - He's inside.

Hey, ain't it about time you stop persecuting an innocent man?

I'll get you a season ticket.

- Not you lot again. What is it now? - Get your coat, Keith.

And your toothbrush.

I don't believe this.

Don't tell me. You've had another break-in.

Last night. How did you guess?

He were here all last night.

Careful, Claude. This time Keith slipped up. Left a calling card.

What?

A tailor's business card with your Friday appointment on it.

He were never out of my sight, honest!

I'll get a jacket.

He was definitely here all last night!

Oh, leave off, Claude. It's boring.

Keith!

Keith!

Come on, don't be stupid! Open the door.

Keith!

Hey, don't...

Oh, that's marvellous, that is!

Innocent man? What do you say now?

I think I can say goodbye to 50 quid!

Well, division have organised roadblocks east and west.

Well, we reckon he's heading towards the coast, sarge,

hoping the woman he's going to marry will help him.

Well, let's make sure he's honeymooning in Armley.

Rowan, wrap it up at the scene of the crime.

Right, sarge.

- Mrs. Franklin? - Is there any hope, do you think?

Well, we have an idea who might have done it.

Oh, well...

But even if we arrest someone,

we may not recover all of your valuables.

You said no-one knew about them?

Well, I didn't show them off, Constable.

Just the odd item when I went to bingo, that's all.

But your family knew?

Oh, of course.

But even they don't know my hiding place.

I'm more upset for them than I am for myself.

I'd only just put things straight in my will.

Which one to get which item, you know.

If your family didn't know and

something happened to you unexpectedly, say,

how would they have found them?

Oh, it's in my will.

Your will states where the jewellery is hidden?

Of course. I'm not so stupid.

Who's your solicitor, Mrs. Franklin?

Oh, a nice young man at Sellars, Phipps, and Vinecomb.

- "Mr. Rosser?" - "Yes. Yes, that's the name."

"He's not a partner, but very obliging."

Hmm. Very nice.

I'm not sure I could take the set.

I can't break it.

If you're willing to wait,

I'll call someone who might come in with me.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Phil...

When you and Alf searched Megson's caravan, who let you in?

Rosser. He watched us like a hawk.

That's where he got the card.

Look, there's a message from the station.

Black's jewellers has been on.

Said the man who sold them the brooch is in the shop now.

He's busy at the moment. He said he'd call back.

- Did he say when? - As soon as he can.

If you'd rather not wait...

No. I'll wait.

♪ THE MONKEES: Last Train To Clarksville

There they are. No Megson, though.

Well, he wasn't hanging about. They could've missed him.

Well, they set up 20 minutes ago.

By my reckoning, he had to have done 90-plus

to have been through them before then.

Perhaps he's going west.

Sorry about the delay.

Could you ring him again, ask him how long?

(SCREECHING TYRES)

That was him!

Right Megson, outside!

You come with me.

Yes, I'm sure you'd like it. It's just your thing.

If you took the bracelet and earrings, I could buy the necklace.

The quality's excellent.

Diamonds, rubies...

This sort of thing doesn't come up often.

That's him!

All right! All right!

But you're gonna keep him in here now, surely?

I thought he was a friend of yours.

Aye, well. You thought wrong, didn't you.

Then why did you stand his bail?

It was a business arrangement.

Well, you can relax now.

Looks like he's in for the duration.

Him and his girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

Yeah. The one he ran off with.

Girl from the bus depot.

A girl from the bus depot?

Yeah.

- Dirty, lying little toerag. - What's up?

Ask his rich wife-to-be that was!

Hey, that's the bloke I told you about.

He's the one that lumbered me in the first place!

- I want a word with him! - Yeah. Later, Claude.

I didn't do it! I didn't do any of 'em!

Just stop wasting my time, Megson!

You're browbeating my client.

Take it to court and stop wasting our time!

- (KNOCKING) - Yes?

Sarge...

Can't you see I'm in the middle an interview, Rowan!

I thought you'd rather question the guilty man instead.

I've got good news for you, Linda.

We know you weren't involved. Keith didn't do the burglaries.

- He didn't? - No.

What about the break-in at the depot?

Oh, that's different.

I didn't know about that, either.

We know.

- Am I free to go now? - Hmm.

Keith as well?

Well, he's still on bail...

But he's gone already.

Oh.

Look, it's none of my business...

but you'd do as well to steer clear of him.

He said he loved me.

Yes.

♪ THE HOLLIES: Just One Look

You want to hold it there for me, please!

Nice big smile!

Wonderful. Thank you very much.

♪ Just one look

♪ And I felt so I, I...

♪ I'm in love

♪ With you, oh, oh...

Married man, eh? Hard to credit.

Look at the bright side. You could be sent down next week.

What about the uppance?

- What, you want it now? - No, yesterday, come on!

- You think I've done the right thing? - You can't lose, Keith.

You think?

Well, however she turns out, lad,

she's still going to be too good for you, ain't she!

You're a real mate, you are, Claude.

Catch!

Claude's got the money, folks,

so anything you want in the pub across the road.

Sorry! I'm sorry!

How wrong can you be?

He wasn't my cup of tea, but qualified and ambitious.

Well, that was his problem.

He said he knew he had no future with you,

but was desperate to get the money to start up on his own.

Well, he knew Megson's MO in detail.

And which of your clients had jewellery stashed away.

When Megson got bail, he couldn't resist.

Well...

I think I need a drink.

You do appreciate how damaging this could be to my practice?

We're an old established firm

but we have nothing without our good name.

Rather like us, Mr. Sellars.

Yes... of course.

Well, don't just stand there. Make the tea!

I'll supply the cream cakes.

Right, sarge.

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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

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