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[theme music playing]

[whistling]

Easter in Yorkshire, eh, Jess?

[children chattering, laughing]

Look at the wee 'uns egghunting.

Rather them than me!

-Oh! -[tyres screech]

I'm so sorry!

Watch where you're goin'!

I'm very sorry.

| took my eye off for a second...

[Siegfried] Oh, blast it!

Put it on the list. Syrup of cocillana.

[softly] Syrup of...

K's SO lolooely hare] tomouiteiningsoacke

with the labels facing out?!

Salamoniac, small.

Udder ointment, two tins.

Perchloride of Mercury. Wrong place.

No, wailt, Cain you jjust-= can you spell that please?

Oh, and some more absorbent gauze.

Six dozen rolls should do it.

Absorbent gauze. Six dozen.

[Siegfried] Would you mind?

I've an awtul lot to get through.

What if | do mind?

[kettle whistling]

[Slegiiriec]| You thait souncl means it's boiling, yes?

[Janes] Theyre saying we dropped more beornlbs

than alll German raids ion London in the Great War.

Well, sounds to me like they con't you atter alll.

| should withdraw my name if | were you.

-Very funny. -Where's Mrs Hall?

Out with Gerald maybe?

[telephone ringing]

You're welcome!

| suppose you want me to get that?

[sighs]

| never thought I'd admit this, but we're missing Tristan.

[telephone ringing]

[Helen] | wish he would just admit it.

Between giving up his pipe and missing Tris,

he's really found a new level, an't he?

At least the smoking's just for Lent.

That was Slavens.

Another difficult lambing, he said.

That's the second one this month!

Poor man. He must be really struggling.

[Siegfried] He's an experienced farmer.

He's perfectly capable of sorting it out himself.

Oh, it must be your sparkling company

he enjoys, Siegfried.

Oscar Wile sarcasm tine lowest form of vit,

But the highest form of intelligence.

I'll see you later.

| know he can be...

-[door shuts] -[inhales]

-...testing. -Testing?

The longest 40 days of my life.

He keeps rabbiting on about self-control.

If he was so great at it,

winy's Ine askee Auclrey to hile his tobacco?

| caught him looking for it in the airing cupboard.

He keeps lecturing me about how | should

-"renounce me indulgences". -What did you say?

Whiskey was the onlly thing stooping me murdering hin.

[chuckles]

[serene music playing]

[hums]

-Get out of the way, sheep! -[horn honking]

[Siegfried] Thank you!

[serene music continues]

[Siegfried] Mr Slavens.

[Clifford] Mr Farnon, good morning.

Kind of you to come so quickly.

(Siegiiried|] There's not a tlake of snow lin Darrowby.

[Clifford] Aye, it's like the North Pole up here.

You get three seasons in one day!

[Siegfried] That Hurley's cut?

[Clifford] It is, are you partial to it an’ all?

[Siegfried] No, it's a filthy habit.

Where's the patient?

[Clifford] Just through here.

[indistinct chatter]

-[Helen] Good morning. -[woman] Hey, James!

[James] Good morning!

[Gnuckles] Ol, James, lookdatatine ialiittiebrace’s!

Is that broodiness | detect?

Mm. Say that again.

-"Broodiness" -Broodiness.

[both laugh]

[indistinct chatter]

[rlelen]] Don't you wish tnere wasnt a war on?

| better get started.

Those ducks won't race themselves.

[music turns lively]

Right then, are we ready?

[children] Yeah!

So the first duck under that bridge wins.

-Right? -[children] Yes!

-[children] One, two, three... -One, two, three, quack!

[crowd cheering]

[indistinct chatter]

Oi! Stop that!

[indistinct chatter]

[boy] Go on, Todd, you can do it. Come on.

[dog whimpers]

[indistinct chatter continues]

Oi! | want a word with you!

[crowd cheering]

[sheep bleating]

[lamb bleating]

[softly] There we go.

It's a capital job, Mr Farnon.

Yes.

ii Surprised you neeced me, it straightiornward enough.

[Clifford] Aye, but it's a job for small mitts.

Yours are smaller than mine. [chuckles]

Our Elsie were a breech.

TOOK Some PUSHIN’ an” pullin to get ‘er | can tell thes.

[chuckles] Oh look, ‘e's perkin' up now.

Would you mind putting that out?

It can't be any good for the lamb.

[sheep bleating]

[Clifford] Oh, ‘eck. | hope she hasn't rejected it.

Poor little bugger.

[bleats]

Sine prooaloly blannes tt for causing her alll that pain.

[gentle music playing]

Oh, | hope not.

I'm sure she'll come round.

Will you stay for a brew, Mr Farnon?

[Siegfried] No, | should get on.

[lamb bleating]

(Siegiried|] Just, ern, call me if there's any ttroulole.

Aye. Will do.

Thanks again.

Hey, hey.

[dog whimpering]

Hello there.

All right, little one.

I'm not going to hurt you.

There we go.

Let's have a wee look at you, shall we?

Are you poorly, little fella?

-[groans] -[sharp ringing]

Stay away from ‘im!

[breathes heavily]

[boy] Stay away from my dog!

[tender music playing]

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[tender music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter continues]

[man] Next!

I'd like to...

Well, I'm here about...

Speak up, | can't hear you!

I'm looking to get a divorce.

On what grounds?

Erm...

I-- | don't know what you'd call it.

We've been apart for years.

Desertion.

Well, it weren't how that sounds.

man] Flave you NAC any Contact witth your husband

in the past three years?

Hmm.

You'll need to fill these in.

Now?

We require a cetailled statement cocumenting iSite gation

of your marriage, together with any--

A statement?

Together with any relevant correspondence,

photographs and documents, yes.

Can't | just...

The thing is, | haven't seen him in so long,

| thought | could just...

Well, you thought wrong.

Next!

How come I've not seen him around before?

rié Used to Go to senool vwitin Jenny they were little.

-They booted him out. -What for?

Not showing up, | think.

Binks. Wesley Binks.

You all right in there, Siegfried?

Yes, | was just looking for something.

-Not your by any chance? What?

No, of course not.

Oh.

[James] If you ask me, he's trouble.

He should be in borstal.

Well, meyoe you sinoule Give him a break.

Some folk are just dealt a bad hand in life.

Mayoe So, lout people like lnim shouldn't oe allowed! pets.

Wino shouldn't oe allowed! pets?

JAMNes thuIMmoee! loy a boy att the cluck race.

-[chuckles] -It's not how it sounds!

rie wasn't 2 boy, tor a start. tle a young mean

-A very young man. -[sniggers]

And now he's starting a campaign to lorling oulolic hanging.

[Jannes] You sould have seen look ihe gave ne!

LIke he wanited! to cisemioowel nie with a rusty fork.

[enuexles] Doe you kknow lnin, Audrey? Wesley Binks.

Audrey?

ls everyining alll righnit? You con't yourself.

Quite all right, thank you, Helen.

Siegiiried|] People like that are born troublemakers.

There's nothing anyone can do to change them.

[clicks tongue] You don't believe that. Here.

[Siegfried] A wild dog will bite you, Helen,

just as a spicer knows to make 2 weld or a bird a nest

It's in their nature.

Well, now is itt you cain loreelx a wile horse then?

Did you order those supplies?

When | say I'll do something, Siegfried, | do it.

Noted.

-Stay strong. -[chuckles]

[Mrs Hall] We're on the home straight.

[Helen laughs]

Here y'are.

Do you he lives? This Binks?

Old mill terrace.

Just past the Robinsons' farm, last | heard.

James, don't do anything daft.

It's not about the boy. It's the dog.

Winy? Do you talk he's mistreating it?

Or maybe worse than that.

| think he has distemper.

Oh, that's bad, int it?

Unless you catch it early enough,

it's a death sentence.

[dog whimpers]

[tender music playing]

[sighs]

[Siegfried] Are the others out?

[Mrs Hall] | didn't hear you come in.

[Siegfried] Oh.

No! Give that to me!

You're getting divorced?

That's a good shot of Edward.

Isn't it? [sighs]

I'm worried about him.

It's no lolooely shut away in a tin.

Put it up somewhere you can see it.

-You're sure you don't mind? -Of course not.

Be nice to have one of Iris up LOOy

If such a thing exists.

His fondness for gurning like a chimpanzee

in every picture makes it something of a challenge.

[chuckles softly]

[indistinct chatter]

Excuse me?

I'm looking for Wesley Binks' house.

Aye, it's just round t'corner. Second door.

Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

[knocking on door]

Hello. I'm here--

Wait! I'm a vet. | think your dog has distemper.

-What's that? -It's a serious disease.

He must have caught it from another dog.

-| dunno what you're on alooult.

Can | take a proper look at him?

Please? Can | come in?

Piss off.

[Wesley] Did you not 'ear me?

I Not Ggolng anywinere dll | your dog, Wesley.

He needs help.

My name's James. James Herriot.

[dog whimpers]

You're not 'alf as good as you think you are.

That's a pity.

| had dreams of playing for Scotland.

Is anyone at home?

You done wi' that?

The pork pie? Go ahead.

What's his name?

Duke.

[James] And how old is he?

[Wesley] What's with all questions?

The more | know about him,

the better chance | have of helping him.

riow Go you know lie’s got... whatever it's called?

You see how he's flinching in the light?

It's called photophobia. It's one of the signs.

Ane! you must have noticsel pus in his eyes.

Don't know what you're on about.

ror MOSt cogs witin clistemper, outlook's pretty bleak.

Look, | just want to help him, Wesley.

I've nad an liclea, lout you nave, to want to help Ini too.

Now what he needs most is treatment,

and lif ine's winere he cain be properly ted

-and looked after-- -Who do you think you are?

Tellin’ me how to treat my own dog?

Yer talkin’ shite!

[soft whimsical music playing]

[door opens, shuts]

[Siegfried] Where the bloody hell

has she hidden it?

-[James] Siegfried? -[Siegfried] Ooh!

[James] What clo you co when an animal's suffering,

but the owner won't let you treat it?

| tale iit this is Wesley Binks we're talking alooutt?

His dog has distemper.

Ah. Not much hope for him then.

Maybe not, but | have to try something.

eMixed! macterin's your loest lott. -Y@s, | know tnett,

But like | said, it's Wesley that's the problem.

[Siegfried] If he doesn't want your help,

you have to accept it.

It's the owners that employ us, not the animals.

But | can't just stand back and do nothing!

It seems to me that you've done everything you can.

Wien | younger, ain early night was a punishment.

Now it's a treat.

You're still thinking about that dog, aren't you?

| think I'm going to report it to the RSPCA.

Are you sure, James?

-That's a big decision. -| Know.

But I've a duty to make sure

it isn't spread to any other dogs.

No matter what you think of that boy,

does he really deserve to lose his dog?

Because that's what'll happen.

Then he should have taken better care of him!

I've got to put the animal first.

| really hope you're right.

| don't see that | have any choice.

Come on.

[tender music playing]

[upbeat music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[James] Uh-huh... Uh-huh.

Very good. Uh-huh...

All right, I'll meet you outside the property.

Thanks. Bye.

They agreed it's an animal welfare emergency.

I'm to meet them outside Wesley's place in an hour.

Well, at least tinait clog'll stand a chance now.

God sake, cut it out!

-Come on, Jess, come on! -[telephone ringing]

Is it tomorrow, Siegfried, or Easter Sunday?

-What? -When Lent is officially over.

You must be counting down the hours.

You seem to think this is a challenge for me,

it's simply a question of tenacity.

When Commits to something, it throug.

But it's not forever though...

Well, it could be.

| coulle! easily le a non-smoker tf | chose to be.

Oh, that were Mr Slavens on the phone.

Says his ewe's rejected its lamb.

-Right. -[knocking on door]

[groans]

-[Mrs Hall] Yes. -It's just dirty.

Get down!

Oh, stop-- no!

Delivery for Farnon.

[Mrs Hall] Are you sure?

What on earth is it?

Sterile dressings, it says here.

| ordered six dozen rolls.

No, you ordered six dozen boxes.

There's six boxes in each one.

No, wail, weal Can we send them back?

[clelivery man] You'll nave to speak tto head! office.

They're closed 'til Tuesday.

Happy Easter!

Look, I'll tell Siegfried that I've made a mistake.

How bad can it be?

Yeah, you're right.

What can we do?

Let's stick it in the pantry.

I'll get James.

[whimsical music playing]

-[Mrs Hall] Oops. -[pants]

-That the last of 'em? -Aye.

-All right. -Oh.

-James. -[James groans]

[Helen] Here.

Here!

He's coming, he's coming! He's coming, he's coming!

Quick. Quick, quick, quick! Get in!

Where's James?

Um, he's upstairs, | think.

[James grunts] Bugger!

[exhales]

[door opens]

Were you just going to leave me in there?

[both laugh]

-The things | do for you. -[both laughing]

[sheep bleating]

[Clifford] She won't let 'im near ‘er, Mr Farnon.

Has he had any milk at all?

| gave linn a loottde last night, out it's colostrum he needs.

Let's have a look.

-[bleats] -Shh, shh, shh.

-Her mouth seems fine. -[sheep bleats]

All right, old girl. I'm not going to hurt you.

No sores,

no mastitis as far as | can see.

Have you used a bonding pen before?

A few of these should do the trick.

-Right. -[lamb bleats]

INOW eS) ir Wwe Cant give you a helping hand, eh?

-[indistinct chatter] -[dog barking]

[children laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Er, Mrs Binks?

Aye?

My name's rlerriot, I"nn a vet. And this lady's the RSPCA.

We're looking for Wesley.

Oh, he's out wi' the dog. You'll find him on the tops.

Well, actuallly, clo you maline| if we speak to you?

[children chattering, laughing]

Sit yourself down.

[woman] Thank you.

SO you must Wesley's grandmother?

Great grandmother.

I've never seen vitnery round here.

What's this about?

It's about Duke, Mrs Binks.

Given his health and general condition,

we eel Ine would Oil IMS ONNeCONeke |SCiSKealic’

Honest to God, | wish he'd never got that dog.

Last thing we need is another mouth to feed.

Well, there's no shame in it. When times are tough like these,

pets are often the first to go without.

Ha! You try tellin’ that to Wes!

Puts that dog before hisself!

He's been giving his food to Duke.

Worships that dog, he does.

| can't tell you the rows we've had.

And is this where the dog sleeps?

[Mrs Binks] Aye.

-Would you excuse us, Mrs Binks? -Oh.

[sighs] That dog!

Clearly, | was wrong.

Duke has plenty of ttooel, lis is pristine.

He's well looked after.

I'm sorry for wasting your time,

but you're obviously not needed here after all.

-Mr Herriot, I-- -[Wesley] Oi!

-What's goin' on? -[James] Wes.

There's nothing to worry about. | can explain.

-Wes! -It's obvious to me,

Mr Herriot, that the animal is poorly,

and in a situation that poses risk to its life.

You know as well | do

that the animal would be better off in our care.

But he's doing his best for him!

Please, look, Inn prepairec! to take full responsibility.

Ml make sure Duke gets alll the necessary care,

if that's what you need to hear.

Right. Well, next time,

make Sure YOU Go a Proper ASSESSING MMOMUNEESIUUALIOnN

-before calling us. -Thank you, thank you.

Wes!

Wes | can see you're hiding behind there.

I'm so sorry.

and my cog again,

and you'll be sorry.

Wes, if you don't let me help him, he is going to die.

[dramatic music playing]

How are your daughters, Mr Slavens?

You have two girls as | recall?

Both well, thanks for askin’.

Lily turns 21 this year.

They grow up fast, don't they?

Now, the trick is to hold her head up high

with your hand on... the halter like this.

Right. Put the lamb down.

Come on. Come on.

[bleats]

Yes, you'll need to hold her legs. Um...

[both bleating]

Oh.

[lamb bleating]

[bleating]

[gentle music playing]

There we go.

You'll have to repeat this every four to six hours

until the ewe and lamb have bonded.

-| can't do this on me own. -No, you need a helping hand.

Me farmhands have gone off to fight, both of 'em.

Well, I'm sure one of your daughters could help.

Or Mrs Slavens.

She's strong as an ox as | recall.

Aye. That she is.

How long does it usually take?

=lihe bonding? Er, a tew delys. sheep bleating)

You cain always give me anotner alll if there’s any trouble.

Aye. Thank you, Mr Farnon.

You serulo thet any hareer you'll clislocate something.

You were right about Wesley.

What happened?

KShoulciincvcmnavcroscunnee ne mistreating lnis dog.

Now he hates me and I've probably just

condemned Duke to death.

Well, you put the animal first.

But | let Wesley down.

[whimsical music playing]

Ah, Helen.

What is this and why is it in here?

What are you doing in the linen cupboard?

You can't answer a quesiion| witin another question!

-Why can't I? -You just did it again!

I'm sure Audrey has her reasons.

[Siegfried] Wait.

Do you happen to know if Mr and Mrs Slavens

have been having... difficulties of some sort?

What?

Valerie Slavens clied last maontin.

-Surely you knew that? -Oh, God.

Poor man's barely got over his daughters flying the nest.

Now, he's all on his own.

[Duke whimpers]

[glum music playing]

Hey, you're all right.

It's all right, lad.

You have to help him, mister.

You've done the right thing, Wesley.

| Know it wasn't easy.

| Knew he weren't right.

| just...

| thought he might get better.

This Is something called hyperimmune serunn,

it helps the body fight the infection.

Good lad.

I've had 'im since he were a pup.

He's me best pal in t'world.

I'll do everything | can, | promise you.

| don't want 'im to die.

There's one thing working in Duke's favour,

he's not a pure bred.

You see, cross-bred dogs, they have a thing

called hybrid vigour,

which helps them to fight disease.

witth a loit of luck, we've caught it carly enough.

[Wesley] | Know it int enough.

Dont worry, there's ho Gnairge. aNo, | don't want charity.

It's not charity, it's, um...

No, thank you.

There must be some way | can pay?

Wesley Binks is going to be doing

some work for us, Siegfried.

The boy who attacked you?

He's not a bad lad.

rie'S going to help us mucking out animal sired

for a few days.

Have you completely lost your mind?

| think it's a good idea.

He'll be fine, Siegfried.

| trust him.

Jess, Dash! Come on!

[soft dramatic music playing]

Oh, here you are.

I'm... [clears throat]

| were thinking of putting

another parcel together for Tris

if you wanted to write him a letter?

Um, there's really nothing new to report.

| don't think | can do it.

| made my vows before God.

On Sunday, I'll be in church,

on the holiest day of the year,

with Gerald beside me.

I'm not sure | had considered his intentions

towards you before now.

Gerald?

Oh, no, it's not that.

I've no intention of leaving, Mr Farnon,

if that's what you're worried about.

That's not what | meant.

Will there be anything else?

[serene music playing]

[Clifford] Mr Farnon!

Kine! of you to crop in. | just passing.

Not nearly so mardy today.

Your trick seems to be working.

Mr Slavens, when | yesterday,

I'm afraid | didn't know about your wife.

I'm so sorry.

| had no idea you were... up here by yourself.

One minute the house is full of folk and laughter,

the next it's empty.

It can't loe easy with your daughters gone too.

It's daft.

You think they'll be around forever.

You don't expect them to...

not need you anymore.

Still, you nave to let iine thelr own way, con't you?

They'll be back when they need me.

[chuckles]

[James] Good lad. That should do it.

Ho-u-din-ny...

[James] It's Houdini. The Great Houdini.

So is he always escaping then?

Take your eye oi lniinn for 2 andl lne's gone.

James.

Siegfried. This is Wesley.

Yes, I've heard all about Wesley Binks.

Mr Herriot seems to think you're doing well.

Let's see, shall we?

Winy con't you leave this to me, Slegtirled?

-Have you changed their water? -Yes, sir.

Ane! they've alll feel and tihe cages cleaned.

Who takes 'em out?

Sorry?

Well, they can't stay couped up

in this cage all day. It ain't right!

They're only here until they're well enough

to return to their own home.

Well, they still need a run around.

I'll let you to discuss this with Mr Herriot.

| owe you an apology, Mrs Hall.

For the way | spoke to you last night.

I'm also aware that I've not een at my most, um, patient,

or gooeHnatturec, tihese past few weeks.

Anyway, last night, I...

Um, these are personal matters, none of my business.

Of course you must seek a divorce.

They want a statement.

A detailed account of my entire marriage.

And | just...

Yes, it must be hard to dredge all that stuff up.

It's between Robert and me. No-one else.

Sometiines we have tto that monster right iin tine face.

Show we're not afraid of it anymore.

Well, it's not that | don't want to.

Because | do...

desperately.

Well, why don't you use my study?

| promise you once It's clone, you'll like a new woman.

| can tO Mt that yourre not cisturioed.

[sighs]

[tender music playing]

[whimsical music playing]

Hmm, | wonder...

[laughs]

Helen?

-Siegfried? -[Siegfried] In here.

This way.

Thank you.

| made a mistake with the order.

A mistake?

We've enougin to SES Out tine decade.

-I'm sorry! I-- -Where's my tobacco?

Siegfried, | meant to say,

itr you have any other jolos you'd like Wesley to clo,

just let me know.

[Siegfried] Aha!

| thought you'd given up.

Well... nobody's perfect.

| don't know if it's the structure

or the responsibility,

lout Wes lhas taken to worik like a duck to water.

wondering tif we mligint find hin something more regular.

| think we might do better than that.

Come on.

[inspirational music playing]

Duke, come on, Duke!

Good boy!

Duke, yeah, good boy!

[whistling]

Good boy!

| can see why you like it up here.

Mr Herriot.

Hello, boy!

He's looking much better.

| been cleanin’ his nose just like you told me.

Yeah, but it's more than that. His eyes are brighter.

He's been eatin’ like a horse.

That's good to hear. [chuckles]

Ay.

Do you think he might mek it then?

KS too early to say tor sure. But these are good signs.

[sighs]

D'you hear that?

Good lad.

He's a lucky dog.

| don't think he could wish for a better owner.

Listen, Mr Farnon had an idea

which | wanted to talk to you about...

-How's Duke with snow? -[Wesley] He loves it!

[James] That's good.

[Wesley] Why's that?

[James] You'll see soon enough.

[inspirational music continues]

You're all right, mister.

Go on.

Hello, mister. I'm Clifford.

Nice to meet ya.

-What's your dog called? -Duke.

Hi, Duke.

[music fades]

Let the merry cymbal sound f

I Fill the pipe With greatest pleasure J

~ Pom porom, porom, pom, pom I

At least you made it to Easter.

I'll give up some day.

I'm glad you're going to church.

Nobody will judge you, Mrs Hall.

And if they do, so bloody what?

| wanted to thank you.

-For your help yesterday. -Oh, | didn't do anything.

| disagree.

You were right.

It was something that | needed to do.

He looks so proud.

[Siegfried] Rightly so.

-And not a hint of chimpanzee. -[Siegfried laughs]

Wetting tt alll cowmn sometimes helps, you know.

A wise man taught me that.

Gerald!

Morning, Audrey.

Ah, Mr Farnon.

Morning. Happy Easter!

Happy Easter.

[Siegfried] Well... enjoy the service.

You not coming?

| think I'll give this one a miss.

I've a letter to write.

[inspirational music playing]

[sheep bleating]

He'll be all right.

[inspirational music continues]

[theme music playing]

[theme music concludes]