♪ Heartbeat, why do you miss when my baby kisses me?
♪ Heartbeat, why does a love kiss stay in my memory?
♪ ALAN PRICE SET: Simon Smith & The Amazing Dancing Bear
♪ I may go out tomorrow if I can borrow a coat to wear
♪ Oh, I'd step out in style with my sincere smile and my dancing bear
♪ Outrageous, alarming...
God, it's so cold!
♪ Who would think a boy and bear could be well accepted everywhere?
♪ It's just amazing how fair people can be
♪ Seen at the nicest places, where well-fed faces all stop to stare
♪ Making the grandest entrance is Simon Smith and his dancing bear
(SHIVERS)
♪ They feed us, don't they?
Hurry up!
♪ It's just amazing how fair people can be
Your, your hands are freezing!
So are your feet.
What are you doing?
- Nick. - Yeah?
You left the bathroom light on.
And don't let the cold in.
Right, let's do it!
Fill me up!
Right, that's it. Come on!
Didn't have to hit him, Baz!
Yeah, but I did though, didn't I?
TYRES SQUEAL
All quiet on t'western front, Alf?
Cutting it a bit fine, are't we?
Who's to know? He's gone home, hasn't he?
Late on shift, Bellamy?
Punctual, more like, Sarge.
Oh, here we go again.
My new car's been nicked.
Oh, dear.
It's no laughing matter.
Well, that depends on your point of view, Greengrass.
Generally, I would agree with you.
Theft is no laughing matter.
But that, coming from you?
(LAUGHS)
Did you say something, Bellamy?
No, Sarge.
Then perhaps you'll take the details of this... theft.
Only don't get too close, there's a nasty smell in here.
Good job he's gone then, in't it?
PHONE RINGS
Aidensfield Police.
Nick...
Hello?
It's Alex. I...
Kate! It's Alex. Something's happened.
Yeah, it's the surgery in Aidensfield.
Okay, quick as you can. Thank you.
I was a damn fool.
You were very brave.
I was an idiot.
The ambulance is on its way.
I'll not go in to hospital.
Alex, with any head injury, there's a serious risk.
Yes, I know.
- So you're going to hospital. - No, I'm not going!
Alf, it's Nick.
Hello, Nick. What?
- I don't know the registration. - Hang on a minute.
You can't missed it. It's big, a Yank, left hooker,
with a soft top, red big whatsits, pink.
- Red whatsits? - I can't hear myself think!
- Hold on. - Take him in the interview room!
Right. Right, hold on, will do.
Where is he now?
What's going on?
The surgery at Aidensfield has been broken into, sarge.
Dr. Ferrenby's been hurt.
Right Nick, will do.
Right, let's go and take a look.
Er, it's the end of the shift, sarge.
If I take Bellamy, you'll have to stay here and take care of Greengrass.
Thought that would shift him.
BELL RINGING
I don't suppose I can start clearing up?
Sorry about this, Dr. Rowan.
I spoke to CID on the way over.
Looks like the same gang did a chemist's in Scarborough
and two surgeries in Whitby.
A bit out of their way up here, are't they?
All crowbar jobs and all,
but this is the first time someone's been hit.
May not be the last, though.
It was carefully planned, sarge.
They came straight in here, they know what they were looking for.
Dr. Rowan, any idea what's missing? And the value?
At least a hundred pounds' worth.
All the amphetamines and barbiturates are gone.
Some of them are lethal if misused.
Aye. And they all look like Sweeties.
That's all we need.
Right Rowan, that's your job for tomorrow.
Schools.
Kate, can you do us a favour?
Come up with a list new patients,
any transients or people not normally registered with you?
I can't think of anyone but I'll check my notes for the last week or so.
Could you get a pound of mince at the butcher's,
cos I've got not time to do any shopping today.
Now watch yourself, Gina.
I'm going to Pickering, Uncle George.
No, I mean in that thing.
Sooner you than me.
- Have a nice time. - I will. See you tonight.
- Tada! - Tada.
Come and sit down, Mrs. Briggs.
I'm sorry about the mess.
I suppose you've heard.
How is Dr. Ferrenby?
They'll keep him in for a few days.
Now, how can I help you?
I think I'm pregnant again, Doctor.
Do you have any idea how many weeks?
Uh ten, twelve.
I don't know what to do. I'm...
I'm sick all the time. I can't keep anything down.
I feel worn out.
I wondered if there was something I could take?
I don't prescribe medication in early pregnancy
because of a possible risk to the foetus.
You were Dr. Ferrenby's patient.
He said the same.
I can't go on like this, Doctor, I can't.
Oh, come on, now.
Mavis, isn't it?
I see Dr. Ferrenby confirmed your last pregnancy in July 1960.
And it was your first child?
I miscarried in September.
There's no mention of that here.
I... we went private.
And who was the consultant?
Mr. Holland.
I don't think I know him.
No. He's dead now.
And you haven't been back to see Dr. Ferrenby since?
No.
Have you told your husband?
He must be pleased.
More than please that I'm pregnant, yes?
He can't stand me being sick though,
he's quite fussy that way.
- How long have you been married? - Fourteen years.
And apart from 1960, no other pregnancies?
I had another miscarriage in 1962.
Alright.
Well, first things first.
Let's take some samples, shall we?
♪ THE SHADOWS: F.B.I. ♪
- Oh, it's a great bubble car, Gina. - Do you like it?
Yeah. So how are you, how's life?
Oh you know, it's been quiet.
Quiet? In a pub?
Well, it's not exactly Liverpool round here, is it?
I know what you mean.
Oh, you should see the old folks' home where I work.
How is it going? How's your first week in Yorkshire?
- I've known worse. - What do you do for fun?
Oh, there's a few lads.
- I mean, teddy boys, mostly. - Charming!
Aye, they're not so bad.
I mean, they know how to have a laugh.
And you've kicked all your old habits?
Oh, come on Gina, look around you.
Now where am I going to get any gear like that in this place?
Anyway, I've packed all that in.
So come on then, where are we going?
Jane, can you do me a favour?
Test on these as soon as possible.
I know I'm jumping the queue.
Just ordinary preggers?
Yes, but the woman's 41 and has miscarried twice.
So if there are any complications, I need to know now. Thanks.
Excuse me. Mr. Thorpe around?
Thank you.
Mr. Thorpe?
Yes, constable. What brings you here?
We had a break-in at a surgery in Aidensfield last night.
Some pills were taken.
We're worried about them getting passed around the schools.
Ah, I see. Was it children who broke in?
Well, it looks like a gang's moved into the area.
We've had similar break-ins in Scarborough and Whitby.
Well, I'll warn the staff to be extra vigilant,
but we've never had any trouble like that before.
Well, there's always a first time.
Yes, as you say. Oh, this looks dangerous!
Come on, Graham. Come on!
Round play. Come on, Graham, shoot!
Now, shoot!
YES!
Well done, Graham! Well played!
I hope we'd get away with a draw.
Ah, ah, that's that then.
Oh, excuse me, Constable.
Thanks for letting us know.
We'll keep our eyes open.
Thanks for your help.
- Hello, Dad. - Well, it's good to see you.
- Yeah, you too. - Well done, it was a great game.
Thanks.
How've you been?
Fine, fine.
You've got time for a cup of tea?
Best not. Mum's coming to pick me up later.
Oh. Well, in that case, best leave it.
Yeah.
Maybe next time, eh?
Yeah. Look, I'd best go. See you around.
Ben-zo-di...
...az-e-pine.
Alf.
I wish they'd pinch something simple.
I've seen Blaketon in his civvies.
So? It's his day off.
He's not on till two o'clock tomorrow.
He's watching a school football match.
Where's that then?
Just down the road.
Ashfordly versus Pickering.
Ah. Well, if there was a lad called Graham playing, that's his son.
His son? I didn't even know he was married.
Well, he's not any more.
I never knew.
There's a lot you don't know, isn't there?
But when you do, take my advice, keep it under your hat.
Why?
Well, I was there when it happened.
It was about fifteen years since.
Always the same old story.
Copper never at home, wife stuck inside with a kid.
And that was that.
About the only time he sees the lad is at football matches.
Poor old Blaketon.
Aye, he took it badly.
He never mentions it. So don't you.
What's the matter lads? Cat died?
What's all that then?
It's like trying to get blood out of a stone.
And I managed to get the CID report on previous chemist and surgery break-ins.
[indistinct]
(TANNOY) 'Sister McDonald, casualty.'
Look at you!
I won't have that bedpan Hitler telling me what to do,
even if it means crawling all the way to the ablutions on my hands and knees.
They're keeping you in for observation.
Doctors! What do they know?
Alex, you know what they say about doctors making bad patients.
Talking of which, do you remember Mavis Briggs?
She was a patient of yours in 1960,
but went private shortly after getting pregnant.
I most certainly do.
Why?
Her husband threatened to sue me.
The poor woman was having the most dreadful morning nausea.
I refused to give her anything for it.
He accused me of negligence.
Did you know the consultant, Holland?
Oh yes. He's dead now.
Why, what do you want to know about her?
Well, she miscarried with that baby,
and then she had another miscarriage in 1962.
Now, she's pregnant again and I'd really like to see Holland's notes.
Would they be stored here?
Interesting point. I'll see what I can find out.
Give me something to do.
And it will annoy Sister Enema.
Kate, will you check my diary? It's on the desk in my study.
Cancel any appointments, just for a day or two, mind.
Right.
No, Sister, not the bedpan.
The telephone, if you please.
Well!
♪ THE ANIMALS: House Of The Rising Sun
♪ There is a house in New Orleans...
♪ ...they call the Rising Sun.
♪ And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
♪ And, God, I know I'm one. ♪
There's a funny smell in that motor, Baz.
Petrol. Must have a leak somewhere.
What you got in yours, Phil?
Neighbours, bloke walking his dogs,
courting couple, but no direct witnesses.
Well, there wouldn't be, would there? It was the middle of the night.
Any mention of window cleaners?
Go on, Sherlock. Case of the Midnight Window Cleaners?
Both of these mention a couple of lads
offering to clean people's windows the day before.
Ah, I see what you mean.
They weren't locals, never been seen before.
Oh, hang on.
Here we go, window cleaners. You could be right.
- 'Hello'? - Kate? It's me.
Listen. Have you any window cleaners around lately?
'I don't think so. Why?'
For all these other break-ins mentioned
having their windows cleaned just prior to a burglary.
'Well, we haven't any round here.'
Any odd-jobmen?
'We haven't had any. Sorry.'
No, all right. See you later. Bye.
It was worth following up.
Where did you find these two tabby?
Hey, they're not so bad once you get to know them.
Just as long as none of them put his arm around me.
You have gone fussy.
Nah, they're just not my type.
Here we are, ladies.
Thanks.
Fancy going for a walk later, Jean?
It's Gina!
- 'Yes?' - Oh, Kate. It's Alex here.
- 'Hello, Alex.' - Listen, I've got something for you.
- 'You have'? - Can you come over this evening?
- 'Yes, of course. I'll be in later.' - Oh, excellent.
I'll look forward to seeing you.
- Yes, oh, Kate? - 'Yes'?
Bring my whisky, will you?
'Oh, all right, then. Bye.'
There you go, Baz.
Pass us some gear then.
What, here?
Aye.
What do you fancy?
Well, none of those for a start, you berk.
Pass us one of the real ones from the matchbox.
Sell them the real stuff first, right.
When they come back and ask for more, make up the rest with the other stuff.
Steady on, Baz!
Don't worry, kid. I got plans.
They don't include dying young.
One damn thing after another, isn't it?
I've got to send for the vet now.
What for? Alfred looks all right to me.
No, not him. The damned horse has gone lame.
Afternoon, George. Claude.
If it's left to this lot
it's a certainty I shall never see my new car again.
If anyone's stupid enough to drive around in a stolen pink Cadillac,
then we'll find them.
Cadillac? It's a Chrysler Imperial.
And it's probably hundreds of miles away by now.
I hope they can afford the petrol.
Now, don't worry, Claude. It will turn up sooner or later.
George, have you heard of any new window cleaners in the area?
Not to my knowledge.
Well, can you ask around? Let me know if you hear anything.
While you're about it, see if you can find out
about any stolen American motorcars,
if you are joining the force, like.
Debbie, I've got to go!
- Oh, stay a bit longer! - I can't. It's my Uncle George.
Oh, what's wrong with him?
He's got to be careful. He's used to having me around the place.
Never saw you as one for lugging barrels of beer around.
People change when they're stuck in Aidensfield.
Oh, why don't you come over sometime?
Okay, next time I'll do that. I'll give you a ring next week.
All right. See you then.
- Goodbye, Mrs. Cunhard. - Goodbye. Thank you.
You're welcome.
And how you go.
Nick!
You were right.
That's nice of you to say so, love. What about?
Window cleaners. We had some at the surgery last week.
They must have come while I was out.
- Did Alex see them? - He paid them.
Well, I'd better have a word with him.
You can come with me, I said I'll call in tonight.
- Alright. - How was your trip to the schools?
I had a ??? with the headteachers.
I told them to keep their eyes open.
I saw a football match. Guess who was watching.
- Who? - Blaketon. His son was playing.
I didn't even know he was married.
Well, neither did I. Alf told me.
They got divorced when the boy was about three.
Must be eighteen now. Lives in Pickering.
Does Blaketon see much of him?
Not from what Alf says.
It's funny you know.
I worked with the bloke all this time
and I don't know the first thing about him.
I wonder why they broke up.
Being a copper I supposed. Never at home.
- There's a lesson for us all there. - I know.
I'm more worried about the hours doctors work.
Come on, you'd better get cleaned up.
I'll be ready to go in ten minutes.
Hello, Alex.
Hello, Kate, dear.
Hello, Nick.
Hello, Alex. How are you feeling?
Much better, thank you.
Kate, I had a word with my friend in gynae.
They sent me over Mavis Brigg's records.
There's a suggestion the miscarriages were linked
in some way to the morning sickness.
Thank you, Alex. These notes going to be very useful.
Nick wants to have a word with you and I've got to go and get some x-rays.
- I won't be long. - All right.
There you go.
Oh! Oh, thank you, Nick. Thank you.
Alex, did you have some window cleaners in last week?
Yes. Yes, I did.
Had you seen them before?
No. They said they were new to the area. Why?
Could they have been the blokes that attacked you last night?
Possible, I suppose.
Can you describe them?
Well, just ordinary looking.
Early twenties. One dark, one fairish. Medium height.
They had a green van.
Afraid I can't be any more use to you.
Well if you remember anything more, let me know eh.
Indeed I will. Did Kate bring my whisky?
Stay there, son. I'll get you some crisps.
Give us a large Scotch will you George, and a packet of crisps.
What's the news on Muffin the Mule?
They need you, don't they. They can't find out what's wrong.
First the vet says it's colic.
Then he says it's lame.
There's got to be a difference, ain't there.
It's doing some serious damage to my wallet, I can tell you.
You can afford it, Claude!
... I can't. Not the way things are going.
Debbie, how did you get here?
Caught the bus, silly.
I thought you said you were going to have an early night.
I changed my mind, didn't I?
I went out with the lads and decided to come over and see you.
Uncle George, this is me friend, Debbie.
How do you do?
What are you having?
Rum and coke, please.
So, this is Aidensfield.
What are you staring at?
Not much.
Hello there.
Good evening, constable. I wanted a word with the doctor here.
What is it?
My apologies for disturbing you, Dr. Rowan.
I've only just got back from a union meeting.
Yes?
I'm Gordon Briggs. Mavis is my wife.
Come in.
I'll leave you to it.
I take it this is about your wife?
It is. Not to put too fine a point on it,
I'd like to know why you're refusing her medication.
Because it's dangerous to prescribe drugs in early pregnancy.
Well that's ridiculous.
I just found out what she's been hiding from me,
the vomiting, the nausea, all that.
To be honest, Dr. Rowan, I would have thought
a woman would have had more sympathy,
otherwise I'd never would have let her register with you in the first place.
You wouldn't?
No, I would not.
In fact, we've been private before and much against my principles,
we should go private again.
Mr. Briggs, your wife is my patient.
- So? - So it's her decision.
Is it?
Would you tell her I'll see her tomorrow
with the results of her pregnancy tests?
You all right?
Self-satisfied, pompous ass!
I'm glad it's his wife I'm treating and not him.
Fancy a nightcap?
All right.
Are you okay?
I feel a bit weird.
I think I've done summat silly.
Debbie, have you taken something?
Erm, no. No, I'll be all right.
Get us another drink.
I don't think you should.
Oh my God, Debbie!
Do you think she's on something?
She's done drugs before.
Nick, get an ambulance, quick.
♪ DAVE BERRY: The Crying Game
♪ I've had my share of the crying game
I'll go with her.
It could be barbiturate and alcohol poisoning,
but if it is, we don't know how long ago she took them.
Can I go with her?
I need to talk to you, Gina.
♪ ... you know where you are, you're saying goodbye
You think she's gonna be all right?
I don't know. Let's hope so.
How do you know her?
We were friends back in Liverpool.
She's got a job at an old folks home in Pickering,
she's only been here a week.
Have you seen much of her recently?
Only today. She gave me a call and we arranged to meet.
I knew she'd get herself into trouble being here on her own.
I just had this feeling.
Did you know about these?
No, I didn't. I'd have flushed them down the toilet if I had.
Any idea where she might have got them from?
No.
She's your friend, Gina. You're the one she came to see.
Mr. Rowan. I went through all that years ago.
I'm not going to get into trouble and I don't want Debbie in trouble either.
This is important, Gina.
A lot of drugs have been stolen lately
and it's likely they're being sold round here.
You heard about the break-in at Dr. Ferrenby's and what's happened to him.
So where did she get these?
Look, we had the day out together.
We met a few boys, we had a laugh and I came home.
Then she turned up here. I don't know.
BELL RINGING
I wish I knew what she'd taken.
It could be any combination.
She's stopped breathing!
Is there any pulse?
I need to get in touch with her family.
- You'll have a job! - Why?
She's a Barnado's kid.
And what with being new in the area,
I reckon I'm about the only person she's got.
Then tell me about these two teds you mentioned.
They're nothing special. Just boys she hung round with.
Do they have names?
Ricky and Spike. That's all I know about them.
Here Nick, can I have a word?
Yes, George.
Seeing as I'm responsible for her, is she in trouble?
If she's telling the truth, George, she's in the clear.
God help her if she's not, though.
PHONE RINGS
Aidensfield Police.
- 'Hello, Nick.' - Morning, Alf.
'Can you come in as quick as you can.'
Blaketon's on the warpath.
Yeah, I know he's off duty this morning, but he's here.
Yes, sir.
Yes sir, I realize CID have a major investigation on their hands, but
we've had some incidents here as well.
Well, can I at least put some of my men
onto following up any leads we get up here?
Thank you, sir.
KNOCK AT THE DOOR
You wanted to see me, sarge?
Ah Rowan. This report you left last night.
It weren't the only incident we had.
There was a youngster taken into hospital with some kind of fit.
Another lad crashed his car after falling asleep at the wheel.
Both drugs related, were they?
Looks like it.
Now, CID are up to their ears, so they tell me.
So I want you and Bellamy to go over to Pickering
and follow up those teddy boys you mentioned.
Now, I've got an appointment this morning,
but I'll be back on after lunch.
Report to me then.
Yes, Sarge.
Gynaecology Department, please.
Hello. I'd like to make an appointment for a Mavis Briggs.
♪ THE SMALL FACES: Itchycoo Park
♪ Over Bridge of Sighs,
♪ To rest my eyes in shades of green.
♪ Under dreaming spires
♪ To Itchycoo Park that's where I've been.
♪ What did you do there?
♪ I got high.
♪ What did you feel there?
♪ Well, I cried.
I won't be long.
♪ It's all too beautiful
♪ It's all too beautiful ♪
Mr. Briggs, I'm glad I caught you.
Could you move your car, please? I've got a meeting in 20 mins.
Can we go inside? I've got some information for you.
Did you not hear what I said? I've got an urgent appointment.
Yes I did, but this is important for you both.
The test is positive. You're definitely pregnant.
But there could be complications,
so I've arranged for a specialist at Ashfordly hospital to see you.
- When? - Eleven o'clock.
- Today? - Has to be.
I was lucky he could fit you in.
And we don't want to take any risks this time.
But Gordon's got a big meeting at half-past ten.
Well, don't worry, love.
I'll drop you at the hospital, go on to the meeting, then pick you up again.
I'd better get myself ready.
They won't keep me in, will they?
I don't think so, but take a few things just in case.
I have to be at the hospital myself later this morning
so I'll see you at the clinic.
Right.
Dr. Rowan.
Will I have another miscarriage?
Let's wait and see what the specialist says.
I haven't been taking anything, since you said.
Are there any more anywhere?
There's some in the cabinet over there.
Gordon won't throw anything away.
These German preparations...
We were on holiday.
Can I take them with me?
Did you get anything out of the landlady?
No. Says she hardly ever spoke to Debbie.
She did let me into her room, though.
What did you find?
Gina mentioned a couple of teds.
One called Ricky, one called Spike.
- You'll get fat. - I am fat.
BANG AT THE DOOR
They think it's great gear, Baz.
They want to buy some more.
Twenty quid. All right?
Yeah. Fine.
- You gone crazy or what? - What?
Why did you bring them back here for, idiot?
Well Baz, you said we'll be out of here in a couple of hours.
Yeah, well. You get out there and flog some more.
Don't bring anybody else back here!
Why, what are you going to do?
I'm going to finish off sorting out this batch.
They always seem to bring me a rush job at coffee time.
Can you identify these for me? They were bought in Germany.
Right. Then they should be listed in here.
Now the pills look like sweeties.
But if anybody offers you any,
tell your mum or your dad to phone the police station straightaway.
Understand? Okay, okay.
Yeah, one's Ricky, one's Spike. Do you know them?
No, never seen 'em.
Alright. Cheers.
Hello, lads.
Mind if I ask you a few questions?
- Not now, I'm busy. - What did you say?
You heard.
Which one of you's Ricky and which one's Spike?
Let's start again, shall we?
- You do what you like. - Oh, I will mate, don't worry.
Now then, which one of you's Ricky?
He is.
Berk!
Well, you must be Spike.
You know a couple of girls called Debbie and Gina?
- Never heard of them. - Bit of all right, are they?
No, they're not all right.
One of them's in hospital with barbiturate poisoning.
- Only having a smoke. - Oh, yeah?
Get off! You can't do this!
Can't I? So where did you get these then, eh?
You were with Debbie yesterday, we know you were.
If she dies and you gave her any of those pills,
you can find youself up for manslaughter.
Hey look. It wasn't us. It was these blokes.
Shut it!
What blokes?
I don't know. This fella called Baz and his mate, Neil.
Is that true?
Yeah. They've got this lock-up.
Where?
Ashfordly somewhere.
Would you recognize this lock-up if you saw it again?
Yeah.
Well, let's go, shall we?
♪ THE PRETTY THINGS: Don't Bring Me Down
♪ But until then I'll stay as I am
♪ You say I'm being mean Don't bring me down
♪ Don't bring me down
♪ But until then I'll stay as I am
♪ You say I'm being mean Don't bring me down
♪ Don't bring me down
♪ Don't bring me down ♪
'We're on our back to Ashfordly with two witnesses.'
'They may be actually show us where the stuff's coming from.'
(TANNOY): 'McDonald, casualty.'
She's only just gone in, Mr. Briggs.
Could I have a quick word?
I took these bottle of pills from your medicine cabinet.
Can you tell me when you bought them?
Germany. We were doing castles of the Rhine. August 1960.
She uh, Mavis started being sick.
It was ruining the holiday, so I went to the chemist.
And she miscarried in September.
Are you saying it was the pills?
You could just buy them over the counter.
Not any more. The drug has been withdrawn.
In some women, it was found to cause uterine spasms and contractions,
and in the case of pregnant women...
Oh God!
It's not your fault, Mr. Briggs.
Nobody knew at the time.
That's what they said about thalidomide, isn't it?
God, what have I done?
What with all the trouble we'd had, the tests and everything,
we'd both been under a lot of pressure.
When it turned out she was pregnant,
I thought a holiday would do both of us good.
And she started being sick all the time.
There's no point in blaming yourself.
But you see how important it is to accept medical advice.
I know we've had our differences, Dr. Rowan,
and you think I'm interfering.
But I was doing it for her.
When you haven't got a family, that's all you ever want in life.
To see your wife holding a baby.
That's the place.
Alf, we're at the brick works in Leather Lane.
We've still got these two witnesses in tow. Can you send a back-up?
That's one of them.
Right. Let's go.
Right. You take him. I'll check the garage.
You two, stay where you are!
Right. Let's hop it.
Arrgh! You die!
Ah. Argh!
Get it out! Get it out!
Get it out! Argh!
Nick! Is he all right?
I'm not too sure about this one, Phil.
You'd better get an ambulance quick.
Gordon, it's good news.
The consultant says there's no medical reason why I shouldn't go full term.
- Thank God! - That's great.
(TANNOY): 'Dr. Rowan.'
I've got to go. Come and see me in two weeks for a check-up.
Nick, what are you doing here?
What's happened to your hand?
- I had to put a fire out. - Is it bad?
Not as bad as the fella I dragged out.
- What fella? Where? - Dr. Rowan?
- Yes? - Dr. Ferrenby's ready to go now.
Oh, I'll go and collect him.
I'll come with you.
Yeah, what happened?
Debbie.
Gina?
Are you with us?
I think so.
Well, next time you tell me you're clean,
I'd appreciate it if you stay that way for more than five minutes.
Just thank God you're all right. You stupid cow!
You getting soft, or what?
There he is.
Hello, Alex.
It's Blaketon.
He's a regular. He has been doing it for years.
Right. So if you're very clever, you can work out...
You lose one family, you try and find another.
Right. Now, as they say on the wireless, are you sitting comfortably?
- Yes. - Well, are you?
YES!
Right. Then I'll begin.
Here is our Rupert, sound asleep, tucked in his own small bed.
How little dreams he what dark plots are gathering round his head.
Safe in his parents' home again, he's free from all alarm.
But in the world outside there are bad folk who wish him... harm.