♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪
♪ Well, I'm free to do what I want
♪ Any old time
♪ Cos I'm free to do what I want
♪ Any old time
♪ You've gotta
♪ Love me, hold me
♪ Love me, hold me ♪
Morning.
Is it? Still?
This your van, sir?
It most certainly is, constable.
You do realize this is private land?
I do.
And in answer to your next question,
yes, I have obtained permission from Mr. Kettleton to park here.
And I paid through the nose for the privilege.
Is there some other way in which I can help you?
No, I don't think so.
Well, in that case, if you'll excuse me.
My son and I have an appointment at your local school.
Right, sir.
Don't want to go to school today, Papa.
Everybody has to go to school, Simon.
Got a headache though.
Tell you what.
How about we go fishing first, then call at the school later.
Okay.
Come on then.
You got one of those in there for me, Alf?
No, it's built-in radar he's got
for tea being poured anywhere in Yorkshire.
Your usual, is it? Shaken, not stirred?
Now then, Bellamy, all set, are we?
- Rarin' to go, sarge. - That's what I like to hear.
Sarge, Eileen wants to know what time she's supposed to be ready.
One o'clock.
We wouldn't want to be late for the kick off,
seeing as I'm taking it.
Kick off?
Blaketon's big day.
He's being made president of the Rugby Club.
So he gets to enter a team in the Summer Sevens.
Guess who he's been duff enough to chose as his captain?
Now, not that I have any intention of turning out, mind you.
Thanks. Only raving maniacs play in the Sevens.
Heart-attack territory.
Oh, I thought you were playing.
Huh. A lot can happen in 24 hours, isn't it?
I've known people put their shoulders out,
just rolling over in bed.
Usually happens the night of the Summer Sevens.
Funny that, isn't it?
You all right now?
Certainly different from what you're used to, eh?
Yeah.
Yeah, there's nowhere quite like this part of the world, son.
How much longer are we staying, Papa?
I don't know. Haven't made any plans yet.
I thought you were having a nice time?
I am.
Wish Mum was with us, though.
Your mother never could stand fishing, Simon.
She used to say that the fish looked at you.
Sort of accusingly, you know.
PLAYGROUND HUBBUB
Will you be staying in Aidensfield long, Mr. Carter?
Well, it's hard to say at the moment, Mrs. Watkins.
But if you could take him just a few weeks?
- I'm sure that we can. - Thank you.
Perhaps we could squeeze him into your class, Miss Weston?
Fine.
It's Simon, is it?
Oops! Hey, watch it, you lot.
You can join in, if you want.
I never had you down as a Rugby Union buff, Claude.
It's not for pleasure, is it? It's business.
- What sort of business? - Mine.
I never knew you knew owt about rugby, Claude.
You would be amazed, Joseph, just how much I know about you
know nowt about me knowing nowt about.
What's that mean?
I'm not sure! It sounded all right when I started.
What's your game?
Quite right you should ask, constable,
given the lawless times in which we live, eh?
So?
Looking for my friend, Mr. Carter.
Don't suppose you'd know where he got to, would you?
Well, he did say something about going to the school
when I was here this morning.
Oh, I see.
Your name, sir?
Loxton. Clive.
From London?
Which makes three of us, right?
Well, if I see Mr. Carter, I'll tell him you were looking for him.
Most kind of you.
My head hurts.
Still?
And my legs.
It's all that running about you've been doing.
You not feeling well?
He's had a bit of a cold.
Ah.
What about some crisps then, eh?
All right.
Magic word!
Please.
Okay.
Is he all right?
I'm afraid he's been sick.
Oh, never mind, I'll clean up.
It's okay, I've got him.
Should we get a doctor?
No, I don't think so.
Just a bit of car sickness, that's all.
He's been a bit off colour all day.
I'll get a cloth.
Maggie!
Can you have a look at this kid in the garden, he's really sick.
Sure.
Well, that was a quick getaway.
It's strange the way they took off like that.
If a child's been car sick,
the last thing you do is stick them back in and drive off.
These people local?
Just visiting, I think.
He told Gina they were staying in a caravan just outside the village.
Oh, yeah, I've met them. Had a word with them this morning.
They're staying up at Kettleton's field.
Oh, I might just drop in if I'm passing that way tomorrow.
You miss that, you know, Maggie. You should have been a copper.
You're even nosier than I am!
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Feeling any better?
Not much.
Oh, dear.
SHARP TAP
Gotcha!
♪ THE BEATLES: 'Blackbird'
♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night
♪ Take these broken wings and learn to fly
♪ All your life
♪ You were only waiting for this moment to arrive
♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night
♪ Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
Hello.
I'm Maggie Bolton, the district nurse here in Aidensfield.
Oh, yes?
I heard your little boy wasn't very well yesterday.
Oh, just a little bit of car sickness.
No cause for alarm, nurse.
Well, I'm happy to take a look at him, if you like.
Yes, all right.
Something wrong with your leg, Bellamy?
It's me hamstring, sarge.
Tightened up on me in the night.
It's all that extra practice I've been doing.
This means you won't be free for the match.
Sarge, if you only knew how disappointed I was.
Well, this means you won't need the afternoon off.
Well, I did think I might go down and give the lads a bit of a shout.
Oh, I'm sure you did, Bellamy.
From the comfort and safety of the bar, no doubt.
But I think you'd be more gainfully employed back here.
Back here, sarge?
Cleaning out that spare cell
which you've been turning into your own private rubbish dump.
Feel free to make a start on it any time...
...within the next five minutes.
I tell you what, Phil.
You certainly put one over him that time.
Oh, that's not nice, Nick. To mock the afflicted.
Get knotted, will you?
Hey, Phil...
- Don't forget to limp! - Ha-ha ha.
So, how are you feeling?
Got a sore head.
Why don't you just snuggle down?
Come on.
That's right.
How does that feel?
Okay.
His temperature's a bit high.
Well, he's had the sniffles for the last few days now.
That could be it.
Have any of his friends back home had colds?
Possibly.
- And you're from London? - Yeah.
- On holiday? - That's right.
I think it would be a good idea
if one of our local GPs had a look at him.
I'm sure that's not necessary.
You can't be too careful with children, Mr. Carter.
No, of course you can't, nurse.
But then again, let's not over-react, eh?
I'd hardly call it that.
The boy is a bit of a hypochondriac.
By this time tomorrow, I'm sure he'll be bouncing around again as usual.
So, it's a bit soon to call in the heavy mob, I think.
I still feel a doctor should see him.
And I don't want him getting this out of proportion
and spoiling his holiday!
He doesn't pick up in the next few days, I'll get back to you...
...like a shot.
Mr. Carter.
My telephone number. Just in case.
Thank you.
Now then, Bellamy, what are you doing here?
You won't believe what's happened, sarge.
Surprise me.
Well, it's me leg. Loosened up overnight. Look.
Oh aye? Well, in that case, you'd best get yourself stripped off.
Thanks, sarge.
And clean up that cell tomorrow.
Right, sarge.
Young Phil one of your stars, then?
Oh, Bellamy's alright, if he doesn't have to do anything clever
like kick the ball.
Oh, the lad you should keep your eye on is young Fairbrother.
He can run like a stag and side-step in mid air.
And kick like Barry John?
Barry John?! He's not a Yorkshireman!
♪ SPENCER DAVIS GROUP: 'Keep On Running'
♪ Keep on hidin'
♪ One fine day I'm gonna be the one
♪ Who'll make you understand
♪ Oh, yeah! I'm gonna be your man ♪
By gum, he's a good lad, that Fairbrother.
What did I tell you?
Mind you, you probably won't believe it, but when I were in me pomp
I'd used to back-heel 'em.
You're quite right, Claude. I don't believe it.
And when I suggested we call the doctor before that,
he couldn't wait to get rid of me.
- Thanks, Sheila. - Thanks.
He wasn't exactly welcoming when I was there.
Then when I was going, I noticed the tyres on his car.
All four flat as pancakes.
♪ Keep on runnin'
♪ Keep on hidin'
♪ One fine day I'm gonna be the one
♪ Who'll make you understand
♪ Oh, yeah! I'm gonna be your man
♪ Keep on runnin'
♪ Runnin' from my arms
♪ One fine day I'm gonna be the one ♪
What did I tell you, Eileen? Look at him go!
Go on, my son.
Can I pick 'em!
WHISTLE BLOWS CHEERING
Excuse me.
What are you doing in here, Greengrass?
I'm partial to a bit of rugby, you know, Mr. Blaketon.
And I tell you something else. I'm very impressed with the set up here.
I'm thinking of applying for membership.
Hey, you are the President.
You might be able to put my name forward.
If I thought there was even a chance, I'd blackball you myself.
You're going the right way to get struck off my Christmas card list!
Well, you have got a problem, sir.
The tyre valves have been removed.
Any idea who might be responsible?
No. Thought I heard something last night.
Probably some kids messing about.
Your friend find you?
My friend, constable?
Clive Loxton. He was here looking for you yesterday.
Don't know any Clive Loxton.
Look um, couldn't help me, could you?
Find a local mechanic fix these tyres for me?
I'll ask at the village garage.
I'd be very grateful.
Papa!
Excuse me, would you.
Very impressive, young man.
Ta very much.
Like the old swerve, that's the way I used to do, you know.
Why, you used to do a bit, did you?
All the Lancashire league clubs were after me at one time.
Warrington. Widnes. St. Helen's. The lot.
Really?
If you uh... if you ever think of going over to the professionals,
I mean, you'll have to go over the hill to get the real money,
but I've put me address on there, all right?
Put it away.
Just get in touch. I might be able to make one or two arrangements.
Right.
That's it.
♪ Swing low, sweet chariot
♪ Coming for to carry me home ♪
Now then.
What did Greengrass want? Your autograph?!
You'll laugh when I tell you.
Will I?
Oh, missed it. There we go.
Keep going. That's it, next one up.
I think actually we're going to have to stop.
Well done, everyone. Off you go and get changed.
CHEERING
- Hello. - Oh, hello.
You're in charge, are you?
I wouldn't put it as strongly as that!
There's a caravan parked just outside the village.
Some kids were heard hanging around there last night.
Oh, yeah?
Someone's car tyres were let down.
Just wondered if any of your lot knew anything about it.
Well, if they do, they certainly haven't let anything slip today.
Well, if you hear anything.
You're new at the school, are you?
New-ish.
I'm Nick Rowan.
I'm what passes as the long arm of the law around here.
Jo Weston. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Here we are, Kenneth. Well done.
RAUCOUS CHEERING
You'll play for Yorkshire yet!
Enough of the talk and get the beers in!
Eight pints of bitter. Stick 'em on Bellamy's bill!
Eh! I heard that!
How many times you want telling, Greengrass?
- What? - This club is for members only.
Yeah, I paid to come in. Do you want to see my programme?
That just entitled you to admittance to the ground.
Now leave!
You aren't going the right way to get new members, you know.
His name's Carter.
He's parked at the Kettleton's field, just down by the river.
Aye, er, well...
I've got a couple of rush jobs on today.
When you've got a minute, eh?
Alright.
Well, I haven't seen the kid yet, but he must be with him.
So how soon can you get here?
Right.
Don't worry. They're not going anywhere.
Bye.
- Hello again. - Oh, hello.
Did you find Mr. Carter?
I did actually, yeah.
Funny.
Why?
Well, he didn't seem to have heard of a Clive Loxton.
Ah, well, that's cos we only met once. At a party.
And between you and me,
we were both seeing pink elephants at that time.
Well, I was tipped off he was in the area, so I thought I'd surprise him.
And did you?
I think I did a bit, yeah.
Morning.
Really?
So, how did the Sevens go?
I was brilliant. I think.
Well, that's more than you are now, from the look of it.
The last time I saw eyes like that they were in a sheep's head.
Good night, then?
I can't remember a lot about it, to be honest.
Except for one thing.
What?
What Ken Fairbrother told me about Greengrass's latest racket.
♪ SPENCER DAVIS GROUP: 'Somebody Help Me'
♪ Somebody help me, yeah
♪ Somebody help me now
♪ Won't somebody tell me what I've done wrong? ♪
Any chance of a lift? My car's out of commission.
- He's still sick, then? - He's worse.
The surgery won't be open.
- The district nurse? - She'll be out on her calls.
- We could try the hospital. - Right.
Can I help you?
(FRENCH ACCENT) Yes, you can arrest the pig that's kidnapped my child!
I want that man arrested now.
I need a few details first. You are...?
My name is Michelle Blanchard.
And where do you fit into this, Mr. Loxton?
I work for Miss Blanchard.
As what, exactly?
I run my own private inquiry agency.
And that allows you to let people's tyres down, is it?
Who, me, constable?
Alright, now what's all this about?
It was a year ago, about.
My husband and I were divorced.
- Your husband being Mr. Carter, right? - That's right.
I was granted custody of our only child.
My husband, he was granted access.
Generous access.
But not enough for him!
Day and night, he followed us.
So, in the end, I took Simon to my parents' home in France.
Even there he came after us.
One afternoon, it was a few weeks ago,
I come home from the shops,
and they tell me that his father's called to take Simon out.
I have not seen my baby since!
How's she been sleeping?
She hasn't, very much.
Probably her milk teeth coming through.
Anyway, sound in wind and limb, aren't you, sweetheart?
Next, she hears from a friend he's end up in London with the kid.
- Did you inform the police? - Of course.
But by the time they get there he's already gone
taking Simon with him.
Your London police were not what you call, enthusiastic.
That's why we were brought in.
And where we failed, you found him, did you?
Wasn't that difficult.
The point is that they are here right now in your village.
So, if you'd like to come with us, constable.
Just to make the whole thing official.
I prefer to handle this on my own, thank you, Mr. Loxton.
I want to be there when you arrest him.
I have a right to be there!
- Okay, Mrs. Blanchard. - Miss Blanchard.
I'll have to ask you to calm down a bit.
I understand the child has not been well.
Not well? You tell me my baby is sick?
I want to go to him, Loxton, now!
You're the boss.
Allez! Vite!
Nick, I've got the Land Rover with me. Shall I come too?
Yeah.
♪ I've been lookin' for my baby
♪ North, south, east and west
♪ You know I'll find the girl
♪ You know she'll never rest
♪ Cos I want some of your lovin'
♪ That you promised to give to me
♪ You promised to me ♪
Listen. I just thought I'd let you know. You know, the little Carter lad.
He seems to have taken a turn for the worse.
So, I just dropped him and his dad at the hospital.
Thanks, Gina.
Alright. Ta-ra.
♪ I'll roam across the country
♪ Across the ocean too
♪ I'll even climb a mountain, girl
♪ To get back home to you
♪ Cos I want some of your kissin'
♪ Ooh, that's what I really need ♪
Erm, Miss Blanchard,
it appears your son's been taken to hospital.
Hospital?
Yeah, you'd better follow us.
Mr. Carter?
The doctor's having a look at him now.
Thank you.
KNOCKING
Yes?
Sarge?
Ah, Bellamy.
Your friend and mine, Claude Jeremiah Greengrass,
and his sudden interest hanging about the rugby club.
Yeah?
Well, since I don't believe it's to improve his nefarious little mind,
I think he's up to something.
So have a sniff around,
and see if you can find out what.
I think I know what it is, sarge.
You do?
Well, you've heard about his latest money-making wheeze,
haven't you, sarge?
No.
Talent scout. For one of the big Lancashire rugby league clubs.
Well, at least that's his story. I mean,
whether they know anything about it is an entirely different matter.
You're not serious?
Between me and you sarge, he's already tapped up Ken Fairbrother.
- What? - At the Sevens.
Right from under your nose.
Bellamy...
...this time I really will kill him.
Michelle...
Where is my son?
Don't you mean our son?
How dare you just kidnap him like that?
Kidnap?!
- He came willingly. Gladly. - Liar!
Besides Michelle, who's the real kidnapper here? You or me?
Wasn't me who drag him off to France,
away from all his friends, everything he'd ever known.
- He was happy in France. - He hated it.
You'll never get him away from me.
Arrest him!
It's all right, it's all right.
He won't be going far.
You're Simon's mother, are you, Miss Blanchard?
Yes, and I would like to see my baby, please.
I'm afraid that won't be possible.
I'm so sorry, but all the signs are
that your son's contracted polio.
You are sure you've had the vaccine?
Of course, I'm not a fool, Sister.
Allo, cheri.
Oh, ma puce...
Ca va, le mignon?
Hello, Mummy. Where's Papa?
Well, let's go back via Carter's caravan.
I don't think he'll be there but I'll like to check.
We need to make a list of everybody's who's been in contact with the Carters.
Right. We'll start with staff and customers at the Aidensfield Arm.
KNOCK AT DOOR - Come in.
Mr. President?
Ah, Kenneth lad. Come in, nice to see you. Take a seat.
Now, Kenneth.
A little bird tells me that a certain Mr. Greengrass has been talking to you.
Phil told you then, did he?
Well, I trust you sent him away
with a suitably large and venomous flea in his ear.
I just told him I weren't interested.
Good lad, Ken.
I mean, how could I be, with my shoulder?
What's wrong with your shoulder?
It's just about shot.
I shouldn't really be playing at all.
I've been meaning to mention it to the Selection Committee.
You mean uh, you may have to retire?
It looks like it, yeah.
But uh...
...as far as Mr. Greengrass is concerned,
and these people that he says that he represents,
you're still in perfectly good nick?
I reckon so, yeah.
The money, he says, they're offering me to turn pro and everything.
And these kind of offers don't come along every day.
How do you mean, like?
Money... to entice you to become pro?
Right?
Which I think, in your wisdom you may well be advised to accept.
And if in the fullness of time,
their investment in you proves to be a bad one,
then it's their bad luck, isn't it?
And Mr. Greengrass's bad luck,
as the one who introduced you to them.
Wouldn't that be dishonest?
No more dishonest than what happens every day in London
on the floor of the Stock Exchange.
- Bernie? - Aye.
Has Mr. Carter been back here?
Yeah, a while ago, yeah.
Don't know where he is now, though.
Did he say anything?
Asked me how long I'd be like. Then picked up some tackle and went.
Right, Bernie. You'd better let these tyres back down again.
Let them down again, Mr. Rowan?
Yeah.
I've just blown the beggars up.
And while you're at it, remove the valves as well.
I've promised the District Medical Officer full cooperation.
So get out there,
knocking on doors,
telling people what's happened.
If they haven't already been vaccinated against polio,
then they'd best get themselves done.
Smartish. Understood?
Yes, sarge.
Off you go, then.
Ah, thank you, Eileen.
You still here, Ventress?
Ah, Rowan. Good of you to join us.
I was beginning to think you'd left the country.
- What's that? - Charles Carter, sarge.
Now, according to Maggie, if he's not been vaccinated,
there's a strong possibility he has polio as well and not realize it.
What if he caught the first train out?
- Unlikely I thought, sarge. - Why?
A man who's prepared to go all the way to France to get his son back...
...wouldn't leave his son in hospital.
And then the first morning when I bumped into them,
he was on his way to the local school with his son Simon.
Terrific.
Somebody waiting to meet you at the bus station when you get there, alright.
Right, Mr. Greengrass.
Erm... you did say you'd pay me bus fare.
That should cover it.
Give me the change when you get back.
And don't forget, don't sign owt until you've checked with me, alright?
- Right. - See you later.
Still going through with it, then?
I suppose so.
You don't sound right keen.
If it wasn't for Sgt Blaketon I don't reckoned I'd bother.
It were a real shock to me, that, him being so keen for me to turn pro.
What you should realized is,
there's only two things in life Blaketon really hates.
Rugby League. Claude Jeremiah Greengrass.
Not necessarily in that order.
Can I leave those, please? Thank you.
Now, there's no cause for alarm.
And all these measures are purely precautionary.
If you've been vaccinated that's well and good.
If you haven't, you better get over to the school tomorrow
and have a sugar lump.
So it's definite then? The little lad's got polio?
It is, yes.
Where does that leave me then?
How do you mean?
Well, I was the one who picked him up when he nearly fainted.
And I cleaned his sick up afterwards.
She'll have it then.
And I drove him to hospital today.
I haven't even been vaccinated.
It's like the constable says, you know what to do about it, don't you?
What if it's too late?
I'm not going to end up paralysed, am I?
It's all right, Gina. Don't worry.
And my friend, Mrs. Watkins is away today.
Yeah, if you can let her know that the district nurse
is organising a clinic at the village hall tomorrow morning
to vaccinate anyone who might need it.
Which probably means most of the school.
Yeah, right.
Well, I might see you there then.
Bye, then.
If he is paralysed,
it will all be my fault.
That's not true, Michelle.
He wasn't even in your care at the time he caught it.
But that's the point. He should have been.
I drove Charles to kidnap Simon
by taking him to France in the first place.
I did it to hurt him, Maggie.
To cut him off from the one person he really cared about.
If I hadn't done that...
...none of this would have happened.
♪ SPENCER DAVIS GROUP: 'Somebody Help Me'
♪ Somebody help me now
♪ Won't somebody tell me what I've done wrong?
♪ Somebody help me, yeah
♪ Somebody help me now
♪ Somebody help me, yeah ♪
I think we've done everything we can, sarge,
until the mass vaccination tomorrow.
And Carter?
Still no sign, sarge.
Alf and Phil are ringing round the B and Bs.
Oh well.
You'd best get back to your bairn.
Oh, Nick.
I presume she's been vaccinated?
Yes, sarge.
Hey! Fairbrother! Come 'ere!
What are you doing back here? Has summat gone wrong?
I meant to go through with it even with me crock shoulder.
Crock shoulder? You never said nowt to me about a crock shoulder!
No, I know I didn't.
What? You mean they found out?
No, they're all set to sign me.
Fix me with a job, a house.
That's what swung it.
What are you talking about?
Well, they were really nice to me.
Proper gentlemen, for Lancastrians, any road.
I just couldn't bring myself to take their money under false pretences.
So I told them t'truth and then.
Did you? How good of you.
It's nice to meet somebody whose honest and truthful.
It restores your faith in human nature, didn't it.
You'll excuse me, I'll go and kick the cat.
You what?
So this is where you're hiding yourself, is it?
Maggie. I can't believe it's happened to me.
Nothing's happened to you yet!
What if I've caught it? I could die.
Listen to me, Gina.
There's a lot of nonsense talked about polio.
Most people who get it make a complete recovery
with no ill effects at all.
It's not that easy to catch.
But I actually touched him.
So has lots of other people, I expect,
and they won't have got it either.
But what if I have, though?
Once you've got the vaccine in you, it's highly unlikely to develop.
Listen, I want you to stop panicking. Get a good night's sleep.
I'll see you down at the school tomorrow, okay?
Okay.
So they've not actually whipped her off into hospital yet?
There's nobody's saying she's been infected, Claude.
Just that she did come in contact with the lad, that's all.
This stuff's safe, isn't it?
It hasn't got into the optics?
Look, if you're worried, you better get yourself vaccinated tomorrow.
Don't let the thought of them great big needles put you off.
Needles?
Big as road drills, they reckon.
Where do they stick 'em?
Where do you think?
They like to get straight to the seat of the infection.
I don't think I'll bother.
I think I'll go for a lie down.
Needles as big as road drills, George?
No panic please.
We administer the vaccine on lumps of sugar.
You know that and I know that, Maggie.
But Claude Jeremiah Greengrass doesn't, eh?
♪ ARCHIES: 'Sugar Sugar'
There you go, Gina.
Is that it?
That's it. You'll be fine. Now off you go.
Thanks, Maggie.
♪ Honey
♪ Ah, sugar sugar ♪ - Right then. Who's next?
What about you, Claude?
Can't you have one of these?
Come on, show a good example to the children.
♪ Ah, sugar
♪ Ah, honey honey
♪ You are my candy girl
♪ And you got me wanting you ♪
- Open wide. - You what?
Your mouth. Open it.
Me mouth?
Unless you'd rather I stuck this sugar lump up your nose, Claude.
You mean it's not an injection?
You're not even in any danger not at your age.
Still, since we've got you...
Not too bad, is it? What about Alfred?
Alfred's even safer than you are.
Besides, this a clinic, not a vet's.
Now if you don't mind, I want to get on.
That way out.
Thank you.
- How's it going, then? - Fine.
I thought you said most of the school would need to be done.
Fortunately, the bulk of them have already been vaccinated
thanks to the local GP.
Pity there aren't more doctors like her around.
Yeah, isn't it?
I heard she died tragically.
You probably knew her quite well, didn't you?
Yeah, quite well.
♪ The wind is crying to the evening
♪ Your mind is empty but still thinking
♪ The night has robbed you of your being
♪ Your tired eyes are sick of weeping
♪ You try to stop yourself from seeing
♪ You search your memory for laughter
♪ Find the tears are comin' much faster ♪
What's the latest on the boy, Maggie?
Still in the balance apparently. His poor mother.
Yeah, and father.
So where is he, Maggie? He's got to be out there somewhere.
Feeling fairly hungry by now, I should think.
That's a point.
♪ It's been a long time
♪ Since we were last together
♪ But don't ask me where I've been
♪ Cos I don't know ♪
So before Carter disappeared,
you said he went to the caravan to collect something?
Aye. His fishing tackle.
That's what I thought you said.
Right. Now today we're going to collect leaves.
And there's a prize, just a small one, mind you,
for the first person that can bring me five different kinds.
Alright, off you go.
♪ CHRIS FARLOW: 'What Have I Been Doing?'
♪ Now I'm back with you
♪ So close ♪
Mr. Carter?
♪ How do you feel? ♪
(SCREAMS)
Miss! Miss! There's a man over there!
I think he's dying.
Show me where he is!
Wait. Mr. Carter, wait!
Wait!
I'm sure it's Mr. Carter.
Mr. Carter!
Mr. Carter, I need to talk to you,
about your son.
He has polio.
You could be infected yourself.
♪ Where have I been?
♪ What have I been doing?
♪ This crazy world I live in ♪
Simon!
Nurse!
Oh, Simon! Oh, Simon Simon Simon.
Mummy.
Well, the good news is Simon's on the mend.
And the rest of the village?
No-one else infected so far, thank goodness.
Except for this one.
AMBULANCE BELL
IRON LUNG HISSES
It wasn't always like this you know, Simon.
At first, your Mummy and Papa, we really did love each other.
Passionately.
Then when he took Simon away from me, I hated him so much.
We were both wrong.
Using our child like a... like a weapon in a private war.
It won't happen again. I promise.
Will Papa be all right?
Oh, I'm sorry, Charles.
Really. So very, very sorry.
- Hello. - Oh, hello.
I just popped in to deliver a Get Well card for Simon
from the kids at school.
It's a relief they're all okay.
Yeah, you reacted really quickly.
Could have been quite an epidemic.
Incidentally, you might have said the other day.
- I felt such a fool afterwards. - Why?
Because it was your wife I was talking about.
When I was going on about our late local GP.
Yeah, well, I couldn't bring myself to somehow. Sorry.
It must have been terrible, losing her like that.
Yeah, it was.
But then, like everybody said to me at the time, life goes on.
And does it?
I think it does, yeah. Strangely enough.
Has to, I suppose.
Yes.
So. Be seeing you around, I expect.
I'll look forward to it.
Bye, then.
Bye.
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪