♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪
♪ DUSTY SPRINGFIELD: I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
♪ I just don't know what to do with myself
♪ Don't know just what to do with myself
♪ I'm so used to doing everything with you
♪ Planning everything for two
♪ And now that we're through
♪ I just don't know what to do with my time
♪ I'm so lonesome for you it's a crime
♪ Going to a movie only makes me sad
♪ Parties make me feel as bad
♪ When I'm not with you
♪ I just don't know what to do
♪ Like a summer rose
♪ Needs the sun and rain
♪ I need your sweet love... ♪
- Bed and breakfast? - That's it.
At your place?
Tourism, Maggie, is the growth industry of the future.
So I thought I'd get cracking before anybody else woke up to it.
I've been doing B&B for years, Claude.
I'm talking about holiday makers, George,
not commercial travellers who got lost.
And that book started it all off.
Where did you get it?
It belonged to the old headmaster, didn't it?
I was going by his house when his widow were chucking all his stuff out.
Oh, aye?
The old boy was a great rambler. Could have these published, you know.
I'm surprised. There's six walks mapped out in that book.
And each route is marked out with a special point of interest.
I'm gonna have copies made
and give 'em exclusively to all my paying guests.
Isn't that called plagiarism, Claude?
Only if it means making money for nowt.
There's a fire next door. Mum says can you phone?
Alright. I'll come straightaway.
- Eileen? - Yes?
Can you phone the brigade? There's a fire at Lane End Terrace.
- Anyone in there? - I think so. We heard music.
- Have the brigade been called? - Yeah.
You'll have to break the window!
That'll only make it worse. I'll try round the back.
♪ THE ANIMALS: We Gotta Get Out Of This Place
♪ Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'
♪ Watch his hair been turnin' grey, yeah
♪ He's been workin' and slavin' his life away
♪ Oh yes, I know
♪ He's been working so hard
♪ I've been workin' too, baby
♪ Every night and day
(COUGHS)
♪ We've got to get out of this place (CHOKES)
♪ If it's the last thing we ever do (COUGHS)
♪ We've got to get out of this place
♪ Girl, there's a better life for you and me
Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?
Yeah, I'm fine. It's just my eyes, that's all.
Nick!
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. My eyes are stinging a bit, that's all.
I've told him he ought to go to the hospital and have them checked.
His chest as well.
You've only got to smell his clothes to know what the fumes were like.
Alright, I'll go in the morning.
I thought you're going bowling with Phil tonight.
Yeah, I cried off, didn't fancy it.
Well, lucky for that girl, you didn't.
Are you sure you squared this with them, Claude?
- You want it in writing? - No, no.
Well, shut up and get shoving.
- Sandra Croft? - Yes?
Nick Rowan. We met last night.
- You're the one who pulled me out? - Yeah.
'Thank you' seems a bit feeble.
Well, no, that'll do fine.
How are you?
I'm okay, thanks to you.
I'm waiting for the doctor to come and discharge me.
Well, that's good.
I'm, um...
I'm ashamed I caused so much trouble.
I was drunk. You probably guessed.
Yeah, yeah, I gathered that.
You don't have to believe me, but I don't make a habit of it.
I believe you.
I'd, um...
I'd had a letter from my boyfriend.
I'd been pretty stupid.
- You don't have to explain. - No, I'd like to. He's, um...
- He's married. - Oh.
An old story, I know! Everyone said he'd never leave his wife.
But... I believed him.
Came up here to be near him.
Well, I'm sorry things didn't work out for you.
Are you married?
No. No, I was.
My wife died.
Oh! I'm sorry.
You're not gonna cover it with twigs or branches?
- What for? - Camouflage. It's a hide, ain't it.
It's not gonna take much finding, stuck here like this.
Would you like to go out and come in again!
What are you talking about!
It's the bird watchers we're trying to hide, not the box!
In any case, so long as we leave it there,
the birds'll get used to it and accept it.
In time, I suppose. It don't look natural.
A nervous bird might think, "Hey, what's in that box?"
- I know I would. - I'm sure you would!
But the black grouse hasn't got your personality, has it?
He don't stand around psychoanalysing all the time.
Especially when his feathers are fluffed up and he's feeling frisky.
Cos you know what this month is, don't you?
- What? - I've done me homework.
- It's the mating season. - Oh, yes.
Oh yes! And according to the headmaster's notes,
this area is what's known as the lek.
This is the place where traditionally, the black grouses do their courting.
And from what I can gather, when its primitive passions are stirring,
it could be shameful, so I think we ought to go.
What a star!
Oooh, what a pong!
Yeah, I know. I can't get rid of it.
Well, if you're angling for a new uniform, you can forget it.
Blaketon says there's not enough in the budget to pay for a whistle.
- How'd the bowling go, Phil? - You missed a great night.
- Morning, Rowan. - Morning, sir.
- Well done last night. - Thank you, Sarge.
I heard you showed great presence of mind and no little courage.
A fine example to those of us of a more sedentary nature.
She was a good-looker though, sarge.
Otherwise he'd called the brigade.
Well, you're in luck again then, Rowan.
Because the same lady has just called in.
She wants our help on a different matter.
Oh, what's up?
She's complaining about being followed.
Well, I'm free, Sarge.
Out of your patch, Bellamy.
Out of your league an' all.
I assume this aroma of burnt material is not for once the result
of somebody smoking the evil weed whilst on duty?
Correct, Sarge.
Put in for a new uniform, Rowan.
I'll support your application.
Thank you, Sarge.
Hell's bells.
There'll be a gong from Buck House next.
HAMMERING
BREAKING GLASS
Miss Croft?
Upstairs.
Miss Croft?
Oh, hello.
- You rang the station? - Yes.
Shut the door. I don't want to be heard downstairs.
I'm trying to salvage some things.
Doesn't seemed to matter if it was in a drawer or not,
everything reeks!
You told my sergeant you're being followed?
Yes. I meant to tell you at the hospital.
Let me clear you a seat.
Um, I'm fine, thanks.
It's been going on for a while.
Well, do you know who it is?
Not for sure, no.
It could be my ex-boyfriend.
- The one you told me about? - Yeah.
Why, I thought he wanted to break off the relationship?
No. I said he wasn't willing to leave his wife.
He wanted us to carry on as we were.
He got quite violent when I refused.
♪ Woke up this morning feeling fine
♪ There's something special on my mind
♪ Last night I met a new girl in the neighbourhood... ♪
No sign of the taxi this way.
Anything your side?
No, nothing.
And we're bang on time, so, um...
We'll just have to wait.
It'll be here shortly.
Excuse me.
- Mr. and Mrs. Flintoff? - Yes?
Claude Greengrass, Greengrass Guided Tours.
Welcome to your holiday of a lifetime.
Round the front! Come on. Round you go!
There we are. In you get.
- I'm Madge. - I'm Colin.
- From Crawley New Town. - Lovely.
I'm sorry I had to bring the truck. But the Daimler's being serviced.
- We're glad you did! Aren't we? - Great fun!
- Mr. Kenway? - Yes?
- PC Rowan, Aidensfield Police. - What can I do for you?
We're making enquiries about a young woman.
Sandra Croft. Do you know her?
Do you mind telling me why you're asking?
Do you know her, sir?
Well, you know I do. Otherwise you wouldn't be here.
- What's the problem? - She claims she's being followed.
What's that got to do with me?
What's your relationship with her?
She was a friend...
...briefly.
Well, she said you were lovers.
We had an affair.
It's private. Finished business.
You sure about that?
Yeah. Very sure.
It's different. A complete change.
No home comforts.
No.
Can't we say we like the outdoors, roughing it.
Is this so much worse than a tent?
It's close. And more expensive.
Oh, it doesn't matter.
As long as the bed linen is clean...
Well, cleanish... It doesn't matter.
We're not holidaying in this room.
We're gonna be out there, hoovering up the countryside.
Oh, you're right.
I've gone soft.
Soft and tired!
We've been on the road all day.
It's ready when you are!
I wonder if our host has dressed for dinner.
I don't really care.
I just hope he's washed his hands.
Evening.
- Hello. - Oh, hello.
- You just caught me. - Are you going away?
Only to the pub.
I'm moving out while the house is being redecorated.
I couldn't stand the smell any longer.
I've just been to see Mr. Kenway.
Oh?
He said your relationship ended ten months ago.
Yes well, he would, wouldn't he?
He seems a busy man.
Too busy to follow me around, you mean?
- Well... - Well, he made time before.
He was always very jealous
if he thought there might be someone else in my life.
And is there?
No.
But he might think it.
Well, all I can do at the moment...
...is keep an eye on the situation.
Thank you.
I really do appreciate it.
Mm! This fish is delicious!
I'm not surprised.
It jumped out of Whitby docks this morning and jumped inside the pan.
Is it the moment to discuss arrangements for tomorrow?
Aye. No time like the present.
What do you fancy, rambling or bird-watching?
I'm the bird-watcher, Madge is the rambler.
We're gonna take turns.
Ah, it's great, that.
If only people would settle their differences like that,
the world would be a happier place, won't it?
So what's it's gonna be tomorrow, then?
- You first. - No, you.
- I don't mind. - Come on, Madge.
- Really, I don't. - Yes, yes... you do.
I don't, Colin. Honestly.
Hang on! It's gonna turn into World War Three.
Let's spin up. I tell you what.
Heads, you go rambling, tails, you go twitching.
It's heads. You go rambling.
As a matter of fact, I've got your itinerary here.
I've sorted it out.
There we are. That's the one. And that one.
There you are. There's your walk for tomorrow.
- Long Tom's Stride? - Ah, that's him.
Why is it called that, then?
Why? Well, it's um...
Well, it's all in there, ain't it.
You know the saying, "Seek and ye shall find."
I can see Mr. Greengrass isn't going to make this easy for us, Colin.
♪ The look of love is in your eyes
♪ The look your heart can't describe
♪ The look of love is saying...
- Hello. - Hi. I've got them in.
You've got this one trained, Nick.
♪ And what my heart has heard
♪ Well it takes my breath away
♪ I can hardly wait to hold you
♪ Feel my arms around you
♪ How long I have waited
♪ Waited just to love you
♪ Now that I have found you
♪ You've got the look of love
♪ ...couldn't be just a one-night stand ♪
♪ I asked to see her next week and she told me I could
Right, then. Okay?
Yep. Thank you.
Right.
- All your stuff is there, right? - Yes, thank you.
Right, now then. Hey, are you ready?
That's your starting point then. That stile.
You're not joining us then?
How I wish I could, Mrs. Flintoff, but,
I've got to deliver all this stuff.
I'll pick you up at 6:00 at the Devil's Dip.
You can't miss it. It's on your map.
Try not to worry the sheep.
Dyb-dyb.
♪ I walked her home and she held my hand
♪ I knew it couldn't be just a one-night stand
♪ So I asked to see her next week and she told me I could
♪ I asked to see her and she told me I could
♪ Something tells me I'm into something good... ♪
KNOCK ON DOOR
Hello?
Sorry to trouble you, but car's overheated.
Must have a leaky radiator.
Wondered, could you let me have some water?
Of course! Come in!
- What a lovely room! - I like it.
Cottages tend to be a bit dark, but I get the sun here.
Yes.
Will a kettle do?
Fine, thank you.
- Do you live here by yourself? - Yes.
You're not looking for any lodgers, by any chance?
No. Why do you ask?
Well, I'm staying at the pub in Aidensfield.
It's... well, it's okay, but it's not exactly 'home from home'.
Had to move out of my own place while it's redecorated.
It sounds a bit extreme.
Yes, well, I... I had a fire.
Oh, I see. What...?
You must be Sandra Croft.
Yes.
Famous for all the wrong reasons.
Were there a lot of damage then?
Not to the building, no.
The fire was confined to one room.
But the smell is all through the house.
Perhaps I should be looking for another place altogether.
- Are you thinking of selling? - Sorry, no.
Pity.
You were lucky to get out of the fire unharmed.
Yes. At least someone up there loves me.
He sent a guardian angel.
Constable Rowan. Do you know him?
Yes.
Come back for a fill-up if you need more.
Thanks.
♪ The look your smile can't disguise
♪ The look of love
♪ It's saying so much more than just...
This rock is called The Victory after Nelson's flagship.
It doesn't look much like a ship.
No, but it saved them having to build another column.
Yorkshire nous, you see.
Do you want to take a photo?
Me on The Victory, saying 'Kiss me, Colin'!
- Glad we came? - Mm.
Could you have lost the bracelet when you were out?
Loose clasp or something?
No.
I'm very careful with it. It's... it's gone from this box.
Right, when did you last see it?
Yesterday.
Since the fire, anyone can get into my place.
It's so sick.
As if what's happened isn't bad enough.
I just feel that everything and everyone's against me.
Well, except for you.
Was there anything distinctive about it?
Not really. It's a...
...18-carat chain bracelet, with a heart-shaped clasp.
Clive Kenway gave it to me.
Mr. Kenway?
It was his grandmother's. Family heirloom.
He said he gave it to me in a moment of weakness.
So what are you saying?
I'm saying he wanted it back.
Is that an accusation?
No, no, I'm not accusing anybody.
But you still think he's following you?
Somebody is!
It means so much to know you're looking after me, Nick.
May I call you Nick?
Have I got this right?
A young, attractive woman won't leave you alone
and you're complaining?
Well, it's a bit spooky, Sarge.
Women and uniforms, Rowan. You know what they say.
There'll be a theory for it no doubt.
She's probably gone soft on you. It will pass.
And what about the stalker? We take it seriously?
I've no choice. I'll put Ventress onto it.
Thanks, Sarge.
This doesn't mean you can stop chasing up her ex-boyfriend about the bracelet.
Anyone there?
- I said, 'Anyone there?' BANGS ON DOOR
What? What? What? Oh, there you are.
Ah, you're coming from the other road.
- You find your way all right? - Very well, thank you.
I bet you're ready for something to eat!
Oh! Definitely!
Ah. We're eating out tonight.
What now? I'd really rather tidy up.
No time to muck about. They're already open.
Come on! Get in!
There you are. Lovely.
♪ Something tells me I'm into something
♪ Something good
♪ Oh, yeah, something good
♪ Something tells me I'm into something
♪ Something good
♪ Something good... ♪
She had a real nose around.
She's staying at the pub while her place is being redecorated.
- Yeah, I know. - How?
- Hm? - How do you know?
Well, I saw her today about something else.
You never told me she was so attractive.
Don't tell me you hadn't noticed.
- Why do you want to know about her? - Oh, strictly business, you know!
Oh, yeah?
Uh, she thinks that somebody is following her.
Who?
No idea. Nick thinks it's in her mind.
But now it's come true.
- How do you mean? - Well, she's got you following her.
Alf.
Now then, George.
How about rustling up a couple of your country platters
for two of my guests?
We don't serve food to non-residents.
- Since when? - Since now.
Well, not only am I a resident of the area,
I'm pretty much a resident in this flaming bar.
Maybe you are, but not them.
- What was it all about? - It's called competition.
If you want to play the guest house landlord,
you've got to do your own catering.
Not come sticking your mark upon my grub.
Leave him to me, Claude.
I'm afraid there's been a hiccup in the kitchen.
What sort of a hiccup?
Clash of temperaments. And that's chefs for you!
Why they let them have knives, I shall never know.
I'm ashamed of you, Uncle George.
Look, charge Claude what you like, but I'm feeding 'em.
Or our name will be mud in Crawley New Town.
PHONE RINGS
Hello?
Yes, he is. Who's speaking?
Hang on a second.
Sandra Croft.
Eh?
Hello?
Why are you there?
What do you mean?
"You should be here. There's another policeman outside."
"I thought this was your beat."
I don't patrol 24 hours a day.
But I can't trust this man. I need you!
I don't think you're being very sensible.
Don't talk down to me!
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean...
I'm sorry. I'm... I'm in a bit of a state.
I'm... sure I saw somebody.
He... he knows I'm staying here.
"I'm frightened. Do you understand?"
Yeah.
I only want you, Nick.
Please, don't let me down again.
I'm sorry. She shouldn't have phoned here.
She must have got your number when she called round earlier.
Something serious?
I don't know. Thanks.
It sounded serious. Can't you tell me?
It's work.
- Nice work if you can get it. - You what?
You heard. She's a very attractive woman.
- Oh, not you as well. - What do you mean?
Well, it's the same as Phil and Alf.
Making a joke of it.
Me thinkst thou dost protest too much.
Well, you just have to get used to the adulation of two women.
As long as it's only me who's getting it returned.
You don't mind the early start?
I'll tell you when I wake up.
Best time of the day to see the black grouse.
Of course, I don't need to tell you that.
He's been awake all night with excitement.
Has he? Right, well, you're gonna get excited now.
Cos this is really a room with a view.
Right, then, I'll, er...
I'll leave you to it.
I'll have to take this back to the cleaners.
The smell is still there.
Thanks, Eileen.
Oh, I saw that girl yesterday.
The one you pulled out of the fire.
- Where? - Just outside.
- How do you know it was her? - She introduced herself.
I thought what a nice young woman she was.
She made a great fuss of Katie.
Even offered to babysit.
Well, if she calls again, I'd prefer you not to let her in.
Not let her in?
I don't want to explain, alright.
Trust me, Eileen.
What am I looking for again?
The male is black with longish lyre-shaped tail,
erect in display to show the white undertail.
What's that?
Now, then.
Not a pretty sight, is it?
How many have you spotted?
Oh well. I'm glad you found a use for them.
She claims it's gone missing.
(LAUGHS) Along with her marbles.
So, you bought the bracelet for her?
Yes. It was her birthday, I think.
She said it was your grandmother's. Family heirloom.
Is there no end to this?
The only thing my grandmother's handed down to me is her bad back.
I bought the bracelet for Sandra on a day out in Whitby.
She should know, she picked it!
She's always doing that.
You know exactly what you're up to, don't you.
Oh, I think Nick's here now.
(I'm sorry, I couldn't say no.)
Hello.
What a lovely little baby you've got.
- What's the problem? - I'm getting rid of the problem.
Come here, darling.
How do you mean?
Well, I want to withdraw the report about my bracelet.
- I've decided to let the matter drop. - Why?
Well, I suddenly realized how upset people would be
if you questioned them.
As if I'd accused them. Do you mind?
It's your bracelet.
I'd be happier, really.
Right. Well, I'll just keep it on file, then. If that's all...
- Thank you for letting me wait. - Not at all.
Bye-bye, Katie.
I hope everything sorts itself out for you very soon.
You've got to stop this.
- This what? - Pestering.
Pestering?
I want you to stop.
Me pestering you?
- You haven't been leading me on then? - No, not at all.
How can you say that when you've made it so obvious?
- Made what obvious? - That you care, Nick. That...
...that you care.
Walk with me and we'll talk.
- No. - Nick, please!
Nick! Please!
- Nick! - You're not listening, are you?
I'm alive because of you.
Doesn't that mean something?
Why did you save me just to destroy me now?
- You need help. - That's what I'm saying.
Professional help.
- Please, don't go! - Let go.
Tell me the truth.
Tell me I mean something to you.
I can't because you don't.
You mean no more to me than a job number.
Get some help, see a doctor but leave me and my family alone.
I've got to break them in sometime, Colin!
Now then you, happy wanderers.
Here's your information for today.
By 'eck Mrs. Flintoff, them boots are bobby-dazzlers, are they!
You'll have to go a bit to keep up with her in them, won't you, Colin!
Right well, this is heady.
The sky is set fair, so it's onward for Harry and England, eh?
Dyb-dyb!
The cairn probably dates from around 200BC.
If you've seen one cairn, you've seen them all.
I'll shut up, then.
Fine by me.
- Oh, hello, Eileen. - Hello, Alf.
I've brought some forms round to the station. Is he in?
Sorry, no.
I wish he was.
- I don't get it. - Are we lost?
You have a map, I have a guide. How can we be lost, woman?
Well, I don't know. Are we?
It says here that a large boulder sits on the rim of an old quarry.
Large boulder.
Forget the boulder. Where's the quarry?
We ARE lost!
We've ticked every point of interest.
How can we be lost, woman!?
- I'll have to take this boot off. - Oh, no!
Just for a minute.
Oh! Oh...
Nick doesn't know anything about it yet?
I've only just found it.
He told me not to let her in, but...
...but she called and it seemed so rude.
She must have put it there, Alf. But why?
- We'll have to go back. - I'm not going back.
We'll have to go back to the ladder stile.
I am not going back!
Stupid woman!
We got to go back to go forward!
That's the last place we knew we were right. Now, come on!
Oh, that's it. I can't move another inch.
Stop mucking about!
I mean it, Colin!
I have passed this way a dozen times already.
No house, no road, no sign of civilisation.
That's the reason we came here.
Now, keep moving!
Madge!
(SIGHS)
(GROANS)
So she must have left the bracelet there so I'd have to see her again.
- Do you want to do that? - No, of course not.
Then don't. Hand it in to Blaketon!
He's not interested. He says it's my problem.
Wrong. It's our problem.
You don't want to bring the job back with you, fine,
but this problem comes into your home,
talks on the phone, goes through your pockets.
All right. I'll deal with it. Okay?
Not too bad, considering.
I can't think why we went so wrong.
It happens, Mr. Flintoff.
You'd be surprised how many get lost up there.
Ten miles it should have been.
We must have walked a hundred.
You were using this?
Do you mind?
I blame myself completely.
Good.
Your wife seems to be feeling better, Mr. Flintoff.
Oh... Mm...
D-d-did you have a nice day?
Grub's ready when you are.
- They've already eaten. - You what? What...
- What's happened? - Got lost.
Mrs. Flintoff is suffering from blistered feet and dehydration.
- That headmasters guide of yours. - What about it?
There's a page you didn't give them!
What are you talking about?
You sent them out there with two miles of the route missing.
Well, how was I to know?
Because according to the advert you are Greengrass Guided Tours.
Born and bred here. Steeped in the flora and the fauna.
I know, but that's just the advertising, ain't it?
There's a very fine line between window-dressing and fraud, Claude.
Now then, what's so important
that you couldn't tell my officer on the desk?
Well, it's, er...
...it's a police matter.
That is, it's, um...
- It's about a policeman. - Go on.
I believe Constable Rowan has stolen a bracelet from me.
When was this?
He came to see me the day I came out of hospital.
After he'd gone, I found the bracelet was missing.
Why have you left it until now to report it?
I did report it... to Constable Rowan.
You realise the seriousness of your accusation?
Any police officer found to be involved in any wrongdoing
is immediately suspended.
Yes, I know.
It hasn't been an easy decision, Sergeant.
I owe Constable Rowan a lot.
Quite.
But I've had to balance his actions on that night with his behaviour since.
I've given him every opportunity to return the bracelet.
Have you asked him for it?
Not straight out. How could I?
Perhaps he hasn't got it.
He's got it. I'm sure he has.
And I'm equally sure, Miss Croft, that he hasn't.
Yes, well, I'd expect you to close ranks.
But perhaps you should search the police house first.
No need for that, Miss Croft,
because I believe I've got your bracelet here.
Yours?
Yes.
Constable Rowan brought that in first thing this morning.
It was found in the pocket of his old uniform.
Why it was there isn't clear.
The uniform had just come back from the dry-cleaners
and that bracelet certainly wasn't in the pocket when it was sent.
I trust you're happy with the outcome, Miss Croft.
Yes.
Good.
Can I assume that after this,
any lingering attachment you might have to Constable Rowan
is now at an end?
It's time, I think, Miss Croft, for you to get on with your life...
...and let Constable Rowan get on with his.
- Keep your eye on that one, Ventress. - Right, Sarge.
Will that mean a bit of overtime?
I never heard that.
Can anything be salvaged, do you think?
Hm? From this holiday?
From this marriage.
Don't dramatise, Madge.
Yesterday was a hiccup, that's all.
I've already said it wasn't your fault.
That's very big of you, Colin!
If I miss what I've come to see due to your constant sniping...
Seeing the black grouse that's your first priority?
At this moment, yes.
See black grouse, drink celebratory pint of beer, save marriage.
Oh, for pity's sake!
Ornithology's supposed to be a quiet, contemplative pursuit.
Rather like rambling but it didn't stop you stamping and cursing!
I could have been brought back in a coffin for all you cared.
Look, Madge, don't be ridiculous.
I was... I was really...
...really concerned about you yesterday.
Really, really, really, I was! COOING
- What's that? - What?
Listen! That's it!
Glasses!
Nothing! It's gone!
It could have been anything.
It could not have been anything!
Roo-koo, roo-koo is the unmistakable call of a black grouse!
One chance and I fluffed it!
- My fault, I suppose? - Who else's?
I'm not taking any more of this.
You and your stupid whining!
- I'm going. You don't have to worry! - I won't!
Take a ramble, Madge!
And don't forget to get lost!
Well! Hello, Mrs. Flintoff. Any luck?
What do you think?
Oh, well, not to worry.
Every cloud has a silver lining.
Your husband says if the birds don't show soon,
he'll probably stay here another week.
What?!
FOOTSTEPS
Can I help?
I think maybe it's the other way round.
You've come to help me ?
Yes.
You must be wondering what's going on between Nick and me.
Must I? Why?
Well, it would be natural.
Look, I really don't think we have anything to talk about.
To think that he's deceived you more than I thought.
- You'd better go. - You don't want to know?
No. And I suggest you stop pestering Nick.
Me pestering him?!
You must be blind.
Or perhaps you just don't want to see.
He's made any excuse to see me, on duty, off duty.
You know he has.
When he hasn't been with you, he's been with me.
Please go.
Do you think he just happened to be passing on the night of the fire?
He promised me he'd tell you.
You're lying.
Now, get out of my classroom!
- Wake up, Jo. - Get out and leave us alone!
Leave you alone?
You're still not listening.
We're lovers, Jo. We're lovers!
I just wanted to finish it.
- The scorebox? - The holiday.
I thought if I flattened it, that would be that.
Yeah, well...
What will happen to me?
PHONE RINGS
The moment Mr. Greengrass arrived in his lorry, Madge wanted to drive it.
But she lost control, simple as that. It was an accident.
Not according to your wife.
Oh, she doesn't know what she's saying.
Look, I'll pay for the damage and we'll get the first bus out of here.
You won't hear any more about us, I promise.
- Where are you going? - Home.
I thought we were horse riding this weekend.
I was gonna call when I got there.
I need some time away, sort some things out.
What things?
You had a visitor at the school, didn't you?
Sandra Croft.
- So, what did she say? - Things I probably already knew.
Like what?
Jo, she's a dangerous, twisted woman.
Is that the attraction?
Oh, come on. Look, she tried to set me up!
You can't believe a thing she says.
Why are you letting her do this?
On the night of the fire,
you were supposed to be in Whitby with Phil Bellamy.
- You made some lame excuse not to go. - So?
Well, she said you arranged to meet her.
She says you're lovers.
- Are you crazy? - Well, are you?
I can't believe this.
- You haven't answered. - Well, I shouldn't have to.
No, you shouldn't. That's what I mean.
I thought I trusted you but obviously, I don't.
And now I doubt my own feelings as much as yours.
The things she says just aren't true.
If I can't convince you of that, then I'm sorry.
I love you, Jo.
I love you.
You did say you wanted a discovery holiday.
True.
My first dose of dehydration.
First drive of a lorry.
First time in the clink.
But the biggest discovery of all...
...how much I like the sound of that word 'home'.
- I thought you'd had your share. - You've got to be quick.
Yeah, I can see that.
ROAR OF ENGINE
Jo!
SCREECH
Come on, miss. Out you get.
Are you all right?
Hold me.
I am holding you.
Will you stay with me tonight?
Yeah.
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