06x09 - Giving the Game Away

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Heartbeat, why do you miss
when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Keep on running, keep on hiding

One fine day I'm gonna
be the one to make

you understand Oh yeah,
make you understand

Keep on running, running from my arms

One fine day I'm gonna be
the one to make you understand

Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man

Keep on running, all right

Keep on running, running from my
arms Oh, what about this cricket then?

You haven't a better
nut, I'm laying three

to one Aidensfield.
What about you George?

It's tempting, but I better
not, I am the umpire.

Yeah? Perhaps we ought to have a chat.

What are the odds on Whitby?

Whitby? What are you on about?

What's the price on a Whitby wind?

Whitby? Whose side are you on?

Well mine if you're running a book.
Come on, do you want my money or not?

They're hardly worth
backing, they're evens.

Well I'll have some of that.

Me too. Five Bobs it.

I don't believe you people
backing against your own village.

Come on, ten Bob on Whitby.

Hello. Hi.

How's things?

Oh, you know.

Look Jo, can we talk?

Sure.

Well, I understand why you're angry,
but you see it's not always easy for me

to have a planned social life.

It's not just that, Nick.

There are other things we need to
talk about and we never find the time to

be together. Just us.

Why not now?

Mr Rowan!

I don't believe it is, isn't it?

You don't remember me, it's Earl Jones.

What are you doing here?
It's good to see you.

I was clearing away some
waste ground for an allotment.

I should have been more careful.

Today's the third day and
it's not getting any better.

And you think it was contact
with... Hogweed, certain of it.

Oh, my goodness.
I wouldn't mind staying here myself.

Plenty of room. We could do with a custom.

Is there alcohol put on it?

Well, I'm no expert with poisonous
plants, but I'm not so sure it's hogweed

that caused that.

I think you ought to get down
to the hospital to help patients.

I can't spare any time away
from the business at the moment.

All right, Frank.

Rub this on for now, morning and
evening, but if there's no improvement in a

couple of days, I want
you down to that hospital.

It's just an excuse for
not turning out at cricket.

That's it, Dad.

Are Aidensfield going to win this year?

I'll tell you Saturday.

Come on, then. Send
one down. Let's see if

there's still some
of that old magic left.

Against Whitby, you need to be
Merlin, or at least Dennis Compton.

What do you think
you're playing at, Bellamy?

Sorry. Good catch, though. I believe
the Aidensfield team is still short.

So will the station be if I
put you in for a transfer.

If you've so much time on your
hands, you can tackle that lot.

Oh, Sarge, not the stock registers.
I did them last time.

Every farm in the area,
purchases and sales by tonight.

That should help you
run off your excess energy.

Who's this Katie?

Ruby!

Hello, Eileen. Nick didn't say you
were... Because he didn't know.

When exactly was this, Mr Hunter?

This morning. He were right by the house.

Had you seen this man before?

Never. He were a darkie.

On my land, he was a darkie.

I'm not going to let you in.

He were a darkie. On my land.

So, the trespasser.
But nothing damaged, nothing missing.

Didn't give him a chance. I set dog on him.

I'm not sure that was a
wise thing to do, Mr Hunter.

It's the least he'll get if he comes back.

What were you doing in York?

I was visiting a mate at the barracks.

So how come you've ended up here?

Well, my mate's leave finished, so
I took the first bus that came along.

Never been off the
streets of London before.

You came close, though, didn't you?

Yeah, I know. I know I owe you, Mr Rowan.

This what passes for a cop
shop in this part of the world?

Surprise, surprise.

Mum! What are you doing here?

No need to look so overjoyed.
Don't I get a kiss?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

She's grown so much, hasn't she?
Look at this.

Is everything all right?

Where's Arlene?

Out shopping. And who's this?

Errol. Errol Jones.

What have you done?

Oh, it's nothing.

She's lovely.

Is she yours?

Yeah.

Say hello, Katie.

Anyone left in London, is there?

Right, well, so far as we
know, he's got a train to York

and then a bus going to Whitby,
and then after that we've lost him.

Not any more, you haven't.

You don't get many blacks up here.

He was on my bus to
Maddleskirk this morning.

Really? Yeah.

Got off on the moors. Yeah, whereabouts?

Middle of nowhere.
I thought it was a bit funny.

Yeah. Not when you've got the
Metropolitan Police on your tail, it isn't.

Right, well, er, you've been very helpful.
Thanks.

Thanks.

What you say?

So where have you left your luggage?

I travel light.

I bought myself a toothbrush,
fresh shirt, you know.

I've gone straight with Jerome.

Honestly, I have.

I've got myself a steady job now,
gentlemen's club, St James's, you know.

All right.

What, the pub is just down the village.

Tell him I sent you.

Right. I'll see you later.

Come on, Liz, it's not as bad as all that.

I'm not blaming you.

I know you wanted your own business.

What if the bank repossesses the house?

They won't.

Being B isn't much help.

My business will pick up.

First year's always the worst.

You know what you need?

A day out. A treat.

It'd perk you up. We can't afford that.

Look, I'm owed money.

And I've signed up a middleman
who knows the territory.

That looks horrible.

Blisters from giant hogweed.

How can you eat and look at
them pictures at the same time?

- Afternoon. - Hiya.

What would you like, sir?

Could you put me out
for a couple of nights?

The problem is we're a bit booked up.

Really?

- Wish this time was...
- We don't have a lot of rooms. I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Happens all the time.

Uncle George!

- Look, Gina, you don't understand.
- I understand perfectly well.

- See you later, Gina. - Ta-ra.

You wouldn't give him
a room cos he's black.

It's not that simple.
I've got nothing against him.

It's just that some of the
regulars may not be ready for it.

That's not good enough,
Uncle George, and you know it.

Hello.

Er, I couldn't help overhearing.

Are you looking for somewhere to stay?

Not to worry. It's not important.

Look, people around here can
be a bit stuck in the ways, but...

There's no harm in them.

Maybe not if you're white.

Yeah.

Look, I know somewhere you
could stay for bed and breakfast.

I assure you they'd welcome the business.

Right, thanks.

Everything seems to be fine.

That's the quickest I've ever
seen anyone check a stock register.

- You've got a date tonight.
- Ah, that'd be telling.

Anyway, you've got an honest face,
and I've got three more farms to check.

Doesn't look as though
you've shifted any fertiliser.

I know, but I've had a few late nights.

I really need some cash, Claude.

And I'm offering you a
good commission on it.

Yeah, I know you are.
I'll get straight on to it.

Where's this pesticide you
want me to have a look at?

In the Van.

Good stuff, is it?

Best there is.

Sorts out rats in no time.

Maybe you could do with a bit round here.

Not while I've got Alfred.
He takes care of them.

Don't he, son?

So how long's your
friend Errol staying, then?

Well, I don't know.

He's not exactly a friend.
He's more of a professional acquaintance.

Didn't put him away, did you?

No. No, he got off.

What did he do?

Breaking and entering.
Carpet warehouse in the East End.

Yeah, I caught him struggling
with half underweight of Axminster.

What happened?

Well, he was up before this magistrate.
He was a bit tough on juveniles.

Especially if they were black.

So I put a word in for him,
and he got off with probation.

Oh, I'm sure you did the right thing.

Yeah, I hope so.

Right, Mum, shall we get
you settled in at the pub?

She ain't had a bath yet.

Have you, sweetheart?

Hey.

It's an agricultural package, really,
and it's marvellous stuff, you know.

Works on anything.
Allotments, farms, anything.

How much?

Well, it all depends how much
you buy them, if it's in bulk.

Obviously, it's cheap,
and of course, if

you have the fertiliser
and the pesticide,

it's even cheaper. I'll tell you what.

I'll make it an accumulator treble.

I'll stick in Aidensfield to
win the cricket on Sunday.

You what?

I've upped the price, you know.
It's four to one now.

Look, I might want some fertiliser,
but I'm not going to be a farmer.

I might want some fertiliser,
but I'm not making any more bets.

Put me down for a couple of bags.

I'll take a dozen bags of fertiliser
and have a quid on Whitby.

Whitby?

There's six to four on.

Make it Bob.

Do you know how long you'll be staying?

Not exactly. Not at the moment.

Shall we sit down, then, Mum?

Yeah.

So we've got a room free now, have we?

Yeah.

It's really good to see you, Mum.

I was just a bit surprised, that's all.

I had some holiday coming, and
I thought, fresh air, you and Katie.

Everything is all right, though.

Look, Nick, if you don't want
me here... Don't be silly, Mum.

Anyway, I thought I'd like to meet
this young lady you keep talking about.

Will you tell Nick we've had a complaint

about a young man hanging about the
area, trespassing on people's property?

I'll certainly let him know.

Have you got a description?

Well, he's a coloured chap.

His name isn't Errol, by any chance, is it?

I've no idea. Why?

Well, I haven't met him, but
Nick has... an acquaintance.

Errol Jones, I think it is.

He's black.

And he's in Aidensfield, is he?

Yes.

Look, if you want to talk to Nick,
he's down at the pub with his mother.

His mother?

Well, in that case, he
can wait till morning.

You sure this is a good idea?

If you want to get out of an
evening, this is the only place to go.

You're not on the King's Road now.

Come on, George!

All right, all right.

I hope his umpiring decisions
are faster than his service.

Yes?

Two pints of Best, please.

I'll get them.

No, you won't. I'm not short of a bar.

Oh, don't fight over it.

He's not in the house.

Now, that's more like it.

Errol, how's it going?

All right, not bad, Mr Rowan.

I've ended up taking a run
with Martin's folks for the night.

You're not leaving
Aidensfield before Saturday?

This man could be our star player.

I didn't know you were
interested in cricket, Errol.

There you go.

Yeah, well, I used to turn
out for Bermondsey boys.

Once I had a trial with Suryu.

Second, please, George.

Excuse me, Martin.

Er, Claude Greengrass.

George, put this young
man a-drinking with me.

Mr Hunter?

Good doggie.

Good doggie.

Mr Hunter?

Mr Hunter?

Hello?

Mr Hunter?

Hello?

Mr Hunter?

Mr Hunter?

You all right?

Hey, hey.

Mr Hunter?

Come here.

Can you stand?

I don't understand the connection, Sarge.

Someone att*cks Jed Hunter at his farmhouse

and he's asking questions
about Errol Jones.

Bellamy's report said that Mr
Hunter was att*cked from behind.

He never saw his assailant.

Plus, he had pounds nicked,
which he rather foolishly kept in a drawer.

Now, your Mr Jones has only
recently arrived in this area from London.

Well, Sarge, my mum.

I beg your pardon, Rowan.

Look, where's the evidence, Sarge?

Mr Jones was seen earlier at Hunter's farm.

And he has a criminal record.

And he's black.

And?

This pen was found at
the scene of the crime.

Now, I phoned that
establishment this morning

and they told me they did have
an Errol Jones working there.

Only he seems to have gone missing.

He may have gone missing.

Whoa!

Ah, yuck!

That Errol Lintoff's
gonna make a difference.

To your pocket?

You're a cynic, you.

I'm also thinking of the
good it'll do the village.

I'm Len Hutton.

Hey, hey.

Don't you think this outfield
could be a bit more lush?

Because I've got a dozen bags
of that fertiliser left, you know.

Can you have a word with the committee?

Hey, up!

Sorry, you all right, Mr Greengrass?

A few years ago, I'd have nodded it back.

Hey, can you bowl a bit, Noel?

Well, my hand's a bit tender, but
I'm sure I could send a few down.

Yeah, I'll bet you could.

By the way, lads.

Hey, I think it might be a good
idea if you kept a bit quiet about our

secret w*apon, all right?

I don't suppose any of you
want to back-whip me, do you?

Not likely.

Well, m*rder 'em!

By the way, Errol, there's a room
free at the pub now, if you want to stay.

Ventress.

Oh, yes, Sarge.

I was wondering about
the cricket match, Sarge.

Whether the question of crowd
control had been looked at.

Crowd control?

Yes, Sarge.

Marshalling of the fans.

I do know what the words
"crowd control" mean, Ventress.

I just don't see their relevance to
an event which may, with luck, attract

half a dozen spectators.

Oh, but it's the local derby, Sarge.
Passions are running very high.

Aren't you on leave tomorrow?

Well, in theory, yes. But with P.C.
Bellamy playing in the match.

You could make the sacrifice and turn in.

On the official overtime rate.

What, Sarge?

Oh, never crossed my mind, Sarge.

Blaketon.

Oh, thank you,
sir, for ringing back.

It's about an
establishment on your patch.

The Mandrake Club.

I was really looking
forward to meeting her.

I mean, what's gone wrong?

Well, it's none of my business, really.

Oh, come on, Eileen.
You must know something.

I mean, what's this Jo like?

She's very nice. I like her a lot.

And Nick seemed very happy with her.

Seemed?

Ruby, I think it's better that their
relationship takes its natural course.

Which means, at the moment,
they're not seeing each other.

Yes, but it might not be permanent.

Yeah, well, I've spent the
best years of my life on my own.

And I know what's in store for
Nick if he doesn't find someone.

But it has to be the
right person, doesn't it?

Sister tells me you'll be well enough
to go home in a few days, Mr Hunter.

Can't be soon enough for me.

Once you leave here, you'll be in my
care, so I thought I'd see if there was

anything you needed.

Don't worry, the dog. He'll need feeding.

You ask Phil Cunningham for me?
He's up on the next farm.

Of course I can. Leave it to me.

Well, I'll see you when you get home.

Has the doctor seen that?

Oh, it's hogweed. Now it's to be done.

You told him that, or he told you?

I know what hogweed looks like.

So do I, Mr Hunter.

You sure there's nothing else
that could have caused that?

So, Errol's a suspect, is he?

Well, Blayton seems to think so.

And you don't?

He's not violent, Mum.

So what are you going to do?

I'll have a talk with him.

Nick, I know you're
not keen to discuss it,

but what happened
between you and this Jo?

Oh, not now, Mum.

Well, I wish you'd talk to me about it.

We're just not seeing each
other anymore, that's all.

Well, if she's not the right person
for you, then fine. But are you sure?

Oh, I don't know. I still think about
Kate a lot, Mum. It's hard to get

involved again.

Yeah, but Kate wanted
you to find someone else.

I know, but I still feel guilty.

Well, you're bound to.
But, I mean, you can't live in the past.

You need to find someone
to share your life with, Nicky.

Well, anyway, what about you?

What?

Well, you still haven't told
me what you were doing here.

Yes, I have.
I've come up here to see you and Katie.

Well, I don't believe you.
Are you sure there's nothing wrong?

Well, everything's fine,
apart from your necking.

Mum!

Oh, Nick, haven't you got any work to do?

Mind yourself!

Tell you something, when this stuff
gets cracking, you'll have rhubarb

coming out of your earhole.

Ah, cut the sales,
Patty Claude. We've

already bought this
stuff, haven't we?

I don't want you moaning when
I run out of stock, you know.

By the way, if you're interested, I
can let you have a drum of this pestic

ide for another ten Bob.

How much altogether, then?

Eight quid the lot.

Eight quid?

Go on, then, nine, and
I'll give you a discount.

You said eight.

Patty Claude, it's only a load.
Seems like you'll be paying out tomorrow

after cricket match.

Oh, yeah, that's true.

That's true.

All right, Mr Rowan.
Come for my autograph, have you?

Only if you've got a pen to sign it with.

What's all this about?

I want to talk to you, and I'll
need some straight answers.

Bye-bye. Off you go. Bye-bye.

Bye, Jenny.
Now, don't forget to do your reading.

Won't be long before you're
ready to come here, will it, darling?

Hello, Katie.

You two know each other?

Yes. I'm Joanna Weston.
I know Katie quite well.

Oh, Ruby Rowan, Nick's mother.
He's mentioned you quite a bit.

Has he?

So this is where you keep the
local youngsters in order, is it?

Something like that.

Are you in Aidensfield for long?

Oh, just a visit. I'm staying at the pub.

Here, why don't you pop
in and I'll buy you a drink?

OK. How about tomorrow?

Well, you'll be coming
to the cricket, won't you?

I gather it's compulsory around here.

You bet.

You didn't tell me what sort
of place this Mandrake Club is.

That's no crime, is it?

What sort of job do you expect a
black kid with a criminal record to get?

Do you know how many places I've tried?

So what about the hand?

What about it?

Looked like a barbed wire cut to me.
How did you get it?

Oh, come on.

Look, I don't like this any
more than you do, Errol.

If you really need to know,
I caught it climbing a fence.

I got lost and I strayed
onto some private land.

Satisfied?

And this private land,
was it Hunter's Farm?

I don't know. I don't know whose it was.

All I know is that he
set a guard dog on me.

Yeah, well, this was
found at Hunter's Farm.

And the farmer there, Jed Hunter,
was beaten up yesterday afternoon.

£ was taken.

So I cased the joint and went back, did I?

Well, you can see how it looks, Errol.

You used to have faith in me, Mr Rowe.

Where were you yesterday afternoon?

Was out for a walk.

Yes, on my own.

Look, I'd like to be able
to prove your innocence,

but I need to know why
this was at Hunter's Farm.

I don't have the faintest idea.

And I don't have to prove anything.

And if you think you've got
enough evidence to arrest me,

then that's what you'd better do.

Mandrake Club?

Yeah, put me through to the office.

Hello? Yeah, Stan on here.

Er, any news?

Who phoned?

The police in Ashfordly?

What, have they nicked him?

Right.

I'll find him.

Well, I've spoken to the Met.

The Mandrake Club must issue
membership forms in Pentonville Prison,

judging from the types
that hang around there.

Plus, the bedrooms seem
to have a half-hourly turnover.

Yeah, Errol only works the bar, Sarge.

So he claims.

Anyway, what did he
have to say for himself?

Well, he said he went for
a walk yesterday afternoon.

Well, he's got an alibi, has he?

No, Sarge, he was on his own.

But he could have dropped his
pen when Hunter set the dog on him.

We haven't really got
much of a case against him.

Well, as far as I'm concerned,
he's the only suspect.

Unless you can come up with another.

Good boy.

Hey, what's the matter with you then?

It's called Antu.

Antu. A-N-T-U.

It's the best pesticide in the market.

Mind you, I've got to be
honest, I haven't got much left.

There must be a fair
amount to get rid on then.

No, no, it comes in barrels.

If you buy it in bulk, I'll let
you have it a bit cheaper.

Tomorrow would be a great help.

What with me umpiring
and Gina doing refreshments.

Well, it's been a
while since I pulled

pints, but I'm sure
it'll all come back.

Also, I'm hoping to go on a
fishing trip for a few days next week,

if you were staying around.

Oh, careful. You may never get rid of me.

Hello, Mum.

Hello, love.

George.

Nick.

Have you got a minute?

Yeah.

What's up?

It's about your mate, Errol.

I've just been tidying
his room up, and I

think you'd better
come and have a look.

He's out practising with the
cricket nets at the moment.

I'll see you later, George.

So, you don't deny these things are yours?

Of course they're mine. You found
them in my belongings, didn't you?

Would you mind telling me
how you came by this money?

I earned it.

Really? Almost £ .

What's your weekly wage, Errol?

None of your business.

Oh, yes it is.

When I'm investigating a robbery
with v*olence, everything is my business.

And what about this?

You didn't have a search warrant, did you?

What are you doing with a flick knife?

Just answer the question, Errol.

Why should I? As far as he's
concerned, the black kid did it.

Can you look me in the eye and
tell me you didn't attack Hunter?

I could do.
But I don't see why I should have to.

So, tell me about yourself, Jo.
You've been teaching long?

Three years.

And how did you find
it up here in the sticks?

Well, I was born in this part of the world.

I like the village school atmosphere.

You can get closer to the
children than the parents.

Which means the parents feel freer
to come to you and fret about their off

Springs, no doubt.

Is that why you wanted to meet me?

I know. I shouldn't
be sticking my nose

into what's personal
between you and Nick.

But you never stop being a mum.
And I worry about him.

Well, so do I.

He seems to find
it easier to Bury

himself in his work
than show his emotions.

Mm. He's always been a bit like that.
Boys, eh?

Have you talked to him about it?

I've tried to.
But he never seems to have the time.

Then maybe you should try again.

He might not be interested anymore.

I have feelings too, you know.

Then you should make that clear to him.

I know he ought to understand.

Oh dear, duty calls.

Afternoon, ladies.

Think about it.

Thanks.

Errol?

Errol!

Look, I had to search your room.
We need to know what's going on.

So now you know. I'm rolling in
cash and I go round heavily armed.

You were lucky I walk
out of there, you know.

He doesn't have enough evidence
to prosecute me and he knows it.

Innocent or guilty, it
was a simple question.

I wouldn't give either of
you the satisfaction of a reply.

I'm sorry.

Hello, Martin. Is he bothering?

Not at the moment. He's gone to Leeds.

Taking me and Mam on a treat.

Oh. Aren't they going to the match then?

No. And I'm stuck here
waiting for a lift with the kit.

Put your stuff in the Land Rover.
I'll give you a lift.

I've already taken a few quid on your lads.

Well, we don't usually have
a bet, but I don't see why not.

I think my lads are pretty confident.
I could organise a whip round.

Good lad. And I
tell you what, I'll owe

you two to one for
as much as you like.

Can't be bad. Cheers.

I don't know a lot
about it. Just that

the business hasn't
been going that well.

Has your father been supplying Jet Hunter?

Maybe. He's done some work up there.

Why? Is this important?

Now, Martin. Hey, I'm expecting
a century from you today.

Yeah, just a minute, Claude. What's wrong?

Your father may have
been selling supplies

that were not only
dangerous, but illegal.

We have to find out
where else he sold them.

What if she's right? What if my dad's
accidentally poisoning the whole area?

Don't worry. I know where this stuff's
gone and I'm sure I can get it back.

You just concentrate on
winning this cricket match.

Because if Aidensfield don't
win, it'll cost me a fortune.

Oi, Harold. Your whites. Thank you, Earl.

Here. I hope they fit.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Cheers.

What do you mean, take it back?

It's all right. It's called getting goods
back you've sold in good faith and

then you find out
they're a bit... You know,

it's done all the
time in import-export.

You've found a better
customer, haven't you?

I'm not surprised
you think I'm up to

something, because I
usually am, but I 'm not.

You could always buy it back, I suppose.

That's a small remark, though.

You've got more chance. Look, I'm
doing you two a favour, which, before you

say it, is not likely.

Gentlemen, the match will
begin in half an hour on the dot.

Let's hope we win.

It was a very effective
pesticide, but it's been banned.

There's some in one of Jed Hunter's barns.

So why was it banned?

Possible links with cancer.

It also causes a very nasty
reaction on contact with the skin.

A rash like Jed Hunter
has, and Frank Bechshaw.

I think Bechshaw's supplying it.

Well, I'll go and talk to him.

You'll be lucky.
He's off on a shopping spree in Leeds.

I thought he was on his uppers.

Obviously not anymore.

Well, I'll talk to Jed Hunter, then.
Thanks, Maggie.

Stocks of a banned
pesticide called Antu

have been found at
your farm, Mr Hunter.

I need to know where you got it from.

It's not to do with me.

Did Frank Bechshaw supply it?

You realise the use of Antu may
have serious medical repercussions?

I took it in good faith.

Until you got that rash on your arm.

So what did you do?

Well, I tried to get him to
take stuff away, but he wouldn't.

Did you pay him for it?

Why should I? After what it did to me.

We're going to give Whitby
the surprise of her life.

Yeah. Yeah, let's do that.

And... it's Frank Loverbat.

Harold, where do you normally field?

Well, as close in as possible, really.

Well, these guys know how to whack it.
Could be dangerous.

Nah, I'll stay close in, thanks.

Ah, the village green.

Leather on Willow.

That's what England's all about, innit?

I'll, er... I'll have
a light ale, please.

Right.

Fancy my mate Errol
Jones being a cricketer, eh?

He's a very talented man.

Are you from London, then?

That's right.

Has he, er... Has he
been staying here long?

See what I mean?

Now, wait a minute.
Let's just get this clear.

Well, it's clear to me, Sarge.

Hunt has admitted buying the Antoo
from Beckshaw, but refused to pay him.

So Beckshaw went up to the farm
and took the money he was owed.

Well, it's possible, I suppose.

But where did Errol
Jones get his money

from, and why was
he carrying a knife?

Well, I'm not sure yet, Sarge.

And why was his pen at
the scene of the crime?

Well, Frank Beckshaw could have planted it.

Errol was staying with him
on the night of the burglary.

Well, it won't stand up
without a confession.

Right, we'll get Beckshaw
in and... have a little chat.

Right, Sarge.

Greg?

In.

Errol?

Well, what very nimble
fingers you've got, Errol.

For the moment.

Enjoy the trip?

Yes, but... No
buts. You deserve it.

I just wish I knew how
you were paying for it all.

Trust me.

Afternoon.

Afternoon.

I thought you'd have a
word with you, Mr Beckshaw.

What's the matter, Mr Rowan?

You go inside the house, Lovell.
I'll only be a second.

No, I want to know what's going on.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to
ask you to come down to the station.

Why? I've done out wrong?

How long have you been supplying Antoon?

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

Well, you must know it's been banned.

All stock should have been destroyed.

But you recently supplied Jed Hunter.

Yes.

He didn't pay up, though, did he?

So you went up there and stole the money?

I didn't steal it.

It was the agreed amount.

They hadn't paid me for months.

And then he used this Antoon
business as an excuse not to pay.

Frank, what are you saying?

I didn't mean it.
I didn't know he'd be there.

I never planned any of this.

Well, you took Errol Jones' pen with you.

You learnt to frame him, didn't you?

That's it.

Finish them off, Errol.
I wouldn't mind my tea now.

Great stuff, Errol.

Thanks. Well done.

Let's get some tea.

No, you go on. I'll follow you.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks.

How long has he been gone?

I don't know, Nick.
You've just missed his mate, too.

What mate?

Oh, big guy. He had a London accent.

Seemed really keen to talk to him.
He just ran off.

Which way?

Where's Errol?

Phil?

You want to watch me dig in at the crease?

I think Errol's in trouble.

Black beard, man. Errol.

You don't sound sure!

Give me the money, bud.

No! The money!

It's not legal money anyway!

You need shorts, though.

That's it!

Right.

Now I'm going to have to make sure
you never do nothing like this again.

Hey!

Oi!

Get down on your feet!

Jack!

Take it easy!

So where did you get the money from, Errol?

Well, I did steal it from Hunter.

You stole it from someone?

Someone who didn't
deserve it in the first place.

It doesn't work like that.

Errol!

Come on.

You get yourself over there.
We'll sort this out later.

Where on earth have you been?

Hello, Cole.

Frank Beckshaw tells me
you're in business with him.

No, I've just been
storing some of his stuff.

So you've not been selling it?

No, no, it's all in my shed.
You can check it if you like.

I will.

In fact, you can take
it away for all I care.

For what I hear, it's a bit of a dumpsy.

Well, look, if you know I've
been using it, then...

When you're costing
them money and they're

still clapping, you
must be popular.

That's true.

The question is, though, whether
they'll be able to accept a black guy

who don't happen to be good at cricket.

They're the best for our team.

All right.

pints of bitter.
That's £ . . Please, Phil.

There you go. Thanks, Gina.
Errol, that's yours.

Cheers.

Luckily, the Mandrake Club
haven't reported any theft,

so there's no charge against you.

I think I owe you a drink, Mr O.

Just remember, I might not be
around to bail you out next time.

I won't be here next time.

Welcome to Stellard.

- Where's your home back down south?
- I thought you would.

That's why I'm planning
to stay up north for a bit.

I think I've cleared enough
to buy you a drink, Errol.

Now, let's have a little chat
about you coming to play for us.

New county, new leaf.

Decided to settle up here for a bit.

Nick, come with me.

Mum, what are you doing working here?

Now, sit yourselves down here.

Come on.

And I don't want to
see either of you again

until you've had a
good heart-to-heart.

Yes?

Quite forceful, your mum, isn't she?

She can be, yeah.

Well, I suppose this is the
time we've been looking for.

What? I don't really know where to start.

I missed you.

Me too.

Look, I really did want to go
away for that weekend, you know.

I wasn't sure how you felt.

Well, I should have told you.
I know that now.

So, shall we give it another go?

Is that what you really want?

Yeah, it is. Really, it is.

Well, I'll drink to that, then.

Cheers.

Cheers.