07x01 - Bad Apple

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪

SEAGULLS SQUAWKING



- He was so nice.

- Well, why wouldn't he be?

No

-one goes to buy an engagement ring with a long face, do they?

Suppose not.



- Thank you.

- It's my pleasure.

But I can't wear it though, not till we've seen my folks.

No. Course not.

Somebody's bound to see me if I jump the g*n.

Bound to.

- Mind you,

who do we know hereabouts?



- Absolutely nobody!

- Absolutely the right answer!

Move over, Liz Taylor.

I'll leave it with you and your parents to fix a date.

I'll phone them as soon as we get back.

Light the blue touch paper and retire immediately.

They'll be fine. They must be expecting something.

They're expecting you to grab a young farmer with a few thousand acres.

They'll be fine, I promise.

MAN: Good night, all.

DOOR SLAMMING MAN: Hello?

Is anybody there?

CLATTERING

Oi!

CLATTERING

Hello, Keith.

He wants to see Mr Sellars.

He can see a solicitor in due course.

Sellars' assistant is with a drunk next door.

In due course. He's seeing no

-one until he coughs for it.

Thing is we found nothing on him, Sarge.

You expect me to ask the dog section

to sniff out where he's dumped his bits and pieces?



- No, sarge.

- Well, on your bikes, then.

Ever since he dropped anchor in Ashfordly, Megson's led us a dance.

It's time he was moved on,

preferably as a guest of Her Majesty.



- Sorry to hold you up.

- All right if I go now?

Oh, yes. Where you off to?

Darby and Joan Mystery Tour.



- Bridlington again?

- They don't like surprises.



- Nothing missing?

- Not that I can see.

How about you, Linda?

No, nothing's been moved, Mr Kettley.

Looks like you got here before he could fill his boots.

Megson... Megson...

Keith Megson. His name's chalked up outside the cell.

Ah, yes. Yes. I believe he's helping us with our enquiries.

I think Mr Sellars would want to know.

Well, I'm sure we tried to phone. Must have been engaged.

Well, perhaps we should have tried again?

Why waste ratepayers' money, Mr Rosser,

when you can tell him personally?

MUSIC: 'I'm Into Something Good' by Herman's Hermits

♪ Woke up this morning feelin' fine

♪ There's something special on my mind

♪ Last night I met a new girl

♪ In the neighbourhood

♪ Oh, yeah something tells me...

I hope you checked that properly.

Dig deep, Alf. Dig deep.

♪ She's the kind of girl who's not too shy

♪ And I can tell I'm her kind of guy

Tails.

Great(!)

♪ ...like I hoped she would

♪ She danced with me like I hoped she would

♪ Something tells me I'm into something good

♪ Something tells me I'm into something

SPLASHING

♪ Something tells me I'm into something good

Like you said, right to the bottom.

♪ To something good

♪ Oh, yeah, something good

♪ Something tells me I'm into something

♪ To something good ♪

Well done, Phil.

Any news from Bellamy and Ventress?

Not yet, Sarge.

Well, I understand we've got some saving up to do.

Who has?

You and us.

Oh, yeah.

Well, congratulations to you both.

Thank you, Sarge.

I hope she knows what she's doing. The life of a copper's wife,

not exactly a bed of roses now, is it?

I'll give her your best wishes.

Good morning, Sergeant.

Ah... Mr Sellars.

I've come to see Keith Megson.

Ah, yes. One of your regular cash cows.

Yes, I prefer to call them clients. May I see him?

Of course. You might tell him

we're applying for a warrant to search his premises.

Do you think he'd like us to use a key?

Or would he prefer the treacle and brown paper approach?

Try the key. Mr Rosser from my office will go down with your men.

just to see that everything is put back in its place.

Rowan!

Take him down.

Well, you took your time.

Looks like the stuff Megson jettisoned, Sarge.

Well, good work Bellamy, Ventress.

Right, now, when the warrant's signed,

you can turn his place upside down, see if you can find some more.

Yes, Sarge.

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

I was nowhere near the bus depot.

So what WERE you doing?

I went into town for a drink.

I heard someone shouting after me in the dark.

It scared me. That's why I ran.

And they found nothing on you?

Completely clean.

So, what's the outlook?

Well, you'll be in court later today. Police will oppose bail.

And you'll probably be remanded in custody for a week to await trial.



- A week! No, I can't!

-Can't what?



- Be banged up for a week.

- Why not?

Cos I'm getting married Saturday. That's why not.

Ah. Tricky.

You know me better than most, Mr Sellars.

I've got my faults. But getting wed to Marilyn will be the making of me.

She's an understanding woman then, is she, this Marilyn?

I don't know about that. She's rich, though.

A widow from Whitby. She thinks the world of me.

She's booked the Registry Office months ago. I can't let her down.

No, I suppose not. Are you still living in your caravan?

Yeah.

You see, bail can only be given to those

with a fixed place of residence. Your caravan doesn't qualify.

Perhaps your wife

-to

-be would offer surety and a place to stay?

No, she mustn't know, Mr Sellars.

Look, if she finds out there's a chance of me going down,

all bets would be off.

All right. Who else do we know?

BARKING

Mr Greengrass?

I could be.

Derek Rosser from Sellars, Phipps and Vinecombe, solicitors.

What do you want?

I'm here on an errand of mercy for a friend of yours.



- Really?

- Keith Megson.

Keith Megson a friend? LAUGHS



- That's what he said.

- No matter what he said,

it's got nowt to do with me. Wherever he says I was, I wasn't.



- Mr Greengrass.

- I hope you realise

He's got a criminal record. I don't mix with people like that.

Mr Greengrass, will you just give me a moment.

I think you'll like what you hear.

Your bosses are going to guarantee all this?

Absolutely.

All three of them. Whatsit, Doings and Vinegar?

Sellars, Phipps and Vinecombe.

We're a well

-respected practice, Mr Greengrass.

We wouldn't involve you if it wasn't right for all parties.

JUDGE: Will the accused stand?

Mr Megson, you are here on a charge of garage breaking.

The police are not yet able to prosecute your case,

and it will therefore be adjourned for one week. Sergeant Blaketon?

We request a remand in custody.

The defendant has no fixed abode.

And we believe there might be a danger that he will abscond.

Very well.

Ma'am, if it please the court,

I would like to oppose a remand in custody.

On what grounds, Mr Sellars?

I believe the evidence in this case is at best circumstantial,

and that my client will plead not guilty in due course.

But ma'am, Mr Megson lives in a caravan.

One moment, please.

Ma'am, if the court were concerned that my client might abscond,

perhaps it will be willing to give him conditional bail.

The conditions being?

That he take residence with a respected member of the community.



- You have someone in mind?

- Yes, ma'am.



- Is he in court?

- He is, ma'am.

A reputable businessman and long

-time freeholder of Aidensfield,

Mr Claude Greengrass.

Ma'am, I object in the strongest possible terms.

You know this gentleman?

Aye, I know him. And I know him to be totally unreliable.

Let the bench be the judge of that, Sergeant.

Proceed, Mr Sellars.

Ma'am, Mr Greengrass would be willing to put up a surety of £ .

£ ? I thought you said it would be £ .

Can you knock it down a bit, Your Honour?

We are not here to haggle, Mr Greengrass.

You would forfeit the money only if the defendant failed to appear

before us on the due date.

Now please step forward and take the oath.

I'll swing for him one of these days.

Looks like I got Megson coming my way, Sarge.

Well, just keep your eye on him.

And him.

Morning.

I do solemnly swear

that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth...

Oh, it's gorgeous!

I want one!

Oh, it's really lovely, Jo.

It looks like I'll have to buy my own.

You've got the only fella I fancy!

Hey, what are you doing?

I can't wear it till it's official.

They having an on

-off engagement.

Nobody's supposed to know. We haven't even told my parents, yet.

Oh, I see.

Well, it's just about the worst

-kept secret in Aidensfield.



- So you better hurry up!

- What secret?

Ooh, here's one who doesn't know!

Surprising, really. There's one in for you.

Thank you.

Looks like your investment's paying off already.

How's George?

No change, really.

The doctors think he's making some progress apparently.

But Auntie Mary said he's still very down.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Give him my best.

Yeah, I will.

Has Claude been in yet?

No. He's usually in at this time. Something must have come up.

It's ready, Keith!

Keith!



- Linda! Hey, Linda!



- I can't be seen with you.

- Why not?



- It was you who broke in.

- Broke in where?

I let slip about money in the office.

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

I told you what days I bank the fare.

Don't lie to me. You're out on bail for it.

Linda.

If anyone sees me with you, they'll think I was part of it.



- Look...

- It was you, wasn't it?

Wasn't it?

Yeah.

I'll lose my job, you know that?

How long have we been seeing each other? Two weeks? Who's seen us?

The police said you're a professional thief!

Police! I've had a lot of bad luck.

Oh, yeah!

I've done wrong, I know that.

But listen, I've had a bit of luck this time. I've met you.

It's true.

I've never met anyone like you. I wanted the money for us!

Oh, no!

I know. I know it was stupid.

The police haven't got a case.

Once the court chuck it out, that'll be it. I'll be in the clear.

No more thieving. I promise.

Megson! What are you messing about at?

Come on. Get...

GLASS SHATTERS

He's coming.

You didn't say what you wanted him for.

No.

Morning, Keith. Morning.



- Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep.

- So you should be.



- Late night?

- What's up?

Where were you last night?



- Here.

- You didn't go out?

No.



- Other than for a breather.

- A breather?

Yeah, I went outside for a bit.

Claude was smoking bombing the place with a frying pan.

I had to get some air or choke to death.

Why? What's going on?

There was a break

-in.

Some jewellery stolen from an old lady sometime last night.

So of course you thought it was me.

Sergeant Blaketon said I should make you my first call.

Yeah, well, he would say that, wouldn't he?



- Excuse me. Can I have a word?

- What?



- You popped out for a breather?

- So?

I didn't come down in the last shower, you know.

You were gone an hour or more.

I didn't do the job. On my mother's grave.

You wouldn't know where to find it. I've got good money riding on you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Until you sign that wedding certificate,

I want you where I can see you!

Do you think I'm going to blow the chance of getting wed

for the sake of a few trinkets?

They haven't got a case.

That's why they're trying to pin something else on me.

Listen. Trust me, and you'll be quids in.

What do you mean, "second thoughts"?

When Mr Rosser asked me to take Megson in,

I honestly didn't realise the risk I was taking.

What risk? Mr Rosser should have made it clear

that you'd be rewarded from the proceeds of Mr Megson's marriage?

A profit of £ . Rosser?

Yes, I made that clear, Mr Sellars.

So you can't lose.

Can't I? But what if he decides to scarper?

I've got a

-quid dent in my pocket, haven't I?

Well, Mr Megson has no reason to abscond.

That's as likely, but... Look, I'm sorry,

but I want you to get me out of it.



- I'm afraid that's not possible.

- Why?

You swore an oath in court. And only the court can release you.

See Mr Greengrass out, would you please, Rosser?

Do you think they might accept a note from the doctor?

Thank you, Mr Greengrass.

GLASS BREAKS

Two big stars.

And we've got lots of little ones. Should we make another little one?

Yes.

You can phone your parents from here.

That's OK. I'll call them when I get home. Thanks, Eileen.

I don't mean to nag, Jo,

but they'll be hurt if they find out for themselves.

Yes, I know.

You do think they'll be pleased, don't you?

Yes, of course.

Then let them enjoy the good news like the rest of us.

Go on, arrange to go and see them.

All right, I give in. I'll talk to them now.

WOMAN: Hello?

Who's there?

DOOR OPENS

Oh, thank you!

Say o'clock? All right, see you both then.

Love to Dad. Bye, Mum. Bye.



- Done.

- Did she guess?

I said we were driving through York and we'd call in.

PHONE RINGS

Aidensfield Police.

Where?

All right. On my way.

Come on, darling.

Whoever it was had a good nose for it.

Where's Mrs Forrest?

Inside. I got Maggie in to her. She's all of a tremble.



- Did she see anything?

- No.

She was poorly in bed when it happened.

I couldn't get downstairs quickly enough.

Oh, my lovely pieces of jewellery.

Things I was going to hand on to my children.

In broad daylight, and me in my own bed.

If you'd gone dancing, it could've been worse.

they'd have had time to take more.

- Dancing?

Ida normally goes to the tea dance with the Darby and Joan today.

We have a nice day out in Whitby.

I don't think I'll ever want to dance again.

I'm convinced it's Megson, so go and bring him in.

He's squirrelling. He knows he's being sent down.

So while he's on bail he's nicking stuff

and burying it for when he comes out.

It's textbook criminal behaviour.

Yeah, well...

Do you have another theory?

Not really, no, Sarge.

Well, go and bring him in.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yes, Rosser?



- Mr Greengrass was on the phone.

- Oh, what is it now?

Keith Megson was taken in to Ashfordly last night.

Under arrest?

It wasn't clear. Shall I go over?

No. I'll deal with this.

It's time Sergeant Blaketon had his knuckles rapped. Take my calls.

We've done the bingo run for five or six years.

The tea dance for as long I can remember.



- You do the driving?

- It's either Eric or me.

You must know your customers pretty well.

Yeah.



- Why are you giving me this stuff?

- We've had two more break

-ins.

The first one happened when the victim was out at bingo.

The other should've been at the tea dance

if she didn't have flu.

Method of entry was the same as the one used to break in here.

The fella who got bail is at it again, eh?

It's possible. The night he broke in,

could he have seen a list of people who'd booked trips?

Well, Linda keeps a record of those booking proper holidays,

paying deposits and so on. But not those for the weekly runs.

They turn up at pick

-up point as and when.

And who's been the driver on the bingo and dance trips this week?

Me. Eric's done the local services.

Have you got a local timetable?

Yes. Linda, timetable?

He'll be in soon if you want to speak to him.

Thank you.

Mr Sellars, can I have a word?



- Where is he?

- Who?



- Mr Megson?

- He's inside somewhere.

I'm dead worried about that money.

I know the police are trying to harass him

into making a run for it so he'll break his bail and I'll go bankrupt.

It's all right for you, but I'm self

-employed!

Back again?

We've had two more burglaries.

I'd heard. Bus gossip. Spreads like wildfire.

Do you know the two women concerned?

Yes. They're regulars.

Do you know them well enough to know if they're well

-off or not?

I wouldn't say well

-off.

Comfortable, I'd guess. Why?

Whoever broke into their homes knew it wouldn't be a waste of time.

You have no right to keep Mr Megson any longer.

I have a duty to solve these crimes.

Then solve them and stop accusing him

of every crime within a ten

-mile radius!



- You haven't a scrap of evidence.

- You don't know that, Megson.

Bail was granted to my client.

You have tried to frustrate that order at every turn.

I won't hesitate to ask the bench

to consider your actions as contempt of court

if you don't release him.

You were great, Mr Sellars. They were trying to frame me.

Apparently so. That's why I advise you to stay close to Mr Greengrass.

No, listen, can we have a word about this, Mr Sellars?

It's not doing my blood pressure any good.

Thank you, Mr Greengrass.

All right, Megson!

Megson!

Megson!

Lost something, Claude?

Yeah... my sense of humour.

Morning.

Morning.



- Is Blaketon in?

- Yeah, but I wouldn't disturb him.

Why? What's up?

Sellars just made mincemeat out of him.

Where's Alf?

He was under here a moment ago.

Any joy at the bus depot?

No. I don't think so.

I thought one of the drivers could have been involved,

but checking the timetable, I didn't have the opportunity.

Megson still favourite, then?

If it is him, somebody must be giving him inside information.



- Night, Mr Kettley.

- Night, Linda.



- Get off me!

- I just want to talk to you.

I want nothing more to do with you.



- I waited for you. Where were you?

- Get off!

All right. OK.

What's going on?

The police say you've done two more break

-ins.



- It's lies, Linda.

- I don't believe you!



- I swear it.

- Don't insult me.

You think I'd risk it

after everything I've said about you and me?

Talk to the wall, Keith.

They're trying to set me up. Don't you see that?

If I'm seen with you, I'm finished!

We can go away, somewhere where nobody knows us.

Talk sense.

I mean it, Linda.

I want to go now.

It's smaller inside than it looks from out here. Come on.



- Oh, you're early. Come in.

- We made good time.



- Hello, Nick.

- Hello, Mrs Weston.

Come on in. Graham's in the garden. I'll get him.

No, let Nick.

Oh, yes, all right. He's round the back.

Just go through that door at the end.

Right.

Come on. We'll make a cup of tea.

Oh, hello, Nick!

Mr Weston.

GRAHAM: Good to see you again.

En route, are you? Got time for a bite to eat?

Well, not really, no.

Pity. Come to drag me in?

Yeah, and have a word with you.

Mm?

Yeah.

Fire away.

It's about Jo and me.

You know we've been seeing each other for quite a while now.

She's said nothing to the contrary,

so I assumed you were still in the picture.

Well, things have... developed.

Oh?

I've asked Jo to marry me, Mr Weston.

Oh. Oh, I see.

And has she agreed?

Yeah.

And we'd like it if you'd give your approval.

My approval.

CHUCKLES

Yes, well. Goodness.

A surprise, I must say.

Give me your coat, Nick.

Tea, Nick?

Yes, please.

Graham?

Er, yes, please.

Something happened?

Yes, dear. Good news.

Jo and Nick are engaged.

Engaged?

I said you'd be surprised.

I can't believe it!

We've been seeing each other for months, Mum.



- You must have expected something.

- Yes.

I expected more of you.

More what?

More sense, for heaven's sake!

I've nothing against Nick, but he has a family.

Don't you think I've taken that into account?

How should I know? You haven't taken us into account.

Fiona...

You're throwing everything we've given you back in our faces.

What?

We didn't bring you up to be handcuffed to a sink.

A child... and a village bobby?

Fiona!

It's your fault it's gone this far!

I don't know what you intended for Jo, Mrs Weston.

But she's old enough to know what she wants.

And she'll carry on with her teaching career as before.

No doubt she'll need the money.

Mum, Nick and I love one another.

I'm having nothing to do with this nonsense.



- Fiona, please.

- And neither are you!



- She doesn't mean it.

- Of course I mean it!



- It's not you, Nick.

- Yes, it is.

Why don't you just say that you don't think he's good enough for me?

Well, you said it.

The truth is he's too good for me probably.

And certainly too good for a mean

-minded snob like you!



- Jo...

- You keep out of it.

No, I can't keep out of it, Mrs Weston.

I love Jo. I'm sorry you don't think it's a good idea.

But we're getting married with or without your blessing.

I know you never wanted me to be happy,

but you didn't have to prove it.

Jo!

Come on. To hell with them.

It's all right.

Right, I'll be off, Claude.

Off? Off where?

Marilyn's. Can you let me have the truck?



- So long as I'm in it with you.

- You what?

You think I'm letting you go there on your own? Pigs might!

KLAXON

Keith!

You've got a visitor.

Marilyn, Claude Greengrass.

Hello.

It's about quid's worth.

What did I tell you, eh, Claude? Need any help, Marilyn?

MARILYN: Possibly.

What can I do for you, darling?

Is this all right?

Yeah!

That seems all right.

Hey, hey! Guests, remember?

What did you bring him for?

You've not really met anyone I know.



- Was he your first choice?

- Course not.

He just happened to be coming over here. He's in antiques.



- I can't wait, Keith.

- I can see that.



- Got your new suit organised?

- Yeah. Pick it up Friday.



- No last

-minute doubts?

- Not on your life.

Morning. Thought it was a bit quiet in here!

Tea's up, Claude.

Keith tells me you're in antiques.

I've been known to dabble.



- I'm short of one or two pieces.

- Oh, really?



-They're on my wedding list.

- You're really subtle.

Not many shopping days to go, have we, Claude?

CLAUDE CHUCKLES

Use the orange one.

Do the pussycat's skirt.

I'm sorry it went so badly.

Her mum was really angry.



- Will she come round?

- I doubt it.

I reckon it's gonna be a small do.

Not that I'm bothered.

I had all that before.

Shame for Jo, though.

PHONE RINGS

Telephone.

I'll get it.

Aidensfield Police.

"Hello, Mr Rowan. It's Ida Forrest."

I've found something.

Can you describe the man you got it from?

Thirties, medium build.

He wore glasses and a trilby.

Is this him?

Hard to say.

Is this all he had?

No, he wanted to sell a number of pieces.

Didn't that make you suspicious?

No. People are always running short of cash.

Some things I have to take on trust, Constable.

SNORING

GRUNTING

Megson?

Megson!

KEITH: What?

Megson?

Oh, you're out here, are you?

Large as life, Claude. Large as life.

Yeah, and twice as ugly.

Come on, inside.

Amazing. And nothing else has been touched.

She heard about the other break

-ins, but was sure no

-one would find this.

You can see her point. How much was this stuff worth?

More than you and me can earn in a year.

She doesn't look like she's got two ha'pennies to rub together.

Why didn't she put it in a bank?

Must be something they ate during the w*r.

What's that?

Spanton's Tailors.

. Friday.

You hold on here. I'll go and check this out.

Rowan? It is Megson's appointment card.

Mr Spanton's just confirmed it.

So bring him in and cuff him. This time he's staying.

Oh, not you again. What now?



- Where's Keith?

- He's inside.

Ain't it about time you stopped persecuting an innocent man?

I'll get you a season ticket.



- Not you lot again. What is it now?

- Get your coat, Keith.

And your toothbrush.

I don't believe this.

Don't tell me. You've had another break

-in.

Last night. How did you guess?

He were here all last night.

Careful, Claude. This time Keith slipped up.



- Left a calling card.

- What?

A tailor's business card with your Friday appointment on it.

But he were never out of my sight, honest!

I'll get a jacket.

He was definitely here all last night!

Leave off, Claude. It's boring.

Keith!

Keith!

Come on, don't be stupid! Open the door. Keith!

Hey, don't...

Oh, that's marvellous, that is!

Innocent man? What do you say now?

I think I can say goodbye to quid!

Division have organised roadblocks east and west.

We reckon he's heading towards the coast, Sarge,

hoping the woman he's going to marry will help him.

Let's make sure he's honeymooning in Armley.

Rowan, wrap it up at the scene of the crime.

Right, Sarge.



- Mrs Franklin?

- Is there any hope, do you think?

We've an idea who might have done it.

Oh, well...

But even if we arrest someone,

we may not recover all of your valuables.

You said no

-one knew about them?

Well, I didn't show them off, Constable.

Just the odd item when I went to bingo, that's all.

But your family knew?

Oh, of course.

But even they don't know my hiding place.

I'm more upset for them than I am for myself.

I'd only just put things straight in my will...

Which one to get which item, you know.

If your family didn't know,

and something happened to you unexpectedly, say,

how would they have found them?

- Oh, it's in my will.

Your will states where the jewellery is hidden?

Of course. I'm not so stupid.

Who's your solicitor, Mrs Franklin?

A nice young man at Sellars, Phipps and Vinecomb.



- 'Mr Rosser?'

- 'Yes, that's the name.'

'Not a partner, but very obliging.'

Hmm. Very nice.

I'm not sure I could take the set.

I can't break it.

If you're willing to wait, I'll call someone who might come in with me.

OK, I'll tell him.

Phil...

When you and Alf searched Megson's caravan, who let you in?

Rosser. He watched us like a hawk.

That's where he got the card.

There's a message from the station.

Black's jewellers, the man who sold them the brooch is in the shop.

He's busy at the moment. He said he'd call back.



- Did he say when?

- As soon as he can.

If you'd rather not wait...

No. I'll wait.

There they are. No Megson, though.

He wasn't hanging about. They could've missed him.

They set up minutes ago.

By my reckoning, he'd have had to clock

-plus

to have got through before then.

Perhaps he's going west.

Sorry about the delay.

Could you ring him again, ask him how long?

SCREECHING TYRES

That was him!

Right, Megson, outside! You come with me.

I'm sure you'll like it. It's just your thing.

If you took the bracelet and earrings,

I could buy the necklace.

The quality's excellent. Diamonds, rubies...

This sort of thing doesn't come up often...

That's him!

All right! All right!

But you're going to keep him in here now, surely?

I thought he was a friend of yours.

Aye, well. You thought wrong, didn't you?



- Then why did you stand his bail?

- It was a business arrangement.

Well, you can relax now.

Looks like he's in for the duration. Him and his girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

Yeah. The one he ran off with. The girl from the bus depot.

A girl from the bus depot?

Yeah.



- The dirty, lying little toerag.

- What's up?

Ask his rich wife

-to

-be that was!

And this is... He's the one who lumbered me in the first place!



- I want a word with him!

- Yeah. Later, Claude.

I didn't do it! I didn't do any of them!

Stop wasting my time, Megson!

Stop browbeating my client. Take it to court! Stop wasting our time!

KNOCKING Yes?



- Sarge...

- I'm in the middle of an interview!

I thought you'd rather question the guilty man instead.

I've got good news for you, Linda.

We know you weren't involved. Keith didn't do the burglaries.



- He didn't?

- No.



- What about break

-in at the depot?

- Oh, that's different.

I didn't know about that, either.

We know.

Am I free to go now?

Keith as well?

Well, he's still on bail...

But he's gone already.

Oh.

Look, it's none of my business...

but you'd do as well to steer clear of him.

He said he loved me.

Yes.

♪ THE HOLLIES: Just One Look

Hold it there for me, please!

Nice big smile! Wonderful. Thank you very much.

♪ Just one look

♪ And I felt so I, I

♪ I'm in love

♪ With you, oh, oh ♪

Married man, eh? Hard to credit.

Look on the bright side You could be sent down next week.

What about the uppance?



- What, you want it now?

- No, yesterday, come on!

You think I've done the right thing?



- You can't lose, Keith.

- You think?

Whether she turns out nice, she's still going to be too good for you!

You're a real mate, you are, Claude.

Catch!

CHEERING

Claude's got the money, folks,

so anything you want in the pub across the road.

Sorry! I'm sorry!

How wrong can you be?

He wasn't my cup of tea, but qualified and ambitious.

That was his problem. He said he knew he had no future with you,

but was desperate to get the money to start on his own.

He knew Megson's MO in detail.

And which of your clients had jewellery stashed away.

When Megson got bail, he couldn't resist.

Well...

I think I need a drink.

You do appreciate how damaging this could be to my practice?

We're an old, established firm,

but we have nothing without our good name.

Rather like us, Mr Sellars.

Yes. Of course.

Well, don't just stand there. Make the tea!

I'll supply the cream cakes.

Right, sarge.

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪