07x19 - Appearances

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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

MUSIC: '(Call Me) Number One' by The Tremeloes

♪ I picture the rain on windows

♪ And I think of home

♪ I wonder if you remember

♪ Did you ever know? ♪

VAN SKIDDING

HORSE NEIGHS

Oh, steady. Steady.

Good boy.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, steady. Steady.

Idiots!

SHEEP BLEATING, CHICKENS CLUCKING

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Can I help you?

Good morning.

Is it? I'll tell you when I know what's going on.

Isn't this wonderful?

How do you do, sir?

Moira Hamilton.

Greengrass, Jeremiah.

What a wonderful name.

Unless you have to fill forms in.

I'm sorry to ask, but what are you doing on private property?

I'm an escapee.

That doesn't surprise me. Where from?

London. I've rented a cottage in the village.

This place is unbelievable!

It's just what I'm looking for.

LOUD CLATTERING

OMINOUS MUSIC

GLASS SMASHES

METAL CLATTERING

GLASS SMASHES

Now you see this? This is what first caught my eye.

It's perfect.

Is it? What for?

A sculpture. I'm exploring the theme of rural decay,

using old farming bits and pieces.

And this could be my focal point.

Could it? Well, I hadn't really thought of selling it.

But what do you want to do, take it away or what?

Well... I'm not sure.

You see, your land would be a wonderful setting.

It's so... wild and unkempt.

Rural decay!

Here it is!

Are you sure you're not hurt?

I just sprained my wrist a bit.

They came round like bats out of hell.

You said it was a dark removal van?

It was big enough to be one, but I didn't see any name.

Did you get the number plate?

I was too busy trying to stop the horse bolting, Nick.

I'm trying to get hold of something I can follow up.

You take it easy for the rest of the day.

There's nothing here only bills.



- Were you expecting something?

- Well...

Come on. What is it?



- You remember what we talked about?

- Yeah.

I sent off for some information.

What information?

The details of a job with the Canadian police.

Canada?!

Don't panic. It's only an idea at the moment.

I'll see you later. KISSES

I'll speak to you tonight.

ENGINE DIES

Are you pleased to be back, darling?

Yeah. It was a lovely holiday. Thanks, Dad.

Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Ruthie.

I know we're not likely to persuade you next year.



- What's the rush?

- I just want to get unpacked.

She wants to get out to see her friends, John.

Anyone in particular?

I don't think you want to know the answer to that.

We've been through all this before.

I thought we agreed Harry Somers wasn't a suitable friend for you.

You agreed. I don't think I was consulted.

Of course you were. You know it's for the best.

Please, Ruth, we've had a good break.

Don't spoil it as soon as we get home.

JOHN: Laura!

Yes, dear?

WHISPERS Oh, John.

Oh, no.

SOMBRE MUSIC

SIGHS

Look at the mess!

I'll call the police.

Another break

-in.



- Where?

- The Uptons' house.



- Com on, Mike, let's go over there.

- Right, Sarge.

I thought you had the morning off, Alf.

Oh, pressing business, Sarge.



- Oh, yeah?

- Mrs Ventress's birthday.

Enough said.

Oh, I just need a breather.

And a cup of tea, if you don't mind, Phil.

So, what does she want this time, then?



- Er... Perfume.

- Well, that's easy enough.

And a hostess trolley.



- What's that?

- Search me.

Sculpture is an entirely new venture for me.

Up until now, painting has been my thing.

Has it? If I were you, I'd stick to it.

Ooh, not at all. I have an art dealer from London who's interested.

He's coming up to see them.

What, you mean people pay for this sort of thing?

Oh, yes. He's very excited about my work.

You see, so much has been written

about the old farming ways falling into decline.

This will be an artistic, visual statement.

Is there much umpence in it, then?

I mean, money?

Oh, yes.

Now, I want to do something

on the way the motorcar has replaced the pony and trap,

so I need some old vehicle parts.

Oh, I can get you plenty of them.

They'll be about five quid a load, I should think.

Mind, it'd be negotiable.



- Oh, it's cheap.

- Is it?

I, erm... I could, er... do your portrait as a thank you.

Could you? It's very kind of you, but I think I prefer the cash.

Oh, don't worry, Mr Greengrass. You'll get your money as well.

Will I? I'll drink to that when I get it.

They left some of the more valuable items behind.

All of the silver is still here, thank goodness.

We've had two break

-ins in Ashfordly recently.

They seem to be targeting specific items.

What sort of things?

An antique desk, a grandfather clock and now your sideboard.

And my rowing trophies.

Why did they have to smash the photographs?

And the oar that won the Boat Race in . Completely irreplaceable.

Don't touch anything until our fingerprint expert's been.

When will that be?

Get on to it straight away, Mike.

I'm afraid it might not be until tomorrow morning.

I can't face sleeping in the house with everything like this.

Let's book in at the Aidensfield Arms for the night, John.

Yes, all right. I suppose so.

I think I can guess who may have had something to do with this, Sergeant.



- Oh, really? Who's that?

- A lad called Harry Somers.

Oh, John, surely...

He's been hanging around Ruth. I told him he wasn't to see her again.

Doesn't he do odd jobs at Scripps's garage?

Yes. I wouldn't put it past him to come and smash the place up.

That's a very serious allegation, Mr Upton.

Ruth's off to university soon.

I don't want Somers to get in the way.

I'm sure Harry had absolutely nothing to do with it.

I'll have a word with him.

I will need a list of exactly what's missing

and a full description of each item.

BELL RINGS

Ooh, can I help you, sir?

I hope so. I'm looking for a hostess trolley.

They're all the rage these days.

We did have one, but, er...

It got snapped up.

You could try the electric shop.

Why's that?

Well, you do have to plug them in, sir.

Oh.

Would you like me to look out for one for you?

Oh, I'd be grateful.

I need it quick though. It's my wife's birthday in two days' time.

We'll do our best, sir. Call in tomorrow. No promises, mind.

Ta.

Harry Somers?

That's me.

That's a nice

-looking bike. Is it yours?

I wish it was. I'm trying to fixing it for Bernie.

I've just come from the Uptons' house.



- Oh, yeah?

- They've had a break

-in.

What?

They got back from holiday and the place was ransacked.

Not much of a homecoming for them.

Have you been to the house while they've been away?

No, I haven't. And I didn't do the break

-in.

Well, I'm not accusing you.

No, but Upton is, isn't he? That's why you're here.

I'm just making preliminary enquiries.

He's got it in for me because of Ruth.

Not the right sort for his daughter, you see.

All right. Well, thanks for your time.

Right, there's £ , five shillings

and sixpence.

Ooh. Well, I'll try and save the rest.

I still can't get used to how much he left me.

Well, your uncle obviously appreciated

all you did for him, Mrs Coutts.



- He was a lovely old man.

- Aye.

So, what are you going to do with all this money, then, eh?

I'm replacing that old cupboard of mine. It's falling to pieces.

Well, I hope you find something nice.

It suits you in here, you know.

It's not everyone that's got the knack.

Mrs Hopkins before, well... She was nosey beyond.

Was she?

Well, we can't have that, can we, Mrs Coutts?

CHUCKLES

BELL RINGS

I'm just going to get a centre for this clutch, Mr Scripps.

Aye, OK.



- So, you survived it, then?

- I don't know how.

It amazes me how Dad manages to pick these places?

Just when you think you'd had the most boring holiday possible,

he finds somewhere even worse.

But you won't be going again, eh?

No. I've done my daughterly duty now I think.



- I missed you.

- Me, too.

The house was broken into while we were away.



- I know.

- How?

The police have been here.



- Why? It's nothing to do with you.

- Not what your dad says, is it?



- He's accused you?

- In so many words.

But it's outrageous. I can't let him get away with that.

Look, you're home. We're together again. Don't let him spoil it.

OK.

I'd better be going.

We're staying at the pub tonight because of all the mess.

I'm nearly finished here. Can you come out later?



- We could go for a spin?

- Great.

I'll meet you in an hour. Usual place?

And I'm sorry about Dad, Harry.

Ah, Bernie, this is, er... Miss Hamilton.

She's looking for a few parts off old vehicles.

Deal in motors, do you?

LAUGHS Hardly.

Oh, look!

She... Miss Hamilton's an artist, but she wants a few bits and pieces

off very old cars for her sculptures.

She's a but of a nutcase,

but there'll probably be a few quid in it.

I've told her it'll be three quid a load. Is that all right?

Even if the stuff's rusty?

The more rusty the better.

Hey, hey.

Hello, you two.

You missed out on beans on toast.



- Have you eaten my share, as well?

- Yes.

'Fraid so.

Is your wrist OK?

Just the odd twinge.



- You're all right, though?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

This Canada thing is just an idea. It's nothing definite.

What gave you the idea in the first place?

I wrote off a couple of years ago, after Kate died.

I just thought a new place might help.

I can understand that.

I didn't go through with it, though.

I just felt I'd be running away from my problems.



- And now you don't?

- No. Absolutely not.

Are you sure?

Look, you know I've not been happy in my new job.

It's made me start thinking about what I do want.

I know I want to spend more time with you two.

I just feel the three of us together could be a real adventure. Hey?

MUSIC: 'In the Middle of Nowhere' by Dusty Springfield

Now I feel like I'm home.

So, you weren't biking your way round Belgium, then?

♪ Baby, won't you tell me

♪ What am I to do?

♪ I'm in the middle of nowhere

♪ Getting nowhere with you

♪ Mm, where did my heart land?

♪ In the middle of nowhere

♪ Where are the dreams I planned?

♪ In the middle of nowhere

♪ Listen to me, baby

♪ Listen to my plea

♪ I'm in the middle of nowhere

♪ And it's worrying me ♪

I was thinking about you on the bike,

while we were trailing around museums and monuments.

Your dad knows how to have a good time, doesn't he?

RUTH LAUGHS He was in his element.

He was so pleased to have me and Mum completely to himself,

doing exactly what he wanted.

He'd made an itinerary for each day. He had it all mapped out.

Just like he's got your life mapped out, Ruth.

He'd like to think he has.

And I'm not a part of it.

You are part of it. We're here together now, aren't we?

For the next half hour maybe.

Then you'll have to rush back and pretend you didn't see me.

But there's not much I can do, is there?

We could go away together.



- What?

- Get married.

Married?!



- Are you serious?

- Are you?

But I'm going to university.

So, that's the end of everything, is it?

No, there'll be weekends, holidays. We can still see each other.



- I wonder.

- We can!

Harry, I can't suddenly get married. I've got to get my degree.

And I couldn't hurt Mum and Dad like that.



- But you don't mind hurting me.

- Of course I do.

Look, I'll have another go at Dad.

But not now. It's the wrong time to try.

It'll always be the wrong time.

Come on. I'll take you back.

You're late, Ruth. I had to order for you.

Thanks.



- Where have you been?

- Out. I got caught up.



- Who were you with?

- Does it matter?



- There you go, Ruth.

- Thank you.

It matters because it's common courtesy to apologise and explain.

Sorry.

Apology accepted. But I'm still waiting for the explanation.

Leave it, John, please.

It's all right, Mum. I'm going to university in two months' time.

And when I'm away from home, you won't have a clue who I'm with,

what I'm doing or what time I'm eating my meals.

I'm aware of that, but while you're living under our roof,

I expect you to show some consideration and respect.

I take it you were with Somers. That's why you're in this state.

Don't let's start this again.

You haven't got a clue what Harry's like.

You're not interested in finding out.

You've decided he's not good enough.

You don't care what I think,

and accusing him of the break

-in was the last straw.



- Ruth, your father just...

- I mean it, Mum. I've had enough.

LAURA SIGHS

- Leave her.

But she's very upset.

Please, Laura. Eat your meal.

MUSIC: 'Hurdy Gurdy Man' by Donovan

♪ Thrown like a star in my vast sleep

♪ I open my eyes to take a peep

♪ To find that I was by the sea

♪ Me gazing with tranquility

♪ It was then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

♪ Came singing songs of love

♪ Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

♪ Came singing songs of love

♪ "Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy hurdy gurdy, gurdy," he sang

♪ "Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy hurdy gurdy, gurdy," he sang

♪ "Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy hurdy gurdy, gurdy," he sang

♪ Histories of ages past uninviting shadows cast

♪ Down through all eternity the crying of humanity

♪ Tis then when the hurdy gurdy man comes singing songs of love

♪ Then when the hurdy gurdy man...

FAINT CLATTERING

Who's there?

RUTH SCREAMS

There weren't supposed to be anybody here.

Let's just get the chairs and go.

♪ "Hurdy gurdy hurdy gurdy, gurdy," he sang ♪

How is she?

She's had a blow to her head. I'll go in the ambulance with her, John.

Yeah, all right. I'll follow in the car.



- Do you know what happened?

- I think so.

We were having a meal at the Aidensfield Arms.

There was an argument, and Ruth stormed off upset.

I assumed that she'd gone to her room in the pub.

When I went to say goodnight, it was empty.

We wondered if she'd come back to the house,

so Laura and I came to look.

Where did you find her?

She was lying at the bottom of the stairs.

AMBULANCE SIREN

The kitchen window's been forced at the back.

She must have disturbed intruders.

Relax, Mr Greengrass.

Do try and look as natural as possible.

Sorry. Er...



- When can I have a look at it?

- Oh, no, I'm sorry.

I make it a rule never to show a portrait until it's finished.

I've got more vehicle parts for you, Miss Hamilton.



- Oh, wonderful.

- I'll sort that lot out. All right?

I shall leave this for now.

I usually only see that suit at funerals, Claude.

You want to hope it's not at yours.

Mr Greengrass, you can move now.

CLAUDE: Thank you very much.

You've got quite a collection out here.



- Mind if I have a closer look?

- Oh, please.

You're my first real viewer.

Apart from Mr Greengrass, of course.

Though something tells me he thinks it's all a load of old rubbish.

Well... When's this buyer friend of yours due, Miss Hamilton?

Tomorrow. It's going to be a bit of a race against time.

This one with the wheels, it's really spooky, this is.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, it is wonderful

to find someone who responds to what I'm trying to say.

CLAUDE: Spooky?!

Mr Upton's given us a list of the items taken in the second break

-in.



- What's that?

- It's a hostess trolley, Sarge.

It's Mrs Ventress's birthday present.

What's it doing here?

Well, it's too big to hide at home, Sarge.

Colin Gibbs got it for me.

I got it for nearly half the price of a new one.

Bit if a risk, in't it, Alf,

giving Mrs Ventress second

-hand goods?

No. She'll never know the difference.

Excuse me, Sarge. Look at this.



- It's all electrically operated.

- It's very nice.

Now can we concentrate on the job in hand?

So, what did the thieves get this time, Sarge?

A dining room table, some chairs, a few smaller pieces.

MIKE: Beats me why they didn't take everything they wanted

the first time?

Alf... Alf!

Take a look round the antique shops. See if you can turn up that stuff.



- More shops?

- 'Fraid so.

I saw the inside of enough shops yesterday to last me.

NICK: Morning, Jo.



- Sorry to interrupt.

- Excuse me, Jo.

Hello, Katie. Do I get a hug or what? Yes!



- I just wanted a quick word.

- Come through.

What's that?



- Oh, you like that, do you?

- Yes.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Why don't I warm the teapot and I'll show you how it works?

Come this way.

Yeah, but don't let him cook you anything, Katie.

He's the only person I know who can ruin a can of soup.

Right. Would you like to plug it in, please, Mike?

MIKE SIGHS



- Are you sure about this?

- Mm

-hmm.

SPARKS HISSING

Right, are you about ready?

Miss Hamilton!

We're just going to go and prepare that bit of ground for you.

Yes, not too much. The wilder the better, remember.

Come on.

Are you up to summat?

I was just thinking,

perhaps we could interest that buyer in a few extra exhibits.

Go on.

Of the home

-grown variety?

I thought so, you crafty ha'path.

Mind you, it doesn't look all that difficult!

These came second post. I saw the Canadian stamp.

Jo, we'll decide on this together. If you don't want to go, we won't.

Have you said anything to the lads yet?

No, of course not.

It's all a bit drastic, isn't it, Nick?

I know we talked about a fresh start.

But we don't have to go to the other side of the world.

It's just an option, that's all.

Along with a transfer to Bridlington?

If that's what you fancy.

SIGHS I'm just worried about Dad.

He's needed us so much more since Mum died.

We'll talk to him and we'll take our time.

And if it doesn't seem like the right thing?

Then we'll get a caravan in Bridlington.

Oh, thank you, Mrs Prendergast.

Hello, dear.

Ah, Mrs Coutts. Now what can I get you?

I've bought an antique sideboard.



- Well, good for you.

- Mm.

Is there something wrong with it?

Oh, no. No, it's exactly what I had in mind.

Well, what's the problem?

I found this in one of the drawers, under the lining paper.

The thing is, Sergeant Blaketon,

I think the sideboard may have been stolen.

Right, sir. Got it. And what time was that, sir?

SPARKS FLYING

Right, sir. We'll get on to it as soon as possible.

You forgot to unplug it, Mike!

What's going on?

Er... Well, we were testing it out for Katie.

What is that smell?



- I thought it was empty.

- Well, obviously not.

OSCAR: Come in, Mrs Coutts.

Phwoar! What's that terrible smell?

We've had a slight accident. What can we do for you?

Well, Mrs Coutts would like a word, Rowan.



- Come through, Mrs Coutts.

- Yeah, come through.

What are we going to do?

What are you going to do, you mean?

You plugged it in, Mike.

Yeah... but it was your suggestion.

Take a seat, Mrs Coutts.

Oscar.

It's about the break

-in at Uptons', Nick.

I found this... in a drawer in my new sideboard.

Well, it's antique, in fact, but I only got it yesterday.

Go on.

When I saw the bill was made out to Mr and Mrs Upton,

ooh, my heart turned over, cos I'd heard about the burglary.

What time was your sideboard delivered?

At lunchtime yesterday.

They were as prompt as their word.

You can't always trust delivery men to be on time, can you?

Can you describe them?

Er... both in their thirties, I'd say.

Dark haired, stocky build.

Had you seen either of these men before, Mrs Coutts?

I don't think so. No.

What sort of van were they driving?

I didn't really notice. I was too busy looking at the sideboard.



- And where did you buy it from?

- I didn't go to a shop.

I put an advertisement in the local newspaper under Articles Wanted.

They rang me up.

What are you doing here?

I've come to see Ruth.

Well, you can't. I don't want her upset.

I haven't come to upset her, Mr Upton.

Can't you see you're no good for her?

Isn't that for Ruth to decide?

If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't be lying here injured.

What?!

You were the reason we quarrelled,

why she rushed off and went back to the house.

No, Mr Upton.

You were the reason you quarrelled,

because you won't let Ruth make up her own mind.

Now she can't wait to get away from you.

You've got a nerve.

I'm not stupid, Mr Upton.

I know Ruth is going to make new friends at university.

She won't want to come back to see me all the time.

But you couldn't let us have a last summer together, could you?

He's right, you know. You've never given him a chance!

Oh, come on. We both know he's not suitable.

She's , John. She's not looking for a future husband.

There really is no reason why they can't be friends.

It won't last forever.

Harry knows that. You heard him say so.

You think I'm being unreasonable?

SHE SIGHS

I think your attitude makes her all the more determined to see him.

So, your advertisement was placed in last week's paper?

I was pleased when this man rang up to say they'd got a sideboard.

Well, my theory is, for what it's worth...

Yes?

Well, what's going on is by way of stealing to order.

I don't know the ins and outs of the other cases you've had,

but it sounds like they're targeting items

they already know somebody wants.

Yeah, it's possible.

They've been leaving far more valuable stuff behind.

There you are then.

They're only selecting things they know they've got a market for.

You mean that my advertisement for the sideboard

was the reason the Uptons got burgled?

No. It's not your fault, Mrs Coutts. Yours was a genuine advert.

Oh, it was my fault they went back again

and that poor girl got att*cked.

What makes you say that?

Well, they could see I was pleased with the sideboard.

So, they asked if there was anything else I wanted.

And what did you say?

I asked for a matching dining

-room table and chairs.

Sergeant Blaketon knows I've been left a little bit of money,

so I could afford it.

Oh! What will I do if they telephone?

Arrange a time for a delivery and contact us straight away.

PHONE RINGS We'll send officers round.

Excuse me. Ashfordly Police.

Speaking.

Er... just a minute, sir.

Well, thank you very much for your help.

If you wouldn't mind showing Mrs Coutts the way out, please?

We'll be in touch.

Sergeant Blaketon, I don't know what I'll do if they ring up.



- I don't think I could face them.

- NICK: Sorry about that, sir.

When will this be?

DOOR CLOSES

When?



- Good evening.

- Thank you.

Mr Greengrass, I was hoping I'd find you here.



- This is for you.

- Oh, yes?

It's your portrait.

It's my thank

-you for everything you've done.

I was waiting to have a butcher's at this.

Let's have a look.

I do hope you're pleased.

ALFRED BARKS

GINA GIGGLES



- Ecstatic (!)

- I can see the likeness, Claude.

It's really you.

Get me a Scotch. A big 'un.

It's not very colourful, is it?

No, I only work in black and white these days.

But you're right, Bernie.

I really feel I've captured the inner man.

I wondered why I haven't been feeling well.

Is that, erm...?

Alfred, yes! ALFRED WHINES

Yes, I think he's come out particularly well.

What's happened? Where's my trolley?

How did it go with the antique shops, Alf?

Where's my trolley?

Phil?

There's been a slight accident, Alf.

What do you mean?

Sorry.

We turned it on.

We didn't know there was anything in it, Alf.

Mrs Ventress's perfume!

PHIL: You can get her some more.

How?! The shop's shut now.

Her birthday's when, exactly?

Tomorrow!

NICK: It looks great, doesn't it? JO: Mm.

And no

-one will think of you as the new Mrs Rowan.

That's true. And you won't be stuck behind a desk filling in forms.

And we can concentrate on being a family,

maybe even extend the family.

All in good time. You've no idea how much better I feel,

now I now there's no rush to decide.

It's just I had a phone call today, completely out of the blue.

The Canadian Police are recruiting over here at the moment.

And?

And they want me to go to York for an interview tomorrow.

MUSIC ON RADIO: 'Silence Is Golden' by The Tremeloes

I hope they're not going to force you to make a decision today, Nick.

No, I shouldn't think so.

It's an opportunity for me to ask questions,

and them to have a look at me.

- I see.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ms Coutts! Come in, come in.

They've been in touch, Sergeant Rowan.

They've got the dining room table and chairs I wanted.



- What time are they due to deliver?

- This morning.

Well, that's all right, isn't it, Sergeant?

Yeah, leave it with me. You go home.



- And I'll send somebody round.

- All right.

So...

How is Mrs Ventress's birthday going then, Alf?

Badly.

Oh, dear.

I've had to promise her an even more expensive bottle of perfume.

And a brand

-new hostess trolley.

DOOR OPENING

You're looking very smart, Sarge.

Eh? Yeah, something's come up. I have to go to York.

I want you and Bradley to go straight to Martha Coutts'.

The stolen property is due to be delivered there this morning.

Do you know when you'll be back?

I'm... not sure. It could take most of the day.

You can get me on this number, Alf.



- If you need me urgently.

- Right, Sarge.

And don't mess this up, all right?

I want those men arrested and charged.

We'll do our best, Sarge.

He's acting very mysterious.



- Do you know where he's going, Alf?

- It's none of our business.

Come on, Phil.

Hang on!

How am I supposed to pay for the hostess trolley?

See you later, Alf.

PHONE RINGS

SHEEP BLEATING

I don't know whether to start of with it or stick it on at the end?

Depends on what you're making.

An artistic statement about rural decay.

What do you want it to look like?

One of hers, if it's what people are paying good money for.

Is this it?

Yours isn't gonna be a very big 'un, is it?

Oh, and I saw Sue and Rebecca in the village.



- They're going to come to see you.

- Good.

I thought Harry would have come.

I'm sure he will.

Well, look, I'm going to pop back to the house and get those books.

Maybe they can chase the boredom away.



- Will you stay here, John?

- I'll be all right, Mum.

No, I'll stay. I'd like to.

Well, I'll see you later, darling.

Bye.

I feel I owe you an apology, Ruth.

The argument at the pub, it was unnecessary.

I expect it was my fault too.

But I should have let your mother go after you,

then this may not have happened.

You couldn't have known there'd be anyone at the house.

No...

But it isn't just that.

I've always wanted the best for you, Ruth.

I know.

But I may have been overprotective.

You're old enough to make your own decisions now,

and that includes whether you see Harry or not.

Really?

I can't say I think he's right for you,

but if you like him, then I won't interfere.

I never thought I'd hear you say that.

I never thought I'd say it.

Did Mum put you up to this?

It was partly your mother.

But it was Harry too.

He did come to the hospital, but I wouldn't let him see you.

What did he say?

That I was trying to control your life,

and that you couldn't wait to get away.

No, Dad, that's not really true.

Not all the time, maybe, but...

I'm sorry, Ruth.

The last thing I wanted to do was drive you away.

Yeah, this fits the description of the one Mr Upton said was stolen.

I can't wait till you take it back where it belongs.

I'll just look at those scones.

Eh, I can think of worse places to sit it out.

Yeah, Well, Nick said they targeted the sideboard

because they'd seen the Articles Wanted page,

but the trophies an all that,

they're not exactly things they'd advertise for.

No, but it fits the pattern though, doesn't it?

Why would they load themselves up with stuff they can't shift?

Suppose somebody could be carrying a personal vendetta

against the Uptons.

It's very good, but I hope you realise you're doing it all wrong.



- What do you mean?

- Well, it looks like summat.

It's supposed to look like summat.

No, I mean, it looks a bit like a bird.

It's meant to be a bird.

Exactly! This stuff's not supposed to look like

what it's supposed to be, is it?

You want to stick a set of wheels on it, or summat.

Well, I'm making a pair of wings.

That'll make it look even more like a bird.

And it's going to have a handle.

And when you turn the handle, the wings are going to flap.

You really haven't got the hang of all this, have you, Bernie?

Mm. Very tasty, Mrs Coutts.

It's nice to have someone that appreciates them.

Here we go. A van's just pulled up.

Oh, I don't know if I can do this, Mr Bellamy.



- Don't worry. You'll be fine.

- Tell me again what to do.

MIKE: It's quite straightforward.

When they knock, open the door as if you've been expecting them.

I'll stay here. You go in the other room.

CHEERFUL KNOCKING ON DOOR

MOUTHS

We've brought your tables and chairs.



- You're to time, then.

- Oh, we don't hang around.

Where do you want your stuff?

The same place as you put the sideboard.

I'll have the matching set, then.

Oh! What's going on?

MIKE: I'm arresting you on suspicion of housebreaking.

Come here! Come here!

I'm arresting you on suspicion of housebreaking and as*ault. Move it!

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

You can tell us about it down the station.



- It's Gibbs you need to talk to.

- Gibbs?

Yeah, Colin Gibbs. He owns a furniture shop in Ashfordly.

Yeah, well, go on.

He gives all the orders. I ain't taking wrap for this.

Yeah, well, we'll be speaking to Mr Gibbs, don't you worry.

Now, move it!

MUSIC: 'Sleepwalk' by The Shadows

MOIRA: This is Adrian Chiltern.

I've been telling him how much I've appreciated you

letting me us your land for my sculptures.

Indeed, Mr Greengrass.

Not everyone understands the importance

of the contextual element.

Very good of you to say so.

The centrepiece, of course, Adrian,

is my sculpture exploring rural decay.

Oh, I thought I'd try my hand, Miss Hamilton.

I've, er... I've called it, Spanner In The Works.

Very exciting indeed.

The angle of the old plough is particularly poignant.

Well, that's what I'd hoped.

Well, what do you think?

What's that pong?

I've sprayed it up the back with a mixture of pig and cow manure.

I thought it'd give it a bit of a "contextual element".

Two down, one to go. Is the sarge back yet?

He's in his office.



- You're making a mistake.

- Come through.

What are you doing here?



- I didn't know he were a copper.

- This way, sir.

What's he doing here?

That's our number one suspect, Alf.

But he's the one that got me my trolley.

Well, I think Phil and I have done you a favour, Alf.

If we hadn't have blown up that trolley,

Mrs Ventress could have been found in possession of stolen goods.

Why would I break in to houses? I've got my own furniture business.

You thought you'd develop a sideline to boost your profits?

You're just guessing.

The men you hired to do the jobs have already given us statements.

What?!

You can't have paid them enough, can you?

They say you're the brains behind the whole operation.

They're lying.

One of them does a bit of decorating.

That's a good way of having a look round people's houses.

He tells you what he's spotted,

and you match those items to the Articles Wanted ads.

Yeah. Well, you'll not get me for the Uptons' break

-in.

We only did that cos of Harry Somers.

Are you accusing Harry Somers of being an accessory?

I can prove it an' all.

Here's a list in his writing

saying the things that he wanted taken care of.

And he let us know when they were on holiday.

This is all very exciting, Moira. Great fun, some of them.

I'll certainly take the major piece and possibly Mangled Remains.

This is your source materials, Moira?

Erm... something like that.

I suppose what it does do

is underline the huge, imaginative effort needed

for the transformation into art.

That hadn't struck me, but, erm... Yes, I suppose you're right.

One might almost be tempted to buy it for exactly that purpose,

if it wasn't for the appalling smell.

I can soon get rid of that, Mr Chiltern. I'll hose it down.

Oh, this is wonderful, Moira.

Not your usual style.

That's mine.

Really? Fascinating.

Just a little thing I knocked up.

No, no, no. Don't underrate yourself.

This is, er... interesting.

Let me show you.

METAL CREAKING

I should've invited the entire village

to bring their exhibits along (!)

Very Heath Robinson.

I'm sure I can find a market for that,

if we could have a word, Mr...?

- Scripps. Bernie Scripps.

Bernie Scripps. Who knows? It could be a name to conjure with.

What would you say to £ ?

I think I could see my way clear, Mr Chiltern.

There we go. It shouldn't be too difficult to transport.

Right, Moira, you and I had better have a little talk over lunch.

Fine.

"A name to conjure with." Easiest £ I've ever earned.

Don't you mean ten?

What do you want half for?

Rent. Come on.

SCULPTURE CRASHES

Harry.

Hello.

We've just arrested Colin Gibbs and two other men

for the Upton burglaries.

- Good.

He showed me a list, which he claims is in your handwriting,

telling him what to take.

- Did he?

Did you write this?

It won't take us long to prove.

I don't know what to say.

Well, tell me what happened.

I got chatting to Gibbs in The Crown one night.

It was just after Upton ordered me to keep clear of Ruth.

He's such a pompous snob!

Well, go on.

I'd had a few drinks.

I started telling Colin about what a prat Upton was.

How he thought he was so much better than anyone else,

with his precious oars and his rowing trophies and all.

Colin said he could lift them. Teach him a lesson.

And that's when you gave him the list?

I was an idiot.

I was just so angry that Upton could treat me like that.

They took more than was on the list.

I didn't realise they'd go that far. I just thought of it as a prank.

I'm arresting you for conspiracy to steal.

You are not obliged to say anything,

but what you do say may be given in evidence.

I've blown my chance with Ruth now, haven't I?



- What's going to happen to me?

- That's for the courts to decide.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Hello, Ruth. How are you feeling?

They say I can go home tomorrow.

Well, that's good news, then.

Things are looking up.

Even Dad's given up running my life for me.

You can imagine the effort that cost him.

Yeah.

I can't wait to tell Harry. Have you seen him?

She's left me with all the stuff she didn't use.

It's like a flaming scrap yard and it's on the bit I let to campers.

I thought you were keen on modern art.

BERNIE: Let's face it, Claude.

That art dealer knew talent when he saw it.

Did he? He'll soon realise his mistake.

Course, I could see Miss Hamilton had talent straight away.

I knew she were one to get in with.

That is about as big a load of rubbish as one of her sculptures.

It might start out as rubbish,

but it's how she puts it together that counts.

Oh, and you know all about it now, don't you?

No, not me. Mr Chiltern.

He was telling me that she's making quite a name for herself in London.

Her black

-and

-white portraits are all the latest thing.

Are you trying to get me at it?

The sketches are fetching very high prices, apparently.

That's what I'm talking about. Like that one she did of me.

That must be worth a few bob and I've been and slung it.

Is this what you're looking for, Claude?

You left it here, seeing as you weren't so keen on it at the time.

I suppose when you really look at it, it does have summat.



- Hang on.

- What?

You've got it the wrong way up.

GIGGLES

It still looks the same to me.

Hi, Nick.

I wasn't expecting to see you.



- How did it go?

- Yeah, fine.

I've been thinking about it all day.

Yeah, all very useful.

I've been thinking a lot more about Canada, Nick.

And?

I rang Dad actually to talk it through.



- Did you?

- He thinks it's a wonderful idea.

I know it's the right move for us, Jo.

I said even if you get the job, it's not immediately.

We're not to start packing.

The, er... The trouble is...

What? You mean it didn't go very well?

No. They offered me a job on the spot.

Oh, Nick. That's great!

Well, that is what you were hoping?

They want me to start in six weeks' time.

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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