06x14 - The Best Laid Plans

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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?

I thought you were asleep.

No, I'm hiding.

Eh?

In case your eye leaks.

No sign yet.

Nick, what's she going to say?

She'll be fine. Don't worry.

I wish I'd traveled in electric
blue in a long night mine.

She's in love with you, with you.

Now what you gonna do?

Eh?

Strange bruise.

I'll take those for you.

Oh, I can manage.
You go and get on with your breakfast.

Oh.

Morning.

I'll just put these away.

You said you'd speak to her.

Didn't get the chance.

So how's your sister Colin? Is she better?

Yeah, she's a bit better thanks.

Oh good, she's back at school?

Just a minute.

There you are.

Thanks.

Here, money.

Money, money, money.

He's in there.

Watch.

Get the rest.

Where's the money?

I don't know.

That's the first thing.

There's no more.

Oh, I don't know.

Thank you very much.
And can I have some peroxide as well?

Two and nine.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Eileen, about this morning.

There's no need
to... No, there is.

It's your house.

Look, I should have warned you.

I'm sorry if I've upset you.

It was a surprise, that's all.

I told Jo it'd be okay.

Well, it is I suppose.

It's just that times have changed.

Oh, you'd better get that.

Have you seen the keys, Sarge?

Rowan, get over to Walkington
sub-post office pronto.

It's been raided.

Rendezvous with Ventress.

He's just on his way.

Have you seen the keys?

Well, he wore a mask and
was armed with a small knife.

The victim is a Miss Spicer.

She's a bit shook up by the sound of it.

Sarge.

Well, not more than ten quid.

Doesn't make him any
less of a villain, though.

Oh, and keep an eye out
for a dark blue or green car.

Right, Rowan's on his way.

Don't just stand there, Ventress.

Get on your bike.

Sarge, I can't find the keys.

Keys?

Why didn't you ask?

I'm sorry, sir.

Have you any idea how
old he might have been?

Well, not with that thing over his
head, but he sounded young, though.

Any particular accent?

Well, not local.

Well, he couldn't be local, could he?

Don't you fret.

He'll not risk coming back.

I'm not being much help, am I?

You're doing fine, Miss Spicer.

He did sound nervous, though.

And he were angry because
I didn't have more to give him.

I think that's why he snatched my locket.

Are you sure you're not hurt?

No.

I'll be all right.

Oh, there was one thing, though.

My paper lad, Colin, he saw the car.

I'll have a word.

This locket, can you describe it?

Well, it's a Victorian.

I just saw him jump into a
car and drive off that way.

Well, well done, lad.

Let us know if you remember how it helps.

You'd best get off now.

Well, he doesn't remember
the registration number,

but he's sure the car was a Hilburn Minx.

Which way did it go?

This way.

Chances are it'll be clear
through to the main road by now.

Yeah, I stopped off to do another one.

It didn't get much here.

We could start by asking
second-hand dealers

to keep an eye open
for this necklace.

What's it look like?

Well, it's a Victorian
nine-carat gold locket.

And you know the knife
she was threatened with?

Chunky handle with a small pointed blade.

A Stanley knife?

Looks like it.

It's good of you to come, Trevor.

I didn't really expect you to.

Why shouldn't I?

I haven't seen many people since I moved.

I was delighted to hear from you.

The lady who gave me carte
blanche with Mark and Court.

Well, this cottage is
hardly in the same league.

I'm sure we can make
it into something special.

I know you're going to try
to get me to redecorate it

from top to bottom, but I can't afford it.

It's only the bathroom I want
you to work your magic on.

Let's have a look first, see what's what.

I'm going to buy a little something
to remember the old boy by.

Must have been like losing
a member of your family.

You'd looked after him for that long.

You'd never believe he'd been a w*r hero.

A w*r hero? Arthur Logan?

Only fight he never did do with his missus.

Actually, Claude, he
won the Victoria Cross.

Yeah, I know.

He never even joined up, he was too old.

He fought in the First
World w*r at the Somme.

Carried an officer for a mile
and a half after they both got shot.

Hey, it'd be nice if you could
buy his medals at the auction.

Yeah, it'd be nice.

But those things go for a fortune.

Have you actually seen
these medals, have you?

No, he was going to show me
them, but then he got really ill.

And he still got them
like when he kicked it?

Probably had them hidden away.

He was always worried about getting wrong.

What are you looking at me for?

Have you had a haircut?

Yeah, I think I should
have gone to a barber's.

Why, you did it?

I did, but it's not easy.

Hiya.

Hi.

You look like you've had
a good walk this morning.

Yeah, yeah, nothing like it.

Makes you feel really alive.

A pint?

Whiskey, please.

Better make it a large one.

You stopping long?

Just a few more days.

Your Uncle George doesn't
want my room, does he?

No.

We're enjoying, haven't you?

Good.

Do you ever get a night off?

There's not much point, really.

There's nothing to do around here.

Well, we'll have to do
something about that.

Well, the description's not much
to go on, but the M.O. is the same.

Hence the nickname.

Thank you.

Lancashire Police reckon it's
Stanley, and he's getting greedier.

In the past year, he's gone from
one robbery every two months

to four in the past month.

Old post offices.

I hope he's not going to stick round.

If you were giving his
pass for me, probably will.

Especially since the Walkington
job was hardly a success.

Right, I'll get on to division.

Let them know we might
have Stanley on our patch.

Ashfordly Police.

Yes, Mr Metcalf.

No, hold on.

What make?

Herman Minx?

No, Mr Metcalf.

Don't shove it out of
the way with your tractor.

I'll get PC Rowan over straight away.

Is that Jim Metcalf?

Looks like he's found Stanley's car.

I think I'll try for these
photos of old Whitby.

Seen anything you like?

Not really.

There's no sign of his
w*r medals on the list.

I suppose we'll never find out
what happened to them there.

Are you sure he didn't
keep them in the bank?

Should I know her?

Er... Probably not.

Nick does.

She's just got out of jail.

It was all terribly tragic.

Maggie?

Susanna.

Hello.

Er... Do you know Jo Weston?

Susanna Temple Richards.

Nice to meet you.

Jo teaches at Aidensfield Primary.

And she's also very good
friends with Nick Rowan.

Oh.

He's such a nice man.

So he keeps telling me.

Would you excuse me?

Interesting.

It's got a bit of worm, this, you know.

I've got a feeling it's been messed about.

Really?

Yeah.

So, are you looking for
anything in particular?

Not really.

Trevor is.

He's redesigning my bathroom.

And anything else I left him loose on.

I've just moved, you see.

Where to?

Yew Tree Cottage.

It's on the edge of the village.

I think I've seen it.

It looks lovely.

Perhaps you and Nick
could go and have a look?

You and Nick would like to
come by for a drink sometime.

That would be nice.

Thank you.

Oh, well, Susanna would be so disappointed
she knew I'd come all this way.

You see, I've tried Markham Court,
but they didn't have a new address.

Well, I'm not sure I should.

You see, when the
trouble happened, there

were a lot of people,
you know, busybodies.

Yeah, I know.

Poor Susie.

Unfortunately, we lost
touch after d*ck died.

Well, I suppose I'll have to write
and tell her I was here, but, um,

I couldn't get any help
from the local post office.

Oh, well, that would be a pity.

Well, you'd only have to
redirect the letter anyway.

Well, I don't see that
it could do much harm.

Um, this is the
address that, uh, that

they've asked me
to forward a mail to.

And, well, since you're a friend
of hers, we go back a long way.

I'm looking forward to seeing her.

Any more, ladies and gentlemen?
It's a bargain still.

One pound six shillings, thank you, sir.

Do I have one pound seven?

One pound seven shillings, I am bid.

Any more?

It's going at one pound seven shillings.

Sold to Mr. Trethourne.

And now lots number
, ladies and gentlemen.

This Georgian desk.

It's known better days, but
restored will grace any home.

So he'll start me at ten pounds.

Ten pounds, I am bid.
Fifteen pounds, fifteen, thank you, sir.

Twenty? Twenty pounds?

I'm going to try for those sepia photos.

Set yourself a ceiling like
I'm going to do with this desk.

If I'm bid over thirty,
wrestle me to the ground.

Thirty pounds?

Twenty-nine.

I have a bid of twenty-nine pounds.

I have a bid of thirty pounds.

He said that was the limit, remember?

Do I have thirty-two pounds?

Thirty-one.

I have a bid of thirty-one pounds.

One more bid.

Thirty-three pounds, I am bid. Any more?

I have a bid to my right
for thirty-five pounds.

Are we all done at thirty-five pounds?

Sold to Mr. Greengrass
for thirty-five pounds.

Now the next item...

The only thing the Hillman owner
couldn't account for was his number.

He doesn't recognise it.

Ali, three-seven-six-four.

I had a girlfriend called Alison.

Everyone called her Ali.

Thank you, Bellamy. Very helpful.

Could be an exchange, Sarge.

Oh, you mean like
Whitehall, one-two-one-two?

Well, yeah, but I can't think of anywhere.

Right, Bellamy, get in touch with the GPO.

Take every telephone
exchange starting A-L-I.

Don't you reckon it could be Alastair?

Well, if you'd prefer
to ask directory

inquiries for every
Alison in the country,

don't let me stop you.

Hello, Suze.

Bristow.

Surprise!

You've changed your hair.

Yeah, and you've changed your dress, kid.

I had hell of a job finding you.

The old place was too big for one.

Still on your own, then?

Yes.

How come you're here?
I thought you'd had five more years.

Early release, Suze. I got early release.

Better glad you were at home, eh?
Shame two have missed each other.

I'm really pleased for you, Maureen.

Thanks for coming to tell me.

Where are you headed?

Oh, nowhere special. I'm all yours.

Well, are you going to ask me in?

Of course.

Sorry, it's the shock.
I never expected to see you again.

To sit in a chair like
this, I can't tell you.

It means a lot when you first come out.

Yeah, especially to you, eh, Suze?

Always used to having things cushy.

Lady Breakfast in bed,
they used to call you.

Oh, don't remind me. It was disgusting.

Yeah.
Leftovers tipped all over your pillow.

Not funny.

Still, I soon wiped a smile
off your stupid faces, didn't I?

You took care of me. I appreciated it.

Where did you say you were going?

I didn't. I've got a job lined up,
but it doesn't start till next week.

Oh.

Actually, I thought you might
put me up for a night or two.

Well... It's not
a problem, is it?

I'd... I'd like to help you, Maureen.

Oh, thanks, Suze. I knew you would.

She was found guilty of manslaughter.

What, she k*lled her husband?

Well, not exactly. He was found at
the bottle, and she laced his whiskey

with sleeping pills.

Why?

She didn't want him in her bed.

Awful.

He'd had a lot to drink the night
before, and then took a flask of the stuff

with him on the hunt.

Fell off his horse and broke his neck.

I hope I didn't do the wrong
thing, accepting her invitation.

No, no, she's served her time.

I feel sorry for her, really.

The county said it
doesn't want her anymore.

You old softy.

Let's go out.

No, let's not.

Why, what's wrong?

I don't feel like sneaking
out at the crack of dawn.

Well, you won't have to.

And I don't want to brazen it out
of a breakfast with Eileen, either.

Don't be caught on the hook this morning.
She'll be ready for you tomorrow.

Well, in that case, she's
going to be disappointed.

Come on, you can drive me home.

I reckon the only thing that keeps
half the customers alive in here is

watching you pull their planes.

Don't talk daft.

You know what you need?

Bright lights, sunshine,
somewhere you can have a bit of fun.

Like where?

Oh, what about Spain?

I could do with a holiday.

I don't mean a holiday.

You could work out there, in a bar.

In Spain?

I don't even speak the language.

Say it again?

Yeah, please.

All the holidaymakers are English.

I like bars where people
speak their own language.

It sounds brilliant.

Nice dream, anyway.

I could fix it for you.

Spain?

If you fancy.

Guys, back up.

Sorry, I thought you'd gone to sleep.

I'll get you one.

It's dead quiet, innit?

That's the way I like it.

I'd hate it.

Bright lights, good fun. That's me.

Well, this time next
week I'll be set up for life.

So you don't have
to worry about me

embarrassing you in
front of the county set.

I haven't kept up with the county set.

No.

No, of course you haven't.

At times like this you find
out who your mates are, innit?

I'm glad I tracked you down, Suze.

I'm very glad.

Morning.

It's getting cold.

We should have shouted.

I didn't like to.

Oh, no, don't worry.

We won't be giving you
any more nasty shocks.

Not fallen out, have you?

No.

Good.

Jo's quite a career girl, isn't she?

Yeah, I think so.

It's a difficult choice for a woman.

Work or children.

I suppose it is, yeah.

I think Katie gets something
out of me being with her full time.

I know I do.

You're the next best
thing to a real mum, I think.

I'll do that.

Oh, the least I could do.

Well, what do you think?

Very nice.

What is it, suit me?

Could have been made for you.

I'm being a pain, aren't I?

Landing on you like this.

Making you clothes.

I'm glad to be able to help.

Well, there is one more thing you could do.

What's that?

A bit of money.

Oh.

Just till I get paid.

You know, I mean, I'll pay you back.

I'm not sure how much I've got.

A few quid will do.

I'm sorry.

Perhaps we could go to the bank.

It's just the lens, Suze.

I never thought that rubber
gloves could be so sexy.

Stop it.

Me Uncle George might see us.

He's gone to the bank. I saw him leave.

Yeah, and I've got to
get ready for opening.

Well, don't let me interrupt you.

You can interrupt me a little bit.

Yeah?

Jed.

All that stuff about Spain.

Were you really serious?

I told you.

I'm going to open a bar there.

There's a job if you want it.

So it wasn't just a line then?

Is that what you think of me?

No.

I'm going out there soon.
I'm going to fix things up.

If you want to come out, I'll be waiting.

I was thinking, Suze,
maybe you could see

your way to lending
me a couple of hundred.

What?

Jimmy, stop!

You okay?

Yes.

You alright?

I didn't see him, Nick.
He came from nowhere.

You're going a bit quick.

Sorry.

Morning.

This is Moira.

I'm Suze's cousin.

Will you tell her to
watch her speed in future?

Yes, officer.

Sorry.

Sugar and grass?
Is something wrong with it? Desk?

It is not a desk, David.
It is a bureau. And no, there isn't.

I'm looking for something.

A letter?

No. You must know I'm looking for a medal.

You're looking for a medal in the desk?

That, David, is why I bought
the desk in the first place.

Well, you can't buy medals. You have
to win them for being brave and k*lling

people and that.

Don't tempt me. Go and put the kettle on.

Any news on that Ali telephone number?

No, not yet, Sarge.

No, we spoke to the GPO and they
definitely haven't got an exchange starting

with those letters.

I take it we haven't uncovered a
link to any of Bellamy's ex-girlfriends?

There was only one called
Ali, but she moved to Cornwall.

I'm not surprised.

Did CID get anywhere?

CID have one thing in common with
the good Lord Rowan. They both move in

mysterious ways.

They're not even convinced
it's Stanley we're looking for.

Something for you, Sarge.

What's that?

One gold locket.

Where did you get it?

Third East, down
Allenby Street. We paid

a bloke eight pounds
for it this morning.

Did you get a description?

Quite a good one,
considering that Ferdy

hardly ever looks
anyone straight in the eye.

Well, let's get over to
Walkington Ventures.

If Miss Spicer confirms that this is
hers, we'll be the first force to put a

face to this brigand.

, , , .

Shame we wouldn't give you any more.

I thought you were loaded.

Look, Maureen, I
know I owe you, but this

is more than you
need to tide you over.

Have you been at my desk?

Oh, just finding out
how the other half lives.

Nice handbag, this. Where did you get it?

Where's my passport?

Oh, I borrowed it.

What's this?

Might as well have it back.

Not much good to use it for.

What's this?

Might as well have it back.

Not much good to you now, is it?

You haven't been released, have you?

Why do you think I told that
cop where I were your cousin?

Did you really think
they'd let me out early?

So you're on the run?

Oh, ten out of ten.

And you're in it up to your neck.

I can't be. I've been misled.

Arbored an escaped prisoner?

Providing money and a false passport?

Lying to that nice policeman?

You'll be back inside in
five minutes if you shot me.

Control to Delta Alpha Two Zero.

Delta Alpha Two Zero, yes, Bellamy.

There's a female prisoner
on the loose, Sarge.

Went AWOL from Ascombe yesterday.

Well, is she considered dangerous?

Violent when cornered. Born in Bristol.

Early forties. Average height. Dark hair.

Doing fifteen years for k*lling
her husband with a broken bottle.

Right, put the details on my desk.
I'll be back shortly.

Well, she says it's definitely her, Sarge.

Well, that's it.

Do you realise you've got the first
confirmed description of Stanley?

I'll call CID. Get it circulated.

Oh, hello.

Is Nick there?

I need to speak to him rather urgently.

It's Susanna Temple Richards.

No, I'm sorry, he's not, but
he's due back any minute.

Can I give you... Who's Nick?

A friend.

Was that the copper's name?

I don't like being lied to, Sus.

What have you got to tell
him that's so flame-in-urgent?

He and his girlfriend are coming
over for drinks tomorrow night.

I just wanted to put him off.

Maureen, it's in my diary. Take a look.

And wherever it is,
you get rid of them fast.

You learn what you say.

I got it for a song.

I'm sorry, you can't come in.

Well, I can hardly
leave it on the doorstep.

It's not convenient.
I am about to have a bath.

Oh, right.
I suppose I could come back in the morning.

No, I shan't be here tomorrow.

I'll give you a ring, OK?

You do still want it, don't you?

Only I could get a very
decent price for this in my shop.

Oh, do what you like with it.

Only go away.

Will you be late tonight?

Well, actually, I thought
I'd stay over at Jo's.

Oh, I see.

She's helping me revise for my exams.

You don't mind me leaving
you with Katie, do you?

Of course not.

Nick, um... You and Jo
are... I presume it is serious?

Well, I think so. Do you approve?

Would it matter if I didn't?

Well, of course it would.

You do like her, don't you?

Yes.

And I know Kate would have liked her, too.

Oh!

Sorry, I nearly forgot.

Susanna Temple Richards rang earlier.

Any message?

No, she rang off rather abruptly,
but she did say it was urgent.

Right, I'll call her back.

I'm not... I'm not going to give you away.

I'm not going to say anything to
anybody about you ever being here.

I just want to be left alone.

PHONE RINGS You're not in.

My car's in the drive.

Well, it won't be soon.

PHONE RINGS You planned
this all along, didn't you?

So what if I did?

It won't fare, me being left to rot.

We both k*lled our husbands,
and what did you get?

months.

What did I get?

years.

Well, me and Jed are going
to buy this place abroad.

We've been planning it for ages.

Only he's no Saint, and I can't
let him go on his own, can I?

Hey, you don't want to be left to
that, you do yourself a mischief.

Are you offering?

Not with my back.

What exactly do you want?

It's a bit of business.

I only see people by appointment.

Hey, I've come to do you a favour.

What sort of a favour?

You know that bureau you were
bidding for at the auction, the one I got?

Well, when I got it home, it didn't
really match the rest of my furniture.

Really? I thought it would have
fitted perfectly in your house.

Yeah, anyway, if you're still interested,
I'm prepared to let you have it.

I'm really not that bothered.

Hey, I'm not looking for a profit.
I mean, I'm prepared to take what I pay

for it, guineas.

But I wasn't prepared to go to .

I know, but you went to .

I'll take it off your hands for .

? You've got more
chance than they did before.

OK, .

Guineas.

You've got a deal, Mr Greengrouse.

It'll have to be readied.

It's on the house.

Thanks. Have you said anything to George?

Not yet.

You're still up for it, aren't you?

Yeah, I am, but... You
don't trust me. Look.

Look, it's not that.

Here's the address, right?

And the phone number.

I'll make you very welcome.

You're very welcome.

So, er, what was all that about then?

Nothing.

Oh, come on, Gina.

You don't have that look on your face
when you've been talking to Claude.

But you promised not
to tell me, Uncle George.

Of course.

Did you get what you
were after at the sailing?

I got some old photos of Whitby.

Claude bought just about everything else.

What a waste of time
that was, and I blame you.

Me?

Why?

Well, all that rubbish
you were going

on about Arthur
Logan's Victoria Cross.

Is that why you were buying all that junk?

It's not funny at all, Maggie.

Are you sure he didn't tell
you where he hid his medals?

No.

They weren't in the desk.
I know a bit of bills.

And the drawers have got more
rubbish in than our front room.

What about the secret one?

What one?

Secret one? What secret one?

Come on.

Come on.

We can't go yet.

What do you mean?

We haven't enough money.

I was counting on
you to get more than

a miserable £
from your lady friend.

But we're booked on
a flight tomorrow night.

I need more cash.

You told me you'd be rolling.

I ran out of luck.
Yesterday's job was a dead loss.

What happened?

The till was empty.

Well, I don't care. We'll go anyway.

You must have enough for the deposit.

If I don't pay in full, we don't get
the bar. Do you understand that?

No livelihood, no cover.

But they'll wait for the rest.

Tell me something.
Why is it you insist on being so stupid?

They gave me a deadline.

So what do we do?

One more job.

Another post office?

Yep.

No one in the village.

Susanna?

Susanna?

She must have gone out. Her car's not here.

Hello?

Anyway, we were invited here tomorrow.

I wonder what's so urgent
it couldn't wait until then.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll try again in the morning.

I'll try again in the morning.

You sure about the pensions?

Yep, late on Thursday.

I'll go in, you keep a look out.

What about Suze?

What about her?

Well, we can't leave her.

You told me you had this under control.

Yeah, well there's a problem.

Village copper.

He's invited for drinks tonight.

You are joking.

It's in her diary.

Well, you're going to
have to get her to cancel.

Called away unexpectedly
with her, er, cousin.

He seemed a regular enough bloke.

You think he's done a flit?

Well, his bed wasn't slept in
last night and he'd taken his stuff.

You had no idea he was going?

If he didn't intend paying, he
was hardly likely to tell us, was he?

He was going to Spain.

Well, that's a bit out
of our area, I'm afraid.

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

It's me what's out of pocket here.

He's opening a bar out there.

And he offered me a job.

But last night I seen him with
some tart and they drove off together.

Oh, Gina.

I really believed him.

Look.

He even gave me the address.

The Oasis Bar, Calamillo, Alicante.

ALI .

That's the phone number.

What's his boat look like?

Well, he's Irish.

He's tall.

He's good looking.

And he was with a woman?

Yeah.

A right tart.

And she was older than him.

What sort of car were they in?

A Machonich.

I think it was an estate.

Well, I reckon you're
best off out of it, Gina.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah. Exactly what we agreed.

Nice and cool.

No tricks.

Hello, Eileen.

It's Susanna Temple Richards again.

Nick did try to get back to you.

Was it anything important?

I can't have them over for drinks tonight.

Tell Maggie my old troubles flared up.

I need specialist help.

So I've made an appointment
with my man in Harley Street.

I'll let her know what he says.

Thanks, Eileen.

Who's Maggie?

She's a girlfriend.

Yes.

She's a nurse.

Right then, David.

If he says we can have it back,
I'll gear she out so be ready.

We only dropped it off last night.

Don't let it worry you.

Just be prepared to get your skates on.

What?

Ah, Mr Trevor.

Not you again.

Look, I wanted to have a word
with you about that desk I sold you.

I really shouldn't have done.

It was a bit of a mistake.

I thought it clashed with your decor.

Yes.

No, but to tell you the
truth, I feel a bit guilty about it

because, let's face it,
it needs a lot doing to it.

And I honestly have a feeling
that I sort of shoved it onto you.

So if you're not
bothered, I'll take it back.

I'm rather looking forward
to restoring it myself.

Yeah, I'm sure.

But you see, the other
thing is it belonged to Arthur.

You know, Arthur Logan
and Emma Mere are old pals.

Well, I feel a bit, you
know, sentimental about it.

All right.

You can have it for .

I don't feel that sentimental.

You only paid .

percent?

Not an unreasonable markup.

I know, but you've only
had it for about five minutes.

Suit yourself.

All right.

I'll give you .

Guineas.

Hello, Nick.

I've got a lead on those
post office robberies.

I'll have to go into Ashfordly.

Oh, Nick, Susanna Temple Richards.

I'll call round later.

No, no, it's all right.

She phoned again and left a message.

Apparently she's got to go and
see a specialist in Harley Street.

Said drinks are cancelled tonight.

She asked me if I'd tell Maggie as well.

I didn't know Maggie was invited.

Nor did she.

I've just phoned her.

She didn't know Susanna was ill either.

It's more like it.

You know to out secret drawers.

Sorry, no.

Mind you, me mam used to
tell us stories about smugglers.

Now they had secret drawers
in that for hiding things.

Didn't tell you how to open them, did she?

Course not.

It were a secret.

Control room are putting an
all ports warning out for Stanley.

At least we know where he's heading, Sarge.

Aye, but if we miss him and he's
in Spain, we can't extradite him.

Sarge, we've got the paperwork
on that escaped prisoner.

Oh, thank you, Bellamy.

Who's this, Sarge?

Oh, it's Maureen Bristow.

She's just escaped from Ascombe.

I think I saw her in Aidensfield yesterday.

Look, can we just concentrate
on Stanley for the moment?

This is definitely her, Sarge.

She's got blonde hair now.

She was in a car with
Susanna Temple Richards.

That's an unlikely friendship.

Yeah, well Susanna was at Ascombe,
same as this Maureen Bristow.

And you think Mrs Temple Richards
is harbouring an escaped prisoner?

Well, maybe not willingly.

She's been trying to contact me urgently.

When I went round her, there was no reply.

When was this?

Yesterday.

She phoned again this morning, left
some obscure message with Eileen.

So now we have an escaped
prisoner and Stanley to contend with.

Well, they could be together.

Gina saw Stanley getting
into a car with an older woman.

Could have been Susanna's car.

Right, you get over to the house now.

I'll brief Bellamy and Ventress,
and they can follow us back up.

Right, Sarge.

Jed, why don't I take the cashes
and luggage in her vanity case?

Don't be silly.

Come on, let's get moving.

I wish you weren't doing this, weren't you?

Would you ever stop complaining?
Come on, we need the money.

Well, supposing she's found
before the plane takes off?

We've made sure that she won't be.

Now, shut up.

Should you be doing that?

Stop asking daft questions
and get me an hammer.

You can't smash it up, Mr Greengrass.

Look, if I find what
I'm looking for, it'll

be worth ten times
what I pay for this.

Hey, what's this?

It's a service book.

Look.

They're lying, old devil.

They're in the same mob as me.

The only way you win a VC and a
catering card is if you've got the enemy to

eat your cooking.

Hey.

White Fivers.

Who's our lucky lad?

No sign of the car.

Phil, you go round the back.

Alf?

Here they come again, mmm.

Catch us if you can, mmm.

Time to get a move on, mmm.

We were young with all of our might.

Catch us if you can.

Catch us if you can.

Catch us if you can.

Catch us if you can.

Susanna?

Now we gotta run, mmm.

No more time for fun, mmm.

Any sign?

No.

When we're getting angry, mmm.

We were young with all of our might.

Catch us if you can.

Catch us if you can.

Catch us if you can.

Control to Delta Alpha - .

Bellamy, Ventress.

Who's gonna tell Blaketon
that we missed them?

Control to Delta Alpha - .

Bellamy, Ventress.

Delta Alpha - receiving.

They've just raided
Aidensfield Post Office.

Speed heading towards Ashfordly Road.

Sarge?

Is it enough?

Easily.

Damn.

Speed up.

You're not going any faster.

I knew I shouldn't have done another one.

Just shut up and drive.

What are you slowing down for?

We've had it.

Look.

No, no, keep going.

Look, you can get past him on that bend.

No, I can't.

Jack!

Get after him, Nick!

Come on, on your feet.

On your feet.

Ventress!

Don't just stand there, get after Rowan.

Bellamy, put this one in my car.

Come on.

Get him.

Come on!

Right, now take it in, take it in.

You're in enough trouble as it is.

You're all right, miss.

Here you are, take it out of that.

It's a bit early for jokes, Claude.

You what?

White fivers.

They're not legal anymore.

They stopped being legal years ago.

You're joking.

I'm not.

Well, they must be worth
more than a fiver then,

because they're
probably a collector's item.

They might be, but I'm not a collector.

Oh, I'll take them round the bank then.

They'll not change them,
they're out of date, Claude.

Put it on the slate.

I think it's going to be one of those days.

It is, because you haven't got one.

Thanks.

She told me I was implicated.

She made me believe I'd be
back in prison for assisting her.

We wouldn't have come to that.

They were going to park the car at
the airport and leave me there to die.

While they went to Spain.

Maureen wasn't going to Spain?

She was.

They were planning to open a bar together.

Jed only booked one seat.

Hey!

What are you lit a fire out here for?

The house was locked.

I shouldn't have asked, should I?

There's something wrong, Mr Greengrass.

Something wrong with that?

They wouldn't change this
flamey money, would they?

They reckon it's out of date.

Now it's smashed up the
desk, I can't even sell that.

Here, have a present.

I've stuck these two
bits back together now.

Very good.

Put them on your fire.

What shall I do with all
the rubbish out at the desk?

I've got plenty of my own, burn it!

I don't suppose there's any consolation,

but I think that Jed was
serious about the job in Spain.

No, it's not.

Cheeky beggar.

Takes off without paying
and tries to steal my barmaid.

You're better off here, Gina.

At least we know who our local rogues are.

Yeah, and I can just about handle them.

I wouldn't believe what
Claude tried to pull this morning.

He only tried to pay me with a white fiver.

Says he's got of them.

Lucky devil.

Why?

They're worthless, aren't they?

I don't know what you want, but I'm
warning you, I'm not having a good day.

I'm doing you a favour, Claude.

Ah, and pigs might.

Those fivers you
found... What about them?

Would you know how to cash them in?

You can't cash them in, can you?

Because they're out of date.

The Bank of England will take them.

David! David!

Have you got that money I gave you?

You said it were rubbish and to burn it.

You've not burnt the money.

No, you did, Mr Greengrass.

Look, look.

It's there.