06x17 - Charity Begins at Home

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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?

Alright, let's...

Gotta go, I hope you're ready to go
Take a look outside, don't mind the way

Let's take a ride, get away We'll
leave the city cold, they'll have to stay

Don't have to pack a thing,
just get away Gotta go, get away

Take a look at that deep blue
sea Don't you think it looks great?

By the clouds and the sea and
the sky And the sun won't wait

I believe that the time is
right Don't let it slip away

Instead of dreaming about tomorrow
All those, you can live with, stay.

Get away.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Get away.

Gotta go.

Nice one, Bill. Nice one.

Get away.

Sup, George?

You're in early, Claude.

Ah, well, I thought I'd
get in before the rush.

Hey, have you seen this
about this, er, escaped prisoner?

Sounds a bit dangerous.

It's getting southern honest people
can't sleep safe in their bed at night.

You'll be all right, then.

How's the, er, catering going?

All right. We don't make much.

Have you had to see a bit of
nice fresh fish to stick on the menu?

Trout and chips.

Not trout, George. COD and haddock.

I've got a new contact in Whitby,
and I'll tell you something, it'll be at

the right price.

Is it legitimate?

Get me a scotch while
you're thinking about it.

Two prisoners were picked up this
morning, but this one, Ronnie Savage, is

still on the run.

And his wife
Brenda's left the family

home in London, and
she's also disappeared.

Yeah, I know him, Sarge. He was working
out of London when I was in the Met,

banks and payroll jobs.

Well, maybe your paths will cross again,
Rowan, because we've been asked to

help in a surveillance operation
of all Savage's known relations.

The reason for this is that his sister
and her husband are the licensees of

the black bull in Hollingsby.

Oh, good pub. Good grub.
Is that so, Ventress?

Yes, Sarge.
Mrs Ventress and I go there on occasions.

So the Thompsons know
you, do they, Ventress?

Oh, yes, Sarge.

Well, in that case, Rowan, you'd best
take Bellamy and check over this pub.

Yeah? Great.
We're going in plainclothes, Sarge.

But what do you think, Bellamy? We're
trying to catch him, not warn him off.

And Ventress and I, at hold of Fortier.

Won't we, Ventress? Yes, Sarge.

Alf, get some new posts for me.

No, Rowan, the
results of the sergeant's

examination are not
through yet, so off you go.

Hello, Mae. Oh, here comes trouble.

It has been said.

There's tea in the pot.

By the way, I can only get you a
little loaf, but I brought you some eggs.

Oh, Tar. You are kind to me.

I think you'll start trying
to get me a good name.

Hey, Mae, I don't know if you fancy
it, but I can get you some fresh fish.

I've got a new contact in Whitby.

Well, I wouldn't want it
more than once a week.

I'll drop you some in, then.

When you've finished your tea,
you can pick me some blackberries.

Blackberries?

It wouldn't take you
more than a few minutes.

Oh, all right.

You don't want me to make a pie
out of them for you and all, do you?

Nay, I'll make the pie.
One for you and all.

You don't have to do that. I'll have two.

I know a little place not far from town.

Gotta go.

A kind of pretty place. Three up, two down.

Get away.

I think he felt it.

Decided to stay.

Well, I know.

It's gonna be because we got away.

Gotta go.

Yes, we got away good.

Get away.

Got away good.

Go, go, go.

We really got away good.

Gotta get away.

Gotta, gotta, we're gone.

Gotta go.

Gotta get away, get away, go, get away, go.

Gone, gone, gone.

This looks OK.

Gotta get away, get away.

Go, go, go.

Gone, gone, gone.

We really got away good.

Hello there.

Hello.

We're looking for somewhere
quiet to camp for a few days.

Oh, really?

I'm sorry, but actually
you're on private property.

Well, we'd willingly pay.

I mean, would two pounds be all right?

Yeah.

There we are.

Very kind of you.

Well, thanks very much
for your help, Mr... Yeah.

Well, anywhere you like.

Alfred!

Alfred!

Catonsfield Police.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Press button A.

The vicar just rang.

I've got a party of
coming in on Friday lunchtime.

?

Aye.

Well, what am I supposed
to cook for that many people?

Oh, we can do fish and chips.

Claude's dropping some round later.

We'll see what it's like.

Dodgy, probably known Claude.

Excuse me.

Can I help you, sir?

I'm looking for somewhere to stay.

Oh, er... How many nights?

I'm not sure yet.

Perhaps two or three.

No problem.

Now, what name is it?

Antonin Clarion.

Could you write it for me, please?

I'm also looking for the
Aidensfield Police House.

Oh, it's not far from here.

Can you show me?

Yeah, if you want.

Right, you wait there.

I'll go and get myself a drink.

Oh, it's all right for some.

Hello.

I'll have a half, please.

Oh, just a minute.

I'll get it.

See to your customer.

Hello, Blackball?

Sorry, half of?

No, er... Bitter.

No, he ain't here at the moment.

Yeah, yeah, I'll tell him.

Your boss is in a good mood today.

Isn't she just?

That's sixpence, then, please.

Thanks.

Of the day.

I sit and watch
the children play.

Smiling faces I can
see, but not for me.

I sit and watch as tears go dry.

My riches came by everything.

I want to hear the children sing.

All I hear is the sound of
rain falling on the ground.

Well, I sit and watch
as tears go dry.

I'm Toma.

I'm Linn.

It is you.

Oui.

- Everything all right?

- Hiya, hiya.

- Just had a phone call from Whitby.

He wants someone to
go over and fix the price.

- I'll go.

- I'll have a cup of tea
first, I've got a kettle on.

- All right.

- Don't worry, I'll get the cases.

- How are the roads?

- Oh, fabulous.

- Did you see Brenda?

- Yeah, she's with the Thompsons.

It sounds like she'll be
heading towards Whitby soon.

This is the only way in and
out, so we'll just sit tight, all right?

- Great.

- You fancy some chips?

- Yeah.

- It's years.

How did you find me?

- I had to come to London.

The first time since the w*r,
I took a taxi to your house.

- But I don't live there anymore.

- The ladies there gave me this address.

It was very simple.

- It's incredible.

After all this time, I
can't believe you're here.

♪ Roll up, roll up, roll
up on your mystery tour ♪

♪ Stuff went this way ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ I've got an invitation ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

- Oh, come on, I'm not gonna lose her.

- What about the chips, all right?

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Who's waiting to take you away ♪

- I thought I might find you in the garden.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't
realize you had a visitor.

- No, it's all right.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- I'm Maggie.

- I'm sorry, this is Antonin.

Monsieur Antonin Clarion.

- Enchanté, madame.

- Look, it's not important.

I'll call back later.

- Right.

Have a good afternoon.

- Thank you.

Bye.

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ The magical mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ I've got an invitation ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ To make a reservation ♪

♪ Roll up on the mystery tour ♪

♪ The magical mystery tour ♪

- Is this the Savage House?

- Yes.

- Would you like to come inside?

- Right.

♪ Coming to take you away ♪

♪ The magical mystery tour ♪

- She's in there somewhere.

♪ Dying to take you away ♪

♪ Dying to take you away ♪

♪ Take you today ♪

- I heard Anne Thompson in the
pub say something about fixing a price.

- You reckon she's
arranging his passage abroad?

- Question is, which boat?

- Right.

I shall be taking over the
operation in this area as of now.

My team have been
watching the pub overnight.

Brenda's still there with both Thompsons.

Looks odds on they intend
to ship Ronnie out via Whitby.

- Good idea, sir.

It's a quiet port.

- So we must assume
that Ronnie is en

route, perhaps even
already in the area.

We've tracked down all
known families, save one.

His sister Irene's gone missing.

We think he's probably
somewhere on the run with her.

- Will they go to the Black Bull?

Join the others?

- Too conspicuous, I'd say, Bellamy.

They'll be lying low somewhere.

- We need to check if Thompson
owns any other property,

holiday cottage, chalet, caravan.

- Well, I'll get Ventress onto it, sir.

- Now the main
surveillance operation will

be concentrated on
Brenda down at the pub.

You two will be joining the
backup operation in Whitby,

just in case Ronnie makes it
directly onto the docks, okay?

- Yes, sir.

- Any questions?

No?

Right then, let's get started.

- They're all right now, aren't they?

- Yes, miss.

- Off you go then, Jenny.

You can help me put out
the beanbags after break.

- Have you got a minute?

- Sure.

- Good, 'cause I'm
dying to know the gossip.

- What gossip?

- Who was Eileen's visitor?

- What visitor?

- The Frenchman.

He was at the house yesterday.

They were having tea
in the garden with cakes.

- Well, Nick didn't mention anything.

- Well, perhaps she didn't tell him.

He's very good looking, about
Eileen's age, and his name is Antonin.

- You're not pulling my leg, are you?

- No, she was quite
flustered when I turned up.

- Kate was the daughter I never had.

She died soon after Katie was born.

It was so unfair.

- Nick was lucky to have
you to look after the baby.

- My husband had died the previous
year, so it seemed the right thing to do.

- My wife was ill for many
years before she died.

- Do you miss her?

- We were good friends.

But after the w*r, I always thought of you.

- Come on, George.

I thought you'd emigrated.

I got the fish.

Same again, is it?

- I'll take a few more
if you can spare them.

- Yeah, I told you it'd
be all right, didn't I?

- Ah, they're very popular.

- Popular?

I can double my prices.

It's selling like hotcakes.

- Don't you mean fish cakes?

- You should be ashamed of yourself.

What do you want?

- Well, I'll take six COD and six haddock.

And can you do me COD for Friday?

- ?

- Aye, I've got a party in.

- I shall need the money in advance.

- I thought you might.

How much?

- Bob.

- Bob?

- It's still cheaper
than the fishmongers,

and you don't have to
go down to Ashfordly.

So you're saving petrol money and all.

Make it .

- Now, you can see everything
that comes and goes from here.

You'll be doing -hour shifts,
swapping with DC Mackay, okay?

- Okay.

- Seven while seven,
and you'll be doing nights.

- What, every night?

- Got something on, have we?

- Not anymore, sir.

- Right.

Well, as soon as you see
anything, phone me straight away.

Rowan?

- Yes, sir?

- You've been set on
by the harbour master,

you're to report to
the market supervisor.

His name's Penrice.

- And what am I supposed to be doing, sir?

- Labouring, lad.

You'll be carting fish around.

- Oi!

Where are you going?

- I'm a casual.

Here's my docket.

- What on set you on?

- Mr. Phillips.

- You never tell me anything.

Michael Brown.

Hi, Mr. Brown.

There's some gentlemen
unloading a couple

of trawlers over there,
go on, get started.

Go on.

Alec!

Here's another one for you.

- I'm going down to the village.

Do you want anything?

- Just get me a paper, will you?

- Anything else?

- No.

- Visitor.

Can I help you?

- I was about to ask you the same question.

- I'm sorry.

We met a man with a dog who
said it was all right to camp here.

We paid him two pounds.

- Was the dog called Alfred?

- Yes.

Is there a problem?

- You're on my land.

- Well then, who was the man?

- Greengrass, you old rogue.

Offer a bit more.

- We'd willingly
pay a bit more if you

could see your way
clear to letting us stay.

We place a very high value on our privacy.

- How long would you want to stay?

- Well, just a few days.

- Hmm.

You'll not be bothered again.

Enjoy your holiday.

- Mike!

Mike!

Wait a minute.

This gentleman's Van's
parked round the back.

Take a box of COD, a box of
haddock, stick 'em in the back, will you?

And here.

Here you go, there's five Bob for yourself.

Go on, off you go.

It's a good life.

- We met in London during the w*r.

Antonin was a free French pilot.

- You had an affair?

- No.

No, nothing like that.

We knew each other for a few weeks.

Tea shops, walks in the park.

But I was married and so was he.

- So what happened?

- I heard he'd been shot down.

I assumed he was dead,
but I never forgot him.

It was quite a shock when he
walked back into my life yesterday.

- How romantic.

- Isn't it?

I'm too old for that sort of thing now.

- No, you're not.

Is he still married?

- His wife died two years ago.

- Have you told Nick about him?

- No, I haven't had a chance to.

- So what next?

- Well, I'll invite him to supper
and then he can meet Nick and Jo.

I feel quite excited.

- I feel jealous.

- Look at that.

You don't get it, I imagine that's for me.

Look at this thing.

- Two fillets, please.

- They're cheaper than there as well.

- Don't you bother about that.

- To Bob.

- Keep this in there, thank you.

- What's all this, Greengrass?

- What's it look like?

I'm selling fish.

The COD's a Bob, the
haddock's one of throttles.

- Well, where'd you get it?

- From down at coal mine.

Where do you think I got it?

From Whitby.

And before you ask, it's
all legitimate and paid for,

so get your money out, surprise the wife.

- All right, I'll have a couple of haddock.

- Sorry, love, I'm working.

Hey, I can tell you a lot, there's
plenty more where this comes from.

And it's Blake's who wants
any, tell him to come and fetch it.

I shall enjoy telling him I'm sold out.

Watch yourself.

- Seen anything of interest?

- Yeah, that bloke, Penrice, he's
the one I saw talking to Brenda.

- Is he now?

Did you find anything out?

- Well, not about
really savage, but

Penrice's got a nice
little sideline going.

Tipped me five Bob to divert a few
crates of fish onto the back of the Van.

- So the drinks are on you, are they?

- Yeah, I bet he's supplying
half the chip shops around here.

- Hmm, Bill, did you get
the number of this Van?

- Yeah.

- Right, as soon as we get Ronnie
Savage safely back under lock and key,

we can hand Penrice
back over to Whitby CID.

In the meantime, your pal Ventress tells me

the Thompsons don't own any of the
property, but they do have a caravan.

- Where they keep it?

- Bridlington, I've got
someone checking it out.

I'm going to the Black Bull.

Bellamy?

- Sir?

- Don't go falling asleep now.

Mackay will be back at
seven o'clock to take over.

- Yes, sir.

- All right, I'll see you later, mate.

Cheers.

- Hello.

What's going on?

- I've been invited for supper.

Prepare yourself, Eileen has a
special friend she wants you to meet.

- Well then, mate, got you a
couple of pieces of that fish.

- I don't know how you've got the
brass neck to show your face here.

- What are you on about?

- How much did them caravanners
pay you for camping on my land?

- Not much.

- Two quid.

- You don't miss much, do you?

- I'd share it with you.

- Ah, all right.

Is that how they said it?

- Why?

You thinking of plugging
them some fish and all?

- Not a bad idea.

- If I were you, I'd steer clear of them.

They like the privacy.

If you ask me, I think
they're up to something.

- What do you mean?

- Ask no questions.

Particularly as we're both
a quid ahead of the game.

Talking of which.

- You're an odd woman, mate.

- So whereabouts is your vineyard?

- South of Lyon, by the phone.

I bought vines as they become available

and now we are beginning
to see the fruits of our labor.

I would like to show
them to you one day soon.

- What a good idea.

- I'm not sure I could.

- But it sounds wonderful, Eileen.

- Yes, it does.

- I have a large, empty house
now that my sons have left home.

Plenty of room.

- You could go on the school holidays.

I could look after Katie.

- I'll think about it.

I'll get the coffee.

- Why were you kicking me under the table?

- Eileen was embarrassed.

- She was loving it.

- I'm not so sure.

Anyway, you were acting
like the proverbial father-in-law.

- No, I wasn't.

- You needed to know about his
business, his house, his prospects.

- I wasn't that bad.

- It's great for Eileen.

You don't really think
I've upset her, do you?

- No, probably not.

- What's that smell?

Oh, it's you.

You reek of fish.

- When I left France, I
dare not hope to find you.

And when I came here, I was
not sure how you would feel.

But now, I think we're
still a little bit in love.

Yes?

- Antoine.

- Please.

I want you to come to France with me.

- I can't.

I couldn't leave Katie.

- Nick and Joe will look after her.

- I don't speak any French.

- It doesn't matter.

Anyway, you'd soon learn.

Eileen, I want you to marry me.

- You'll probably need about
twice as much again next time.

- Well, you know me, Greengrass.

As long as you've got the cash,
you can have all you can handle.

Mike!

Mike, take that and two other boxes

and put them on the back
of this man's truck, will you?

- Hey, I'm sorry.

I've just remembered something.

I've forgotten to remember.

I'll ring you when I get there.

I'll get there.

- What's up with him?

- I don't know.

Where's he won these?

- They?

At the usual place.

- Well, just get on with it, will you?

- He wants me to go to France.

- For a holiday?

That sounds great.

- No, to marry him.

- Eileen?

How exciting.

Have you told Nick and Joe?

- Not yet, but I'm sure Joe
will think it's a great idea.

- Why, has she said something?

- Nothing specific.

It's just that, well, last night, she
was so keen for me to visit him,

I expected her to start
packing my bags straight away.

I felt she saw an
opportunity to get rid of me.

- I'm sure you're imagining it.

Joe's not like that.

Anyway, that's not the real reason, is it?

- I'm not sure I could bear to leave Katie.

- Well, she'll miss you, Eileen.

Of course she will.

But kids are tough.

She'll survive.

- I've virtually been a mother to her.

- But you're not a real mother.

You have a life of your own.

Katie'll be okay.

- I'm sure she will.

- Do you love Antonin?

- I think I've always loved him.

- Now, according to the site manager,

the caravan was taken
off the site three days ago.

- And where did Thompson take it?

- Well, it wasn't him that took it.

It was a woman, closely fitting the
description of Ronnie's sister, Irene.

- So what next?

- Well, if they're hiding out in a
caravan, they could be anywhere.

We're best sitting tight and
waiting for him to surface in Whitby.

- Scotch.

- What happened to
our delivery this morning?

- I'm sorry, George.

I've had a bit of a Nick
up with my supplier.

- I need that fish for a private
lunch party tomorrow, Claude.

Some of them are counsellors, people
who could give me a lot of aggravation.

- Don't you think they'd
fancy rabbit pie instead?

- No, I don't.

- I'll give you a full refund
of your money, nearly.

- No, you won't.

Listen, if I get trouble from
them, you'll get trouble from me.

I might even have a quiet
word with the showman.

- All right, you'll get your fish.

And before you start, I've done no wrong.

- Two halves, please, George.

I never said you had.

- I just don't want you to
get the wrong idea, that's all.

I mean, Penrice was offering me
fish, but I told him I didn't want it.

And it wasn't just because I
saw you were onto him either.

- No, I'm sure it wasn't.

- Who's that chap you're talking to?

I've got a feeling I've seen
him somewhere before.

- You don't want to know, Claude.

- All right, well, don't forget, it's
Penrice you want to talk to, not me.

- Oh, we will.

Do yourself a favour.

Stay away from Whitby.

- Oh, thank you.

- He looks familiar.

- He's just a local.

He did me a favour on
the docks this morning.

- Did he recognise you?

- Yeah, yeah, he was
buying fish from Penrice.

- Are you sure he won't let on?

- No, he'll be fine.

Don't worry.

- Still up?

- Yes.

- Was everything all right?

- I need to talk.

I've got something to tell you.

Anton has asked me to marry him.

What do you think I should do?

- Well, that's not really a fair question.

- Why not?

- Because I can't give
you an unselfish answer.

- If I was to go away, what
would happen to Katie?

- I'd have to get a nanny, I suppose.

- How would you feel about that?

- Well, no one could replace you, I mean.

But if marrying Anton is right
for you, then you must do it.

- What about you and Joe?

- Well, I don't know.

But don't let that influence your decision.

♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night ♪

♪ In the dead of night ♪

♪ Take these broken
wings and learn to fly ♪

- Brendan, do you think
they've got everything?

- I think so.

- Check upstairs.

♪ You were only waiting
for this moment to arise ♪

♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night ♪

♪ Take these sunken eyes and learn to see ♪

♪ All your life ♪

- Oh, well, stay with them.

They'll lead you straight to Ronningham.

♪ Blackbird fly ♪

♪ Blackbird fly ♪

♪ Into the light of the dark black night ♪

♪ Blackbird fly ♪

♪ Blackbird fly ♪

♪ Into the light of the dark black night ♪

- Come on, come on.

- No, they're moving out now, sir.

No, we've got them inside.

No, no, no, not Whitby.

They're heading south.

- Wakey, wakey.

- Phil?

- Well, my lads followed Brenda
and Anne all the way to Hull.

They drove onto the Zeebrugge ferry.

- Do you think we've lost Ronnie, sir?

- Well, not yet, we haven't.

They checked the car deck
and all the foot passengers,

and Ronnie was not on that boat.

- And where's Bill Thompson, sir?

- I don't know.

The lads haven't seen him
at the pub since they got back.

- Well, their wild goose chase to Hull

would have given him the
opportunity to slip cover.

- Ashfordly police station.

- He could be with Ronnie.

- Hold on a minute.

It's Nick for you, Sarge.

- Excuse me, sir.

Yes, Rowan?

- Phil's gone missing, Sarge.

- What do you mean, missing?

- Well, he's not here in
the surveillance room.

There's no note, and his car's
still where he left it last night.

- Perhaps he got bored
and decided to find

somewhere more
comfortable for the night.

- My lads wouldn't do that, sir.

Something's happened to him.

I'd like a search of the docks.

- What, and jeopardize the whole operation?

- If one of my men is
missing, that takes priority.

- Well, I'm sorry to disagree with
you, but this is not your operation,

and I'm not prepared to
risk losing Ronnie Savage.

- Look, there's Rowan.

Drop me off here.

- Any news?

- No, Sarge.

- Poor Jennings thinks
that Bellamy's just taken off.

- No, something must have happened to him.

- That's what I think.

Now, Brenda and Anne caught the ferry

to Zabriga last night, and
Thompson gave us the slip

while Jennings' lads were following them.

- Well, he could've come here with Ronnie.

Maybe Phil saw him.

I can't understand why he didn't phone.

- Well, he probably couldn't
get through to Ashfordly.

By all accounts, Jennings was on the
phone to his superintendent all night.

- I'll check the trawlers.

If they are going today,
we haven't got long.

It's high tide at two o'clock.

- Well, I'm giving
Jennings till . ,

then I'm coming in
with all I can muster.

- I've made my decision, Antonin.

I can't come back with you.

- Eileen. - No.

Let me finish.

I cannot come with you at this time.

I have a responsibility to
Kate to look after her daughter

until a better arrangement can be made.

That is a very precious commitment to me.

- I understand.

It was too much to hope for.

- I want to come with you.

- So we can keep in touch.

- Oh, yes, I want that very much.

- And when Katie is a little older.

- Yes.

- You've no evidence to
suggest anything has happened.

The fact that one of
your lads has gone AWOL

is not sufficient for us to
blow the whole operation apart.

What's he doing here?

- Who? - Him.

- Greengrass.

- He's a mate of Penrhy's, isn't he?

Rowan told me he'd warned him off.

We need to pull him in.

- While you go, I'm watching
Mike Cole known to him.

- Excuse me, you've
got the right time, please.

- I've not done no tarnished.

- Come here, you.

- What?

What's the matter?

- Have 'em.

- Hey, you want to be
out catching criminals,

not roughing up somebody
who's nearly an old age pensioner.

- You just shut up and listen.

PC Rowan warned you
to stay away from the port.

- I know that, I go and see Penrhy's,

he owes me some money and
I needed it to buy some stuff.

- What stuff?

- Some fish.

- Doesn't make sense to me.

- Oh, it's Penrhy's,
he's been flogging

off a few crates
of fish on the side.

Listen, we'll deal with that later.

- What, do you mean to say you're
not really interested in the fish?

- Oh, we will be.

Just you tell me everything
you know about Penrhy's.

- About what?

- Like underworld connections,

like how he's trying to get a
wanted man out of the country.

- What are you talking about?

I hardly know him 'cause of the fish.

Where is this wanted bloke, then?

- If we knew that, we'd
have him, wouldn't we?

- He's either on one of the
boats or he's in that caravan.

- Caravan?

- That's right.

- Is there a reward for information
leading to the capture of this bloke?

- Why?

- We haven't got time to
mess around, Greengrass.

- I know, but there's a couple in a caravan

up near Aidensfield
and they look a bit dodgy.

- How long have they been there?

- Four days.

- What did the man look like?

- I don't really know 'cause
he kept his head down,

but the woman said they wanted privacy
and they honestly looked a bit umpty.

- And you know where this is?

- Yeah.

- Right, I want everybody up there now.

- You're not taking this
man's word, are you?

- This is just the lead
we've been waiting for.

- Look, we've got Bellamy unaccounted for,

Rowan undercover, and we
can't leave him unprotected.

- Listen, if this works out,
he won't need protection.

Just get on with it, Sergeant.

- Yeah.

- It's me, Bill.

- Where's Ari?

- He's gone down to village for some milk.

- Why, what's up?

- We're moving you.

Brenda went on the ferry last night.

You're going out at two this afternoon.

- Terrific.

Here, we've got time for a drink.

- Yeah.

- Right, it's down there.

Go down the track, through the
gate, and it's down behind the trees.

- Is this the only way out?

- No, it's a, what's it, a dead end.

- Okay.

♪ Two rivers down the back bone ♪

♪ I got the shakes down the knee bone ♪

♪ Yeah, the tremors in the thigh bone ♪

♪ Shaking all over ♪

- They're there, they're in the field.

- Fine, you two, skirt around the back.

You two go that way.

The rest of you follow me.

You stay there.

Keep down, keep down.

Come on.

Keep low, keep low.

Keep down.

♪ Two rivers down the back bone ♪

- Keep down.

♪ Yeah, the shakes in the knee bone ♪

♪ I got the tremors in the thigh bone ♪

♪ Shaking all over ♪

♪ Well, you made me
shake and the life you bring ♪

- Right, I'm going in.

- Nobody move!

- You're nicked!

- Oh, sorry.

- Peeping Tom!

- Well, aren't you going to arrest him?

- Well, he's a policeman, madam.

- We're hunting a dangerous criminal.

- Dangerous?

We're naturists.

Do we look like dangerous criminals?

- There'll be a full tide
in less than an hour, sir.

We'll miss them if we don't get going.

- Come on, come on.

- You ever know the last of this?

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Gonna sh**t you right down ♪

♪ Take you in my arms ♪

♪ I'm in love with you ♪

♪ Love that is true ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ I like the way you walk ♪

♪ I like the way you talk ♪

- Oi, oi, not that one.

This one here.

♪ And you talk that talk ♪

♪ You knock me out ♪

♪ Right off of my feet ♪

♪ Come on, shake, shake it, baby ♪

♪ Shake it, shake it, baby ♪

♪ Shake, shake it, baby ♪

♪ I told you, baby ♪

♪ Shake it, baby ♪

♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ Shake it, baby ♪

♪ All right, all right ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

- Captain, your passenger's
here, Mr. Penrice wants a word.

♪ The way you walk ♪

♪ The way you talk ♪

♪ When you walk that walk ♪

♪ And you talk that talk ♪

♪ You're knocking me out ♪

♪ Right off of my feet ♪

- Mayday, mayday, this
is a police emergency.

♪ Right now ♪

♪ I don't mean tomorrow ♪

♪ I mean right now ♪

♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on, shake it up, baby ♪

♪ Come on and shake, shake it, baby ♪

♪ Shake it up, baby ♪

- Come on, come on,
it's a police emergency!

♪ Come on now, baby ♪

♪ Come on and shake, shake it, baby ♪

♪ All right, all right ♪

♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ Shake it, baby ♪

♪ Come on, shake it, baby ♪

♪ Shake it, baby ♪

- Come on, get on the ground!

Get out!

- Get his arm.

- Any sign of Bellamy?

- No, not yet, Sarge.

- Hey, where is he?

- He's in the hold.

- Is he all right?

- You all right, Finn?

- No, no!

No!

- Well done, lads.

Good work.

It's a good job somebody
was on the ball, Inspector.

- What's all that about?

- I'll tell you later.

- What are you doing down here?

- You took your time.

Right, there we are, love.

- Thank you.

- Next, please.

- pieces of COD.

- How much?

- .

- That'll be three pound.

- Three quid?

- Two Bob each, three pound for the lot.

- Yeah, I know, but how
about a bit of discount?

I mean, it's a big order.

- I'll knock your shilling off.

- What, Bob off each bit?

- No, shilling off the three quid.

- Your generosity is overwhelming.

- I thought you'd given me up.

- I'll never go anywhere
without telling us, Phil.

- I tried to phone.

- Well, you shouldn't
have gone on your own.

- Yeah, well, I never
want to go near fish again.

- Oh, I don't know.

I had a very nice piece of
haddock for my tea yesterday.

- You didn't buy it from
Greengrass, did you?

- It was very good fish.

- Well, I just had Whitby on the phone.

He'll be pleased to know that Penrice

has made a full confession,
covering several years.

- And what about Greengrass?

- Well, he's insisting he
bought the fish in good faith,

like most of Penrice's customers.

- Well, lucky for him.

- Mm, and some others I could mention.

Now, while we're on the
subject of righteousness, Rowan,

I believe you might be in
possession of ill-gotten gains.

- Really?

- Mr. Penrice confessed
to giving you five shillings

for loading a crate of fish
onto the Van of a Mr. Redmond.

Now, the Widows and Orphans Fund
will accept donations from any source.

Thank you.

Oh, did you get your letter?

- Oh, sorry, I forgot.

- That's an official
communication, Ventress.

- I know, Sarge, but I had
some trouble with my Piccadilly.

Is it your sergeant's exam?

- Yeah, I reckon.

- Well?

- Well, it looks like the drink's wrong me.

- Hey!

Oh, congratulations, Rowan.

- Well, thank you, Sarge.

- Mind you, passing
the exam is one thing,

finding a position,
that's quite another.

- Yeah, well, I'm in no rush, Sarge.

Will you be joining us for a drink tonight?

- Well, if you're buying, certainly.

- Right, well, cheers, Sarge.

♪ Don't let the sun catch you crying ♪.

♪ Tonight's the time for all your tears ♪

♪ Your heart may be broken tonight ♪

♪ Tomorrow's the morning light ♪

- You forgive me for not coming with you?

- Of course, but don't leave
it too long before you visit.

Give my love to Katie and to Nick and Joe.

- I will.

- And tonight.

- You will write to me?

- Oh, yes.

♪ And with them go all your tears ♪

♪ For the morning will bring joy ♪

♪ For every girl and boy ♪

♪ So ♪

- Eileen!

♪ Don't let the sun catch you crying ♪

- We thought we'd walk you home.

♪ Don't let the sun
catch you crying, no, no ♪

- Hello, Katie.

- You will go and visit
him in France, won't you?

- Yes, I look forward to it.

For the moment, you're stuck with me, Nick.

- Come on, then.

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

♪ Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory ♪.