07x12 - Affairs Of The Heart

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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

♪ I'm getting married in the morning

♪ Ding

-dong, the bells are going to chime

♪ Pull out the stopper

♪ Let's have a whopper

♪ And get me to the church on time ♪

Cheers, mate. Thanks a lot.



- A present for you.

- That's very kind of you, Claude.

It's not much, but it's the thought.

Let's have a look, then.

Here we go.

Blimey, Claude, where did you get these?

Tomb of Tutankhamen by the look of it.

That's a very special brew carrot and rhubarb.

Thank you very much, Claude. Have you got any glasses, Gina?

Let's have a taste then.

Go steady with it. It's vintage stuff, is that.



- Well, this is a vintage occasion.

- Last night of freedom, Nick.

A small one for me, Nick. I promised Mrs Ventress I'd be careful.

Very wise, Alf. You know what a devil you are at stag nights.

The last one, he got so drunk he ended up in a cell!

Do you remember?

That was a long time ago.

This time I've got responsibilities.

I've got Mrs Ventress's cake to think about.

That's nothing. I've got a blooming speech to make!



- I'll have one.

- You don't want to do that.



- Why?

- It's a bit potent.

You've got some driving to do. Half a shandy and you're anybody's.

Buy us one of them.

Why don't I keep my big mouth shut?

Right, everybody. To the happy groom.

ALL: To the happy groom!

It's far too late.

Can't we do it in the morning?

No!

This is NOT a good idea.

Grandad!

No, you've got to trust me on that!

Sarge, it's really...

What is it?

I'm not much of a gardener myself,

but I understand you can turn that into a fountain.

Fountains out of molehills!

With the aid of a small electric pump.

DERISIVE LAUGHTER

The round tables along there.

The cake table there.

And the drinks table here. So we can keep an eye on things.

Well, I gather Nick's family's a bit... you know...

A bit what?

I don't want things getting out of hand, dear. That's all.

MAN: Excuse me, madam.

She's... doing her best.

And making sure I know just how much she disapproves.



- Come on.

- Well, isn't she?

I'm sorry, Dad. Pre

-wedding nerves. I know she means well.

I wouldn't have chosen to do it this way.

I know.

If your mother was alive, we'd have had it at home in York.

I like it being in Aidensfield, Dad.

I love the hotel. It's all beautiful.

Honestly.

Come and have a drink, then.

Eels?!

Yeah. Jellied eels.

Eugh!



- Straight up from London.

- Oh, no.

No. It's very kind of you, Mr Rowan, but I really don't think so.

Well, I brought them up special.

They wouldn't go with the rest of my menu, you see?

I'm sorry. I'm afraid you'll have to take them away.

Look, lady. Nick is my grandson.

Come on, Grandad.

He's my grandson and a good East End boy, same as what I am.

And he'll be expecting them.

As far as I'm concerned, it ain't a proper wedding without them.

Grandad! Sorry!

I told him not to bring them, but he would insist.

Snooty old cow.

Disgusting.

BELL RINGS

Time, gentlemen, please! Second time I've asked you.

I'd better be off. See you tomorrow.

Don't be late.

Remember, you're driving the Bentley, so wear a collar and tie.

With a bit of luck, I might remember to put a pair of trousers on!

Claude...about your wine...

I was wondering...

Place an order.

He wants to place an order.

I'd like Mrs Ventress to try some.

Ventress, I'm taking you home.

Hey! Hold on, Sarge.

I'm just trying to carry out a bit of business.

This is Nick's. Go on.

Time! Please!

Everybody out! You heard what the lady said!

Ventress, in my car. You too, Bellamy.

You're not driving in that state.

And Nick, I'd go home if I were you and get some sleep.

You won't get any tomorrow night!

Ladies and gents! Have I got a bargain for you in these buckets!

You're not driving anywhere tonight, either of you.



- Right, Bellamy. In the back seat.

- Yeah, but, Sarge...

You can pick your car up in the morning.

I have got things to do. I have got to do a speech.

Inside. Now.

Ventress, where are you? Join him in the back seat.

Brian...

Brian, it's this way. This way!

MAN: Where's the nightclub?

MANL You brought them to the wrong place!

If it'll help you, I'll take them

and give them to somebody for pig food.

These eels ain't for pigs, they're for human beings!

Not up here they're not. We wouldn't touch them with a barge pole.

Well, I want a good price for them. Pigs or no pigs.

You've more chance of knitting fog!

Come on, Grandad!

Have you heard about your year's...

about your medical, sir?

I'd give the small talk a miss if I was you, Ventress.

I think I'm going to die.

You dare!

Can we have a window open, please, Sarge?

DRUNKEN SINGING

SHOUTING AND LAUGHING

♪ You'll look sweet, upon the seat

♪ Of a bicycle made for two ♪

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come in.

All right?

Mm.

Got everything you want?

Yes, Dad.

Goodnight, Dad.

Goodnight.

How am I going to manage?



- How am I going to do my speech?

- Get up, for goodness' sake.

I haven't even prepared it yet.

Come on. Look, I've got a lot to do.

Right. Now, you and Nick get here ten minutes before the service.

You sit there and Nick sits there. OK?

Nick there... and me here?

Yes.

Now, you wait there for Jo to arrive,

and then Nick moves there next to her.

The vicar gets cracking and that's all there is to it.

But what about the ring?

We've been through this already.

You've got it in your pocket, like I said.

Only you pretend to lose it.

How do I know when to hand it over?

Because the vicar will tell you.

Oh, try and pay attention, Phil.

I've got a bad head as well, you know?

I'm not cut out for this sort of responsibility.

Come here!

Ray, I've got summat to tell you.

What?

I've got a new job.

Have you, love? Well done. What is it?

Wait a minute.

It's in Newcastle.

It's not five minutes from your office.

There's nothing to keep us apart now.

I'm moving up to join you. Oh, Ray...

I'm so happy.

How are you this morning?

Bacon sarnie, Nick? Yes, please, Mum.

Hello, Grandad.

Mr and Mrs N Rowan.

Oh, that's lovely, that is.

I was worried about you.

I thought you were going to be sad and lonely for rest of your life.

Just because I found Jo, it doesn't mean I've forgotten the past.

Of course not!

She's right there in little Katie. Always will be.

And in me, Mum.

I don't feel it's disloyal to love someone else.

Of course it isn't!

You're doing absolutely the right thing.

And I'm thrilled to bits.

Oi. What do you think you're doing?

Taking this out to Nick's car.

Oh, no, you're not.

You're going to sit in this chair and stay out of the way.

You can laugh.

You should have seen her ladyship's face

when he gave her his jellied eels.

Who?

One of her lot. He called her a snooty cow.

Sounds like her Auntie Alison. The Duchess.

Grandad, have you pinched my razor?!

No! I ain't!

My razor's gone and my shirt.

I'll be up in a minute!

Your wedding's not till two o'clock.

Why don't you go out for a bit while I get them ready?

Then you can have the place to yourself.



- I'll go and fill the car up.

- Ruby!

All right!

Oh, Nick. Don't come back for at least an hour.

This way. Everything's ready and laid out in Jo's room.

Hello! Hello, Katie! I'm so pleased to see you!



- How are you?

- Nervous.



- Better for seeing a friendly face.

- Like that, is it?

She's like Mum, but she's not Mum, if you know what I mean.

Have you seen Nick today?

I wouldn't tell you if I had.

Total news blackout till you meet at the altar!

MUSIC: 'In The Country' by Cliff Richard

♪ When the world in which you're living

♪ Gets a bit too much to bear

♪ And you need someone to lean on

♪ When you look there's no

-one there

♪ You're gonna find me

♪ Out in the country

♪ You're gonna find me

♪ Way out in the country

♪ Where the air is good and the day is fine

♪ And a pretty girl has her hand in mine

♪ And the silver stream is a poor man's wine... ♪

There's no need to worry. It's all above board.

I only want a little table.

It's a little surprise I've been asked to lay on for the family.

I tell you what, you'd better put it round the back of the marquee.

There'll be a few quid in it for you.

This way, Mr Ventress.

♪ It won't be a stylish... marriage

♪ He can't afford...a carriage

PHONE RINGS

Ashfordly Police.

Morning, sir.

What? Now, sir?

But I'm just coming to the end of my shift, then it's Rowan's we...

I understand, sir.

Half an hour then, sir.

SIGHS

Now what?



- Oh, it's wonderful.

- Yes.

Mrs Ventress is very good with her hands.

The only thing I'm not sure about is the colour.

I mean, is this navy the same as this?

What do you think, Maggie?

Funny things, weddings.

They certainly can be.

This one's going to be wonderful.

Mr Weston's done them proud, hasn't he?

He certainly has.

Ready, Maggie.

There's been an accident.

Excuse me, sir.

Ah, Sergeant Blaketon.

Good of you to come.

I thought it only fair to see you straight away...

in the circumstances.

Sit down.

Thank you, sir.

Send in Sergeant Blaketon's personal file, Ann, please.

Just try and tell me what happened.

I can't.



- Was it definitely on this road?

- Yes.

Are you sure we haven't gone past it?

It's here.

Where?

It's down there.

I don't like doing things like this over the telephone.

That's why I asked you to come in.

Well, if it's about the monthly crime reports...

No, it's not. No. No.

Look, there's no point beating about the bush, is there, Blaketon?

No, sir.

Particularly with someone who's been with us for...

well, now, let me see...



- Twenty

-five years.

- Twenty

-five years.

Yes. Yes, indeed. That's a long time.

So, I'll... I'll come straight to the point.

What exactly are we talking about, sir?

Is it my extension of service?

Yes... it's about your medical.

Not good news, I'm afraid.

It looks like we're going to have to let you go.

Let me go?

Not allow the extra year... because...

in a nutshell... your health's not up to it.

My health's perfect.

That's not what it says here.

What does it say there? There's nowt wrong with me.

Bit of a dicky ticker.

A dicky ticker?

Oh, my God. What have I done?

MAN: Over here!

It's my leg.

It's OK. We'll get help as quickly as we can.



- I'm sorry, Ray... I'm sorry.

- Keep her away from me!



- I didn't mean it!

- I won't ask what all this is about.

The important thing is to get help.

Ray, please! I can't bear it.

Will you go and wait in my car, please.

It was all over years ago, Gwen! You were too thick to see it!

It's all right. It's all right, sir.

I'll try and make you a bit more comfortable, OK?

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Hey!

Hey!

MUSIC: 'Don't Throw Your Love Away' by Searchers

♪ Don't throw your love away

♪ No, no, no, no

♪ Don't throw your love away

♪ For you might need it

♪ Some day

♪ Don't throw your dreams away

♪ No, no, no, no... ♪

Argh!

Will your wife have phoned for help?



- She's not my wife.

- Whoever. Will she get an ambulance?

You must be joking! She just tried to k*ll me!

Why do you think I'm here with a busted leg?

She drove the car straight at me!

I have to try and flag someone down.



- No, don't leave me.

- I'll have to.

She might come back.

You need a doctor and I need to get back home.

Please. I'm getting married in less than two hours' time.

'I thought it only fair to see you straightaway,

given the circumstances.'

'Not allow the extra year...'

Here you are, Brian.

Gloria. Maureen.

Oh, I'll do yours, Grandad. You'll only hurt yourself.

Morning.

Hello! Here comes the good old best man.

Maureen, give him his carnation.

And that last one there's for Nick.



- Where is he?

- She sent him off out of it.

Told him to go for a spin, clear his head.

Without you lot bawling and screaming at him.

Ain't he back yet, Bri?



- Don't know. I ain't seen him.

- Right. Are we all ready?

Come on, everybody.

We're off down the pub. Get out of your way, darling.

Here, Glor, you'll never walk in them shoes.

See you at the altar, Phil.

Oh, and I want that boy of mine looking a million dollars.

When Nick asked me to be his best man,

I said, "Not if I have to make a speech!"

NOT if I have to make a...

When Nick asked me to be his best man, I said,

"Not if I have to make a speech!"

Ladies and gentlemen...

This time tomorrow you'll be there.

Wherever "there" is.

Your secret destination. I hope I packed the right things.

"Summer clothes and a swimming costume," he said.

That could mean anywhere, couldn't it?!



- You don't know, do you?

- I might.

Is it Cornwall?

My lips are sealed.

Do you mind all this, do you, Maggie?

What?

The wedding. I hope it doesn't rub salt on your wound.

Why ever should it?

I don't know. Your ex turning up and all that.

I'm not going to let him spoil my day.

I'm determined to enjoy myself.

Good. So am I.

SPLUTTERS

Mr Rowan, what's up?

Ladies and gentlemen...

When Nick asked me to be...

Is that as far as you've got? The first line?

Shut up.



- This is the worst day of my life.

- Where's the car?

I wish I knew.

What?

He's taken it for a drive.

But it's a quarter to one.

Oh, heck!

What do you mean, "He's taken it for a drive"?

Well, that's what Mrs Rowan said.

Where is she?



- At the pub.

- You'd best give her a ring

and find out what's going on.

He should be getting into his glad rags.

You're right, you're right, you're right, you're right!

EXCITED CHATTERING

There we go. Hold on.

There we go, Rube.



- Wow!

- How do I look?



- Is it all right?

- I'll say!

Barman, glass of bubbly for the lady, please.

No sense in waiting for an ambulance. I'll take him in myself.

I can do a detour first, drop you in Aidensfield,

and then go to the hospital.



- If you're sure.

- I know what would have happened

if I'd been late on my wedding day. Missus never would've forgiven me.

Ten to one. I should do it easily.



- Alf.

- Well?



- No answer.

- So what do we do now?

I don't know.

Oh, dear.

Phil, it's supposed to be your job to get him to the church on time.

I know, I know!

Can't believe it.

I'm the best man, and I've lost the flipping groom!

Once we've done this,

we'll get you into the back of the van

and Mr Thompson is going to run you to the hospital.

I've got a board in the back of the fan.

We can use it as a stretcher.

Argh!

What is it?

Terrible pain... here.



- In your side?

- Yeah.

It won't be long now.



- I don't like the look of this.

- I'll back the van up.

We'll have to bring him straight to hospital.

We haven't got time to drop me first.

LINE RINGS

It's no good, Alf. No

-one's answering.



- Where's Rowan?

- They don't know.

I was nearly mown down by his car on the top Whitby road.

On the top Whitb... Which way was he going?



- Towards Ashfordly.

- Right.

He weren't driving. It was a woman.



- A woman?

- What woman?



- I don't know what woman.

- So where was Nick?

That's what I'm trying to find out.

A woman was driving Nick's car, heading towards Ashfordly.



- Right.

- And Nick wasn't in it?



- No.

- What's going on, Sarge?

I don't know, but we've got to find out, smartish.

You stay here in case he turns up. Ventress.

This is turning into a nightmare.

There we are.

Oh, that's lovely.

Thank you.

KNOCK AT DOOR Who is it?

Dad.

Come in.

Do I look all right?

We're there. Won't be long now.



- She could have k*lled us.

- I'll report it straight away.

What?!

I'm a policeman, Mr Coombs. Stay with him, I'll get a doctor.

I don't want it reported!

I'm in casualty.

No, I'm all right.

Just come and get me, Phil. Quick as you can.

You're not phoning the police, are you?

Mr Rowan... Mr Rowan?

Can I speak to Mrs Eileen Reynolds, please?

Eileen? It's me. Listen.

Can you tell Jo to get to the church minutes late.

Yeah, I'll explain later.

I'll see you there. Bye.

Excuse me.

What is all this, Mr Coombs? You've got to report it.



- I can't.

- It's GBH at the very least.

I can't report it, or my wife will find out.

I told Gwen I'd marry her, you see.

I just wanted to make her happy.

She's not very happy now, is she?

No. That's because she went and spoilt it all.

Got herself a job in Newcastle... wanted to fix a day and everything.

So you had to come clean? Yeah. She went mad.

Drove the car straight at us.

If the wife finds out, I'm done for.

Would you leave us?

I don't want anyone told!

I want to make a report.

It's a stolen vehicle. Registration number LTR .

TYRES SKID

He's in Ashfordly Hospital.

I'm going to pick him up. OK, Sarge?

Morning, ladies.

Leave them, for goodness sake.

And why you had to bring Alfred when I told you not to...

No way I was going to leave him for all that time on his own.



- He stinks.

- He does not stink!

He smells better than you and me. If you must know, it's the eels.



- Well, leave them.

- All right.

This is the last time I ask for your help, Claude.

Definitely the last time.

Promises, promises.



- Excuse me, madam.

- Go away!

I'm looking for Nick Rowan and you're in his car.

Go away!

Hello again. Hello.

We met last night, remember?

Yeah. I just found out who you are. Jo's mum's sister.

And now Jo's a Rowan, we're one big happy family.

Westons and Rowans.

I suppose so.

Here, Rube, that's the old cow had a go about me and my eels.

Shh! Grandad!

She won't tell me what she's doing in your car.



- How is he?

- He's going to be fine.

Nick. You've got ten minutes.

He's in hospital. He's got a broken leg and a ruptured spleen.

I must go to him.



- You can't.

- I must.



- His wife's with him.

- Nick.

His wife?

He just phoned her, she should be there by now.

Nick, will you please listen?

There's nothing you can do.

He doesn't want to press charges, so don't push it.

Excuse me a minute.

Alf can deal with this.

You've got ten minutes to get to Aidensfield,

wash, change and get to church.

If you don't leave now, you're going to miss your wedding. Go!

Will you be all right, then?

If Ray doesn't report it, is that the end of it?

There will still have to be a police enquiry.

So I might still have to go to court?

Look, I shouldn't worry about it if I were you.

This man's been lying to you for ten whole years, hasn't he?

So if I were you, I'd go inside, make yourself a nice cup of tea

and thank your lucky stars you're shot of him.



- Will you do that, then?

- Yeah.

Right.

Put this on. Yes, I've got it. Leave the comb.

That's it. Put your hand in.

I've got it in the jacket.

Get my tie.

You've got my tie.

You have got the tie!

Come on, Dad. Stop worrying.

I don't understand why Nick asked us to be late, that's all.

It's going to be all right.

You'd better start trusting him. He's about to be your son

-in

-law.

You look...

Radiant? Isn't that what a bride's supposed to be?

And you are.



- If only your mother could see you.

- I know.

She would have loved today.



- I hope so.

- She'd have come round, you know.

Dad, you don't have to say these things.

I know what Mum was like.

She was ill those last few weeks.

If she'd got to know Nick properly...

Yes.

Good luck, darling.

A long and... happy life together.

I feel a right idiot, Eileen. Talk about mutton dressed as lamb.

Don't be silly. You look lovely.

Matron of honour, indeed!

Are you all right, Maggie?



- Only you seem a bit...

- What?

I don't know. Not quite your usual self.

Is something bothering you?

No.

Well, sort of...

It's not really the time or the place.

My husband's come to live in Ashfordly.

Maggie.

He's got a job at the hospital, would you believe?

He did very kindly come and ask me if I minded.

Do you?

Yes.

Here comes Daddy!

Listen, I've only told you and Jo, so don't say anything.

Excuse me, ladies. Come on, Nick.



- Where have you been?!

- Oh, Nick.

Look at you! You look like a princess!

I'll see you in a minute. I'll see you in a minute.

Shake hands and look directly into the camera.

Great. Thank you.

SEDATE ORGAN MUSIC

WOMAN: Oi! I told you before!

SONG: 'Here Comes The Bride'

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God

and in the face of this congregation,

to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony,

which is an honourable estate, instituted...

DOOR SLAMS

...instituted of God Himself, signifying the mystical union

that is betwixt Christ and His Church, which holy estate...



- To have and to hold.

- To have and to hold.



- From this day forward.

- From this day forward.



- For better, for worse.

- For better, for worse.



- For richer, for poorer.

- For richer, for poorer.



- In sickness and in health.

- In sickness and in health.

To love and to cherish.

To love and to cherish.



- Till death us do part.

- Till death us do part.



- I, Joanna, take thee, Nicholas.

- I, Joanna, take thee, Nicholas.



- To my wedded husband.

- To my wedded husband.



- To have and to hold.

- To have and to hold.



- From this day forward.

- From this day forward.



- To love and to cherish.

- To love and to cherish.

...and by joining of hands.

I pronounce that they be man and wife together.

In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.

SONG: 'Wedding March' by Mendelssohn

CHURCH BELLS RING

Bride and groom, please.

Best man and bridesmaids.

Welcome to the family, darling!

I had to go to Whitby this morning, Alf,

to see the Superintendent.

Did you, Sarge? What was all that about?

Oh, nothing much.

Just a general chat.

One thing he did say, we're about to get a new constable.

A new constable?



- In Ashfordly?

- Apparently.

Could you move to one side, please, sir? I want to get a family group.

CHEERING

Love letters, Mrs Coombs.

Your precious Ray's love letters.

Have a good read.

And you can have this back and all.

I wouldn't marry you now, not if you went down on your knee!



- Madam, please! Come on!

- I hope you rot in hell, Ray!

Well done! Marvellous!



- Cheers to you both!

- Cheers!



- Well, here's to us.

- Here's to us. And may we have...



- A long life and happiness?

- Fun!



- Love!

- Adventures!



- And lots of babies!

- I haven't decided on that yet!

Oscar!

Excuse me!

Ooh! Oscar!

Darling, how are you?

Thank you very much.

Ruby, it's nice to see you.

What I can't understand is what a gorgeous girl like you...



- Get off, Brian!

- ...is doing in a place like this.

Getting away from horrible men like you.

That looks disgusting.

Mr Weston, a shilling a portion. Salt and vinegar free.



- There you are.

- Thank you very much, sir.

PHIL: Ladies and...

Ladies and gentlemen... when...

Go away.

Guess what I've just heard.

We're getting a new constable at Ashfordly.

Yeah?

And not just while Nick's away.

From what Blaketon said, it's permanent.

Permanent? We don't need anybody permanent, do we.

That's what I said.

We're all right as we are.



- Young man, speeches!

- Right.

BANGS TABLE

Ladies and gentlemen, would you be kind enough to resume your seats?

We're about to have the pleasure

of hearing a brilliant speech from the best man.

APPLAUSE

Ladies and gentlemen...

When Nick first asked me to be his best man,

I said,



- I said...

- Oh, get on with it!

"Not if I have to make a speech!"

Tell them a funny story.



- We can't usually shut him up.

- That wine pickled his brain!

Look! Look, all I really want to say is...

I've known Nick ever since he first came to Yorkshire.

And he's been the best village constable we could have had.

And the best mate I ever had.

We've been through some times together.

Good, bad and indifferent.

Sometimes a bit sad.

But then Jo arrived in the village

and I knew everything was going to be all right.

I don't have to tell any of you what a great lass she is.

Her and Nick hit it off at once.

Almost!

We could see they were made for each other.

And being a schoolmarm, she'll keep Nick in order.



- And being a sergeant...

- Almost!

...he'll keep her on the straight and narrow.

So... what could be better?

Well, it gives me great pleasure... to propose a toast to...

Bridesmaids.

To the lovely, lovely bridesmaids.

If you'd all raise your glasses... ARGUING

To the bridesmaids.

ALL: The bridesmaids!

What's going on? I haven't even done the telegrams yet.

ARGUING

Hang on, hang on! That is my money.



- You've got to be joking.

- And them was my eels.

Yeah, they was, but you didn't want them, so you gave them to me.

To get rid of, not to sell to my own family!

You never said owt about that.

I don't care. That's my money and I want it.

Well, you're not getting it.

What on...? Ugh, how dare you?!

I distinctly told you not to bring these eels.



- It was him!

- Get back in the Moss Bros window.

Right, OK. Come on, outside.

What are you talking about? We are outside!

Grandad! Stop showing us up.

If you don't stop this, I'll ring the police.

I am the police. You two, leave now and don't come back.

You're barred. Out. Now.

CHEERING

Something special.

Oh, Dad!



- It was Mum's.

- She wanted you to have it.

That's lovely, that is.

Look after her for me.

I'll try.

Bye, Mum.

Nick, you don't want to be late all over again.

Late for what? Come on, Phil. You can tell me now.

No!

Thanks, mate.

CHEERING

I think, Graham, dear, you've probably had enough.

♪ Put on your dancing shoes

♪ Put on your dancing shoes

♪ And dance away your blues... ♪

♪ All the takers of my old fried fish

♪ You can have a little, if you wish

♪ You can have it on a plate or dish

♪ Or on a little bit of pie... ♪

Ah, Mr Weston, thank you very much.

May I join you?

You haven't been barred and all, have you?

I'm not allowed to drink at my own daughter's wedding.

That old cow again, is it?

I'm afraid so.

Don't worry about it, Mr Weston.

Get your chatting gear round that.

Your very good health.

POLICE BELL



- Manchester Airport?

- Yeah!

I can't go abroad. I haven't got a passport.

I've put you on mine.

Will you please tell me where we're going?!

Spain.

This car has been reported as a stolen vehicle.

Can I see your driving licence?

Spain?!



- Torremolinos.

- Oh, Nick!

I'm sorry, in all the confusion, I forgot to tell HQ I'd found it.

That is wonderful!

He's a ruddy copper!

I do love you.

BELLS RING

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

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