05x15 - Blood Sports

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

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Well, I'm free to do
what I want any old time.

'Cause I'm free to do
what I want any old time.

You've got to love me.

I won't hold me back.

Love me.

Please love me.

Morning.

'Cause I'm free.

Is it?

Still?

This your Van, sir?

It most certainly is, Constable.

You do realize this is private land?

I do.

And in answer to your next question, yes,

I have obtained permission
from Mr. Kettleton to park here.

And I pay through the
nose for the privilege.

Is there some other way
in which I can help you?

No, I don't think so.

Well, in that case, if you'll excuse me,

my son and I have an
appointment at your local school.

Right, sir.

I don't want to go to school today, Papa.

Everybody has to go to school, Simon.

I've got a headache, though.

Tell you what, how
about we go fishing first,

and we'll call round to the school later?

OK.

Come on, then.

You got one of those in there for me, Alf?

Oh, it's built in radar.

He's got for tea being
poured anywhere in Yorkshire.

The usual, is it?

Shake and not stirred.

Now then, Bellamy, all set, are we?

Rearing to go, Sarge.

That's what I like to hear.

Sarge, Eileen wants to know what
time she's supposed to be ready.

o'clock.

We wouldn't want to be late for
the kickoff, seeing as I'm taking it.

Kickoff?

Blaketon's big day.

He's been made president of the rugby club,

so he gets to enter a
team in the summer sevens.

Guess who he's been daft
enough to choose as his captain?

No, not that I have any
intentions of turning out, mind you.

Thanks.

Only raving maniacs play in the sevens.

Heart attack territory.

I thought you were playing.

A lot can happen in hours, Nick.

I've known people put their
shoulders out just rolling over in bed.

Usually happens the
night of the summer sevens.

Funny that, isn't it?

You all right now?

Something different from
what you're used to, eh?

Yeah.

Yeah, there's nowhere quite
like this part of the world, Simon.

How much longer are we staying, Papa?

I don't know.

Haven't made any plans yet.

Thought you were having a nice time.

I am.

Wish Mum was with us, though.

Your mother never
could stand fishing, Simon.

You know, she used
to say that the fish

looked at you, sort of
accusingly, you know?

Will you be staying in
Aidensfield long, Mr. Carter?

Well, it's hard to say at the moment, Mrs.
Watkins,

but if you could take him for just
a few weeks, I'd be very grateful.

I'm sure that we can.

Thank you.

Perhaps we could squeeze
him into your class, Miss Weston.

Fine.

It's Simon, is it?

Oops.

Hey, watch it, you lot.

You can join in if you want.

I never had you down as
a rugby union buff, Claude.

It's not for pleasure, is it?

It's business.

What sort of business?

Mine.

I never knew you knew
out about rugby, Claude.

You would be amazed, Joseph,
just how much I know about you.

No note about me, no note about me.

What's that mean?

I'm not sure.

It sounded all right when I started.

Wish you were OK.

Quite right you should ask, Constable.

Given the lawless times
in which we live, eh?

So?

Looking for my friend, Mr. Carter.

Don't suppose you'd know
where he got to, would you?

Well, he did say
something about going

to the school, but
that was this morning.

Oh, I see.

Your name, sir?

Loxton Clive.

From London?

Which makes three of us, right?

Well, if I see Mr. Carter, I'll
tell him you were looking for him.

Most kind of you.

My head hurts.

Still?

And my legs.

It's all that running
about you've been doing.

Are you not feeling well?

No, I just had a bit of a cold.

Oh.

What about some crisps then, eh?

All right.

Magic word.

Please.

OK.

Is he all right?

I'm afraid he's been sick.

Oh, never mind.

It'll clean up.

Oh.

It's OK.

I've got him.

Shall we get a doctor?

No, I don't think so.

Just a bit of cough sickness, that's all.

He's been a bit off color all day.

I'll get a cloth.

Maggie?

Can you have a look
at this kid in the garden?

He's really sick.

Sure.

Well, that was a quick getaway.

It's strange the way
they took off like that.

If a child's been car
sick, the last thing

you do is stick them
back in and drive off.

These people local?

Just visiting, I think.

He told Gina they were staying in
a caravan just outside the village.

Oh, yeah. I met them.

I had a word with them this morning.

They're staying up at Kettleton's Field.

Oh.

Well, I might just drop in if
I'm passing that way tomorrow.

You missed out, you know, Maggie.

You should have been a copper.

You're even nosier than I am.

Cheers.

Cheers.

You feeling any better?

Not much.

Oh, dear.

Gotcha.

Take these broken wings
and learn to fly all your life.

You were only waiting
for this moment to arise.

Blackbirds singing in the dead of night.

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.

I'm Maggie Bolton, the district
nurse here in Aidensfield.

Oh, yes?

I heard your little boy
wasn't very well yesterday.

Oh, it's just a spot of car sickness.

No cause for alarm, nurse.

Well, I'm happy to take
a look at him if you like.

Yes, all right.

Something wrong with your leg, Bellamy?

It's my hamstring, Sarge.

Tightened up on me in the night.

I think it's all that extra
practice I've been doing.

This means you won't be free for the match.

Sarge, you only knew
how disappointed I was.

Well, this means you
won't need the afternoon off.

Well, I did think I might go down
and give the lads a bit of a shout like.

I'm sure you did, Bellamy.

From the comfort and
safety of the bar, no doubt.

But I think you'll be more
gainfully employed back here.

Back here, Sarge?

Cleaning out that spare cell that you've

been turning into your
own private rubbish dump.

Now feel free to make a start on it
any time within the next five minutes.

Well, I'll tell you what, Phil, you
certainly put one over him that time.

Oh, that's not nice,
Nick, to mock the afflicted.

Get knotted, will you?

Hey, Phil, don't forget the limb.

Ha-ha.

So how are you feeling?

Got a sore head.

Why don't you just snuggle down?

Come on.

That's right.

Yeah.

How does that feel?

OK.

His temperature's a bit high.

He's had the sniffles
for the last few days now.

That could be it.

Have any of his friends
back home had colds?

Possibly.

And you're from London?

Yeah.

On holiday?

That's right.

I think it'd be a good idea if one
of our local GPS had a look at him.

I'm sure that's not necessary.

You can't be too careful
with children, Mr. Carter.

No, of course you can't, nurse.

But then again, let's not overreact, eh?

I'd hardly call it that.

Look, the boy's a bit of a hypochondriac.

By this time tomorrow, I'm sure he'll
be bouncing around again as usual.

So it's a bit soon to call
in the heavy mob, I think.

I still feel a doctor should see him.

And I don't want
him getting this out

of proportion and
spoiling his holiday.

If he doesn't pick up in the
next few days, I'll get back to you.

Like a shot.

Mr.
Carter, my telephone number, just in case.

Thank you.

Now then, Bellamy, what are you doing here?

You won't believe what's happened, Sarge.

Surprise me.

Well, it's me leg.

Loosened up overnight, look.

Oh, aye?

Well, in that case, you
best get yourself stripped off.

Thanks, Sarge.

And clean up that cell tomorrow.

Right, Sarge.

Young Phil, one of your stars, then?

Oh, Bellamy's all
right, if he doesn't have

to do anything clever,
like kick the ball.

The lad you should keep your
eye on is young Fairbrother.

He can run like a stag
and sidestep in midair.

And kick like Barry John.

Barry John?

He's not a Yorkshireman.

Keep on running, keep
on running, keep on hiding.

One fine day, I'm gonna be
the one to make you understand.

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man.

My, he's a good lad, that Fairbrother.

I'll tell you.

Mind you, you probably won't believe it,

but when I wore him me pump, I used
to back heel him over from that far out.

Quite right, Claude.

Don't believe it.

When suggested we call
the doctor into the pool, lad,

you couldn't get rid of me quick enough.

- Thanks, Gina. - Thanks.

He wasn't exactly
welcoming when I was there.

Then when I was going, I
noticed the tyres on his car.

All four, flat as pancakes.

Keep on running, keep on hiding.

One fine day, I'm gonna be
the one to make you understand.

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be your man.

Keep on running, running from my arms.

One fine day, I'm gonna...
What did I tell you, Ayn?

Let him go.

Yay!

For my son.

Can I pick him?

Hey.

Excuse me.

What are you doing in here, Greengrass?

Oh, I've always been partial to a
bit of rugby, you know, Mr. Blaketon.

And I'll tell you something else, I'm
very impressed with the set up here.

I'm thinking of applying for membership.

Hey, you're the president.

You might be able to put my name forward.

If I thought there was even a
chance, I'd Blackpool you myself.

You're going the right way to get
struck off my Christmas card list.

Well, you have got a problem, sir.

Yeah, the tire valves have been removed.

Any idea who might have been responsible?

No.

I thought I heard something last night.

Probably some kids mursing about.

Your friend find you?

My friend, Constable.

Clive Loxton, he was here
looking for you yesterday.

I don't know any Clive Loxton.

Look, um, you couldn't help me, could you?

I'd find a local mechanic
to fix these tires for me.

He had asked at the village garage.

I'd be very grateful.

Papa!

Excuse me, would you?

All right.

See you later, sir.

Get that bath on.

Thank you.

Very impressive young man.

Try very much.

I like the old swerve.

The way I used to do it, you know.

Oh, you used to do a bit, did you?

Oh, well, the Lancashire League
clubs were after me at one time.

Warrington, Whidney, St. Helens, a lot.

Really?

Yeah.

If you, uh... if you ever think of
going over to the professionals,

I mean, you'll have to go over
the hill, like, to get the real money.

But I've, uh... I've put
me address on there.

All right.

Put it away.

Just get in touch.

I might be able to make
one or two arrangements.

All right.

All right, man.

Good luck.

That's it.

Brave soldier, eh?

Now then, what do Greengrass want?

Your autograph?

He'll laugh when I tell you.

Will I?

Quick, good.

That's it.

Oh, missed it.

There we go.

Keep going.

That's it.

Next one up.

I think, actually, we're
going to have to stop.

Well done, everyone.

Off you go and get changed.

Hello.

Oh, hello.

You're in charge, eh?

I wouldn't put it as strongly as that.

There's a caravan park
just outside the village,

and some kids were heard
hanging around there last night.

Oh, yeah?

Well, someone's car tires were let down.

Just wondered if any of you
lot know anything about it.

Well, if they do, they certainly
haven't let anything slip today.

What if you hear anything?

You're new at the school, are you?

Newish.

I'm Nick Rowan.

I'm what passes as the long
arm of the law around here.

Jo Weston.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Here we are, kiddies.

Well done.

Well played.

Have you playing for Yorkshire yet?

Enough of the talking.

Get the beers in.

Come on.

Hey, lights a bit of mine.

Stick them on Bellamy's bill.

Hey!

How many times you
want to tell him, Gringrass?

What?

This club is for members only.

Look, I'm bound to come in.

Do you want to see me programmed?

That just entitled you to
admittance to the ground.

Now, leave!

You're not going the right way
to get new members, you know.

His name's Carter.

He's parked up at Cutleton's
Field just down by the river.

Oh, they are here.

Well, I've got a couple
of rush jobs on today.

We've got a minute, mate.

Right.

Well, I haven't seen the kid
yet, but he must be with him.

So how soon can you get here?

All right.

Don't worry.

They're not going anywhere.

Bye.

Hello again.

Oh, hello.

Did you find Mr. Carter?

I did, actually, yeah.

Funny.

Why?

Well, he didn't seem to
have heard of a Clive Loxton.

Ah, well, that's because
we only met them once.

At a party.

And between you and me, we were
both seeing pink elephants at that time.

But I was tipped off he was in the
area, so I thought I'd surprise him.

And did you?

I think I did a bit, yeah.

Morning.

Really.

So how'd the sevens go?

Well, that was brilliant, I think.

Oh, that's more than you
are now from the look of it.

The last time I saw eyes like
that, they're in a sheep's head.

Good night, then.

I can't remember a lot
about it, to be honest.

Except for one thing.

What?

What Ken Fairbrother
told me about Greengrass'

latest racket.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell
me what I've done wrong?

Any chance of a lift?

My car's out of commission.

You're still sick, then?

It's worse.

Somebody help me now.

Now, the surgery won't be open.

Oh.

The district knows.

She'll be out on a call at the minute.

Oh, no.

We could try the hospital.

Right.

Somebody help me now.

Help me now.

Can I help you?

Yes.

You can arrest the pigs
that kidnapped my child.

I want that man arrested now.

I need a few details first.

You are?

My name is Michelle Blanchard.

And where do you fit
into all this, Mr. Loxton?

I work for Miss Blanchard.

As what, exactly?

I run my own private inquiry agency.

And that allows you to let
people's tires down, does it?

Who, me, Constable?

Right, now, what's all this about?

It was a year ago, about.

My husband and I were divorced.

Your husband being Mr. Carter, right?

That's right.

I was granted custody of our only child.

My husband, he was granted access.

Generous access.

But not enough for him.

Day and night, he followed us.

So in the end, I took Simon
to my parents' home in France.

Even there, he came after us.

One afternoon, it
was a few weeks ago,

now I come home
from the shops and they

tell me that his father's
called to take Simon out.

I have not seen my baby since.

So has she been sleeping?

She hasn't very much.

Probably a milk tea coming through.

Anyway, sound in wind and
limb, aren't you, sweetheart?

Next, she hears from a friend he's
turned up in London with the kid.

Well, did you inform the police?

Of course.

But by the time they get there, he's
already gone, taking Simon with him.

Your London police were
not what you call enthusiastic.

That's why we were brought in.

And where we found you found him, did you?

Wasn't that difficult?

The point is that they are
here right now in your village.

So if you'd like to
come with us, Constable,

just to make the
whole thing official.

I'd prefer to handle this on my own.

Thank you, Mr. Loxton.

I want to be there when you arrest him.

I have a right to be there.

Yeah, OK, Mrs.... Miss Blanchard.

I'll have to ask you to calm down a bit.

I understand the child's not been well.

Not well?

You tell me my baby is sick.

I want to go to him, Loxton, now.

You're the boss.

Nick, I've got the land driver with me.

Shall I come, too?

Yeah.

North, east, and west.

I've been looking for my baby.

North, south, east, and west.

You know I'll find her, girl.

You know, she'll never rest, 'cause I know.

North, east, and east.

Some of your love, yeah.

That you promised to give to me.

North, east, and east.

You promised to me.

Listen, I just thought I'd let you know.

You know the little Carter lad?

Seems to have taken a turn for the worse.

So he's just dropped him
and his dad off at the hospital.

Thanks, Gina.

All right.

Ciao.

Down Rome, across
the country, across the ocean, too.

I'd even climb a mountain,
girl, to give back a home to you.

'Cause I know some of your kids,
they're the best when I really need it.

North, east, and east.

Yes, it is.

East, and east.

Miss Blanchard, it appears your
son's been taken into hospital.

Hospital?

Yeah, you better follow us.

Mr. Carter?

The doctor's having a look at him now.

Thank you.

Yes?

Sarge?

Ah, Bellamy.

Your friend and mine,
Claude Jeremiah Greengrass,

and his sudden interest
hanging about the rugby club.

Yeah?

Well, since I don't believe he's to improve

his nefarious little mind, I
think he's up to something.

So have a sniff around and
see if you can find out what.

I think I know what it is, Sarge.

You do?

Well, you've heard about his latest
money-making wheeze, haven't you, Sarge?

No.

Talent scout for one of the big
Lancashire rugby league clubs.

At least that's his story.

I mean, whoever they know anything
about it is an entirely different matter.

You're not serious.

Between me and you, Sarge, he's
already tapped up Ken Furr, brother.

What?

At the sevens, right from under your nose.

Bellamy, this time I really will k*ll him.

Michelle.

Where is my son?

Don't you mean our son?

How dare you just kidnap him like that?

Kidnap?

He came willingly, gladly.

Liar.

Besides, Michelle, who's the
real kidnapper here, you or me?

Wasn't me who dragged him off to France,

away from all his friends,
everything he'd ever known.

He was happy in France.

He's hated it.

Don't ever get him away from me.

Arrest him.

It's all right.

It's all right.

You won't be going far.

You're Simon's mother,
are you, Miss Blanchard?

Yes.

And I would like to see my baby, please.

I'm afraid that won't be
possible at the moment.

I'm so sorry.

All the signs are that
your son's contracted polio.

You are sure you've had the vaccine?

Of course.

I'm not a fool, sister.

Hello, chéri.

Oh, ma puce.

Hello, mommy.

Where's papa?

Let's go back via Carter's caravan.

I don't think he'll be
there, but I need to check.

We need to make a list of anybody
who's been in contact with the Carters.

Right.

We'll start with the staff and
customers at the Adenfield out.

Come in.

Mr. President?

Ah, Kenneth, lad. Come in.

Nice to see you.

Take a seat.

Ah, Kenneth, a little bird tells me

that a certain Mr. Greengrass
has been talking to you.

Phil told you then, did he?

Well, I trust you
sent him away with a

suitably large and
venomous flea in his ear.

I just told him I weren't interested.

Good lad, Ken.

I mean, how could I be with my shoulder?

What's wrong with your shoulder?

It's just about shot.

I shouldn't really be playing at all.

I've been meaning to mention
it to the selection committee.

You mean, uh, you may have to retire.

It looks like it, yeah.

But, uh, as far as
Mr. Greengrass is concerned,

and these people that
he says he represents,

you're still in
perfectly good Nick.

I reckon so, yeah.

The money he says, they're
offering me to turn pro and everything.

And these kind of offers don't
come along every day, do they, Ken?

How do you mean, like?

Money.

To entice you to become pro.

Right.

Which I think in your wisdom,
you may well be advised to accept.

And if in the fullness of
time, their investment in you

proves to be a bad one,
then it's their bad luck, isn't it?

And Mr. Greengrass' bad luck is
the one who introduced you to them.

Wouldn't that be dishonest?

No more dishonest than what
happens every day in London,

on the floor of the stock exchange.

Bernie?

Hi.

Has Mr. Carter been back yet?

Yeah, a while ago, yeah.

Yeah, I don't know where he is now, though.

Did he say anything?

Asked me how long I'd be like.

Then picked up some tackle and went.

Right, Bernie, you better let
these tires back down again.

Down and down again, Mr. Rowan?

Yeah.

I've just blown the bakers off.

While you're at it, you better
remove the valves as well.

Now, I promised the district
medical officer full cooperation.

So get out there.

Knocking on doors, telling
people what's happened.

And if they haven't already
been vaccinated against polio,

then they best get
themselves done, smartish.

Understood?

Yes, Sarge.

Off you go, then.

Ah, thank you, Eileen.

You still here, Ventress?

Ah, Rowan, good of you to join us.

I was beginning to
think you left the country.

What's that?

Charles Carter, Sarge.

Now, according to Maggie,
if he's not been vaccinated,

there's a strong possibility he could
have polio as well and not realize it.

Well, what if he caught
the first train out?

Unlikely, I thought, Sarge.

Why?

A man who's prepared to go all
the way to France to get his son back.

Wouldn't leave his son in hospital, right.

And now the first morning
I have humped into them,

he was on his way to the
local school with his son, Simon.

Terrific.

Somebody waiting
to meet you at the

bus station when
you get there, all right?

Right, Mr. Greengrass.

You did say you'd pay me bus fare.

Yeah.

Well.

Yeah, that should cover it, all right?

Give me the change when you get back.

And don't forget, don't sign out
until you check with me, all right?

I'll see you later.

Still going through with it then?

Suppose so.

You don't sound right keen.

If it weren't for Sergeant Blaketon,
Phil, I don't reckon I'd bother.

It were a real shock
to me, that him being

so keen for me to
turn pro all of a sudden.

What you should
realize is there's only

two things in life
Blaketon really hates.

Rugby league, Claude, Jeremiah, Greengrass.

Not necessarily in that order.

Can I leave those, please?

Thank you.

Now, there's no cause for alarm.

And all these measures
are purely precautionary.

If you've been vaccinated,
that's well and good.

If you haven't, you'd
better get over to

the school tomorrow
and have a sugar lump.

So it's definite then?

The little lad's got polio.

It is, yes.

Where does that leave me then?

How do you mean?

Well, I was the one who picked
him up when he nearly fainted.

And I cleaned his sick up after him.

She'll have it then.

And I drove him to the hospital today.

I haven't even been vaccinated.

It's like the constable says.

You know what to do about it, don't you?

Yeah, well, what if it's too late?

I'm not going to end up paralyzed, am I?

It's all right, Gina.

Don't worry.

I'm afraid Mrs. Watkins is away today.

Yeah, well, if you can let
her know that the district nurse

is organizing a clinic at the
village hall tomorrow morning

to vaccinate anyone who might need it.

Which probably means most of the school.

Yeah, right.

Well, I might see you then.

Bye then.

If he is paralyzed,
it will all be my fault.

That's not true, Michelle.

He wasn't even in your
care at the time he got it.

But that's the point.

He should have been.

I drove Charles to kidnap Simon by
taking him to France in the first place.

I did it to hurt him, Maggie.

To cut him off from the one
person he really cared about.

If I hadn't done that, none
of this would have happened.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell
me what I've done wrong?

Somebody help me, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

I've done my best.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

I've done my best.

I think we've done
everything we can,

Sarge, until the mass
vaccination tomorrow.

And Carter?

Still no sign, Sarge.

Alf and Phylla ring around the B&Bs.

Oh, well.

You best get back to your band.

Oh, Nick.

I presume she's been vaccinated.

Yes, Sarge.

Hey.

Hey, brother.

Come here.

What are you doing back here?

Is something going wrong?

I meant to go through with it, you
know, even with my croc's shoulder.

Croc's shoulder?

What does it have to be
about a croc's shoulder?

No, I know I didn't.

What?

You mean they found out?

Oh, no, they were all set to sign
me, fix me up with a job, an house.

That's what swung it
with me in the end, really.

Swung?

What are you talking about?

Well, they were really nice to me.

Proper gentlemen for
Lancastrians, any road.

I just couldn't bring myself to take
the money under false pretenses like.

So I told them truth in the end.

Did you?

How good of you.

It's nice to meet somebody
who's honest and truthful.

It restores your faith in
human nature, doesn't it?

If you'll excuse me,
I'll go and kick the cat.

You what?

So this is where you're
hiding yourself, is it?

Maggie, I can't believe
it's happened to me.

Nothing's happened to you yet.

But what if I've caught it?

I could die.

Listen to me, Gina.

There's a lot of nonsense
talked about polio.

Most people who get it make a complete
recovery with no ill effects at all.

It's not that easy to catch.

Yeah, but I actually touched them.

Oh, and so did a lot of
other people, I expect.

And they won't have got it either.

What if I have, though?

Once you've got the vaccine in
you, it's highly unlikely to develop.

Listen, I want you
to stop panicking,

get a good night's
sleep, and I'll see you

down at the school tomorrow.

OK.

OK.

So they're not actually whipped
her off into hospital yet, then?

There's nobody saying
she's been infected, Claude.

Just that she did come in
contact with the lad, that's all.

This stuff's safe, isn't it?

It could have got into the optics room.

Look, if you're worried, you better
get yourself vaccinated tomorrow.

Don't let the thought of them
great big needles put you off.

Needles?

Big as road drills, they reckon.

Where do they stick them?

Where do you think?

They like to get straight
to the seat of the infection.

I don't think I'll bother.

I think I'll go for a lie down.

Needles as big as road drills, George.

No panic, please.

We administer the
vaccine on lumps of sugar.

You know that, and I know that, Maggie.

But Claude Jeremiah Greengrass doesn't, eh?

No.

Here you go, Gina.

Isn't it?

That's it.

You'll be fine.

Now off you go.

Thanks, Maggie.

Right then, who's next?

Right, you, Claude.

Good guy, how old are these?

Come on, show a good
example to the children.

Open wide.

You what?

Your mouth, open it.

My mouth?

Unless you'd rather I stuck this
sugar lump up your nose, Claude.

You mean it's not an injection?

You're not even in any
danger, not at your age.

Thank you.

Still, since we've got you.

Too busy.

What about Alfred?

Alfred's even safer than you are.

Besides, this is a clinic, not a Betts.

Now if you don't mind, I
want to get on that way out.

Thank you.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

How's it going, then?

Fine.

I thought you said most of the
school would need to be done.

Fortunately, the bulk
of them have already

been vaccinated,
thanks to the local GP.

It's a pity there aren't more
doctors like her around.

Yeah, yeah, isn't it?

I heard she died, tragically.

You probably knew her
quite well, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah, quite well.

The wind is crying to the evening.

Your mind is empty but still thinking.

The night has robbed you of your being.

Your tired eyes are sick of weeping.

You try to stop yourself from singing.

You search your memory for a laughter, yes.

But the fears are coming much faster.

What's the latest on the boy, Maggie?

Still in the balance, apparently.

His poor mother.

Yeah, and father.

So where is he, Maggie?

He's got to be out there somewhere.

Hmm.

I'm feeling fairly hungry
by now, I should think.

That's a point.

It's been a long time
since we were last together.

But don't ask me where I've been.

So before Carter
disappeared, you said he

went to the caravan
to collect something.

Oh, his fishing tackle.

That's what I thought you said.

Right.

Now today, we're going to collect leaves.

And there's a prize,
just a small one,

mind you, for the
first person that can

bring me five different kinds.

All right, off you go.

Here he comes.

Mr. Carter?

Miss, miss, there's a man out there.

I don't think he's there.

Show me where he is.

Wait.

Mr. Carter, wait.

Oh, wait.

I'm sure it's Mr. Carter.

Mr. Carter?

Mr. Carter, I need to
talk to you about your son.

He has polio.

He could be infected yourself.

Where have I been?

What have I been doing?

This crazy world I'm living in.

Simon!

No!

That's been my ruin.

Oh, Simon.

Oh, Simon, Simon, Simon.

Oh, oh.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Where have I been?

I've been there.

Well, the good news is Simon's on the mend.

The rest of the village?

No one else infected
so far, thank goodness.

That's it for this one.

It wasn't always like
this, you know, Simon.

At first, your mommy and papa,
we... we really did love each other.

Passionately.

Then when he took Simon away
from me, I hated him so much.

We were both wrong, using our child
like a... like a w*apon in a private w*r.

It won't happen again.

I promise.

Will papa be all right?

Oh, I'm sorry, Charles.

Really, so very, very sorry.

Hello.

Oh, hello.

I just popped in
to deliver a get well

card for Simon from
the kids at school.

It's a relief they're all OK.

Yeah, he reacted really quickly.

Could have been quite an epidemic.

Incidentally, you
might have said the

other day, I felt such
a fool afterwards.

Why?

Because it was your wife I was
talking about when I was going

on about our late local GP.

Yeah, well, I couldn't
bring myself to somehow.

Sorry.

Must have been terrible,
losing her like that.

Yeah, it was.

But then, like everyone said
to me at the time, life goes on.

And does it?

I think it does, yeah, strangely enough.

Has to, I suppose.

Yes.

So I'll be seeing you around, I expect.

I look forward to it.

Bye, then.

Bye.

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

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?