15x20 - Kith And Kin

[bunniefuu]

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kiss me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

BERNIE HUMS

Hey! Hey!

CAR HORN

What the blazes are you playing at?

Hey, I thought you were laying the table.

- In a sec. I need to finish this. - No, no.

The agreement was, I'd do the cooking if you put your feet up.

A heart condition, two diabetics, and they all need urgent referrals.

Oh, damn it!

Surely this can be done after dinner?

- OK. - I'll dish up.

PHONE RINGS

- Doctor Trent. - 'Doctor, it's Meg Sawyer.'

- Meg, yes. How are you? - 'I think the baby's coming.'

You need to calm down, Meg. How far apart are the pains?

'Every ten minutes.'

OK. Can your husband take you to the hospital?

'He's gone t'pub. I've phoned t'midwife and she's not there.'

Meg, it's going to be all right. The important thing is not to panic.

- 'Can you come?' - Yes.

- Yes, I'll come myself. - 'Thanks, Doctor.'

Er... Don't worry. I'll be about minutes.

Meg Sawyer. A hill farmer's wife. She's only .

It's her first baby.

Her husband's out boozing and she can't get hold of the midwife.

- I'll drive you. - Oh, no. Stay and eat your supper.

I'll drive you.

MUSIC: 'Bad Moon Rising' by Creedence Clearwater Revival

♪ Well, it's bound to take your life

♪ There's a bad moon on the rise ♪

HELEN: Meg?

It's all right, Meg. Everything's going to be fine.

Just take a few deep breaths.

BREATHES HEAVILY

That's good. Let's get you upstairs, shall we?

It hurts, Dr Trent. Am I gonna die?

Of course you're not going to die. You're gonna have a baby.

SHOUTS

Erm... But let's stay down here, shall we?

This is PC Rob Walker. He's going to help us.

- Boil some water, right? - You've done this before.

You've done some fishing in your time, Mr Blaketon.

OSCAR: I certainly have, David.

- Well, what do you reckon? - He reckons you're daft as a brush.

Why shouldn't he go fishing if that's what he fancies?

Oh, no reason.

If he hadn't accepted this little lot from old Pete Hughes

in lieu of unpaid taxi fares.

Oh, you never fell for that one, did you, David?

Well, I could've got the money but... but...

This lot's worth a lot more. I'm gonna catch me a salmon.

Pigs might fly.

- OSCAR: Bernie? - Bernie? What's happened?

Are you all right?

MEG SCREAMS

- Oh, it hurts! - Just hold on tight to my hand.

I want Eddie. Why ain't he here?

ROB: Where does he drink? Maybe we could try calling the pub.

I dunno. They've been banned from most places.

- They? - Him and his dad.

This is going to be more complicated than I thought.

The baby's moved since I last examined her.

- Now it's in the breach position. - What's that mean? Is it gonna die?

No, no. It just means it's coming feet first,

which makes things harder.

But it's going to be fine, Meg. Don't worry.

- I need you down this end, Rob. - Hang on in there.

The body and the feet are going to come easily.

The problem comes if the head gets stuck

and the cord gets wrapped around the neck.

We're going to need to get the baby out quickly.

SCREAMS

What's all this caterwauling about, then?

Can you close the door, please?

Blimey, she's having it.

Eddie! Eddie!

Told you she was ready to drop.

Then why on earth did you leave her here on her own, Mr Sawyer?

Babies? None of my affair.

Health Service is what we pay our ruddy taxes for.

That's why you're here, isn't it? To give a service.

Want to take your drink outside, Mr Sawyer?

- That might be for the best. - Oh, aye?

I'll not be ordered out of my own house.

- All right. Outside. Now! - I'll knock your block off first.

MEG SCREAMS

- Calm down! - Rob!

Rob, can you stop that? I need you here now.

MEG SCREAMS

- Rob, please! - No-one tells me what to do.

Rob, now!

I think it's coming.

OK, Meg. I think you're ready to push.

I told you to go outside. Now get outside.

The legs are coming.

Can you come round? I need you to support her other leg.

- I can't. - Yes, you can.

Pull yourself together.

Right, now, Meg, on the next contraction I want you to push, OK?

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

OK. Now push.

MEG SCREAMS

OK! OK, here comes the baby.

That's it. It's coming. That's it, Meg.

By heck. It's just like calving, really.

BABY CRIES

Well done.

You've got a beautiful baby girl.

I'm a dad!

It's a sorry state of affairs, Walker,

that we're so short of midwives that Dr Trent needs you to assist her.

It was an emergency, Sarge.

- So was this. - Yes. Sorry, Sarge.

Ah, well, spilt milk. Don't make a habit of it.

By the looks of it, we're dealing with some right nasty hooligans.

Might just be passing through, eh, Sarge?

- Let's hope. - Sarge.

Looks like some sort of Molotov cocktail.

What did Mr Scripps have to say?

I've not had a chance to talk to him yet.

Best get to it, then. Bellamy, you wait here for Scenes of Crimes.

Right, Sarge.

You're looking better. All three of you.

Eddie's got summat that he wants to say.

I'm sorry we was a bit... you know...

Well, you helped deliver your own daughter.

- I think you should be proud. - Yeah. I am.

We've been talking about names. Eddie.

And we was wondering if you'd mind if we called her Helen?

I'd be very flattered.

Thanks for coming last night. I was... I was frightened.

Well, I think now they've checked you over,

they'll probably let you go home.

I'll pop in and see you.

And I expect to find you there, Eddie, not down the pub.

He only goes cos of his dad.

He don't like to be crossed, my dad.

I can see that. But you're a dad yourself now.

And this little one needs you.

Dr Trent, I gather you've been purloining one of my officers.

Hardly that.

A very serious incident took place last night.

Unfortunately PC Walker could not be contacted.

- I'm sorry. - When he's on call,

he's expected to be at the police house.

That's his job. Not delivering babies.

ROSIE: Once we get you home, you'll start to feel better.

Oh, you'll see.

Hi, Bernie. You've had quite a nasty shock.

Just a few questions. I hope you don't mind.

I didn't see anything.

What? Nothing at all?

I'm really sorry about Miller.

He's right. It's not your job.

I know things got a bit out of hand last night.

A bit out of hand?

I needed you to help me, not start a brawl.

It was hardly my fault.

It was a breech delivery. Things could have gone badly wrong.

Hello, Helen.

I'm surprised you recognise me.

Oh, I recognise you.

What the hell are you doing here?

Erm, I expect this is a bit of a shock.

I was hoping that we might have a talk.

I have absolutely nothing to say to you.

I've upset you. I'm sorry.

Just go.

I don't want to cause any unpleasantness.

HE COUGHS

Are you all right? Who on earth was that?

That... is my father.

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Your father?

He walked out on us when I was ten. I haven't seen him since.

Sit yourself down. I'll make you a cup of tea.

- No, I'm fine. - You're shaking like a leaf.

I've got surgery in a few minutes.

Sit down. Tell me what's going on.

I don't know what's going on.

He just appeared.

I'm confused. I thought your dad was a doctor.

You wanted to follow in your father's footsteps, you said.

I thought you two got on really well.

We do. The dad I've always talked to you about is my stepfather.

- He brought me up. - After your real father left?

Rob, he didn't just leave. He disappeared.

After six months, my mother got a letter from the South of France,

asking for a divorce.

So, why do you think he's turned up now, then?

I don't know and I don't care.

Now, I've got patients to see.

- Aren't you even curious? - No.

Believe me, Rob. He's not worth it.

MUSIC: 'The Mighty Quinn' by Manfred Mann

♪ Come on within

♪ You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

♪ Come on without

♪ Come on within

♪ You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn ♪

PEGGY: David?

David!

DAVID: I'm over here.

Ha! It's all very well for you to take time off.

I'm sure we'd all like to go fishing.

But what about me, eh? I'm rushed off my feet.

Hold on, Aunt Peg. I think I've got....

We've got taxi bookings. We've...

Oh, my! Reel it in, lad.

DAVID: I'm trying!

It's a salmon!

HE LAUGHS

It's a ruddy great salmon!

PEGGY: There. Did you ever see owt like that?

Well, that's certainly a big one, David.

I didn't know there were fish this size in the Esk.

- GINA: That's amazing, David. - Are you picturing it, Gina?

Next big do that comes up,

a wedge of lemon in its mouth and the centrepiece of a lovely spread.

Right, I'll give you five quid.

Which is more than you'll get from the fishmonger in Ashfordly.

Done!

You'd better put that in the freezer.

OSCAR: Morning.

Clearly I should have brought my fishing tackle.

Large G&T, please.

- Ice and lemon? - Yes, please.

I drove through this part of the country years ago.

But I don't think I came through Aidensfield.

It's a delightful village, though. The countryside is breathtaking.

You live in a place, you stop noticing.

I think I might pause and look around for a while.

I don't suppose you have any vacant rooms?

Yeah, certainly. How long were you thinking of staying?

Oh, I'm not sure. A few days, perhaps.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Maxwell Hamilton.

Gina Ward. Would you like to look at a room first?

As I assume you're the lady of the house,

I'm sure it'll be impeccable.

Why would anyone want to firebomb a hearse?

Some folk have got a twisted disposition.

Might have thought they were having a laugh.

PHIL: Or maybe he did a funeral for someone.

Didn't give them a proper sendoff

and they got turned back at the Pearly Gates.

Are you trying to be funny, Bellamy?

PHIL: Erm, no. Not really, Sarge.

I've been to some of the outlying farms, Sarge.

A couple of them saw the vehicle on fire from a distance,

but that's about it.

So Scripps is the only witness, then?

Yeah. He seemed reluctant to even talk about that this morning.

Poor chap. He's probably still in shock.

What about that lass that works for him at the garage?

Rosie.

Have a word with her. Find out if anybody's got a grudge.

Bellamy, I want you on the phone, tracking down nutters with form

for this kind of malicious damage.

I could go to Aidensfield and help Rob, if you like.

Younger, you're an honest lad and I appreciate that.

But every now and again, you could use a bit more guile.

Any dissatisfied customers? Arguments over a bill?

Anyone who might have been upset with him?

Well, I only really see what happens in the garage.

- He does the funerals on his own. - Is he still in hospital?

Yeah, they're keeping him in for observation until tomorrow.

Well, have a think, Rosie.

If there's anyone who, for whatever stupid reason,

might have got it in for Bernie, you let me know.

Nice bike. If you like that sort of thing.

Lucky for me I do.

ROB: Geoff?

Well, that last funeral he did was for old Mrs Hawkins.

I know cos I did the catering.

I'll bring it over.

I don't see how anyone could've got upset with him over that, though.

Oh, you can have your lunch through in the snug, Mr Hamilton.

Much more comfy in there. I'll bring it through.

Thank you, Gina.

Didn't I see you at the doctor's surgery?

- Maxwell Hamilton. - Rob Walker.

Erm, are you a good friend of Helen's?

Look...

What are you doing here?

Don't you think you should have written first?

Ah, so she did tell you who I am.

Well, Constable Walker,

you know what they say. There's always two sides to a story.

If she doesn't want to speak to you, you can't make her.

I wouldn't dream of trying to coerce her.

I just thought I'd hang around for a bit.

Once the shock's worn off, she might reconsider.

I am a good friend of hers.

I don't want to see her upset or harassed.

All I want is to try...

- To try and make amends. - And if she doesn't want that?

Well, then I'll be on my way without any fuss.

Don't worry. You won't have to arrest me.

What do you mean, he's staying at the pub?

Why didn't you tell him to leave?

I couldn't exactly run him out of town, could I?

- This isn't a joke, Rob. - No, I know.

All I'm saying is, maybe you should hear him out.

- No. - What harm can it do?

Marriages break up.

I hardly need reminding of that.

You only really know your mum's side of the story.

I remember the day he left.

He gave me a lift to school because it was raining.

We talked about Christmas shopping

and going to see the Regent Street lights.

For months we heard nothing.

My mother refused to give up hope, though.

She badgered the police, everyone.

You mean he just disappeared into thin air?

It wasn't just that he left us.

He deceived us in the worst way possible.

Sounds pretty cowardly.

But maybe he had his reasons.

What reasons?

Well, I don't know but...

Why did you never talk about this before?

Because... he's nothing to me.

Yeah, sounds like it.

I need to go home.

I've got reports to write. I'll see you tomorrow.

PEGGY: Have a look at that. Page six.

The, erm, Boy Scouts annual jamboree?

No, no, no, no. Right at the bottom of the page.

- An angling competition? - First prize £.

- No, I couldn't. - Of course you could.

Lovey, you're a natural.

I mean, nobody's ever taught you,

but you caught the biggest fish in the river.

Yeah, but that was just beginner's luck.

Well, it can't hurt to try, can it?

Besides, I've already entered you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Oh, Rob, I'm worried about Bernie.

Something funny's going on.

- Come in. - Thanks.

So what's up?

I went to the hospital to fetch him this morning but he'd already gone.

He discharged himself last night.

Well, he could've decided to make his own way home.

Where is he, then?

He's not there and he's not at the garage either.

All right, I'll phone the hospital. See if they know anything.

You go back to the garage. He'll turn up.

- Don't worry. - Yeah.

Good morning. I was hoping you might track me down.

Why now? That's all I want to know.

You can't walk back into my life after all these years and expect...

I know. I know. I know that. Can I offer you a cup of coffee?

I don't really like coffee.

- If you knew me at all, you'd... - Please, just sit down.

So, why now?

Where to begin?

HE COUGHS

You don't look well.

And you're not breathing properly.

I never dreamt you'd become a doctor.

Ballet dancer, that's more what I imagined.

You're ill, aren't you?

Is that what this is all about?

You thought that if you could get me to pity you enough I'd forgive you?

No. I don't think that I expect forgiveness.

No, what I have is lung cancer.

It was diagnosed at a rather advanced stage.

HELEN: It often is.

Well, I just... just wanted to see you again.

And to say...

I'm sorry.

That's it?

More or less.

Well, you have seen me.

And I'm sorry you're not well.

I have sympathy for you as I would for any stranger.

But that's all I feel for you.

Goodbye then.

MUSIC: 'Three Little Fishes' by The Swinging Blue Jeans

♪ Three little fishes and a mama fishy too

♪ They went swimming in the little bitty pool

♪ And they swam, and they swam, and they swam, and they swam

♪ They swam right over the dam...

b*at number nine.

Lucky for some, eh?

I don't know, Aunt Peg.

You know, I reckon that other fish, I think it was just a fluke.

No, it were a salmon.

Important difference to bear in mind, David.

Truth is, Aunt Peg, I wouldn't know one fish from another.

Of course you would.

Oh, lad, you've got to believe in yourself in this life.

Look. Look at this lot here.

Look. They all reckon they're summat.

Strutting about, putting on their part,

and you've got as much chance of pulling a fish out that river

as any one of them.

Yeah. Well, I did it before, didn't I?

You certainly did. And you will do it again.

- ♪ Out in the ocean - ♪ What were they doing?

- ♪ Laughing and a-swimming - ♪ While they can

- ♪ Saw a big, big shark - ♪ Wasn't very funny

♪ So they turned and swam right back to the dam ♪

DOG BARKS

The midwife phoned, said you've been having problems.

They let her come home, like you said. But she isn't right.

- Won't do owt. Keeps crying. - Sounds like the baby blues.

It's not uncommon, two or three days after the delivery.

About time you showed your face.

Squawking all night they've been, her and the bairn.

I've got a farm to run. I need my rest.

Perhaps you should try a medicinal glass of whisky, Mr Sawyer.

I want her up and grafting or you stick her back in hospital.

She's just had a baby.

Perhaps you should think about her situation and less about yourself.

Don't you start preaching to me, lady ruddy doctor or no,

cos I've had just about enough!

- Dad, don't take on. She's only... - And don't give me any of your lip.

BABY CRIES

- Are you all right? - He don't mean nothing.

Come on. Let's have a look at Meg.

If you look at Bernie's behaviour since he was firebombed,

I think Rosie's right. Something funny is going on.

Until we get a proper statement out of him, the enquiry can't proceed.

Well, I've tried to track him down, Sarge.

But since he left hospital, nobody's seen hide nor hair of him.

I think maybe he knows who did it.

- Then why hasn't he come forward? - Maybe he's frightened of them.

Bernie's always been a bit of a lone wolf.

Something bad happens, he goes to ground.

I think he's just being Bernie.

BABY WAILS

She hasn't shut up since we got her home.

You need to get to know her. Work out what she wants.

She doesn't want to be here. Nor do I.

Not with him swearing and carrying on.

What I think you need is some proper help around the house.

Haven't you got a relative, someone who could stay for a bit?

Just until you're back on your feet.

There's my mam. But he'd never wear it.

She and my dad, they don't get on.

He got so drunk at our wedding,

Meg's mam belted him with her handbag.

She sounds perfect.

Will you tell him, Doctor?

Yes, of course.

In the meantime I've got some tablets that should help you, Meg.

Thanks, Doctor.

Come on, Eddie.

Ruddy garages! Rob you blind left, right and centre.

I think what your daughter-in-law needs, Mr Sawyer,

is some help around the house and with the baby.

What do you expect me to do about it?

Nothing. I believe Meg's mother is willing to come and stay.

I won't have that woman in my house.

Mr Sawyer, Meg needs help.

- Now either you pay someone... - Pay! Oh, aye?

Do you think we can afford paid help?

Ruddy bank manager on our back and all.

- No. - Then let Meg's mother come.

Over my dead body. All the ruddy same, aren't you?

Money, money, money. Like leeches.

About time an' all.

They're just not biting today.

Maybe you'll have better luck tomorrow.

How come he's got two?

Well, neither of them are as big as the one you caught, though.

Yeah, that's not here, though, is it? It's in Gina's freezer.

Yeah.

Oh, it's no good, Aunt Peg. We'll have to face it.

I don't know what I'm doing and I'm never gonna win.

Now don't lose heart, lad.

We'll get a fish in this net somehow.

Ha-ha!

What?

Thank you, Doctor.

HELEN: Goodbye.

Just wondered if you fancied coming for a drink later?

Oh, not really. I've got a mountain of paperwork.

Please, Helen, don't shut me out.

You're not the only one who's had a bad day.

I've been riding round in circles, trying to track Bernie Scripps down.

He was at Sawyers' farm earlier, with his tow truck.

Oh?

Ed Sawyer. What did he want?

I think there was something wrong with Mr Sawyer's tractor.

Rob, I went to the Aidensfield Arms this morning to see my father.

When?

This morning.

- And... how was it? - Awkward.

No. Bizarre.

He's got lung cancer.

Hence the desire for a sentimental reunion with his long-lost daughter

before he...

Oh, God, Rob. What am I going to do?

He's dying!

And I don't want to feel this way but he's dying.

I've made your bill up for you, Mr Hamilton.

Are you sure you're going to be all right to drive?

Why don't you stay another night and start fresh in the morning?

Your hospitality's been marvellous, Gina, but the road beckons.

HE COUGHS

You really should get something for that cough.

It'll pass.

Well, erm, thank you for everything, Gina.

You take care.

OSCAR: Mr Hamilton?

Come on. Come on, let's... let's get you back inside.

You know what I keep thinking?

What if I'm like him?

In what way?

I couldn't make my marriage work.

- It's hardly the same. - Isn't it?

Maybe we both get bored too easily.

That's not why you divorced Matthew. He was unfaithful.

Yes, but why?

Because I was too busy with my career

to spend enough time with him?

Only you can answer that.

Let's face it, Rob. Isn't that what's happening with us?

You're saying you're bored with me?

- No, but... - We're both busy people. It...

PHONE RINGS

Dr Trent.

Yes, Oscar. I'll be straight over.

Any better?

- Oh, I'm sorry for the fuss. - Oh, don't be daft.

This is our local GP, Dr Trent.

Thank you for coming, Doctor.

Bernie, where have you been? We've been searching all over.

No need. I told you not to make a fuss.

Rob Walker's looking for you.

- Oh, let me do that for you. - I can manage.

Bernie, what's going on? Why did you empty out the till?

- Oh, I'm going to get Rob. - No!

If I don't do as they say,

they're gonna burn the garage down next time.

I'm going to get Rob.

No! I just need to do this one last thing for them.

Then they'll leave us alone. They've promised.

I'm begging you, Rosie!

If you go to the police, they'll k*ll me next time. They surely will.

- Have you had many fainting fits? - One or two since the operation.

You've had a lobectomy, presumably, followed by radiotherapy?

Yeah, I went to see my man in Harley Street last week.

He wasn't keen on me coming up here. But I persuaded him.

I'm going to call an ambulance. You should be in hospital.

Helen, no. Wait.

HE COUGHS

No more hospitals. I've had them up to here.

There's nothing they can do.

If I just rest for a while, I'll be fine. Then I'll go back to London.

You shouldn't even be driving in your condition.

Oh, I can manage.

I live at the surgery. I have a spare room there.

You should probably come and stay there

until you're well enough to travel.

At least then I can keep an eye on you.

Well, that's very generous.

I don't even know what to call you.

Max will do fine.

If you talk to me, I can help.

You'll have to make a proper statement.

I don't know what the silly girl's been telling you.

It's just a load of nonsense.

Look, Bernie, I know you were at the Sawyers' earlier.

- What were you doing there? - Problems with a tractor.

You discharge yourself early from hospital

and top of your list is to go and fix Ed Sawyer's tractor?

Why, Bernie? Come on. What happened?

He threatened you, demanded money?

You said no and then he firebombed you to prove he was serious?

I don't know who did that. Some passing hooligans, probably.

On a moorland road? After dark?

What, they were just waiting for somebody to pass by?

I don't know how their minds work.

Tell him, Bernie, please.

I've got nowt to say.

If he doesn't make a statement, we can't act.

You're going to have to talk him round, Rosie.

I don't see why you're so suspicious of the Sawyers.

Just because Mr Scripps went to fix their tractor.

What? When he's just got out of hospital?

With a fistful of money in his pocket?

No, there's definitely something wrong here, Helen.

And I'm going to need your help.

Look, see if you can get any information out of Meg Sawyer.

- Find out if she knows anything. - What? You know I can't do that.

We're talking about attempted m*rder here, Helen.

Don't lecture me, Rob.

I don't for one moment think that Eddie Sawyer is a m*rder*r.

A victim of his father's bullying, maybe.

I just don't think Ed Sawyer could've managed to block the road

and firebomb Bernie's hearse all on his own.

I've just put my father to bed in the spare room.

But you don't care about any of that, do you?

Of course I do.

All you care about is putting Ed Sawyer behind bars.

Maybe that's as it should be. But I'm afraid I can't help you.

Bernie, you can't keep on like this.

If they think you're weak, they're never gonna stop.

You think I'm a real coward, don't you?

- No, but... - You don't understand, Rosie.

Then at least explain.

Ed Sawyer's a complete nutcase.

That's why he should be put behind bars.

It's not as simple as that.

He's an angry man and he thinks the world owes him. Especially me.

- Why you? - Because of his rotten tractor.

I've tried to fix the thing dozens of times.

Truth is it's only fit for the scrapheap.

His tractor's no good, his farm's going bust,

so he's decided it's all my fault.

Somebody's going to have to pay for it.

- So he's taking it out on me. - That's just ridiculous.

Come on, you're going to tell Rob Walker all this.

No. No. He'll end up k*lling both of us.

I mean it. He blames you and all.

- Me? - Because you work for me.

He'll go for you too. I can't take that risk.

We're going to the station now

and you're going to make a proper statement about this.

Oh, come on, Bernie. You know I'm right.

It'll be OK. I promise. Come on.

Oh, this is a waste of time.

Nothing yesterday. Nothing today.

Might as well just pack up and go home.

No! Where's your Dunkirk spirit, eh?

Well, I'm not going to catch anything.

Shush! Shush! Have you looked in your landing net lately?

How... How did that get there?

Must've leapt in.

- Really? - Yeah. Put it back in the water.

- Sleep well? - Tolerably. Thank you.

Oh, look at the two of us. What a state, eh?

How do you mean?

Here we are, enjoying a morning cup of tea together,

but despite all your kindness,

I still don't know the first thing about your life.

What do you want to know?

No husband?

I did have. But I divorced him.

Oh, dear. I'm sorry to hear that.

It must run in the family.

Your mother and I were far too young when we married, you know.

Maybe you were just too young.

You could be right. Well, she was my first love.

The problem was that every new woman I met,

I just became besotted with them, too.

You didn't have to leave the way you did.

You broke her heart.

And yours too, I think.

I thought you were dead.

Oh, my dear girl.

I'm so sorry.

I was stupid and selfish and cowardly.

There's no excuse for me.

Why didn't you at least write to me?

I don't know.

You were only ten. I just thought you'd forget.

I missed you so much.

Why did you have to go?

That was the stupidest thing I ever did. I know that.

I thought you must really hate me.

Oh! Never! Oh, Helen!

DOG BARKING

- Edward Sawyer? - What do you want?

We'd like you and your son to accompany us to the station.

I'm damned if I will!

MILLER: Get the cuffs on him.

- EDDIE: What's up? - We'll have him and all. Younger!

Take them both to the cars.

What's going on?

DOG BARKS

Eddie?

Why are you taking both of them?

Dr Trent, you've got to do summat.

MEG: They're taking Eddie and he didn't do owt.

I'd advise you not to interfere, Doctor.

Whatever his father's done, you can hardly blame Eddie.

I'm sorry to disagree. Bernie Scripps has made a full statement.

- They were both involved. - He's hardly more than a boy.

He just does whatever his brute of a father tells him.

Oh!

I'm sure the court will take that into consideration.

No! You can't take him.

How is she going to cope without him?

We can't just let him go cos his wife needs him.

The law's the law, Doctor. Put him in the car, Walker.

No, no. You can't take him. No!

Come on, Meg. Let's get you inside.

BABY CRIES

Here it is. First prize.

APPLAUSE

They're going to stuff the fish

and put it in a glass case at the angling club.

Oh, well done, David. Let me buy you a drink.

That's what I like to hear. I'll have a brandy Alexander.

I didn't know your name was David.

You know, I've got a feeling you've cheated, Peggy,

cos the fish that was in my freezer has disappeared.

- Really? Well, I never. - How do you mean?

Was that that other fish in the net? Aunt Peggy, did we cheat?

Cheat? How can you suggest...

I didn't want to win like that.

No, hang on, lad. How could you call it cheating?

You caught that fish fair and square, didn't you?

Well, yes but...

And it's the biggest thing to come out of that river in living memory.

So he deserves to win, doesn't he?

Not if he ignored the rules of the competition.

So I'd like my five quid back, please.

I'm a bit short. I'll have to owe you.

It would be a shame if someone rang the angling club and split on you.

Oh! Think of the lad.

How about donating the prize money to charity, then?

- That would square it. - Oh, yeah.

Now that's a brilliant idea.

Great. Now I'm going to be well out of pocket.

My dad and my brothers said thanks for watching out for me,

and if anyone else gives you any bother, just let them know.

Maybe I will.

I've... I've been meaning to say...

I know. Come on, let's get on with restoring the hearse, eh?

Put it all behind us.

Yeah.

But I am grateful.

GINA: Hiya.

Oh, you're looking better.

Well, my daughter's a good doctor.

Your daughter?

I'm sorry. I should have told you before, Gina.

- She wanted to disown me. - Not any more.

Under doctor's orders, I'm going back to London by train.

I wondered if you could keep an eye on the car for me

until I can get someone to collect it?

Yeah. That'll be no problem.

You look after yourself, eh?

Ta-ra.

MUSIC: 'The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face' by Marianne Faithfull

♪ The first time

♪ Ever I saw your face

♪ I saw the sunrise

♪ In your eyes ♪

As you already know, I'm not very good at farewells.

So, erm, let's just say goodbye here, shall we?

- Whatever you like. - Well...

Take care of yourself, Dr Trent. I'm very proud of you.

Oh, my precious girl.

ROB: I thought you might like to know.

Eddie Sawyer made a full confession.

What's this? "I told you so"?

No. It means the court will deal with him more leniently.

I thought you'd be pleased about that.

When they sentence him, they'll be sentencing his wife and baby too.

But I don't expect they'll take that into account.

Helen, I don't make the law but it is my job to enforce it.

I don't think I can do this any more.

- What do you mean? - Look at us.

Maybe I am like my father after all, a poor judge of relationships.

I know seeing him again has been really upsetting

but you're nothing like him.

I think we should stop seeing each other.

Why? Because I arrested Eddie Sawyer? That is ridiculous.

The things we think are important are just so different.

Fine. Well, that's that then, I suppose.

What was I, Helen?

Some bit of rough to keep you company after Matthew left?

It wasn't like that at all.

You know what? I'm beginning to wonder.