15x25 - Bad Company

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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 saw her today, I saw her face

♪ It was the face I loved

♪ And I knew

♪ I had to run away

♪ And get down on my knees and pray

♪ That they'd go away, but still they begin...

- Hey, Betty. - Oh, hiya, Geoff.

I were just coming over to talk to you.

Oh, right. Perhaps later.

♪ The tears I gotta hide...

So I told her, "I might be a junior but I'm not a skivvy."

She didn't like it. She said she's gonna report me.

I've a good mind to pack it in now. What do you think?

What?

- And who's SHE gawping at? - How should I know?

Not much you don't. You've been that busy making eyes at her,

you've not listened to a word I've said.

- I must be the only one who hasn't. - And what's that supposed to mean?

It means put your brain into gear, Hayley, and give your mouth a rest.

♪ Yeah, that's how it begins

♪ Needles and pins...

- What's going on, eh? - She's doing my head in, mate.

Listen, I'll see you in a minute.

♪ Why can't I stop and Tell myself I'm wrong

♪ I'm oh, so wrong... ♪

♪ The only time I feel all right

♪ Is by your side

♪ Girl, I want to be with you

♪ All of the time

♪ All day and all of the night

♪ All day and all of the night

♪ All day and all of the night ♪

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you. This next one's called Wild Thing.

♪ Wild thing

♪ You make my heart sing

♪ You make everything groovy

♪ Come on, wild thing

♪ Wild thing I think I love you...

♪ But I gotta know for sure

♪ Come on, hold me tight

♪ Oh, you move me

♪ Wild thing

CAR HORN

BRAKES SQUEAL

♪ You make everything groovy

♪ Oh, wild thing...♪

KNOCK ON DOOR

Sarge, Rob's arrived back from the scene of the hit-and-run.

Oh, right. I'll come in.

Morning. What have you got for us?

No more than I knew last night, Sarge.

- Any visible road markings? - No.

- Witnesses? - None that have come forward.

- What about the girl? - The hospital say

she can answer questions later this morning.

- How is she? - Lucky, I'd say.

Cuts, bruises and a broken arm.

Are we keeping you awake, Younger?

Sorry, Sergeant.

We played host to a drunk last night.

If you could stir yourself sufficiently, you can chuck him out.

- Yes, Sergeant. - Also...

two shop windows were smashed. You can deal with those as well.

- Right, Sergeant. - Also last night,

a car was stolen outside the Ashfordly dance hall,

belonging to an Alan Seddon.

- Roy Seddon's lad? - Roy Seddon, yes.

Better known to us as Councillor Seddon of the Police Committee.

I want you to handle this soonest.

I was going to the hospital to see the girl who fell off the scooter.

Bellamy, you can do that, will you?

- Er, right, Sarge. - And take care

with Seddon. Our clear-up rate hasn't been too wonderful of late.

So he might use this car theft as a chance to lean on us.

Kid gloves, eh?

All right, everyone. To it!

Oh, and Younger.

If our malodorous guest has left any mess in the cells,

you know where to find the mop and bucket.

David. What are you playing at?

You've got your fare to pick up at the station in five minutes.

That train's always late.

Yeah, and after that, you've got to run Mrs Basnet to the hospital.

Come on, shake a leg.

All right. I'm going. I'm going.

Not without my shopping list, I hope.

Shopping? I'm meant to be coming back here and chopping that wood.

Exactly. So shift. Or you'll never get done.

Hi, Sandra. PC Bellamy.

Ashfordly Police.

How are you?

- All right. - She's lucky to be alive.

Do you feel well enough to tell me what happened?

Just take your time, love.

I were riding t'scooter back from my night class in Ashfordly.

Just after Parker's Corner there are some hilly bits.

- Do you know where I mean? - Yeah.

I could see t'headlights coming towards me,

but it weren't until t'last moment that I heard another car behind me.

All three of us came together at t'narrowest point in t'road.

T'car on my side of t'road swerved away from t'oncoming car and hit me.

Well, did you see the make?

From face down in a hedgerow?

I just heard it stop before starting off again.

- It stopped? - For a second or two.

So whoever it was knew what happened?

Well, obviously.

I've called him everything from a dunk to a duck.

Now it's your turn, Constable.

Funny.

I only bought the car two months ago for his birthday.

If I could just ask Alan a few questions, Mr Seddon.

Of course. Fire away.

See how hard it is to get a word in?

Button it.

So, you phoned the station about five to eleven last night?

No, he phoned me and I called the station.

Who else?

Sorry.

Tell me what happened, Alan?

I'd gone to the dance at the Assembly Rooms.

- About what time was that? - About :-ish.

I left the parked across the road.

With the keys in the dash, would you believe?

You left the car in Russell Street?

Yes.

With the keys in the ignition?

And when did you discover it had gone?

When I left the dance with my mate.

Paul Eyre.

GUITAR MUSIC

Where's the car?

My car! The car's gone!

I just kept staring at the empty space.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

Between : and :,

you didn't go out and check on the car?

- No. - Nor on his keys.

'Ey up, David.

Hello, Mr Turner.

How are you doing?

Erm... not so bad.

There you go.

See you next time.

You don't sound too sure. What's up?

Well, nothing really.

Well, just this and that, you know.

Ah, you see, that's the beauty of this job.

If I'm feeling down, all I need is a ladder.

- Really? - Oh, yeah.

Once off the ground, I just leave all my troubles behind.

You, on the other hand,

you're sat stuck in that taxi. Result?

Piles?

No. Depression.

If you don't believe me, try it.

- What? - This.

My regular help's just left me last week

and I'm short of an hand. How are you fixed?

No. Thanks.

But I've really got enough work on as it is.

Anyway, I'm not so good with heights.

I'm talking shop windows, David,

not skyscrapers.

Think about it. I'll make it worth your while.

I were there. At the dance.

Then why didn't you say?

Well, I was home by the time the car was reported stolen.

Besides, I asked Sergeant Miller

if I could clock off early to make hospital visit.

Oh, you went dancing instead.

If you get there late, all the nice girls have been spoken for.

PHONE RINGS Well, you'd best say something

before it comes out.

Yeah.

Ashfordly Police Station?

Where is it?

What colour?

Yes, madam.

We are interested.

Delta Alpha Two Four to Control. Over.

Go ahead, Rob.

Alf, it is Seddon's car.

And it looks like it's been in a collision.

And the paint scratches definitely match the colour

of the girl's Lambretta?

I'd put money on it.

- Is anybody watching the car now? - Geoff.

But Scenes of Crime say they'll be there in the next hour.

Should we tell Alan Seddon we've found his car?

Yes. But don't tell him about the accident until you've had chance

to talk to him again about his movements last night. Understood?

Yes, Sarge.

- My dad's out. - What about your mum?

- Upstairs. - Would you like to give her a call?

She's in the bath. What's this about anyway?

- We found your car. - You found it? Great. Where?

In a field between Ashfordly and Aidensfield.

- Was it OK? - We think so, yes.

Can I go and get it?

Not until Scenes of Crime officers are finished with it.

- Right. Yeah. - IF they find fingerprints

then they may need to question some of your friends.

You think one of my mates stole it?

It's certainly a possibility, yes.

well, most of them will have their fingerprints on it.

Oh, aye. Why is that?

Cos I give them lifts all the time.

And some of them have driven it round my dad's yard at work.

Anyway, none of my mates would take it like that.

We like to look at all the possibilities.

- To impress my dad? - No.

It's because it's what we do.

When I came before, you said you were at the dance

between half eight and .? - Yeah.

You had no reason to leave in between those times?

I left when I left.

- Like I said. - And can anyone confirm that?

- I suppose so. - Well, like who? Paul Eyre?

Yeah. Paul and others.

Well, is there a girlfriend?

Anyone special who can verify your movements?

What's all this got to do with my car?

We have reason to believe your Mini was involved in

an accident last night.

What sort of accident?

A young woman was injured.

Your car could be with Scenes of Crime for quite some time.

Hi.

Hey, thought I'd make a start.

Sorry I'm late.

Surgery went on and on.

And I called in to see Sandra Proctor on the way back.

Oh, she's been discharged? That's good news.

Yeah. She's gonna miss her secretarial exams though.

Oh.

Any luck finding the driver?

No. But we've got the car. It was stolen and abandoned in a field.

A Mini Cooper belonging to Roy Seddon's son.

Oh. The lad that drives through the village like a lunatic.

- That's the one. - He claims it was stolen

at the time of the accident?

- While he was at a dance. - That's convenient.

- Mm. - Come on. I'll finish those.

No, no. Nearly done.

You had anything to do with the Eyre family?

On Valley Road? Yes, a little.

As I remember them, they were a decent family.

Yeah. I think so. Why do you ask?

well, Paul Eyre's a close friend of Alan Seddon.

He reckons Paul will corroborate his story.

- So? - I reckon Seddon's the sort

that could get his mates to say anything he wants.

Oh, just the man. Find the Home Service for me, will you, David?

I thought you were gonna move these boxes.

You can't get in the front door.

All right. Keep your hair on.

Soon as I get a spare moment I'll see to it.

Where's me tea?

In the bag, I hope.

Where have you been anyway? I'd given you up.

I've been working.

I've been pretty busy myself, David.

Where's the macaroons?

They didn't have any.

I said if they didn't have macaroons

you were to buy Garibaldis.

Can't you do the simplest thing?

Yes, I can, when I haven't got everything else to flippin' well do!

You what?

I've got to pick me fares up!

I'm running here, there and everywhere for you.

- Now I've got to do your shopping! - My shopping?

Don't you eat here?

Well, yeah, only when I make it meself!

Well!

Well, I'm fed up!

I only asked you to tune the wireless, David.

Yeah, well, from now on, you can tune it yourself.

Because I am resigning!

Resigning?

- Yes. - Well, from what?

You work for yourself.

Yeah. Well, from now on, I'm gonna be working for Mr Turner.

Topsy Turner?!

Yeah. He's already asked me.

You are going to give up running your own taxi business

to become a window cleaner's mate?

I've never heard the like.

Right.

If you think it's so great driving a taxi...

..have a go yourself!

Paul? Rob Walker.

Hello.

I think the last time we spoke you were about that high.

Aye, I remember. Just.

Your foreman says it's OK to have a quick word.

Right.

We're trying to find out who took Alan Seddon's car.

He says you were with him when he found it was gone.

Yeah.

- About what time was that? - About quarter to eleven.

I understand he gave you a lift TO the dance?

Yeah. Me and his girlfriend.

From the time that you arrived to when he found the car missing,

was Alan at the dance? - Yeah.

You're certain about that?

Yeah, but it were a dance. We weren't glued together, like.

But you couldn't swear he was there all the time?

I suppose not.

What about his girlfriend? Was she with him?

- You'd have to ask her. - Erm... Hayley Felton?

- Is she his steady? - More or less.

Bit of money, fast car. He must be pretty popular with the girls.

Anyway, best let you get on. Give my regards to your folks.

- What's this, then? - Oh...

I've just been thinking, Mr Turner.

I'd like to take you up on your offer.

If you still want me.

Well, well.

Put it there. Change of heart, eh?

Well, you'll not regret it, I'll tell you that, David.

Window cleaning's not just a job, you know.

Oh, no, no, it's a vocation.

Bringing light into people's lives, I call it.

Let me look at your boots.

No, no, no, no. They're too smooth.

I'll get you some safety boots with a proper tread.

Meanwhile, you work the small ladder. And I'll go upstairs.

You have the advantage over me, Mr Seddon.

My officers haven't reported back yet.

Well, I'm telling you. They came to interrogate him

without his mother or me being present.

I'm sure their main aim was to inform your son

that the car had been recovered.

Rubbish. From the slant of their questions,

it's obvious they thought Alan had something to do with

the accident to that girl.

Many others will be questioned over the incident.

A hit-and-run is a very serious matter.

All the more reason to use some nous.

- Good morning. - Possibly.

- Why, what's up? - Roy Seddon's in with the boss.

I don't think he liked you questioning his lad on his own.

- Yes, sir. Can I help? - The name's Proctor.

My daughter was injured in a hit-and-run accident.

I hear you've found the car.

It's OK, Geoff. I've been working on this case.

- Mr Proctor. - Roy Seddon's lad's, isn't it?

We're waiting for Scenes of Crime to report

before we can be sure of any details.

- We all know who it belongs to. - Yes.

Well, the owner says his car was stolen the night of the accident.

Yeah.

Is that what HE says?

Walker?

This is Mr Proctor, Sarge. Sandra Proctor's father.

The girl HIS son ran off the road.

Steady on, Mr Proctor. We've only just started the investigation.

I can already smell a cover-up.

I'd mind what I said if I were you.

My son had nothing to do with the accident.

Oh, well. Case closed. Councillor Seddon has spoken.

I appreciate you're upset.

You can stuff your sympathy.

Ever since you bought him that lethal w*apon,

that lad 's been a menace.

Everyone knew it and this lot did nothing.

This isn't helping.

You know what, his lad should be locked up

for what he's done to my daughter. - I think you've said enough.

Too near the truth, is it?

Walker, show Mr Proctor to the interview room, would you?

You lot can cover this up all you like.

But unless you lot sort this lad out, I will.

This way please, sir.

- Sorry about that. - Yes.

We'll be in touch.

Kid gloves, I said.

Sorry, Sarge. But when we called, his mum was upstairs in the bath.

Then you should have waited.

Has your witness been able to corroborate Seddon's story?

Paul Eyre was at the dance, but they weren't together all evening.

So he could have gone missing for half an hour.

Yeah. Seddon's girlfriend might be able to fill in the gaps.

Well, when you've talked to her, report back.

- I don't want this to go cold. - Sarge.

Same applies to you, Younger. Find out who was at that dance.

- Somebody must have seen something. - Right.

- Er... Sergeant Miller? - Yes?

I'll get on with it.

Hello. How was your day?

Well, it was great.

Erm... What can I smell?

Fish supper.

I got it from t'chippy, specially.

- Will it do you? - Oh, not half!

But first, an aperitif.

- Are you not having one? - Perhaps just a little drop,

as a nightcap.

Nightcap?!

- It's only half-past six. - I know, but, er...

I'm ready for bed.

I'm too tired to eat, I think.

If you can manage mine as well, just... just help yourself.

Night, then.

Well, I suppose it was only a matter of time

before Alan Seddon did some serious harm.

Isn't he supposed to be innocent until he's proven guilty?

Hm. Nothing innocent about that lad,

believe me.

David, over here.

- What can I get you? - Oh, a bitter, please, Mr Turner.

- A pint of your best, Gina, love. - OK.

Thank you.

You look a bit down again. What's up?

- Oh, it's Aunt Peggy. - It would be.

She's trying to keep the taxi business running on her own, but...

I just don't think she's up to it.

David, you're a good lad to keep thinking about other people,

but sometimes you've got to put yourself first.

She was dog tired tonight.

And how are you?

I'm fine.

Exactly.

A full day's work, and I bet you enjoyed it, didn't you?

Like I said, it's a sweet life on them ladders, eh?

And it doesn't end there. There's perks.

- There you go. - Thanks.

So what's the latest, then?

Oh, forget it. He's like a clam.

You know I can't talk about ongoing enquiries, Oscar.

I've told him information is a matter of give and take.

- Hi, Rosie. Are you working late? - Yeah. Done now, though.

- I'll have a half, please, Gina. - You should have a word with Rosie.

She was at the dance.

Wh... What's this?

Yeah, Rob's been making enquiries about the hit-and-run

involving Alan Seddon's car. He claims it was nicked

from outside the dance. Is that right?

- Did you see him at the dance? - Yeah.

Too obnoxious to miss.

♪ Because I saw her today

♪ I saw her face...

- And who's she gawping at? - How should I know?

Not much you don't. You've been that busy making eyes at her,

you've not listened to a word I've said.

- I must be the only one who hasn't. - And what's that supposed to mean?

It means put your brain into gear and give your mouth a rest.

♪ Needles and pins...

What's going on, eh?

She's doing my head in. Listen, I'll see you in a minute.

♪ Like needles and pins

♪ Needles and pins... ♪

- What was this row about? - The usual, I think. Another girl.

Someone stood near the stage.

Would you recognise her if you saw her again?

I dunno.

I were too busy enjoying myself. But... Geoff might.

- Geoff? - Geoff Younger.

He was there. Why, didn't he tell you?

I saw nothing, Sarge.

- You saw nothing? - Nothing that might help.

- Were you intoxicated? - No.

Weren't you supposed to be going to see your granny in hospital?

Well, she got better... unexpectedly.

Did you know anyone at the dance?

Only Rosie Cartwright, really.

Where were you when they discovered the car was missing?

- Oh, I must've been on my way home. - Are you sure about that?

Because, judging by your powers of observation,

you could have been on the bonnet. - I'm sorry, Sergeant,

I've been racking my brains. But nothing of note happened.

To a born copper, Younger, something is always happening.

I... I did hear a fella throwing up in the gents.

Really?

He were foreign.

- French, I think. - How very interesting(!)

Well, he did ask.

Oh, thanks, Mr Garner.

Alan Seddon called for you in his Mini to take you to the dance.

- Yeah. - What time did you arrive?

About half eight. We made a detour to pick up Paul Eyre.

And you and Alan were together all the time?

- How do you mean? - It's a simple question, Hayley.

A witness claims you and Alan had a row and you stormed off.

- So it's obviously no secret. - What was it about?

- I think that's my business. - This is a serious matter, Hayley.

We need to know what happened that evening.

LAUGHTER

APPLAUSE ON DANCE FLOOR

♪ The only time I feel all right is by your side

♪ Girl, I want to be with you all of the time

♪ All day and all of the night

♪ All day and all of the night

♪ All day and all of the night ♪

So you can't be sure that Alan didn't leave the dance

at some time during the evening?

I saw him at the beginning and at the end,

but I didn't see him for about an hour in-between.

- But you've no idea where he was? - No.

Hello, Mr Scripps. Is Rosie about?

Rosemary?

PC Younger for you.

- Five minutes. - Thank you.

Hiya. What's up?

I'm just collecting information about the dance the other night.

- What sort of information? - Well, names, incidents.

Anything which might help us find out who nicked Alan Seddon's car.

You told Rob he had a row with his girlfriend.

Yeah, he were eyeing up another girl.

You were stood right near. Didn't you see?

No.

No, I must...

I must have been looking somewhere else. Do you know her name?

Denise somebody.

And did you see her and Seddon together?

Er, they had a dance, I think.

To tell you the truth, I were too busy enjoying myself.

By the sounds of it, so were you, too.

Yes, yes, I was, yeah.

You said you didn't leave the dance.

That's what I said.

We have a statement from a person close to you

who said that you went missing for up to an hour.

What, Hayley Felton?

I finished with her. That's why she said that.

Well, can you account for your movements around that time

and who you were with?

I think Alan had better come down to the station.

And perhaps you'd like to contact a solicitor.

David, you've missed a window round the back.

- I'll be with you in a minute. - Is he getting in them corners?

Oh, I'm making sure of that.

- He seems to be enjoying himself. - Oh, early days.

Wait till the novelty wears off.

I see you're managing to keep the taxi running.

Well, for the present.

I only hope I haven't expired before he sees sense.

- Auntie. - Ooh, somebody's eating healthy.

Oh, yeah, I got these from the greengrocer's.

They're on the house on account of how we do his windows.

- What Mr Turner calls a "perk". - Perk, eh?

I've told him the only thing he's getting off me is hot water.

Come on, David, I'll show you what I'm talking about.

Oh, hello. Sorry, er...

Can I help you, miss?

- Is Alan Seddon here? - And why would you want to know?

I've heard he's in trouble.

And you are...?

Denise Bailey.

If I said what happened, can it stay private?

How did you know Alan was here?

He phoned me, just before you brought him in.

Why did he do that?

He knew I'd get to know and wanted me to keep away.

He's scared my boyfriend'll find out about me and Alan at the dance.

Your boyfriend?

The guitarist in the band.

I see.

But as we understood it, you and Alan went missing

halfway through the evening. Did he take you for a spin in the Mini?

- No. - No?

Isn't that how he impresses the young girls?

- I don't know. - But you did leave the dance?

Only as far as the back staircase.

♪ ..and all of the night

♪ All day and all of the night ♪

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you. This next one's called Wild Thing.

This way.

She could be covering for him.

True, but... I believed her.

Hmm.

What about the boyfriend?

Could he have stolen the car out of revenge?

Not if he was on stage at the critical time.

- Check it out. - Right.

And go and see Alan Seddon. Tell him that she's been.

And tell him to stop wasting our time.

- Let him go? - Yeah.

Back to square one.

- Any progress? - Possibly.

Course, it won't be any good for you-know-who.

You take things too much to heart, lad.

The youngest one in the duty room

always gets the mucky end of the mop. It's a tradition.

It's not just that, Alf.

Truth is, I'm not sure I'm up to the job.

We've all thought the same, Geoff.

None of us ever really know,

until we get right up against it.

But from what I see, you'll do well enough.

Do you really think so?

Yes, I do.

Oh, er Sarge, er, Mr Proctor phoned

to see if we'd charged Seddon.

You'd better let him know the latest.

- Something to report, Younger? - Yes, Sergeant.

Bit of a break-through on the girl Seddon was chatting up at the dance.

- Oh? - Her name's Denise.

As soon as I've got her surname, you'll be informed.

I think I might be able to help you out there, Geoff.

- You should really be in bed. - Oh, no.

I'm best down here for now.

What's happened?

Your aunt's laid up with a bad back, David.

How did that happen?

I picked up a fare at the station

and she had more cases than Zsa Zsa Gabor's had husbands.

And now I can't move a muscle.

Couldn't you have got someone to help you?

Oh, no.

No, not now I'm on my own.

Well, for now all I can recommend is bed rest and paracetamol.

If it's not better at the weekend, give me a ring.

Thank you, Doctor. Yeah, well...

I'm sorry about this, David.

Oh, well. It can't be helped.

I'm gonna have to have a word with Mr Turner, though.

Oh, now don't you go doing anything hasty.

I can't carry on if you can't move.

Oh, it is a problem, I agree.

Any... Ooh.

Anyway, how was your day?

Awful. I got something stuck on my shammy.

- How do you mean? - It was grease, or something.

I smeared it all over the pub windows

and had to wash them over and over again.

Oh, dear.

Yeah. I'm done in now.

Still, I'd better get us some tea on, eh?

Oh, no. no, don't go to any trouble for me.

There's a pie in the larder. That'll do fine.

What about my car?

It's still with Scenes of Crime officers.

So how do I get home?

You could always take the bus.

- You recognise him now? - Yeah.

COUGHING AND RETCHING

Pierre?

Are you all right?

Pierre.

David. David!

David!

David!

Agh!

(SPLUTTERS)

David!

This pie is charcoal.

It's a miracle we haven't all gone up in flames.

Oh, I'm really sorry. I must have fallen asleep.

Hang on, you're on your feet.

So I am.

Help! Help!

Agh!

Agh. Aagh!

Hello, again, Mr Proctor.

You might remember me, PC Bellamy. And this is PC Younger.

What do you want?

We're investigating an as*ault.

- What's that got to do with me? - Well, the victim was Alan Seddon.

And you remember what you threatened at the station.

What of it?

Could you tell me where you were at : this evening?

Yeah. I was at the British Legion,

playing snooker with Oscar Blaketon.

Mr Proctor has a cast-iron alibi.

Then he paid someone else to do it.

We're excluding nothing.

But perhaps Alan can think of someone else

who might bear him a grudge. - No.

- You'd better hop it. - Yeah.

Thanks for looking in on him.

- See you. - Excuse me, Sarge.

Paul?

Who b*at him up? Denise Bailey's boyfriend?

Look. Alan don't want any more trouble.

Do you do everything he asks?

Denise said you'd keep it quiet about her and Alan.

We didn't tell anyone. So who did?

Hayley?

I've got to go.

Did Alan ever let Hayley drive his Mini?

Yeah. Off road. Why?

I just wondered. Thanks.

Was it you who told Denise's boyfriend about her and Alan?

You knew what he'd do to Alan.

So?

It's over between you two, then?

Well, I er... I reckon you're better off without him.

And what would you know?

Alan, Paul, me and Lyn have been getting on great for months.

Who's Lyn?

Well, that's Paul's girlfriend.

If she'd have been there, none of this would have happened.

Why is that?

Cos Alan listens to her.

Lyn patches up all our rows.

But she wasn't there?

No, she had to swot for an exam.

When the row got out of hand,

I asked Paul to phone and see if she'd come down to the dance.

And did he?

Yeah. And he said she'd come.

But she never turned up.

You told us that Alan went missing from the dance for about an hour.

Does that mean you were there all night?

Yeah. But why?

Just want to be clear.

What did Hayley Felton have to say?

Oh-ohh, plenty!

She made Denise Bailey's boyfriend thump Seddon.

Woman scorned, Geoff.

- Listen and learn. - I have, and I've been thinking

about this French fella I told you about.

Well, forget about foreigners,

we think Hayley Felton took the car.

No, no, YOU think she took the car.

Come on, she was livid with Seddon for going with another girl.

She needed a shoulder to cry on, she turned to her best friend Lyn...

Paul Eyre's girlfriend.

Where was she?

Well, at home. Paul phoned on Hayley's behalf,

and Lyn agreed to join them at the dance.

Oh. Right.

But you have to ask yourself...

how did she get there?

Bus?

Too infrequent.

Taxi?

Too expensive, surely.

Well, a lift, then.

Exactly. And while Seddon was off snogging, Hayley took his car

and went to fetch Lyn.

Only to knock Sandra Proctor off her Lambretta, yes?

It's... possible.

Come on! She was out of her mind with jealousy.

I was saying about this bloke called Pierre...

Look, could any of the kids you spoke to

confirm that Hayley Felton never left the dance that night?

I don't know, I didn't ask, but if I could just say summat...

Well, go on, then.

It was when I was in the gents.

Yeees.

Some bloke was puking. You've told us.

Give him a chance!

Alan Seddon came in and he knocked on the cubicle door and he said,

"Pierre, are you all right?"

Now, I didn't think much about it at the time,

but it's just suddenly hit me.

Stand back.

Pierre. That's not his name.

It's his nickname.

Nickname for who?

Paul Eyre.

P. Eyre. Do you geddit?

You little beauty, Geoff. You might have just cracked it.

Well, how? Cos Paul Eyre had some dodgy dinner?

No, not cos he had a dodgy dinner, Phil.

Because...

Well, he was sick with worry. I'd best go and see him.

Well... shouldn't you have a word with his girlfriend first?

I thought Geoff could do that.

Oh. Good idea.

Right.

Call me as soon as you've got her version of events, yeah?

Well, get on with it.

Oh.

I've come to apologise, David.

If at times I haven't shown you enough appreciation...

I am truly sorry.

There. I've said it.

Right.

Better get on, eh?

For pity's sake!

Do you want me on my knees?

Oh... I've made my decision, Aunt Peg, and...

Can you just leave us alone?

I talked to your girlfriend, Lyn.

She confirmed you phoned her the night of the dance.

I'm always phoning her.

But it was more for Hayley Felton's sake, wasn't it?

You told Lyn that you'd organise a lift to the dance for her.

Can't remember.

She got changed, she waited, but nobody turned up.

She said she was expecting Alan.

Did he go to pick her up?

No.

Then who did?

Trust me, Paul.

It's better if it comes from you.

Alan?

What?

- Can we go fetch Lyn? - I thought she couldn't come.

I changed her mind.

Listen, mate, I'm busy.

She can't get here otherwise.

This can't wait, you know.

Here. Take these.

Go on!

TYRES SQUEALING

I pulled up about yards down t'road.

I panicked and I drove off.

I left t'car in a field and ran back to t'dance.

KNOCKING Pierre?

Are you all right? VOMITING

Pierre.

TOILET FLUSHES

Come on.

We'll call my dad. Tell him the car's been stolen.

Where's the car?

My car! The car's gone!

You want to get your things?

♪ Now I go cleaning windows SOBS

♪ To an earn an honest bob

♪ But for a nosy parker it's an interesting job

Are you still here?

- ♪ Now it's a job that... ♪ - Help.

- You what? - I said help!

You want help?

Don't shout it out!

I'm stuck.

How do you mean?

I've just gone all dizzy and I can't move.

Oh, flipping heck!

I'll call the Brigade.

Oh! I don't want everybody finding out.

Oh, all right.

It's all right, I...

You hold on.

I'm coming.

♪ I'd rather have his job than mine...

- Right, lovey. - ♪ When I'm cleaning windows

I'm going to put this foot

on the next rung.

I won't let you fall. That's it.

♪ When I'm cleaning windows ♪

Here again, Mrs Armstrong?

Just passing.

Not holding him up, I hope.

Er, no, Mr Turner, she's not.

Well, why are you still here, David?

It's only windows we clean, you know,

we're not doing brickwork as well.

Mr Turner, I...

I can't work for you anymore.

What? I don't understand.

I... I can't explain it.

I just can't.

Is this your doing?

Not me. He decided all by himself.

For... personal reasons.

I'm sorry to hear it, David.

Yeah.

I'm sorry and all.

It's just... I think it's best that I stick to what I know.

And... those who I know best.

What charges are we looking at, Sergeant?

Paul Eyre will be charged with

driving without a licence and insurance

and failing to stop after an accident.

Your son with aiding and abetting him.

But that's small beer

alongside their attempt to pervert the course of justice

by claiming that the car had been stolen.

All right...

they're both young and I've no doubt

that will be taken into consideration.

Can I see Alan now?

Constable Walker will take you to the interview room.

Oh, and Mr Seddon...

one more thing.

You can rest assured that your son's assailant will be charged.

Younger.

Walker tells me that your alertness helped wrap this case up.

Oh.

Well... it was nothing really.

Oh, well, never mind, then.

Or so it seemed.

Till I realised its importance.

Right, then. Good work. Well done.

Keep it up.

Yes, Sergeant.

Oh, and Younger?

Remember... it's still two sugars in my tea.

Yes, Sergeant.