09x14 - Full Circle

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

DOG BARKS

MAN: What?

TELEPHONE RINGING

Thank you.

MAN LAUGHS

WOMAN: Good morning,Webster's Hotel.

INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING

FLOOR CREAKS

RAYMOND: Three hotels burgledin as many weeks,

results to date,

zero.

I'm not satisfiedwe're doing all we can.

- Well...- I don't want excuses.

I want evidence that leadsto arrest and conviction.

Understood?

BIRDS CHIRPING

PRIEST: Grant as we beseech Thee,O merciful Father,

through Jesus Christ,our mediator and redeemer.

- Amen.- ALL: Amen.

PRIEST: The grace of our Lord,Jesus Christ,

the love of God andthe fellowship of the Holy Ghost,

be with us all ever more.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

SHE WHISPERS INAUDIBLY

Hello?

Are you a relative of Mrs Trotter?

Me? No, not really.

Though I did know her quite well,long ago.

You?

Oh, I was her district nurse.

Maggie Bolton.

Stella Redford.

- Are you staying in Aidensfield?- No, Ashfordly.

Oh.

I arrived yesterday, hopingto see Mrs Trotter, but too late.

- Will you be staying for long?- I'm not quite sure.

Perhaps you could you advise me?

I need the servicesof a good local solicitor.

Oh, yes, Jackie Bradleyat Tomkinson, Ashfordly.

Oh, thanks.

Goodbye.

Buh-bye.

DOG BARKING

CLAUDE: Oh, you gotta behonest, Frank.

It's a perfect fieldfor lurcher racing.

And plenty of parkingfor your punters.

So long as you don't fleece themfor too much rent.

As if! All I need to dois cover me expenses.

Your cut dependson keeping the law off our backs.

It's no problem. Keep your head downand leave the rest to me.

My dog, Slip, is running against

the top drag racing lurchersin the kingdom.

This is my year.Don't disappoint me, Claude.

DOGS BARKING

Take a seat, Mrs Redford.

TELEPHONE RINGS

I'm sorry to show upwithout an appointment.

Well, you said it was urgent

and that Maggie Boltonhad pointed you my way.

Well? How can I help you?

I very badly need to trace someone.

A missing person?

It's a bit more complicated.

A child given up for adoption years ago.

My child, in fact.

Right, thank you.

Sarge, another hotel burglary.Webster's, here in Ashfordly.

Hotel number four.

Someone obviously doesn't think muchof our efforts to deter crime.

I said I'd go straight over.

Take Bellamy with you. We need asmuch manpower on this as possible.

Oh, you've found one, lovely.

It should fit all right.

DOG GROWLS Be quiet. And you!

KNOCK AT DOOR

MAN: Mr Greengrass?

Talk to him, son, talk to him.

DOG BARKS

Good boy, talk to him!

BARKING CONTINUES

Go on, tell him off!

DOG GROWLS

BARKING CONTINUESENGINE REVVS

Good lad!I shall have to buy you a licence!

- What's this?- Who's that, then?

Who, him? Piggott.

The latest memberof the council Gestapo.

COUGHS

"Imperative we discuss the ratere-evaluation of your property."

What does that mean?

They're making outI run a business from home.

You do run a business from home.

You repeat that in mixed companyand I'll post you to Australia!

Get the gear out so we can showPargoe where his money's going.

IRON ROD CLINKS

When did you arrive, Mrs Redford?

Yesterday.

And the missing money, jewellery?

Did any of the staffsee you handling it?

I don't think so, no.

Have you informed anyone

of your movements recently,Mrs Redford?

No. Why do you ask?

No other roomsin the hotel were burgled.

Either the burglar was lucky,

or he knew you'd left the hotel.

I don't know.I just want the wallet back.

There's a photograph in itthat's irreplaceable.

A picture of a little girl, months old.

I really must have it back.

Fingers do slip, you know.

Anyway, I sorted it out.

See the idea, Gina,is to get it right,

each time, every time.

Can I remind you, Oscar?

Running the pubhappens to be my business.

- Who was that?- That's Pargoe.

GINA: Who?

Frank Pargoe.

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

Don't just stand there,go and get it!

Hello, Frank. We're winning.

What's up?

I've been spotted by Oscar Blaketon.

You've let Blaketon see you?

Was I to knowhe'd be set up in a boozer?

You know what Blaketon is like.

We'll have half the coppersin North Yorkshire round here!

Word's gone out.I can't back off now, Claude.

Well, neither can I.I've got me overheads.

We shall haveto think of a way to distract 'em.

- Like what?- I don't know.

Give them something to chew on

so they don't botherabout us gambling.

I don't know, you've never metLord Ashfordly, have you?

I don't quite see eye to eyewith the landed gentry.

Oh? I think you'll enjoywhat I've got in mind then.

All right, Oscar, I'll pass it on.

Sarge, we've just had a reportthat Pargoe's back on our patch.

Should we know the name?

Pargoe's notorious.He's a travelling type

who runs coursingon trespassed land.

It's big money stuff,lots of illegal betting.

I'm not interested in rumoursof trespassing dogs, Ventress.

I am interestedin solving actual, serious crime.

Like burglary.

Oh, Mike, someone dropped off thisfor you at the station.

It was found in the gutterby Webster's Hotel.

Mrs Redford's.

Could be.

Well, thanks, Alf,I'll let her know.

Hello?

POSH ACCENT Would it be possible to speak

to Lord Ashfordly, please?

No, he doesn't know me,

but I'm sure he'd like to hearwhat I have to say.

It's to do with his big sh**t week.

Would you inform himthat a man called Pargoe,

yes, is coursing a pack of lurchersthrough his Lordship's covers?

HANGS UP THE PHONEGAGS

Now, all we've got to do is dropthis bit of bait for Blaketon,

stand back and watchthe wotsit hit the thingamabob.

Come on, come on, look up.That's me boy.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

MUSIC PLAYING

You're early.

Hello, you. Come here.

- I've got things to do.- Come on.

Put him in there.

Come on, sweetheart.

Oh, you play with teddy one minute

while I talk to Daddy.

Right, close your eyes.Come on, close your eyes!

Turn around.

There you go.

For me?

You thought I forgot aboutmy birthday girl, didn't you?

Oh!

It's lovely.

Is that all I get?

Parents trying to findtheir children,

and children looking fortheir natural parents. It's tricky.

Well, you know the laws of adoptionbetter than I do Jackie.

Yes, but I have to cover all angles.

Have you known anyoneget round the system, Maggie?

No, I've treatedquite a few who've tried,

but none who've succeeded.

KNOCK AT DOOR It's all right, I'll get it.

Mrs Redford?

- I got your message.- MICHAEL: Er, yes, yes.

A wallet was handed in,but I was going to see you tomorrow.

I was in the area

and, well, I'd feel happierif I had it now.

- MICHAEL: sure. Please, do come in.- Thanks.

Mrs Redford, I know you and Maggiehave already met.

Hello.

So I'll, er, I'll get the wallet.

Have you had a chanceto look into my situation?

Not in any great detail yet.

Maggie's dealt with parentsin your situation.

What are my chances, Maggie?

Well, erm, to be honest, not good.

The wallet, Mrs Redford.

Oh, yes, that's it. Thanks.

It was taken just days before I...

I last saw her.

Her name's Emma.

What a beautiful child.

I think about her all the time.

VOICE TREMBLING

How she is,what kind of a life she has.

SHE CRIES

I'm sorry.

JACKIE: It's all right,it's all right. Come and sit down.

Sit down.

It's all right.

Landlord,pour us a couple of Scotches.

And make 'em big 'uns.

OSCAR: You're pushingyour luck, Greengrass!

Parading yourselfin the company of Pargoe.

Well, if that's your attitudetowards me friend,

I'll take him somewhere else.Come on, Frank.

OSCAR: Whatever you're planning,just forget it.

Ashfordly Policehave had their card marked.

Let's hope they don't know aboutthe ones we've got up our sleeve.

HE LAUGHS

- GINA: Claude?- OSCAR: Hey, Gina!

What is it?

"Private and confidential."

OSCAR: It's a mapof the Ashfordly Estate.

HE CHUCKLES

We've got him.

I feel such a fool.

Don't mind us.

We'll meet tomorrow with Maggieand go through it step by step.

I just want to see my child again.

That's not too much to ask, is it?

Poor woman,she's desperate to see her daughter.

I think I can guess why.

Those pills in her bagare very powerful painkillers.

- Well, how serious is it?- Terminal.

Mr Greengrass?

Hello?

Guess who that was.Sergeant Craddock.

- For me?- No, he wants to see me.

- What about?- Well, he didn't say.

Well, I don't think I approve of youdating another copper, Mrs Bradley.

I've got no choice.

MICHAEL: Mmm.

He outranks you.

SHE CHUCKLES

I presume you know the purposeof my visit, Mrs Bradley?

In this job, I never presume.

It's about Mrs Craddock.

I don't believe in divorce,

but if it came to it, I wouldappreciate knowing my position.

That's easily done.

What I still don't understandis why Penny

would throw awaya perfectly happy marriage.

Well, would she,if the marriage was perfectly happy?

She approved of my career.

She wanted for nothing.

She was the centre of my life.

If that's not a happy marriage,what is?

SONG: 'Do You Love Me?'by The Tremeloes

♪ You broke my heart

♪ Cos I couldn't dance

♪ You didn't even want me around

♪ But now I'm back ♪

BILLY: Aidensfield?

♪ To let you knowthat I can really shake 'em down

♪ Do you love me?

♪ I really do

♪ Do you love me?

♪ I think that I do

♪ Do you love me?

♪ Do you really love me? ♪

You're right about that Slip.

He's a flying machine.

I told you,this is the year I clean up.

Don't forgetwho helped with the training.

You'll be coining it inhand over fist.

CAR HONKS

PARGOE: Hmm.

Starting withthe field rents from the lads.

CLAUDE:: They're quick off the mark,aren't they?

Don't forget, they are gonna knowthe scores.

I want this lurcher coursing eventon the Ashfordly Estate

to be the worst kept secretin Yorkshire.

TELEPHONE RINGS I just wondered if you had

enough time to ask...- Ashfordly Police Station.

Oh! Lord Ashfordly.Er, yes, we know.

- Yes.- ..talk to the hotel.

ALFRED: Yes.

Yes. Yes, we, er..we know about Pargoe.

I think you better have a wordwith Sergeant Craddock.

- I'll put you through straightaway.- No, I've got a pen.

- What seems to be the problem?- Lord Ashfordly.

He is convinced that Pargoeis going to ruin his annual sh**t

by staging a coursing eventon his land.

That was Mr Franklin.

The one who got turned overat Welby Hall Hotel.

It seems he travelledto Ashfordly by train

and then taxied to the hotel.

Mmm. The same as Mrs Redfordat Webster's.

Ventress! Bradley!

I want action on thisPargoe character.

Warn him off the Ashfordly Estate

and inform him that any disturbancewill have the gravest consequence.

I will not tolerateillegal activities

such as unlicensed betting,especially on the Ashfordly Estate.

- How much?- DRIVER: That's ..

GINA: Mr Trotter?

That's right.

Hiya, I'm Gina. We spoke onthe phone when you booked.

I'll show you to your room, eh?

- It's all yours.- Great.

Oh, you didn't sayhow long you wanted to stay.

I'm not sure. Is it a problem?

Not for someone who's comeall the way from Canada.

Only, you're not Canadian, are you?

Not originally.I grew up round here.

Well, welcome back.

Thank you.

Ey, go and hide the bike,here comes plod.

Leave this to me, Frank.

What's this?Butlin's Holiday Camp for lurchers?

Just entertaining a few friendson my own private property, Alf.

Not your usual classof entertainment, Pargoe.

I'm just a man of simple pleasures.

Well, just remember,keep away from the Ashfordly Estate.

If anything disturbstheir pheasants, we'll be back.

Ashfordly Estate? Wouldn't have iton our minds, would we, Frank?

We don't even know where it is,do we, Slip?

Pint, please.

MAN COUGHS Do you have a preference?

Sergeant Blaketon!

Well, it's Oscar Blaketon now,Billy. I've retired.

It's been a long time.

First time I've been back.

Why's that?

My mother's funeral.

But I got here too late.

Well, the last time we met,I'd sent you down for three years.

Yes.

No hard feelings, I hope.

You were doing your job.

How much does a pint costthese days?

I'm putting you two on special duty.

Your orders are to protectthe Ashfordly Estate.

At least until His Lordships VIPshave had their sh**t.

- Is that understood?- BOTH: Yes, Sarge.

BIRDS CHIRPING

MAGGIE: Mr Trotter?

Mr Billy Trotter?

- That's right.- Maggie Bolton.

I was responsiblefor your mother's care.

I see.

Well, thanks for that.

She, er, she kept hopingshe'd see you

before the end.- I got the message too late.

We'd been out of touch a long time.

I know.

Did she tell you why?

She just wanted to see youbefore she died.

She destroyed my life here.Did she tell you about that?

No, but if the ideawas to punish her for it,

take it from me,you certainly succeeded.

INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING

HE SIGHS

ENGINE REVVING

PARGOE: Jump!DOG WHIMPERS

Oh, no, not him again!

You're a very difficult man to find,Mr Greengrass.

You obviously don't lookin the right places.

Mr Palmer wanted for meto check your premises?

It's not me premises, it's me house!

PARGOE: You tell him, Claude.

You deny you use these premisesfor commercial purposes?

Deny it? I don't do it!Who says I do?

We have our sources. Whoa!

- Oh!- Alfred, you naughty boy!

CLAUDE LAUGHS

You haven't heard the last of this!

Next time you come around here,

try not to have a holein your trousers!

I did wonderif Alfred had a purpose in life.

Only when called!

BOTH LAUGH

PHIL: What's the point?They're not going to show, are they?

ALFRED: Ours is not to reason why.

RAUCOUS BIRD CRY

WINGS FLAPPING

Why did you not tryto find Emma before?

I couldn't let my husband know.

She was an illegitimate child.He couldn't have coped with that.

What about Emma's father?

He was a young man I met in Leeds.

I was a student there.

We fell in loveand I became pregnant.

We both wanted Emma,but I found myself on my own.

What? He left you?

Oh, it's a long story.

He ended up in prison.

My parents disowned meso I went to live with his mother.

She hated me, blamed mefor everything. It was horrible.

Did you considerleaving Emma with her?

She didn't want her.

She wanted her sonto be free of us both.

What did he think about that?

He was desperate for herto have Emma.

But he was in prison,what could he do?

Have you seen him since?

His mother said he'd gone to Canada.

Told me how glad she wasI wouldn't see him again.

Poor Billy.

How he must have hated us both.

GINA: Here you go.INDISTINCT CHATTER

Oh, Mike's here.

Er, Mike, it's room six,unforced entry,

no, er, obvious suspects.

Whose room is it?

Well, it's Billy Trotter.That's him over there,

talking to Gina.- Right, thanks, Oscar.

- Gina?- I feel awful, Mike.

Not your fault, Gina.

So, er, Mr Trotter,when did you get here?

Earlier today. Flew in from Canadayesterday, came up by train.

- All the way?- To Ashfordly, from there by cab.

The cab driver, would you recognisehim if you saw him again?

Sure.

Each of the victims

took an Ashfordly cabto their separate hotels.

It's the one common linkin all the burglaries.

A cab driver who also happensto be an expert lock pick.

Well, that, or he sets them up.

I'll ask Mr Trotter and Mrs Redfordif they can identify the driver

of their cabs. If it's the same,we may just have a case, Sarge.

RAYMOND: Hmm.

CLAUDE: Let's see if we can exercisea bit of lurcher lung power.

DOGS BARKING

DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE

They're here!

Oh!

HE GROANS

JACKIE: We are certainly doingwhat we can,

but as I said before, don't hold outa great deal of hope.

Thanks, Jackie.

I'm sorry to break things up,ladies.

It's all right,we were finished anyway.

Er, Mrs Redford, just one thing...

the day you arrived,do you remember,

by any chance, the taxi driverwho took you to the hotel?

I think so, yes.

Can you identify him?

Yes, of course, can I help?

MICHAEL: Very possibly.

Can you come to AshfordlyPolice Station tomorrow morning?

We'll take you and Mr Trotterto the taxi rank and we can...

Mr Trotter?

Yeah. He's a visitor from Canadawho also had his room burgled.

Billy? Here? It's not possible.

I'm sorry?

Mrs Trotter's son.

I spoke to him today.

He's Emma's father, isn't he?

BELL RINGS

Can I help you?

I've come to report an assaultby a vicious dog.

Do you knowthe owner of the dog, sir?

Oh, yes. A Mr Greengrass.

You mean Alfred?

That's it. Savage brute!

He wants putting downas a public menace.

Bingo!

Mr Piggott claims thathe was att*cked by Alfred

on Greengrass' property,and he has the wound to show for it.

Any witnesses?

Well, Pargoe was therewith four of his dogs,

including that champion lurcher.

I am listening, Ventress.

Well, I'd like to impoundhis dogs as well,

you know, to use as evidence.

On what grounds?

Well, let's say I suspectthat they were involved

in the attack on Mr Piggott too.TELEPHONE RINGS

And how longwould you keep them locked up?

Only as long as it takesto establish their innocence.

Or until Lord Ashfordly's sh**t safely behind us.

I see. Excellent idea, Ventress.

Well, I'll leave thatin your capable hands.

DOOR OPENS

Mrs Redford, er,our other witness, Mr Trotter.

How are you, Billy?

Fine. You?

I didn't think you'd come.

I thought about it.

But I couldn't risknot seeing you again.

No? Why?

To tell you how sorry I amfor what happened.

It's past and done now.

No one owes anyone anything.

Not even an explanation?

No.

Or excuses.

DOG WHIMPERSDOGS BARK

Get on!

That Piggott's a lying toad,you know.

Alfred wouldn't doanything like that.

- Oh, Mr Piggott bit his own bum?- He's got enough neck!

What's it got to do with my dogs?

They were accessories.Anyway, if they're feeling lonely,

you can come and visit them in jail.

ENGINE STARTS

Some genius, you are!

I'm glad you're aware of it.Don't worry, I'll sort it out.

I want my dog Slip out of there,otherwise it's all off,

and no play, no pay.

Right, Claude?

SHEEP BLEATING

That's him.

Mrs Redford?

Yes, the same driver.

HORN BLARING

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

PC Bellamy, Ashfordly Police.

- Are you the driver of that cab?- That's right.

- Peter Miller?- Look, what's this about?

You're under arrest, sir.

MUSIC: 'I'm A Believer'by The Monkees

Pete?

- Mrs Miller?- ANNA: Yeah.

Sergeant Craddock, Ashfordly Police.

We've come to search your flat.

It's a mistake, Anna.

So are you denying thatAlfred att*cked Mr Piggott?

Not necessarily, no.

I just want you to seeif you can get Alfred off death row

and get the other dogsreleased and all.

- How?- Take my case on and I'll tell you.

TELEPHONE RINGS If you know how, why hire me?

Because for some strange reason,I don't think they'd listen to me.

Not only that, but you're prettier.

HE LAUGHS

You confirm that you took Mr Trotterto the Aidensfield Arms?

Yes. But I came straight backto Ashfordly.

MICHAEL: Sarge?

I found it in the bedroom.

That's mine,a present from my husband.

It matches the descriptionof the necklace

stolen two days agofrom Webster's Hotel.

The owner of the necklace

identified you as her cab driverwho took her there.

Do we really need herto identify this as well?

ANNA: Pete?

Don't make it worse, please.

I need a solicitor.

What sort of man did you marry?

He was older, a good man.

Not perfect, but then, who is?

And you?

I got married ten years ago.

Wonderful woman.

She really helped me buryall the bad things in my life.

I'm glad.

- Do you have children?- No.

But that's OK.

I looked for youafter I got out of prison.

I didn't want to be found, Billy.

Later, when I really understoodwhat I'd done to you and Emma,

it was too late.

Your accomplice, what's his name?

Derek Preston.He suckered me into this.

Didn't refuse your share though,did you?

My client is cooperating, sergeant.No need to intimidate him.

How do you contact Derek?

If I think the fare's loaded,

I leave a telephone message,you know, the hotel,

a description of the fare,a name if possible.

Would you be willingto leave one more message, Pete?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Pete's been charged,but he's cooperating,

and that's good news for him.

- Can I see him?- Yes, of course.

Come on.

We're off.

Mike, look at this.

Tell me I'm not seeing things.

It's the same picture,it's the same child.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Daddy!

Mr Miller.

OFFICER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY

CAR DOOR CLOSES

Come on.

CHILD CRIES Here you go.

Anna, is this you?

Yeah. My parents gave it to mebefore they got divorced.

They said I had it with mewhen I was adopted.

You always knew you were adopted?

Yeah. They told mewhen I was still young.

Have you ever thoughtabout your natural parents?

What's to think?They must've hated me.

Why do you say that?

Why else dump me?

It's the one thingI've always wanted to ask them.

Well, what if you could ask them?

The chance'd be a fine thing.

Once you're adopted, that's it.They might as well be dead.

But if it was possible?

This isn't just curiosity, is it?

I'm serious.

She's willing to see us?

Yes.

Billy?

I don't think we should.

Why?

Stella, we dumped our kid.

It doesn't matter how or why.

You don't understand.I must see her.

For whose sake? Yours or Emma's?

MAGGIE: Maybe you should tell Billythe real reason.

I'm a nurse, Stella.

These pills you carry aroundin your handbag,

I know what they mean.

We'll leave you to it.

Room service, sir.We've had a complaint.

Sorry, the room wasn'tto your satisfaction, sir,

but we have madealternative arrangements.

At no cost to you whatsoever.

Oh, hello, Jackie.

Hello. Who's handlingthe Piggott case?

Me.

Did Mr Piggottformally identify Alfred?

By name. Why?

Other dogs were presentduring the alleged attack

and my client insistson an ID parade.

What client? You mean Greengrass?

Yes. Please arrange it,will you, Alf?

That must be him. That's the one.

Alfred. Satisfied?

- No.- What seems to be the problem?

I believe Mr Piggott'soriginal statement stated

that the attacking dogwas called Alfred,

but didn't specifywhat the dog in question

actually looked like.

Mr Piggott's just picked out Alfredfrom an identification parade.

JACKIE: No, Alfred drew attentionto himself.

Describing an attacker by name alonedoesn't constitute proof of guilt.

The fact is that Mr Piggott failedto provide a description of the dog,

because he wasn't surewhich one bit him.

I'm afraid these dogshave been mistakenly detained.

Hand the dogs back, men.

- What about me?- You heard what the law requires.

I'm sorry, but you failedto provide it, Mr Piggott.

Very clever, but that's notthe end of the matter.

End of the matter?

It's the end that's been bityou ought to worry about!

CLAUDE LAUGHS

Well done, Mrs Bradley. I thinkwe ought to go into partnership.

HE LAUGHS

KNOCK AT DOOR

DOOR OPENS

- MAGGIE: Come in.- JACKIE: Hi, Maggie.

MAGGIE: Come in.

Anna, this is your mother,Stella Redford.

Hello, Anna.

And your father, Billy Trotter.

What am I supposed to say to you?

It's your mother and Iwho have to explain.

- Anna...- I want to understand, that's all.

We both wanted you very much.

Both loved you.

So why dump me?

You were my parents, you weresupposed to look after me.

Not give me away to people'cause you couldn't be bothered.

I hate you for thatand I always have.

ANNA SOBS

Right, leave it to us.We owe you, Oscar.

Sarge, Oscar's heardfrom three different sources.

There's an army of themand their dogs

about to descendon the Ashfordly Estate.

- When?- ALFRED: Today, this afternoon.

Right, Ventress, alert the men

we're draftinginto the Ashfordly Estate.

Bellamy, your responsiblefor the concealment

of police vehicles up there.

And, Bradley, make arrangementsfor the emergency detention tonight

of a large number of men and dogs.

TELEPHONE DIALS

'All right, hold onto your dogs!Hold on!'

Six to four, the field!Six to four, the field.

On your mark!

CLAUDE: 'OK. Are you ready?Off you go!'

ALL CHEER

DOGS BARKINGALL CHEERING

MAN: Come on!

DOGS BARKING

Get your foot down, David,they're catching it.

Get your foot down!

ALL CHEER

HE PANTS

OFFICER OVER RADIO:'Control to Delta Alpha -.'

'Control to Delta Alpha -.'

Delta Alpha -, receiving.

PARGOE: ...seven and a half to five.

Give me quid on Slip.

You're kidding!

CLAUDE ON MEGAPHONE:'We've come to the open race,

'it's the big one of the day

'and the runners are

'Slip, Harmer, Donna and Nadine.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

CLAUDE: This isa really important race.

I want a straight lineor we don't go. A straight line.

From the back. There you go,there you go.

DOGS HOWL

ALL CHEER

MAN: Go, yes!

CHEERING CONTINUES

MUSIC: 'Pictures of Matchstick Men'by Status Quo

HE PANTS Sarge, just heard on the blower.

Report of a massive disturbanceover at Greengrass' land.

Disturbance?

Boisterous crowds, lurcher racing,

and gambling.

An event for the books, this, eh?

Thank you.

A pleasure to do businesswith a master of his craft, eh?

ENGINE REVVS

Better late than never!HE LAUGHS

♪ Mirages of matchstick men and you

♪ All I ever see is them and you ♪

STELLA: You've all been far kinderthan I deserved.

Stella!

It's a habit of you, isn't it?Leaving without saying goodbye.

- We'll take your bags for you.- STELLA: Thank you.

Billy, I doubtif we'll see each other again.

How long have they given you?

Less than three months.

But it's Anna I want to talk about.

I don't knowwhat your plans for her are.

Only that I want to try to bea father to her.

Be there for her.

I've had my wish.

But if I had another, it would beto share a little of that with you.

I'll be doing itfor both of us, Stella.

TRAIN TOOTS

I must go. Goodbye, Billy.

Goodbye, Stella.

SHEEP BLEATING

GRAVEL CRUNCHES

Isn't it about timeyou had some brakes on that thing?

What's that?

That's for you, Mr Greengrass.

That chap Mr Piggott, he stopped me

and said I've to give thatto you personally.

Did he?Probably a letter of apology.

PAPERS RUFFLING

I'll swing for the swine.

Why? What's he done?

What he's been threatening to do.

He's put this placeon a business rating.

And he's backdated it five years.

Hey, come here.

HE GRUNTS

What would you do if you woke upone morning to find I'd gone,

you know, like Stella?- Me? Well, I'd go back to sleep.

HE LAUGHS I'm being serious.

No, seriously.

Seriously?

I'd... I'd start looking for you.

How long for?

Well, that dependson exactly how much sleep I'd had.

Ow!

Mike, answer the question.

- Mmm.- Answer the question.

Well...

Answer the question!