10x09 - Fallen Heroes

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

SONG ON CAR RADIO: 'Sunny Afternoon' by The Kinks

♪ The taxman's taken all my dough ♪

TYRES SCREECH

LOUD CRASHING

♪ ..sunny afternoon

♪ And I can't sail my yacht

♪ He's taken everything I've got... ♪

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Mr Todd. Cooperate please, sir,

otherwise the bailiffs will have to force an entry.

You're wasting your time, Sergeant. I'm not opening that door.

WOMAN: You tell him, Henry.

You'd think they'd have something better to do.

I promised to take Gina for a nice birthday treat to a restaurant.

Dead easy, I thought.

But they're all booked up, every one.

Ah, promise in haste, repent at leisure.

Help me, Alf. I'm in trouble.

Well, you could always take her for a stroll along Whitby Pier.

Mrs Ventress's favourite birthday treat, that.

And it costs nowt. TELEPHONE RINGS

ALFRED: Ashfordly Police.

Er, where's that, sir?

Right.

And could I have your name, sir?

Hello?

Hmm.

HANGS UP PHONE

There's been a crash on Valley Edge Road.

There's only one car involved, but the driver's unconscious.

You radio Craddock. I'll phone Maggie.

I hope it isn't a hoax.

Well, he rung off when I asked his name.

TELEPHONE DIALS

I told you before, Sergeant. You're wasting your time.

RAYMOND: Mr Todd...

Talk to him, Mrs Bradley. Tell him He's made his point.

He won't open the door.

Does he want it broken down and his property seized?

Sarge, accident reported on Valley Edge Road.

- Driver reported hurt. - Deal with it, Bradley.

Your client cannot defy a court order indefinitely.

Mr Todd refuses to pay his fines on his rights

until the Council promised to meet his demands.

It's a matter of principle, sergeant.

Oh, I'm all for principle,

but not at the expense of public order.

MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING

CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT

- How is he? - Hard to say.

He'll have an X-ray and be admitted for observation.

Well, if he asks, tell him we've got his property.

- OK. See you later. - See you.

CROWD CHATTERING

GINA: I can put them anywhere I like?

Yeah, anywhere. I'll even close me eyes.

That's it, you're there.

Done it.

Now watch closely.

SHE GASPS

That's brilliant! How'd you do that?

Oh, it's magic, isn't it?

Well, they're not the same cards, Gina. They just look the same.

You see, he took these two from the top and the bottom of the pack.

Didn't you, Bernie?

SHE SIGHS You cheat!

You've lost your sense of wonder, Oscar.

Yeah. And you've run out of time-wasting.

That was Mike Bradley on the phone.

He wants you to recover a crashed car.

Says you'll find it just off the Valley Edge Road.

HE SIGHS No rest for the wicked!

Come on. I'll need you to watch my back. Traffic and such.

No, no, I've finished for the day, Mr Scripps.

You can help me out, can't you?

We never close, that's our golden rule.

I'm only doing this till Mr Greengrass

gets back from training that horse up.

Dragging me out all hours of day and night.

Mr Reese? Hello, Maggie Bolton.

- Has the doctor spoken to you yet? - He says it's nothing serious.

No, no, just shock and mild concussion.

What's happened to my car? No one will tell me anything.

My things in the car, my cases. Who's got them?

The police have recovered your property.

They're arranging to have your car towed

to the garage at Aidensfield.

How long do I have to stay here?

Oh, overnight, just for routine observation.

You'll be out tomorrow.

Can I make a couple of phone calls?

Yes, of course, I'll arrange it for you.

Try to get some rest.

You were lucky to escape serious injury.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

FOOTSTEPS RECEDING

Ha!

What's that, David?

£ note. It was just lying down there on the grass.

Oh, we're in luck. I'll share it with you.

Oh, but it's not mine.

Well, it is now.

In the words of the old hymn, "It was lost, but now it is found."

I'd think about that one.

Right. I see.

UTENSILS CLANGING

Well, thank you for letting me know, sergeant.

Good night.

What is it?

It's your sergeant. Warning me that Mr Todd has run out of time.

If he doesn't pay up tomorrow, the bailiffs go in.

I'm sure he held off as long as he could.

From smashing up the house of a w*r veteran?

Whose side are you on, Mike?

Oh, come on, Jackie. Nobody wants this.

All Mr Todd has to do is pay his rates.

Yes, and he will.

Once the council agree not to pull down the pavilion.

They can't do that. It's just not how it works.

Mike, it's not just any old pavilion.

It belonged to the original Aidensfield First Eleven.

They were the local cricket team

that volunteered to a man during the First World w*r.

They all died during the first days of battle out there, except one.

Mr Todd is the only survivor.

That pavilion, it's part of village history.

- What's so funny? - You.

Every time the woman's in conflict with the solicitor,

the woman wins hands down. That's a compliment.

HE CHUCKLES Well, thank you.

HORN TOOTS

FRED: Morning, Bernie.

You're early, Fred. What's up, trying to impress the bosses?

HE LAUGHS Here you are, mate.

Hope it's not a bill.

I just deliver 'em, Bernie, I don't read 'em.

CAR ENGINE REVVING

Hey, if it is a bill, it's a big one.

That's what I like about you, young David, you're such an optimist.

What... what is this?

Here, there's almost... there must be quid here!

Hey.

Maybe it's from a secret admirer, like in a film I saw once. It...

Who is it from, then?

It doesn't say, just who it's for.

It's not me, worse luck.

Jenny?

SHE SIGHS

Are you all right?

- I'm fine. - I've been so worried, Danny.

It's just bad luck.

I've had to book us into a hotel for the night.

Don't worry.

Once we're on our way, it'll be as though it never happened.

RAYMOND: Time's up, Mr Todd.

For the last time, will you open this door?

HENRY: You do what you have to.

Hey, you can stop persecuting Henry Todd.

This is for you, Jackie. On behalf of Henry.

Hold it there, gentlemen.

Payment in full of his fines and back rates.

Bernie, is this from you?

Not as such.

- Well, who, then? - Let's just say an anonymous donor.

- MAGGIE: Hello, Gina. Come in. - GINA: Ta.

What's this?

They're for you. Chosen specially for you,

by me, as per Graham's instructions.

- Graham sent these? - Yeah.

He phoned this morning to book a room.

He asked me to buy them for you.

Well, don't you like them?

Oh, yes! They're lovely.

I'd better go and put them in water.

No, no, I understand.

Yeah, it was just a hope. Thank you.

RECEIVER THUDS

Not one cancellation.

Why bother with a restaurant?

Give her some fancy food at your place.

My place? Bachelor hell, Alf.

Dingy dog-box with a single gas ring.

And the landlady starts foaming

every time a female crosses the threshold. No.

Er, Danny Reese.

Nurse Bolton said you were keeping my property here.

Oh, yes, the bloke in the car accident.

Phil, Mr Reese's bags.

Right.

Well, I'm pleased to see that you didn't come to any real harm.

What about my car?

Oh, the garage says it'll be back on the road in a few days.

There we go.

My other case, where is it?

Other case?

I had three. One's missing.

Hold on.

We booked in two suitcases and those sundry items.

I had another case. It was in the car with these.

If you collected my property, then you must have it.

Well, we don't leave here without it.

I hope I did the right thing, playing matchmaker with the flowers.

Oh, it's not you, Gina. Or Graham.

He's very kind, very thoughtful.

So, what's the problem, then?

Me, I suppose.

More to the point, how to deal with Graham.

Well, from what I've seen, I'd say you'd hit it off together.

I know.

And it's getting more that way. Of course, it's very exciting,

but it's just not what I expected.

Well, you're streets ahead of me and my great romance with Phil.

Do you know, I haven't even seen his flat yet?

Gina, Graham's coming up from Bristol to visit me.

I know. What's wrong with that?

Well, I'm just worried maybe things are going a bit too fast.

Oh, go for it, Maggie.

Well, it's not just me.

There's Sam. And I haven't a clue how he fits into Graham's plans.

I checked the car and the immediate area.

Everything I found, I booked into the station.

Which according to your report, was around : p.m.

The call reporting the crash was logged at : p.m.

That'd be more than enough time for someone to arrive,

and make off with the missing case.

Yeah, but why just one? Why not all three cases?

Look, when I got there, the boot of the car was open.

There were two cases on the ground. Clothes everywhere.

So, maybe there was something more valuable in the missing case.

Mr Reese, Ms Preston. Sorry for the delay.

- Have you found my case? - RAYMOND: We think it was stolen.

It was gone by the time PC Bradley arrived on the scene.

Someone got there before me, we got a call reporting the crash.

- Well, did they leave a name? - RAYMOND: No.

The missing case, Mr Reese. Was there anything in it of value?

Yeah, I was on my way to complete a business deal.

Cash transaction.

You were carrying money in the missing case?

- Yeah. - How much, Mr Reese?

£,.

This address in Leeds. It's your permanent place of abode?

Yes, but it's a rented flat.

We intended to buy a hotel and move up here to the coast.

- Where? - Whitby.

And how do we contact you?

We're booked into the pub in Aidensfield.

Only until the car was fixed, but...

We sacrificed everything to save that money.

If your people had got there sooner, this would never have happened.

Thanks to you, our life is now in pieces.

Are you forgetting the risk you took in carrying that money?

We'll do our best to recover it.

I don't want your best. We want our money back.

Come on, Danny.

We're depending on you, Sergeant.

Ventress, take a closer look into our Mr Reese, would you?

Right, Sarge.

Mr Blaketon?

Ah, yes, Mr Reese. We spoke on the phone.

And, er, this must be your fiance?

HE CHUCKLES Yeah, right.

Yes, well, the room's ready, if you care to follow me.

That's a huge amount of money, Mike. You've no idea who made off with it?

It could have been the anonymous phone caller who reported the crash.

Alf says he's a male, not young, and has got a local accent.

JACKIE: That narrows it down to a couple of hundred.

Well, he has a conscience.

He didn't have to report the accident.

Yeah, but he's still a thief, Jackie.

What is it?

Well, who's it from?

Well, it says it's from a friend.

I'm to make sure Mrs Sutton... Do you remember Mrs Sutton?

The widow that got burgled last month?

Yeah, she lost her savings.

Yeah, quid in cash.

And here's the full amount.

"You're to make sure Mrs Sutton believes

"that it is her own money recovered by you.

"She'd never accept charity."

- I wonder if Bernie left it? - Bernie?

He told me that an anonymous donor had sent him the money

to pay off Henry Todd's court fines.

Really? I didn't know that.

Bernie wouldn't have nicked the money from the car?

No, no. No, I doubt it.

But someone somewhere in Aidensfield is playing Robin Hood with it.

BIKE ENGINE STOPS

Morning, Michael.

Morning.

Bernie...

you know the money you used to pay off Henry Todd's fine?

- Where did it come from? - Why?

Well, you told Jackie it was from an anonymous donor, is that right?

What about it?

A case full of money went missing two days ago.

It was nicked from the car you recovered for us.

You're not accusing me, I hope?

No, I'm not accusing you, Bernie.

I'm just wondering where the money came from, that's all.

The note said I was to keep it confidential.

Have you still got it?

The money came through the post yesterday.

Fred Leeder handed it to me himself.

How much was taken?

Thousands.

Look, if you hear of anyone else receiving money,

you let me know, OK?

I'd, er, better hold on to this.

Two large sums in cash, both arriving in identical envelopes.

But in Bernie Scripps's case, his came in the post.

ALFRED: Oh, ta. RECEIVER DROPS

Reese has got no form, Sarge.

And there's no report of a like sum of money

either missing or stolen in Leeds. Or elsewhere.

- Did you check the address? - It was a rented flat.

They gave their notice in this month.

So that ties in with their moving up here.

It all seems to be in order.

Priority now is to find Robin Hood.

You and Bellamy stick with it.

Where is Bellamy?

He's still trying to locate eyewitnesses.

He called in, Sarge, to say he was hard at it.

Hey! SHE GASPS

- Where were you last night? - Had to work late.

Why, did you miss me?

We need to talk about me birthday treat.

I haven't got a clue what to wear.

- You'll think of something. - Come on.

I need is an idea of where you'll take me.

What, and spoil the surprise?

What surprise is that, Bellamy?

That you've found someone helpful in our inquiries?

Erm, no, Sarge.

Nobody living close to the crash site saw anything unusual,

and I'm still looking for witnesses.

How? By hoping they'll just happen to drop into the Aidensfield Arms?

No, Sarge, I just...

Just leaving, Sarge.

Mr Reese?

Miss Preston? We have some news for both of you.

It's a fantastic hotel.

I'm sure.

They specialise in weekend breaks. First-class service.

You should have spoken to me first.

You said you needed a break. The same goes for me.

So I went ahead and arranged it.

It says here that they don't cater for small children.

No.

So, what did you think I'd do with Sam?

Well, I assumed his regular nanny would stay overnight.

I couldn't leave him.

HE SIGHS

I seem to have got it wrong again, haven't I?

It was a great thought.

And I really would like us to spend some time away together.

But not without Sam.

I'm sorry. KNOCK ON DOOR

Excuse me.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR SLAMS SHUT

The...

Do you think you could keep an eye on him for a minute?

Yeah, what is it?

Something important I have to do. I won't be long.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR SHUTS

Large amounts of money are circulating around the area.

It would help us to know for sure it was yours.

Did you keep a bank record of your withdrawal?

I can't be sure, and er... Anyway, we closed the account.

We're not interested in where our money came from, Sergeant.

Just where it is now.

The bank may still be able to identify it.

All right. We'll have a go at finding the withdrawal slip.

So long as you keep looking for who's doling out our money.

On that you may count, Mr Reese.

Oh, Phil. Gina's birthday.

- You're in luck. - Why?

The keys to the kingdom.

What?

Mrs Ventress's niece, Millie.

She and her husband have gone on holiday.

He's an architect. They've got a lovely flat.

Anyway, they've asked me to keep an eye on it for them.

- And I can use it? - You're getting my drift.

KNOCK ON DOOR JACKIE: Come in.

Jackie?

I'm sorry to burst in on you, but it's important you get this.

I've seen one of these before.

It's for Wendy Harper. I'm in court with her this morning.

How did you get this, Maggie? PHONE RINGING

It was on the step at the door.

It says that the money is to make restitution,

before her case comes to court.

Poor Wendy, she must have been desperate to turn to shoplifting.

Well, someone cares enough to help her. Thanks, Maggie.

This will almost certainly spare her a prison sentence.

What if the casino finds out?

If Fraser gets a whisper, you know what'll happen.

It'll be days before he knows.

Time enough to find our money and get lost.

JENNY: Oh, it's risky, Danny.

DANNY: We can't back out now,

otherwise everything goes up in smoke.

And the boat in Whitby,

my uncle won't keep it available for much longer.

Come on, it'll be all right.

Come on.

Wendy Harper, the girl done for repeated shoplifting?

JACKIE: Yes.

Where's the money?

I paid it into court.

It could be evidence in a criminal case!

Yes, but in the meantime, it prevented

a mother with three children from going to prison.

KNOCK ON DOOR

METAL CLATTERING

Just think, a bagful of money was nicked from this very car.

And I bet by someone we know.

I reckon the police have got it wrong.

What sort of thief would send money to pay off Henry Todd's fines?

Act of a good Samaritan.

Mr Scripps, I've found another one!

Another what?

Another £ note. It was stuffed just under there, under the bumper.

With your luck, I'm surprised you have to bother working.

Yeah, but it doesn't belong to me. Like this one.

Possession is nine tenths of the law.

Well, yeah. But this belongs to the bloke that owns the car.

That Mr Reese.

We'll have to give it back to him, Mr Scripps.

Henry Todd, Mrs Sutton, and now Wendy Harper.

First two are pensioners, the third a young woman with problems.

- I can't see a link, Bradley. - There's gotta be one, Sarge.

Clearly our Robin Hood knows these people,

and to the extent that he's familiar with their circumstances.

- ALFRED: Hello, Oscar. - Afternoon, lads.

I take it I'm not intruding?

We do have rather a lot on right now, Mr Blaketon.

Well, that's why I've come here, Sergeant.

To ease your burden, so to speak.

- DAVID: Is Mr Reese here? - He's over there.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Mr Reese?

I've got something for you.

I found these.

What makes you think they're mine?

Well, we found that one near where you crashed the car,

and the other was stuck under the bumper.

We heard about your loss. We're really sorry.

You're claiming that Reese and Preston were involved in a crime?

Well, I heard enough to convince me they were up to something,

and that the money stolen from Reese's car wasn't his.

But you heard him mention the Metro Casino Club?

Well, not as such, Alf. Just the word "casino".

And, er, somebody called Fraser.

Oh. That would be James Fraser,

the owner of the Metro Casino Club, in Leeds.

It's well known, Sarge.

Not to me. Apparently to you.

Well, it's no secret that I used to dabble in cards.

In my reckless days, like.

I often wonder how you came to be you, Ventress.

What do you know about it?

Well, it's the posh end of the market.

Well, as I understand it, whatever they've done,

the casino won't have any knowledge of it yet.

Well, I think it's about time they found out.

- Don't you, Ventress? - Oh, yes, Sarge.

DANNY: I really appreciate this.

Yeah, well, we're not all thieves in Aidensfield, Mr Reese.

Oh.

So, you think someone in Aidensfield stole my money?

Mr Scripps thinks it might even be someone we know.

DANNY: Really?

Er, lived here long, have you, you two?

Oh, all our lives.

So, you'll know all there is to know about everyone here?

I suppose so, yeah.

Look...

All I want is my money back.

If the thief is someone you know, then you have my word

that the police will be kept out of it.

And, of course, there's a reward.

A reward? Oh.

We heard nothing about a reward.

HE CHUCKLES It's not official yet,

but if you two help to find my money...

then there's quid in it for you.

Very generous. Yeah.

ALFRED: Mr Fraser, we're helping them to recover £,

which was stolen from Mr Reese's car here in Aidensfield.

A similar sum wouldn't have gone missing from your club, would it?

Oh, right.

No, no. That's all, thanks.

Thank you. Bye-bye.

Well, Mr Reese is the head croupier.

Miss Preston is the junior accounts secretary.

They're meant to be having a few days off.

And are they missing any money?

Fraser denies they were, but it's his, I'll bet on it.

Then why not say so?

Well, a gambling club's mainly a cash trade.

So, if he's been skimming the profits

and not declaring it to the revenue,

if he makes a claim, he's incriminating himself.

HORN TOOTS

Get that, can you, David?

- Morning, Fred. - FRED: Here you are, lad.

Thank you.

Hey, we've got another one of these, Mr Scripps!

Oh, let's have a look. Dear me!

Maybe this time it's me who's the deserving case.

Is it more money?

HE GASPS

Ah, wouldn't you know it?

INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION

- JENNY: Get off me! - MAN: Get in!

Gina!

- What's going on? - OSCAR: Get in touch with Craddock.

I think I've just witnessed a kidnapping.

FRASER: Consider this a demonstration.

A warning that if you steal from me and try to run,

there's no hiding place.

OK, you've made your point.

I hear you lost my money.

Lifted from your car after it crashed, yes?

- Who told you? - FRASER: You botched it, Danny.

You had your chance and you blew it. Now I want my money back.

I'm trying, I've even got people looking for it.

- Who? - Two locals.

FRASER: Well, pray that they find it before the police.

Otherwise I'll be forced to write it off.

And both of you with it. You get my meaning?

- I'm doing everything I can. - Do more.

A final offer.

Find my money and you can both walk away. You have my word on it.

I'll do my best.

- How do I find you? - We'll be close by.

I'll be keeping my eye on you.

FRASER: And just remember Danny,

my first fortune came from my talent for collecting bad debt.

It's a pity you failed to get the car number.

It was too far away.

I'm not in the habit of carrying binoculars hours a day.

So far away you might have misconstrued what you witnessed?

It seemed to me that Reese and his girlfriend

were forced into that car.

"Kidnapped" was the word used when reported to us, Mr Blaketon.

DOOR OPENS Sarge?

Mr Reese? Miss Preston?

We were worried about you.

Worried? Why?

You were seen being forced into a car.

They must mean Mr Fraser's car.

Oh, right. That was our ex-employer. He had urgent business with us.

There's no truth in the report, then?

Would we be stood here if we'd been abducted?

FORCED LAUGHTER

Your employer, Mr Fraser.

The owner of the Metro Casino Club, Leeds?

Yes. We know you work for them. Or did.

You spoke to him?

Yes. I imagine that's why he called on you so urgently.

It's no crime to walk out of a job.

It depends what you walk away with.

Especially money that's not yours.

He said we stole money from him?

No. But then he wouldn't, would he? Not to the police.

Especially if the money doesn't officially exist.

If it's "skimmed" money, so to speak.

MICHAEL: Look, Reese. We know the score.

It might be safer for you to talk to us, rather than your Mr Fraser.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Morning, Harold. - Morning, Mr Bradley.

I didn't know the council had planned public works this week.

Oh, they didn't. I had a private request to smarten it up.

It come in an envelope,

with enough money inside to do the job three times over.

Nice to think someone cared enough to do that.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hello, Bernie.

I haven't seen you in ages. What brings you out here?

Can I have a word?

Yes, come in.

I'll put the kettle on.

Oh, before you do, I've got something for you.

I was asked to pass this on to you.

Now, don't ask who sent it, 'cause I'm no wiser than you are.

For me?

A note came with it.

It said the money was to do what you've most wanted.

Visit George's grave in France.

Someone paying me to visit the Somme?

I can't believe it!

I never thought I'd live to see such a day.

You know... I'd only been married a year to my George,

before he went off to France, Bernie.

Aye, I know, Hetty.

There's George, there.

Did you know the First Eleven all signed up at the same time?

And all of them, except for Henry Todd,

fell on the first day of battle.

Fine young men.

We'll never see their likes again, and that's the truth of it.

I think we should make a run for it.

Jenny, this is the nearest we'll get to big money. We can't blow it.

I won't let us, not when we're so close.

I've got some good news for you.

Hiya!

I can't stay. I wanted to let you know

we'll eat in for your birthday.

And here is the address.

I get to see your flat at last!

All you've got to do is turn up on time.

Of course, I will.

Good. HE CHUCKLES

I'll keep the police out,

your friend won't get in trouble. - How will you go about it?

I'll speak to him, Mr Scripps.

Persuade him to do the right thing.

Oh, well, a good Samaritan always does the right thing.

HE LAUGHS

Right. But next time, with his own money.

Now, is there somewhere quiet we can meet,

and I'll let you have the reward?

Aye, Claude Greengrass's place. David's keeping an eye on it.

We'll give you directions to get there,

and he'll be waiting for you.

I hope so.

If what you say is true, you'll really have earned your money.

Great.

- Go and tell Lomax. - OK.

HE SIGHS

Danny's got a lead on the money.

You'd better get in touch with Fraser.

RAYMOND: What's the significance of these names?

It connects the people who received money, Sarge.

First World w*r soldiers, such as Henry Todd,

or their relatives and widows.

In Wendy Harper's case, her grandfather

was one of the Aidensfield men who died on the Somme.

It doesn't bring us any closer to the thief, Bradley.

There is another name on the memorial list, Sarge.

Fred Leeder.

His son of the same name is the village postman.

And then there's this.

If you remember, it was late afternoon

when the money vanished from Reese's car.

The following morning,

that arrived by post at Bernie Scripps's.

Couldn't have been posted. It was too late.

- But, it's postmarked. - Yeah, well, that's what I thought.

If you look closely, it's fake.

Made out to look like the real thing.

Could we have a word, please, Fred?

What about, Mr Bradley?

We have a warrant to search your home, Mr Leeder.

Is it to do with the money?

- You admit to stealing it? - I do. But I've made the point.

Hey, you took your time about finding it, didn't you?

You're not a thief, Fred. So why do it?

Well, take Henry Todd.

He was there when me father and all his pals died on the Somme.

Gave their all for king and country. And for what?

The tragedy of w*r is no excuse for theft, Mr Leeder.

No one raised a hand to help. No one cared.

Just broken spirits and damaged lives.

Well, when that money showed up, I decided I would care.

I would help me father's pals and their relatives.

Fed up, me. Seeing them who gave most, get least in return.

The money, Mr Leeder.

It's gone. It was down there.

DANNY: All yours, David.

How much is there?

£. My partner'll pay the same again when you pass the money over.

Oh, you mean Miss Preston?

HE CHUCKLES My business partner, Mr Fraser.

I don't know him.

He knows all about you and Mr Scripps.

This is his money, too. He'll want to reward you, personally.

What do I have to do?

He'll be in the pub in about half an hour.

Ring and tell him that you have his money here. All of it.

- Well, couldn't you do that? - I can't, David.

I've got to go. Miss Preston's expecting me.

Oh, all right.

Now, listen.

It's important that you don't mention I was here.

It'll spoil the surprise for Mr Fraser, you see.

Oh, is it a surprise?

I'm trusting you, David.

I know you won't let me down.

Oh, you can rely on me, Mr Reese.

I know I can, David.

I know I can.

MAGGIE: Look at you!

Sorry to keep leaving you like this.

GRAHAM: That's no problem.

Sam and I have come to an understanding.

Oh, what's that?

He'll let me read him a story at night,

providing I do right by him for the holidays.

Always very reasonable, Sam. As long as you do what he wants.

Oh, I have been.

He kept trying to say so while I was making the booking.

A holiday trip for three, Maggie.

That's you, me and Sam.

A great hotel in a fairy-tale location,

and they welcome kids with open arms.

All I've got to do is confirm it.

So, what do you say?

Well, I'll try anything once.

GINA: Just a minute, David. I'll get him.

Mr Fraser?

It's David Stockwell for you.

Yes?

Speaking.

You have?

Well, that's very good news, Mr Stockwell.

How do I find you?

Uh-huh.

Stay there. I'll come straight away.

HANGS UP PHONE

DOG BARKS DAVID SHUSHES

HE GASPS

HE GASPS

TELEPHONE RINGS

Scripps's garage.

Oh, it's you, David.

FRASER: David Stockwell?

James Fraser. You have something for me, you said?

- Well, I... - Thank you.

But like I said to Mr Scripps, it's...

..full of blank paper.

DOOR CRASHES OPEN

Is that my money?

Yeah. Well...

No, that's part of my reward for finding your money.

- From Mr Reese. - From Reese?

Reese was here?

Yeah. It was him that told me to phone you.

Why didn't you tell me this when we spoke?

He told me not to.

He said he didn't want to spoil the surprise, like.

When did he leave?

A while before I phoned you.

- Well, where is he? - I don't know!

I think he's with Miss Preston.

Don't play the cretin with me.

Tell me where Reese has gone,

or I'll have Lomax here rip your heart out.

Yes!

SHE KISSES

Do you know what I loathe the most about this situation?

That Reese has reduced me to the same level gullibility

as an inbred like you.

DOOR OPENS

Afternoon, gentlemen. DOG BARKS

- Mr Fraser? - Yes.

We've been looking for you. Where's Reese?

Good question.

You all right, David?

Yeah, I think so, yeah.

I don't know about Mr Fraser, though.

He seems to have lost his money again.

FRASER: A pointless exercise.

I'll be out in hours.

Well, that depends on how cooperative we all are, doesn't it?

I've known hours in custody stretch into days.

I can be cooperative.

I could tell you that Reese is from Whitby.

He's got an uncle there. Name of Fletcher.

- Fletcher? - FRASER: Yes.

And when you find Reese, tell him we have unfinished business.

You leave him to us, Mr Fraser.

You'll enjoy a freer life that way.

Now, about the missing money,

I understand you wish to claim it as yours?

On reflection, I don't think I do.

Oh, well. Not to worry.

I expect you and the tax inspectors

will be able to sort it out between you.

This way, gentlemen.

ALFRED: Fraser's been more helpful than he knows.

Oscar heard Reese mention that he'd got an uncle with a boat in Whitby.

I remember. What about it?

Well, it could be Cedric Fletcher. He runs boats out of Whitby.

SEAGULLS SQUAWKING

Danny?

Waiting for the tide?

Pity you're going to miss it.

So, what happens to Reese?

Oh, we're doing him for burglary.

He got it all worked out.

He was off to Spain for the high life on his uncle's boat.

That way, Fraser would never catch up with them.

What happens to the money?

Reese can't account for it, so it's not his.

Fraser won't claim it for fear of the tax man.

- So, then what? - It's owner-less money.

If no one claims it, it goes to charity.

RAYMOND: Who knows?

Perhaps even a charity supporting the families of our w*r dead.

I must be on my way.

Good night, gentlemen. See you in the morning. Mrs Bradley.

I wonder how Phil's doing?

KNOCK ON DOOR

MUSIC: 'Theme From Love Story' by Francis Lai

- Hiya. Come in. - Hiya.

Wow, you look lovely!

Hey! Come on through.

SHE GASPS

Phil, it's lovely!

I don't know why you didn't want me to see it?

Well... Oh, let me.

It's only temporary.

I wasn't sure I could have it until just the other day.

So, where have you been living?

Oh, don't ask.

It was a right dump. I couldn't bear for you to see it.

SHE KISSES What's that for?

'Cause after all the lies I've had from blokes,

it's nice to be told the truth.

DOOR OPENS SHE GASPS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING Who are you?

I could ask you the same question, mate!

- Yeah, well, I asked first. - We live here.