12x14 - Out Of The Blue

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪

DAVID: I hate getting up early.

Why do I have to come?

Because I need you to help me to unload, David.

Unload what?

It's not fair if you don't tell me.

David...

will you just stop whining? Go back to sleep.

DAVID: All right, then, I will.

What the...

TYRES SCREECH

Help!

Help!

Help!

PHONE RINGS

Aidensfield Police.

David?

OK, OK. Calm down, David, calm down.

Now, just tell me where you are.

Doctor, is he all right?

There's life in the old dog yet. We'll take him to the Royal.

- Why not the Ashfordly? - I work at the Royal.

David, are you all right?

It all happened so fast.

I heard a screech and then...

What was it?

I don't know. I had my eyes closed.

And what's all this stuff?

I don't know.

Ah, morning, Bernie.

Morning, Oscar. PHONE RINGS

Scripps' Garage.

What? FIRE ENGINE BELL

Where?

I see.

Right. I'll be there.

Bernie?

- What's wrong? - Vernon's had an accident.

MUSIC: 'Hey Willy' by The Hollies

♪ My name's Willy, gonna turn on the lights

♪ Playing rock 'n' roll music till the early, early night

♪ Can't stop jamming to the rhythms in your feet

♪ Listen to the drummer, yeah... ♪

- Is this the tanker crash? - Vernon Scripps.

Whiplash and a blow on the head.

Loss of consciousness. Query concussion.

Let's get him in quickly.

Mr Scripps, I'm Nurse Taylor, how are you feeling?

VERNON: Where am I?

MERTON: Still no sign of anyone from the council, Ventress.

You did call them?

ALF: 'Yes, I did, sarge.'

Call them again. Tell them the road is completly blocked.

It's urgent they get their men down here right away.

Until we get this stuff analysed, we can't touch it.

Rightio, sarge. Will do.

And I'll send Phil out straight away. Out.

- Send Phil where? - Hang on.

It's Ashfordly Police here again.

Do you know there's still no sign of your technical chaps?

Right. It's out towards Elsinby, near North Allerton Road.

Take the diversion signs. The road is blocked.

- With what? - Black sticky stuff, apparently.

- Hello, Mr Scripps. - I didn't know we called you.

You didn't. The police did. It's about my brother.

The police?

- Dr Ormerod, your wife rang. - What?

- I only left minutes ago. - It's about the shopping.

Shopping.

Right.

I wrote it down. This is Mr Scripps the undertaker.

Did we lose someone during the night?

Nobody rang me.

- The police called him. - The police?

- That's what I said. - Erm...

Can we just start again?

Vernon, my brother, has had an accident.

The police were taking him here.

Right. In that case, he'll be in Casualty.

Lizzie, could you show Mr Scripps through, please?

PHONE RINGS

The Royal.

At least there's no sign of any internal injuries.

No, Let's put him in the side ward.

Right-ho, doc. Alun, flex your muscles.

I'll take over. I'll run some more tests on him.

No visitors, Nurse. He needs complete rest.

Right, Dr Alway.

Alun Morris, am I pushing this on my own?

- I'm pulling, Ken. - Pull harder if you want a break.

BERNARD: Vernon?

Meryl, this is Mr Scripps.

He's asking about the other Mr Scripps.

I'm his brother. What happened?

He's got no serious injuries we can find, but he's confused.

We're keeping him in, because he might have concussion.

- Can I see him? - I'm sorry.

The doctor says he needs complete rest.

I can't stop here.

Come on, lads. I'm not the hospital type.

Eh! A room all to yourself. Very nice.

I reckon he must be some sort of VIP.

Or he's about to pop off.

- What? - This is where they put people,

when they're about to pop their clogs.

I don't think Mr Scripps wants to know that, Alun.

Thank you, Alun, Mr Hopkirk.

- Look, Nurse. - Sister.

Sister, I hate hospitals.

I can't stand the smell of disinfectant.

Lie down and stop being such a baby.

That's better. Now, my name is Sister Brigid.

And I expect we'll get to know each other quite well.

Complete bed rest. That's what the doctor ordered.

And that means...

no getting out of bed, no visitors and no nonsense.

MUSIC: 'River Man' by Nick Drake

♪ Betty came by on her way...

GINA: Blimey.

What's that stuff running out of it?

I shudder to think.

Especially if my dear brother's got something to do with it.

How is he?

Very poorly. He's not even allowed visitors.

I've checked the number plates, sarge. They're false.

David, are you quite sure you don't know what this stuff is?

I promise you I don't know.

MERTON: I hope you're telling the truth.

Bradley...

get over to the Royal and talk to Vernon Scripps.

Find out where he got that tanker and what it was carrying.

What is all this, please?

Well, as yet we don't know. You are?

Mansell, Water Board. Look here.

This stuff's going in the river.

And the river ends up at my works.

- In there? - That's right.

What's he done, then? Been a naughty boy?

- Yes? - Ah, Sister.

I was wondering if I could have a word with Mr Scripps?

- Certainly not. - Just two minutes.

One minute. Please. It's rather vital.

MIKE: I just need to know what's in the tanker.

Vernon, can you hear me?

- The tanker... Vernon? - Constable.

The one you crashed.

What crash?

What tanker? What's he talking about?

He may have lost his memory. The doctors are looking into it.

So, this stuff has actually gone into the river?

Yeah, the man from the water works went mad.

Mr Mansell. He goes mad about everything.

Yeah, but I suppose he's got a point this time.

No-one's got a clue what it is.

Dennis thinks it could even be toxic.

Has that got something to do with that diversion up the road?

A tanker overturned up there.

Whatever was in it is seeping into the river.

GINA: Trust Vernon. BERNARD: Run the water.

- Do what, Bernie? - Go on. Fill a glass up.

MUSIC: 'River Man' by Nick Drake

It looks all right to me.

Well, obviously, as there have been complaints,

I shall have to get it tested.

Good. The sooner, the better.

I'll phone Mr Arkwright straight away.

I'll tell him about the accident up the road.

No doubt that'll be the cause of it.

MERTON: We can't wait for the man from the council

to give us an answer, we'll have to see Scripps again.

Yeah, but he's lost his memory.

Well, let's hope he finds it again, quick.

Mr Arkwright says we'll have to drain the system out completely.

What?

We need you to put out an urgent public warning.

No-one is to use the water.

PHIL: 'Please don't drink the tap water.'

Please, do not drink the tap water.

'There will be a tanker parking up outside the Aidensfield Arms

with drinking water.'

ALF: Pull over here.

This is making me feel sick, Alf.

Can we not swap?

What's up with it? Is it poisonous?

Don't ask us. We're just the messengers.

What am I going to do, Alf? I've got a pub to run.

- We've three villages to cover. - What's up with him?

- He thinks he's going to throw up. - You didn't drink the water?

Of course I did. It was before I knew.

ALF: 'Please do not drink the water.'

- Are you all right? - No.

Not really. I feel terrible.

'Please do not drink the tap water.'

If you'd like to take a seat, Mr Danby.

- Oh! - We're here to see Mr Scripps.

I came earlier, but we need another word. I know the way.

Wait a minute. Somewhere...

Come on, Bradley.

LIZZIE: Hang on a minute. I know it's here.

Dr Weatherill left me a note about Mr Scripps.

Here it is. I thought so. I'm afraid you can't see him.

- I'm afraid I'm going to have to. - Not without Doctor's permission.

If you just wait, I'll call her.

We haven't got time for this. Down here, is it?

- I'm really sorry, but you can't. - Look!

This is police business.

We should wait for the doctor, sarge.

- What's going on? - Sister, thank goodness.

I don't know what to do. He insists on seeing Mr Scripps.

But you've already seen him.

It's an ongoing investigation.

One quick word, I told this officer earlier.

And you've already had that.

I'm afraid I can't allow my patient to be disturbed yet again. Nurse -

- Look, Nurse... - Sister.

Sister, you're being very unreasonable.

I'm merely doing my job.

And I'm trying to do mine, with precious little co-operation.

LIZZIE: I'll call Dr Weatherill.

SISTER BRIGID: Until the doctor arrives,

I'm afraid you'll just have to wait, patiently.

I'm not putting up with this.

- Did you call, Lizzie? - He insists on seeing Mr Scripps.

Yes. All right, Lizzie. Thank you.

You'd be wasting your time. Mr Scripps has retrograde amnesia.

I don't care what you call it. I must speak with Scripps.

It means that he can't remember any of the events surrounding the crash

and it's most likely that he never will.

So...if you'd very kindly leave.

Patients with head injuries need very careful handling.

Thank you so much for your co-operation.

I'm very sorry, Sister.

Mr Danby, would you like to come through?

It's no good people going on and on, Mr Bradley,

because I can't remember what I never knew.

I'm fed up of all this.

All this water business and people thinking it's my fault.

Nobody's thinking it's your fault, David.

COUGHS Well, they do.

They keep asking and asking, and it's not fair.

I mean, I was in that accident and nobody cares how I feel.

- Oh, come on. - Well, it's true.

DAVID COUGHS

I'm not feeling very well. I'm going to the doctor's.

Just leave me alone.

ALUN: You're a right cheat, you.

KEN: Cheat? The cheek!

Lad, if you don't know the rules of the game...

Sorry to interupt, lads, but...

I need to know where I am.

The Royal, Elsinby.

You had a knock on the head.

So, when did you get this sore throat?

Today, Doctor.

I drank loads of that water. Am I going to be really ill?

Head up. Say, "Ah".

Aaahhh....

I first felt dizzy about dinner time.

I thought I were going to pass out, Jenny.

It's just getting worse and worse.

All right, Bernie. I'll add you to the list.

But it might be a wait.

- Yes, Phil. - I don't feel too well.

Thanks, Doctor.

Just a minute.

I don't think we're gonna be able to cope.

There are people coming in all the time.

Oh, right.

I'll send some of them up to the Royal.

Ah... It's like the Marie Celeste.

Why don't you go and see Dr Alway?

No.

I think you can just about be spared.

I'll be OK.

What about you? Are you all right?

It'll take more than Vernon Scripps to make me ill.

Wait till I get my hands on him.

He's got a lot to answer for.

I don't believe it. We've got a customer.

- Where is everyone? - You should know, David.

By the look of it, you've just been there yourself.

What can I get you?

The doctor said a hot lemon might help.

Make that two, Gina.

It's like an epidemic. People ill all over the village.

Not just people, Bernie. Animals too.

The vet's run off his feet.

I think it's about time you came clean, David.

We won't be angry with you.

You know, we know it's not your fault.

I'm fed up of this.

It's all right, David, lad. He's had a tough day.

Have you been to the river?

I beg your pardon?

Dead fish in the river.

Hundreds of 'em. I've seen 'em.

Floating on the surface. - When is this going to end?

I'm going home.

JAMES: Excuse me.

- Gordon. - Ah, James.

Staff, would you carry on here?

Look, I've finished at Aidensfield for now.

I was wondering whether you needed a hand.

- No, we're managing. - It's pretty hectic.

- How many have seen so far? - Er, odd.

- ? - All have drunk the water.

WOMAN: Thank you, Doctor.

All showing the same symptoms. Diarrhoea, vomiting.

Blisters in the mouth and throat. Headaches, rashes, dizziness.

- Any admissions? - Yes, three.

Two small children with vomiting and one ulcerated throat.

- How's it going? - Busy.

Look, it would be a great help

if we knew what we were dealing with.

Any news on that?

We won't get the test results from the spillage till tomorrow.

I see. Well... let's just make sure that we do.

Of course we don't know what it is.

We are merely taking sensible precautions

to protect the public,

while we wait for some kind person to tell us what was in that tanker.

Mr Arkwright, I'm sure we've all got the public safety in mind.

So, all that you can tell us so far is that pH is off the scale.

Yes. my estimate is pH three, sir.

- What does that mean? - The water is very acid.

Which is why we've said from the start

that no-one is to use it.

I'm sorry. There's nothing else I can tell you.

How does this system here work?

The water comes from the reservoir, which is fed by the river.

It's then purified and stored here, and goes off to the three villages.

What chemicals do you use to purify the water?

Lime, aluminium sulphate.

What's that got to do with anything?

Exactly.

This crisis has nothing to do with what we do here.

It's to do with that tanker.

And when I find out who it belongs to,

I shall be taking legal action.

Nurse, have you seen Mr Scripps?

No. Sorry, Sister.

Heh, heh, heh! My game.

- Never. - I don't believe it.

VERNON: Just because you don't like losing. Hand over that kitty.

RADIO MUSIC: 'Release Me' by Englebert Humperdinck

What's going on?

We found him wandering around, Sister.

He needed to sit down for a minute.

Alun, take Mr Scripps back to his room, please.

Right.

Thank you, Sister.

And what are these?

MUSIC: 'Ol' Man River' by Jess Beck

♪ Old man river

♪ That old man river

♪ He don't say nothing

♪ But he must know something

♪ That old man river ♪

- River water upstream is clear. - What?

Clear, Mansell. Nothing showing on the tests.

But that means it can't be the spillage from the tanker.

Precisely.

If the river's OK, then whatever got into the water

must have got in here. - Yes.

But that's impossible.

Where do you keep your chemicals?

ARKWRIGHT: What's the matter?

- Those two were full. - What is it?

Aluminium sulphate. They were full barrels.

Are you sure?

Well, are you or aren't you?

Listen to this.

Aluminium sulphate in a strong solution

will react with copper and turn the water blue.

You've got copper pipes at the pub.

Yes.

So, you think the mistake was made with this aluminium sulphate.

Well, it looks like it.

The water is overdosed with the stuff.

The acidity went sky high, the taste went berserk,

and the copper reacted. It all fits.

So, it's got nothing to do with Vernon's crash.

No, I telephoned the lab myself.

The water going into the reservoir is clear.

So, the mistake must have been made at the works itself.

Hmm...

Maybe Mansell knows more about this than he's letting on.

MUSIC: 'Shame' by Alan Price

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

'I'm going to k*ll you, Vernon Scripps.'

Oh... No, this isn't Vern...

LINE GOES DEAD

♪ Take me to the water

♪ Take me to the water ♪

Everything all right?

It would help if we knew what was going on.

How do you mean?

According to Jenny, they think Vernon had nothing to do with it.

How do you mean?

Dr Alway thinks it's something to do with the water works.

No!

Putting too much of one chemical into the water.

That's what he thinks, anyway.

- It wouldn't surprise me. - Oh?

I used to work there, didn't I?

An accident waiting to happen. That Mansell, utterly incompetent.

He ought to have been sacked ages ago.

I found half my chickens dead this morning

after drinking that water.

Do you think I could claim compensation off him?

Does that mean it's not my fault then?

- Never was, was it? - Or Mr Vernon's?

No, nothing to do with either of you, right?

I wonder what that phone call was about then?

What phone call?

The one I told you about with that man...

David! Will you stop rabbiting on! I feel wretched.

You'll have to manage on your own this afternoon, I'm afraid.

- What, me? - Yeah, I'm going back to bed.

Well, Doctor said I needed a day off.

Well... Oh, I don't suppose it matters.

Nobody's going anywhere.

I wonder what that phone call was about then.

David, I can't cope with your problems,

not with these dizzy spells.

Would you like a bucket?

Shut up.

MERTON: Right.

That was Councillor Blaketon on the phone, trying to find out

if we had the test results from the Water Board yet.

We'd better chase up Arkwright. See when he expects them.

- Right. - What about the other results?

You know, from the council about the stuff in the tanker.

When do we get those?

Any time now. Meanwhile, Bellamy, if you could go and see David.

I can't.

- I beg your pardon. - He can't leave the station.

Not the way he's feeling.

Very well. Bradley, you'd better see David Stockwell

as soon as you've finished at the Water Board.

Excuse me!

I hope it all settles down, Phil.

It's gastric, you see.

All right, Ventriss. I get the general idea.

Have you traced that tanker yet?

- Not yet, no. - Well, get on with it!

I want Vernon Scripps prosecuted for whatever he was up to.

It most certainly wasn't legal.

Ashfordly Police. Oh, hello, Mr Middleditch.

Hang on. Sarge, it's the hospital secretary

from the Royal. He'd like to have a word.

I'll take it in my office.

So, you see, I'm pretty sure that the culprit

is aluminium sulphate.

As soon as we get confirmation from our chemist...

I don't think we need confirmation. It's all black and white.

The people in the village want to know who is responsible

and will it happen again?

It's all in hand, I assure you.

My superiors have taken a decision this morning.

From now on, Mr Mansell is suspended from further duties.

- What? - Until we know what happened.

And in view of the strength of public opinion.

KNOCKS ON DOOR

Come in.

Ah! Come in, come in, come in, come in.

Very good of you to spare the time.

- Please. - Thank you.

Now, then. Erm...

Well, it's a bit awkward.

What it is, is a complaint.

- I see. - About one of your officers.

Right.

A disgraceful fracas in the hospital reception

is how it was described.

Right.

It may not have been anybody from your station at all.

Except that Sister Brigid tells me that officers from Ashfordly

came in to see a Mr...

Scripps on several occasions.

- Yes. Look... - Unfortunately...

She can't remember what any of them look like.

So I can't help you with an identification.

- The thing is... - No, please, please, please.

We don't want to take this any further.

So long as I can tell the complainants

that you have been informed.

Right.

And that it won't occur again.

It won't.

MIKE: Mr Mansell.

I was wondering if you had any news on the water tests yet.

Don't ask me. I don't work here any more.

I'm sorry.

I've been suspended.

Well, I'm very sorry to hear that.

Not as sorry as I am.

years I've worked here.

years with an unblemished record.

It's my whole life.

And now, to be told to go just like that.

It must be very hard.

I've done nothing wrong.

All right, there is something up with the water,

but I didn't do it.

I know the job inside-out.

I would never make a mistake like that.

The water is perfectly clean now.

- You've had the tests results. - Which one?

We've had a number of tests.

Mr Mansell said a mistake was made.

Mansell doesn't work here any more.

All the same, there was a problem with the water.

There are suggestions that the problem originated here.

Yes, with Mansell.

Initial tests show high levels of aluminium sulphate

in the purification tanks. This is no longer the case.

Mansell made a mistake.

Poor old Mansell. Can't help feeling sorry for him.

- Well, I don't. - No, but, Phil,

he's been a stickler for doing things exactly right, by the book.

- Conscientious type, you mean? - Oh, good Lord, yes, to a fault.

For a man like him to have made a huge mistake

like he did yesterday, it must be terrible.

Ah, sarge. A bit of good news.

I've traced the tanker.

Good.

Yes, according to division, it was stolen from a firm in Hull

three days ago, Smaithwaite & Bell.

Highway engineers. They're certainly a bit peeved.

Really?

- He's still in a bad mood, then. - Yes.

He had his tail tweaked by HQ.

A complaint from the Royal. Do you know anything about it?

Me? No.

Come on, Alfred.

Go on, eat up.

- Where's Vernon? - He's not here.

Come on. His taxi's outside.

Vernon!

Come on out!

Listen, lad.

If you don't tell me where he is, you're in big trouble.

And when I say big trouble, I mean big trouble.

So speak.

He's in hospital.

- Which hospital? - The Royal.

I hope you're telling the truth.

For your sake. ALFRED WHIMPERS

Well, well, well. This is where you've been hiding.

What?

Nice try, but I find people in the end.

Especially those that try to pull a fast one.

Who are you? What do you want?

Who am I? What do I want? I'll tell you what I want.

I want my tanker.

And more's the point, I want my money.

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

- Help! - Shut it.

- Where's my money? - What's going on?

- What's going on? - All right.

Nurse, get Mr Middleditch to call the police, would you?

KNOCK ON DOOR Come in.

Mr Middleditch, someone's attacking a patient.

We need the police.

- Right, Mr... - Colbourne. Leonard Colbourne.

I'm afraid we'll have to continue this down at the station.

Sister, can I have a word?

I want to apologise for yesterday. Losing my temper like that.

I'm very sorry.

This loss of memory is catching. I can't remember anything about it.

Thank you.

So, what were you seeing Mr Scripps about?

Come on. It must have been important.

It was.

He'd stolen some money from me.

He's only in that hospital to avoid me.

There's nothing wrong with him.

That's where you're mistaken. Do you not know what happened?

No.

He had a nasty accident in a tanker.

- Know anything about it? - No.

An Austin FG tanker.

Belonged to a firm in Hull.

With an, as yet, unidentified load.

No idea what you're talking about.

JENNY: Dennis, are you OK? MERTON: Fine.

How's work?

- Fine. - Pretty busy, I expect.

Oh, we're getting there.

So, what's bothering you?

Nothing.

Where would you like to go for lunch?

Pull in here. Go on.

I was thinking in terms of a pub. But if this is what you fancy!

Dennis, shut up.

I know something's bothering you and I will go on about it

until you tell me.

I had a ticking off from HQ, that's all.

About?

About the crash

and the water business.

Not finding out what that spillage was quick enough.

Not getting the road clear.

Not finding out who stole the tanker.

That's not fair.

It only happened yesterday morning for goodness' sake.

Also, there's been a complaint from the hospital

about an officer losing his temper.

- You can't help that either. - Yes, I can. It was me.

Oh.

It was my temper that got me moved back to uniform, Jen.

So, what's going to happen?

All the hospital admin chap wants me to do

is track down the officer involved

and give them a warning.

OK. So, when you've tracked him down,

here's what to say to him.

You tell him from me that he's always going to have this problem

unless he learns to unwind

and relax.

But how's he going to do that?

Mr Scripps, are you all right?

It's come back.

My memory.

It's come back.

It's not your opinion I need, more your professional judgement.

How long did you work with Mr Mansell?

- About a year. - You said he was incompetent.

Did you mean that? - I certainly did.

- 'Delta Alpha . Come in, Mike.' - Excuse me.

Delta Alpha receiving. Yes, Alf.

I see. At the Royal. OK.

Yeah. I'll be there right away. Over.

I'm sorry. I'm going to have to go. Maybe we can talk later.

You definitely think Mansell's capable

of making a mistake like we saw yesterday?

- Without a doubt. - Right.

Thanks very much for your help.

Oh, by the way. Why did you leave the company?

- No prospects. - So, what are you doing now?

Let's just say I'm still looking for that perfect job.

Well, good luck.

MIKE: So, you've just woke up?

And the memories came flooding back, didn't they, Sister?

If you say so, Mr Scripps.

Last night, I went to sleep, it was a black hole.

Now I remember everything. It's amazing.

Oh, good. Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

The first thing I need to know is about the tanker.

Where you got it, where you were going, and what was in it.

Ah. No, no, I can't remember that bit.

- Hang on. I thought you said... - Yes.

I can remember driving it,

but as to why, that's a complete mystery.

I'd love to be able to help, but it's all still a blank, lad.

The only thing you can remember is the crash itself?

Yes.

All right. Tell me about that, then.

Well, let me see.

It was early morning. David was with me.

We were on North Allerton Road,

going down that steep hill towards that bend.

Am I right so far?

Yes. Go on.

Then a car came over the bridge on the wrong side.

I mean, it bumped me.

I swerved and that's it.

That must be when I hit my head.

- It must indeed. - Now, about this car.

Oh, hang on. It wasn't a car. It was a van.

Any idea what sort?

Austin A.

- Colour? - Blue.

MIKE: If I'm right about his van,

it could've been Owen that poisoned the water, not Mansell.

The timing fits, sarge,

and the direction he was coming from.

It would explain why he was going so fast and didn't stop.

Hmm.

- There's also a motive. - There is?

I made some enquiries.

He was sacked for poor time-keeping by Mansell.

He's never been able to get a job since.

- Revenge. - I think so.

More a keen desire to drop Mansell in it from a great height.

There can't be that many blue A vans in the area.

Sarge.

MERTON: Paint from the tanker.

Let's get Forensics onto it.

MUSIC: 'Plynth' by Jeff Beck Group

So, Mr Scripps, if we confess to the things we've done wrong,

it washes our souls clean, doesn't it?

In other words, you need to tell me what you've been up to.

Don't tell me you can't remember because I know you can.

Of course, you're right.

I generally am.

KNOCK ON DOOR

ALF: All right! All right!

Yes?

If you're charging me, get on with it.

I said I'm sorry. I admitted I caused a disturbance.

You still haven't told us what it's about.

That's what we're waiting for, Mr Colbourne.

Scripps owes me money.

It's a private matter between him and me.

It's nothing to do with you lot.

If you hold me any longer, I'm going to call my solicitor.

COLBOURNE: Oi! Charming!

Mr Owen, the black paint matches up,

so we know it was you at the scene of the accident.

Failure to stop is an offence,

so we're going to have to charge you.

- Why were you there? - What?

MERTON: Why were you on that road at that time of day?

The water works is down the hill. Is that why you were there?

No.

You sure you didn't go there to sabotage the water supply

to get back at Mr Mansell?

No. Are you crazy?

Why did you run off, then?

OK.

I admit that I was at the scene of the crash.

I'm sorry that I drove away like that.

I was out for a spin, that's all.

Since I lost my job, I haven't been able to sleep.

But I didn't go near the works.

I wouldn't.

I hate the place.

Sarge.

Well, well, well. It looks like we're going to need

a set of fingerprints from you, Mr Owen.

Most of the prints found on the tubs of aluminium sulphate

were not Mr Mansell's at all.

Of course...

they could belong to absolutely anyone.

But just to eliminate you from our enquiries.

OK.

I only meant to get back at Mansell.

I didn't think it'd get as bad as all this.

Sarge.

There's a telephone call from the Royal.

- Again? - It was Sister Brigid this time.

Apparantly, that tanker was full of molasses.

- Molasses? - Vernon's been talking.

Well, she wants you over there right away.

Take his fingerprints and keep him here.

Make him sweat for a while.

Molasses. I don't believe it.

Ah, there we are. Take care.

- Oh, any more? - No.

Well, thank the Lord for that.

Come on, Doctor.

We're over the worst. Only six new cases today.

The water's clear.

We should be back to normal by tomorrow.

Good!

Because I am exhausted.

Mm. We all are.

- But it's taught me a lesson. - Oh?

Anno Domini, Jenny. I'm too old.

Too old?

Nonsense! You're worth two of some of those junior doctors.

You're very kind.

But I'm not so sure.

I can manage my work at the Royal.

But this locum job as well...

it's starting to be just a little bit too much.

I'm wondering whether I ought to resign.

Two men in a pub in a Hull.

- Yes. - All right. Who were they?

One worked in a toffee factory.

He could get hold of lots of spare molasses.

The other said he could find a tanker to shift it in.

I found a farmer who'd take any amount

to add to his cattle feed.

It was only going to go to waste otherwise.

It was an excellent idea.

You were driving a stolen tanker full of molasses.

I take it the molasses was stolen too, was it?

I don't know. You must have known the tanker was stolen.

- I didn't! I swear I didn't. - So, who were the two men?

I don't know!

All I know is I met them, and like a fool,

I got conned and now I'm here, taking the rap.

Look, I didn't know they were crooks.

I entered this in all innocence.

That'll be the day.

Sergeant Merton, I am a wronged man.

The fickle finger of fate...

Never mind that.

The fact is we have a stolen tanker.

We can't just ignore that, can we?

What are you looking so cheerful about?

They've sent Mr Vernon home from hospital.

- That's good, isn't it? - Not for me it isn't.

I'm sick of him already and he's only been home an hour.

"Do this, do that.

Fluff the cushions up. Light the fire."

I'm ill too.

So are a lot of people. You're not the only one.

Now I've got to go and buy invalid food, whatever that is.

Ah, you've opened up again.

The dizzy spells have cleared up, then.

Oh, well, I'd better be getting along.

They've reinstated me, of course, with an apology.

You've heard it was Eddie Owen.

- Oh, aye. - They should lock him up

and throw away the key, quite frankly.

I like Dr Alway. And he's a good doctor.

I'll be really sorry if he goes.

And there's another thing.

If he resigns, I could be out of a job too.

Oh, come on. They're bound to replace him.

Not necessarily.

They could give the Aidensfield patients

to the GPs at the Royal.

That's the way it goes these days. Bigger and bigger units.

It'll never happen.

But even if it did, you'd find another job easily.

Maybe.

Promise me one thing, Jen.

- What? - Whatever happens,

you'll stay in the area.

I'd hate it if you moved away.

Would you?

You know I would.

I couldn't do without you.

Pathetic, isn't it?

Absolutely pathetic.

Home, sweet home.

Lovely.

Another half an inch there, David, please.

That's it. Ta.

Would get the blanket for me and wrap it round my legs?

You know, once I got my memory back,

I soon solved the mystery for them.

They'd never have thought of Eddie Owen without me, you know.

Injured though I was, on my sick bed,

working it out as I lay there.

It's a shame you couldn't remember who those men from Hull were.

The ones who conned you into a tanker load of molasses.

Some things are best forgotten, David.

The moral of the tale is don't tangle with men from Hull.

DOOR OPENS

I thought you were under arrest.

I'm not that stupid, Vernon.

No-one pins anything on me, mate.

You know what I've come for, don't you?

Be reasonable, Leonard.

I didn't sell the stuff. It spilled out on the road.

That's your problem. We stole that stuff.

We nicked that tanker.

If I don't go back with the money,

the lads from the toffee factory will tear this place apart.

Life's just not fair sometimes, Vernon.

I feel for you. Sincerely I do.

Not half as much as I feel for you, mate.

We meet again, Mr Colbourne.

So, why didn't you tell us about all this before?