15x22 - This Happy Breed

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

MUSIC: 'How Many More Times' by Led Zeppelin

- Bellamy not here yet? - He said he might be late.

- Something to do with the kids. - Ashfordly Police Station.

Sorry I'm late, Sarge. I had to drop Peter off.

I don't want to know. I need you here on time.

Excuse me, Sarge. A bread van's been stolen on the council estate.

A what?!

Er... two men on a motorbike. Goggles, crash helmets.

There was cash on the van. Folk pay their bills today.

Er, Sarge, since I've started living on the estate,

I've worked out that you can get some good gossip.

And there's this problem family. Recently been rehoused.

Mottrams, they're called. They have motorbikes.

Lots of people have motorbikes.

You two, you'd best get over there.

Sarge.

This is nice! Thank you.

What a treat, having my breakfast made for me.

JACK: It's my pleasure.

I love it when you stay over.

GINA: Are you still not happy with it?

I do landscapes to pay the bills, but they seldom make me happy.

Then paint something that will.

There is something I'd like to paint which would make me very happy.

- What's that, then? - You.

I'd love to do a life study, full length.

What, me? In the nude?

- You've got to be joking! - Yeah.

- Toast? - Please.

Have you seen Bellamy's report on the Strensfield traffic accident?

Er... He's got some more details to check, Sarge.

He's got a lot on his plate now, with Debbie being away.

Personal matters should not be allowed to interfere with duty.

He knows that perfectly well.

MAN: Absolutely right, sergeant major!

LAUGHS

Still a stickler for discipline, I see, Milly.

Good heavens! Hello, sir!

No "sir" nowadays. Just plain Mac.

Alf, this is my old CO, Captain Mike MacKenzie.

- ALF: How do you do, sir? - How do you do?

What on earth are you doing here?

Believe it or not, I came to see you.

Need a chat. What are you up to this evening?

Well, normally after shift, I drive home to York.

You telephone that lovely wife of yours, give her my regards

and tell her you'll be late tonight.

I'm at a pub. The, erm... Aidensfield Arms.

Expect you for a drink about -ish?

Yes, sir. Er... Mac. Of course. I'll be there.

See you later.

ALF ON RADIO: 'Control to Delta Alpha Two-Four.'

- 'Any news on the stolen van, Rob?' - Yeah, Alf.

The van driver thinks the bike they used might have been a BSA.

'It's possible the family Phil was on about, the Mottrams,

have got a BSA.'

I'll check when I get there.

'Well, if they do, probably best to have a word with them.'

Will do, Alf. Out.

Four brothers. None of them working.

Mother ran off, father's in the nick.

ROB: Would they risk a theft this close to home?

PHIL: I wouldn't put it past them.

PHIL: Hello, Seth.

PHIL: A bread van was stolen.

Street next to yours, : this morning.

- Two men on a motorbike. - I heard.

- It's quite funny, is that. - Funny?

- Where were you at the time? - In bed, asleep.

Your BSA's been ridden this morning.

That's what it's for, isn't it? Our Billy went for some fags.

What time was that, Billy?

Way after the van was nicked. He had nowt to do with it.

How would you know if you were in bed asleep?

Because so was he.

I woke him up to go and get me the fags. All right?

- Bellamy gone already? - Shift did finish five minutes ago.

I was waiting for his report about the bread van.

I told him I'd do that.

Phil reckons that the Mottram family might know something.

- And? - They denied any involvement.

The do have a bike similar to the one used by the thieves,

but we've nothing else to suggest it was them.

When the van turns up,

scenes of crimes may be able to tie them into it.

Right. I'm off. Have a good evening, all.

Blimey! He smiled! What's up with him?

Oh, er... Milly, do you mean?

His old CO from the army showed up. Calls him Milly.

- To old comrades. - Old comrades.

Don't often see you in here, Sarge.

I'd like you to meet a very good friend of mine.

Captain Mike MacKenzie. Rob Walker, one of my constables.

- Rob. - Hi.

Come on, then, Rob. Spill the beans. Tell me what he's like as a copper.

I have to admit, he made a damn fine soldier.

Well, if I want to keep my job,

I'd better admit he makes a damn fine police sergeant as well.

BOTH LAUGH

I'm in the chair. What are you having?

Thanks, but I'm meeting someone. Oh! She's here now. Excuse me.

MAC: He seems like a bright young chap.

Oh, he's nobody's fool.

So, I'm intrigued. What really brings you here?

LAUGHTER

Erm... How about we pop into the snug?

I've been going through the diary, looking for potential dates.

Me too. Let's finish our drink and compare notes.

I want you to join me

in an exciting, lucrative new venture.

Really? Good Lord! Doing what?

Well, forgive me for saying so,

but it seems that your... your career might have stalled a bit,

if they've posted you out here in the middle of nowhere.

It's not that bad.

Still, life must be a bit of a struggle on police pay.

- Wife, kids. - We get by.

How would you like to make some real money?

Go on.

I've had this idea

for... for a commercial Outward Bound-type enterprise.

Here, on the moors.

Using army know-how to motivate... motivate people

to... to acquire survival techniques.

You know, rock-climbing, setting up camp, compass reading.

Develop their initiative to cope with life's problems.

Not a bad idea.

No National Service now. Might be what the youngsters of today need.

I've researched it. I've had loads of interest.

Universities, top public schools, big business.

I have a contact in the city.

And he is prepared to fund the set-up.

I can guarantee, guarantee... to double your present salary.

Blimey!

You are exactly the calibre of right-hand man

I need with me on this, Milly. What do you say?

Well, the girls are the problem, keeping them occupied.

And now Phil's got to work this weekend.

I can take care of Peter here, but I can't have the girls under my feet.

Maybe I could pop over and see them.

We've got too much on, Rosie.

They've got a telly and a record player, haven't they?

A telly? Is that what folk do nowadays?

Just plonk them down in front of the telly?

Oh, that's terrible, Bernie!

Well, I hear it's very educational.

You see, I prefer the radio to the television.

Because you don't have to look at the radio.

See, when I was little,

I used to play for hours and hours with a couple of pine cones

and a box of matches.

LAUGHS

No, making little animals.

And then we used to explore the forest.

If they were my kids, I could show them a thing or two.

- Why don't you, then? - I would, but I'm... busy.

Oh, you! You're all gong and no dinner.

Anyway, they're modern kids. You'd bore them to bits.

Rubbish! Me and our David could give them a proper day out.

GINA: Oh, that's good of you, Peg.

I'll tell Phil you've volunteered, then.

Done a good few years in the force now.

Be hard to throw all that away.

And there's retirement to consider.

I'm less than three years away from drawing a full pension.

George, money will not be an issue.

I can guarantee your financial future. Understood?

Well, it's a very tempting idea,

the thought of working under you again, sir.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive today.

What?

You saved my life when you took out that sn*per at Viller Bocage.

Oh, nonsense. No.

We all watched each other's backs in those days.

That's why I want you on board. Someone I can trust.

Well, it's a very tempting thought.

I'll talk it over with the wife. Give you my thoughts tomorrow.

Yes. Sure. Sure.

CLEARS THROAT

So, erm... Keep in touch with any of the old crowd these days?

Not since the last reunion.

El Alamein.

Normandy.

Berlin.

What days they were, eh?

Aye. What days.

BERNIE: There's no need, Rosemary. Honestly.

You've lost your glasses, Bernie. You're not driving home.

Come on. I'll give you a lift on my bike.

I'm not going on that thing.

Oi! Oi! What do you think you're doing?

To marriage.

We've both got family complications.

So we'll keep it simple, right?

Yeah, you know me. I prefer it when it's just the two of us.

PHONE RINGS

They broke in at the back. I've secured it as best I can.

The only thing that seems to be missing

is a paint sprayer and a compressor.

Would you recognise him?

He was wearing goggles and a helmet.

- What about the bike? - It was a BSA with a sidecar.

- Are you sure about that? - Yeah. , I'd say.

I had a dodgy-looking bloke in here about three weeks back.

He rode a BSA. Asking about prices for a respray.

I think he was off the Ashfordly estate.

- Do you remember a name? - BERNIE: He didn't say.

PHIL: Come on, he's in here.

Here you are, Peter. Look who's here.

- Give me a hug before you go. - Hiya!

- Thanks for having him, love. - He's no bother, are you, Peter?

Come here.

It's these two I'm worried about,

having to leave them on their own all day.

Well, they don't have to be on their own, Phil.

- Peggy's offered to help out. - PEGGY: Where are they, then?

Now, come on, girls!

We're taking you out for a walk, put some colour in your cheeks!

I hate walking.

It is quite simple. You only have to put one foot in front of the other.

And how do you know you hate walking, love,

if you've never tried it?

Come on! Put your boots on!

Very good of you, Peggy. Better than them being on their own all day.

Yeah, well, they deserve better.

Although... there will be costs, of course.

Well, giving them their dinner, and that.

I've got to make up a flask of soup, I've got to buy bread and cheese.

I want a proper dinner. Fish and chips.

And then, of course, there's the going rate for childminding.

You know, David and me, we've taken a day off work for this.

Thank you. Come on, come on! Don't just stand there!

- PEGGY: Chop-chop! - PHIL: Go on, you'll enjoy it.

You will! Trust me, I'm your dad.

Their house was in darkness.

The motorbike and sidecar weren't there.

They were definitely up to something, then.

Not necessarily. All I'm saying is they were out.

Rob, the thieves used a BSA bike, a sidecar.

Bernie tells us that somebody from the estate

has been sniffing around for a respray. It has to be them.

The CRO confirmed that two of the Mottrams

have previous convictions for vehicle theft, Sarge.

Well, it gives us reason enough to pay them a visit.

You and I will do that, Walker.

You two, keep your eyes peeled

for any likely places they might have dumped a van.

- I did all that yesterday, Sarge. - Then do it again today.

HE MAKES ENGINE NOISES

Gina.

- GINA: Oh, has your van got lost? - Yes.

Where are you, naughty van?

Come here. Ah, there it is.

SHE MAKES ENGINE NOISES

JACK: Shouldn't you let the lad play with that?

Hiya, Jack.

I was thinking.

How about a trip to the seaside this afternoon?

Yeah! That'll be lovely!

We'd like that, wouldn't we, Peter?

Well, I was thinking we might drop in on a friend of mine,

have a look at his paintings.

Oh, Peter might get bored looking at paintings, love.

Maybe next time, eh?

OK. I'll go on my own.

We'll do it some other time.

DOG BARKS

What now?

I see you've attached your sidecar to your motorbike.

Well, that's what it's for, isn't it?

It wasn't here last night, and nor were you.

- GEORGE: Where were you? - That's none of your business.

A sidecar and motorbike were used in a robbery last night.

- A paint sprayer was stolen. - It's nowt to do with us.

Then you won't mind if we take a look inside.

Yeah, I do mind. You need a warrant for that.

Abracadabra. I have a warrant to search your premises.

MUSIC: 'Country Pie' by Bob Dylan

JANE: This is dead boring.

PEGGY: Stop complaining and keep up.

♪ Oh me, oh my

♪ Love that country pie ♪

- Come on, then. - What are you doing?

I'm teaching you country ways.

I don't believe in private ownership of the countryside, me.

That's trespassing.

You're always saying things are boring.

Don't you want a bit of excitement?

Oh, go on, David. You get through.

There's gamekeepers in there! With g*ns!

Get through, you great lummox!

A bit of lead sh*t in the backside never did anybody any harm.

We won't really get sh*t, will we?

Not if you pay close attention to me.

I'm an expert at this. That's it.

Waste of time getting that warrant, wasn't it?

And you might have wiped your feet before you come in.

Good day to you, Mr Mottram.

If they are thieving,

they must have a place where they hide the stolen stuff.

I want you and Younger on surveillance tonight.

See if they go out again.

ROB: If you think it's worth it, Sarge.

Yes, I do. I don't like being smirked at.

I laid this one a couple of days ago.

You see, you need to get right in

so as to be out of the gamekeeper's sight,

but not so far as to stop the bird... getting to the bait.

There you are!

There's a nice plump one, ready for the pot.

TWIGS BREAKING

Shh!

PEGGY: Right, he'll have gone for his dinner.

Hey, we'll have ours, an' all. Get the grub out.

So, you, er... were on the Normandy landings together?

CHUCKLES

Amongst other beauty spots.

- And you? - Er...

I was with Lord Lovat's brigade at Pegasus Bridge, on Orne River.

Were you, by God! That was some show.

Life round here must seem pretty quiet after that.

Oh, it suits me. It was a very long time ago.

But I still go down to the Legion every week.

Milly was saying

there's little contact between the police and army here.

Not really, no.

Surely they must inform you

if they're transporting slow-moving tanks, or what-have-you,

round your patch.

Well, division might get a memo.

But there's rarely anything that affects us.

Oh. Ah! I was just passing.

Erm... Wondered if you'd had a chance to think it over.

Come into my office.

Cheers.

MAC: So...

Have I tempted you?

I'm very flattered that you considered me, Mac.

And because it's you, I've thought about it very seriously.

But I'm afraid the answer's no.

Money's very important, but it's not everything in life.

The police service has given me a career and security.

And I like the job.

Well, I can't imagine there's much crime round here.

You'd be surprised.

We had a bread van nicked recently, and a garage broken into last night.

We have our fair share of villains round here.

Still... you'll be missing a great opportunity.

Maybe I've not been as adventurous or taken as many risks as you.

My background, I suppose.

You took a lot of risks in the w*r.

Well, it was different then.

I have a wife and children to consider now.

Yeah. Yeah.

Lucky man.

Margery and I, er...

We couldn't have kids.

The marriage went wrong.

Left me, in fact. Two years back.

- I'm sorry to hear that, sir. - Oh... it happens.

But there comes a point in your life when you think...

..taking a big gamble is, er...

..is quite an attractive option.

From what you say, this is not so much of a gamble,

this venture, is it, sir?

What? No! No, no.

No, of course not. But you know me.

Meticulous planning.

I always like to... cut down on the odds of failure.

I'm sure you won't fail, sir.

Well, the only thing I've failed at so far

is getting you to stop calling me sir.

LAUGHS

Sorry.

It's not easy, Mac.

MAC: You're a good man, Milly.

The best.

Nothing. They're indoors.

ROB SIGHS

MUSIC: 'Sunshine of Your Love' by Cream

'Ey up.

♪ It's getting near dawn

♪ When lights close their tired eyes

♪ I'll soon be with you, my love

Sarge will have gone home. Get hold of Phil.

I might need some back-up.

Ah, he's fast asleep already.

Peggy promised me she'd have the girls back by now.

DOOR OPENS

Oh, here they are.

We had a brilliant time, Dad.

Auntie Peg certainly showed us a thing or two about country ways.

Why don't you wash your hands? Tea's in the oven.

You can sit down and tell us all about it, eh?

CHUCKLES

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Excuse me.

♪ I'm with you, my love

They're in here. Let's go.

♪ Yes, I'm with you, my love

♪ It's the morning and just we two

♪ I'll stay with you, darling, now

♪ I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up

ROB: Hold it!

Get off me!

♪ I've been waiting so long

Get off!

♪ I've been waiting so long

SETH: Get off me! Get off!

♪ I've been waiting so long

- Come on. - ♪ To be where I'm going

- ♪ In the sunshine of your love ♪ - No sign of the van.

See you back at the station.

I shouldn't have got within yards of you!

All right, relax.

- The van's nearly ready, sir. - Good.

A bit risky carrying out the theft in our zone of operation,

but with the van breaking down, we had no choice.

Yes, I realise that.

Luckily, I gather the police are assuming locals are responsible

for both the thefts.

Oh, I, erm... I sounded out Miller. Dangled a carrot.

Unfortunately, he didn't take it.

- He's not on for this, then? - I couldn't risk it.

He has a profound sense of... honesty and integrity.

- I admire him for that. - Pity, though.

It would have been good to have a copper on the inside.

Never mind. Our operation is still on track.

We need one more piece of kit,

and we're all set to help ourselves

to, erm... a quarter of a million pounds.

We're not going trespassing again, are we?

Oh, do give over, David!

Now, remember, girls.

You're not to tell your dad that I take you to these places.

You've admitted to dealing in illegal cigarettes.

Why not come clean on the van and the garage break-in?

Cos we didn't do those.

You only admit to crimes you've been caught red-handed at.

Is that what you mean?

I mean we don't admit to things we haven't done!

You weren't at home the night the garage got done. Where were you?

In Whitby. Setting up the ciggy deal with the Spanish trawler guys.

They've sailed now. We can't check that.

Look, me and Billy have held our hands up to the fags.

Can we just get this over with?

PHONE RINGS

Ashfordly Police Station.

Ah, Sarge. Geoff confirms

the other two Mottram lads didn't leave the house at all last night.

Right. I'm charging Seth and Billy with the cigarettes

and opposing bail.

Gives us more chance to find the van.

Hold on a sec.

Er, Sarge, it's Bill Galloway from Galloway Farm.

He reckons that one of their old tractors was stolen last night.

Bread vans, tractors... what is it with the thieves round here?

MAN: Never crossed my mind

folk would come in the night and steal it.

- Is it worth owt? - Nah.

It's an old Fordson, pre-w*r.

How fast does it go?

Ten mile an hour, with a following wind.

They can't have taken it far, anyroad. Not enough paraffin in it.

GINA: I came to apologise for yesterday.

I know me looking after Peter has been getting in the way a bit.

It's not that, Gina.

It's I'm older than you.

And sometimes I worry...

..that I'm not offering you the life you want.

Like playing with Dinky toys, you mean?

LAUGHS

No. Not exactly.

No, but maybe you want your own kids, a family. I don't know.

Believe me, right now I'm just glad when I get Peter back to his dad.

Pulling pints is relaxing in comparison.

Yeah, well, you do make a tasty barmaid.

Erm... Landlady, if you don't mind. My name's above the door.

It might not be much, but it means a lot to me.

Well, it's more than I've achieved. My name's not above any door.

Art's my life.

And here I am, banging out sterile landscapes.

Come on. You're good.

It's just a phase. You'll find inspiration again.

You never know. I might just pose for your painting.

Right. Shortwave radio intercepts confirm an army payroll convoy

will pass along this road at hours approximately, tomorrow.

It will be guarded by the RMP,

because it's carrying the month's pay for two brigades of infantry

on NATO exercise in the North Riding.

We intercept... here.

And relieve them of their cargo

in the region of a quarter of a million pounds.

Now...

The deterrent factor should be enough.

To be used as a last resort.

We'll leave now to recce the spot where we hit them.

When we return, the vehicles at this base

will be moved to operational positions for tomorrow.

- Understood? - ALL: Sir.

Let's go.

SUSAN: Look what I found!

Someone's camping here!

PEGGY: Yeah, it's a pretty well disguised camp, an' all!

I mean, you're nearly on it before you've spotted it.

It must be soldiers. It's an army camp.

What? On manoeuvres, or something?

Come on, let's go, girls!

It's better if nobody knows that we've been here.

Especially your dad. Come on.

My intelligence is the convoy will consist of the payroll lorry

and two escort Land Rovers.

We'll take out the lead Land Rover first, and then the one at the rear.

Once isolated, we'll commandeer the lorry and bring it up here.

Where we transfer the payroll into the resprayed van in double time.

Eric will then drive it to the agreed rendezvous. Questions?

From Tobruk to Berlin, we fought

and never failed to take our objective.

We will not fail tomorrow.

PHIL: Hey! Here he is!

Come on, little fella! Brilliant to see you!

Hey, I hope you've been a good boy for your Auntie Gina.

Of course he has. He's been no trouble at all.

Ah! Come on, then. Shall we get you back, see those girls?

- Yes. - GINA: Bye-bye.

Say bye-bye.

Hiya, Jack.

PHIL: You're a lucky man, Jack. One of a kind, that Gina.

Don't I know it. Hello, love.

Jack, I've been thinking. I was serious.

If you feel me posing for you might help you, then I'll do it.

Look, I really am quite shy, you know.

So I'll do it, but I'll do it for you.

I don't want anybody else to see it, right?

Of course.

- Do you promise? - I promise.

Come on, girls! Get a move on!

Come on! Chop-chop!

Your dad will be wondering where on earth you've got to.

SHE SHRIEKS

You're nicked.

I've checked motoring organisations, garages, car parks...

No reports of an abandoned van anywhere, Sarge.

If it was just the cash on board they were after,

you'd have thought they'd have dumped the van by now.

Unless it was the van itself they were after.

Maybe they stole the respray gear to change its appearance.

Who would want to respray a bread van?

Lord Ashfordly's gamekeeper has caught Peggy Armstrong poaching.

Phil Bellamy's girls were with her.

Give me strength!

PHIL: I trusted you, Peggy.

I paid you to look after them.

DAVID: Well, the girls didn't do any poaching. That was just us.

Take them home, Bellamy.

And make sure they don't get into any more mischief.

Not you!

I'm arresting you both for poaching.

PC Walker will take you to the cells.

HE SIGHS

SHE SIGHS

I must be mad. No.

SHE SIGHS

Right.

Lie down on the settee. Make yourself comfortable. All right?

I must have been crazy.

I should never have trusted you with that woman.

It was much better than school. She taught us lots.

She taught you how to break the law! She's in jail now!

Yeah, well, it's not fair,

one rich landowner having all that to himself.

It doesn't mean that you've got the right to take what you fancy.

We weren't the only ones. There were others in there as well.

How do you mean?

Girls?

Come on. Who else was in there?

We found a secret camp.

Two tents, a van and a tractor. They were all covered up.

A tractor and a... Where was this?

JANE: I'm not sure which part of the woods we were in.

I suppose Peggy would know.

Now, let me get this straight.

You want me to tell you

exactly where in the woods we saw that van and that tractor.

Yes. It's very important.

Well, I'm not entirely sure I remember.

I mean, it's a big place, them woods.

But if I could remember,

what would I get in return for assisting the police?

I might be encouraged to let you off with an official caution.

- ROB: And it was definitely here? - DAVID: Yeah.

ROB: Can you tell us exactly what you saw?

Er... A van and a tractor,

two tents, four sleeping bags,

all covered up with camouflage netting and stuff.

- What sort of tractor was it? - It was an old, pre-w*r Fordson.

Tyre marks. Traces of paint.

Where they resprayed the van possibly?

You say it looked like an army camp?

Yeah, we thought it might have been soldiers on manoeuvres.

ALF ON RADIO: 'Control to Delta Alpha Two-Four.'

'Control to Delta Alpha Two-Four.'

ROB: Yeah, receiving. Go ahead.

I'll let you off this time.

- But that's a final warning. - Thank you, sergeant.

It's a pleasure to do business with you, sergeant.

Brigade HQ confirmed there aren't any army manoeuvres in the woods.

However, they do have a convoy coming through this morning,

carrying a large payroll.

A quarter of a million quid.

- Guarded by m*llitary police. - Go on.

Well, this camp was struck pretty effectively overnight.

What if whoever was here

was planning to hold up that convey today?

- With a tractor and a bread van? - Well, in some way, possibly, yeah.

You're talking about taking on the army.

Holding up the m*llitary police.

Well, someone with inside knowledge. Ex-m*llitary personnel.

It's not easy for me to say this, Sarge,

but the thefts have coincided with your old captain being in the area.

Are you seriously suggesting that Captain MacKenzie

wants to rob an army payroll?

The man's a w*r hero!

He received the MC, risking his life for his country!

Yeah, but I gather he hasn't made a success in civvy life.

He may have recruited ex-soldiers

to gamble on a daring robbery with him.

This is pure speculation.

He did seem particularly keen

to learn about army-police contact up here, Sarge.

This may be all nonsense.

There may not even be a robbery planned.

But I'm beginning to get a very uneasy feeling.

Then we ought to make sure, Sarge. The payroll's due through any time.

Located their frequency. En route about miles away.

At miles an hour,

ETA... minutes.

MAC: Right. Bike one into position. Tractor, to field gate.

Range about yards.

Right, take over as traffic command. Intercept all chat. Talk 'em in.

Right, stand by... and go!

TYRES SCREECH

MP ON RADIO: 'Lead vehicle sustained a puncture. Front nearside tyre.'

'Should we wait? Over.'

Negative. You've only got miles to travel.

ALF ON RADIO: 'I've just had Brigade HQ on.'

Radio contact with the convoy has been lost.

It may have been deliberately jammed.

'Now, their last known position was -.'

'That's where the old Drover's Road meets the valley road.'

'So it gives them three different ways out.'

I don't want to have to use this. But I wouldn't mind.

SIREN

Good. Good. Come on. Come on. Come on, gentlemen. Let's move.

SIREN

DISTANT SIREN

We've got company! Split up!

Come on! Go! Go! Go!

APPROACHING SIREN

Come here!

GRUNTS

The lorry's up there! Come on!

Come on, men. Yes.

Come on. As you are.

OK. Yes.

APPROACHING SIREN

Shall we?

Panda Two to all units. Lorry on fire. Drover's Road is blocked.

MAC: In about a mile, we hit the main road.

Look, sir! A copper!

Drive at him. He'll give way.

Isn't that Miller?

Didn't want this to be on your patch,

but it was the best place to hit them.

Why? Why ruin your life for this?

CHUCKLES

My life is ruined already. I'm bankrupt, I'm divorced.

- Things haven't gone too well. - Why resort to this?

Ah. Couldn't resist one last hurrah.

Show them I've still got what it takes.

Give me the g*n.

You know me better than that.

Move your car.

Come on. Let me take my chances. I think you owe me that at least.

Come on, Milly! I saved your life, remember?

No. You want to get by me, you're gonna have to use that.

Don't be a bloody fool.

Bates!

Move Miller's car!

GRUNTS

GRUNTS

- Hold it! - No! You hold it!

Get down! Down!

On your face! Now!

Miller... move the car. Or he gets a b*llet.

MAC: Stand still!

MAC: Stand very still!

MAC: I'll k*ll him.

MAC: I'll k*ll him.

"And in the battle's blazing heat, the just cause shall prevail."

Your speech, Captain, to the men. Before the battle of El Alamein.

Damn you, Miller.

Damn you to hell.

Thank you, sir.

Michael MacKenzie, I'm arresting you for robbery.

There's police cars all over the place.

Where is it, then?

Understand, it's not finished.

I understand.

Do you like it? As a painting.

It's important to me that you do.

Jack! It's brilliant! It's the best you've done!

Are you all right, lad?

You took a bit of a risk, didn't you?

You fight next to a man for five years, you get to know him.

He could never have pulled that trigger. I knew that.

I'm glad you did, Sarge.

You should have seen it when the lorry exploded.

I thought we'd had it.

Yeah, but it was our discovery that foiled it. Weren't it, David?

I suppose so. In a way.

There you go.

Rob, it's true, in't it?

You'd never have caught 'em without us.

Yeah, that's right. You saved the day.

We have given great service to the community.

Now, surely that deserves a little reward of some kind?

Don't push your luck, Peggy.

I can't believe Sergeant Miller waited to call his bluff.

He was sure he would never have pulled the trigger.

Easy for him to say.

Listen, I hope this isn't going to give you second thoughts

about marrying a copper.

Too late now.