17x24 - Oscar's Birthday

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory?

Oh, come on, lad. It won't take a minute.

Mrs Armstrong, we're on duty.

Yes, we've got to try out this new radar equipment.

Sergeant Miller's been going on and on about it.

It's only an upright.

And you'll get to meet them new people,

Mr and Mrs Faussett.

I tell you what, he's rolling in it. Absolutely rolling.

And wait till you get a look at her!

Our David's eyes were on st*lks.

MUSIC: 'Come On Let's Go' by Tommy steel

- Well, in that case... - ♪ Let's go, little darlin'

♪ Let's go, let's go again once more

♪ We-e-ell... ♪

Reinforcements, Mr Faussett!

- Hello! I'm Edgar Faussett. - How do you do?

- Welcome to Aidensfield. - Hello.

Thanks very much! Well, it's just in through here.

- Voila. - Ah.

It's disgusting, isn't it, how some folk leave stuff behind

for folk moving in to get rid of.

No consideration at all.

Yes. Well, let's just ease it to the door, shall we?

Hello there!

Out the way, darling.

Coming. Coming.

One more shove! That's the one.

Right, tie her down with the ropes, David.

Now then. That'll be a fiver, sir, to cover the cost of disposal.

Hey! And don't forget, if you need any other jobs doing,

you know where to find us. - Indeed I do.

Marvellous. Thanks so much. You must be the local policeman.

That's right. Joe Mason. And this is Geoff Younger.

Joe Mason. Well, do pop round some time, Joe.

I want to know all about Aidensfield.

- Right! - Well, thanks again for your help.

Come along in, Angela. You'll catch your death.

Right, so Peggy's gonna do the cake...

We daren't leave it here in case he finds it.

- You've done the shopping list? - Yes. Look.

- Me and Geoff are going to... - Ssh! Keep your voice down!

I think your Aunty Peggy's right, David.

Nobody wants a piano any more.

You can't give them away these days.

Yeah, but to chop it up for firewood, though.

No-one learns any more, that's why. Not like in our day, Oscar.

Miss Gordon, that was the name of my teacher.

She used to whack me over the knuckles with a ruler.

I've still got the scars. It was horrible.

I loved it.

Well, I did. I took exams.

Grades, they were called. I got a merit in one of them.

I wanted to go on,

but Dad said there was no necessity for me to play the Minute Waltz

if I were going to be working in a garage.

I don't suppose you'd come round and have a look at our piano,

Mr Scripps? Just to give an opinion, like.

- An opinion on what? - Nothing.

Evening, all.

- Good day? - Don't ask.

Miller's got this new gadget for trapping speeding motorists.

It'll never catch on. Oh. Hello again!

Joe! I was hoping I'd see you here.

Really?

Oh. Carol and Gina, this is Angela Faussett.

Edgar, you remember Joe from this afternoon, don't you?

Yes. Hello again. No good, darling.

Too late to eat here. Let's go, shall we?

She's a box of tricks, isn't she?

- Sorry. What was that? - Mm...

What do you think, then?

I've had a look, and it's quite a nice case.

PLAYS A SCALE

It's not too badly out of tune.

But it's like Oscar and Alf said last night, David.

Nobody really wants these any more.

PLAYS SIMPLE TUNE

- Sad, really. - Hang on a minute.

Here you go. Sit down. See if you can remember any tunes.

PLAYS OLD DANCE TUNE

Flipping heck, Mr Scripps. You're brilliant.

Not really. Anybody can play if they've had lessons.

- What, even me? - Yeah, you'd probably be very good.

Why?

Well, you're musical, aren't you?

Do you think we'd be able to get this into the house?

Well, we could try.

MUSIC: 'Jungle Jazz Room (From The Cotton club) by Steve Gray

Blue Alvis tourer coming through now, Geoff. Estimated speed mph.

NO ANSWER

Geoff? Are you there?

Geoff!

Keep pushing. ALL STRAIN

Come on, give it a bit of welly.

- Joe's going to k*ll me. - Oh, hang on!

Can't we just finish off before Aunt Peg gets back?

Come on, one last shove.

That's it!

Don't look at me. It wasn't my idea.

I was just standing by the road doing speed traps

when David asked me to help him get it in here.

Well, then you can help him get it out again then, can't you?

I think I'm in enough trouble as it is, thank you. Bye, everybody.

- Peggy... - I'm sorry,

but I am not having this thing in my house.

Actually, this is my house.

And I'm not gonna let you chop this up.

- I'm going to learn to play it. - What?

- Yeah, for Mr Blaketon's birthday. - WHAT?

He wants to play Happy Birthday.

- As a surprise. - On the pub piano.

I can do it, Aunt Peggy. I know I can.

Mr Scripps says I'm very musical.

Give me strength.

Joe, your phone's been ringing and ringing,

so in then the end, I answered it.

I've been standing out there like a lemon for half an hour!

Not that we'll catch anyone. Everyone knows we're there by now,

they're all doing miles an hour, apart from that Faussett bloke.

He was definitely speeding. You know, it was odd.

His wife saw me. She was waving at him, trying to get him to stop,

but he just drove on.

well, that's probably why she's just called.

- Oh? - She wants you to go and see her.

- Straight away. - Oh, right.

Gosh. We are in a rush!

Well, you said straight away. It could be urgent.

Curtains? You want me to recommend someone to make some curtains?

Yes, please. And an upholsterer and someone to lay the carpets.

Oh, and very important, the name of a grocer who delivers,

I see. Was this what was so important?

Well, yes. I thought, as you are the village policeman,

you'd be bound to know.

Oh dear. Am I being the most terrible nuisance?

Not interrupting, am I?

Not at all.

We were just talking about curtains.

The things a rural bobby has to do, eh?

LAUGHS

Well, thanks for coming round,

but we mustn't take up any more of your time.

Oh, and in future, there's no need

to involve yourself in our domestic affairs.

Goodbye.

Joe! Sorry about that,

but Edgar was around. I need your help, Joe.

I think my life's in danger.

- Angela? - Just thanking him, darling.

- Gina? - Yeah?

You shouldn't be moving furniture! You're having a baby in two weeks!

I've got to. There's no room for the cot.

Gina, the cot is going in the baby's room.

Well, I've changed my mind. I want the baby in here with me now,

so I've got to move things around.

What's going on up here?

I think Gina's getting what you call the nesting instinct.

- Give us a hand, Oscar. - But...

"Help me. My life's in danger"?

- That's what she said. - She's just being dramatic.

- I don't think so. - Joe, she's a young woman

with no job or kids and a rich husband.

She's got too much time on her hands.

Look, all I'm asking is that you go round there and see what you think.

Please.

DISCORD Right! Get off.

Hi. Carol Cassidy. We met briefly in the pub the other night.

- I just thought I'd call round... - I'm sorry, I'm very busy.

Actually, Joe Mason asked me to call.

He said you needed help.

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

Whatever goes on between me and Joe,

it certainly doesn't concern you.

- Who was that? - No one.

Well, it can hardly have been no one, can it?

All right, it was that policeman fellow again,

but I managed to get rid of him.

- What? - Darling, he's gone!

Come on.

HORN TOOTS

I went to see your Angela Faussett yesterday.

And?

She said she didn't know what I was talking about.

Denied she'd ever asked for help,

most certainly did not want to talk to me

and implied there was something going on between you and her.

Like I said before, she's a bored woman without enough to do.

Husband's out all day, and she's looked around

and found herself a nice policeman to amuse herself with.

If you've got any sense you'll steer well clear.

What was all that about?

Didn't we see that new chap driving past

a few minutes ago? - Yeah, in his Alvis.

And he hasn't been back this way since?

- No. - All right. Well...

you start laying out the cables.

- I'll be back in ten minutes. - Yeah, but Sergeant Mi...

PLONKING NOTES ON PIANO

Oh!

It's no good, Mr Scripps. All these flipping black dots and white dots

and things that look like tadpoles on telegraph wires,

I can't do it. I'm just too stupid.

Oh dear. Peggy said you were getting in a bit of a state.

Of course I'm in a state!

How am I meant to be able to play Happy Birthday

when I can't even manage "Kitty on the Keys"?

PLONKS DESPERATELY No...

Here, tell you what. Have you got a pencil?

Right. Now, look, forget crotchets and quavers and all that.

We're going to do Happy Birthday by numbers,

and by Saturday you'll be perfect. Shift.

PLAYS "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

, , ... ...

Not expecting to find me in, Constable?

Not at all. It's you I came to see.

Oh, yes?

We're conducting speed checks through the village,

and you've been seen driving over the speed limit.

We're not going to do anything about it this time,

but I thought that I ought to warn you.

Yeah, to slow down a bit. I'll try to remember, Constable.

Oh, and if you came round to have a little word with my wife

about, er... say curtains or something, she's out.

- What's going on? - Nothing!

Why does he keep coming round?

- I don't know! - You do. You're lying to me.

I don't!

Where are you going? Edgar?

ENGINE STARTS

I don't like to get one of your men into trouble,

but I'm afraid I'm going to have to.

- "One of my men"? - Mm.

Mason, I think his name is. The Scottish fellow. I'm sorry to say

he's been making a nuisance of himself with my wife.

And you may well look astonished, but it's hardly surprising.

She's a very beautiful woman.

How do you mean, making a nuisance of himself?

Do I really have to go into it?

Unprofessional behaviour for a policeman. Let's leave it at that,

especially when it concerns a married woman.

The trouble is,

it's the last thing she needs right now.

She's recently had a mental breakdown.

What did Mr Faussett say?

That you'd been pestering his wife.

I repeat the question. Is there any truth in it?

No.

There is nothing going on between you and her?

Not if you don't include discussing some curtains and some carpets.

- Don't be funny. - I'm sorry.

Look, I am concerned about her and her husband.

She's frightened. She thinks that he might try and k*ll her.

Yes, well, I shouldn't take too much notice of that.

She's had a nervous breakdown.

- What? - That's why they're here.

To help her get better.

So I just ignore it, do I?

- Ignore her plea for help? - Yes, and that's an order.

A complaint has been made,

and whether there's any truth in it or not is immaterial.

Any further contact with the couple will only lead to trouble.

PLAYS NOTES HESITANTLY

Oh...

DOG BARKS

GROANS FURIOUSLY

Bye, darling. See you this evening.

And thanks for sorting everything out.

- My pleasure. Love you. - And I love you too.

MUSIC: 'Runaway' by Del Shannon

Bernie!

I hardly got a wink of sleep last night what with him practising

and Deefer creating.

He'll never do it, Bernie, not in a million years.

You've got to persuade him to drop it.

Come on, he's set his heart on it.

Whatever happens, after the party that piano's going on the fire.

All right. Seems a shame though, considering what it might be worth.

- Oh? - Oh, you'd not be interested,

not if you're going to chop it up.

I thought you said them pianos was worth nowt.

Well, now that I've got to know yours a bit better,

I think it might be an exception.

- How much is it worth, then? - Who knows?

£?

I knew it! I knew it were a valuable antique!

You're the only person I can turn to, Joe.

I'm just so frightened, so, so frightened.

I'm shaking. Feel my hands.

Hey. Calm down. Tell me why you're so frightened.

My husband, of course.

I can't make him see reason. I've tried and tried, but...

Go on.

He's convinced himself I'm having an affair.

Again. Just like he did in our last place.

I told him I'm not, but it's no good.

He's just so jealous.

Every time I make a phone call, he's suspicious.

Every time I go out.

And Joe, because you're a policeman,

I want to tell you something very important.

If ever I should go missing, suspect the worst.

Look for my body. He will have k*lled me.

- Oh. Sorry. - It's all right.

I've got to get going.

Edgar's ringing when he gets to the office.

Remember what I said. I meant it.

- Sorry to burst in on you. - Look...

It's all right. I can see what's going on.

Don't be silly.

Let go of me, please.

She only came here because she's frightened.

Joe, how can you be taken in by her?

Get in.

Now!

Can't you see it? She's an unstable, highly manipulative woman.

Do you know something? I think you're jealous.

I most certainly am not!

Oh, and she's left her coat behind. On purpose, no doubt.

Taking it back, Joe? Good idea. Just what the lady wants.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't be angry.

- I thought you'd gone to work. - You thought wrong, didn't you?

I stayed out of sight so as to see what you were up to.

And now I know. At it again, aren't you?

No!

This time with a village policeman! Oh, dear oh, dear, Angela.

Can't you find somebody better than that?

You're hurting me. Let go. Please let go!

I'm so sorry.

Please. Please don't do this to me, Angela. Please.

You're breaking my heart.

MUSIC: 'Chains' by Marmalade

♪ Chains

♪ Someone take these chains away and set me free

♪ Chains

♪ Chains of love I know will be the death of me

♪ Why don't you set me free

♪ And let me be what I wanna be

♪ That is, I wanna be free

♪ I wanna be free

♪ Chains

♪ Chains of love

♪ Chains

♪ Chains of love ♪

BANGING ON DOOR

- Where is she? - Hold on a minute!

Angela!

What's happened? Tell me what's happened.

She's gone, hasn't she? My wife's gone!

- What? - As I'm sure you know all too well!

You don't fool me, Mason. I know what's going on.

Mr Faussett, calm down!

I knew it. So, where are you hiding her?

I've had enough! Come here!

I suggest that you report your wife's disappearance

directly to my sergeant.

And she definitely didn't leave a note?

No. And she would never go off on her own. Never.

Someone must've helped her, and that someone was him!

Let's stick to the facts, shall we?

She left some time during the night.

A suitcase and some clothes are missing.

Yes, and her coat was in his office!

They're in it together, I'm telling you!

Sir, I appreciate how upsetting this might be for you,

but let's be sensible, shall we?

If Constable Mason had any idea where she was,

he'd tell us. - Huh.

I don't know where she's gone, Mr Faussett. Believe me.

If she took the trouble to pack a suitcase,

she must have planned to go,

in which case there's nothing we can do.

- What? - She is an adult, Mr Faussett.

It's a free country.

It's not a police matter, I'm afraid.

- You're saying you won't help me? - I'm sorry.

- I can't. - So what am I supposed to do?

Go home and wait until she gets in touch with you.

In the meantime, we have all her details.

And if we hear anything, we'll let you know straight away.

What a comfort that is. Thank you so much.

I'll be watching you.

What did I tell you the other day

about interfering between husband and wife?

It only leads to trouble!

I didn't interfere. She asked for my help.

And now she's gone, and you've got the blame.

Actually, Sergeant, she did say something quite important.

Yes?

She said that if she ever went missing,

we should look for a body because she'd be dead.

The woman is unbalanced, Mason. And she's sucking you in.

Now I want you to go back to that speed survey.

Younger's waiting for you.

And I want the report on my desk this afternoon.

- Sergeant... - Mason!

Ah. Well, thanks, Dawn.

Look, I know it's not much, Oscar, but happy birthday all the same.

And me too. I'm sorry there's no present or anything.

Oh, that's all right. Birthdays don't mean much,

not when you get to my age.

Oh, no, we have arranged something for you, Oscar.

Yeah. Bernie's gonna take you out to tea.

In Scarborough!

That's very kind of him, but i think I'd rather just..

No, no, no, no. You've got to go. It's all been fixed for you.

Yeah. It's their little treat.

I think I'll just put these on the mantelpiece.

Scarborough...

PHONE RINGS

Police House, Aidensfield.

"It's me."

Angela? Where are you?

In a hotel. I've left him, Joe. I need to see you.

Which hotel are you in?

"Swear you won't tell anyone?"

Joe, it's a matter of life and death.

OK.

"The Crown Hotel, Aisalby."

I'm on my way.

PHONE RINGS

- Hello? - Hello, Edgar darling. It's me.

♪ DEEP PURPLE: Hush

♪ Na na-na na Na-na na na-na na

♪ Na na-na na Na-na na na-na na

♪ I got a certain little girl She's on my mind

♪ No doubt about it She looks so fine

♪ She's the best girl That I ever had

♪ Sometimes she's gonna make me feel so bad

♪ Na na-na na Na-na na na-na na

♪ Hush, hush

♪ I thought I heard her calling my name now

♪ Hush, hush

♪ She broke my heart But I love her just the same now

♪ Hush, hush

♪ I thought I heard her... ♪ HORN BLARES

♪ Hush, hush

♪ I need her loving and I'm not to blame

♪ Early in the morning (Love, love)

♪ Late in the evening (Love, love)

♪ I want it, I need it (Love, love)

♪ I gotta, gotta have it

♪ She got lovin' like quicksand

♪ Only took one touch of her hand

♪ Blow my mind and I'm in so deep

♪ I can't eat and I can't sleep

♪ Na na-na na

♪ Na-na na

♪ Na-na na... HORN BLARES

Mason?

No, no. No no.

I've fixed up cover so we can all go to Oscar Blaketon's do.

We need to put in a strong appearance, especially...

I thought you were supposed to be doing that speed survey.

Yes, Sergeant, but... I couldn't find Joe.

- I beg your pardon? - He didn't turn up.

Didn't turn up? Where is he then?

I don't know. I've looked everywhere.

There's no sign of him or his bike.

Alf, find out what he's playing at, would you?

Yes, Sarge.

KNOCK AT DOOR

I was going to let you know!

I was just calling you.

We've come to collect the piano, mate.

- What? - The piano for Harrogate.

The salerooms.

- Still nothing. - Maybe his radio's on the blink.

Control to Delta Alpha Two Four. Over.

I need to speak to you in private.

You'd better come through.

Well?

- I think I've k*lled someone. - Your wife?

No.

Constable Mason.

You see, Angela called me and said Mason was on his way over to her.

He's obsessed with her. She begged me to try and stop him.

So when I saw him on his bike,

I just saw red.

I think it's here... I think.

Out. Where is he? Quickly!

It was an accident. I didn't mean for it...

- WHERE IS HE? - There's the bike, Sergeant.

- Right. Have fun, you two. - Come along, Oscar.

All the way to Scarborough, just for a cup of tea?

Is this a good idea, Bernie?

It's your birthday! Come on! Live a little.

What, in the hearse?

Go on. GRUNTS

- All clear? - Yeah.

Right. Come on, you lot.

We've got till seven o'clock.

There it is, look. Knock again.

Now what?

We've got to be back in Harrogate tonight.

Well, it's not as if it's theirs.

- How did he get here? - A farmer found him

and phoned an ambulance. He's in there.

- And he's really all right? - He was unconscious quite a while,

so he'll need to be watched, but apart from that, yes.

Just cuts and bruises.

In fact I'm having trouble stopping him discharging himself.

I'm sorry about all this, Sergeant. Ow.

Steady now.

You all right, lad? You had us worried.

You said your wife had some sort of nervous breakdown.

She didn't. I made that up.

She had an affair. I'd been through it once.

I couldn't bear the thought of her leaving me again. I just couldn't.

Well, it's not for us to comment on the state of your marriage,

but I take it the previous affair was resolved?

Yes. But she doesn't love me.

- She loves what I can give her. - Money.

So we come back to the question of why she's done all this?

I don't know.

Mr Faussett, you are facing very serious charges

relating to the as*ault on PC Mason,

which could result in a custodial sentence.

What will she do then, Mr Faussett?

She'll divorce me.

And that'll make her a very rich woman.

Joe! At last! I'd almost given you up.

Why's he here?

We need to ask you a few questions.

- But you swore not to tell anyone! - Yes, I did.

But then I found out you'd phoned your husband and tipped him off.

- Sorry? - It's why he followed me, isn't it?

You told Edgar I was coming to see you.

He knows you only did it to get a favourable divorce settlement.

Oh, well, he would say that, wouldn't he?

He's terrified I might get some of his precious money.

Is that what this is all about, Angela?

Is that why you kept trying to see me?

To make him jealous, provoke him into doing something he'd regret?

Oh, you've got a vivid imagination.

All right, darling. What's going on?

Ah. Now it makes sense.

- So, where's Angela now? - Off with her lover,

organising her divorce,

telling her lawyers about Edgar's violent behaviour

and hoping to get half his money as a result.

- Very crafty. - She'll get it, too.

- Well, I won't say I told you so. - No. Oww!

- I think you just have. - I'm just going to speak to Peggy.

- Peggy! How did the piano go? - What?

The men asked me where your place was, so I told them.

The men to take the piano to Harrogate, to the salerooms.

Good job you didn't burn it! You'd have been in trouble.

CHOKES Are you all right?

I was till you told me that!

- He's coming, he's coming! - Ssh.

- ALL: Surprise! - Happy birthday!

I see. So this is what the trip to Scarborough was all about, Bernie?

- 'Fraid so. - Well, what can I say?

It's a great surprise! Thank you all. Thank you very much.

- Happy birthday, Oscar! - Many happy returns.

- Gina? - Oh, Carol.

It's these Braxton-Hicks things.

I've been having them all day.

I think we'd better get you upstairs.

- No, look, I'm all right. - Now.

Hungry, Peggy?

I'm angry. Somebody's pinched my piano.

It wasn't yours in the first place.

Can I have a word?

I was paid to get rid of it, Alf.

And I've taken a lot of trouble looking after it.

I reckon that makes it mine.

- You're not taking her in? - I daren't. She's too far gone.

What's up?

Do you mind? It's a private conversation.

Do you mean she's having the baby here?

Oscar, there's no choice.

She's well on her way, and second babies can come really quickly.

I see.

- Well, is there anything I can do? - Yes, don't worry.

It's all going to be fine. I'll just have a word with Chris.

Is it Gina? Oscar, she's not poorly, is she?

Leave me alone, will you?

- She's in late first stage already? - And six centimetres dilated.

Good lord. How did she manage to get that far without telling anyone?

She thought it was a false alarm.

Right. Shall I go up now or...

No, no. I'll give you a call when we need you.

- She's never in labour, is she? - Please don't say anything.

No! But when's she off to hospital?

She isn't. She's having it here.

But not a word. She doesn't want to spoil the party.

I'll get my kit.

Gina's in labour!

- What? - Really?

- Upstairs. - What?

It's Gina, she's having the baby.

- In the pub! - No!

Shush! She doesn't want anybody to...

..know about it. SIGHS

GROANS

Right. Let's get you on the bed.

- I'm not moving. - I'll help you.

No. Leave me alone!

OK. Would you like Chris to come up?

No! No, I don't want anyone!

I'm sick of this, Carol.

KNOCK AT DOOR

I've put a hottie in it, wrapped in a blanket.

Good girl.

GINA WAILS

- Happy birthday, Oscar. - Oh, er... well, thanks.

Many happy returns. Don't go wasting it on customers.

Thanks very much.

- He's a bit preoccupied. - Gina's having her baby. Upstairs.

Steady on. Steady on, Oscar.

It's a natural process. I mean, one's born every minute.

And I think that's just the Chinese.

All right, everyone. Gather round.

Oscar's going to open his presents.

Oh!

I hope you've got all got your sunglasses ready.

Oscar, here you are. This comes to you from all your friends

at the Aidensfield Arms.

That's very kind of you.

No idea what this is. Thanks, Bernie.

ALL CHEER

Oh! And...

- Chosen by Dawn. - What a colour!

- Come on! Speech! - ALL: Speech!

Er...

GINA WAILS

It's a boy!

Everyone. Everyone.

It's a boy! CHEERING

All right, everyone. Mother and baby are both doing exceptionally well.

Where's Oscar? Gina wants to show him the baby.

- Go on, Oscar. - Say hello to him.

Sorry you missed the fun. It all happened so quickly.

That's all right. I'm just delighted for her.

Oh, she's so thrilled, Chris.

I don't know, Carol. Why did we ever stop seeing each other?

Come in.

You were right after all, Oscar.

Everything's just fine.

He's like his dad, isn't he?

Well, Oscar...

meet Philip Oscar Bellamy.

Philip Oscar Bellamy.

I'm sorry if we spoilt your birthday.

You're a cheeky fella, nicking my big day.

He's gorgeous, Gina.

Welcome to Aidensfield, little man.

- Hello there. - Ah, Sergeant Dawson.

I heard you ended up in hospital.

Wanted to check you're still in one piece.

It's nothing serious. Just cuts and bruises.

You know, you should take a bit more care of yourself, Joe.

I should do a lot of things.

Sorry to interrupt. Faussett's lawyers

are trying to get him bail, making a fuss, claiming it was an accident.

But with your evidence and his confession,

it won't come to anything.

Yeah, I'm sure it won't. Er, could you excuse me a second?

- What's up? - Nothing.

Is Chris gone?

- Yeah. - Why?

If you must know, he suggested we start seeing each other again.

Oh.

What did you say?

Well, no, of course.

Once things are over, they're over, aren't they?

Don't look so pleased. I know he's never been your favourite person.

There's a reason for that.

He's coming! He's coming!

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

- ♪ Happy birthday dear Oscar - ♪ And the new baby

Philip. His name's Philip.

♪ Happy birthday, dear Oscar and baby Philip

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

BABY CRIES

LAUGHTER

Come on, let's get you home.

- I love you, Dawn. - Yes, so you keep saying.

I love you, Dawn. I love you.

That's it, Aunt Peg. Come on, one foot in front of the other.

Thanks, Oscar. Great party.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Yeah. Really great. Night.

PIANO: 'Night and Day'

♪ BOTH: Night and day

♪ You are the one... ♪

Here we are.

Well. Night.

By the way, I was jealous too.

Of Angela, like you said.

I see.

So if you were jealous of Angela,

and I was jealous of Chris...

..what does all that mean?

You tell me.

MUSIC: 'Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart' by Cilla Black

♪ Something's gotten into my life...

- Good night. - Good night.

♪ Making me smile and making me frown

♪ In a world that was small

♪ I once lived in a time

♪ That was peace and no troubles at all

♪ But then you came my way... ♪