Heartbeat (1992–…): Season 18, Episode 20 - Jobs for the Boys - full transcript
There has been three break-ins within a week already and the fourth item on the burglars' "shopping list" is the Aidensfield Arms. Nothing but money was taken, and the police are without a clue until Aunt Peggy and other old people receive an anonymous envelope with 20 pounds each. Money that comes from the break-ins. Furthermore Carol Cassidy saw a car in Aidensfield at the time of the break-in at the pub with a man and a woman in it. PC Mason readily admits that he was the man, but to Carol's great annoyance he does not say anything about who the woman was. Douglas Philpot asks Oscar Blaketon and Alf Ventress to look for his son Ian, whom he and his wife Mary have not heard from for three months. A colleague of his also saw him at a night club in Whitby, but that is all. The two sleuths have a feeling though that Mary Philpot knows more than she is willing to say with her husband present.
To be or not to be,
that is the question.
Whe..., oh no!
Why is it so dark in here?
What's going on?
Nick, what are you doing?
The sun is shining outside.
Oh, hi, Annie.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Well, stand up then.
I can't.
Why not?
Erm...
Right, I'm coming over.
No ... ..... OK.
Oooooh,
Oh, nice outfit, Nick!
Bridget, look at this!
Oh, you can laugh,
but one day, I...
will be a great actor.
In fact, I might get a part in a Shakespeare production this week.
Oh, In your dreams!
Did you have a good day at work, Bridget?
Oh, I'm so tired.
Training with the England football team this morning.
Oh, those boys - so cheeky!
But they really know what they're talking about.
Football?
No. Hairstyles and fashion, of course.
Anyway, then I had lunch with Kylie Minogue's agent - lovely man.
So funny! I'm exhausted.
Oh!! Poor Bridget.
Euch, I must get changed.
Now Bridget's a researcher for Channel Nine, all she talks about is sweet stars.
Huh! Bleuhh! It's so boring.
Huh? I'll be sweet when I'm famous.
Where are they?
I thought so.
"To die... to sleep ?"
Nick!
... ......?
Are those my tights?
No. Huh!
Oh yes they are!
Oh, these tights. Are they yours, Bridget?
I'll speak to you later.
Now where's Hector?
I have some exciting news for him.
Oh, hi, Bridget.
Hi, sugar-plum!
Hi, snugly-puppykins!
Hey, nice tights, man!
Hector, I have some great news for you.
Channel Nine is looking for a television reporter.
Ah - I could do that!
Not an English reporter.
A Latin American who speaks English.
But I can't speak English very well.
Just audition.
Go on, Hector, the camera will love you.
And so will the girls!
Not all the girls, I hope.
Well, if you think so, then...
Ah, Hector,
with my help, the job is yours.
And my new boss will be very impressed with me.
OK, Bridget.
Right! Let's do some research.
Annie, we need CNN. Find it.
And Nick
Yes?
I want my tights back. Now!
OK.
You want your tights back?
They are Versace. The remote, please, Annie.
Alas, poor Yorick.
I knew him, Horatio.
What's wrong with it?
I don't know. I think it's broken.
Well, we'll have to go to your place then.
Ah! There you are.
Shhh, Nick.
We're watching CNN.
We're doing research for Hector's new job
Hector's new job?
What about my new job?
I need to do research as well.
Nick!
There! That's better.
To be or not to be...
What's this?
Hamlet - a tragedy.
What's it about?
Love.
Madness.
And murder.
Hamlet's father, the king, is killed...ugh
by Hamlet's uncle,
who then marries...
Hamlet's mother, so
Hamlet kills his uncle
and his mother and then...
he dies.
That sounds like my family.
It's a masterpiece. I'd be great as Hamlet.
Oh! My tights!
Oh, Bridget, I had an accident.
Buy me another pair or you will have an accident!
Accident or murder?!
OK, Bridget.
Right, I'm off.
Me too.
Goodnight, sugar-plum.
Night, snuggly-puppykins.
Oh, Nick, I am worried.
Hector, I know what you mean.
When women talk like that, it is time to move on.
No, not Annie.
This television reporter's job.
I don't really think I can do it.
Hector, of course you can.
What you need is...
Talent?
No! You don't need talent.
You need Nick's School for Television Reporters.
Nick's School for Television Reporters?
Yeah! I will teach you to be a television reporter.
OK!
OK.
Rule number one:
imagine you are talking to a beautiful woman.
Good evening,
this is Nick Jessop, reporting from the Houses of Parliament just for you.
Rule number two: be mysterious.
I am here to tell you
the Houses of Parliament may look normal,
but all is not as it seems.
Rule number three:
make them trust you.
I can reveal that this building is actually an alien space station.
Trust me. Trust Nick Jessop.
I will always tell you the truth.
See you later. Goodnight and...
sleep tight.
Do it like that, Hector, and you will get the job.
Hi, this is Hector Romero.
Did you get my fax?
Well, did you get my email?
What did Sting say? Will he do the interview?
You won't even ask him?
He's never heard of Channel Nine? Oh, please. Please!
Please!
Well can I meet him?
I can?
Where is he?
At the airport? I'll be there.
Yes!
Hector Romero for you, Bridget.
No.
Hector, I forgot your audition.
Listen, I must go out for one hour.
Sting wants to see me!
Don't worry.
Just remember everything I've told you. Here's the script, there's the camera.
Must dash! Be back in an hour!
But... I...
Hello, this is Hector Romero for Channel Nine.
What a day!
First Sting had already departed for New York
and now this!
This!
From you, Hector!
Sorry, Bridget.
Was this Nick's idea?
Erm...
I thought so.
So, have I got the job?
What do you think?
Goodbye, Hector.
And the new editor will be here soon.
Right! Nick!
Nick... I am too angry to speak. Bridget.
Huh!
Hi, Bridget!
Nick.
I thought you were too angry to speak to me.
Shut up, Nick. How dare you.
How dare I what?
Teach Hector to be a news reporter!
Ah, ahm, sorry, Bridget.
He was ridiculous.
"Hi, sexy, this is Hector Romero."
My new editor will be here soon and I wanted to impress her.
So will Hector get the job then?
Of course he won't get the job. You made me look a fool. You...
you and Hector are so stupid!
Who was that?
Wrong number.
Hey, Nick, look at this.
This could be perfect for you.
What is it?
Is Shakespeare in your blood?
Could you be our Hamlet?
Yeah!
Do you love performing?
Yeah!
Do you love travelling?
Yeah!
Do people adore you?
Naturally!
Then we need you.
Call this number for a Shakespearean experience.
Wow!
Hamlet!
My dream!
I'll call now.
I must learn my lines.
To be...
to be...
Or not to be?
Hello, Bridget.
Eunice,
what are you doing here?
Long time no see, Bridget.
And how's Nick? Does he miss me?
No. Er, yes.
Oh!
You have a new hairstyle.
Yeah.
So have you.
Yes, but the difference is,
mine looks good.
Yes.
Anyway, Bridget,
I am your new editor.
Surprised?
No, no, no.
Good.
OK.
Two rules.
One: I am your editor and I am always right.
Two: you are the researcher, you are always wrong.
OK?
OK!
Now what have you got for me today?
Well,
Sting would love to come for an interview,
but...
But he's not coming.
No.
But we need a new reporter and...
and...
and I have found you the most perfect person.
He's Latin American, speaks English and he's very sexy.
Watch this. I know you'll love him.
Hi, sexy.
This is Hector Romero for Channel Nine.
Wow, you look beautiful today.
Guess what?
There's been a diamond robbery in London.
I would love to put diamonds on those pretty ears.
But you, yes, you...
can sleep safely in your bed tonight.
This is Hector Romero.
I'll be back.
Well?
Of course! Hector!
Oh, he is perfect!
I'm sure you would have been a very good reporter.
But Bridget is angry with me.
Huh! Don't worry about Bridget.
Guess what? I've got the job.
Hamlet?
Shakespeare? Congratulations, man!
Oh, great! When do you start?
Tonight. I've got the costume already.
I think I will go and wash my motorbike.
You haven't got a motorbike.
I have now.
Hi, everyone!
Hector, you have a visitor.
My new editor!
Eunice, do you remember Hector?
Hmm. How could I forget?
And of course Nick!
I could never forget you!
I thought you had a motorbike to wash?
Thank you.
Hector,
I just popped in to say...
congratulations. You've got the job!
Isn't it wonderful?
Eunice really liked your tape.
Oh, you are perfect, Hector.
Hector, we'll have such fun.
I'm off.
Oh, see you at 8 o'clock sharp tomorrow morning, Hector.
Hmm!
Oh, hmm!
There's no need to thank me, Hector.
Oh, I think I've got something in my eye.
Well, it was nice while it lasted,
but now, Annie, it is time to say goodbye to Hector.
He is going to be a famous news reporter,
so there'll be no room for little, old...
you.
It's OK, Annie.
Whatever happens, we will always be together.
But you'll forget me when you're a famous news reporter.
However many stories I report,
murders, bank robberies, small cats in trees,
I shall never forget you.
You, light of my life.
This is Hector Romero for Channel Nine, London.
Oh, Hector!
Oh, Annie!
Oh no.
Nick?
Yes?
No! Ohh...
To eat or not to eat?
That is the question.
Hamlet's burgers,
eat them,
without question.
Next time in EXTRA,
Annie wants to save the animals,
Bridget has a date with Leonardo di Caprio,
and what is in Nick's box?
EXTRA, don't miss it.
that is the question.
Whe..., oh no!
Why is it so dark in here?
What's going on?
Nick, what are you doing?
The sun is shining outside.
Oh, hi, Annie.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Well, stand up then.
I can't.
Why not?
Erm...
Right, I'm coming over.
No ... ..... OK.
Oooooh,
Oh, nice outfit, Nick!
Bridget, look at this!
Oh, you can laugh,
but one day, I...
will be a great actor.
In fact, I might get a part in a Shakespeare production this week.
Oh, In your dreams!
Did you have a good day at work, Bridget?
Oh, I'm so tired.
Training with the England football team this morning.
Oh, those boys - so cheeky!
But they really know what they're talking about.
Football?
No. Hairstyles and fashion, of course.
Anyway, then I had lunch with Kylie Minogue's agent - lovely man.
So funny! I'm exhausted.
Oh!! Poor Bridget.
Euch, I must get changed.
Now Bridget's a researcher for Channel Nine, all she talks about is sweet stars.
Huh! Bleuhh! It's so boring.
Huh? I'll be sweet when I'm famous.
Where are they?
I thought so.
"To die... to sleep ?"
Nick!
... ......?
Are those my tights?
No. Huh!
Oh yes they are!
Oh, these tights. Are they yours, Bridget?
I'll speak to you later.
Now where's Hector?
I have some exciting news for him.
Oh, hi, Bridget.
Hi, sugar-plum!
Hi, snugly-puppykins!
Hey, nice tights, man!
Hector, I have some great news for you.
Channel Nine is looking for a television reporter.
Ah - I could do that!
Not an English reporter.
A Latin American who speaks English.
But I can't speak English very well.
Just audition.
Go on, Hector, the camera will love you.
And so will the girls!
Not all the girls, I hope.
Well, if you think so, then...
Ah, Hector,
with my help, the job is yours.
And my new boss will be very impressed with me.
OK, Bridget.
Right! Let's do some research.
Annie, we need CNN. Find it.
And Nick
Yes?
I want my tights back. Now!
OK.
You want your tights back?
They are Versace. The remote, please, Annie.
Alas, poor Yorick.
I knew him, Horatio.
What's wrong with it?
I don't know. I think it's broken.
Well, we'll have to go to your place then.
Ah! There you are.
Shhh, Nick.
We're watching CNN.
We're doing research for Hector's new job
Hector's new job?
What about my new job?
I need to do research as well.
Nick!
There! That's better.
To be or not to be...
What's this?
Hamlet - a tragedy.
What's it about?
Love.
Madness.
And murder.
Hamlet's father, the king, is killed...ugh
by Hamlet's uncle,
who then marries...
Hamlet's mother, so
Hamlet kills his uncle
and his mother and then...
he dies.
That sounds like my family.
It's a masterpiece. I'd be great as Hamlet.
Oh! My tights!
Oh, Bridget, I had an accident.
Buy me another pair or you will have an accident!
Accident or murder?!
OK, Bridget.
Right, I'm off.
Me too.
Goodnight, sugar-plum.
Night, snuggly-puppykins.
Oh, Nick, I am worried.
Hector, I know what you mean.
When women talk like that, it is time to move on.
No, not Annie.
This television reporter's job.
I don't really think I can do it.
Hector, of course you can.
What you need is...
Talent?
No! You don't need talent.
You need Nick's School for Television Reporters.
Nick's School for Television Reporters?
Yeah! I will teach you to be a television reporter.
OK!
OK.
Rule number one:
imagine you are talking to a beautiful woman.
Good evening,
this is Nick Jessop, reporting from the Houses of Parliament just for you.
Rule number two: be mysterious.
I am here to tell you
the Houses of Parliament may look normal,
but all is not as it seems.
Rule number three:
make them trust you.
I can reveal that this building is actually an alien space station.
Trust me. Trust Nick Jessop.
I will always tell you the truth.
See you later. Goodnight and...
sleep tight.
Do it like that, Hector, and you will get the job.
Hi, this is Hector Romero.
Did you get my fax?
Well, did you get my email?
What did Sting say? Will he do the interview?
You won't even ask him?
He's never heard of Channel Nine? Oh, please. Please!
Please!
Well can I meet him?
I can?
Where is he?
At the airport? I'll be there.
Yes!
Hector Romero for you, Bridget.
No.
Hector, I forgot your audition.
Listen, I must go out for one hour.
Sting wants to see me!
Don't worry.
Just remember everything I've told you. Here's the script, there's the camera.
Must dash! Be back in an hour!
But... I...
Hello, this is Hector Romero for Channel Nine.
What a day!
First Sting had already departed for New York
and now this!
This!
From you, Hector!
Sorry, Bridget.
Was this Nick's idea?
Erm...
I thought so.
So, have I got the job?
What do you think?
Goodbye, Hector.
And the new editor will be here soon.
Right! Nick!
Nick... I am too angry to speak. Bridget.
Huh!
Hi, Bridget!
Nick.
I thought you were too angry to speak to me.
Shut up, Nick. How dare you.
How dare I what?
Teach Hector to be a news reporter!
Ah, ahm, sorry, Bridget.
He was ridiculous.
"Hi, sexy, this is Hector Romero."
My new editor will be here soon and I wanted to impress her.
So will Hector get the job then?
Of course he won't get the job. You made me look a fool. You...
you and Hector are so stupid!
Who was that?
Wrong number.
Hey, Nick, look at this.
This could be perfect for you.
What is it?
Is Shakespeare in your blood?
Could you be our Hamlet?
Yeah!
Do you love performing?
Yeah!
Do you love travelling?
Yeah!
Do people adore you?
Naturally!
Then we need you.
Call this number for a Shakespearean experience.
Wow!
Hamlet!
My dream!
I'll call now.
I must learn my lines.
To be...
to be...
Or not to be?
Hello, Bridget.
Eunice,
what are you doing here?
Long time no see, Bridget.
And how's Nick? Does he miss me?
No. Er, yes.
Oh!
You have a new hairstyle.
Yeah.
So have you.
Yes, but the difference is,
mine looks good.
Yes.
Anyway, Bridget,
I am your new editor.
Surprised?
No, no, no.
Good.
OK.
Two rules.
One: I am your editor and I am always right.
Two: you are the researcher, you are always wrong.
OK?
OK!
Now what have you got for me today?
Well,
Sting would love to come for an interview,
but...
But he's not coming.
No.
But we need a new reporter and...
and...
and I have found you the most perfect person.
He's Latin American, speaks English and he's very sexy.
Watch this. I know you'll love him.
Hi, sexy.
This is Hector Romero for Channel Nine.
Wow, you look beautiful today.
Guess what?
There's been a diamond robbery in London.
I would love to put diamonds on those pretty ears.
But you, yes, you...
can sleep safely in your bed tonight.
This is Hector Romero.
I'll be back.
Well?
Of course! Hector!
Oh, he is perfect!
I'm sure you would have been a very good reporter.
But Bridget is angry with me.
Huh! Don't worry about Bridget.
Guess what? I've got the job.
Hamlet?
Shakespeare? Congratulations, man!
Oh, great! When do you start?
Tonight. I've got the costume already.
I think I will go and wash my motorbike.
You haven't got a motorbike.
I have now.
Hi, everyone!
Hector, you have a visitor.
My new editor!
Eunice, do you remember Hector?
Hmm. How could I forget?
And of course Nick!
I could never forget you!
I thought you had a motorbike to wash?
Thank you.
Hector,
I just popped in to say...
congratulations. You've got the job!
Isn't it wonderful?
Eunice really liked your tape.
Oh, you are perfect, Hector.
Hector, we'll have such fun.
I'm off.
Oh, see you at 8 o'clock sharp tomorrow morning, Hector.
Hmm!
Oh, hmm!
There's no need to thank me, Hector.
Oh, I think I've got something in my eye.
Well, it was nice while it lasted,
but now, Annie, it is time to say goodbye to Hector.
He is going to be a famous news reporter,
so there'll be no room for little, old...
you.
It's OK, Annie.
Whatever happens, we will always be together.
But you'll forget me when you're a famous news reporter.
However many stories I report,
murders, bank robberies, small cats in trees,
I shall never forget you.
You, light of my life.
This is Hector Romero for Channel Nine, London.
Oh, Hector!
Oh, Annie!
Oh no.
Nick?
Yes?
No! Ohh...
To eat or not to eat?
That is the question.
Hamlet's burgers,
eat them,
without question.
Next time in EXTRA,
Annie wants to save the animals,
Bridget has a date with Leonardo di Caprio,
and what is in Nick's box?
EXTRA, don't miss it.