Heartbeat (1988–1989): Season 1, Episode 3 - Two Out of Six - full transcript

# Heartbeat, why do you miss
when my baby kisses me ?

# Heartbeat, why does a love kiss
stay in my memory ?

That's a serious allegation, sir.

Could I have your name ?

Why not ?

If we follow this up,
we might need to talk to you again.

Hello ?

Hello ?

We'll have to do something
about our furniture.

Do you think so ?

It was OK when I was at work,
but it's getting me down up here.

You'll get a job soon.

I'm serious. There was something
in the colour supplement.


That sort of thing.

It's very nice.

It's a bit pricey.
I've still got some savings.

You could buy it for my birthday.

I can imagine your face
if I gave you furniture !


Postman's been, hasn't he ?

I wouldn't mind a stereogram.
Our record player's knackered.

Hand delivered.

"Charlie Denby has an unhealthy
interest in young boys."

"Lock him up."

You'll get a great sound in there.


It's better in the booth.


If you want a copy, I've got plenty.

No, thanks. I prefer proper singing.
Not that we've got a gramophone.

What can I do for you ?

Can I put an advert in your window ?


Pensioner, are you ?
That's right.

Well, how does sixpence sound ?
The advert stays in
until you get fixed up.

That's very kind.

My sister and I have
just moved into Laburnum Cottage,
but the garden's too much for us.

There's plenty of likely lads round
here. You'll soon get fixed up.

Oh, good.

Our concerned ratepayer
on the phone said much the same.

"Keen an eye on Denby.
He likes young boys."

What d'you know about him, Alf ?

A bit...


More so since his father died.

But he's a nice enough bloke.

They said the same thing
about Philby. I hate anonymous tips,
but we can't ignore them.

Check him out, Rowan.


That's one pound,
three and five pence, ladies.

Frances, have you
brought your purse ? No.

I'm sorry.
I thought I had more than this.

That's OK. Settle up next time.

How kind. Thank you. Goodbye.

Pack it in, you lot.
Or I'll put Frank Ifield on.

Typical of those with pots of money.
Never settle their debts like us.

What makes you think they're rich ?

Advertising for a gardener ! And
the things going into their house !

Not that I was watching,
I was passing.
And it all looked expensive stuff.

Claude ?

You're next.

Oh, aye.
Give us a quarter of humbugs.

Your father would turn in his grave
if he could see this shop.

Would you prefer to have them
in here or on the streets ?

I chose not to bring
children into this world.

I'd rather not suffer
other people's. I'd have thought you
as a single man would be the same.

Having them around keeps me young.

Stops me becoming narrow-minded.

Humbug, Miss Hamilton ?

Going to bring a bit of the King's
Road to Aidensfield, are you ?

If only.

Milk ?


You know the reason I'm here is...

..we haven't got off
to a very good start, have we ?

I'm sure that's
at least partly down to me.

We ought to be friends, Kate.

That suits me.

I don't want you as an enemy.

That's something
you need never worry about.

Are you settling in ?

I'm getting used to the locals.
There's some characters about.

Oh, yes.

If I repeated a tenth of the gossip
I hear in the surgery,
my rounds would take all day.

Do you know Charlie Denby,
at the shop ?

One of my regulars.

Bit of a dicky heart.

Tell me about him.


Been making changes, Mr Denby ?

I have. Investing in the future.

Can I have a word ?

Oh, I see !


Come on. Later, lads.
I was listening to that.

Never mind. Off.

See you tonight, Charlie.

See yer.
See yer. Ta-ra.

We've had one or two complaints.

Is it that loud ?

I don't mean the records.

People are concerned about the
number of youngsters coming in here.

Well, they do get a bit boisterous.

It's not their behaviour.

It's yours.

You see...

..I don't treat them like children.
They're my friends.

Friends ?
I like to think so.

Is that why you encourage them ?

They're good customers, of course.

And they're doing nothing wrong.

I'm a bit surprised you take
these complaints seriously.

We have to.

I see.

Is that it, Constable ?

For now.

Come any time.

I've got nothing to hide.

Mr Greengrass seems
an appropriate name for a gardener.

Doesn't it ?

So, what experience do you have ?

D'you know Lord Ashfordly ?

Not personally.

I were garden advisor
to His Lordship.

I recommended what his team
of gardeners had to do.

I hardly think our little patch
will interest you.

Well, with me you pay for
a quality, not quantity.



I thought you were supposed to
catch us lurking in bus shelters.

Having a crafty fag ?

Yeah, something like that. What
d'you know about Charlie Denby ?

Like what ?
Like anything.

He's funny.

Funny ha-ha or funny peculiar ?

He always ignores me.

Why do you want an old man
like that taking notice of you ?

I thought he got on
with all young people.

He's got quite
a gathering up there now.

I bet it's all lads.

Lads. What, no girls ?

Girls never get invited.
I think he's frightened of us.

Frightened ?

Yeah, you know, shy.
Like you're not.

Have you been up there ? No,
he only bothers with young lads.

He can show off to them.

What goes on ?

Nowt much. Listen to records.
Have the odd drink.

Better than hanging about
street corners.


I see the police have been
at your mate Charlie Denby's.

Talking to me ?
He's a friend of yours, ain't he ?

What's it to you who my friends are?

He may have been after a bag of
sugar, but I reckon it was official.

Oh, yes.

Can I join you ?
Of course, Reg.

Come in here to get away
from the noise ? What noise ?

Our Tony's at your house, isn't he,
playing records with Dessie ?

No, Des is out with his mother.

Must be somewhere else.

I could've sworn he said...
That'll teach you to listen !

You know what teenage boys are like.
I gave up listening ages ago.

What's this about Charlie Denby
in trouble with the police ?

Really ? I've heard nothing.

Thanks, Charlie.

My pleasure.
Be careful walking home.

Are you going to invite me in ?

Get lost !

We've got things to discuss.

Not now. It's late.

Just a minute.


What was all that about ?


He seemed anxious to get inside.

He saw the lights. Wanted some cigs.

Open up for one,
they'll all be round.

Do you know him ?

It were dark.
Didn't get much of a look.

He didn't seem too pleased to see me.

Not everybody is. Good night.

The registration checks out
to Reginald Arthur Pendleton,
Hill Top House, Aidensfield.

The car dealer ?
Denby should know him.

Prominent local businessman.
He must have done.

Is he respectable ?

Trouser roller, ain't he ?

Bare-leg brigade.

Chief cook and bottlewasher
of the local Masonic lodge.

Is that respectable enough for you ?

Now, then.

They've seen better days, these.

Don't you have your own tools ?

It's a bit of a sad story,
Miss Kirby.

I had to sell them.
It's awful when bad health forces
a man to give up his vocation.

Will you be able
to manage our garden ?

I'm fine, now.
As long as I'm careful.

I'd not like anything untoward
to happen in your nice new home.

Oh, no.

I'll take them into Ashfordly
to be sharpened.

As you see fit.

It'll not cost you much.
I know a fella.

What about the Beatles ?


We're going to see
A Hard Day's Night when it gets
to Ashfordly. It's a fab LP.

You're here again, are you ?
Why did you lie to me ?

What's the problem, Harry ?
You are!

What ? I've always turned
a blind eye before, but no more.

That's my son - understand ?

Of course.
You had him upstairs last night.

He likes coming round.

I know what's going on !
You've got my kid lying to me
and God knows what else.

If you've laid a finger on him !

Calm down.
Calm down !

If you lure
my son in here once more,
I'll break every bone in your body.

Understand that.


Come on, you, get out. Move.

You've got some nice pieces.
Nice furniture and stuff.

Thank you. Our father was...
a bit of a dealer.

It could attract
the wrong sort of attention.

Have you thought
about getting a dog ?

We do have a man about the house.
Our gardener.

That should be a help.

Right, I'll be off, ladies.
Oh, hey up, Mr Rowan.

See you later, Mr Greengrass.

That's your gardener ?

Is he big enough
to frighten off burglars ?

Was Mr Greengrass
recommended to you ?

No, but he worked for
Lord Ashfordly.

Before he was ill and gave up work.

Ladies, Mr Greengrass is...

..well, should I say, known to us.

He lives in the village.
Of course he is.

I meant to the police.
He's not to be trusted.

Has he got a record ?

Well, no. He hasn't.

So he hasn't done anything wrong ?

He's never been caught.
There's a difference.

I thought, in this country, a man
was innocent until proved guilty.

Well, yes.

We're grateful for your warning,
but my sister and I cannot act
upon rumour and innuendo.

Right, bring him in.

Who, Greengrass ?

No. Denby.

Oh, right.

Why ?

You don't ask me why, any more
than I ask the Superintendent.

This is his idea ?

Aye. We'll bring Denby in
and find out what goes on
in his little soirees.


Why are upstairs interested ?

It's the Black Hand Gang, lad.


Somebody had a word
at the last lodge meeting.

You don't seem to have got very far.

It's deceptive.
A lot of preparation.
You'll see the result next week.

I do hope so.

Oh, Frances, could you sort out
Mr Greengrass's wages ?

Didn't you get money out
of the building society ?

No. I thought you...

Oh, dear.

I'm sorry, Mr Greengrass.

Can you wait for your wages ?

Normally, there'd not be a problem.

But it's my mother's
birthday and I was...

Oh, well.
We must find some way to pay you.

Could I suggest summat ?

Mr Denby.

Good of you to spare us the time.

We sorted out those complaints
the other day.

It's what happened since
I'd like to talk to you about.

If it's that...

..misunderstanding your wife
witnessed, I can explain.

Go on.

Harry Cottis is...

..something of a friend.

With friends like that, eh ?

Yes, but he heard
these ridiculous stories about me.

What sort of stories ?

I'm a perfectly
respectable shopkeeper.

Who likes young boys.

I'm fond...

..of young people.

You erm...

..are aware of the laws
regarding homosexuality ?

I'm aware they're ridiculous.

I'm also aware that I'm doing
nothing to break those laws.

You had a few lads in your flat
the other night.

Are you implying
I'm doing something wrong ?

Having some lads to play records.

Why don't you invite girls ?


Look, I don't know.

I don't...

Where's all this leading ?

Is having boys in my flat a crime ?

What about Mr Pendleton ?

What's he got to do with all this ?

The other night outside your shop.

You pretended not to know him.

Did I ?

What's going on
between you and him ?


Look. This is...

This is all gossip you've got
against me. Rumours, tittle-tattle,
insinuations, but no facts.

Mr Denby.
I'm not listening to any more.

Mr Denby ! Sit down !

Sit down.

If you are committing
unnatural acts with young boys,
then we'll find out...

..and you'll go to prison
for a very long time.

And if I'm not, Sergeant,
what are you going to do then ?

Can I help you, madam ?

I'd like this, please. Oh...

Something the matter ?

You reminded me of someone. Sorry.

Someone nice, I hope.

Something rum about that man.

Wearing his hair so long, making no
secret of his contempt for the law.

I don't know, Sergeant.

You're not a Mason, are you ?

If I was, I wouldn't tell you.
But as it happens, no.

But the Super, who told us
to pull him, is in the Brotherhood.

That chap I saw with Denby the other
night, Pendleton, he's one.

Aye. Worshipful Master, no less.

So maybe...

..this is all some sort
of Masonic plot to get Denby.

Maybe he's hurting one of the
members with his music business.
You know how they stick together.

It's a theory.
Problem is, Denby's a Mason too.

Denby ?


Try this theory. What if they
found out he is molesting someone ?

That would sicken them,
like it sickens us.

Hmm. Nice piece.

Is it yours ?

I'd not bring in stolen stuff with
the local bobby's wife in and out.

Ten quid.

I was thinking 20, at least.

12, but I'm doing myself.


Tell me what this is about.

We'll just wait for Harry.

This isn't an
official lodge meeting ?

Not official, no.

Just one item of business.

The resignation of Charlie Denby
from the Ashfordly Lodge.

Charlie's resigned ?

No. But between us,
we decided that he should.

Oh, why was that ?

Surely you've heard
what's been going on ?

I've heard rumours.

Which the police are investigating.
You mean they've found proof ?

No. There's no smoke without fire.

I thought he was a friend of yours.
You introduced him to the lodge.

A decision I sadly regret,
considering what's happened.

You can take his side - you've not
got a son who could be in danger.

I'm not taking sides.
I don't believe in condemning
a man on the strength of rumours.

It's more than that. He's been seen.
Doing what ?

We know young boys aren't safe.

You have no proof.

Sorry you're taking that attitude.
We hoped it would be unanimous.

Then I'm afraid
you'll be disappointed.

And just for the record,
has anybody invited Charlie here
to put his side of the matter ?

Well, hardly.
Why not ?

It's only good manners
to ask a man to his own hanging.

Or should I say lynching ?

Hello, Harry.

Glad to see you're a bit calmer
today. Maybe we should talk.

I don't want to talk to you.

This is ridiculous.

The lodge officials met today.
We want you to resign.

You're joking.

I don't even get a chance
to put my case ?

Nobody wants to hear your lies.

Forget it. I'm not going !

This is your last chance.
Just resign. Don't come back.

Is this your idea ?
You've brought this on yourself.

A man has the right to know
who's slandering him.

Call yourself a man ?! If you are,
behave like one, for once !

Save yourself any more humiliation.

Hey, Reg.

Do they know about you ?
Your posh friends ?

You're behind it all,
aren't you, Pendleton ?

Respectable Reg.

You're trying to ruin me.

You're trying to ruin me, Reg !

I'm going to make sure
everybody knows all about it.

I think that's enough, Mr Denby.


You're not going in there, are you ?

Sorry ?

You've heard about
that man, surely ?

You're boycotting him.

It may be further, but there's
a much greater choice in Ashfordly.

Well, thanks for the advice.

I'd have thought that you
as a policeman's wife...

I'd have thought you, as a JP,...

..would know better than to convict
someone without a fair trial.

I'm surprised to see you
in here, Mrs Rowan.

Would people have believed these
rumours, if your husband hadn't... ?

That's not fair. Nick was only...
Only doing his job.

Excuse me a moment.

Hey. Don't forget the concert
tonight. What time shall we meet ?

I don't think I can go.
Nor can I.

But it's Gerry and the Pacemakers.
You were dead keen.

Yeah, well...
My dad said I wasn't to.

But you know I wouldn't hurt you.

Don't you ?

I'm sorry, Charlie.

You wanted serving, Mrs Rowan.

A concert in York ?

I stayed over. I was too tired.

On your own, were you ?


This Masonic regalia that was taken
- would they get much for it ?

No, it's worthless
- to anyone but me.

Why would anyone want to steal it ?

Why do people do any of the things
they do ?

It's strange nothing else was taken.

Perhaps something was taken.

Something you'd rather
not admit to having.

Something to do with the lads you
have up here. Your little friends.


They were looking for something.

Photographs ?

Books ?

I can assure you they wouldn't
find anything like that.

Why ? Got it well hidden ?

Why have these rumours started
about you, Mr Denby ?

You tell me.

Can you think of any reason
why anyone would want to break in ?

You've got the vivid imagination.

If you'll excuse me,
I've got things to do.

If you do think of anything.

I'm not interested any more,
Constable. This is the last straw.

I'm getting out of Aidensfield.
I'm selling up.

That's giving them what they want.

A man can only take so much.
I think I've had my share.

Would you...

..like a little something
in your tea, Mr Greengrass ?

If you insist.

We bought this
with the money you made.

Very nice.

Went well, that little bit
of business, didn't it ?

Very well. For all of us.

We wondered if you'd be interested
in helping us again ?

Sell some more of your stuff ?

Not that we're short of money.

Well, this house, it's so cluttered.

The auction rooms are
such forbidding places.

I'll do owt to help. Any time.


There's just one problem.

The policeman warned us about you.

He said you were a bad lot.

I didn't cheat you
over that figurine.
I could've kept half that money.

I agree. You dealt fairly.
£8 for that figurine seems generous.

However, we must respect
the constable's advice.

Rather than me take your things
for my mate to sell...

..suppose I bought them
from you direct ?

But could you ?

I don't wish to seem rude, but
do you have savings of any kind ?

I... I could borrow.

How much do you know about...

..valuable antiques ?

Oh, I've studied.

When I worked for Lord Ashfordly,
I went through all the books
in his library.

What d'you think, Frances ?
Can we trust him ?



Desmond ! Turn that row down !

Mr Pendleton ?

PC Rowan - Aidensfield Police.

I'd like to speak to your son,
if I may.

Desmond ? Why ?

Can I talk to him, sir ?

You'd better come in.

I'm sorry
if I'm interrupting something.

No, I was just writing a speech
for the Rotary Club dinner.

Yes, I'll get Desmond.

Desmond !

Come on, get out of it. Come on.

Get out. Get out.

Charlie Denby, you know him ?

Yes, he runs the village shop.

Do you go there ?
Of course he goes there.

I'm asking your son.

I've been there.

At night ?


Dessie, a lot
of your friends go there.
They told me you'd been with them.

When ? When did you go there ?

Dad ! Just with Tony and the others.

What do you do there ?

We listen to records.

It's fab. He plays them dead loud.

Does anything happen there that...

..well, that maybe
your dad wouldn't like ?

Tell me. It's important.

We have a drink.


And ?

Nothing else. Just cider.

Does anything else happen ?

Does Mr Denby ever...

..wrestle with you ?

You what ?
Does he touch you ?

No, of course not.
What d'you think I am ?

Mr Denby's flat
was broken into last night.

Where were you last night ?

He was here all night.

My son wouldn't steal.
He only has to ask me
for anything, so why steal ?

You seem very sure.
I am sure. I know my son.

You didn't know
he spent time at Denby's.

I know he's not a thief.

Only Mr Denby's Masonic regalia
was taken. Why should that be ?

I've no idea.

Without it, he can't attend
any lodge meetings.

Really ? Anything else ?

Not at the moment.

But I'd like to get it sorted out
before Mr Denby leaves Aidensfield.

Leaves Aidensfield ?

That's right.
Good luck with the speech.

I'll see myself out.

Why can't we discuss this ?
I've had enough !

You can't leave !
What d'you expect me to do ?

You can't leave.

I'm sorry. I'll come back...

Don't worry. I'll not turn away
my only customer.

What can I do for you ?

Have you any birthday cake candles ?


Now then, Mr Cottis. Here you are.

There's one.

Have I discovered
a gold mine or what ?

Fool's gold, more like.

I'll take the lot
off your hands for...

..twenty quid.

You're pulling my leg.
Someone has been.

How much did you pay for it all ?

Over a hundred pounds.

Hang on, what about that
willow pattern ? It's Chinese.

It doesn't make it valuable.

What about this vase ?
That came from a country house.

I don't care where it came from.
It belongs on a rubbish tip !

You mean, it's a fake ?

It's genuine. Genuine tat.

You can buy them
at five bob a throw from a place
in Scarborough. Very popular.

Pendleton's behind
this campaign to get Denby out
of Aidensfield. This is his writing.

Why did he tell Denby
he couldn't leave ?

I don't know. But Pendleton put us
on to him in the first place.

# Happy birthday to you
# Happy birthday to you

# Happy birthday, dear Nicholas

# Happy birthday to you #

Now, forget about work.
Open your presents.

Hey, what happened to the sofa ?
Couldn't get enough wrapping paper ?

Couldn't get it delivered on time.
It's coming next week.

It's all right. I've got a plan !
According to Sandra Murray,
this is the gear.

So, this is what you were doing
in Cottis's antique shop.

D'you like it ?


You've got to arrest them !

Who ?
Them two con artists.

They've just taken me
for every penny I've got.

Conned him ?

He says he paid you over £100 for
junk that's valued at less than 20.

We never said it was valuable,
did we ?

Only sentimental value.
We were surprised he paid so much.

So you never suggested
to Mr Greengrass
that these items were valuable ?

We wouldn't have sold them
if we thought they were.
Not after your warning.

Our father impressed upon us
never to dabble in antiques.

Not without taking expert advice.

I thought your father was a dealer.

He dealt exclusively
with reproductions.

Very good ones.

What do you want ?

Can I come in ?


I'm tired, Reg.

What is it ?

Charlie, I've been thinking.

Won't do your reputation much good
being seen in here with me.

Can we stop ?

Just for a minute ?

Oi !

Be careful.

Split up, lads !

A bunch of kids
from the look of them.

Of course.

The fickleness of youth.

Will this do ?


May I ask what you're doing here,
Mr Pendleton ?

Nothing that can't wait.
I'll see you tomorrow, Charlie.

This needs stitching.
And you should have a tetanus jab.

A hospital job ?

That drink will have to wait. I'll
nip Mr Denby into Ashfordly. Here.

No. It's all right, Mrs Rowan.

It's no trouble.

No. I'm quite able to drive myself.
Thank you.

Are you sure ?

Perfectly. Don't worry about me.

Go off and enjoy
your evening out together.


Maniac !
Hark at you !

# Oh, mother...

# ..tell your children...

# ..not to do what I have done

# Spend your life in sin and misery

# In the house of the rising sun #

He never stood a chance.

Make sure the car gets a going over.

Any sign of it being tampered with,
I want to know right away.

Here, Sergeant !

Have a look at these.


I've just heard about the accident.

Oh, yes ?

It was an accident ?
I mean, there's no question...

Taking his own life, Mr Pendleton ?

Why should he want to do that ?
Come in.

Did he leave a note ?

I thought notes were more your line.

"Charlie Denby has
an unhealthy interest
in young boys. Lock him up."

That was from you, wasn't it ?

I had to do something.

About what ?

All this stuff about molesting
it was nonsense from the start.

Some sort of vendetta.


What about these letters ?

Where did you find those ?

In Denby's car.

Which is why you couldn't find them
when you burgled his flat.

It was you, wasn't it ?

Did you read them ?

Some of them.

You and Denby had the same father.

So why take it out now,
on your half-brother ?

The man I thought of as my father...
was very well off.

But he didn't give me anything.
He made me achieve
everything on my own.

Then I found out why.

I wasn't his.

My mother had an affair...

..with the man who brought
the groceries round.

Old Denby ?

He ruined my mother's life.

He led her on, then deserted her.

And later on
when I became successful...

..old Denby wanted a bit of my
success for Charlie, his real son.

I didn't see
why he should have it easy.

So I made him promise he'd pay.

You thought you were owed ?

Not for me - for my mother.

And he went along with that ?

Charlie's always been
a bit of an outsider.

I was told by Denby...

..if I looked after him, got him
accepted, got him into the Masons...

..I would get half the shop.

He also promised to give me back
my mother's letters to him.

So what went wrong ?

There was no will.

Charlie didn't see
why he should give me anything.

Without the shop he was nothing.

So he kept it all.

And in return
you tried to ruin him ?

I don't suppose you'd consider...
Those letters are very personal.

I realise you were keen
to get the letters back,
but burglary's a crime.

It'll come out in court.

You'll never prove it was me.
A court needs evidence.

I'll make a report.
Pass it on to my Sergeant.

He'll pass it on
to the Superintendent.

Of course,...

..you know him.

This has just been handed in.

Charlie Denby's regalia.
Found dumped in the pub car park.

Pendleton getting rid
of the evidence.

Should I tell him
about the postmortem ?
A heart attack killed Charlie.

If he's got a guilty conscience,
let him sweat till the inquest.

It was a heart attack.

And all the stress Denby was under ?

The hate campaign,
the lies, the robbery ?

He killed him, Nick.

So much for brotherly love, eh ?

# Heartbeat, why do you miss
when my baby kisses me ?

# Heartbeat, why does a love kiss
stay in my memory ? #

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