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Suffer us not, at our last hour, for any pains of death.

For as much as it hath pleased Almighty God...

..to call unto Himself the soul of our dear sister Elinor,...

..we commit her body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes,...

..dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the resurrection to life eternal.

(CHOPPING)

Agnes?

Agnes?

I come to see Agnes, Clifford.

Do you know where she is?

She's wandered off.

Has she?

You don't know where she is, do you?

I shall have to ring the police.

No police!

I just want to be sure she's come to no harm.

She's through there.

(PHONE)

'Wycliffe here.'

'Cancel the weekend. They need us.'

'Back of beyond on a farm near Porthellis.'

'We're booked into the local pub. Don't ask me the name.'

Potter, where's everybody?

Down there, sir.

Doug.

They'll have to use hair dryers. She was in the freezer.

Lady who found her?

Mrs Lily Armitage. She's with Lucy.

Whose house is it? Where are they?

Mrs Jane Rule and her son Clifford. No sign.

The boy's got previous, apparently.

Mrs Armitage, when did you last see her?

Six weeks ago.

You tried since? I was told she was too ill.

By Mrs Rule? That's Agnes's sister-in-law?

Yeah, by her.

They're stealing from her. Stealin'!

Did Agnes say that?

She wouldn't know.

When Agnes didn't go to Elinor's funeral, I knew it was wrong.

When I asked Clifford where she was, he showed me!

Clifford's previous - ABH two years ago.

Incident outside a girls' school in Tregavissey.

ENGINE

DOOR SLAMMING

This is my house.

Mrs Jane Rule?

Detective Superintendent Wycliffe.

This is your house?

Your property, with all the outbuildings, the dairy and all of the contents.

You have sole use?

Yes.

How do you explain what's in your freezer, Mrs Rule?

Where's Clifford?

Only wish we knew.

I want her home at tea time! Got that?

Right you are, Mr Clemo. Tea time, Hilda! On the button!

Hey! You!

How long before she thaws out, then?

Three days for internal organs, so the postmortem will be on Wednesday.

Got a microwave you can borrow, if you like!

What was Agnes like? Tell me.

I can tell you what she used to be like. She was senile.

Mrs Rule found that difficult, did she?

What's she sayin'?

Not much. We're trying to talk to her.

Wednesday.

Most of the time, Agnes couldn't remember who she was!

She had a bed, hot meal every day. As much as you can say.

You're sure about this... this stealing?

Oh, yes ! Not just furniture. There was a picture.

What sort of a picture?

Painting. Valuable one. It was on her bedroom wall.

We thought nothing of it until Hilda visited.

Wait a minute. Hilda?

Clemo. Her niece.

You ask her about the picture - and Agnes.

She'll tell you what it's about.

I took a test! You can't be!

Don't look at me like that. It's not my fault.

Dad wants to talk to me at tea time.

Be there. I won't go through this on my own!

And before you say anything, I'm not getting rid of it. I couldn't.

Tickets, please.

Given you something to think about, hasn't it?

Don't touch me!

You shouldn't have touched me! You ever think about that, Ralph?

Concealing a death is a criminal offence.

So is disposing of a person's property without their consent.

Who says I've done that?

Well, Mrs Armitage mentioned a painting, a valuable one.

Lily Armitage said ? I wouldn't set any store by what she thinks!

She's as bad as Agnes. As Agnes... was.

Died in the house, did she?

Yes.

Why didn't you obtain a certificate, stating the cause of death?

Did you register the death?

Did you realise you're under a legal obligation to do both these things?

What about Clifford? What was it, Actual Bodily Harm?

Hanging around a girls' school?

He was assaulted by a PC.

Our records say he had a go at one of the girls.

She was hysterical. So was her mother.

He's harmless.

(TAPPING)

Where is she?

Gone to Ralph's I rang him.

Said he left her at Porthellis to get the bus home.

Must have got a taxi from somewhere.

Dad. Let me go. Frighten the girl half to death.

Relax. (BELL RINGING)

Mr Clemo? I'm his son in law. Who wants to him?

We'd like a word with his daughter Hilda if we may?

Where is she? I told you Porthellis.

She's still not home, so you and me are gonna look for her. Now.

Died in the house, did she?

Yes.

How?

When?

What business is it of yours how she died?

You didn't give a damn how she lived,

and neither did anyone else, apart from me and Clifford.

Why didn't you get a certificate stating the cause of death?

Did you register the death?

Did you realise you are under a legal obligation to do both these things?

You're the tenant. That's right, isn't it?

His daughter used to visit the old lady.

Are they close, Agnes and the daughter?

Hilda, I think her name is.

You'll get no more from me.

That's it.

Sorry, I missed that.

Ah.

Not until the weekend, I shouldn't think, if that.

Listen, are the kids in yet?

Uh-huh.

Hilda !

This is bloody daft ! Stop mucking about !

What in God's name did Dad say ?!

I don't know ! Perhaps there's another reason.

Oh, yeah, like what ?

Or should I say, who ?

This place always did give me the creeps.

Alice !

Over here !

CAMERA CLICKING

You tie the boat up at 1pm, and Hilda gets the bus home.

Said she was.

You take the boat to Tregavissey an hour later.

Yes, like always.

The passengers say you and Hilda had an argument.

Not an argument, no.

Lovers' tiff ?

Something to do with what was at the farm ?

I know nothing about that.

But you and Hilda are lovers, aren't you ?

Sort of.

What kind of sort of ?

This is embarrassing !

It's a bit more than that, isn't it?

What about the shoe?

You saw the photograph.

There will now be a short break.

DI Lane leaving the room.

Tape will be turned off but not removed from the machine.

The time now is 11:41.

Excuse me.

Doug. Yeah?

Can you talk to him ?

Why ?

Might be little boys' talk. I need some air.

Listen...

He followed her up there. We've got a witness.

Good.

I've a statement from someone who saw you and Hilda on the path yesterday at 2.30pm, arguing.

That's 200 yards from the farm, isn't it ?

I suppose that'd be about right.

So your statement that you parted in Porthellis isn't true.

No, no - Don't waste my time, boy.

You and Hilda had a fight.

What about ?

You don't know what she's like.

You gonna tell me ?

Look, I like her, that's all.

We... we've only ever... mucked about. We never...

Well, only once. You know ?

So what did you fight about ?

She says she's pregnant.

And she don't want to get rid of it.

That's what the argument was all about.

Nothing to do with the farm ? To do with Agnes ?

No !

She never mentioned either ?

No !

She ever mention paintings ?

What paintings ?!

Who else knows about her being pregnant ?

Her dad.

Everyone.

Look, I never touched her.

Got any kids yourself ?

Two. One of each.

Boy 16, girl 14. Good luck (!)

This used to be farm land ?

Hate the things, don't you ?

When did Hilda tell you she was pregnant ?

Yesterday. At the time it didn't seem like anyone else's business !

Sorry. It's all your people all over the place.

Hilda hasn't talked about the farm, and that daft lad, and a painting ?

Never.

And your son-in-law Francis -

Hilda has nothing to do with him !

No. I was going to ask you how he fits in here.

Oh. I see.

I employ him. Site manager.

That's his office.

Francis is OK. Never 'climb every mountain', but he knows how to be useful.

He doesn't just work here.

He sleeps here some nights.

Alice and him - some kind of a marital thingy at the moment.

You'll have to ask them for details.

It's got nothing to do with...

..with Hilda. I'm sure of that.

What about Ralph ?

You don't like him much, either.

Ralph's just a kid. It's Clifford I'm thinking of.

Hilda used to go up there.

Clifford had a bit of a thing for her.

I told her to stay away. You know what he's like.

Let me know when you find him, won't you ?

Porthellis is south. She sets off home - due east of here. Tregwythen.

There.

Ralph comes after her. He catches her up around here, somewhere.

Whose land is this ?

Most is owned by James Clemo and rented to the Rules and the Innes.

Where do they live ?

'Tregellas Cottage.'

'They've rented it for five year. He's a teacher, she's an artist.'

'A search was permitted by the missus.'

'Mister not in ?' 'No. Missus knows the girl, though.'

How well do you know Hilda Clemo ?

Well, she's a sort of pupil of mine and Polly's - my wife's.

Hilda's - she'll get into Oxford if there's any justice.

I just hope nothing terrible has happened. You don't have any news, do you ?

No.

I'll get that coffee.

Not for me, ta.

You ran into Hilda yesterday ?

Yes, about 3pm, I think.

I was at the quarry, on my way to Penzance to see friends.

Polly rang me there this morning.

So Hilda comes here for...

Well, sort of lessons, I suppose.

She's a sponge. Young people are so hungry for culture !

My wife has an interest in frames, that sort of thing. More craft.

All grist, though. Er, milk ?

Thank you. How often do you see her ?

Er...

My wife.

Good morning.

You were saying. How often ?

Oh, um, well, every week.

She didn't say she was pregnant ?

Sugar ?

No. Thank you.

No, no, she didn't.

Um, I knew she was seeing young Ralph, but...

You didn't talk yesterday, when you saw her ?

'Hello. See you next week.'

She seemed fine.

What do you know of her and the Rules ?

Nothing.

Is there anything to know ?

She never talked about the Rules, Clifford ?

No ! Why should she ?

She isn't interested in people like that, any more than we are !

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so blunt. I...

You all right ? Fine. Really. Headache.

What else can you tell us about Hilda ?

Do you know, I've known Hilda a year, and I don't know a thing about her ! Not for certain.

She lets you know she's involved in things, but she never lets on what they are.

Not being much help, am I ?

Neil Innes, Hilda Clemo - I think they're an item.

Agnes kept house for her brother.

When he died, Jane took her in. They put his stuff in the dairy.

It's junk. Not worth much.

So why didn't they sell it ? It's hardly five-star accommodation up there.

There was a dispute about who owned it.

Yeah ? Who was involved in that ?

Just about everyone.

Agnes's sister Elinor.

She was the oldest, you see, but it was just the usual squabble over nothing very much.

So you're the site manager around here ?

We get over 600 people in high season.

What do you do out of season ?

I recover !

There were four of them. Agnes and Elinor, Gordon and Henry.

Henry sold antiques, Gordon married Jane. They were first cousins.

The men are long dead. The sisters live.

Agnes and Elinor.

Elinor marries a Clemo. Doesn't want to know the Rules. Leaves Agnes to rot with Jane and Clifford.

But she wants her brother's furniture. Legal crap.

And some of the furniture is missing.

No.

Valuable painting ?

Don't think so.

This other sister - Elinor. She lived here ?

Yes. She passed away ?

Last week.

Oh, I'm sorry.

We just buried her.

Go upstairs if you can't cope ! Is it really that funny ?

I'll see if Peter's awake yet.

BABY GURGLING

Who is this gonna help ?!

I'm sorry. We don't enjoy this any more than you.

How often does your husband sleep in the caravan ?

Now and then - if Peter has a bad night.

Sir...

We've found something in Hilda's bedroom.

She wrote to the National Gallery.

She sent a sketch of a painting she thought was by Camille Pissarro.

No, I've got your reply here.

From the Assistant Curator.

Yeah, can I speak to him now, please ?

Bugger's got an alibi !

Neil Innes stayed in Penzance with a doctor friend.

They all want to swear on it !

Hello? You say in the letter you can't identify the painting from a sketch. You'd like to see it.

Agnes - when can we have cause of death ?

I want that here tomorrow, tell him.

Did you get that ? Tell him, not me.

Thank you.

Tomorrow afternoon, maybe.

OK. So, who gets the furniture ?

What did you find out ?

Starts with Henry Rule.

Elinor and Agnes's brother.

He does house clearances after the war.

Bomb damage, all sorts of nice pieces.

When he dies, all that's left is stuck up at the farm, along with Agnes.

Now, according to his will, all the contents and the painting go to the surviving sister.

If Agnes dies first, it goes to the Clemos.

If Elinor does, or looks as if she has...

Jane Rule and her family get it.

So it seems to me that Agnes died first, and they, er...

Let's wait for the forensic report.

But Jane Rule isn't the only one involved, sir.

Hilda is, too.

She's the one who found the painting, and she's the one who's missing.

Another talk with Francis Harvey.

Tonight ? OK.

I'm told you're an expert in antiques.

I was in the trade, but not in Pissarros. More flea markets.

The letter in Hilda's room mentions a friend who put her on to it.

Not me.

She didn't discuss it with you ?

You didn't go to look, didn't help with the letter ?

No.

Is there someone else Hilda knows who might have helped ?

What about Neil Innes ? Ask him.

You know Mr Innes ?

He's an acquaintance.

You introduced him to Hilda.

I went to his lectures in St Austell, at the library.

I took Hilda along, and they met.

When ?

Two years ago.

So, Hilda sees what she thinks is a Pissarro at Tregellas Farm, of all places,...

..and maybe talks to him, but doesn't say a word to you ?

I'm family. Boring by definition.

Doesn't make much sense of your sleeping arrangements. I do.

Frances, did you fancy her ?

Only a policeman could ask that !

What about Neil ?

Did he fancy her ?

Did Neil Innes ever use this place to meet someone ?

Did Neil Innes ever use this place to meet someone ?

Oh, please !!

I've been on hold for ten minutes.

He does know it's me ?

I'm on a double yellow !

Tell the Chief Constable I called.

I want the dad on TV, pictures of Hilda in the papers. Clifford, too.

I need a helicopter, and more uniformed. I need them.

Yeah !

Have you got that ?

Good. And tell him if I don't hear back within the hour, I'll take that as a yes.

All right. Goodbye.

Not another victory for the workers?

I'll read this to you to make sure we're all agreed, OK ?

'I ran away because I was scared of the police.'

'I saw Hilda leaving home. I didn't see her again.'

'I then went into town, which is where I was until now.'

Sign here, please.

Francis Harvey had a criminal record. Did you know that ?

Yes.

Receiving, disposing.

Were you part of that ?

Were you using Harvey to sell off the old lady's bits and bobs ?

Is that what the charge'll be ? Not much, is it ? A table, chairs.

It's more than that, I think. How about the painting ?

What painting ?

The one Hilda found in your house !

The one she identified as a Pissarro.

Oh.

Did you believe it was genuine ?

Now, this is from the pathologist.

Agnes died of a brain haemorrhage.

She was placed in the freezer almost immediately after death, by you.

Such a desperate thing to do.

Keeping a body on ice...

..all that time, years probably, at least until Elinor died,...

..and then - just think of it - all the business of thawing her out.

All the lying, telling people how she'd died the day before, and so on.

It's a nightmare, Jane.

So what were you so desperate to inherit, hm ?

A few antique chairs ?

No. When Hilda found that painting in your house...

..and told you it was genuine, you wanted it, didn't you ?

She was a clever little thing. I'll give her that.

She checked it out, turned on the charm with Agnes and prayed for Elinor to die.

She wanted the painting.

Yes.

Wanted Agnes to give it to her.

Something like that.

Did she find the body ? Did she threaten you ?

No.

Did you kill her, Jane ?

No !

And neither did Clifford.

'We found this in Hilda's bedroom.'

What is this ?

A sketch of a painting at Tregellas Farm, with a letter from the National Gallery.

Hilda was sure she'd found a real Pissarro.

What do you think ? We hear you're an authority.

Well, hardly...

Who told you that ?

Francis Harvey.

This won't help. Do you have the real picture ?

Not yet. Is it possible a painting by Pissarro was in the Plymouth area in private hands around 1945 ?

Try the Courtauld. I don't know.

Hilda thought so ? According to Mrs Rule.

I'd have thought you'd have found her by now.

Why not concentrate on that ?

We just did.

We found her body in the quarry.

We think it was dumped there last night.

We'll see ourselves out.

I want Harvey interviewed. Put pressure on.

That smell's still there.

Bleach ?

Such a waste.

Not in the water long.

Hard to say when she died, but no doubt how.

Yeah ?

Injury to her skull. Small but deep.

A small hammer. Circular, flat surface.

She was... she was struck with force.

Yes, a great deal of force.

When can you type the embryo for me?

Well, there wasn't one. She wasn't pregnant. Never has been.

No-one home.

Why run around telling people she was pregnant when she knew she wasn't ?

Attention.

See if anyone'd come and rescue her, I expect.

Why does looking for something make me hungry ?

I'll tell you why !

Oh, you know, do you ? Oh, yeah.

Why is it, then ?

Because you are a pig !

And that's exactly the word for our man Innes.

We recovered these photographs from your caravan. Can you identify the people in them?

Neil Innes and Hilda Clemo.

Did you take these photographs ?

Yes.

What was the occasion ?

It was Hilda's birthday.

Which one ?

Well, she was...

She must have been about...

She was 15.

Can you confirm they used your caravan as a place to meet ?

Yes.

And had done so for a period of about two years ?

Yes.

What was in it for you ?

An alibi, of course.

For what ?

I've got a friend.

Anyone who wants to know where I'm going, I say, to a lecture,...

..Neil's lectures on Fine Art.

Anyone in any doubt, Neil backs it up, and he gets to use the caravan.

Well, is that me finished with ?

Is it ?

She was underage, is that it ?

I didn't sleep with her ! Nobody made her sleep with Neil !

So they used my caravan - doesn't mean anything in law. I'm clear.

I don't think you even know what it is you want to ask !

Like to know what you want to say, though.

What I what ?

Well, something's eating you up, isn't it ?

I saw Hilda on Sunday afternoon, but I don't think -

What time ?

Half three. I don't think it amounts to anything

Where ?

Going into Neil's cottage.

The door was open. She didn't even knock.

Was the 2CV there ?

Please try to remember !

We were in love ! She was beautiful.

She was a child.

Yeah ?

So what happened ?

I don't want to talk about it.

What difference does it make ?!

Why didn't you call us ? Call someone.

What do you want me to say ?!

I dumped her body in the quarry ! I confess !

I came home here and I found her in my own home,...

...and I stepped in her blood !

Mrs Innes,...

..you're not obliged to say anything.

I understand.

I've been watching.

The postmortem on Hilda Clemo showed that she wasn't pregnant.

She told me she was !

She was lying.

She told me !

What else did she tell you ?

That he was going to leave me. For her.

You see, if I could only just explain to you...

Neil thinks that what happened to me...

He was driving. He fell asleep at the wheel.

We wrote the car off. A total wreck.

Years ago.

It's not a...

..a complete marriage for him.

I can't...

I rely on him.

She lied to me ?

Yes.

Mrs Innes, did you kill Hilda Clemo?

Yes.

Yes, I did.

What will you do now ?

We can't stay. We can't afford to.

The Clemos will take anything of value. I'll be left with rubbish.

What about the painting ?

Doesn't look much, does it ?

Hilda said it's worth half a million.

Innes says it's a fake.

Does he ? It's a pity he's in no position to tell the Clemos that.

Maybe we should let him examine it, and give you the benefit of his expert opinion.

After all, the Clemos won't want it if it's just another bit of rubbish.

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