All language subtitles for tales_of_the_unexpected_s04e08_never_speak_ill_of_the_dead

Very phony, didn't? We had an emergency.

Triplets to deliver.

Who'd be a doctor?

Always on call.

Probably out.

What? Down by the river already.

Could be. Or else he's looking after
Irene.

Not this time of day.

Why don't she care what time it was?

Any time.

Aye, aye.

If I'm right, she'll bless us. Bless
her.

Answer came there none.

Like I said.

Or I said.

Well, either way, we'd better push.
Wasting good fishing time. Try around

back. Now we're here.

Oh, no, Bob. Leave it.

It could be out the back. All right,
Ray.

Hello?

Anybody in?

David?

Any luck?

Hello?

Look at it.

This place.

What a mess.

Oh, dear.

If my wife left ours like this, I'd go
bananas.

Your wife isn't Irene.

No damn sure of that.

Pig's breakfast.

Well, maybe that's what they had this
morning. Come on.

Might as well leave a note.

Really tacky.

Text all sorts.

How often did you and I ring?

What about yourself?

I asked you.

I can't.

That's what all the lads say.

No, really.

Scout's honour for the real record.

Well, it lasted a week, I suppose.

Lost a lot of weight.

Mind you, I was younger then. And a
bachelor. Mm.

Good job.

Hello?

What?

Shall the doors open?

Lights on. Hello?

You there, David?

Smells like cement.

You are here. Well, I'll be.

Didn't you hear us call?

I thought I heard something.

We thought you were out.

She must be going deaf.

Need to see a doctor, Doc.

We shouted our heads off, didn't we,
sir? I'll say. Where's Irene?

She's gone visiting, actually.

What's the idea?

Do it yourself.

Oh, more of that. Better than one of
your patients, Doctor, is that it? Dear

coroner, my scalpel slipped.

No, it's water.

It's been seeping up through the floors.

Spring must have opened up somewhere.
It's a seasonal sort of thing, probably.

Never.

What? Can't have.

Sorry. I sold you this place.

Knew the people who lived here before.

Now, there's never been any damp.

No. Oh, no. Water came up between the
bricks.

Well, it's been a wet winter, of course.
Even so, no.

Looks like Bob's thrown you a line,
Doctor.

This place is dry as a bone.

Always has been.

Now, that other property you had your
eye on, the Mill House, that was damp,

wasn't it?

I warned you off, didn't I?

You've hurt his pride, Doctor.

People move up here from London, don't
know a thing. Now, some would take

advantage, but not me.

A good, solid family house, you said,
David. It was just before you married

Irene, remember? All right, Bob, it
doesn't matter.

It's just that I've always believed
that, well, that prevention was better

cure, that's all.

You mean it wasn't damp?

No, I mean that it hadn't reached
serious proportions, you know?

How deep did you go?

That's clay.

A foot, 18 inches?

Four feet at least, you must have. No.

Oh, come on. Let's get down to the
river. They're fighting. I'm sorry, Sam.

can't today. I've got calls to make.

Oh, now, let him live, Doctor.

Give him a chance to recover. We can't
let you depopulate the entire village.

Not that old joke again. Please.

Look, let's go upstairs to the kitchen.
I'll make you a cup of tea or a beer.

All right, is she?

Fine. I'm grateful.

Gone to visit an old friend in
Cambridge.

Yeah.

Yes, he said.

11 o 'clock, bus.

This morning, Sunday?

No bus, Sunday.

Weekdays, yeah.

He said it was a weekday.

Was she on yesterday?

Yes.

I never saw her.

What? Well, my shop's right by the shop.
You see them all waiting.

Be brave, Bill.

Check it on your busy morning.

Everybody buying a Sunday roll.

You were probably chopping up sides of
beef like a maniac omitted to watch it

all. Oh, let's have everything pre -cut
for Saturday. That way I only have to

get it out of the window. So I'm always
there, getting it, looking out. You

can't help it.

I'd have seen Irene, no question.

Maybe she met someone who gave her a
lift.

Anything.

When's she back? Today?

No, Wednesday, as a matter of fact.

Grass window, right?

You could say that.

Well, the bride did a driver to
Cambridge.

They have a lugger and a bouquet.

She didn't take much, just a few things.
Anyway, I had surgery.

Well, of course, yeah.

Ah, yes, quite.

Still, only I didn't think.

Hey, you know what I think?

I think you've done, really.

Buried her down there in the cellar. Is
that supposed to be a joke?

For heaven's sake.

You don't imagine that I've... Irene, my
wife.

You're mad.

Oh, you are, David.

Don't be ridiculous.

Would I?

Oh, for God's sake, let's be sensible.

All right, if you don't believe me,
phone the police. Now, at this minute,

there's the phone. You're welcome to use
it.

Please, please do.

absolutely innocent of what you suspect.

I swear it.

Of course.

Of course you are. I mean, sure.

Bob, I may be a doctor, but I'm not Dr.
Crick.

Would I invite you to call the police?
Bob!

Well, calculating we wouldn't, as old
friends.

People do strange things, say strange
things under stress, don't they?

As a doctor, you're well aware of that,
of course.

Look, are we going to be... Hold on,
Slim, hold on.

Did you hear us in the kitchen?

Before we came down.

Yes, yes, I did.

You should have shouted up. I was going
to. You heard her talk about Irene.

Yes.

Oh, Lord.

I won't say I'm ashamed because I'm not.

You hadn't married her then, David. We
hadn't even met.

No.

Well, there it is, the motive.

Oh. I must say, you've had plenty of
provocation. But that... Yes, I'll say.

how. Both of you, I have told you...
What you know, I know. Finn knows.

Not that that would tell any hype in a
county court. What are you talking...

Don't rush me, David!

We've got to think this through, right?

We're friends. Damn good friends, okay?

The fact is, I think you were justified.

You knew a lot, didn't you? You didn't
really need to hear me say it.

Anybody... Are you suggesting that I
killed Irene because she was...

We ought to have told you five years
ago. I knew you did.

Only then I thought, what the ear
doesn't hear, the heart doesn't grieve

etc. You know, I blame myself now.

I should have warned you when you told
me you were going to marry her.

Mind you, there was a bit of me said,
for pity's sake, give her the benefit of

the doubt.

Perhaps she'll steady up with David, you
never know.

But I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

I could have saved you all this. Me too,
yes, dear Lord.

But I don't blame her.

There's the age difference. There's 20
years. Marriage is marriage.

If you were 21 and missed the universe,
she'd still have played around.

I know a lot of people think she's...
What can you say?

But she's young. She's full of life. I
mean, you can't... Oh, for heaven's

it's okay, David.

You're with friends. You can come clean.
She was full of life. Look, you can

trust us.

He can, can't he, Sim? Well, I... Oh,
come on, it's our fault. He married her.

Look, if we'd said, Sim...

If I had?

Well, if you had, you could have too,
you know. I mean, you knew, like

else did.

Irene Taylor, who doesn't remember? That
was a catchphrase from Mary Keane's

Lynn, remember?

Yes, but what?

It is kind of different, you know.
Really?

I don't.

But the way I see it, we're in this is
Deacon of David, four feet down with

cement on top.

Because we could have said and we
didn't, not only before, but afterwards.

I mean, take last week.

Young Joe Staines and the Rising Sun
telling everybody in the saloon bar how

he's done.

You mustn't... She's young. I forgive
her. I accept that I can't give her

everything she wants, needs.

I mean, I'm a bit of a dry old stick,
you know?

And I also accept that she's no
housekeeper. I don't mind. I'm not a

for... I mean, she just doesn't think.

She's not what you'd call deep.

All right, you could say she's stupid,
lazy.

She's got no system. Well, I've got
plenty of systems. She enjoys herself.

That's... She's beautiful.

In her way, she's innocent, like a
child. A child?

I loved her.

Oh, God.

It's OK.

We said we're with you, David. Yes, yes.

You see, Simms realised it too.

We're all in it together.

Oh, God. Take it easy. We're thinking
now, aren't we, Bob? I know I am. Yes.

the first thing is, cool it.

Now, Sim, this matters.

When we came here, the lane was empty,
right? Nobody passed it? No, it was dead

quiet. Good.

That's the first bonus.

Now, David, it goes like this.

We called, rang the bell, went round the
back, called again, got no reply. We

went away.

We were here two minutes at most. And
what about the note you left?

Oh, for God's sake, I take it with me
when we go, don't I? Burn it down by the

river. Right.

And, David, we never went down into the
cellar at all.

Now, the rest's up to you.

Sim and me will never say.

Right. What are you going to do is
say...

Irene took off and went for a walk and
never came back. Hey, we could say that

we saw her yesterday on the Cambridge
Road hitching a lift.

Now, why not? We don't have to say that
we actually saw her get a lift, just

that she was trying and must have.

Well, that way we don't have to describe
a vehicle or anything like that. Now,

how's that? Fine, but no more. Don't
elaborate, Tim. Just that. It fits.

She did some lifts, but the ride she had
in mind was... Well, enough's been

said, hasn't it?

Yes.

We're going now.

Now, you think of the story, David, and
so will we.

We never went down into the cellar. We
never saw you.

Nothing. We don't know.

You don't know.

Irene took off like... Well, like she
was like that.

Why don't you turn the boiler up down
there?

This metal will dry out all the faster.

Bob. What?

Now, wait!

I'd never have believed either of you.

My God, it's horrible.

Me do such a thing when I've devoted
myself to preserving life.

Now, look you, Bob, and you, Sim.

I know you're my friends.

But to imagine that I'm... I'm going to
phone the police.

David! I realise you wanted to help.

In a way, I appreciate your loyalty, but
it's misguided.

Thank God you're mistaken. That's all I
can say.

So I'll phone the police. I want them
here now.

You phone them, Bob.

For your sake and mine and Sim's.

No, you... No, it's got to be clear.

Absolutely. I am innocent of what you
think.

I'd never touch a hair of her head, and
I know all her faults.

Please.

If you don't, I will. Do you hear?

I'm not deaf.

Not like you were just now.

318.

All right.

I will.

I did.

You wouldn't listen. You didn't believe
me. No, I didn't.

Hello?

Put me through to the duty officer, will
you?

They just wouldn't believe me. I see.

Well, if you smell the drink, I say that
you dare.

But you don't. No.

Not even a lard?

No.

Well, Doctor?

No, it's okay, Danny. I want you to see.

All of you.

All right?

Proved your point.

Yes.

Bit damp?

Clay.

Exactly. As I told Bob.

Nearer the surface than I realized.

Sorry.

Looks like you all got overexcited.

Worked each other up a bit, hmm?

Yes.

You'd have done better to have all gone
fishing.

What?

Yes, uh, okay then.

See you next time, baby.

Mrs. Rankin back on Wednesday?

Yes, indeed.

Bye, then.

Yeah.

Panic over.

Sorry.

Bye.

Bye.

Understandable, Bob.

But she's never been better than she
ought to be, has she?

I'm back.

You said Wednesday.

I know.

I couldn't stand it, though.

You couldn't? What?

Their new baby.

Cried all night. I didn't get a wink.

And the whole place smelled of wet
nappies.

And both of them so proud of it.

So you left.

I did it nicely.

I didn't say the real reason. I said I
was worried about you.

Which way did you come back?

I got the train.

Walked across the field.

Did anyone see you?

Not at all.

I thought I might find you and the boys
fishing.

But there was no one by the river.

I was doing this.

Well, you haven't got very far.

I imagine you've finished it by now.

Is it still damp?

I got the cement down, but it wasn't
level. So I had to take it up again.

You must have things, lover.

My lovely old perfectionist.

Well,

no kiss for me?

It wasn't right.

And it still isn't.

What isn't right, David?

The floor.

Oh.

Darling, don't lie to me back.

I can't tell you.

See time you see