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Oh, good.

It's beautiful here, isn't it?

Don't you think it's beautiful?

It's much noisier than I thought it would be. The countryside.

Dogs barking, cows moaning, sheep bleating.

And those damn birds that wake me up at dawn.

Robins or larks or whatever they are.

Hello, Ingrid.

You wish breakfast?

Just a... Fresh orange juice.

Yeah.

I think we should have a dinner party.

People down from London, you mean?

No, locals. A sort of getting -to -know -you thing.

Perhaps that nice Mr Larkin.

Hmm. It was that nice Mr Larkin who assured us we'd have no trouble getting

local staff.

We've got Ingrid.

She's Austrian.

Not too early for a glass of beer, is it? Oh, never too early.

There you go. Oh, tar. Cheers.

Cheers.

Oh, half a dozen pheasants hanging in the barn.

Oh, good.

We'll have them for dinner next Saturday.

Fly over from Bluff Court, do they? Yeah.

I'm glad they've restocked.

What they like, the cherry bones.

Eh? What's she like?

She's all right.

Dithers a lot. Says things like dovetail and zipped up.

Very excitable.

Oh. No, no, no, no. Not excitable in a sort of love of country

life. What, cream comes out of the tap and eggs grow in trees?

Yeah, that's about it.

Here, where's Charlie and Mary at this morning?

Gone to church.

Gone to church?

What on earth do they want to go to church for?

The vicar thought it might be an idea.

After all, they're getting married in church.

Anyway, it is Sunday. People do.

Yeah, well, I don't.

No.

That's my church out there.

I mean, if he made all that, that's where you want to thank him.

Not in some gloomy old building.

Oh, beautiful, isn't it?

And now...

I publish the band of marriage between Cedric Matthew Charlton of Maidstone and

Mariette Jane Larkin of this parish.

This is the first time of asking.

If any of you know Paul... Oh,

thank you so much for coming.

See you on the big day, then. If not before, we hope.

Oh, weddings are indeed the work of God.

Bye -bye. Good morning.

Oh, Brigadier. Looking as brightly as ever. Splendid service.

Uplifting. Thank you.

Morning. I hear you're getting married.

Oh, really?

Jolly good.

Aren't you the lucky one?

Looks like a jolly strapping stallion.

Steady.

Angela? Oh,

hello, my dear.

How are you, young man?

Oh, I do apologise.

I had a rather heavy lunch.

Must have dozed off.

Still, it's lovely to see you.

Do sit down.

You'll have to be careful of that chair.

Yes,

it's got a wonky leg.

Quite all right, sir.

I normally lean forward anyway.

I thought you might like a little bit of ham.

Oh, extraordinarily kind.

Good God.

I'd offer you a drink. I'm afraid I've forgotten to restock lately.

Rather awkward.

That's quite all right.

General, Brigadier, we've come to ask you a favour.

Oh, well, if it's within my power.

Oh, it is.

We'd like you to be best man at our wedding.

I'd be damn well honoured.

I... Oba Charlie, a younger man. We won't hear of it, sir.

Nor will Papa Mar.

You're outnumbered, General.

What's your name?

Montgomery. After the general.

Indeed.

Is your mother at home?

She's lying down.

She's pregnant, going to have a baby.

Really?

What about Mr Larkin?

He's having a lie down as well.

They like having a lie down together.

Oh, I see.

Well, perhaps you'd be kind enough to give them this after...

When they wake up.

Thank you so much.

I

wish

you'd stay.

Can't, Basil. We're out to dinner tonight. I must get that train.

Next week.

Well...

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

What's the matter, Ralph? Tip burning hole in your glove? I should say so.

A ruddy little throopney bit.

Yeah, same cheapskate did that to me and all.

Can't you do something, son?

I've done it.

I've put the locks on.

I get the fire and the damn thing just goes out.

Look, fires aren't like this in films. This is not the films, Pinky. This is

real, honest -to -goodness, country life.

And it's not all it's cracked up to be. Not by a long chalk. Oh, don't say that,

Sunbeam. I saw a hedgehog today.

I hope it's warm inside.

Oh, ducky, it's going to crush my back already.

Here, keep your stole on there, father, you.

Ain't burning wet birds, is it?

Here. Good evening.

To come in, please.

She's not from round here.

Your hair's lovely.

Now I've been too busy with strawberry picking.

Really?

Sorry.

That's a lovely mink.

I've been admiring it.

It's quite gorgeous.

It's all very much. Funny enough, I bought this with the money I made

picking last year.

Really? I told you I'd pin you down one day.

My chance has come sooner than I expected.

Good evening.

What a pleasant surprise.

I was about to say, there's so little damn fun in the country, and here you

You know Mr Larkin? Yes.

We were just talking about having some fun. Oh, good.

We do like our guests to enjoy themselves.

How's your glass, Mr Larkin?

You're still all right, I see. What about you, Corrine? No, thanks.

I don't like anything to take the edge off my appetite.

It's no good for burning.

Excellent switches in a sauna, there. Yes, we've still got a few things to

learn, but my husband doesn't regret moving here.

Not for a moment.

Dinner's serving, please.

Oh, all ready.

I think we might go through now.

I do hope everybody's hungry.

Everyone likes prawn cocktail.

You mustn't mind if I don't join you.

Certain things I'm not allowed.

Prawns are one.

Oh, blow you up, do they? Onions get me like that.

No, I meant my diet.

I have to watch it all the time.

Ma went on a diet once.

By the time she went through a list of do's and don'ts, She was ready for a

ratting good breakfast.

We were hoping to

serve trout patty.

But if there are any trout in the lake, they've disappeared.

Oh, they're hatching.

Hatching down below us, but... I thought they spawned a lot earlier than this.

Should do.

I hope you like the white.

A friend of mine's a Greek wine shipper in the city.

Oh, all right. There you go. Cheers. Bottoms up, then. Cheers.

Cheers.

Nectar.

Yes.

Oh, by the way, um...

I'll be delivering the boat tomorrow that came with this place.

Good. My wife can do with it for the exercise.

Very nice. Very good.

My husband was a rearing blue at Oxford.

Oh, really?

I'll say.

You'll have another drop of this Greek watsit.

Pour, Mr. Larkin, another drink, Ingrid.

Glad you like it.

Ingrid. Yes, that's nice. Very nice.

Oh, dear.

You come from Greece and all?

I am coming from the Tyrol.

Tyrol, yes.

Very, very nice spot there.

I like your dress.

It's very nice.

You're hunting lately, aren't you?

Well, might do.

You know, depends how much time I've got.

Tend to work all hours as it is.

Oh.

Oh.

Do try with the chair's silk cup.

Yes, well, I like the drink, but the riding shakes my liver up does all sorts

ticklish things to me.

Does to me, too.

Seen any pheasants on your land recently, Mr. Jerry Barn?

Hardly a damned one.

We restocked, as you told us.

Don't know where the damn things get to.

Well, perfectly obvious to me. Your birds have been taken by something.

Taken by what?

Poachers?

Damned poachers.

Penny said it's in our deep freeze.

Last year's, naturally.

Last year's?

What would bring you round to Grace?

Ah, good.

The roast beef.

What are you down here eating? Roast beef.

It's shrunk.

Now we've managed to get home without collapsing from hunger. Oh, no, and I've

got to call that a dinner party.

I should have done some black pudding with this. Mm.

Oh.

You're warmer.

Mm.

The circulation's just coming back in my feet. Ow.

Oh. Mm.

Mind you, I don't know why you should be cold.

Steamy way that Corrine Perigold was looking at you. Oh.

I don't trust that sort.

There's a lot of females either at your throat or down your throat.

Yeah. Quirky.

Checks my teeth on it, Joe. I don't know what it is.

Is Sid down here?

Anywhere?

No, Sid, no. Look, we'll have me under.

I've just got to find the soap. No.

Oh, the better for seeing you.

I brought Arthur over.

Oh, right!

Jolly good.

There you go.

Hey, who's Arthur?

The Brigadier, silly.

Oh, the General.

I can't get used to the fact that he's got a real name.

The thing is, my sweet... Yep?

He's not quite himself.

Hello, Monty. Working hard?

Yeah.

I know what his problem is. He don't eat enough, does he? No.

It's the thing about being Charlie's best man.

Refill coming up, General.

Oh.

You did say to help myself to another slice?

Of course I did. Only make it a slice.

Turn your back and an ant could have walked off with that titchy bit you were

cutting.

As ever, your kindness itself.

Nonsense. Just don't like seeing good food go to waste.

Oh, here they come. Look, I'll see you later, General. I've got to go and

change. Me and Marietta are off to London for a fitting.

Ah,

General!

Oh,

I see you've got some chaff in the cookhouse.

Yes, that's the ticket.

Now then, what's all this about? A mutiny?

Ah. Well, straight to the point, Larkin.

Post of best man.

Quite frankly, I don't think I can pass, Master.

Come on in. Well, look at me.

I'm a damned scarecrow. Oh, rot!

You and your best bib and tucker. I don't have a best bib and tucker any

Can't run to it.

Only the pension, you see, and, well, these days... Mr Larkin didn't tell you?

He forgot?

Didn't tell me what?

Oh, well, it's an old Kentish custom. I thought I'd mentioned it.

It's up to the bride's father to keep everyone out. Bride, bridesmaids, even

best man.

Oh, now look here, Larkin. You may be able to sell sand to the Arabs, but you

can't expect me to swallow a yarn like that.

It would only be a loan, Arthur.

No. I put up a few blacks in my time.

I've never taken money from a woman.

But surely for a 24 -hour dress hire.

Damn me.

You haven't given me an idea.

A neighbour, that is a bit of luck.

What's the trouble?

No idea.

Just faded out as I was driving along.

Well, we'll take a look then.

What are you looking for?

Well, pride, I suppose.

There it is.

Could I wear that at the wedding?

What do you think?

I think I'll pop out and get a couple of bottles of champagne.

Awful kind of you to help me.

Try that.

You're a genius.

The distributor cap was off.

You know, I think about cars.

Must have worked a little bit. Yeah, must have.

Let me reward you with a drink. How many up the road?

No, thanks. Some other time.

But this is a good time.

We'd be all on our own.

My husband's up in London.

So I gather he's your wife.

Sorry, I've got things to do.

Oh, come on. Them's such a far sport.

They say you're quite a ladies' man.

Do they?

You've still to prove it with me.

You know what you need, don't you? Tell me.

Good belting.

Got a riding crop at home.

Your very good health.

And yours, Angel.

Shouldn't really.

Living dangerously.

Wicked.

I've already had a couple of large snifters with the Larkins.

Or three, or four, or five.

What the hell?

Cheers. Over the top, down the hatch, or whatever.

Hold your breath. I bring to you most beautiful bride mother I ever... ever

dress for, including royal family bridesmother, whose name I never reveal,

under hot poker.

Well, I never thought Percy Larkin would be lost for words. Oh, Ma, you look

lovely.

It was the least I could do.

Jolly boat in weather.

Tell you what, do you want me to get Mr J to give you a nice row round the lake

before it gets dark?

Oh, he's not at home. He's up in London.

Anyway, I'm not sure he can actually row.

Oh, pretty.

This is a nice little boat.

A bit rusty, I'm afraid.

I used to dance a lot.

That's it.

You're getting it.

I remember this tune.

It was all the rage that year.

I danced with a girl in a cimbalom. Oh, go on. I love limericks. No, no, no.

It's not a limerick.

It's a faded memory.

Oh, my God.

It's like dancing with a dream.

Here, I'll tell you what.

Why don't I row you round the lake?

Absolutely free of charge.

Oh, no, I couldn't. Actually, I'm looking for some wildflowers to pick.

Are you? Well, there's loads of them over there.

Crowding they are. Thick as thick.

Come on.

Jump aboard. I'll row you over.

Oh, dear. I don't think it'll dovetail. You see, I have Korean Perigo coming to

tea at four.

What's the time now?

Look at that. It's not even three o 'clock yet. Hey, come on. Spend your

Jump aboard. All aboard. It's coming aboard.

It doesn't leak or anything.

No. You see, I can't swim.

Actually, I'm absolutely terrified of water, to tell the truth. Oh, you'll be

all right. It is safe.

Of course it's safe, safe for the Queen Mary.

You don't wobble.

Oh, that's nice.

You get, you get, that's it.

Around the back? Yeah, you sit in the back there.

That's it, good girl. Oh, oh.

Right.

There we go.

Oh, a life on the ocean wave.

I wouldn't want to be late for Corrine.

Oh, no. Not for Corrine. No.

There you are.

I'm damn sorry.

I'm all right.

Sweet man.

Fingertips. Ooh, harder.

As you wish.

Other shoulder, other shoulder.

How's that?

Oh, nice.

You naughty man.

You found my weak spot.

Cow parsley. Cow parsley. You know them all. Yeah, well, I know most of them.

Hey, look, this is one of my favourites in here. Come here. Let me show you.

Come on.

Here you are. Look at that one.

Loose dry, I think.

It's so beautiful.

There's nothing more perfect than wild summer flowers in England.

Look at this one.

Look. Monkey flower.

Oh.

Let her go, you absolute

swine! I beg your pardon?

Don't worry, I'm a witness.

Witness? I saw you grab her just now.

Well, of course I did for her own good. Otherwise, you'd have slipped down there

and... So you say.

That's not how it appeared to you, Pinky, did it?

I saw what he did. I heard you scream. I was startled.

That's how men like him take advantage.

He mustn't get away with it.

Hey, now, hang on a moment. Report this. Have him charged.

It's the only way.

Let the police deal with him. You're bonkers.

I don't need Marriott to say it.

Freely we serve because we freely love. Oh, Milton, paradise lost.

Oh, very well. I don't mind omitting the word. It is a trifle unsuited to the

modern world. Here we go. Here we are, everyone.

Here we go.

There you are. That's it now.

Here, Vicar, you'll get a bundle on that one. It's got a real good religious

name. Really?

Yeah, it's called Bishop's Gator, better known as Holy Moses.

Gin, plum brandy, grenadine, top.

Cut with cream. Oh, how nice.

Right, well, cheers, everyone.

Cheers. Cheers.

Well, how are you getting on with this old wedding night?

Oh, we're nearly there.

Hymns all selected.

Just going through the form of service.

You were getting rid of me saying obey, Pop.

Mm, jolly good thing, too. Smacks of the chastity belt, that. Oh, that's true.

Ma would never promise to obey me any more than I'd get one of them chastity

belts on her.

I gather that you and Mrs Larkin are as yet unmarried.

Well, no. I mean, we were thinking of making it a fortune next week.

Well, on the account of... I was expecting another little then.

But Charlie told us not to.

Yeah, in case I have to pay any income tax.

There may be a little tax to pay in heaven too, Mr Larkin.

Stay there, you lot, all right?

Come in, Owen.

Afternoon, Sid.

How are you?

Come for your eggs. Come and have a drink.

No, thanks, Sid.

You see, I'm here on official business, I'm afraid.

Oh, yeah?

I have to give you this in person.

It's a summons for indecent assault.

Indecent assault?

Indecent... Would you like me to leave?

No, no, no, it's all right, Vicar. You're a man of the cloth.

You've probably seen it all.

You're hereby charged that on the said date in the vicinity of Bluff Court

you... You did interfere.

With the person of Phyllis Monica Jeroboam of the said bluff court.

It's ridiculous.

Stupid woman.

Take note. You are summoned to appear before the magistrates at the court of

petty sex.

Well, I'll blanko up and go sick.

Sorry, Sid.

Hate to do it. I'd have chucked it in a ditch if I thought I could get away with

it. Now, you get yourself a good lawyer.

That's my advice.

Lawyer? I don't want no lawyer.

I'm going to defend myself.

Is that wise?

Yeah.

You've got brains, Charlie boy. You're going to help me. Anyway, we've seen

enough trials on the telly, haven't we?

When's all this supposed to happen? Oh, my God.

July the 7th.

July the 7th?

But that's the day of the wedding.

What if they find you guilty, send you to prison?

I miss my daughter's wedding.

I'll have her job.

What time is it supposed to start?

Ten o 'clock.

Ten o 'clock, ten o 'clock. That gives us two hours before the wedding.

Right, listen, Charlie, my learned friend, you and I are going to build up

cast -iron solid case for the defence.

Assemble all the evidence. Who's here in this case?

Oh, you mean who's chairman of the bench?

That'll be Sir George Bluff Gore.

Would a prayer be an order?

Call Sir Charles Larkin.

Now, don't forget, I put it to you.

I suggest that you align.

Suggest. Remember to pause to throw the witness off balance.

And make sure you call Sir George. You're a master.

If it's anything like the cricket match, you could expect a hanging judge.

I gather Larkin's going to defend himself.

No, he's come dressed for the part.

Garden Court, may I proceed?

You are Sidney Charles Larkin?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Very well.

Sidney Charles Larkin, you are hereby charged that on the 23rd of August,

at Bluff Court, you did unlawfully and indecently assault a certain female,

namely Phyllis Monica Geriber.

I have to put it to you, Mr Larkin, that you have the choice of being tried by

jury or having the case summarily dealt with here.

No, I want it done here and now. I don't want it to drag on. I've got a wedding

to go to late on this morning.

And that explains their barrel, does it?

Yes, sir.

There's no law against me being dressed like this, is there, your honour?

No, no, no, no, no, of course not.

I do have to say that I know this gentleman. Does the prosecution have any

objection?

No, none at all, sir.

Proceed.

Do you plead guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Not guilty, I mean, what do you think?

This court is not interested in what anyone thinks.

Just answer the questions as they are put to you.

Well, I put it to you, Your Honour, that I just have to answer.

Are you represented in court?

Yes, thank you. All my family out there, not a few friends.

Of course, some more coming on the way.

The clerk means, are you represented by a solicitor?

Oh, sorry, yes, I see.

No, I shall be appearing for myself, Your Honour.

Yes. When I'm in the dock, I will appear as myself, and when I'm not in it, I'll

be appearing for myself.

If you understand what I mean.

I'm informed that you do have the right to conduct your case from the floor of

the court, Mr. Larkin.

You may leave the dock.

Yes.

Thank you very much, Your Honor. I'm much obliged, Your Honor.

Owen Barlow, appearing for prosecution.

Good to see you, Mr. Barlow.

Thank you, sir.

The facts in...

Do you mind?

No, no, not at all. No, you carry on, old boy. Carry on.

The facts... The facts in

this case are quite... So far, Charlie boy, all right. So far, so good. Good.

in this case are quite straightforward, sir, and are as follows.

I just got one question.

The other afternoon... Momentous.

Yes, but I found myself on the bed and you weren't there.

Well, a girl has to go home sometime.

Yes, I appreciate that.

But it's the time before you went home that I'm referring to. You were asleep,

darling. Oh, damn.

And you?

I had the brand you promised me.

I needed it, too.

Needed it?

Good God.

Do you mean to say the whole affair had that effect on you?

Devastating.

Follow to repeat it?

What do you think?

Good God.

You have told the court you were afraid, Mrs. Jerryburn. Were you in fact more

than afraid?

I was.

Were your reactions, in fact, those of any respectable, decent woman face to

face alone with unexpected and undesirable interference from a

interloper or, for all you know, an attacker?

I beg your pardon. Don't you talk about him like that. Silence.

Silence, my foot. He wouldn't molest a flea, let alone a dizzy bit of baggage.

Silence.

May I remind you, this is a court of law.

Any further outbursts like that will result in instant removal.

Mr. Barlow.

I think the witness has suffered enough.

No further questions, sir.

Do you have any questions of this witness, Mr. Larkin?

Oh, yes, indeed.

I mean, I should cocoa.

Now, Mr. Gary Bowen, will you tell the court, loud and clear, the answer to a

simple question?

Using your own words.

Can you swim?

No, I can't.

Mrs. Jerry -Burnham, I put it to you that you're in fact terrified of water.

I wouldn't say exactly terrified.

Oh, no?

Well, cast your mind back to the afternoon inquest.

Weren't your first words on being invited to a trip in the boat something

I can't swim, I'm simply terrified of water?

You told me the lake was 15 feet. in places, even 20.

Gave you a bit of a turn, that, did it?

Now, Mrs Jeroboam, do you recall when nearing the jetty that same afternoon,

that's where the water is deepest, by the way, that you were warned on no

account should you move until the boat was moored safely to the jetty?

Possibly. I was in a great hurry.

To go where? To the bottom of the lake?

Of course, that's where you would have gone if I hadn't grabbed hold of you

I did, Mrs Jeroboam. Not at all. I could well have looked after myself.

Not on your nelly.

What's that expression?

It's an expression in the current vernacular. It comes, I believe, from a

comedian.

Indeed. Not home service.

Yes, well, just two more questions, my lad.

Mrs Jeroboam.

What did you do after the, uh, the... Yes.

After the alleged attack?

I screamed.

Oh. Well, why didn't you fight off the, the what?

Alleged. The alleged advances, Mrs. Jeroboam. Because you were holding both

hands. Ah!

So I've got three hands, have I? Two to hold you and one to molest you with.

That's the stuff I give her. No food!

No food!

Silence!

No sign.

No, not yet.

We should be there in 40 minutes.

What about them? They should be waiting at the church.

Well, you've driven the rolls, haven't you?

Isn't one member of the family in court enough?

Just take a cushion under you.

Come on, get in.

So you

were to

take tea with Mr. Jeroboam?

Yes. I drove over to Bluff Court, pardon the leg.

And what did you see?

Well... First of all, I saw them on the other side of the lake.

And? Pinky, that Miss Jeroboam, seemed to be hurrying away from Mr Larkin,

as if she was frightened.

So it was obvious to you... Objection!

Supposition, Your Honour.

Mr Larkin, could you refrain from playing Spencer Tracy or whoever it is?

sir, that's your part, Your Honour. You're always supposed to judge.

What is it you want to say?

A world of witnesses being asked to guess what's going on when it's nothing

she thinks it is.

Hear, hear.

That's one in the eye for you, madam.

Silence.

Oh, very well.

Strike that out.

Thank you very much, Your Honour.

Is that proper, Barlow?

American, I'm afraid, sir, but I have the gist.

Mr. Barlow.

Thank you, sir.

And would you say that the reaction of Mrs. Jerry Bowen was that of a woman in

state of most alarming and acute distress?

Yes, I would.

She was hysterical.

One more question.

Did the defendant at any time offer in your presence any sort of explanation or

apology for his action?

No. None whatever?

None. Whatever.

He just laughed.

He just laughed.

Mrs.

Perrigo. Oh.

I think that you're keen on hunting, are you not?

I enjoy the hunt.

I'm sure you do, more than most.

Breaking fences, riding over people's private property, cornering the poor

little toxin, tearing it to bits. Oh, really? I must object. This is totally

irrelevant. Is that an English objection or an American objection? It doesn't

matter. Objection sustained.

I mean, stick to the point, Larkin.

Yes. Yes, very well, Your Honour. All right.

How far away were you when you saw the alleged attack... I've seen her before.

Where in the box? Only a few yards.

Mrs Perrigo. Well, I suggest to you... Perrigo? You had a neck the length of a

giraffe and a 50 -foot... Have

a little decorum. Come along.

You have told my learned friend...

But, uh, you saw me trying a bit of a kiss and a cuddle with Mrs.

Jeroboam. Yes, I did.

Was that before the alleged assault? Just do it.

Eh?

Shh! Having a bit of trouble with the answer, are we? No.

You did make advances in the boat.

Well, whilst rowing, how did I do that then? With my feet?

Silence in court!

Um, before I go on, I'd like an adjournment.

May I again remind you, Mr Larkin, that you are not appearing on television?

No, I'd still like to ask for a five -minute halt, sir.

For what reason?

Vital new evidence.

Excuse me, do you mind?

Do you know it's an offence to interfere with a course of justice?

Look, Larkin, don't be silly.

Supposing you put me in the box again and I say the whole thing's a terrible

mistake?

Suppose you said potato crisps were stars.

It's only really a question of pride with Pinky Jeroboam. I don't believe she

wants to put you in prison.

Neither do I.

Fancy a spelling clink yourself, do you?

You are Percival Jethro Larkin? Well, I wouldn't be anybody else, would I?

Yes, sir.

And you live at this present time at the Marble Arch Hotel, London?

That's me.

What did you say to Marble Arch?

I'm a waiter there, sir.

Ah, I see.

Do go on.

Much obliged. You're on.

Now then, Percival.

Mr Larkin.

I'd like you to take a glance around this court.

Take your time.

Make a nice, good, long look.

All right.

Do you see anyone in this court known to you as Mrs Perrigo? No, that I don't.

Are you quite sure?

Could you look at that lady up there in the red dress?

Do you know her as Mrs Perrigo?

I'd blow it if I do.

You don't know her as Mrs. Perrigo, but you do know her. Oh, yes, I know her.

Ah, then, Your Honor, let the record shut. Mr.

Larkin, can you tell us what this is designed to prove?

Where is it meant to lead us?

To the truth.

And it's about time we heard, sir. Silence.

Right. Now, Mr. Larkin, can you tell the court where you last saw that lady? A

few weeks ago.

Tell me where you saw her.

Marble Arch Hotel, room 207.

And where was she?

In bed.

I was on room service at the time, taking up teas. And was she alone?

No.

With a gent.

Silence!

Thank you, General.

So, that lady, you say, is not Mrs Perrigan? Not what she was booked in as.

was booked in as Mrs Fanshawe. So, that lady... describing herself in this court

on oath as Mrs. Perigo registered into your hotel as Mrs.

Fanshawe. Yes, and that's a fact. Which goes to prove, does it not, that I am...

I'm ready, Pop.

My God.

You're perfectly beautiful. Pop, you won!

Yes!

This is the day when everything's perfect.

Bye.

Where are they?

Come on.

Come on.