All language subtitles for heartbeat_s06ep12_thanks_to_alfred

Harvey, why do you miss when my baby
kisses me?

Harvey, why does a love kiss stay in my
memory?

I need to laugh And when the sun is out
I've got something I can

laugh about I feel good In a special way
I'm in

love and it's a sunny day Good day
sunshine

Good day sunshine Good day

sunshine We take a walk

On the shining down.

Burn my feet as they touch the ground.

I've always wanted to see this.

Hey.

Steady.

You should have slept on.

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

You were tossing and turning all night.
Oh, don't fuss.

I thought that's what you liked about
me, the way I fuss over you. Well, it

certainly makes a change, that's for
sure.

Look, I know you just can't forget about
him, but I thought we'd agreed once

you'd left there'd be no looking back.

Well, it's easy enough to say that,
isn't it?

We haven't exactly rushed into this, you
know. I know.

couldn't have done without you this past
year.

Come here.

It's the kids I'm worried about.

They've practically grown up.

It's that wonderful picture of you.

That wonderful picture of you.

I must wear the picture of you.

How do you expect the citizens of
Asperley to have faith in you lot when

can't even protect your own police
station? Have either of you been outside

morning?

I've only been to headquarters an hour,
I come back and the notice board is

covered with fly posters.

We were waiting for you to come back,
Sarge, to find out if there was any

Oh, well.

I have to tell you that the
reorganisation plans have been shelled.

Police Station will not be closing down,
which means, Ventress, that you will

not be taking early retirement.

Oh. You're both still serving police
officers. Though sometimes that's hard

tell. Which brings me back.

to that debacle outside.

Well, I didn't see anybody fly -posting,
Sarge.

Oh, well, it must have been the
invisible man, then, that took it upon

to advertise some wrestling match.

Did I say something interesting,
Ventress?

No, Sarge.

I mean, yes, but... How's one of the
grapple games, Sarge?

Ooh.

An aficionado, are we, Ventress?

Well, um... Mrs Ventress and I share an
interest, yes.

Well, you can take some more interest
and scrape that lot off the notice board

outside.

Now!

What

do

you mean, no charges?

I don't want trouble.

Well, you've already got trouble.

Is Tony Phillips known to you?

Mrs. Phillips.

Finally showed a face, have we?

Oh, go on, Tony, you're drunk.

There's something wrong with you, Mum,
do you know that? Tony, please, it's

between me and your dad.

I've tried, I promise, I've really
tried.

Yeah, looks like it.

Hang on, Tony. Like I said, don't press
charges, please.

I could have you up on two counts at the
moment.

Drunken disorderly and malicious damage.

You step out of line again, you'll be in
court, all right?

And can you get her for the damage she's
done?

All I broke were a window.

Thanks, Claude.

That's for getting all them forces up
there.

All right.

Here's a quid short.

What about the rent for the barn? I've
already laid that out.

Here. That squares us for the postage.
We won't have to wait for the rest till

get the ticket money.

So does right.

So is that right, then?

Is what right, then?

That no -one's ever got his mask off?

No. Well, many have tried, lass, and
many will try again.

Nobody beats the Marvel.

I can't wait to see him.

It's all a con, if you ask me.

Well, I'll put your name down, then,
shall I?

We're looking for challenges.

If I were a bit younger, I'd take him
on.

So do you promote anything else, Mr.
Starr?

Ah, his bank account.

Well, the Marvel's my main man these
days.

I sing a bit, you know.

Very nice.

I'm going to need another favor, Claude.

Hey, well, favors tend to cost money.

Well, one of the lads is going to need a
bed for a few nights.

Is he?

Well, get me another Scotch and come in
the office.

Cheers, Keith.

Two years I've been working here and
never a crossword with anyone. And now

at them.

They'll get used to the idea.

They'll come round.

It's like I've got the plague.

Can I have your attention a minute,
everybody?

Tonight is a very special occasion.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

It's the start of our life together.

Me and Sylvia.

And I'd like to celebrate.

So tonight's going to be a free bar.

Come on, everybody.

I want you to drink our health.

brought him round nice and early,
Claude, so he can get settled in.

Come on, Marv.

Hang on a minute. What? Come on. I mean,
I can't put him in a B &B, can I? I

know, but you said he'd be one of the
lads.

Well, that's what he is.

I know, but look, he's frightening my
dog to death.

Now, shut up. Get inside.

You should have told me more, not just
walked out like that. She's gone. You've

left her.

It's not all my fault, you know. You've
been trying to shut up with someone

else.

Here's one for you, Nick.

Yeah, I'm a bit busy, Al.

It's two o 'clock in the morning, and
you see Greengrass coming out of Lord

Ashfordly's forest.

He's carrying a set of antlers.

The exam is ages away.

That's the offence, if any.

Poaching.

Well, you have to be precise, Nick. No
man.

Um, Deer Act 1963.

It's an offence to take or willfully
kill certain deer during the closed

Good. But it's only antlers.

Well, the term deer includes part of a
deer, and antlers are part of a deer.

if Greengrass hasn't got written
permission, then... What, Adam?

You mean you'd exercise your power of
arrest under Section 5 of the Act?

Well, you've got to say that's in a
test, not I'd have him.

Well, thanks, Alf, I'll bear that in
mind.

Right.

Now, you see green grass driving down
the road, or a tractor with a trailer.

And the trailer has got no springs, no
lumber plate, and it's loaded with two

tonnes of scrap metal and a pig.

Are you going to answer that?

Well, these are the sort of things you
have to deal with.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Er...

What was the address, madam?

Right.

We'll get somebody down there straight
away.

It's for you, Nick. There's a
disturbance on Aidensfield Estate.

Who's involved?

Sylvia Phillips and her son.

Oh, not again.

Come on, son, now. Pack it in.

Claude, can't you shut him up? You can't
blame Alfred.

Not with Quasimodo there going about
decked out like that morning, noon and

night. I mean, does he have to wear that
mask in the house?

I suppose he could take it off now,
would he?

We are amongst friends, I suppose. I
wouldn't count on it.

Who's a pretty boy?

He looks nearly normal.

I am normal.

I really hate wearing this all the time,
Mr Starr.

It's your meal ticket, Mum.

Don't mourn.

It should. I'll be sticking it off.

There's only one thing we want to talk
about, Mum.

Me and Vicky want you to come home.

Look, you know how things have been
between me and your dad this last year.

It wouldn't work.

If you won't come home, there's nothing
to talk about. What do you think?

That I stopped seeing you?

Look, whatever's happened between me and
your dad, look, whatever's gone wrong,

you're still my kid, and I love you.

Stanley! Vicki, please!

Well, now look what you've done!

He's been going on for half an hour.

Are you Mrs Fowles? I made the call. I
live next door.

Oh,

are you all right, Vicki?

Come on, love, we can sort this out.
Leave us, will you, please?

Leave us!

Tony, please!

Get off!

Tony, don't push it. I warned you
yesterday.

Jim, please, stop him!

I think you'd better go.

Come on, love.

Has this happened before?

No. Not as far as I know. But she only
moved out two days ago.

Jim's been coping very well considering
what he's been through.

This man

has never, ever been beaten in the race.
And don't forget, ladies and gentlemen,

this man's match has never, ever been
removed.

Mr. Greengrass. Hi, Captain. Do you know
this challenge?

Is it open to anyone?

Of course it is, provided they're like
hospital food.

We're looking for challenges, lad.

You reckon you could check him on, then?

I reckon I could do with prize money.

You need it to buy your bandages.

Put your name down there, shall I?

Yeah, yeah.

Fair brother, Ken.

All right, son.

What's going on, Ventress?

Oh, it's the Masked Marvel. Meeting his
fans, Sarge.

Looking for challenges.

Book him.

Oh, sure.

Obstructing the highway, breach of the
peace, use your imagination.

Just move him.

Yes, sir.

How did you get on? Oh, it was awful.

Did you talk to Tony?

I tried.

Don't worry.

They'll come round.

They won't.

Just give them time.

You didn't see the look on their faces.

It was never going to be easy, love.

Well, I didn't think it was going to be
like this.

Look, why don't we go away for a couple
of days? Run away, you mean?

No, just a break.

It's them living so close. That's the
problem.

I need to be on my own a bit, Mike.

I just need to think things through.

Please.

Dermot should have had a job getting a
bigger crowd than that.

Oh, are we going to clean up around
here?

What are you doing?

Come here.

What are you doing?

Come here.

What are you doing? Let go. Come here.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Go and lay down.

Oh, that dog.

He bit me.

Traffic now.

Blue lights.

Name seven vehicles that may show a blue
light.

Seven police cars.

Nick, be serious.

You've got to pass this exam.

So you can tell your parents you're
going out with a sergeant? No.

I thought you were keen for promotion.

Oh, yeah? Well, go on, then. Seven
vehicles.

Fire, police, ambulance, blood
transfusion, mine rescue, bomb disposal.

There's more. You'll have to look them
up.

Now, three occasions when a vehicle may
cross a double white line on a road.

When turning right into a side road to
avoid an accident.

When complying with the direction of a
constable in uniform.

Good.

Now, a procedural question.

You are off duty, you are walking past a
licensed restaurant and you realise

that you haven't taken your girlfriend
out for a meal for ages.

Detail your action.

Hey. Thought you went training in the
morning.

I do.

What are you doing here?

My leg.

Thanks to your ruddy dog.

It's not nice, is it?

So, how do you say you got this?

Alfred bit him, did he, Claude? It
wasn't his fault, though, were it? How

were provoked.

Well, we'll need to run some tests to be
certain, but it could be septicemia.

What's that when it's at home?

Very serious. It's blood poisoning.

Alfred's not poisonous.

Maybe not, but the bite's become
infected.

You'll need a course of antibiotics
straight away and a week's rest.

A week?

Sure starts tomorrow night.

Can you keep back, please?

Delta Alpha 2 -4 to Control.

Control? Go ahead, Nick.

Al, there's a possible hit and run on
the Manningby Road.

The victim's Sylvia Phillips.

What's going on?

Sylvia Phillips' case.

Behaved wrong.

No, a murder case.

The preliminary report came in from the
pathologist about an hour ago.

Death was caused by a finger blow to the
head.

No evidence of a collision with a
vehicle.

So that's why the glory boy's here.

That's why Detective Superintendent
Adams is here. Yes, Bellamy.

And he's taking Nick along with him.

Local knowledge.

And he's using Blaketon's office.

She left here about nine o 'clock.

And where were you all evening, Mr
Scott?

Well, here, of course.

So you didn't go with her?

I wouldn't have been welcome where she
was going.

And where was that?

Our Sylvia had gone home to make one
last effort to get the kids to accept

situation.

I told her it was useless.

Better to let things settle.

Especially with Tony.

Tony was being quite aggressive toward
his mother, sir.

That was some of his family work, wasn't
it?

Tightening.

How's it going?

Tickets are selling like hotcakes.

Well, as soon as you're getting a bit of
cash in, do you think you can settle up

for the rent?

I'm not paying you a penny if I haven't
got a show to put on tomorrow night.

Well, you hear, I'll be on the rest of
the list. They don't need a warm -up

Can't you get them to make it last a bit
longer?

Oh, don't talk daft.

Why don't you intersperse it with a
local sport or something? A bit of

might go down well.

Like what?

I don't know.

Ferret racing.

It's not funny, Claude.

These folk are paying good money to see
the masked marvel. And thanks to this

vicious little fleabag, he's out of
action.

I need a drink.

In your opinion.

I admire your optimism.

I was here all evening. Sylvia never
showed up.

Was anyone here with you?

My daughter was here for part of the
evening, then she went over to her

Since her mother left, she doesn't like
spending much time in the house.

Where was your son?

Tony went out yesterday morning.

You were there. You saw him go off.

And when did he get back?

He didn't.

Was he out all night?

Yeah.

Must have stayed with a mate.

So where is he now?

I don't know.

Why are you asking all these questions
about Tony?

I ordered all stations message put out
for Tony Phillips.

Oh, right there. Get on to it.

Excuse me, sir, this is Douglas Ripley.

Sylvia Phillips was on his bus last
night. He could have been one of the

people to see her alive.

What do you think it was?

Gina do the warm -up, then you can put
your wrestlers on after, cos she's got a

cracking voice, isn't she, George? Oh,
aye, seems like a bird. She's great.

She'd have a meeting out of her hand.

She's got her own backing band and all,
isn't she, Gina?

What? I was saying, you got your own
backing band?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

I could get a few of the lads together.

So am I on, then?

The board is about them ferret racing.

Ferret racing?

Don't let it worry you.

A word.

I still haven't got a chocolate to
build. I know that, don't I? I'm working

it. Well, work faster, or eat a sausage,
mate.

What time did you drop Mrs Phillips off
here?

About nine.

Did you see her go into the house?

No, I'd driven up by then.

But she was heading in that direction.

Sir. Excuse me.

Mr Harris saw Sylvia go into the house.

He had a round car up shortly
afterwards.

And where does he live?

Just there.

He said they were screaming at each
other.

Roll to Delta Alpha 2 -1.

Delta Alpha 2 -1 receiving.

Go ahead, Alf.

I've got news for you on Tony Phillips.

He was arrested for being drunk and
disorderly and whipped me yesterday

afternoon.

How long did they hold him?

I think we'd better have another word
with Mr Phillips.

Maggie'll soon sort him out. He'll just
have a bit of a limp, that's all.

Look, I can't put the masked marvel on
if he's below par, can I? It only needs

one likely lad to get lucky like your
pal Hercules over there.

And the game will be up, the mask will
be off, it'll be bye -bye the marvel and

bye -bye my show.

Are you listening to me, Claude?

No. Well, you'd better think of
something fast, or I'll be done for.

And so will you be.

No, it won't, because I think I've just
thought of a way to salvage your

entrepreneurial enterprise.

Eh? It's English. You wouldn't
understand it being a bouncy American.

I was here all evening.

Sylvia never showed up. That's right.

Well, a bus driver said he dropped her
off on the corner about 9 .30pm.

Well, she never came here.

Well, your neighbour, Mr Harris, said he
saw her entering this house.

He couldn't have done.

He also said he heard raised voices.

Voices which he'd identified as yours
and your wife's. I'm telling you, you've

got it wrong. Mrs Daly from next door
heard raised voices as well. Same story

Mr Harris.

A row that went on and on until all of a
sudden it stopped.

Only Mrs Daly reckons she heard three
voices.

OK.

OK.

What I said before wasn't true.

Sylvia was the alarm.

So you did have a row?

Yeah. A row that suddenly stopped.

Did someone come in? Is that why it
stopped?

No. So what happened?

I did it.

You did what, Mr Phillips?

I killed her.

I killed Sylvia.

They're about the same height, aren't
they?

Same build.

With the mask on.

Put your mask on, Ken.

Look at that. Like a pair of bookends.
Your mother won't know him.

By heck.

It just might work.

Just might work? What did I tell you?
What might work? I mean, we'll get away

with it for a couple of shows.

Get away with what? I'll explain it all
in a bit.

Hey.

Are you sure he can wrestle?

Well, no. I mean, he can still learn,
can't he?

What are you talking about?

It takes years of training to become a
wrestler.

Look, Marv, if somebody don't go in that
ring tomorrow night, we're all out of a

job. You've got 24 hours.

There's plenty.

Sylvia said she just wanted to talk.

She started to get hysterical.

She said I was poisoning the kids
against her.

Go on.

She began hitting out at me.

So I pushed her away.

That's when she fell.

It's right on the fireplace.

Is that how she died?

I panicked. I didn't know what to do. I
couldn't just leave her there. I was

expecting Vicky home.

So you decided to get rid of the body?

I had to.

I thought no -one would have seen Sylvia
come back and I could have made it look

like an accident.

For the kids' sake.

How did you move her?

I brought the car round the back,
reversed it up to the door, put her in

boot.

And then what?

Well, I, er, drove out the village.

Well, didn't you see anyone, apart from
the other cars?

Never saw a soul.

Which way did you go?

I took the Manningby Road.

I stopped on the top.

I thought it might look like she'd been
hit by a car.

I'm sorry.

Well, you and Superintendent What's -His
-Name wrapped that one up in record

time. We can write you a good
recommendation.

Oh, I don't know.

I think you might turn the gun a bit.

Why?

Well, there's something a bit odd about
Jim Phillips.

I think he was making it up as he went
along.

Well, he was probably in shock, wasn't
he?

What did the super think?

Well, he thinks he's got his man.

But you don't.

I can't believe someone can put a body
in the boot of their car, drive through

the village up the Manningby Road and
not see anybody else.

Well, he would have seen someone on the
Manningby Road last night.

I got held up by workmen repairing a
birth water main.

They reckoned it was an all -night job.

Now, can we please talk about something
else?

Don't be afraid. Go on, Gary.

That's it. Go on.

Come on, Ken.

Show him what you... Go on. Come on,
you're not ballet dancers.

Get on with it. That's it, Ken. You've
got it. Go on, Ken.

Get... Get your hand up.

Get...

Morning, Clark.

Well, you're an early bird, Rowan.

Has that forensic report on Jim
Phillips' car come in yet, Sarge? Oh,

somewhere.

Came in late last night.

Oh, no trace of hair, skin or blood in
the boot.

He's lying, Sarge.

Who's lying?

Well, Phillips said he put his wife's
body in the boot of his car.

But he couldn't have.

It's clean as always, pal.

Come on, Ken. Oh, not again.

Ken, get... Go, go. That's it.

That's it, Ken. They've got him. Go on.

Get him over there.

Don't let him do that.

Turn him round.

Hey!

There you go. Well done, Kelly. It's
just a matter of time.

Right, now we've got this sorted out.
I'll make me 30 quid for this.

We're not out of the woods yet, Claude.

You'll get your brass at the end of the
week, provided all this goes off without

a hitch.

I hope you're not just putting me on a
promise.

Come on, get up.

I'm completely satisfied with the
outcome.

There's no evidence to suggest Phillips
is lying.

I still think there's a few unanswered
questions, sir.

Such as?

Were the council working on the
Manningby Road that night?

Jim Phillips said he didn't see a soul.

He must have gone a different way.

No, sir. He said he took that road.

He wasn't in the frame of mind to
register which planet he was on that

never mind which road he took.

Forensic couldn't find any trace of
skin, blood or hair in the boot of the

sir. I've read the report, Sergeant.

Phillips must have cleaned out the boot
after he dumped her.

There's also Mrs Daly, sir. She said she
heard a third voice that night.

And you reckon she can be certain of
that, Rowan?

With the barney that was going on?

Look, we've got motive, opportunity and
a confession, Constable.

If Rowan's right, sir, there's still a
murderer on the loose.

Isn't that worth further investigation?

The case is closed, Sergeant.

It's not bad for a rugby player, is it?
Oh, he's a little pine, Claude.

He's a little pine.

And he's ten years younger than the
other one.

Hey,

now then, who's the star?

Wasn't he brilliant, Claude? What are
you talking about? You weren't so bad

yourself. Wait till tomorrow night. I'm
going to darken it down for a bit

longer. Why don't you go and see him now
while he's in a good mood, you know,

and he might pay you.

Has Ken been helping out or something?

What?

Oh, yeah, yeah, something like that.

Are you sure there was a third person in
the Phillips house that night, Mrs

Daly? Yes, I am.

You couldn't hear what was being said?

Well, no.

As I told the other officer, it was just
a babble of voices.

But there were definitely three of them.

Two female, one male.

Two female?

Yeah.

Well, you didn't mention that before.

The officer never asked.

But it was definitely two women doing
most of the shouting.

It's the best idea I've had yet, Claude.
I know, but I can't see your part of

the Marvel taking too kindly to it.
Well, maybe not.

Look at it from my point of view.

How do you mean?

Well, nobody spotted that we switched
men, did they?

Oh, no.

Right. Which means, in a few years'
time, I can do the same trick again when

gets a bit longer in the tour.

Providing he's got me left.

Jim said he was alone in the house with
Sylvia.

But Mrs Bailey next door is positive she
heard another woman's voice, too.

Could somebody already have been there?

That's possible.

I think Jim's lying, covering up for
someone.

Who?

Well, the only person I can think of is
Vicky.

So you think Vicky Phillips was there
that night?

It's possible, Sarge.

Well, you're not suggesting she had
anything to do with her mother's death,

you? I mean, she's just a kid.

Are you saying that she loaded her
mother's body in the boot of the car,

up Manningby Road, and then dumped her
in a ditch?

No, Sarge.

Thank goodness for that.

That Jim story doesn't hold up.

We're only going to get the real story
from whoever was with him that night.

Well, I suppose there's no harm in
checking out exactly where Vicky was.

Winters!

Yeah, she's playing with a neighbour,
Sarge. Mrs Fowles.

Well,

Jim Phillips comes up for remand hearing
this morning.

He's hardly a danger to the community,
so Adams won't oppose bail.

You took your time.

You can't do this to me, Sarge!

It's not fair!

You... Take your fortune out of me!

You can't get rid of me just like that!

No.

Sarge, I've checked Vicky's statement
and she was with Karen Sykes at East

Farm.

All evening?

Well, according to her friend, she left
after an hour. Said she wanted some

fresh air.

What time was that?

About nine o 'clock.

Yeah, Sarge.

Look if they can't get back to the
house.

You've got to hear this one.

I want to expose a fraud.

I'm the masked marvel.

Well, I'm King Farouk.

You're not wearing a mask.

All right, all right. I used to be the
masked marvel. And I still would have

been if it hadn't been for that dog.

Let me get this straight.

You're accusing a dog of fraud?

No.

But he's part of it.

So did this dog steal your mask?

He bit me.

That's all this started.

I just need to get a bit more
background, Mrs Fowles. I thought you'd

with all your questions.

It won't take long.

Look, Vic has been through enough
already.

That video, you were at a friend's house
the night your mother was killed, is

that right?

But only for an hour or so.

Where did you go after that?

I went for a walk.

By yourself?

Where did you go?

I don't remember.

Well, what time did you get home?

I'm not sure.

It was quite late.

And who was in the house?

Just Dad.

But he'd gone to bed.

So you didn't see your mother that
evening?

No.

I wish I had.

I hope I never see her again.

Look, surely that's enough, Constable.
She's answered your questions.

It's all right, love.

Are you going to go off?

You'll never guess.

Who that bloke thinks he is.

Chuntering on for half an hour.

I'm the Marvel, and I want my mask back.

It could be true, you know, Alf.

There's something funny going on.

Whoever the Mask Marvel is, it's not Ken
Fairbrother.

What's Ken Fairbrother got to do with
it?

He was wearing the mask in the ring last
night.

That's outrageous.

Do you mean to say we pay good money to
see a fake?

Yep. I hear Greengrass and Mr Star
talking about it.

Apparently, Ken's only got the job as
long as he's the right size of 30.

It's not right.

Hey, we think there was someone else
besides Jim and Sylvia in the house that

night. I think they have a close friend
of mine, then. No, Marvin, think of.

Does this mean you don't think Jim did
it?

I'm not saying that.

Well, I am.

He wouldn't have killed Sylvia.

What makes you think that?

It wouldn't have been Jim or any of his
family.

You see, Sylvia had decided to go home
for good.

That's what she went to tell them.

I taught Ken Fairbrother everything I
know.

Well, you must have one or two tricks up
your sleeve.

What do you want about?

Well, in my book, if you really are the
Masked Marvel... I am.

Well, there's only one way and one place
to settle this.

I know I should have said this before,
but I was scared.

You might think I killed her, and I
didn't. On my mother's life, I didn't.

So why did Sylvia change her mind?

She couldn't take what he was doing to
the family.

She reckoned it wouldn't work between me
and her while they were going through

all this grief.

So she decided to do what the family
wanted?

Yeah. So why would Jim kill her?

through my heart

But if we're going to prove Jim didn't
kill her, what we need is some hard

evidence.

Do we know what he and his wife were
rowing about?

We've only got Jim's version of events.

His statement doesn't stand out at all
now we know she was going home for good.

Are we sure they were rowing? How many
witnesses have you got?

Mr Harris and Mrs Daly.

And they were both certain they heard
raised voices.

What about Mrs Fowles?

Doesn't she live next door?

Yeah, she didn't mention hearing
anything.

I think he's gone back home.

Yeah, I know that, Mrs. Fowles.

Who? It's you I've come to see this
time.

Who?

About the night Sylvia came home to see
her family.

The night she died.

Well, Mr Harris heard the argument. He
lives across the road.

I didn't hear anything.

I thought you were in all evening.

Oh, I was, most of the time.

I did go out for a drive.

We didn't mention that in your
statement.

Where did you go?

I went around.

On your own?

Yeah.

What's all this?

Anne told me you've been pestering
Vicky, now you're badgering the

I've told you what happened. It's got
nothing to do with anyone else. Would

have any objection to forensics taking a
look at your car, Mrs Fowles?

Why?

Just routine.

Just leave us alone, will you?

I'll deal with this, Anne.

Your wife had come back home that night
to tell you she wanted to try again, Mr

Phillips.

It wasn't the first time to try to patch
things up, was it?

But it never worked.

I take it that was the night she finally
realized why.

My

lord,

ladies and gentlemen, and now the finale
of this extraordinary

extravaganza. The moment you've all been
waiting for, the eighth

wonder of the world. He's mean.

He's moody.

He's magnificent.

He's the primeval Prometheus of...

your affair begin, Mrs. Fowles?

About a year ago.

Jim and Sylvia were never really suited.

Jim was always so quiet and Sylvia
was... But they'd been together for 20

Must have seemed the answer to all your
prayers when Sylvia took up with Mike

Scott.

The marriage was over.

Jim thought if we kept our heads down,
let the dust sack him.

Let Sylvia take the blame, you mean?

When she walked in, saw me and Jim
together, everything must have fallen

place.

She went wild.

She would have killed me if I hadn't
protected myself.

So what did you do?

I fought back.

I pushed her onto the floor.

Her head... It banged on the fireplace.

I never thought it'd kill her.

But it did.

Jim was distraught.

He managed to help me get her into the
car.

I left him in the house.

Drove out to the village.

You know the rest.

Get your old job back.

I'll double your wages.

Oh,

don't do this to me, Ma.

So,

as

far as your friends were concerned...

Sylvia was the one who caused the
marriage to break down.

Yeah.

Did anyone know about you and Mrs
Fowles?

We're always very discreet.

I thought because Sylvia went off with
Mike, nobody would blame me if Anne and

went off after a few months.

But Sylvia did blame you.

I never wanted her to find out like
that.

If she hadn't come in and found us
together, it would never have happened.

Everything would have been all right for
everybody.

Why did you say that you killed your
wife?

I thought it were better if I took the
blame.

Why? I thought it'd be considered a
crime of passion that I get a light

at the worst.

Well, you're under a misapprehension.

There's no such thing as a crime of
passion under English law.

As you and Mrs Fowles are about to find
out.

What a mess.

Tony and Vicky I feel sorry for. It's
like they've lost both parents now.

It's going to take them a long time to
come to terms with it all.

Blaketon should have bought you these.

He must be pleased that you scored one
over CID.

Cheers, Al. He even approves of me
taking my sergeant's exam.

Well, you'd better get on with your
revision then.

No, not tonight, Alf.

Fine, please.

Oh, I'm old.

So, putting the mask on again tomorrow,
are we then?

No.

Well, I thought that Snarl was having it
back.

I turned him down.

Excuse me, he seems to know a lot about
it. Did you have police assistance?

I mean, were you to put up job?

Put up jobs about right, Claude. Trading
under false pretenses for a start.

That has nothing to do with me.

Tonight was the first time in ten years
I've wrestled without a mask.

It felt great.

So, what are you going to do?

I'm going to strike out on my own. I
can't wait.

And I can't thank you enough.

Oh.

Excuse me. It's Alfred you want to be
thanking.

If it hadn't been for him, you'd still
be wearing a mask.

That's true.

Well, he's very partial to a bag of
crisps.

And since I'm his trainer, I'll have a
large scotch.

It's pain.