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Thank you.

They want to know what's the matter.

It's only a bee.

Stay away.

Don't get so upset. It's a bee.

That's all right, Gina.

See who that is.

It's gone now, darling.

Get my bag from the car. There's a good chap. They're in the booth.

Mr. Thomas!

Hello, Gerina.

Staying for the weekend?

I might.

My brother-in-law about?

Oh, he's upstairs.

Shall I tell him?

No, don't hurry.

You all right now, darling?

You really mustn't get so upset, you know.

I couldn't help it.

I woke up and it was...

Buzzing around my head.

You frighten me.

Here, have some brandy.

Take your flight out.

I can't turn up for flight duty stinking like this.

Then don't go.

You know I'm on the Athens flight today.

You couldn't miss that, could you?

Whatever happens to me, you couldn't miss that.

What happened?

You're frightened by an insect.

That's all you can see. An insect. When the whole thing, my whole nervous

condition is entirely due to you.

Oh, don't tell me you're going to link this with my job.

It's horrible.

Droney. Like those airplanes at Manston.

We don't live on an airfield anymore.

Oh, Evelyn.

Why don't you give it up?

You didn't get anywhere in the RAF. Why should you think you can get on in an

airline?

Maybe because I haven't got my wife on her strength.

You're not getting any younger, you know.

Can't you see you're past it?

Sometimes I'm glad we didn't have a child.

Wouldn't have had much to look up to, would he? With his daddy a failure.

Hi, Emmett.

Greg!

Dew Spring Room.

Well, Windsor races being on. You've come to stay.

But how could I be so near and deprive you both of such pleasure?

I'm sorry it'll be so long, sir, but the key was... Oh, that's all right, Ludo.

Put the bags over there, will you? Yes, sir.

Ludo?

Madame?

How many times must I tell you not to come in here in those filthy boots?

Alba, I'm afraid it's my fault because I asked Ludo to bring the bags in.

Hello, Greg.

I wonder if you'd mind leaving this to me.

I'm sorry, madam.

Well, get out.

Go on, get out.

Darling, I know Greg is your brother, but he is also a guest in our house.

I'm sorry. And Ludo was only trying to help.

I said I'm sorry.

Well, why don't we all have a drink?

Come on, Alba.

No, thanks.

Whatever, men.

No, not for me. I'm flying.

In fact, I've got to go.

It's always the same.

Always when I need you most.

You've got to go. You've got to go.

I shall be back on Sunday.

One Sunday, you'll come back and you won't find me here.

Darling, please listen.

Oh, I do like your perfume. What?

Does it smell that much?

Well, I've never actually stood down wind from a distillery. It's just as

well I got another tunic at the airport.

Poor old Evans. Not your day, is it?

Oh, Greg, it's getting me down.

She used to be so gay, so light-hearted.

You think so?

Albert could always throw a pretty tantrum, you know. I never knew anything

about it until Manston. I thought once I'd chucked the raft.

Well, you were a fool to give in.

She even links my flying with a wretched bee which frightened her when she was

asleep. She's very subtle, my sister.

Does she have nightmares now about your crashing?

Could be.

In Manston, it was the social life.

Greg, she's not going to force me to give up flying.

See you Sunday.

Bye, now you go.

I'm sorry I let you in for that row, Ludo.

Well, if it hadn't been that, it would have been something else, sir.

It is the way with dictators.

Like that?

All the time.

Oh, come on.

Who's that speaking?

Will you hold on a moment?

Mr. Connell. I think it's another of those.

You sure?

It sounded muffled.

Well, put it on to me and try and check back.

Right.

Security.

Connell here.

No, he's still with you. This is Arrowhead Operations Office.

There's an anonymous call on extension 73.

Could you try and trace it for me, please? I'll hold on.

Captain Collins?

Depends who's giving it.

There are lives at stake.

Passengers' lives.

Could cost you plenty.

Better show some interest.

Look, suppose you speak more plainly. Who are you?

Perhaps one of the captain's women.

Perhaps I could tell you how he spends his time last night, for instance. How

many drinks he put away. How many it took to straighten him out this morning.

I see. Thank you.

She cut off too soon.

She always does.

She's a fly lady.

You didn't get anywhere in the RAF. What makes you think you can get on in an

airline?

You're not getting any younger, you know. Can't you see you're past it?

Oh, sometimes I'm glad we didn't have a child.

He wouldn't have had much to look up to, would he? With his daddy a failure.

What's the excuse this time?

I couldn't help it, madam. It was the rug.

Ah, yes, the rug.

Caught my foot.

You carry trades about in those ridiculous high heels. What do you

expect? Go and change your shoes.

Yes, madam.

Linsing about like a mannequin.

Who are you trying to impress?

I'll speak to the housekeeper about those breakages. She can stop them out

of your wages.

Yes, madam.

And what do you find so amusing?

I was just thinking... For someone who's so afraid of creatures that sting...

Don't bring that up again.

I don't have to listen to you.

Evan doesn't know, does he?

Doesn't know what?

About the time in Dorset. I mean, when you collapsed after that other bee

sting. Oh, why should I have told him? He was on a proving flight to Indonesia

at the time. Why should I have told him? And, of course, you were in the clinic

at the time.

Colin's residence.

Yes. Against you? Yes, against me. Who?

I thought you got over that notion when you married Evan.

Yes, yes, of course. Hold on.

It's the hospital about to captain. He's had an accident with his car.

Yes, I understand.

All right, thank you.

That was one of the nurses. She can't tell us anything. The doctor's going to

bring us back later.

You're still there, Ted?

Look, here's what we do. Simmons takes the Athens flight.

Flannery on standby.

Roger.

Well, looks as though you've got to stay on for a bit as chief pilot. Ah, now

look here. John, who else is there? We've got to have a chief pilot.

Shouldn't be for too long.

Suppose Athens is cracked up for keeps.

Yes, well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

You know what I think?

Maybe this suits you, Tom.

You've been going cold in heaven for chief.

Think so?

Those phone calls.

Funny you should mention that. There was another one this morning.

Well, they should bitch whoever she is.

Whoever she is.

John, do you think Evan's been on top of things lately?

He's had his medical, done his tests. But I mean, how are things with him at

home? Oh, I wouldn't know that.

Striking woman, Albert Collins.

She may be your type.

Mr. Connell.

Uh,

Connell here.

Arrowhead Airlines.

Would you be good enough to give me the latest news on our Captain Collins?

I see.

Yes.

Right, well, I shall be coming down.

Bye.

I'm still unconscious.

It's not good.

Oh, I hate these places.

Well, it is understandable, my dear.

Come on, I'll be with you.

We've come to see Captain Collins. He was admitted about two hours ago after

the motor car smash. Is that all right? Yes, sir. First floor, on the left, and

the doctor's waiting. Thank you.

It's all right. You can go on.

Why aren't you coming?

No, it's better not, the two of us. I'll wait for you down here.

Come on, now. The doctor's waiting, and it's on the first leg.

Excuse me.

If I'm not back before Mrs. Collins comes down, ask her to wait for me,

please. I shan't be long.

Could have been much worse. After all, as I understand it, the car was a

complete wreck.

He's going to be all right, isn't he? In time.

Oh, don't be surprised when you find him with his legs strung up and weights and

pulleys attached.

We've had to apply traction.

Oh, he's not going to be, uh... Incapacitated?

Bless you, no.

He's helpless now, of course.

But he won't be able to fly again.

Men have gone back to flying with far worse injuries than your husbands.

Nurse Leighton.

Yes, Doctor? This is Mrs. Collins.

How do you do? How is he?

Well, he's still in a deep sleep at the moment.

Well, I suppose I can sit with my husband until he wakes. Of course.

He's pretty exhausted, though, after the accident and the reduction of the

fractures, so let him wake in his own time, eh?

Take over, Nurse.

Will you come in now, Mrs. Collins?

Will you sit here, please, Mrs. Collins?

Has he been asleep ever since the operation?

He woke up for a minute or so.

You were here?

Naturally.

Did he say anything?

He asked for you.

But that was over two hours ago. I expect you live a long way from here.

No, not very far.

Well, he knows I don't like hospitals.

Evan, please.

I didn't expect you.

I came back for something.

For the poor patient?

No, for me.

Be careful. Someone's going to see us. Who's going to see? My sister?

She's still at the hospital and she'll have to wait there until I get her.

But it all worked out, haven't you?

Well, I haven't forgotten.

I almost thought you had.

Had you?

If I had, would I be still putting up with her?

How can you, Miss poor Captain Collins?

Oh, don't be a hypocrite.

I shouldn't, you know.

Come on.

You didn't keep your promise.

Well, I wanted to, but I just couldn't raise the money for the trip. She has

all the money.

Yes, for the moment.

Karina, have you ever seen my sister with a key that looks like this?

No, what is it?

You're sure you haven't?

No. Well, that's the key to a safe deposit box.

Before my mother died, she gave it to Alva for me.

Why, to her?

Well, I was away at the time, worst luck.

Wasn't there a will?

Yes, but everything wasn't in the will.

You've heard of death duties?

Yes. Well, Mother was being clever.

There were bonds in two deposit boxes, one for Alva and the other for me.

Only I don't even know the name of the safe deposit company.

She's got you.

Yes, I'm afraid she has for the moment.

You know, once at a party, she showed me that key, dangled it in front of my

eyes, from a safe distance, of course.

I wish I knew where she kept it.

She has got a wall safe in her room.

Has she?

But you'll never get a key out of her.

Perhaps, but there are ways.

If you had the money, you wouldn't care about me.

Wouldn't I?

That's how you humiliate me today.

But what could I have done about it?

I know what I'd like to have done about it.

I want to stay on here for a while.

Because you're broke?

You know why.

You liar.

Joina. Yes?

If you go up to my room, you'll find a surprise.

What? Something rather special.

Where in your room?

You look around.

You'll find it.

Come in here.

Absolutely beautiful.

What's the matter?

Of what she left in the safe.

No crack, dear. No key today.

I think she's a witch.

How are you going to pay for this?

Well, someone's got to pay for it.

Would you like a cup of tea, Mrs. Collins?

Yes, I would.

You don't mind if I leave you for a few minutes then, do you? No, of course not.

Don't worry, I won't waken him.

Evan.

Evan, wake up.

Heaven!

He wouldn't let me speak to you.

Why am I strung up like this?

You had an accident, don't you remember?

Oh, God.

The Athens flight.

You couldn't miss it, could you?

You wouldn't listen to me. The schedule.

Well, I expect they fulfilled the schedule without you.

And you won't be needed much in future.

What?

What do you mean?

Is it that bad?

My dear, just look at you.

Just look at you.

That's all you have to say.

What else can I say when I see you all... Trust up like this. Well, at

least you could say you were glad to see me alive.

Are you?

Oh, Evan, if you'd only listen to me.

In other words, I told you so.

How on earth could you do it?

On purpose to annoy you, Alba.

The accident was all your fault, you know. Who says?

The police say.

Police? They say you've been drinking. I've had them round at the cottage

already. Makes the police think I've been drinking.

You were reeking of drink.

Oh, yes, of course.

Well, you know how that happened.

Oh, yes.

Yes, I expect you had a tipple with Greg before you left.

Oh, I didn't say that.

Greg can soon prove that's not true.

Does it matter what Greg says?

You men always alibi each other.

You know I wouldn't have a drink the day I'm taking a flight out.

And what would Greg say?

Alva, you know you spilt that drink all over me.

So now it was all my fault.

Look, this is serious for me. Anyone can see how serious it is. If there's a

police charge and the question of drink comes into it... So perhaps there'll be

a fine.

And what about my job?

Oh, that. Yes, that.

I wasn't going to tell you this yet, but Shaw's leaving.

I was going to be made chief pilot.

Well, you won't now.

So why worry about it?

Nobody said I was going to be

disabled, did they?

They're not going to tell you that, are they? Just as soon as you wake up.

No.

But you would.

And you don't even know yet.

What do you?

Tell me, Alva.

Tell me.

You just said I don't know.

Please.

Tell me what they said.

You'll be glad if I never flew again.

You can hardly expect me to cry.

I've done everything I could to stop you spending your life as an aerial bus

driver. Pretending.

Pretending you were afraid I'd crash.

Well, you can't be very good at it.

Of course, you were never more than average at anything. Always.

Always undermining my confidence in myself.

Because you have to interfere. You have to dominate.

Because you can't bear anyone connected with you to have the slightest fragment

of independence or separate life.

You really can't hold me responsible for your inferiority complex.

All I've ever tried to do was to save you from your own mediocrity. Oh, please

go away.

What sort of life have you given me?

I've done my best for you, for both of us.

I can't bear any more of this. Well, it's time you had to bear something.

You've always done what you wanted.

I gave up the RAF for you.

It wasn't for me.

You weren't any good at it.

You wouldn't get on with the other wives.

Why should I stay on?

Listening to the whispering.

Jeers. What jeers? The whole station.

When an entity like Claire Palmer's husband got his squadron over you.

I would have had my turn. Oh, yes.

That group captain's wife, endlessly breathing, crowing about her baby. Alba,

don't start that again.

I can't take any more of this. You never could bear to hear the truth, could you?

You'd rather tear off to a bus-driving job... Please, no, wait!

Well, from now on, while you're all wheeling yourself around in an invalid

chair, you'll have time enough to look Fats in the face. What's happening in

here? Oh, he woke up. He would keep talking. Shouldn't be quite so

excitable.

I had a rather unpleasant dream.

You'd better go now. His temperature's right up again.

I don't envy you your patient.

Now, please, Mrs. Collins.

You won't get much thanks, you know.

Oh, goodbye, darling. For now.

We'll have another chat tomorrow.

You won't find him in this ward.

Oh, he's going in with two other patients, a semi-private ward.

I thought he was supposed to have peace and quiet.

Yes.

And he's going to get it.

I'm sorry, nurse.

It's just I feel so boxed in.

Don't worry.

I'll get you something to make you sleep.

Nurse. Shall I ever play again?

Who says you won't?

My wife.

She's very emotional.

She always expects the worst.

Tom! You've been stalling me.

Very much the evil day.

I've stayed on nearly three months now.

I appreciate it. I was down with Evan last evening.

He'll be coming out of the chair next week. Still won't be fit. Fit enough for

the desk work. Our chief pilot's got to fly.

I could move up Edison until Evan is ready.

Who says Evan's going to be ready? He does.

Maybe you know something I don't know. I know there's going to be a police case

over the car accident. Well, there could be a drink charge. There wasn't any

drink. He told me.

Brandy got spilled over him, that's all. Who by?

He didn't say, but can't you wait and see? And you'll stay on?

Out of the question.

If Marion and I went over to you in Sydney, I... Strange how those

phone calls stopped the morning of Evan's accident.

Haven't you forgotten those yet?

She said he'd been living it up.

Thanks.

What were you saying about Alba?

Strange mood.

Look, let's not talk about that.

What have I done to Alba?

Why does she hate me?

Oh, Evan, come on. No, no, no.

I'm sure of it now.

Ever since her first visit here when I was in the private ward.

She had me to herself, then. I couldn't get away.

Yes, I know you told me all about that, but listen... Yeah, I know what you're

going to say.

I was delirious. She was overwrought. I was imagining things.

I'll tell you something else.

Tom Connell was here yesterday. You know, the ops manager from Arrowhead?

He told me something.

Apparently, some time passed, someone's been ringing up his office, knocking my

character to hell.

A woman.

I can't believe it.

You mean she was actually under treatment?

Yes, I went to see her there, I spoke to the doctors.

All these years.

Years! And nobody said a single word.

You at least could have told me. But Evan, it was hardly up to me. I'm her

brother. But you're still her brother, aren't you? I mean, why are you telling

me now?

Well, things are different now. It's the accident and your career in jeopardy.

Would you rather not know?

I don't know.

No, I suppose not.

Here's your nurse.

Well, Evan, at least I've given you the answers.

I've got to go home.

Today.

But you're not due to go home till the day after tomorrow.

I couldn't have.

I've got to go home now.

What's the matter?

It seems that my wife has been ill for a very long time.

But you didn't know.

Nobody said a word.

Well, what can you do by going home earlier?

It's too late now to do anything.

I see.

No, you don't see.

Then why don't you tell me? After all, I am a nurse.

All right, I'll tell you.

It started long before we were married.

She's incurable.

It can only get worse, not better.

What is it?

She's a psychopath.

Hello, Ludo.

Got your battle dress on?

Don't come too close, sir, till I get this straight.

The mistress wants you at the rockery.

I shan't be a moment.

Do you ever get stung?

Sometimes, sir, but not often. The little fellows get to know you. Besides,

I use smoke when I work on the hive. It keeps them quiet.

Yes, one of the masters at school had an apiary. I used to help him with it

sometimes. Greg?

Yes?

Greg, have you found...

Albert, they'll come through. Why not? Why shouldn't I?

Calm down.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Madam, it is nothing. Just bees in the hive.

How dare you keep those things on my property?

Get them out of here.

Do you understand? Get them out. Madam, this is my own little garden.

Without the bees, your apple trees would be... I told you to get them out of

here. And you.

You can get out, too.

Madam, I have worked here, lived in this lodge before you came to the place. I

will not have you here in this lodge another day. Not one more day, do you

understand? Not one more day. Alva, please, take it easy. Oh, he goes, I

tell you. He goes.

Well, I tried to keep you out.

Did you know he was keeping those things here? Did you know? But they're a

hundred yards from the house.

You don't care what happens to me, do you?

You know what the doctor said last time when I nearly died?

Just one more sting, he said. Just one more.

That's what you all want, isn't it?

To get rid of me.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

That's your last chance of getting that key out of me.

That woman, she's out of her mind to drive me, Ludo, out of my home.

She cannot do it. I wouldn't be so sure of that.

The devil is in that woman.

I would like to see those bees all over her.

Well,

look who's here.

Hello.

I thought you weren't coming home until Thursday.

Well, I made it earlier.

Against Dr. Enright's advice.

I could have collected you.

Nurse Leighton was kind enough to come.

Oh, Greg, the taxi. Pay him the return fare. He can take her back.

Thank you, but I'd like to walk back to the village.

Not till you've had some tea.

I'm sure Nurse Leighton has other patients with far more important claims

on her attention.

Rosemary, is your afternoon off?

Oh, in that case, who doesn't keep Rosemary from her friends? Must be.

Actually, I have some shopping to do. I'll run along. Please don't bother. No,

wait.

You'll be back for my therapy exercises.

I expect so.

Look, I'll run Rosemary to the village.

Don't bother. Oh, but please, I insist. Come on.

The old nurse's taken a good deal for her kindness to me.

Well, of course, dear.

Haven't you given her a tip?

It's customary.

I wish you hadn't bothered.

It's no trouble.

I'm sure you didn't want to walk down the drive under my sister's friendly

gaze.

Excuse me.

What's the matter?

Am I spoiling something?

Oh, now, don't be stupid.

Greg, are you going to let your sister throw my uncle out of this lodge? She's

lived in it ever since before the war.

But how can I stop her? She owns this place.

Someone's got to stop her.

She'll be all right when the... when her mood changes.

You said there were ways.

But I can't talk about that now.

Perhaps the situation is more pressing than you think.

But there's no need... Jorina, what are you getting at?

There could be a reason why you have to look after me.

All right, later.

Cottage Hospital.

This is Mrs. Collins.

Collins, my husband came out of your hospital today.

Yes, that's right.

Well, I'd like to speak to Matron, please.

There's something rather important I think she should know.

Are you going to the court?

It's coming up tomorrow, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes, I'll go.

Maybe something I can say.

Can this, the result of this, can it affect him with us?

Well, if I can help it, he's not going to leave us under a cloud.

Let's see, how long has he been out of hospital now?

Oh, over a month.

Seems longer.

Reading your advance notices?

Yeah, it should be a full house. The other case as well.

Now, Ludo's.

What a situation.

I never thought you'd go to this length to get him out.

I didn't touch that garden for a month.

Still, you can't help admiring the old boy hanging on like that.

I wonder what he's living on.

Honey?

I'm going to have another talk with Alva.

For God's sake, you're in the doghouse already taking old Ludo's part. There'll

only be another screaming scene.

It can't be much worse, can it?

Don't be too sure.

What are you doing in here?

Just making to bed.

You're spying.

Spying, madam? On me.

I know what's going on around here.

Who are you snooping for this time, my husband or my brother?

Why can't they do their own dirty work?

All of you plotting against me.

Do you take me for a fool?

Oh, perhaps you'd like me to lose my reason.

Yes, that would suit you, wouldn't it?

Really, madam, I don't understand.

Don't you talk back to me like your precious uncle.

He'll find out tomorrow.

When he goes, you can go too.

I took responsibility for you when he came from Slovakia to join your uncle,

and I can have you deported just as easily. And I'm going to see... Alba!

All right, Joanie, you can go.

Is there to be no end to these dreadful scenes?

Well, whose fault is it?

Nobody's, I suppose.

I used to think you loved me.

We used to be happy, but now... I'll draw the curtains. You can lie

down and rest for a while.

Why?

Why not?

Well, you'd like that, wouldn't you?

Then you can go off to the village to that nurse you've been seeing behind my

back. It's not true, Alva.

The very day you returned from the hospital, you were making arrangements

for her to come back here and give you treatment.

She didn't come.

Well, if you wanted her here, that woman who had you moved to another ward on

purpose to stop me from talking to you.

Do you remember how you did treat me when you got me alone?

Oh, well, I... I was upset. Your accident upset me.

I was on edge in the hospital.

I'm not blaming you.

I shan't be angry.

I won't hold any grudges at all.

If only we could be together as we used to.

Without all these terrible rows.

If only you could forget this silly idea that everyone is against you.

You aren't against me.

I know as I'm not.

You don't want to get rid of me?

Of course not.

Why has that doctor been coming here twice a week since you left the

hospital?

To check on my recovery.

Liar! He's not from the cottage hospital.

You brought him here to spy on me.

He's a psychiatrist, isn't he?

Isn't he?

Greg told you about me, and now you want to have me put away.

I wanted to see if anyone could help you.

You want to have me put away, and then you'll be free to marry her.

That's not true, Alva.

I won't let you.

I'll kill myself first.

No, I won't.

That's what you want, isn't it? That's what you're hoping for.

Greg, too.

He thinks he'll get the money.

Oh, this is hopeless.

She'll never get you, Evan.

And Greg won't get the money. He's not getting money from me to spend it on

that little slut.

I'll settle all of you.

Maybe you first.

you

Hello. Hi.

Oh, you don't know Greg Thomas, do you? My brother-in-law. I'll see you inside.

How goes it, Evan? Oh, it's not too bad.

I hope to be off the stick by next week.

What are you doing here?

Thought I might testify to your unswerving sobriety.

That's good of you.

Any more phone calls?

No. I hope she's not a witness.

I don't suppose she'll show her hand?

I doubt it.

Of course, he's had a lot on his mind, you know.

This court case.

Things at home.

Here he is.

Evan!

Rosemary.

I wondered if you'd come.

I had to.

I thought you didn't want to see me again.

You know I've been trying to phone you. You wouldn't speak to me.

What would have been the use?

Even now we're risking a prideful scene.

If your wife comes... Alva left me last night.

Left you?

Yes.

I think she's staying at Gatwick Manor.

Was there some kind of a showdown?

Well, you might call it that.

I just miss being shot.

Evan!

Look, do you know the coffee bar by the traffic lights?

I'll see you there afterwards.

All right?

Perhaps we could save a little time by proceeding with the case against Evan

Collins. I appear for Captain Collins.

Is your client here Mr. Tompkins? Yes, Your Worship. Very well then.

Superintendent.

And so I've been instructed, with the court's permission, to withdraw the

charge relating to the allegation of drunkenness and to proceed upon the

other counts. If that is the case, Superintendent, it seems a pity that the

charge should ever have been brought.

There has been, as you know, some publicity in relation to this case.

Yes, I am aware of that, Your Worship.

In all fairness to the police, as well as to my client, may I say that just

before the accident, some brandy had been spilled accidentally on the

defendant's clothing.

Also, it was not possible to carry out drunkenness tests because of the very

serious injuries to my client at the time. And your client had not been

drinking? Positively, no, sir.

Indeed, the nature of Captain Collins' employment as an airline pilot obliged

him to touch no alcohol in any form during a period of eight hours before

flying. Are you going to believe that story?

Isn't it perfectly obvious that the whole thing has been fixed? Who is this

woman? Of course my husband had been drinking. He'd been drinking with my

brother for at least half an hour before he left the house. I told the

superintendent. It was no use trying to shut me up. Don't you want to hear the

truth? Let me get into the witness box. I will not tolerate interruptions of

this kind.

I must apologize to my wife. She is emotionally overwrought. I see.

But if she wishes to avoid committal for contempt... Perhaps if we could leave

this to me, sir.

I'm the brother she just referred to.

If I thought there were any substance in the allegations that have just been

made... I'm prepared to give evidence on this point, sir. In support of what the

lady has just stated?

No, sir.

I'm prepared to testify under oath that Captain Collins on that day positively

refused to take a drink. You traitor!

You're on his side! You're all on his side! You're against me! All of you

against me!

Could you bring me a black coffee, please?

Oh,

that's

over. I'm glad.

Careless driving.

Fine, and my license indoors.

That boy's very sympathetic.

Well, it was dreadful for you.

That awful scene.

Yeah.

At least it proved one thing.

Connell recognized her voice.

Alva's the woman who's been ringing up the airline for the past few months.

She telephoned the hospital, too.

But you?

That's why they sent someone else for my treatment.

Oh, God.

You can't blame her, you know.

She's not responsible.

Yes, I know I should feel sorry for her.

And I did until... Until a few days ago.

Shit.

It's as if she was possessed.

I'm nearly out of my own mind, thinking, thinking.

That's the reason I had that accident, worrying about her.

It's been going on for years, steadily getting worse.

And I... It's as if she was trying to drive a wedge between me and everything

and everybody I value.

Poor Evan.

I heard her drive off last night. It was as if a black cloud had been lifted from

the house.

I'd have guessed she'd turn up in court.

Well, you know she's got an application to evict Ludo, the gardener. Why?

Well, apparently she objects to him keeping bees.

That's absurd.

Yes, I suppose it is.

Unless... Rosemary, can a bee sting be fatal?

Why, do you... Yes.

In certain advanced cases of allergy.

Particularly if an earlier sting has caused serious reactions.

That's true, then.

Greg only told me the other day.

Apparently Alva was very ill from a bee sting when I was away on a proving

flight some years ago.

Well, that seems to follow the pattern.

The next sting might be fatal.

What was it you said about last night?

That you just missed getting shot?

Oh, uh, Alva and I were having one of our usual rows.

It wasn't till afterwards I found that she had a revolver hidden.

Evan, do you realize the danger you're in? If she's a psychopath, she wouldn't

have the slightest moral qualm.

There's no question of if, Rosemary.

What are you going to do, then?

What can I do?

So it seems... there's no way out.

Tomorrow I will go.

But she has gone. She left.

The captain will never make you go.

This place is not his.

But the court has postponed the hearing.

Next time maybe they'll dismiss the case.

That woman has brought me, Ludo, into court. In my whole life I have never

been to court before.

Damn her.

You know, today, a strange thing.

My bees, they swarm.

You see? They are gone.

I'd like to speak to Nurse Leighton, please.

Oh, Nurse Leighton.

Poor boy.

Nurse Leighton speaking.

You were there today.

Who is this?

Mrs. Collins, I can't speak to you. You think you're going to get rid of me, and

you think you're going to get my husband, but you'll never get him.

Never, never, never!

Colin's residence.

You're still there.

Yes, the master asked me to stay.

I don't think I won't get you out, even though I'm not there. You and your

uncle.

Now, don't get too cozy, will you?

Here, give it to me.

Alva, this is Greg.

I thought you wouldn't be far from your little playmate.

Alva, listen to me.

You're in need of help.

From you?

Like today in court?

Can't you understand? I'm the only one you can count on now.

Still trying, aren't you?

No use trying me with that one.

You've done the wrong thing, you know, leaving Evan.

You're on the wrong foot now. You've given Evan all the cards.

Where is he? Put him on.

No, wait a minute. Listen to me.

Maybe it's you who's done the wrong thing, dear brother, when you sided

against me today.

But that was in your own interests.

You'd still like that key, wouldn't you?

Yes, I would.

Well, I haven't got it anymore.

What?

You bring your swimsuit?

I threw the key in the river on my way back from court.

Now you have to wait for her to die.

Can't you make a lot?

No, not anymore.

I know about your phone calls to Tom Connell.

I suppose you think my leaving you is going to make it easier for you to get

rid of me.

Well, there's no point in talking.

Well, in case you feel too happy about it, I left you because I had to.

To save myself from your brutality and ill-treatment.

You've forgotten about the revolver.

That was for my protection against you.

That's what you're going to say, is it?

Oh, you've blackened my character enough already.

Well, just you wait until I start on your rose prayer. I've talked to her on

the phone already. But when I go to my solicitors tomorrow... Alva, listen to

me. If you attempt to get anywhere near that girl, if you make any move...

Oh, God, why do I do these things?

What's the matter with me?

Everyone here had some reason for wishing Mrs. Alva Collins were out of

the way.

Not a very pretty sight. A room swarming with bees and a dead woman lying in the

middle. Was it swarming with bees?

What would you call it, sir?

There were quite a few bees flying about.

By the morning, the bulk of them had swarmed around the queen and were

hanging like a football from the corner of the wardrobe.

Then that was how they got there.

As they swarmed.

Do bees swarm at night, sir?

On that day, Ludo, the bees from one of your hives disappeared.

They swamped.

It happens.

Curious they should have gone directly to the bedroom of a woman who was going

to dispossess you for keeping them.

The superintendent implies that the bees were taken there in a skep.

Oh?

You know all the beekeeping terms then, Miss Layton.

Did you find the skep?

No, miss.

If they were taken there in a skep, it was emptied through the window and taken

away again.

So, the plain fact of the matter is that you've no evidence against anyone.

Oh, well, now, I wouldn't say that, sir. I have your late sister's diary.

My wife was insane.

It can be proved.

Well, what are we messing about for? This is your big moment.

Everyone's here and everyone had a motive.

So, come on, Superintendent, let's have it. Let's have your solution.

Arrest the butler and then we can all relax.

I don't doubt that somebody introduced the bees into the dead woman's chalet.

And that somebody planned her death.

Either alone or possibly with an accomplice.

You can't prove that.

Oh, it's not a matter of urgency, sir.

I can afford to wait.

Because, you see, bee stings were not the cause of death.

Death was caused by an overdose of a sedative drug.

Mrs. Collins was dead, or on the point of death, when the bees descended on

her.

There was a suicide note in her diary.

Oh, yes, she was stung all right, scores of times.

But it was the drug that killed her.

Let her speak for herself.

Oh, God, why do I do these things? What's the matter with me?

I don't want them to hate me. I only want to be loved.

But somehow I always seem to do the wrong things, say the wrong things.

Even now, when I'm making one last try to give them what they want, wouldn't it

be just like me if even when I'm dead, I come between them and their hopes?

I want them to remember me.

And so they shall.

Can they be happy now, remembering this?

We shall see.

We shall all see.

Rosemary, we didn't kill her.

We wished it.