All language subtitles for Midsomer Murders - S22E02 - The Stitcher Society_1

Stop! Please, the...

Please, stop. This is crazy.

Say it! You killed my sister!

No! I am innocent.

The truth, Toby. That's all we want.

Harry!
Say it, Toby. "I killed Viola."

No! Georgie, you...
you have to believe me.

Say it!
Mimi...

We've been married for years.

You... You KNOW
that I'd never hurt anyone.

Tell them, please.

If he won't confess,
just set the dogs on him.

Turn them loose!
No! No, no!

Ooh!

Paddy, what's got into you?

Well, I think he can smell your lunch.

Mm?

Here.

Oh!

Oh, that's, er... very green.

I hope you got his number plate.

Men! Men!

Men! Men!

Men! Men!
Good morning.

Morning.

Cooper.
Harry.

Have you been smoking?
Yes.

Smoking as in smoking hot.

Men! Men!

Men! Men!

Men! Men!

Won't you ever listen?

When you've been given
a second chance... you take it.

And then it takes you! Oh...

Yeah.

Oh... Your scar
is knitting together nicely.

Yeah, it is, isn't it?
- Men! Men!

Men! Men! Men! Men!

Oh! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa, back off, Mimi!

What's the matter, Rueben?
Can't take a little extra thrust?

Oh, Uncle...
Can you check this over?

It's the insurance policy
for our new member.

New member? Ha...
Is it a she, and is she gorgeous?

No-one told me about a new member.

Everyone, I'd like to introduce
our latest recruit.

Get him out of here!
What on earth were you thinking?!

All right, everyone, just calm down.
Calm down?!

I'll kill him!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's no need for this, not any more.

Rueben!
Just put the stick down, Georgie.

I know this is hard,
but we'll talk later, OK? I promise.

Toby is not what you think he is.

Alberta, please... Of all
the things you could do to me!

I tried to warn him.

And you still went along with it.

Seriously? Don't bother
answering that question.

You're no longer managing the club.
I'm sacking you.

Wait, you can't do that!
I've got ideas, plans.

That's exactly why I'm sacking you.

I need somebody I can trust!

Mother!

Of course, yes, dear.

OK.

Yeah.

OK. I'll see you soon. Yeah.

Argh! Oh!

Argh!

Argh!

Fleur?

Judging from the rigor mortis,
he's been here all night.

Do we know who he is yet?

Rueben Tooms, 68 years young.

What's that?
A shinai stick.

With modifications.

They use it in kendo.

I once shacked up with a local champion.

When in Japan...

Sadly, Big Brother wasn't watching.

They also found this mobile phone.

I'll get onto the service provider,
see what it throws up.

Also find out
who practices kendo around here.

I'll go and speak
to the victim's relatives.

Arigato. Ogenki de.

Agh!

I'd had an early night.

I didn't realise Rueben hadn't come back.

Not even when you woke up this morning?

Rueben has...

..had... insomnia
since his operation.

He didn't want to keep disturbing me,

so he moved into a spare room.

Oh, God, has Gideon been told?

Gideon?
Our son.

Sorry, sir, you can't...
Alberta, I've just heard.

And you are?

Harry Marx. Solicitor.

I am not going to allow you
to go through this on your own.

Save it, Harry.

We both know you need the work.

Mrs Tooms, do you know if your husband

had made any enemies recently,

perhaps upset someone,
had an argument with them?

I nursed Rueben back to health
after his heart bypass.

Day and night, I prayed for him.

I did everything I could, and now,
someone... does this to him.

Why are you still here?

Problem, sir?
It can wait.

For now.
I've got a lead on the kendo.

Apparently, it might belong to
a club called The Stitcher Society.

They meet here on the estate
in a lodge owned by the victim.

There's definitely one missing.

I'm sorry to have to do this now,
Mr Tooms.

Of course.
I want to help in any way I can.

Who has keys to this building?

Doesn't matter. It's never locked.

So you're a...
martial arts club, then, are you?

Er, kendo is just a small part
of our rehab programme.

Rehab?
The Stitcher Society.

Er, it was my father's idea.
He felt there was a shortfall

in post-operative care
for heart patients.

And that care involves bashing each
other with bits of wood, does it?

Yeah, well, we also arrange lectures,

counselling, health and fitness,

and, more importantly, new challenges.

Anything that'll ignite
a passion for life again.

The trauma of an operation
can leave a heart patient

very depressed and...

..erm, pretty lost afterwards...

I... I'm sorry, I...
I can't take this in.

My... My father
was standing right where you are.

Yeah, Mr Tooms, do you know if your
father had upset anyone recently?

Not recently, no.
Miss Marx?

Well, er... there was
a bit of a flare-up yesterday.

Yeah, sorry,
I'm n... not thinking straight.

My father stepped in to defend
our newest member, Toby Wagner.

Defend him from who?

The club members. They were furious.

I think we'd better have
a list of their names.

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God...

You need to stay calm
while we think this through.

How can I? Rueben was my only ally.

And we can use that by making sure

that everyone knows
that he was on your side.

Of the ten worst ideas I ever had,

moving back to Tamworth Springs
rockets in at number one. Cheers.

Toby, please. It'll be OK.

You weren't there yesterday.

I don't think anyone
is ready to forgive him.

Forgive me for what?
I haven't done anything!

Is that right?

Only, the minute you turn up,
another person dies.

Large Scotch, please, Julia.
In memory of Rueben.

Just pour it, Julia.

You'll be glad of the business once
word gets out your brother's back.

And you can forget about
joining the club...

now that Rueben is no longer here
to stick up for you.

Cooper Steinem?

Try again. The clue's in the accent.

Mimi Dagmar?
- Ha! Hilarious

Huh...

In that case, you must be their
employee and lodger, Mack McInally.

Bingo.

Can you tell me about the flare-up
at the club yesterday?

It was a bit more than a flare-up.

Wee Georgie,
she threatened to muller Georgie.

Georgie Tremayne?

Toby was lucky Rueben stepped in.
Could've been a bloodbath.

Well, how was it resolved?

Well, who says it was?

Rueben asked Georgie to meet him.
Now he's dead.

Makes you think, eh?

I just saw red.
I wasn't really gonna hit Toby.

We're not here about that, Miss Tremayne.

We're here about Rueben Tooms.

We heard that you were planning
to meet with him last night.

Sometime between the kendo class
and when he was murdered.

I did meet him.

But I definitely
wasn't the last person he saw.

And you know this because...?

Well, that would have been
his killer, obviously.

And what did you and Rueben talk about?

Oh... He wanted
to put my mind at ease

about Toby Wagner joining the club,

which he did, and then
I came straight home afterwards.

Tell me, what did Toby do

to make himself so unpopular
in the first place?

I run the local paper.

"Toby Wagner arrested
in connection with brutal murder"?

You didn't hold back
in naming and shaming him, then?

That's Viola. Alberta Tooms' sister.

Murdered in cold blood
for absolutely no reason.

And all the evidence
pointed towards Toby.

It says here the case was thrown
out of court and Toby walked free?

Harry Marx screwed up in court.

The defence destroyed
his credibility as a key witness,

and the rest of the case
disintegrated, and I was... furious.

And yet you publicly hounded
Toby regardless?

I couldn't bear see him strolling
around the village. No-one could.

It didn't take much
to whip them into a frenzy...

until he had no choice but to leave.

And now...

..according to Rueben...

..I've been wrong all this time.

And Rueben had definite proof of this?

He said another witness had been found,

putting Toby elsewhere
at the time of Viola's murder.

I don't know how,
and I don't know when, but...

he assured me
he was going to tell everyone.

Hm. I know that woman.

That's Toby's ex. Mimi Dagmar.

Or Wagner, as she was then.

Actually...
Miss Tremayne?

It's probably nothing.

But she's been pretty angry
at Rueben lately.

To be honest, she looked like
she was gonna kill him yesterday.

Send for the case file on Toby Wagner.

I'd like to know how he walked free
in spite of the evidence.

And, erm, dig into Georgie Tremayne.

Let's see what sort of a history
she had with Rueben Tooms.

What about Alberta Tooms, sir?

Rueben did step in
to defend her sister's killer.

She might not be too happy about that.

Alleged killer,
but good thinking, Winter.

You know how I know it's good thinking?

Because I was thinking the same.

Mrs Dagmar?

Oh, wait, don't tell me -
it's Mr Barnaby, isn't it?

Oh! What a lovely surprise!

Are you and Sally
still in that house I sold you?

Indeed we are, and it's, erm, Sarah.

Anyway, erm, I'm here to ask you about...

Still shackled together, then?

Erm, Mrs Dagmar, I'm here
on official police business.

Oh! In that case, I'm... all ears,
all eyes and all the rest of me.

Hm. Tell me about, erm,
Rueben Tooms.

Only, a witness told us that
you looked like

you wanted to kill him
during your kendo class.

Well, isn't that the whole point?
To kill one's opponent?

I mean, not literally, of course.

Are you denying there was enmity
between you and Rueben?

Cards on the table - his wife, Alberta,

has been a very good fried to me
through all my ups and downs, and...

I had the overwhelming sense
that he was...

playing away, so I was just
a teensy little bit angry with him,

but only on behalf of Alberta.

Could the other woman
be Georgie Tremayne?

We know that she met with Rueben
last night.

They did meet, then.

She's so...
lost and vague these days.

I mean, come on, have you met her?

She's all... smocks and sandals.

Hardly going to catch anyone's eye.

Did you know that Toby Wagner,
your ex-husband,

was coming back to the village?

He wouldn't be here if I had.

You still believe that
he killed Viola Deepdale, then?

I married a wrong'un, Mr Barnaby.

I just didn't realise it
until it was too late.

Now, please do remember me
to, er, Sandra.

Now, this is the beating heart
of The Stitcher Society.

It's where the idea was born, Jocasta.

And you think there could be one
of these in every town and village?

Easily. A surgeon
might mend people physically,

but it's what happens afterwards,

that's where the healing really begins.

It all sounds... well and good,

but are there honestly
that many heart patients?

Definitely, if Tamworth Springs
is anything to go by.

Trust me.
Coronary disease is a gold mine.

I mean, we've had a revolving door
of members for several years now.

All I need are the funds
to get as many Stitcher Societies

up and running as possible.

Premises, private nurses, money
for confidence-building activities.

People will pay a fortune for that.

There's no lonelier person in the world

than a patient with fears
no-one else understands.

Mm... Well, as I said,
I like it in principle,

but I would need to see first-hand
how it works.

Absolutely. Let's... Let's get you
down to our next class or outing.

Meet a few members.
I can arrange that.

Oh... Text me a date and time,
and I'll pop along.

Thanks for the tour. It was lovely
to meet you, Mrs Tooms.

I'm... I'm sorry.
I know how hard that must have been.

I see you've reinstated yourself.

Mother, all you need to know is,
I'm gonna make a great job of this.

Only after you apologise for Toby.

I couldn't be more sorry.

Really and truly,
but father insisted he was innocent,

said we'd all find out soon enough,
and I...

What?

I suppose I thought
the more people in the club,

the more impressed Jocasta would be.

If you weren't my son, you'd disgust me.

I'll get rid of Toby. I will.
You can consider him gone.

And Georgie?
What about her?

If your father changed her mind
about Toby,

we'll never hear the end of it.

She could turn everyone else.

Fair enough. She's gone, too.

But if I do that,
where does that leave me and you?

Are we gonna be all right?

We'll be just fine.

Like always.

Can't blame them.
People are in shock over Rueben.

Probably not up to a pub quiz.

Get wise. We've been blacklisted.

It was insanity, bringing Toby back here.

Dear me.

Oh, chin up, Julia!

I'm here to offer you
a little bowl of hopefulness.

Only, I may have a buyer for your...
delightful pub.

You are outrageous. Just get out!

Ooh, pub quiz!

Question one, economics.

A man owns a pub
and can make a small profit

if he sells immediately.

Now, does he, A, say no,
because his wife tells him to,

B, stall and lose the buyer,

or C, does he save himself from
a second stress-related heart attack

after his business
goes into receivership?

As soon as people accept
that Toby is innocent...

..they'll be back here
drinking again.

My brother is not and never was a killer.

You know the truth of all this, Cooper?

It's only going to get worse
from here on in.

Yeah, I don't blame you, mate.

Mm... Starters? What's the occasion?

It's mains, darling.

Betty's class are having
a health awareness week,

and we've decided to support her.

I don't remember agreeing to that.

Well, that happened when you said "I do"?

Oh.

Are you happy
that we moved to this house?

Well, yes, of course.
Why do you ask?

No reason.

'The truth, Toby,
that's all we want!'

'Say it!'
ALBERTA: 'You killed my sister!'

'No!'
'Say it!'

'Turn them loose!'

Can you tell me where you were

on the night Rueben Tooms was murdered?

I thought you were here
about the message on the wall?

Oh... I am.

So, where were you, Mr Wagner?

It's a quaint village, don't you think?

Mm.
You look out...

..probably wouldn't want
to live anywhere else.

Lock the door. Lock the door!

What's happened?
They tried to kill me!

Who did? What are you talking about?

Mimi, Harry, Georgie.

You've got to get me out of here
right now.

Toby, just slow down.

No, no, no, there's no time!
They could come here.

They might even hurt you.

I'm gonna...
I'm gonna need your car keys.

As soon as I'm far enough away,

I'll call and let you know
where I left...

No, you can't run. You're innocent.
The court set you free!

But I'm not, am I? Not to them.

How long will you be gone?
Er...

No. I'm gonna call the police.
Th... They'll protect you.

I hate it, too, but...

this is the best option,
for both our sakes.

I love you, sis...

..but you can't protect me.

Keys.
Oh!

I was a free man.

Exonerated.

But that mob,
thanks to Georgie's newspaper,

they decided I was guilty regardless.

You didn't report the "mob"?

Georgie made sure that I was hated
by the entire village.

No-one would have backed me up.

Yet you're back here now?

Rueben came to visit me
after my heart attack.

He said he had proof of my innocence

and that he was gonna make things right.

I... I couldn't believe it,
but he was adamant.

Said that... he hopes that I'd be
able to forgive him and the others,

so... I pitched up, and...

and nothing changed.

He hadn't even told them
that I was coming.

It was like walking into a lion's den.

Have you arrested anyone yet?
Someone broke into our apartment.

It's Mrs Steinem, isn't it?

Can you account
for your brother's whereabouts

on the night Rueben was killed?

What are you talking about?
He... He wouldn't attack Rueben.

Why would he?
All the same, Mrs Steinman.

Well, he was here.

All night?
Yes. I was with him.

Well, rest assured, we'll, er...
look into the break-in.

Thank you.

Make sure you stick to our story.
You were here all night.

I'm sorry. For a moment,
I thought you said "zipper".

I did.

It's how surgeons describe
the heart bypass scar.

Looks like a zip.
What they do is...

break open the sternum
and then slice all the way down

to a few inches above the belly button.

If you're ever having a Sunday roast,

make sure you invite a surgeon.

They do a cracking job on your chicken.

Who would know he had that scar?

His surgeon, obviously. Nurse.

Or a member of The Stitcher Society.

I want everything you can find
on Rueben Tooms,

including whatever evidence he had
that proved Toby Wagner's innocence.

I'll start with his wife.

How's your eyesight, Mr Marx?

Why? Are you moonlighting
as an optician now?

You almost ran over dog.

What dog?

I think you've got the wrong man,
Chief Inspector.

Hope you don't make a habit
of doing that.

Sorry, just a couple of things,
Mrs Tooms.

How did you feel about Toby Wagner
joining The Stitcher Society?

Honestly? Volcanic.

And when you and your husband
returned home after the kendo class?

I was still volcanic.
I'm not going to hide that.

I was furious with him.

But please be aware that,
when you're married to someone

with a damaged heart, you tend
not to yell at them or upset them.

You're scared stiff
it might bring on another attack.

So whatever anger or rage
I was feeling, it never surfaced.

I merely went to my room.

Hm. Your husband told Georgie that
he had proof of Toby's innocence.

Interestingly, he didn't tell you that.

We didn't talk
for the rest of the evening.

One more thing, Mrs Tooms.

Were you alone the night
your husband was murdered?

Yes.

Yes, I was, but I didn't leave the house.

And for what it's worth,
I loved my husband very much.

He may have done
a very silly, stupid thing,

but it was nothing
that 40 years of a very solid,

very loving marriage wouldn't fix.

Training alone?

Mimi had to take a quick call
from one of her clients.

I am really sorry
about your father, Gideon.

Erm... thank you.

But listen, your subs are overdue,
for this month and last.

I apologise. It's just a cash flow
thing. It'll sort itself out.

I'm sorry to do this, Georgie,
but you're out of the club.

You can't do that.
I'd be lost without it.

I hear you... I do, but it's...

it's not really fair
on the others, is it?

You are not throwing me out, Gideon.

I think I just have.

I am running things now, after all.

Then perhaps I'd better tell the police

your father and I didn't
just talk about Toby when we met.

Rueben was really angry.

He said he'd sacked you,

and the next thing I know, he's dead.

Anyone else hear him say that?

Close the door on your way out.

Right. That's it.

All done.
So, how am I? Still breathing?

Still here?

Er, yes, you are, but...

Don't give me a "but".
Anything but a "but".

I got your echocardiogram results.

I'm sorry, Georgie,
but they've found an anomaly.

Oh, God...

Your surgeon is recommending
a second operation.

I can't face another op, Erika.

But it's not gonna be anything
you haven't experienced before.

And the club will rally round to you.

I doubt that.

I can't pay the fees,
so Gideon kicked me out.

What?

He's supposed to be carrying on
Rueben's legacy.

Even after Rueben fired him?

I didn't know he had.

Rueben told me the night he died.

Apparently...
it didn't go down too well.

You should start
looking after your own heart.

Oh, mine's fine.

I mean in regard... to Gideon.

Stop. We're very happy.

Thank you.

OK. I'll see you later.

All right. Thank you.
Yeah.

'Hello?'

Hello, Harry?
'Yes?'

I need to come and see you.

As soon as possible, please.

OK, thank you.

Thank you, sir.

So, SOCO found this in the pages
of a book in Rueben's bedroom.

It's, er... It's an agreement
with a letting agency.

He was due to move into
a new flat next month.

'Anyone else's name on the lease?'
'Just Rueben's.'

'Who was handling
the letting agreement?'

'That'd be Dagmar & Deepdale.'
'Mimi's agency.'

'Indeed it is, sir.'

You just can't stay away.

Susan'll be wondering
what you're really up to.

It's Sarah.

So, this is how you knew
about Rueben's affair.

My bad. Should have said.

Only, he swore me to secrecy.

Even though Alberta
is one of your best friends?

Don't you think I told him that?
Yet still you helped him.

Well... what can I say?
He was... emotional.

And...

..I have a big heart.

Please.

Ooh!

Sorry. I wondered
where that had got to.

Do you know, you are sitting precisely...

five feet and eight inches from me?

Make that...

four feet... and nine inches.

You mentioned that Rueben was emotional.

He was... very upset.

He said that the murder of Viola
had changed Alberta irrevocably,

she couldn't get over it
and it was dominating their lives.

And, sadly...

very sadly...

40 years of happiness just...
slipped slowly away.

Who was Rueben moving in with?

Oh... He refused to tell me.

Was it you, Mimi?

Are you the other woman?

Would you like me to be?

Now, I feel a bit feel weird.
Hands in, out?

No, out.

Hang on.
What? Really?

Yeah.
Ah...

And stop with the pouting.
Pouting's what they all do.

Oh...

Well...

Let's hope there's a fish fancier
out there, eh?

It's all right. It's good.

Well, I didn't come here
to save your love life.

Came here to save my...

Just between you and I...

..how can I sell the pub
without Julia finding out?

You're not serious?
As a heart attack.

I thought Julia was your "everything"?

She is. Well, she won't be
for much longer. Hm?

Well, can you help me or not?

Mimi's found a buyer,
and they're in a hurry.

You're using Mimi's estate agency?

I mean, could you make it any worse?

Julia loathes her,
and Mimi was there that night,

threatening to feed Toby to the dogs.

Yes, and that's why
we're doing it on the sly.

And now Toby's back, things
are going to go to the wall, Harry.

Well, get rid of Toby.

Don't you think
I haven't thought of that already?

Well, think harder.

It's all about re-educating your palate.

Do you remember the woman
that sold this house to us?

Well, as if you don't!

She was practically
moving herself in with you.

Gigi something.
Mimi.

OK, so, first,
you ask if I like this house,

and then Mimi crops up.

What's going on?

Well, she's part of this case
that I'm working on.

Oh.

Well, all the more reason
for you to focus

on your, er... healthy eating.

Eat your celery.

'The Barber Of Seville -
Overture' by Gioachino Rossini

Well, that's the last time I go to a gym.

You go to the gym?

We need to find out who knew
Georgie was here last night.

There's a rota inside, sir.
Save your quads.

Everyone trains
with at least one partner.

But, according to the rota,
Georgie was here on her own.

I should be on double bubble for this.

I just heard. I can't believe it.

Tell me, Erika,
who writes up the fitness rota?

I do. Why?

Georgie was training on her last night.

I was under the impression
that the club was created

to teach heart attack victims...

They're survivors.
We don't... We don't use the V word.

..that there is support for them
at all times.

I know how it looks.

But Gideon had thrown Georgie
out of the club,

so I thought I'd make a stand
and show him

that she was still very much
a part of things.

It was the last available slot.

What did Gideon have against Georgie?

She couldn't pay her subs.

So much for helping people.

Yeah, well,
he shouldn't even be in charge.

Georgie told me that Rueben sacked
Gideon just before he was killed.

They're gonna come here, and
they're gonna blame me for Georgie.

No-one's gonna do that.

Aren't they?
She publicly hounded him!

Made his life hell.

Who else are they gonna think killed her?

Well, he's innocent, and there's proof.

We just need to find it.

That's the problem, Julia.

No-one's ever truly innocent, are they?

What does that mean?

It's a good question.
I'm not sure I know any more.

Cooper?!

Mack... I'm really sorry,
but we're gonna have to let you go.

Why? Er... Wh-What have I done?

Oh, it's nothing personal.
It's just...

..Mimi has found a buyer,
and they want a quick sale.

Oh, well... Well, I guess
there's no arguing with that, then.

There is one tiny little hitch, though.

I haven't told Julia yet.

Cooper, she'll brain you!
I could live with that.

Pfft, assuming you get the chance to.

Yeah, I'm still waiting
on the results from the paint test.

Yeah, if you could. Thank you.

Anything back on Toby Wagner's trial?

Nothing new yet, sir.

I was thinking,
what if Toby was a killer then

and is still a killer now,

and he came back to settle a score
with the people that hounded him?

Trouble is, Georgie and Rueben
were seemingly on his side.

They wanted him back in the village.

Well, it's something
that the victims have in common.

Is that all they have in common?

Rueben stood in the way of his son
Gideon's plans for expansion,

but where does Georgie fit into that?

Well, we know that Rueben
had a secret lover,

and Alberta told me
that he made a silly mistake,

which I just assumed she meant
letting Toby back into the club,

but maybe Mimi isn't the only one

that thinks Rueben's having an affair.

This is deeply unfair of you, Mr Barnaby,

to march in here and to accuse
my husband of infidelity.

Rueben had a rental agreement.

Absolute nonsense!

You claimed yours was a loving marriage.

That wasn't a claim!

All the same... we believe
that Rueben had met someone else.

Look, I admit,
we had a few bumps in the road,

especially after Viola was murdered,

but not enough to warrant
his running off with someone else.

Was Georgie Tremayne
the other woman? Georgie?!

Dear Lord.

You already knew that Rueben
was going to meet her

on the night he was killed.

Georgie and Viola were lovers, Detective.

So there is very little chance
that she and my husband

were having an affair.

I'd like you both to leave, please.

Ah... here she is. Erika Marx.
Medicine woman.

Hey... how are you doing?
How do you think?

Ask a stupid question...

I liked Georgie.

Do you wanna talk about it?

I'm just... here to get drunk.

Well, that's also my kind of talk.

You still haven't let me
give you a proper health check.

Ach... You know
what my answer's gonna be.

And I don't want anyone else dying
because I didn't do my job properly.

Aye. You look like
you need a friend.

That's a bit quick, isn't it?

I bet the heating's
not even been turned off yet.

Mrs Dagmar.

Mr Barnaby.

You're handling the sale
of Georgie's cottage?

That's somewhat swift.
She only died last night.

Are you thinking of making an offer?

What would this go for?
Oh, let me see.

Oozes charm and character.

Deceptive frontage, yet dynamic interior.

Worth a small fortune, I'd say.

Sounds like there's a windfall
coming your way.

Tell me, Mr Barnaby...

why is my ex-husband
still walking around?

It's just two people have died
since he came back,

and yet here you are,
asking me about house prices.

If you'd like to do some good,

perhaps a little police protection
wouldn't go amiss.

That man's going to end up
running someone over.

Want me to have a word, sir?

Confiscate his licence
while you're at it.

Mr Marx!

Have you got a minute, Mr Marx?

Where did you say you live?
Oh, just up the hill.

Look, you could just give me
my keys back, you know.

Oh, that would be
a dereliction of duty, Mr Marx.

Dangerous driving.
You could do time for that.

Sounds tempting.

Probably have more friends.

You don't fancy a pint, do you?

In you come.

What's this? Are you leaving?

Cooper can't afford to keep me on.

I thought I'd shoot a few
clay pigeons and then be on my way.

Have a seat.

Yeah, it's clean.
Oh.

Slainte.

Cheers.

Well, you'd better strip off now then.

In the name of medicine.

An MOT before you check out.
It's Stitcher Society rules.

I've got to make sure you're
not falling apart at the seams.

Literally.
I have a sewing machine for that.

Can I trust you, Mack?

Course. Why?

What is it?

Rueben and Georgie are dead...

..and all Gideon can think about
is building an empire.

I've seen him cry.
I've seen him look upset,

but the truth is...

..I don't believe any of it.

It's all an act, Mack.

And it scares me.

Wait...

You think Gideon killed both of them?

Mother got inspired.

My father used to take us up to
Scotland for the Glorious Twelfth.

Admittedly, this is slightly different,

but it'll still get the blood pumping.

Next week, we'll have them fire walking.

Well, this is rather more ambitious
than I imagined.

In a good way?
In a very good way.

I want to have a go myself.

And you won't be alone in that.

Oh...

Oh, sorry. I need to be somewhere.

But, look,
I am going to push hard on this.

Though I'd have to insist on a makeover.

"The Stitcher Society"

sounds like it's about old ladies
embroidering hankies.

So, how about...
Blood Pumpers Limited?

Be... Because that's
what I'm feeling here.

Well, have a think, OK?
Hm, get the blood pumping.

See you in a bit.

It's happening, Mother.
It's really happening.

"Blood Pumpers"?

Your father would have hated that.

Another club event?

Got to keep the tickers ticking.

Even though two of your members
have died?

It's not down to me,
Chief Inspector, it really isn't.

I'd soon as cancel everything,
but my investor insisted on

seeing the club in action.
Your investor?

It was my father's dream.

To reach out to
as many damaged hearts as possible.

Start again.
Sorry?

I know your father sacked you

and that you now
stand to benefit from his death.

Why did he sack you, Gideon?

He found out I was trying to sell
the format of The Stitcher Society.

I'd found an investor. She...
She'd shown a lot of interest.

And Georgie Tremayne?

You threw her out of your club,
so what had she done to upset you?

I didn't kill her.

If anything, I was gonna reinstate her.

I mean, think about it.
The more members there are,

the more the club
looks like a viable proposition.

You won't believe this, sir,
but Harry Marx just told me

that Georgie went to him yesterday
and changed her will.

He didn't think to come to us as
soon as he knew she'd been murdered?

He's stoned 24-7. I'm surprised
he even remembered this.

Well, who's the beneficiary?

It's the newest member of the club.
One Toby Wagner.

Mr Wagner?

I don't know what to say.

You weren't aware that Georgie
had made you her sole beneficiary?

No, I swear.
He didn't know about the will.

How... How could he?

Harry is hardly going to call Toby.

I know that you and Harry Marx
are good friends, Mr Steinem.

Yeah, but it doesn't mean
that he opens his filing cabinet

and invites me to have a rummage.

Hm. Let's hope not.

Jules... I swear
I never knew about this.

Well, I guess you can move out now.
He's not going anywhere.

You can't deny a man a home.

And come to think of it,
it's really good news.

The village is starting to accept him.

Maybe he won't need you as much,
Julia. Hm?

One thing I don't understand is,
that mob had Toby Wagner,

the most hated man in the village,
at its mercy,

and yet they did nothing.

Not everyone's a killer, sir.

Well, all the same, they had dogs,
he'd hurt his leg, and yet still,

he managed to escape
and get to his sister's pub.

And I'd like to know
how he managed to do that.

Tell me about that night
on the village green.

Which one? I've had many nights out
on the green.

This one involves dogs and an angry mob.

I didn't know
I could feel that murderous.

No!
Turn them loose!

Mimi, for the love of God!
Dinner time, boys.

Just... Just... Just wait.

This is crazy! I am innocent.

OK, OK, please, just...
just... just wait.

Get out of here.
Get out of here, Toby, go on.

Rueben!
- What are you doing?

Rueben,
he was about to confess! Go!

He killed Viola!
Look at us, Alberta.

We are not these people.
None of us are.

And Viola wouldn't want this.
She'd be horrified.

We weren't really
going to set the dogs on him.

We just wanted to scare him
into confessing.

But then Rueben stepped in
and prevented that from happening.

That must have hurt, Mrs Tooms.
Horribly.

I'd never felt so betrayed.

But then, later, when Rueben had his
heart attack, I was there for him.

I couldn't not be.
Every day, every minute.

And you did all that
just for another woman to come along

and take him from you?

We were making things work.

Caring for him
had brought has back together.

Until he stopped believing
that Toby was guilty.

And worse, started
convincing people like Georgie.

Toby Wagner bludgeoned my sister
to death in cold blood.

He lured her to a house
he told her he wanted to buy.

She turned up to show him around,
and he killed her.

That is the only truth of this.

What the hell?
Oh, gosh!

Er... so sorry.

Erm, Cooper said to do this
when Julia wasn't here, but I...

I can come back later.
Yeah.

Maybe you should.
Yeah...

Oh... by the way, you can't
tell Julia that I was here.

This village.

Jam-packed with secrets.

Not to mention a killer.

I mean... I can't believe
that Toby hasn't been arrested yet.

Maybe you've got it wrong, Mimi.
Could be someone else.

Could be me.

You're not funny, Mack.

Why don't you jog on
back to your wee estate agency?

Sell a few houses, this pub.

Whatever keeps you in pearls and perfume.

Mimi?

You forgot this.
Oh...

Sir... finally got the report back
on Rueben's phone.

It went to the wrong department.
Hm.

What can you see, Winter?

The village?
From this specific vantage point.

Erm...

Harry's office...

..and the estate agents,
Georgie's cottage...

..and the pub.

Yes. The pub.

That's exactly what I can see.

Good. Cos we need to go back there.

Your mobile number
was called on this phone

on the night Rueben Tooms died.

The history of the call
was erased from the phone's log,

but it still showed up

in the service provider's
automated records.

So...?
The phone belonged to Rueben.

Is there anything
you'd like to tell us, Julia?

Only that Rueben Tooms would
never have any reason to call me.

Well, he was about to move into
a rented flat with someone.

A woman.
His lover.

I loathed Rueben.

You know what he did to my brother.

Him and all those other savages.

Except they didn't actually
do anything to Toby.

Because Rueben stepped in.

Anyway, I would never
have answered the phone.

Not to a number I didn't know.

Hm. That's odd, because the call
lasted 18-and-a-half minutes.

Mrs Steinem?

You're looking in the wrong place.

Maybe someone else
picked up my phone and spoke to him.

It certainly wasn't me. I swear.

I heard everything.

They're clutching at straws.
You and Rueben...

Not now, Cooper.
..were running away together.

What about me, Julia?

Hm? You're gonna leave me here
to die, like this pub?

Well, it's a good job I'm selling it.

You're what? You can't!
How dare you?!

Wait. No, please, listen.
I'm doing this for us.

I didn't nearly die on an operating
table just to have you walk away.

I got through that not for me,
for you. For you, Julia.

And I want us to move on. Up sticks.

And get away from everything,
including Toby.

Coop, we're done. It's finished.

The only reason that I am still here
with you is because Rueben's dead.

You all right?

Fancy watching a matinee with me?
What?

You've got a starring role.

Ah... That doesn't look good,
does it? How...?

What? I didn't kill Rueben.

Talking of whom, you know,
he owes me a fair amount of moolah.

I mean, obviously, he can't stump up,

but I thought, well,
you could do it on his behalf.

Owes you? For what?

Proving that your brother is innocent.

You've got the proof?
Eh! Money first.

Oh, I need to know.
And, if you pay me extra,

I can make this little film disappear.

You know we're broke.

You won't be when Cooper sells up.

How do you know about that?

This is all you need
to worry about the now.

What?

Oh... That's outrageous.

So's what's on this film.

Wha...?

Rules are there for a reason, Harry.

Leave your gun uncocked until you're
in a designated shooting area.

I thought I told you
to get rid of Toby Wagner.

I will, I promise.

Ladies and gentlemen,
today is all about targets.

The things you think
have drifted out of reach.

That you'll never be able
to grab for again.

Well, none of that is true.

You are all highly capable people.

You'll see that I've put your names
on the guns

solely because I what you to pick up
that weapon and become its master.

Or mistress.

You need to take control of all the
things that scare or unsettle you,

and you need to do it now.

Right. Let's get
this shooting party started.

Yes! Come on, Coop.

Argh...

Barnaby?
He's in the canteen.

Something about
"murdering a sausage roll".

We found several sets
of fingerprints in the lodge,

none that shouldn't have been there.

So?
Drum roll, please.

I ran them anyway, and one set
showed up on the police database.

The prints belong to Mack McInally.

The Scotsman?

Ugh... I knew it.

That's the same paint that Mack
was using when I interviewed him.

Mack threatened Toby?
He's a bag of tricks.

Turns out he's also
a private investigator.

Oh.

Which begs the question as to why
he joined The Stitcher Society.

Was it for health or business?

Mack's got a room at the Steinems' pub.

Get a team round there,
see what you can dig up

whilst I take in a spot of, er,
clay pigeon shooting.

Sir?
Apparently, it's good for the heart.

Cooper, you're up first.

Me?

Aye, you big Southern jessie.
Hey, less of the "Southern", you!

Right, I might need to, er...
do some... deep breathing.

You all right? You warm enough?
Yes.

Mmmmmm...

Oh, for God's sake.

And by the way, you don't belong here.

Mother?

Pull!

Oh, very good.
Good shot.

Take note.

Er... great stuff, Mother.
Leading the way, as usual.

Mack, why don't you see
if you can follow that?

And, obviously,
stick to the safety guidelines.

This is for Culloden.

Remember, eyes on the target, Mack.

Never anywhere but.

Pull!

Oh!

Good.

Pull!

Oh!

Good for the heart, you see.

I take it the shotgun was tampered with?

It's easier than you might imagine.

Thin strips of cloth
used to jam the barrel.

The shell had nowhere else to go
but backwards.

All but guaranteed
to remove someone's face.

I'm amazed no-one saw it
being tampered with.

Humans, Barnaby.
If they can find a way, they will.

And, of course, now,
I can answer your earlier question.

He doesn't have a zipper scar, does he?

He was here on business.
Probably working undercover.

Did I say, "Class dismissed"?

These are bar towels. From a pub.

Rueben is killed,
which means Gideon can go ahead

and build his Stitcher Society empire.

Georgie's death
means Toby inherits a cottage,

and... Mack was killed because...

What?

He found a witness
who proved Toby's innocence?

But who is this witness, sir?

I mean, so far, there's no evidence
of one anywhere. No name, nothing.

No sign of forced entry.

The door was unlocked when we got there.

No self-respecting PI is going to
go out and leave his door unlocked,

especially not if he's undercover
and hiding who knows what.

You think someone
had a spare set of keys?

Let's ask the landlord, shall we?

Mm!

Mrs Steinem.

If you don't mind?

I-It's not...
It's not mine, I swear.

I'll get Tech onto it.

All roads keep leading back
to this very point.

Don't they, Julia?

No!
Turn them loose!

Dinner time.
OK, OK, please, just...

just... just wait.

'The mob was about to scare
a confession out of Toby.

'But then Rueben steps in.'

Get out of here.
Go on, just get out of here!

Toby managed to get away,

but he wasn't your only visitor
that night, was he?

Julia...

'How long had your affair
with Rueben been going on?'

I'm so sorry.

'For a while.'

But it ended when my brother
was arrested for killing Viola.

Despite the trial collapsing,

Rueben just couldn't accept
that Toby was innocent.

So... we fell apart.

How dare you come here?
You're one of them.

No, I swear, I went along with it
to try and save Toby.

You need to leave.
Julia! Please!

I know what I want now...
and it's you.

I want you.

I told him to leave.

That all I wanted was for my brother
to be able to live peacefully

in our village
without accusations and threats.

So Rueben decided
to prove Toby's innocence?

It took a few years...
a few false starts.

Plus, he had to do it
all behind his wife's back.

But, a few months ago, he said that
he'd found someone who could help.

That they were confident that
they could find unequivocal proof.

So Rueben and I started
making plans to be together.

The night that Toby
escaped from the mob...

..were you alone in the pub?

Er... no.

They were your dogs, Reuben...

'Cooper was upstairs.

'Though he'd sleep through
a hurricane.'

He was absolutely petrified!

Yeah, no, I can take it from here.
Thanks.

So, this is linked
to a specific Wi-Fi configuration.

It's... It's transmitting
to a laptop or a PC.

Can you locate it?
Thanks to Tech, I can.

Oh... That's...

Wait here, Mrs Steinem.

We'll take that, if you don't mind.

I'd also like you to explain

what you're doing
with a murdered man's laptop.

It wasn't Mack who did that.

It was you. Wasn't it, Mr Steinem?

Toby wouldn't take the hint, would he?

Him coming back, it ruined everything.

Me and Julia were happy.
Happier than we'd been in years.

Until Rueben hired Mack.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Then why did you steal Mack's computer?

To be honest, I found him creepy.

He was always sneaking about,
poking his nose in.

I wanted to know what he was up to.

Or you knew exactly what he was up to

and decided to erase everything
he'd found out.

What, me? Pfft, no. No way.

Where were you on the night
Rueben Tooms was murdered?

Why?

Because Rueben was having an affair
with your wife, Mr Steinem.

Was.

Was. You're also
Harry Marx's only friend.

He told you about Georgie's will,
didn't he?

Hang on a minute...

Which gave you the idea
to frame Toby for Georgie's murder.

Then you'd kill Mack to destroy
any evidence of Toby's innocence.

Come on. That's a bit of a stretch,
isn't it?

I've already had confirmation
that the bar towels

used to block Mack's shotgun
came from your pub.

And I did all this because...?

Julia would have no-one
to turn to but you.

You'd have your wife back, Mr Steinem.

Do you know what?

That is really good.
I honestly really like that.

Yeah. It's got legs.

Pff, makes perfect sense.

Only, may I return to
the original question you asked me

that you wouldn't actually
let me answer? Little bit rude.

Where was I
the night Rueben was murdered?

Well...

..believe it or not...

..I was with Alberta Tooms.

I-I-I'm so, so sorry,
but I needed to talk to someone.

It's been doing my head in,
and I-I think...

Rueben and Julia are back together.

I'm not saying I know this for sure,
but you of all people

know what it's like to be married
to someone that you adore,

every breath, every move, every nuance.

I have ignored this once, and I am
not prepared to ignore this twice.

You'd better come in.

When you meet the single-most
amazing person ever,

you would do anything,
ANYTHING to hang onto that person.

So... all those things
that you have accused me of...

..I probably could have done them.

In fact, I...
I probably would have done them.

But I promise you... I didn't.

Even after she broke my heart.

Well, assuming Cooper
isn't lying about Alberta...

Then they both have alibis
for the night Rueben was killed.

Mm.

Ah! Look at that.
Mack filmed us, sir.

Never knew I had such screen presence.

Is there anything else
Mack's cameras picked up?

Oh, there's tons
of video files here, sir.

OK, so, what have we got?

Hm, I meant of interest.
Sorry.

Oh, look, it's your admirer, sir.

Thank you. What else?

Well, that's Georgie meeting Rueben
on the night he was killed.

That's Julia Steinem.

And she told me she was in the pub

on the night Rueben Tooms was murdered.

Hi. Yeah, it's me.

I'm at Georgie's cottage.

OK. I'll see you in a bit.

Argh!
Well?

Why would I kill Rueben?

I was about to start a new life with him.

The film on Mack's laptop places you
in the vicinity of Rueben's murder.

A film that Mack
was trying to blackmail me with.

Look, I promise you that all I did
that night was go out to tell Rueben

that we needed to hold off
on leaving the village.

Because the village wasn't as safe
for Toby as you hoped it would be.

Viola's murder has twisted this village

into something it wasn't meant to be.

I hoped that Rueben and I
could change that.

Bring peace. Even closure.

But people don't forget.

No, and they never forgave Harry
for losing the trial.

Hence his unpopularity.

That spaced-out fool is almost
as reviled as my brother is.

Losing that court case
has haunted him ever since.

Winter.
We need to talk to Harry Marx.

Hello?

Toby?

Harry!

Erika, have you seen your Uncle Harry?

Oh, sorry. I haven't.

Though, knowing him,
he's probably out reversing

all the good work the heart surgeon did.

I've warned him. Nobody wants two
zippers running down their chest.

Say that again?

About... the zipper?

Oh, it's more about the person
who didn't have one...

..and who else knew that.

Fleur, I need you
to look something up for me

on Mack McInally's computer.

You were asked a question five years ago.

Now, you're gonna answer it.

Harry... what the hell?

Just because I screwed up at the trial,

that doesn't make him innocent.

You know it, I know it,
everyone knows it.

Argh!

You have five seconds to confess.

Two... three...

Harry!

Winter...
Meet me at Georgie's cottage.

# Nellie the elephant Packed her trunk

# And said goodbye to the circus

# Off she went with a trumpety-trump
Trump, trump, trump. #

What do...? OK.

# Nelly the elephant Packed her trunk

# And said goodbye to the circus

# Off she went with a trumpety-trump
Trump, trump, trump. #

It's not working.
I think he's had a heart attack.

Yes, I'll keep trying. Er... Er...

# Nellie the elephant Packed her trunk

# Trundled... #

Oh!

# Off she went with a trumpety-trump

# Trump... trump... trump. #

Good God, Harry!
Harry, I thought you were a goner!

Arrest him, then.
He tried to kill me!

We've got him, sir.
Thank you so much of your help.

Yes, no, I think we're all right.

Actually, I didn't come here
for Harry Marx.

Did I, Mimi?

Ah...

I'm flattered, Mr Barnaby,

but may I remind you
that you are a married man.

I'm also a chief inspector.

And I'm arresting you
for the murders of Rueben Tooms,

Georgie Tremayne and Mack McInally,

and not forgetting Viola Deepdale,
your ex-business partner.

Oh!

I think someone's been on Harry's weed.

Was it Rueben letting Toby join
The Stitcher Society?

Is that what triggered this?

I'm gonna kill him!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's no need for this,
not any more. Rueben!

Georgie, just put the stick down.

I know this is hard,
but we'll talk later, OK?

Toby is not what you think he is.

'Rueben's about-face
must have come as a huge shock.'

It meant he knew
that Toby hadn't killed Viola.

Your daughter must love
your bedtime stories

So you had to kill Rueben
before he could get to Georgie.

Trouble is... you were too late.

Could the other woman
be Georgie Tremayne?

We know that she met with Rueben
last night.

So they did meet, then?

She's... so lost and vague
these days.

You couldn't have Georgie believing
that Toby was innocent.

She would have gone to press again,
told the whole village.

But Harry saw Toby leaving the house.

I mean, Viola had the meeting
written in her diary, so...

That was probably something that you
added after Viola was killed.

Now, John...
you are cleverer than this.

For one, Georgie hated Toby.

I mean, she was ready
to take his head off

when he pitched up at the club.

And then she changed her will
in his favour.

She was refusing a second operation.

She wanted to pay him back for
the nightmare she'd put him through.

And let's not forget he got
a very lovely cottage out of it.

Whatever change Georgie's mind
must have been nagging at you.

Rueben Tooms must have had
some very substantial evidence

to be able to do that,
which leads us to Mack.

He doesn't have a zipper scar, does he?

Is there anything else
Mack's cameras picked up?

'Oh, it's more about the person
who didn't have one...

'..and who else knew that.'

And when you saw that
he didn't have a zipper scar...

Mimi?

You forgot this.

'..it had to mean that he was here
under false pretences.'

It wouldn't take much
to do some research on Mack,

find out who he really was
and what he was doing.

That search is probably
still in your history.

This is all on you,
you flower-power pothead!

I saw Toby. I know it was him.

You saw me, you idiot!

Mind you, you were probably
hugging a tree at the time.

You know, if anyone's to blame
for all this, it's actually Harry,

if you really think about it.

I mean, Toby should have been locked up,

happily settled with some prison wife,

and I wouldn't have had to
have done any of this!

You didn't need to anyway.

Our Tech team processed
Mack's hard drive.

He hadn't found out a single thing
about Viola's murder.

Sir?

What are you talking about?

He took the money from Rueben

in return for telling him
what he wanted to hear.

Mack had a history of conning people,

hence his fingerprints being on file.

N-No. You've got that wrong.
You must have.

You killed three people for nothing.

There was no other witness.

It was a lie, Mimi.

I believe you are a free man, Mr Wagner.

One last thing...

Why did you kill Viola?

Would you think more kindly of me
if I said it was accidental?

She hated the way I did business.

Claimed I was all over our male clients,

that their wives didn't like it

and I was losing sales
left, right and centre.

I mean... We'd only gone
to price a house, and...

suddenly, there was a rather weighty
object in my hand, and, well...

..what can I say?
She stepped out in front of it.

Three or four times, as it happens.

I mean, can you imagine that?
Me, flirting?

Wherever did she get that idea?

'Let's dive straight into it.

'Firstly, we need to chop up
all our veggies.

'So, grab your carrots
and your red peppers and mushrooms,

'and first of all, we're just gonna
give them a quick rinse,

'and then we're gonna thinly slice

'those red peppers,
carrots and mushrooms.

'And, to add some flavour
to your stir-fry...'

Oh-ho!

'..one or two red chillies.

'Now, my wife loves to put spice
in her stir-fry, so I use...'

Shh!

John?

Shh, shh! Shh!

Wow! Finally, it's sunk in.
It only took you a week.

Well, you and Betty have a point,
and the last thing I need

is to have to join a, er,
Stitcher Society.

That really would be bad for my health.

Well, looks wonderful.

I'm gonna look forward to it.

Hey! Paddy!

Paddy!

Oh, Paddy...

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