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(fireworks exploding) (rock music playing)

- They're not mourning the deceased in a big way.

(partygoers laughing)

(doorbell ringing)

- Mr. Barnaby.

- [Lance] Who is it?

- It's the police.

- What's the matter?

Someone complaining about the noise?

- No, we're not here about that.

- I was gonna say, it's not easy

to turn down the fireworks.

- I'm here to arrest your wife.

Anne Woodrow, I'm arresting you for the murder of--

- Whoa whoa whoa, just a minute.

- Let me finish, please, sir.

In connection with the murder of Frances Trevelyan.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not

mention anything you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

- Yes, I understand.

- You'll have to come down

to the station with us now, please.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- [Ed] I can't see why I can't go.

She's my mother too.

- [Sophie] You're too young.

- [Ed] It's not fair.

- [Sophie] Actually maybe you should

think a bit less about yourself.

- [Ed] Excuse me?

- And a bit more about dad!

- Ed, listen.

- Daddy, please can I come with you?

- We can all think of other things

we'd prefer to be doing today.

Unfortunately, life's not like that.

Sometimes we have to do things that we don't want to do.

(rock music)

- I'll meet you there, babe.

We can't be seen arriving together.

And dress conservative.

You know that suit you got?

Yeah, that's the one.

Just one reptile from the local rag

and a wannabe paparazzi.

That's it.

(laughing)

- Mr. Woodrow!

Causton Advertiser--

- My wife says she's innocent

and that's good enough for me.

That's all I have to say.

- Well can you just tell us please

how it's affected your...

Relationship.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Good morning, Andrew.

- Your big day today, isn't it?

- Oh yes, my big day.

- It's all in there.

- Right, we're off now.

Hope it goes okay.

- I'm gonna make an enemy or two, whatever happens.

- See you later.

- Bye.

- Come on, Danny.

You got your dinosaur mug?

- Bye, Danny.

- [Constable] Take a seat.

- So what are we talking about?

An accomplice?

- It's possible.

There's a lot she kept back from us.

A lot we don't know.

It may well be someone should be

up there with here, in the dock.

- Just play it by ear then?

- Yes.

Anything strange, someone making a lot

of eye contact with her, anyone a bit

shifty, you know, nervous, make a note.

And you better keep an eye on the victim's husband.

John Trevelyan.

He's denied any relationship with Annie,

but I'm not sure I believe him there.

He's got a rock solid alibi, of course.

- She definitely had the hots for him though?

- Had the hots?

Yeah, that's the general consensus.

(car unlocking)

- Oh please.

He was the husband of my old school friend.

- Annie, we need to be able to trust each other.

- I've told you what I was doing there that night.

If you can't explain it to the court, then I will.

- And when they suggest that you're a deluded,

obsessive stalker who'd stop at nothing,

including the murder of an old

school friend, to get what you wanted?

- Don't you...

It's not true.

- I think maybe taking the stand is not such a good idea.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- [Reporter] Mr. Woodrow!

(cameras flashing)

- Nice car.

- Yes, that's the husband of the accused.

Lance Woodrow.

- [Ben] Wasn't there a scandal

about him and some girl band?

- [Tom] Yes, several.

- Good morning, Mr. Woodrow.

Causton Advertiser.

I wonder, could you spare us a moment please?

- You get around.

- Could you tell us, how has your marriage

been affected by your wife's arrest, Mr. Woodrow?

- I'm behind my wife 100%.

Now please, could I ask you to respect

our privacy at this difficult time?

- What exactly was the relationship

between your wife and Mrs. Trevelyan?

- I've just heard something from one

of the Witness Support volunteers.

It may be nothing, but he phoned Mrs. Beverly

to confirm the time when he's picking her up.

There was no reply.

Of course she may have just nipped out,

but she's an important witness.

- Yes, she is.

Well look, give it a couple of hours.

If you hear nothing by then, give us a call.

- Okay.

You know she's moved?

- Where'd she go?

- The sheltered housing up Causton Road.

I'm sure she'll turn up anyway.

- Okay, thank you.

Look, I've got to rush.

I'm picking Cully up from the station.

You see anything interesting, give us a bell.

- Sir.

- Ah, let me introduce you.

Mr. Barnaby.

- Mr. Trevelyan.

- Good morning.

Could I introduce you to my daughters, Sophie and Ed?

- Yes, yes I remember.

- And this is my mother, Gwen.

- [Tom] How do you do?

- How do you do?

- Well I hope it won't be too hard for you all.

- They're getting rid of me for the day.

- You're too young.

- It's not 'cause I'm too young.

It's because I don't believe Annie murdered mom.

And they're afraid I'll say so.

- Happy now?

- Come along, darling.

- [John] I'd better get on.

- Bye, Mr. Barnaby.

(tense atmosphere music)

- I'm not sure actually sure what value

there is in your husband as a witness.

- Well I'll leave it up to you.

- [Bramwell] Well he wanted me to let you know

that although you won't actually see him

until he testifies in court, he is

out there in the lobby nearby.

- Everything okay?

- I'm fine.

- I'm not sure if you'll be called today,

but if you need anything, just call

the Witness Support volunteer.

Okay?

- Thank you.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- All right, Mrs. Woodrow.

(courtroom chattering)

(clock tower ringing)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Bye, Mr. Barnaby.

- [Ed VO] It's because I don't

believe Annie murdered mom.

(police siren wailing)

- Have you told her?

- No, I haven't told her anything.

But I think she knows.

- [Ed VO] What is it? What's happened?

- [John VO] Inside, in the kitchen.

- [ED VO] Daddy!

- [John VO] But I think she knows.

- [Ed VO] It's not 'cause I'm too young.

It's because I don't believe Annie murdered mom.

- [Train Announcer] The next train to arrive

at platform two will be the 10:12,

calling at all stations to Midsomer Morton.

- [Cully] Dad?

You all right? - Where did you come from?

- I got an early train.

I got a coffee.

I was expecting to see mom.

- Yes, your grandmother has broken her arm.

No, she'll be all right, but she

obviously can't do the house work and stuff,

so your mom's gone up there for

a couple of days to help them out.

Well you know what your grandad's like, don't you?

Useless.

- Well how did it happen?

- She was up the ladder, pruning an apple tree.

- You are charged that on the 17th of February last,

you did murder Frances Clare Trevelyan

at her home in Midsomer Malham.

How do you plead?

Guilty or not guilty?

- Not guilty.

(courtroom murmuring)

- The crown will prove, beyond any reasonable doubt,

that the defendant you see before you in the dock,

sitting there so meekly, killed,

that is to say battered to death,

her old school friend, Frances Trevelyan.

Leaving her in a pool of blood

on the floor of her family home.

The reason?

Because she wanted Frances's husband.

And Frances, her old school friend, stood in her way.

But not only did the defendant kill her friend,

thus depriving John of his loving wife,

and their two young daughters,

Sophie and Ed, of their loving mother,

she then went on to compound

the crime with sickening hypocrisy.

Under the cloak of a supposed friendship,

she moved in on her target, John,

to comfort him in his grief.

Day after day, with little hugs

and physical gestures of support.

Gradually sinking her claws deeper

into the shattered, vulnerable man.

Her intention?

To manipulate him into her own arms.

- Arrives at about 6, so I shouldn't be late.

Oh.

Your mother's left us one of her casseroles.

- Ah.

Great.

- Yes.

Hey, there's always the Taj Mahal.

She need never know.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

Oh has she not?

Okay, I'll check that out.

Thank you very much.

Got to round up a witness.

Would you believe, they'll love you and leave you.

- Is that the Annie Woodrow case?

- [Tom] Yes, it is.

- So she didn't change her plea at the last minute then?

- No.

No, she did not.

Do you remember her?

- Yeah.

You always said you thought she'd plead guilty eventually.

- See you.

- See you, dad.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

(doorbell ringing)

- You will see that the house of Mrs. Joan Beverly

is position between the Trevelyans' home

and the home of the defendant, Annie Woodrow.

You will also see that the Trevelyans' house,

where the victim died, is positioned

at the end of a cul de sac.

Anyone seen going up that road

could reasonably be expected

to be going to the Trevelyans' home.

- She seemed fine when I saw her earlier.

- Mrs. Beverley?

That's cold.

Got any idea where she could be?

- No.

- Come on, I suppose we should get something to eat.

- Sir, they've just adjourned for lunch.

I've just seen someone who seems a little questionable.

Lots of eye contact with the defendant.

Maybe nothing, but...

- Okay, I'm coming back there anyway.

I'll see you there.

- Ben Jones, isn't it?

CID?

- That's right.

- Mark Thomas, Causton Advertiser.

I was wondering, is there any particular

reason why you were in court today?

Seems a bit unusual.

Cut and dried case.

- Just keeping an eye on things.

Excuse me.

(tense atmosphere music)

Hey, a Coke please.

Hi.

- We were starting to get worried.

- I'm terribly sorry.

- The Witness Support volunteer.

Don't you remember?

It was all arranged.

- I know it was mentioned.

- Well you're here now.

- I'm so sorry.

Ah, Mr. Barnaby.

- You made it.

- You haven't been looking for me as well?

Oh what a nuisance I am.

And my cushion, Jamie.

Don't forget the cushion.

Lower back, the coccyx.

If you'll pardon my French.

- Doesn't look like she'll be called today today.

(phone ringing)

- Yes?

- Sir, I've just had a few words

with this woman I mentioned.

I think she might be worth talking to.

- Where are you now? - All right, I see you managed

to get the star witness here then.

- Right, on my way.

- I'm just wondering why Causton CID's all over the place.

That Ben Jones was in the gallery all morning.

Seems a bit odd don't you think?

- Probably just making sure all the witnesses turn up.

- The thing is, we have to weigh up just how much

any evidence is actually gonna benefit our case.

- I'm testifying.

End of story.

- Hi there.

- Jamie.

- I'll talk to you later.

- Look, I didn't mean to interrupt.

I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about...

It's just that I gave a statement to the police

and they're insisting that I testify.

- Hey, you're a witness.

It's your job.

- Another Coke please.

- You're a copper, aren't you?

I thought so.

Where you stationed?

Must be Causton.

Are you connected to the case?

- Yeah.

- Then you must know DCI Barnaby.

And so do I.

Talk of the devil.

- Prudence Plunkett.

How very nice to see you.

- I thought I might bump into you.

Will you have a drink?

- I will indeed, yes.

A small scotch please.

- So this must be your sergeant?

- It's Constable.

- Not for too long, I'd have thought.

We were just having a wee chat about Annie Woodrow.

- Ah.

Do you have a professional involvement with the case?

- No, no.

I offered to be a character witness,

but they dithered rather, so I'm just

here to show a bit of support.

- Jones, Pru here is a clinical psychiatrist.

Usually the expert witness.

Of course, you know Annie Woodrow very well, don't you?

- Through Elder Aid.

She was a helper.

And of course I knew Frances from the committee.

- Do you know the Trevelyan children?

- Yes.

I think Ed's probably handled the grieving

process better than her sister, but it's...

Well it's a terrible thing for any child.

Why do you ask?

- I saw young Ed today, with the family.

She told me she that she didn't believe

that Annie had killed her mom.

- Something I meant to ask you.

Did you know that Annie Woodrow was planning

to move away back to London before it all happened?

- No, I didn't know.

She say why?

- She didn't have to, it was obvious.

She wanted to avoid seeing John.

She told me about her plans

just a few days before Frances's murder.

As she was going to give up her involvement

in the charity because she'd be spending

more time in their London home, I didn't think

it was particularly significant at the time.

But now I think it may have been.

Whatever, it looks like Annie's

really up against it now.

Largely due to your evidence gathering skills.

- Huh.

- Were you always 100% sure of Annie's guilt?

- Yes, I was.

- Is that a past tense I hear?

It's lovely to see you, Tom.

- And you.

- And nice to meet you too.

- What was that about?

The whole case against Annie Woodrow supports

the idea that she was suffering

from some unrequited love obsession.

Why wouldn't she have planned to move away?

Avoid all the heartache.

- Moving away to avoid all the heartache

is the act of a rational person, Jones.

Not that of an obsessive delusional.

Anyway, it probably means nothing.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- See you tomorrow!

- [Friends] Bye!

- [Friend's Mother] Say hello to your mom, Eddie.

- Hello.

Hello?

(tense atmosphere music)

Daddy?

(police sirens wailing)

Dad, what are you doing?

What is it, what's happened?

- Inside, in the kitchen.

On the left.

- [Prudence VO] Did you know that Annie Woodrow

was planning to move away?

Were you always 100% sure of Annie's guilt?

Is that a past tense I hear?

- [Ed VO] It's because I don't believe Annie murdered mom.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- I think the plant needs some water.

- I'll see if I can find some, darling.

- John Trevelyan?

- You'll be all right?

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- [Clerk] Hold the book in your right hand

and read from the card please.

- I swear by almighty God that the evidence

I shall give shall be the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

- Mr. Trevelyan, could you tell us what you were

doing before you arrived home that evening?

- I'd been working at the office.

It had gone on a bit late.

A meeting with my partner and accountant.

Just routine.

- And when the meeting was over, you drove home alone?

- That's right.

- Can you take us through, please,

what happened when you went into the house?

- [John VO] I walked through the front door.

I had parked the car in the garage.

The lights were on, as normal.

There was a radio playing in the kitchen.

So I just walked on through and...

(music intensifying)

- Frances?

I felt for a pulse, but I knew she was dead.

The injuries to her head were just...

- There were no signs of life.

- No.

- Now moving on to your relationship with the defendant.

Can you describe it for us, please?

- We were friends.

- [Sam] Nothing more?

- Good friends, I thought.

- Quite.

And can you tell us, were you aware

of the defendant being attracted

to you romantically or sexually?

- I suppose I wasn't sure.

- But you think she may have been?

- Miss Flint.

- Your Honour.

You weren't sure she was attracted to you.

(clearing throat)

I think we understand.

No further questions.

- No questions.

- You don't wish to cross-examine

the witness, Mr. Bramwell?

- No, Your Honour.

We don't.

- It looks like they're gonna be adjourning.

- So I won't be testifying today?

- Let's go home.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- And your chicken korma.

- Dad, what are we gonna do with this stew?

- Oh Eric is very keen on those.

- Huh?

- Eric, he's the Labrador next door.

- So any word on how things are coming along at court?

- It's early days yet, but young Jones

is keeping an eye on things for me.

- Really?

So you think there might be more to it then?

Than you originally thought?

- It was never a straightforward case, Cully, was it?

But yes, actually.

I was having a chat with a clinical psychiatrist

who knows Annie Woodrow quite well.

Pru Plunkett, did you ever meet her?

- No, I don't think so.

- No, well she told me something about

Annie Woodrow which doesn't square with how

Annie should have behaved if she were guilty.

- You don't think she could be innocent?

- Well all the evidence is still against her.

- Dad, do you think I could get a seat in the gallery?

- Yeah, I'm sure you could, yes.

Yes, I would really like to know what you think of her.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- My god.

- I slipped on a grape.

(laughing)

- Let me help you do that.

Well I think it's improved the taste.

- [Gwen] John?

Are you all right?

- Not really, no.

- No, of course you're not.

Oh I'm so sorry.

- It's okay, mom.

We just have to get through it somehow.

(doorbell ringing)

- I'm sorry, babe.

I just had to see you.

I couldn't help myself.

I just couldn't.

- God, I love that outfit.

- Very executive.

- I want you to take something down, Miss Jones.

(laughing)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- I don't suppose there was any post?

- Constable, you will be the first to hear.

- I have to say, I don't think Annie Woodrow

is coming across as the most obviously guilty person.

- Yes, well she's good at lying, Jones.

She's done a lot of that.

Still, there's always the niggling questions though.

Look, there's the phone by the body.

The last number dialled from

that phone was to Mrs. Beverley.

- The witness?

- The witness.

She'd received a call around about the time of the murder.

Mrs. Beverley told us that Frances Trevelyan,

who's the victim, was round at her house

earlier that day, trying to persuade her

to use Elder Aid's charity services.

So that could be what this call was all about.

- You think there was more to it?

- Mrs. Beverley said whoever was on the end

of the line put the phone down without speaking.

So it may well be that the killer

was the one who disconnected it.

- [Ben] No prints?

- No prints.

- It was about 10 past 7, and I was just letting

my cat in through the sitting room window,

when the security light came on.

It was Annie Woodrow.

- And in what direction was she going?

- She was going towards the Trevelyans' house.

- And how did she seem to you?

Was she walking casually?

Could you tell her mood?

- She seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.

- Can you remember what she was wearing?

- Well I remember she wasn't wearing a coat

or gloves because it was rather cold at the time.

That's why I remember.

- And can you now tell us about the phone call

that you received later that evening?

- Whoever it was didn't say anything.

They just put the phone down.

- And what time did this happen?

- It was about half past 7.

- And did you do a one-four-seven-one?

- Well yes I did, because I find

those sort of calls a little unnerving.

It was a local number.

I recognised it.

The Trevelyans.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

I thought she was phoning about her visit earlier

and I didn't really want to discuss it.

I mean what is a drop-in centre?

I didn't like the sound of it one bit.

One shouldn't be ungrateful, but to be

honest I preferred Annie's approach.

She used to offer to do the shopping for me,

or give me a lift to the hairdressers.

But not intrusive ever.

Nice woman, I thought.

Friendly.

It's quite shocking to think she's a murderess.

- Do you wear glasses, Mrs. Beverley?

- Occasionally.

- Occasionally.

I notice you're not wearing them today.

- That is correct.

(laughing)

- Well we're not talking about reading glasses, are we?

Your optician issued you with glasses

because your sight's defective,

but you only occasionally wear them.

That's right, isn't it?

- I was wearing them that night.

- Are you sure?

- I'd been watching television and I was alone.

I'm less vain when I'm on my own.

(laughing)

- I didn't know the Trevelyans very well.

Certainly wasn't aware of any enemies.

I'm sure I told you that at the time.

Bit late for doubts, isn't it Tom?

- Yes.

Yes, it is.

There's no good reason really.

It's just things one or two people have said to me.

Pru Plunkett in particular.

- Pru?

- Course it won't count as evidence,

it's just her opinion, but...

- She's no fool.

- No, she's not.

Look George, I've been through all my case notes

and I can't find anyone with anything

approaching a motive apart from Annie.

No one.

- My mother was too nice to say anything.

But you could tell she hated it.

- Your mother was aware of the defendant's

obsession with your father?

- Yeah.

She only ever came around when my dad was there.

It was obvious.

- [Sam] In what way obvious?

- She was all sort of shy and little girly.

Her big doey eyes, acting like some stupid teenager.

It was creepy.

And then when she used to come around

all the time, after my mom was dead.

Pretending that she was--

- Miss Trevelyan.

I appreciate that this is very difficult for you.

But in a court of law, witnesses are asked

not to express their opinions.

Simply to describe what they've observed.

All right?

- Jamie Cramner.

- Come on, let's get you home.

- No, daddy.

I want to watch.

- Mr. Cramner, you knew both the defendant

Annie Woodrow and the victim Frances Trevelyan?

- That's right.

I'm an antiques dealer.

I supplied some of the furniture

for Lance and Annie Woodrow's home.

- [Sam] And the victim, Frances Trevelyan?

- [Jamie] I've know the Trevelyans for a lot of years.

Socially, through the village.

- And were you aware of any atmosphere, any tension,

between the defendant and the Trevelyans

prior to Frances Trevelyan's death?

- I'm not sure I'd say tension exactly.

- What would you say?

Did you have any impression that Annie Woodrow

was physically attracted to John Trevelyan?

- Yes.

(courtroom murmuring)

- [Sam] Would you say it was obvious?

- I noticed it.

- And was Frances Trevelyan aware

of Annie Woodrow's feelings towards her husband?

- Well we didn't actually discuss it.

I remember she tried to laugh it off once.

Something about Annie's schoolgirl crush on her husband.

- Do you think she found it amusing?

- Not really, no.

- No.

I don't imagine she did.

This was her old school friend showing

an obvious sexual interest in her husband.

She would have been sickened.

- Can we leave that for the jury to decide?

- Your Honour.

Do you know if she confronted

Annie about it, or had plans to?

- As I say, we didn't discuss it.

- Thank you, Mr. Cramner.

- It's really difficult to tell.

When people are deluded they can often think

that they're actually telling the truth

so the normal signs just don't apply.

Dad thinks he's got the wrong person in the dock.

(laughing)

- But seriously, is everything okay?

- I am serious.

You know dad thought she'd change her plea

to guilty before the case came to trial?

- [Joyce] Which case is this?

- Oh mom.

It's the Annie Woodrow case.

You know, the wife of the pop impresario?

- And your dad doesn't think she's guilty now?

- Well he spoke to this clinical psychiatrist colleague

friend of his who seems to have cast some doubt.

Pru Plunkett?

- [Joyce] Oh, the ex-hippy woman.

- Yes, well dad seems to think

she knows what she's talking about.

- Is he worried about it?

- I don't know about that, but...

He's giving evidence tomorrow,

so it's bound to be a bit awkward.

I mean he says it's just his job to collect

the evidence and then present the facts.

It's the jury's job to reach a verdict,

but I think he feels responsible.

- Mommy was quite a difficult woman to love.

Wasn't she, daddy?

- Where's this come from? - She was though, wasn't she?

- Relationships have their ups and downs.

But we all loved mommy very much.

Okay?

- Meaning eat your supper and shut up.

- Why did you say you think Annie's innocent?

- I like her.

- Which shows how much you know about anything.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- [Sam VO] The crown will prove,

beyond any reasonable doubt...

Killed, that is to say, battered to death...

That she wanted Frances's husband, John Trevelyan.

- [Joan VO] It was a local number.

I recognised it.

The Trevelyan's.

- [Sam VO] She moved in on her target.

Frances Trevelyan.

- [Sophie VO] My mother was too nice to say anything.

But you could tell she hated her.

- [Sam VO] Leaving her in a pool of blood.

- [Joan VO] It was Annie Woodrow.

- [Sam VO] Annie Woodrow.

- [Annie VO] We were friends.

- [John VO] We were friends.

Good friends, I thought.

- [Sam VO] Romantically or sexually?

(knocking)

- I was thinking, daddy.

- What?

- I need to be at the trial.

And I thought I'd go tomorrow.

You don't have to come.

- No, it's all right.

I'll take you.

I think maybe I should be there as well.

- Thank you.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

(partygoers chattering)

- [Annie] I have no idea what you're talking about.

- Yes you do!

You know perfectly well!

- Look, I understand that you think

your dad is wonderful and God-like;

I mean he's your father, it's natural,

but not everyone in the real world feels the same.

I have no interest in him whatsoever.

Why would I be interested in a dull

provincial corn merchant, for god's sake?

Excuse me.

- Hi George.

- Any developments?

- No, nothing yet.

Anything happening?

- Not really, sir.

The antiques dealer, Jamie Cramner, showed up.

Bit odd hanging around after you've given evidence.

He's a bit of a womaniser, from what I've heard.

There's no chance he could've been involved?

- What, with Frances or Annie?

No, he's got an alibi.

- I can't work out that Lance Woodrow either.

Has he got an alibi?

- Has he.

He had the entire girl band, Hidden Agenda,

recording at his home studio all that evening.

Do you know where Pru Plunkett is?

- I think she's outside.

- Pru.

- Hello there, Tom.

- Got a question for you.

- Fire away.

- Why did Annie go on lying?

- [Prudence] An impossible situation.

A combination of embarrassment and sensitivity.

- [Clerk] Court rise!

- [Tom] You know, the court should hear your thoughts.

- Funnily enough, the defence has

finally asked if I'd be a witness.

- Have they?

That's good.

Do you know the judge in this case?

- No, I don't.

- Well I do.

I know old Masterson quite well.

He's not overly keen on psychiatrists

and their expert evidence.

And he does like his expert witnesses

to show the court due deference.

You hearing me?

- Loud and clear.

- The body was on the kitchen floor.

As you can see.

The cause of death was confirmed

as being the obvious severe head injuries.

Which were inflicted by the cast iron milk pan.

- Time of death?

- 7:30 PM, give or take half an hour.

- You all right, Mr. Cramner?

- I'm not very good at the gory details.

- Who is?

Did Mrs. Beverley get home all right?

- My lift wasn't needed in the end.

She used one of the witness support people.

Wouldn't have been a problem.

Her sheltered housing estate is just

around the corner from her old house.

You know I live there now?

Great place.

- Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Can you explain to us why your

suspicions first fell on Annie Woodrow?

- Ah yes, when I asked Annie Woodrow

where she'd been at the time of the murder,

she told me she had been at home all that evening.

But when I interviewed Mrs. Beverley,

she told me that she'd seen the defendant

heading towards the Trevelyans' house

shortly before the time we later established

was the time of Mrs. Trevelyan's death.

- The defendant lied.

- And when I confronted her with this

apparent contradiction, she told me...

- I'm sorry, I'd forgotten.

- She had forgotten about the visit

to the Trevelyans because she'd been drinking

that evening and her memory wasn't clear.

- Did the defendant mention anything about

the drinking when you first interviewed her?

- No.

No, she had not.

- So she changed her story.

- Yes.

- And can you tell us what the defendant told you

had happened in her second version of events?

- Yes, she said she'd rung the doorbell,

it was an old-fashioned hand pull arrangement.

But that there had been no reply,

and so she went back home again.

- And did she, during this version,

explain why she went to the Trevelyans' house?

- Yes, she said she wanted to invite

the family to lunch on the following Sunday.

- Did she explain why she hadn't phoned?

- Yes, she said she wanted to invite them in person.

- I see.

Now in previous testimony, which we've heard,

Mrs. Beverley described what she saw

the defendant wearing on that evening

on her way towards the Trevelyans' house.

Now can you tell us why that was

important to the investigation?

- Yes, I would have expected to find

Annie Woodrow's fingerprints on the

bell pull handle, but I didn't.

The only other people to go into the house

after she was there were the victim's husband,

that's John Trevelyan, and their

youngest daughter Ed, and they

both had keys to enter the house.

They wouldn't have used the bell.

Now Mrs. Woodrow was insistent

that she was wearing gloves at the time.

That's her explanation of why her

fingerprints weren't found at the scene.

However, Mrs. Beverley is equally

insistent that the defendant was wearing

neither coat nor gloves when she saw her

going towards the Trevelyans' house.

- Do you regard Mrs. Beverley as a credible witness?

- Yes I do.

- So either the defendant did not ring the doorbell,

or the fingerprints were wiped off.

- I think it's unlikely that

the fingerprints were wiped off.

Other fingerprints from people who'd used

the bell pull previously and had been eliminated

from the inquiry, they were intact.

- And can you tell us now about the footprints

that were found in the flower bed?

- [Tom VO] Yes, I can.

We found a fresh pair of footprints

in the small flower bed beneath the kitchen window.

And these were subsequently matched

to a pair of shoes belonging

to the defendant, Mrs. Woodrow.

- [Sam VO] And had the defendant mentioned

anything earlier about walking through the flower bed?

- [Tom] No.

No, she hadn't.

- And did she offer any explanation

for the presence of the footprints?

- Well she told she'd forgotten about it,

again because of the alcohol, and that when

there had been no reply, she had

looked through the kitchen window

while standing in the flower bed.

She could see the lights were on,

she wanted to find out if anyone was there.

She said she couldn't see anyone.

- And this was, what, her third version of events?

- Well she hadn't mentioned it before.

- And did you offer any other

possible version of events to her?

- Yes, I suggested that she was checking

to see if Frances Trevelyan was alone

before entering through the back door

which she knew was always left open.

But she denied that suggestion.

(courtroom muttering)

- Tell us, Chief Inspector, did it ever

occur to you that the defendant could have

had gloves in her pocket and put them on

after she'd walk past Mrs. Beverley's house?

When she started to feel the cold, for example?

- Mrs. Bevereley's eye witness statement

was that the defendant was wearing jeans, no coat.

That means the defendant would have had

to put her gloves into her jeans

pocket which I found a bit unlikely.

- Why?

- Well they were designer jeans.

Tight fit, small pockets.

It also occurred to me that if she'd had the foresight

to take gloves, why not a coat or jacket?

- Isn't it possible that Mrs. Beverley

was mistaken in what she saw and that

the defendant was in fact wearing

a light jacket, as she said in her statement?

Mrs. Beverley's not a young woman.

Her sight is failing.

She's not always in the habit of wearing

her prescription glasses, as we've heard.

It was night time.

Is she really what you would normally

describe as a credible witness?

- I evaluate the witnesses individually.

I found her credible.

- I see.

Moving on now to the question of whether there was

anything to suggest that the defendant had actually

been inside the Trevelyans' house that evening.

Now the fact that there was forensic evidence

that she'd been to the house previously

is not incriminating because she admits

that she'd been to the house several times

in the weeks prior to the night in question.

Would you agree?

- Yes.

- So was there any evidence whatsoever,

forensic or otherwise, that the defendant had actually

been inside the Trevelyans' house that evening?

A yes or no will do.

- No.

- [Bramwell] Sorry?

- No.

- No.

(courtroom muttering)

So no evidence that the defendant had actually been

at the scene of the crime at the time it took place.

- It went well didn't it?

- Well we may have raised one or two doubts,

but we still have to account

for your frequent changes of mind.

It's very damning evidence.

- I told you I'd been drinking.

I told you.

- I think maybe we should've cross-examined John Trevelyan.

Maybe we should try to recall him.

- No, you're not putting John on the stand again.

Don't do it.

- I have to say, Annie, that your consistent

denial that you ever felt anything

for John Trevelyan is making you look dishonest.

It's not helping.

- Nothing happened.

How many more times...

- I wanna call Dr. Plunkett as a witness.

- Pru?

- Yes, I think she can help.

And don't tie my hands on this one, Annie.

Will you please let me do my job?

- Lance Woodrow!

- You're on.

- Mr. Woodrow, what were your movements

that evening, what were you doing?

- I was involved in a recording session

at my home with the popular music group

Hidden Agenda, who I manage.

- Woo!

- The session went on from early

afternoon 'til after midnight.

- And you have a professional

recording studio in your home?

- That's correct.

- [Bramwell] Did you see your wife

in the earlier part of that evening?

- Yes, I did.

Round about 7.

She seemed her normal self.

- Did she mention asking the Trevelyans

over for lunch on the following Sunday?

- Yes.

I was just getting some drinks from the fridge.

- [Sam] How well do you know your wife, Mr. Woodrow?

- I know her very well.

- So you'd know, for instance,

when your wife had been drinking?

- [Lance] I don't know what you mean by drinking.

- [Sam] Well enough so that she'd completely

forget what she'd been doing, for instance.

- Well I suppose so.

Yes.

- I imagine you would.

It sounds pretty drunk, doesn't it?

Now you said earlier that when you saw

your wife at about 7 o'clock that evening,

that she seemed her normal self.

- That's right.

- Her normal self.

Not that she was so drunk that she'd

be unable to remember things that happened.

(courtroom murmuring)

(knocking)

Come in.

- Sam!

- Tom.

Come in.

- [Tom] Thank you.

- What can I do for you?

It's going rather well, I think.

- Yes, yes it is.

Lance Woodrow's assistant,

Felicity I think her name is, did I see her

having a word with your solicitor?

- Yes, you did.

I think she's quite a clever girl.

Her has eye on being the next

Mrs. Woodrow is my guess.

- And did she suggest that you ask those questions,

you know, about whether Lance would have

noticed if his wife had been drinking or not?

- Yes, she did.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- They say it's a no fault divorce.

But if she's a convicted murderer,

it's bound to have an effect.

- Well she can't claim any expenses in Holloway, can she?

(chuckling)

- That's right.

(doorbell ringing)

Not today, thank you!

(doorbell ringing)

That's Barnaby.

We're gonna have to answer it.

Sorry, babe.

Try to look business like.

- Mr. Barnaby.

I'm afraid Mr. Woodrow's a little bit busy at the moment.

- Miss Winter.

You're dripping.

- I had a little shower.

- Anyway, it's you we actually want to speak to.

May we?

Thank you.

- Me?

Why?

- Just a couple of questions we wanted to know.

Felicity, why do you think Lance Woodrow

asked you to suggest to the prosecution lawyers

a line of questioning about his wife's drinking?

- I...

Don't know.

- So he did ask you to do it then?

We'd like to talk to Mr. Woodrow now please.

- So much for the supportive husband.

- Jones, this table.

I've seen one like this before.

If not this one, one exactly like it.

- Chief Inspector.

- Mr. Woodrow.

Did Felicity mention why we're here?

- To be honest, I feel a bit

awkward about the whole thing.

- So why did you encourage the prosecution

to ask about your wife's drinking?

- Well it breaks my heart to say this, but I've

begun to have doubts about my wife's innocence.

What could I do, you know?

- So you're saying it was in the interests of justice?

Yes, well thank you, thank you for that.

On a completely different subject,

this table, I couldn't help but notice.

It's a beautiful piece isn't it?

- You have a good eye, Chief Inspector.

- Where'd you get it?

- Jamie Cramner.

Serious quality.

1870...

- Five.

- Five.

Yeah, carved walnut.

Cost a bit.

- Jeez, I bet it did.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

I know where I've seen that table before.

And the vases.

(car unlocking)

(tense atmosphere music)

(knocking)

- Mrs. Beverley?

- Who is it?

- It's Tom Barnaby and DC Jones.

May we come in?

- Oh yes.

Yes of course.

Come in.

Come in, I'm in the bedroom.

- It hadn't registered before.

All the antiques she had in her old house.

They've gone.

(knocking)

- Oh.

I've had a bit of a funny twinge.

Doctor said I have to stay in bed.

Angina.

The old pearly gates are on the horizon, I'm afraid.

But then I never thought I'd get this far.

What can I do for you?

- I'm sorry if this appears an odd question,

but you know that lovely furniture

you had at the old house?

May I ask what happened to it?

- Jamie handled all that. - Oh that was nice of him.

He got you the other stuff, did he?

- Yes, that's right.

It's much more practical here.

Much easier.

- May I ask what the financial arrangements were?

- He didn't charge me a thing.

He was very helpful with everything.

The house sale, everything.

- He handled the house sale as well, did he?

- I'm not really supposed to talk about it, but yes.

- Yes, he did mention that when he heard you wanted

to move he spoke to you about buying it, yes.

- Well that's right.

Cut out the middle man.

- So you didn't use an estate agent at all?

- We avoided all that agent fee nonsense.

He got the valuation from a friend

of his who was in the business.

Jamie's the son of my oldest friends.

There's no problem there.

Now you won't mention this to anyone?

- Well no, of course not, not if you don't want us to.

- The capital appreciation tax

and the multiple stamp duty issues.

Avoided it all.

- So what did he value the house at?

- 310,000 pounds.

We bought it for 85.

- Did you, by any chance, mention any

of this to Frances Trevelyan?

- Well yes I did.

She promised not to mention it to anyone else.

How do you know?

- Can you remember when exactly

you mentioned it to her, to Mrs. Trevelyan?

- It must have been...

It was on the last occasion when I saw her.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

Would you excuse us for a couple of minutes?

That's 150 grand less than what it was actually worth.

At least that.

Then there's the furniture and the antiques on top of that.

The old lady has been seriously robbed.

- A bit of a coincidence Frances Trevelyan

hearing about it the day she died.

- She must have been appalled by them.

And she'd definitely confront Jamie about it.

- You think she asked him over to her house that evening?

- Well if she did, and he went,

it means that Jamie's alibi is false.

And his old friend Mark Thomas was lying for him.

- That reporter.

He was asking me what I was doing in court.

I thought he was sniffing about for a story.

Maybe he was getting twitchy.

You don't think he was an accomplice?

- That's unlikely.

I don't think that the murder was premeditated.

More likely he was helping out an old friend.

Streuth, I mean, I interviewed them

both after Annie was in custody.

She was the prime suspect.

Not them.

Everybody knew that. I was just looking for additional

evidence to bring against her.

- On the other hand, Mark Thomas

could know exactly what happened

and be deliberately protecting his mate.

Maybe he was involved in the scam.

Maybe he was getting a share of the profits.

- We don't want to reveal everything we know, do we?

If he's that involved with Jamie.

Still, it's worth dipping a toe in the water.

Mrs. Beverley, did Frances Trevelyan

ever say anything about discussing

the house sale with Jamie Cramner?

- You're suggesting Jamie was diddling me.

- Mrs. Beverley, those things you mentioned

Jamie talking about: "capital appreciation tax,

multiple stamp duties," it's gobbledygook.

- That's your considered opinion, is it, Sergeant?

- Constable.

Look, there was no good reason

for you not to talk about the price.

He just didn't want anyone telling you

how much it was really worth.

- His parents are my closest friends.

- It's all right, Mrs. Beverley.

Let's leave it.

- And why are you asking if Frances spoke to him?

- We're not sure.

- You know, he asked me not to mention it again

when he gave me a lift to court.

Now why would he do that?

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Mr. Barnaby.

- I'm sorry to bother you.

Got a minute?

- I'm a bit busy actually, the court case.

- Oh yes, of course, of course.

I just wanna double check something.

You know we've got to follow things up.

We've heard a rumour that Jamie Cramner

might have had a bit of a falling out

with Frances Trevelyan over something.

Mean anything?

- A falling out?

- Yeah, just before she died.

Do you know anything about that?

- I'm sorry, does this have something

to do with me, or are you suggesting

that it's newsworthy in some way?

Because I don't understand.

- So you didn't hear anything about that?

- No.

- Oh, okay.

Thank you.

Sorry to bother you.

Carry on.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Mark Thomas.

My angel.

Come on, darling.

Good boy.

- Mark?

- Well he's not telling me anything.

For whatever reason.

Ah, but he's talking to somebody.

How's Mrs. B?

- She wanted whiskey,

but I persuaded her to go for tea.

She wants to talk to you.

- You manage to get a hold of the estate agent?

- Very interesting news there.

She could give a very accurate estimate

because they did a survey on the house

shortly after Jamie had taken possession.

He wanted some renovations done.

She reckons at least 140 grand more.

And there's another thing.

Jamie's putting the house back on the market

and he wants the agents to value it.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- I gave him his coat.

I saw him out.

But Frances and the girls are still

here and he's definitely gone.

He was in rather a funny mood actually.

He said something about as a "dull provincial

"corn merchant" he felt rather out of place.

Well somebody must have said something.

Ah, Lance.

- [Annie VO] I have no interest in him whatsoever.

Why would I be interested in a dull

provincial corn merchant for god's sake?

- Now I'm concerned about this.

About Mrs. Beverley.

He may try to get to her.

She was safe as long as she was

a vital witness against Annie.

Now she's a liability.

This place is totally insecure.

We're gonna have to persuade her to move somewhere else.

A safe house, a nursing home, somewhere like that.

- Should be interesting.

- Out of the question.

- It's just temporary.

I can talk to the doctor.

- I'm going nowhere.

Mr. Barnaby, do you really believe Jamie is the murderer?

How are you going to expose him?

- Well that's why I want to move you.

Because I think it'll take a little time.

- Why, if you're sure it's him?

- Mrs. Beverley, charming a trusting lady

out of lots of money may be thoroughly

reprehensible and dishonest,

but it is not an offence as such.

And as yet we have no solid evidence

linking him to the murder.

As I say, it'll take time.

- But you don't have time.

Annie Woodrow is about to be convicted for the murder.

How do you intend to get the evidence?

Do you really think there's a chance

Jamie might try to do me in?

- Oh don't you worry about that, Mrs. Beverley.

I'll warn him off.

- Maybe you shouldn't.

If he were caught trying to murder me,

you might be able to get a confession out of him.

- Oh, now I think that's really out of the question.

- I think that's my decision, isn't it?

If I decide to stay here,

there's nothing you can do about it.

- We seem to be skirting around a major obstacle here.

If we're going to get him for your attempted murder,

he's going to have to try to kill you.

- Yes.

But you'll stop him.

One of you can hide in the cupboard

and jump out at the last minute.

- Yeah, but there are lots of ways in which

he might try to kill you, Mrs. Beverley.

And we might not be able to stop him in time.

I mean a knife, a bang over the head.

I really do think--

- Oh no, he'll definitely want to smother me.

Look, I'm expected to kick the bucket

at any moment and Jamie knows that.

If he smothers me, it would look like natural causes.

He'd have every chance of getting away with it.

Why stab me, for heaven's sake?

Of course he won't.

And when he tries to smother me,

there'll be plenty of time to stop him.

- But if Jones is hiding in the cupboard,

how will he know when to jump out and save you?

- Could you open that top drawer for me a moment please?

That's the one.

Now can you pass me that can thing with the horn?

Thank you.

(loud foghorn blaring)

That'll be the sign.

It's my evidence that's put Annie in the dock.

And your handiwork.

We have to do something.

- This is not a good idea.

- Of course, he may need a little

jolt to spur him into action.

Nothing too obvious.

- What had you in mind?

- [Joan] You're up for it then?

(clock tower ringing)

(dramatic atmosphere music)

- Is that Jamie Cramner?

- Yes, that's him.

(phone ringing)

Is that Jamie's phone?

- It is.

He's on his way out.

- I hope this works.

- Hello?

- I just had a call from Mrs. Beverley.

She said that she'd heard that we were moving

and she was asking what the asking price was.

Jamie?

- Well what did you tell her?

- I didn't tell her anything.

I just said that it was early days

and that you were dealing with it.

She wants you to call her.

What's going on, Jamie?

- [Clerk] Court rise!

(gavel banging)

- Are you going to fit?

- Dr. Plunkett, in your capacity

as a clinical psychiatrist, would you describe

the defendant as an obsessive delusional character?

- No.

I would say she is essentially a level-headed woman

who was perhaps not totally satisfied with her life.

But then of course that's true of many of us.

- Had you ever seen Annie Woodrow

in the company of John Trevelyan?

- On several occasions.

- Would you say she was attracted to John Trevelyan?

- Very much so.

It was just one of those unfortunate things.

Both being married and he being

the husband of her old school friend.

They both must have felt that any intimate

relationship between them would be doomed.

- Are you saying that in your opinion

John Trevelyan was attracted to Annie as well?

- I'm sorry, relevance?

- Your Honour, I'm trying to establish whether

this was an obsessive stalking situation,

or an unfortunate mutual attraction.

- Go on.

- Dr. Plunkett?

- There's no question in my mind

that it was a mutual attraction.

There was an occasion, I remember,

at a charity fundraiser, a dinner dance,

when Annie and John were sitting opposite each other.

And I happened to observe at close hand what was going on.

They both tried desperately to disguise

what they were feeling, but there was

so much electricity in the air

between them they could hardly breathe,

let alone talk, and Annie and John

are both normally such chatty people.

Before Frances's death anyway.

- You think they were in love with each other?

- Embryonically.

- But what you're saying is that you wouldn't

have expected either of them to have acted on it

because they valued their martial vows, they were

concerned about the fallout with John's family,

and the hurt it would cause their partners.

- [Prudence] Yes.

- The frame of mind and motives you're ascribing

to the defendant are those of a very moral person.

It doesn't sound like the sort of person

who would be capable of the kind of premeditated

murder Annie has been accused of.

- I would agree.

- But there's a problem with your analysis, isn't there?

This so called moral person has

changed her story several times.

Let's not mince words, she has lied.

Can you explain how someone who has

persistently lied under police questioning

can be described as a moral person?

- Speculation!

- No, Your Honour, I'm simply asking

a clinical psychiatrist, as an expert witness,

to give her opinion as to why

the defendant did not tell the truth.

It is relevant to the jury's

impression of guilt or otherwise.

- Dr. Plunkett, how much weight

do you think we should give to the opinion

of a clinical psychiatrist in a matter such as this?

- [Prudence] I don't think it's for me to say, Your Honour.

But it's more educated guesswork

than complex psychiatric theory.

Just old-fashioned common sense

based on my knowledge of the situation.

- Tread carefully.

- Why do you think the defendant lied to the police?

- I think Annie lied because the truth

was just too embarrassing for her.

She mentioned to me when last I saw her,

about a week before Frances's death, she was

going to be spending more time in London.

She said she wouldn't be able to commit

so much time to the charity in future,

but it was clear she'd be giving it up entirely.

I was surprised because I knew

how fulfilling Annie found the work.

I suspected it was because of how she felt

about John Trevelyan, and how difficult

she found seeing him so often.

I asked her if that was the case.

She denied it.

She said she had no feeling for him whatsoever.

In fact I remember she was actually quite rude about him.

The classic defence mechanism

of the totally and utterly smitten.

- I think he's left the building. He may be on his way.

- Thanks, sir.

Stand by everyone.

- Why do you think Annie Woodrow

went to the Trevelyans' that evening?

- I think she wanted to say something

to John before she left.

Maybe something had happened between them,

I don't know, but I think

she was hoping to find him alone.

The garage doors were probably shut,

so she couldn't see whose cars were there.

She saw a kitchen light was on

and that there was movement inside.

She tried to see who it was through

the gap in the curtains, hence the footprints.

My guess is she saw that Frances was in on her own,

which was not what Annie wanted, so she went home.

If Annie had told the police she wanted

to talk to John on his own, it might,

however unjustly, have implied

his involvement in some kind of affair.

And I don't think she could bear that.

(courtroom muttering)

- Anything happening?

- [Policeman] Negative.

- Tell me, Dr. Plunkett, have you ever

been proved wrong in your analysis

of a problem or human behaviour?

- Of course.

- [Sam] So you are fallible.

We can't take what you say as gospel.

- As I made clear, what I described is just an opinion.

- And we've heard other accounts of the defendant's

behaviour and very different interpretations.

Were they all wrong?

- I've tried to be professionally objective,

but I accept there is always some bias.

- The question is how much?

I'd like to turn now to your imaginative story

of what "might" have happened that evening.

- [Policeman] I see one male approaching.

- A version that not even the defendant has come up with.

But then who knows?

Perhaps she'll change her story yet again.

But courts of law deal with evidence.

Not fanciful speculation

invented by friends of the accused.

So can you tell the court if there is

one single piece of evidence, solid evidence,

to back up your extraordinary version of events?

- Who's there?

Who is it?

(tense atmosphere music)

(sighing)

Why didn't you say who you were?

You gave me a terrible shock.

- You wanted to see me?

- You're selling the house.

- We're exploring various possibilities.

- Jamie, I know what the asking price is.

It's a lot more than you paid me.

- It's gone up in value.

- I found out exactly what a fair price

would have been for it 10 months ago.

You've short-changed me by 140,000 pounds.

- You were perfectly happy with the price at the time.

- Well I trusted you.

140,000 pounds, that's what I want.

You'd be in serious trouble if I went to the police.

And if you don't give it to me,

that's exactly what I'll do.

- I don't know.

You try to help someone out and this is where it gets you.

You agreed to price and that's it.

Done and dusted.

You want to tell the police or anyone else, go ahead.

Do your worst.

- Jamie!

(tense atmosphere music)

- What's happening?

- [Policeman] Target is sitting in his car.

- [Ben] Well what's he doing?

- [Policeman] He's just sitting there.

Hang on.

He's getting out of the car again.

He's coming back towards the house.

- I'm cutting radio.

Okay, this is it.

(door opening)

(footsteps approaching)

(loud foghorn blaring)

(violent struggling)

(suspenseful atmosphere music)

(phone ringing)

- Yes?

Oh.

Good god, has he?

No, I appreciate that.

I'll pass that on.

Thank you.

(phone ringing)

Yes?

Thank god for that.

- I thought Constable Jones took

his time getting out of the cupboard.

But I think I'll survive.

- It's actually Sergeant Jones now.

Just got the news.

Congratulations.

- Well done, Sergeant.

- You know, if that little operation hadn't gone right,

you could've kissed goodbye to sergeant

and they'd have retired me on medical grounds.

We'll be back to the station in about half an hour.

With, we hope, another one.

Just bang him up until we get there, okay?

- What do you think happened that evening?

- Well my guess is that Jamie Cramner arrived

at the Trevelyans' house just after Annie had left.

Frances let him in.

She was expecting him.

I think that she wanted to give him an ultimatum.

Either he cancelled the arrangement

with Mrs. Beverley and the house

was sold through neutral estate agents,

or she'd tell the whole world what he'd been up to.

(dramatic atmosphere music)

I think she phoned Mrs. Beverley because

she wanted to see him cancel the arrangement

there and then, but instead...

He killed her.

- [Joan] Who's there?

Who is it?

- [Tom] And then calmly disconnected the phone.

- It appears that someone else has now

confessed to the murder of Frances Trevelyan.

(gasping) (muttering)

In the circumstances, the prosecution have decided

to drop all charges against the defendant.

Mrs. Woodrow.

You are free to go.

(gavel banging)

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- My guess is he thought he was nothing more than

just helping his old mate out of a sticky situation.

- Well he'll learn differently now.

(applauding)

- Oh wow!

Fantastic!

Didn't I tell you all she was innocent?

This is a great day for justice!

Come on, babe. I've got a car around the corner.

Let's get you home.

- I think you and I both know that won't be happening.

- Of course!

You want to celebrate with your legal team.

I understand, of course.

Call me, yeah?

Nice one!

Nice one!

- So what'll you do now?

- I don't really know.

- I'm so sorry.

- You have nothing to be sorry about.

- Oh, I think I do.

You were very good to me after...

Then when you needed help...

- You had your family to think about and everything else.

- Could we talk?

Please, I'd just like to try and...

- Okay.

- Nice one, dad.

- Oh, thank you.

- Cutting it a bit fine of course.

I thought you were really impressive too.

- It wouldn't have made any difference

without your dad's input.

- Oh, I'm not too sure about that.

Now look, I've gotta get going,

got some processing to do.

You all right for getting home?

- Oh yeah, sure.

Don't worry about me, dad.

- And thank you.

Thank you for everything.

- Bye, Tom.

Love's a funny thing.

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