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Nothing I've heard makes me think
for a moment that it's possible.

- I know Mr Finn.
- He is said to have been angry.

One may be angry without killing another.

Everything I know about Mr Finn
tells me he could not have done this.

But clearly, there is a case
which must be answered.

And answered very soon.

We cannot afford to be accused
of protecting Mr Finn

merely because he sits in Parliament.

Indeed, that very fact makes it imperative

the whole thing be tried
and settled as swifily as possible.

Justice must be seen to be done.

Duke, I agree, but...

No news, I'm afraid, Prime Minister,
or rather, none for our comfort.

With respect, Prime Minister.

Mr Monk, this second suspect, what is he,
this Reverend Mr Emilius so-called?

His motive for killing Bonteen
was 100 times stronger than Finn's.

Surely? Bonteen was well on the way
to proving he had committed bigamy.

Emilius has been closely questioned

and he insists that he was in bed all that night
in the lodging house of a Mrs Meager

near the Fleet.

Mrs Meager confirms his story.

So, the police have had to release him.

So there is no proof against Mr Emilius,
but, equally, none against Finn.

There is Fawn's evidence about the coat

The man he saw running
towards the passage

was wearing
just such a coat as Finn's.

- There must be hundreds similar.
- But not worn by men who hated Bonteen.

And whose advancement
Bonteen was blocking.

Gentlemen, I would as soon suspect
my own wife as Phineas Finn.

You're putting your opinion
of the man before the facts.

- I am not sure that we yet know the facts.
- As far they go.

Unless they can be upset, I fear
they would be conclusive to me on a jury.

This affair cannot be allowed to drag on.
Mr Finn has been remanded in custody twice.

- Remanded for lack of evidence.
- For fear of displeasing us.

I suggest that word
be passed to the magistrate

that delay is no longer
in Mr Finn's interest or in ours.

That is, if in the magistrates' honest opinion,

there is enough to send Mr Finn for trial.

I fear there is enough for that

There is no doubt about it.

Yet I feel as convinced of Finn's innocence
as I do of my own.

Planty had brought some more news,
so of course, I sent for you at once.

There is new evidence?
They have released Mr Finn?

I'm afraid not, Marie.

But of course Emilius did it.

Yes, of course he did, but all the
evidence goes to show he didn't.

You see, he was in bed at the time,
the door of the lodgings was locked,

and he didn't have a key
because he'd lent it to his landlady.

But even lodgings such as his have windows.

And all the windows
in this case were barred.

Phineas Finn...

suspected of murder...

It is not possible.

Glencora!

You know the man. He is an angel.

Oh, Phineas! Oh, my God!

Please, Marie, you must be calm.

I'm only trying to tell you
what is being said.

I will never believe it. Never.

No, no more will I.

But, Glencora, if they believe it,
what will they do to him?

Glencora.

Madame Goesler.

I have to tell you this.

The next time Mr Finn comes
before the magistrate,

there is every reason to think
he will be committed for trial.

And so the question for all of us
is what shall be done now?

Well, in the first place,

money must be found to get him
the best barristers in London.

His friends will see to that

You may rely on me for any
money that is needed, Mr Monk.

- Send round the world for evidence.
- What good can come of that?

For example, there is the matter
of that key.

He lent it to his landlady.

But why not have it copied beforehand
and have itt copied in Prague?

Madam, we must be practical.

I suggest we leave all this about
evidence to the lawyers.

One thing more.

- Can we see him?
- He has visitors enough, Madame Max

- But has any lady been to see him?
- Not to my knowledge.

Then it's time some lady should do so.

If it would comfort him to see us,
why should he not have that comfort?

Madam, if you wish to visit
Mr Finn in prison,

you should do it through the
instrumentality of your husband, the Duke.

It is difficutt. As a member
of Her Majesty's Government,

I would rather you did not.

Mr Monk! You will remember at any rate
what I said about the money.

If it will help to send to Prague,
or anywhere in the world for evidence,

then no cost is too great

I will tell the lawyers. Of course.

Glencora, if they will send nobody to Prague,

then I will go myself.

It will kill her if this goes against him.

Kill her.

My dear, without the law,
we are nothing.

If the law demands a trial,
then a trial there must be.

Phineas Finn, having regard
to all the evidence now before me,

I do hereby commit you for trial

in the Central Criminal Court
on a charge of murder.

What happened, Oswald?

Phineas Finn must go to trial
before a jury.

For the murder of mr Bonteen.

- Oh, no!
- I fear it is so.

There is one small consolation.

'They will bring on the trial
as soon as they can.

- They are determined to destroy him.
- They are not determined to destroy him.

- Don't be hard on her, Oswald.
- It has to go by the evidence.

But it was the Jew who did it, surely!

- It was not Phineas Finn.
- Then they'll find him innocent.

- He'll be fairly tried, Laura.
- There must be money for his defence.

Oswald has been with his friends, Laura.

- There will be money enough.
- What friends?

Whose money? He shall have all mine.
He must have it!

- You'll tell the lawyers.
- There'll be money enough.

- Whose?
- It need not concernes you. There is enough!

- I must see him.
- You must not see him.

- Why not I as well as you?
- You cannot understand why, Laura.

You must not see him
and you will not see him!

- Who will hinder me?
- If you put me to it, Laura,

I shall see that you are hindered.

Laura, it will make people think
things were true that were said.

What's that to me? I do love him.

I've always loved him.

Violet knows it as well as I do.

I shall love him to the end.
He's my life to me.

I'm sorry, Monk.
I can't give you a proper game.

Well... I must be going, Phineas.

I see the new books have arrived.

Beecham's Career? Hm.
I could never get on with Meredith.

The American Senator.
Oh, the old bore is still babbling on.

Good chance
to keep up with your reading.

Yes, while it is light I may read, Monk.

When it grows dark and I call for candles,

they say I may only have them
if I have a guard to sit with me.

Then you must have
guard and candles both.

And submit to being watched,
as a child or a madman is watched.

Look here, Monk.
During those first few weeks

when I was only being brought
before that magistrate,

I could bear this confinement

Have hope. Any day now, I thought...

some new evidence will be found
which will get me released.

And now, now that the police
are sure that I'm guilty,

they think me a murderer
and will send me for trial to the High Court.

Now is the time to show yourself a man.

A man? A man who is to stand calmly,
I suppose,

while they put the noose around his neck?

God in his mercy forbid!

- Not in his mercy, in his justice!
- I am sure you are innocent.

We all are.

How will it be with me if Lord Fawn
keeps on with this story of a coat?

Blundering fool will swear my life away.

They have never yet hanged
a man who was innocent, Phineas.

So they would have us believe.

So you must believe!

So be quiet now, Phineas. And rest.

Oh! Adelaide.

- You look very busy, cousin.
- Yes, I'm just tidying out my box

- Being reminded of the past.
- It's a little tattered.

Yes, when I was 18,
it used to be read very often.

Ah, then it must be a love letter.

'I love you with all my heart
and beg you to come away with me.

If I am wrong in thinking you love me,
I would not for worlds insult you by my presence.

If you love me still, I will ask you to
throw aside that fictitious marriage

you were forced into
and give yourself to me

whom you should regard as your husband.'

- Poor Mr Palliser.
- No, indeed not!

I've not had Planty for an hour out of my heart
since I grew to love him.

I wonder if he feels the same for me.

Oh, Adelaide, are you not riding
this afternoon?

No, cousin Glenoora. This afternoon
I have made a different kind of engagement.

- What kind of engagement?
- With Gerard Maule, to marry him!

- To get married this afternoon?
- Of course not!

I mean that this afternoon,
he has proposed and I have accepted him.

- I'm engaged!
- Oh, Adelaide!

- However did you get him to propose?
- Well, that's just it.

He wanted to take me out riding as usual,

but I made him take me out walking instead.

It was clear to me
as long as I only met him on his horse,

I should never bring him to the point.

But how was it easier
once he was a pedestrian?

Because he's too lazy
to be a pedestrian for long.

He insisted on sitting down.

I see

- In the park?
- In the park.

- In the trees?
- In the trees.

- And then?
- Precisely.

- Precisely what?
- Precisely enough.

No less and no more, cousin Glencora,
to oblige him to propose to me.

Hey-ho, well!
Well, he's a nice enough man in his way.

But tell me, Adelaide, what are you
both going to do about money?

He's promised to look into that.
His father might do something.

His father might do almost anything
mentionable or unmentionable.

The one thing he can be relied upon not to do
is to produce money.

If you ask me, you'll be engaged to
Gerard Maule for the next 17 years.

Well, in that case, cousin Glenoora,

I shall just have to take him
for another walk in the park.

Chiltern! ls he still in London?

- Yes, Papa.
- I see little enough of him.

Yet he stays in this house.

He's very busy, Faiher,
arranging for the defence of Mr Finn.

- What's that to do with Chiltern?
- He sees about barristers and the money to pay.

Someone else's, I hope.
Chiltern has none to waste on a murderer.

Mr Finn is no murderer, Papa.

Then why are they going
to all this trouble to try him?

They don't do that
unless they're pretty sure, you know.

I've always thought there was
something a bit fishy about Finn.

- Too pretty and polite to be true.

It comes from Loughlinter, Papa.
Mr Kennedy's dead.

Even my friends doubt me.

I've seen it in their eyes

Erie. Monk

Dolly Longstafls, when he came.

And Chiltern. Even Chiltern.

God!

Sweet Christ, O, God,

God and his lady mother bring me firth
from this place of darkness

Sweet lady in the meadow,
have pity for me.

Hail Mary, full of Grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

- We've been with the lawyers.
- About Phineas?

- No, not about Phineas.
- About your late husbands will.

The will was made out
when you first married Mr Kennedy.

Although the man is an absolute wretch,
he did make a very sensible will.

It says, of course, you are to have
all your own money back.

It also says you are to have Loughlinter

and the use and revenues of all the estates
for as long as you shall live.

What can I do with Loughlinter?
I came to hate the place.

Except for one little tower.

No, give it back to them.

- You can't do that
- Can I not?

Well, then. I shall have more now
if he should need it.

I told you before, Laura,
there is enough for Finn's defence. Enough!

Madame Goesler,
that rich woman from Vienna,

she has seen to that, Laura.

Madame Goesler.

Tell me, Oswald.

Has Madame Goesler been to see him
in prison?

No woman has been to see him in prison.

Then, by heaven, I shall go to him now.

- 'They won't let you in.
- You may be very sure of that.

And you may be sure I shall gain admittance
if I have to grovel at the Governor's feet!

Laura...

Lady Laura, is it really you?

Oh, Phineas, of all my troubles, this,
to see you here, is the heaviest.

And of all my oonsolations,
to see you here is the greatest.

I did not expect
that you would come to me in here.

My father and Chiltern forbade it
but I persuaded Barrington.

I gave him no rest till he arranged it.

But I would not let him
come up to your room with me.

I could not have spoken to you
had he been here, could I?

No, it would not have been
the same, Lady Laura.

And indeed,
what can be wrong with my coming?

Now I'm a widow,
I may do very much as I please.

I wish I knew what to say to you
about Mr Kennedy's death.

You need say nothing, Phineas.

Guilt, and there is guillt,
must be mine and borne by me.

You have heard of his will?

- He has not injured you about money?
- Oh, no, indeed.

I'm a rich woman. Very rich.

Another reason for my remorse, Phineas.

Loughlinter is mine for my lifetime.

But of what use can Loughlinter be to me?

Phineas, you can't really be in danger.

- In the greatest danger, I fancy.
- You mean they'll say you're guilty?

The police believe it.

The magistrate musf have believed it
to have committed me.

And I have seen men
who have known me for a long time...

...and they believe it.

Mr Monk is here very often.

Does he believe it?

He has always told me no
but I have never quite trusted him as he said it.

What do I believe, Phineas?

Can you read my thoughts?

I think... I think you really do
believe in my innocence.

I can't be sure.

I can't be sure of anything any more.

But your eyes seem to say that you know
I could not have done this.

Because I love you, Phineas.

- Good evening, Phineas.
- Barlington.

I am sorry, Laura,
it is time for us to leave.

You may leave when you wish, Barlington.

- I can take myself home.
- Time for us both to leave, Laura.

Good night, old fellow.
I'll see you again before long.

Good night, Barrington.
Good night, Lady Laura.

- Good night.
- I shall never forget your coming here.

How should we either of us forget it?

Come, Laura.
Let us make an end of it.

- If l should never see him again!
- Of course you will!

Where? When? If they should kill you...!

Laura! You're not helping Phineas!

How should he support himself
if you behave like this? Come!

Now, let us be quite clear about this,
Mrs Meager.

Mr Emilius lodged with you some time
back until after the murder

but you are sure
he was back before the murder?

Yes, ma'am, that is quite true.

Now, we know he went to Prague

and that he was back some time
before the murder happened.

Yes, ma'am. Back in the best room
at six-and-eight a week.

Now, Mrs Meager, I want you
to think very carefully about this.

Was there anything at all odd
in Mr Emilius's behaviour?

Anything before he went to Prague
or after he came back?

Odd?

Anything he may have said.

Something in his room.

Something you may have seen in his room.

Well, ma'am, there was just...

one thing.

When he went away
to that foreign part what you said,

- he took his key with him.
- Oh?

Which he hadn't got no right,

seeing as how he wasn't paying
for his room while he were gone.

- Perhaps he was just forgetful.
- That's what he said later.

He wasn't usually forgetful.

Anyways, there was me and the front attic

and everybody else in the house
with just the one key between us all!

That's why I remember it so particular.

- So you only had the two keys?
- Yes, ma'am.

And Mr Emilius had run off wilh the one,

so there was the whole pack of us fighting
over the other until Mr Emilius gets back

and says he's ever so sorry
in his best religious voice

but he'd forget and left it in his drawer.

- But he hadn't?
- No, ma'am.

In our line, we is obliged to know
about their drawers.

So, he musf have had it on him all the time.

Poor Mrs Meager.

What a very difficutt life you must have.

Now, can you remember anything else
about Mr Emilius?

Well...

There...
Not exactly about him, ma'am.

But there has been some talk about a coat.

- Indeed there has?
- Well, ma'am.

My husband, Mr Meager, he's not here often
but he does fit in and out.

Well, it just so happened he fitted
in on the day before the murder.

And when he fitted in, see,
he was wearing this coat.

- What coat?
- That coat there's been talk about.

The grey, sporty son of coat

- Have you told this to the police?
- No, ma'am.

In our parts, we is not overly keen on
talking with the police.

Well, never mind, Mrs Meager.

- What happened to the coat?
- It spent the night in my house,

along with Mr Meager,
a gallon of porter and a bottle of Dutch gin.

So, Mr Emilius could have borrowed the coat
while Mr Meager refreshed himself.

And him none the wiser, fitthy sot!

Where is it now?

Oh, well, that's hard to say, ma'am.

Now the summer's really coming,
I pawned it for sure.

But it was definitely in the house
on the night of the murder?

Yes, ma'am, I saw it on the sofa
before I went to bed.

Now, Mrs Meager, send for your husband.

Find out where he pawned it,
redeem it at once, take it to that address.

- Not the police, ma'am, I hope.
- No, no.

A nice, kind gentleman who is my solicitor.

And who will show himself to be
most grateful.

Mrs Bonteen, dear, have you seen this?

There's been a move to delay the trial.

Delay it?
They need not even hold it.

They should hang Phineas Finn tomorrow.

But there is new evidence,
something about a ooat.

Phineas Finn's coat
They know all about that

No, it's another coat.

But they don't seem to have found it yet.

And the authorities have agreed
to this delay?

No... The Lord Chief Justice says

that if such a coat exists
and is to be found,

there is plenty of time
before the trial is due.

Far too much time
before the trial is due.

Oh, why have they been so slow
to revenge my darling?

Mr Lovibond, the lawyer, is here, ma'am.

Oh, show him up at once.

- Lady Eustace?
- Yes.

- We've found it all out.
- You've found what out?

- Am I free?
- Yes, ma'am, I think you will be.

Good afternoon, Mrs Bonteen.

You see, if we are to prove bigamy
against Mr Emilius,

we must first have the documents
to prove the former marriage,

also the woman, to identify Emilius
and to prove it was he who contracted with her.

The documents we now have.

They are just as Mr Bonteen
said they would be.

Good. on, good.

And what is more,

we have also brought back
Madame Mealyus.

english: Mrs Emilius in person.

No!

- Where is she?
- We have her safe in private.

I fear this will all cost a little money.

But now I shall be free!
He can claim nothing more from me ever.

And all owing to the efforts
of my own sweet darling.

Oh, alas, he is no longer here
for me to thank him.

Where is Yosef Mealyus?

Mr Emilius is in jail, ma'am,
awaiting trial for bigamy.

What is the maximum sentence for bigamy?

I should say five years hard labour.

Oh, you will have to give evidence
in person, I fear.

With pleasure.

But if Yosef Mealyus is proved a bigamist,

surely that will help Mr Finn at his trial.

- Indeed?
- Help Finn?

Yosef Mealyus had
a very strong motive for murder.

Phineas Finn's motive
was proved from the start.

But Yosef Mealyus knew that Mr Bonteen
would prove him a bigamist

and that he faced
a five-year jail sentence!

I mean, it's obvious
that Mr Emilius was the mur...

I think we have to remember

that none of the evidence, as to fact,
has yet altered in the slightest.

Now, both men had motives,
but the facts, the physical facts,

that incriminate Mr Finn
and apparently exculpe Mr Emilius

are exactly what they always were.

You would not wish, Lady Eustace,
to be married to a murderer?

- I'm not married to him.
- But you took him, did you not?

Yes...

I'd be happy to see him hang.

Good afternoon, ladies.

It is better, Lady Eustace,
that we should not be together.

But, Mrs Bonteen, dear.

You must leave this house.

Well, I can go, of course.

I just thought it would be
more convenient if we...

Well... You know best.

Mrs Bonteen,
should you ever need a friend...

There.

- You mean you are going to go to Prague?
- Tomorrow.

Since they refuse to delay the trial,
there is no time to be lost.

I only hope you can prove something
by going.

- The lawyers are very doubtful.
- That is because they are lawyers.

They cannot see
what is under their noses.

They see that Mr Emilius could not possibly
have got in or out of that house.

Unless he had a key. Glencora!

The more I think of it,
the more positive I am

that he must've had that key
copied in Prague.

He took a key there with him
though he denied it to Mrs Meager.

So why would he not have it copied?
That's what I would've done in his place.

Marie, you have a criminal mind.

I hope so, Glencora.
For I hope to be right

For if I find that Emilius had another key,

then that second coat is more important.

For if he had a key
and a grey, sporty overcoat...

Yes! Well, Marie,
it's very grand of you to go.

And good luck.

Thank you.

I think, with respect, Mr Prime Minister,

a postponement
of Finn's trial might be in order.

- This new evidence...
- If it be there, let them find it.

There shall be no postponement.
This affair must be settled, and soon.

It certainly must be, Prime Minister,
but not with undue haste in procedure.

There has been no undue haste.
On the contrary, there has already been undue delay.

There must be no more of it.

This new evidence might have serious bearing.

If every trial was postponed
when there was a chance of new evidence,

no trial would ever take place.

A date has been fixed for this one
and it must be kept.

Unless some strong legal argument...

That must be all about it for now.

We cannot spend the whole day
discussing Phineas Finn.

There are other things who concern us.

We have, as always, money to concern us.

Yes, these import levies of the Chancellor's
have proved disastrous.

Everything at the Board of Trade
is in complete disorder

because Bonteen is no longer here.

He was the only one of my supporters
who understood anything of money.

If you will allow me, Prime Minister,
I am prepared to go to the Board

to see what l can do.

You could hardly go there officially.

Unofficially, Duke?

I'd feel closer to the Exchequer there
than I would anywhere else.

- I could go there, for a time.
- I am well aware of your abilities, Duke.

I don't know that trade will prove
to be your strong suit

but I would be most grateful for your help.

- You shall have what I can give.
- Thank you.

You realise, gentlemen,
that unless something be done,

and be shown to be done, and soon,
we may have to go to the country.

Cousin Glencora, Gerard says
that if we got married and ate all his horses,

we should have enough meat
to live on for a whole year.

Hm?

I have been thinking, Adelaide.

There is only one thing to do
if you want to marry before you're both 80.

- What?
- Maule Abbey.

You must go and live there in the country.
Pull that estate together.

It'll hardly pay Gerards debts

but even his income will extend
to rustic, wholesome provisions.

You know, tripe, cffltteflings,
and boiled bacon as a treat on Sundays.

But you said Maule Abbey is a wreck.

- It only has half a roof.
- That's the half you can live under!

Do you know, cousin Glencora,
I think you're right.

- Maule Abbey could be Gerard's making.
- You'll have to get his father to agree.

- The estate belongs to him.
- Maule Abbey. How grand that sounds!

Thank you, cousin Glencora.
You're a real conker. Sorry.

Good of you to come here,
Mr Chaffanbras. Very good indeed.

It doesn't do, do you see, for Mr Monk
to visit your chambers just now.

The press might suspect some special liaison,
or that the case was being arranged.

We know there will be none of that,
but your point is taken, Mr Monk.

Now! What can I do for you, gentlemen?

Mr Finn is very anxious to speak with you.

Oh, is he? Why?

For Gods sake, Chaffanbras,
you are his defending counsel.

Hate seeing a client before a trial.
What good can come of it?

- He wants to tell you his own story.
- I don't want to hear his own story.

I go by the evidence, with which I have
taken great pains to acquaint mysetf.

- Monk.
- What good would his story do me?

Either he would say
that he didn't murder the man.

- Which is what he will say.
- Which is no evidence whatever.

Or he'll say he did do the murder,
which will cripple me altogether.

He won't say that, Mr Chalfanbraas.

There's no knowing what he'll say.

- No point in hearing it.
- His manner of saying might help you.

If shall be do, that is because
I am unfit for my business.

I go by the evidence. What a client says
or even swears proves nothing...

unless he confesses his guilt,

in which case he need hardly waste his money
on my services.

However, I shall see him, as he asks it.

Let us say half past ten tomorrow.

The trouble is this, although they have
now as good as proved bigamy against Emilius,

that does no more than confirm a motive
which we knew about anyway,

hasn't brought anyone nearer
to proving that he did this murder.

Or that you did not.

The facts are still against me, then?

Yes, but more circumstance
than fact, Mr Finn.

Time, place, possession
of that life preserver.

As you know, a jury is always
reluctant to convict on circumstance.

I shall make the most of that,
you may be sure.

Mr Chalfanbras, there is one special thing
I want you to do for me.

I do not desire merely
to be found not guilty.

I wish you to make men believe
that I am innocent of this crime.

Well, I trust that we may succeed
in making 12 men believe it.

I don't care a straw for the 12 men.

It is the world I wish you to convince.

That's a long order, Mr Finn.

I shall think the world well lost
if we may only win the jury.

My life will be worth nothing to me
unless you can convince the people,

the people, Mr Chalfanbraas,
that I am innocent.

Don't you worry about the people, Mr Finn,

I assure you, they ain't worth it.

You and I, we must settle for the jury.

If we can.

Put up Phineas Finn!

Put up Phineas Finn.

We should be more comfortable up on
the bench with the Lord Chief Justice.

So we would, my dear, if we were
well enough in with him to get invited.

Though they say the stink
even gets as far as that,

the stink being no respect of judges.

Oh, look, Oswald. Poor Phineas!

Prisoner at the bar,
if you wish to object to the persons

whose names I am about to call
to form the jury to try you,

you must do so as they severally come
to the book to be sworm.

Phineas Finn, you stand charged
before this Central Criminal Court

with committing a grievous felony

against the law and decree
of our sovereign lady, the Queen,

that is to say, murder,

in that you, at the time and place
designated in this charge,

did witfully and with malice aforethought
murder by beefing

one John Grimes Bonteen

to the great scandal of our sovereign lady,
the Queen, her crown and dignity.

But how say you, Phineas Finn,
are you guilty or not guilty

of the felony
whereof you stand charged?

I am not guilty...upon my honor.

Then your plea shall so be entered.

And so, gentlemen of the jury,

what the prosecution witnesses
will prove to you is this,

that Mr Finn had a longstanding quarrel
with Mr Bonteen,

who was barling his way to office.

And that Mr Finn and Mr Bonteen
had a violent altercation

on the night of the murder
in the Bear Garden club,

and that Mr Finn left the club
very shortly after Mr Bonteen,

and that he was carrying a loaded cudgel,

and that although Mr Finn turned off

and apparently took a route
different from Mr Bonteen's,

he could very easily
have doubled back on his tracks

and caught Mr Bonteen as he was going
through a passage known as Tumble Lane.

Now, Mr Monk, you were
with the accused man, Phineas Finn,

when he qurarrelled with mr. Bonteen
in the anteroom of the Bear Garden.

- Yes.
- In what state was Mr Finn then?

- He was bitterly angry.
- Violently angry, Mr Monk?

I said 'bitterly angry', Sir Gregory.

And what was the outcome
of that quarrel?

It was interrupted by the arrival
of His Royal Highness.

And very shortly afterwards,
both Mr Finn and Mr Bonteen left the club.

Well, yes, but Mr Finn left when he did
only because I persuaded him to.

Kindly confine yourself
to answering my questions, mr Monk.

Now, once again,
Mr Finn and Mr Bonteen

were forced to stop quarrelling by
the arrival of His Royal Highness?

Yes-

Whereupon Mr Bonteen
took up his hat and his cane

and Mr Finn took up his hat and his coat
and his bludgeon,

and both men left the club.

Mr Monk, why did Mr Finn leave
the Bear Garden club?

Because I persuaded him to,
wilh the help of Mr Erie.

We were afraid there might be
a disagreeable scene

in the presence of His Royal Highness.

You persuaded him to leave.
Had you not done so, he would have stayed.

- Yes.
- It is therefore untrue to say

that Mr Finn deliberately
followed Mr Bonteen.

It is. Mr Finn left when he did
only at my suggestion.

Thank you, Mr Monk.

Now, then, you have testified
during your examination-in-chief

that Mr Finn was very angry
as a result of this quarrel.

In which case, Mr Monk,
was it prudent to let him walk home alone?

I would have accompanied him
if I'd thought it was necessarry.

By the time Mr Finn reached the doors
of the club, he was very much cooler

and in total control of himself.

I see.
And then what happened?

- M Bonteen emerged.
- Which none of you had expected.

None of us had given any thought
to the departure of Mr Bonteen.

Which was as fortuitous as that of Mr Finn,

so that this meeting at the doors
of the club was pure coincidence.

- How did the two men react?
- They sensibly ignored each other.

And Mr Bonteen went his way.
What then?

Mr Finn took out his life preserver

and gave a humorous imitation
of clubbing a man.

- Humorous, Mr Monk?
- Humorous, Mr Chaffanbras.

- And then, Mr Monk?
- He laughed heartily,

made some joke about the performance,
put away his life preserver and went off.

- In the same direction as Mr Bonteen?
- Yes

- But only at first
- Then he did not follow Mr Bonteen?

No, Mr Finn took the left-hand folk

whereas Mr Bonteen continued down
the street towards the passage.

- You saw all his?
- We did.

- How long did you watch?
- Until Mr Finn was well out of sight

and Mr Bonteen was approaching
the passage.

And their courses were diverging further
with every second. Thank you.

Mr Monk, let us get one thing quite plain.

Whatever Mr Finn's reasons
may or may not have been

for departing when he did,

he did absolutely leave the club
shortly after Mr Bonteen?

He did, sir.

So, in that sense, at least
he was following Mr Bonteen.

He was, sir.

And just before he followed him,
he produced and brandished a cudgel?

He took out his life preserver
and swung it about as a joke.

Or as you yourself said
in answer to my learned friend,

he gave an imitation
of clubbing a man.

Not a joke in the best of taste, Mr Monk.

- A joke, nevertheless.
- An Irish joke, no doubt.

Let us hope for Mr Finn's sake
the jury find it funny.

Thank you, Mr Monk.

Call Superintendent Worth.

Superintendent Worth,
we have been told

that Mr Bonteen walked straight
from the steps of the club

down the main street and so into
the passage where he was found dead.

Could Mr Finn,
taking the route which he did

and leaving when he did,

have caught Mr Bonteen
while he was still in that passage?

Yes, sir, we have checked it 20 times.

Mr Finn was observed taking a turn to the left.

The members of the club watching him
went indoors 30 seconds aftewards

If Mr Finn had then run out
into the main street

and down to the passage,
he would certainly have caught Mr Bonteen.

Now, as to Lord Fawn.

He, our witnesses agree,

left the club just as Mr Finn
was taking his turn off to the left.

If Mr Finn had come back into
the main street as and when you suggest,

would he have been seen by Lord Fawn?

Almost certainly.

We shall, of course, be hearing
Lord Fawn's own account very shortly.

Meanwhile, we're hearing
Superintendent Worth's account,

the account of a man who was not present

but has since made measurements
and calculations.

Now, for those to be correct,
he must have known the speed

at which those concerned were walking.

- Right?
- As you say, sir.

Well, then, how fast
was Mr Bonteen walking?

If Mr Bonteen was walking
at a normal...

I want an answer, sir,
not an hypothesis!

The answer is, you don't know!

You weren't there, were you?

The normal walking pace of a man
of Mr Bonteen's age and build.

Mr Bonteen fiddlesticks.
It was 1 am. The man may have been tired.

Or drunk, for all we know.
Or too hot or too cold.

Or eager to see his wife.

Or not eager to see his wife.

Or eager to see somebody else's wife!

Mr Chaffanbras!

Pray stick with the point.

The point, my Lord, is this.

Superintendent Worth
can't tell us what happened.

He can only tell us
what might have happened

if Mr Bonteen had been walking
at a normal pace.

Ain't that so, Superintendent?

- Yes, sir, it is.
- Thank you for being so honest.

Now I'm going to ask you to be more honest still.

I'm going to ask you to admit that Mr Bonteen
could have been pursued and caught

by any man who was lurking in that area.

- Yes or no?
- Yes.

Then why pick on poor Mr Finn?

Because we'd received information
which indicated most strongly

that Mr Bonteen had indeed
been pursued by Mr Finn.

Information from Lord Fawn?

Well, we shall soon hear His Lordship
lell the tale for himself.

I saw a figure, sir, which hurried
out of the fork opposite me,

turned down the main street and then ran on
toward the passage at Tumble Lane.

And how was the figure dressed?

In a silk hat and a grey overcoat.

And dark trousers underneath the coat.

- Evening trousers?
- Oh...

- I cannot be sure as to that.
- The coat, you're sure it was grey?

Yes..

The figure passed under a street lamp.

And is this the coat, my Lord?

It certainly resembles it
in cut and in colour.

This coat, gentlemen, is certified
by Superintendent Worth

to be the one he found
in the chambers of the accused,

the one the accused admitted
he wore on the night of the murder.

That, my Lord, is not in dispute.

Lord Fawn. Did you see the figure's face?

No, the coat collar was turned up.

So that although the figure
passed under a street lamp,

- you could not identify him.
- No.

But later, when the police showed you
the coat which we have just seen,

you were able to tell them that it resembled
that which you saw on the figure.

Yes-

And this resemblance of coats
is all that you can swear to

by way of identification?

- It is.
- Now, my Lord.

Do you recognise this coat?

Come, Lord Fawn.

Well...

- It's grey.
- Lord Fawn, do you recognise this coat?

This one too is similar to the one
worn by the running figure.

In cut and in colour?

And it could have been
the one you saw under the lamp.

I suppose so.

But this coat, gentlemen of the jury,

is not the one worn on the night
of the killing, or not by Mr Finn.

This coat has already been exhibited.

Of this one, I may perchance
have more to say later.

Meanwhile, let me merely observe

there must be hundreds of grey coats
of sporting cut in London.

I myself passed four
on my way to court this morning.

Lord Fawn, you have said
in answer to my learned friend

that you could not identify
the running figure at the time you saw him.

No, no more I could.

But, Lord Fawn, when you saw
this figure under the gas lamp,

was not your curiosity aroused?

Your alarm, even?

After all, figures careering along
the street at one o'clock in the morning

are not usually pursuing pats of virtue.

I was surprised.

And suspicious at first.

But, you see, then I realised
that the figure was...

Well...

It was that of a gemleman,
so I ceased to trouble myself.

Oh, it was a gentleman, was it?

How did you know it was a gentleman
when you couldn't even see his face?

I simply thought that I had seen
the figure somewhere before.

- At social gatherings?
- Yes

At political gatherings, Lord Fawn?

I cannot be sure as to that.

But you were so far reassured by
something in the figure's appearance

that you ceased, as you say,
to trouble yourself.

Yes-

But you still did not know who it was.

Well... The figure was not
entirely strange to me.

And yet I just could not place it.

Let me suggest to you that the style

was that of a man
with whom you were acquainted

but not very well-acquainted.

- That is why the name did not come.
- Yes, I suppose that's it.

It was the style of a man you'd seen
about the place from time to time.

Yes, if you like.

The same sort of times and places you
would have seen, say, Phineas Finn?

- My Lord, I must object!
- If Your Lordship pleases,

I will withdraw that question
and put this one instead.

Lord Fawn, we know
that you could not name or identify

this figure you saw under the gas lamp.

But did you or did you not

recognise it as having the style of a man

who frequented
the same social circles as yourself?

I did so recognise it.

And this, of course, was before
they showed you Mr Finn's coat,

let alone told you whose it was.

I fear it's going against him.

But Barrington said there was
no evidence produced

- that wasn't purely circumstantial.
- That is true, Laura.

- But there is so much of it.
- If the judge directs them lightly...

No, my dear, the judge can only suggest
to the jury how to interpret the evidence.

Sir Gregory Grogram
can do that quite as powerfully.

- So can Mr Chaffanbras.
- Mr Chaffanbras will have his turn.

Is there nothing more
that we can do, Oswald?

All that money can do is being done, Laura.

I can bear witness as to his character.

The witness as to character
have long since been chosen.

And, of course, I am not to be among them.

Because I am not respectable.

Love, Oswald.
ls there nothing love can do?

Love, Laura...
had best hold its tongue!

Unless it be to pray.