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(ORGAN PLAYS # THE BEATLES: When I'm 64)

(MUSIC CONINUES)

What on earth's going on?

- What are you doing in here? - Er, playing the organ.

Just a bit of harmless music, old vic.

Not in this place!

Well, you did have ''Welcome to all'' written on the board outside!

Well, that's different.

You've no right to come in here, using the organ and jiving!

What's jiving?

It's monstrous!

Oh, all right, old vic, no need to get your gaiters in a twist.

We came in because it was raining.

Haven't you any place to go to?

Yeah, well, we're on our hols, aren't we? Camping on the beach.

Kindly leave, both of you, before I call the police!

Certainly. Nice to have met you, old vic, young vic!

- Come on, out! - All right.

Oh, er, by the way, your pipes could do with a clean.

Godless, grubby no-goods!

- Oh, I don't know. - (DOOR CLOSES)

hey're quite amusing.

- I just can't keep up! - Come on!

God!

- Oh! Aagh! - Come on, Sandi!

- Coming! - Let's go for a swim!

You've got to be joking. I'm not swimming.

- Anyway, I've never worn gaiters. - Maybe you should. hey might suit you!

(ICE CUBES RATTLE)

Sorry.

Shall I get you another beer?

(SHOUING ON ELEVISION)

Surely not!

I thought I saw a light in the church again.

Mm.

Maybe not.

Should I take a look, do you think?

- (SCREAMING ON ELEVISION) - Just stay where you are!

(SCREAMING CONINUES)

Andrew?

Are you there?

What's the latest news on Andrew?

- He's still unconscious. - How dreadful!

Are you sure you saw someone leave the church?

I think I did, but I can't be absolutely certain.

I think you'd better tell me exactly what happened here last night.

Well, four days and seven hours.

And then you'll take me away from all this.

I'm afraid so!

Felicity, are you sure you meant yes?

You're not trying to get rid of me before the big day, are you?

Well, honesty compels me to warn you what our life will be like.

In the evenings, I'll be out with my treadle stone,

knife-grinding for the little luxuries in life like food,

and you'll take in washing.

Adrian, you're a fool...

and I love you!

- I know! - Oooh!

I don't think a banker should grind knives.

You're absolutely right,

I'll do the washing!

Want to come in for some breakfast?

No, no, I'll see you this evening.

(SARS CAR)

Oh, Felicity...

you forgot your magazine.

- Darling, is that you? - Yes, Mummy.

You didn't wait up!

(LAUGHS) No, of course not!

I couldn't sleep, that's all.

Did you enjoy your party?

- errific. - Good.

We finished up with a speedboat race at Clement.

Oh, darling, I wish you wouldn't take such risks.

- I mean, this week of all weeks. - Adrian was with me.

Well, now, you've got a busy day tomorrow,

you'd better get some sleep.

I don't need much, just a little zzz.

Maybe, maybe not, but you don't want to go up the aisle on Saturday

with bags under your eyes, do you?

I'll be fine!

Guess what - we're in the atler!

Oh, really?

hat photo we had taken on the lawn last month.

Oh, yes.

''Laurence and Sarah Mitchell's lovely daughter...''

I think I look a fright in that!

''...getting hitched at the same place as Mummy and Daddy wed.''

Pretty gooey caption - makes you sick!

I didn't realise it was for a national magazine.

Well, you look lovely as usual!

Do I have to endure the dressmakers again today?

Well, later perhaps. I shan't be back till after lunch.

What are you doing?

Never you mind!

A secret?

I have to meet someone.

Now, go to bed and try not to make a noise. Don't wake your father.

- Good night. - Good night? It's morning!

(PLAYS BLUES RIFF)

I thought you might join me in a song.

- Who the hell are you? - Police.

Oh, yeah? he law or the pop group?

Oh, that's very good for this time in the morning.

Cheers.

Sergeant Bergerac, Bureau des Étrangers.

SANDI: What is it, Duggie?

Oh, good morning. I'd like to talk to you about the church.

I'm an atheist and she's a Buddhist.

If we stop this double act, this needn't take all day, need it?

All right, we were at the church last night. What of it?

he vicar could have had you arrested.

hat was a pretty stupid thing to do, wasn't it -

breaking in there, fooling around?

We explained. It was raining, the door was open.

It was a bit of harmless fun - no damage done.

- No? - What are you getting at?

Are you going to bust us or what?

- Have you two got names? - Yes. Douglas Cowley.

- And? - Sandi Hardwick.

Got ID?

Student? You?

Yeah, I'm reading biology and she's reading advanced mathematics.

- Anything else? - Yeah.

How much longer are you gonna stay on the island?

One week, two weeks - does it really make any difference?

You didn't go back to the church, did you, after you were thrown out?

Of course not. Why?

Because the young curate had a little accident,

and the question is, as they say, did he fall or was he pushed?

- I checked around as you suggested. - Anything missing?

Not as far as I can see,

but then, a lot of things aren't in their usual place at the moment.

We've had the builders in.

It was the curate who saw the flashing light, wasn't it?

Andrew, yes.

I'm afraid I was a bit too intent watching that thriller on television.

Mm-hm. He couldn't have slipped down those stairs, could he?

hat staircase is hardly unfamiliar, even if it was dark!

Yeah, but suppose he came in and he was nervous, on edge,

expecting to see someone, especially after what happened last time?

Yes, I see what you mean.

It was a bit of a shock with those young drop-outs.

You found them on the beach?

- hey're clear in my book. - How's that?

Well, if they'd done what they were supposed to have done,

they wouldn't have camped within 1 00 miles of here, would they?

hey'd have kept a profile lower than a brass rubbing.

hey were just down there, on the beach - two to one sleeping bag.

Have the builders actually finished?

Just one or two bits and pieces left over.

hey're usually around churches for years. You must have hit the jackpot.

- he jackpot being Laurence Mitchell! - Oh, yeah. Society wedding.

Suddenly everything that needed to be done for the church was done!

- Nothing too good for his daughter, eh? - (CHUCKLES)

Does anybody want that stuff?

A small contribution to the church fund?

All right. You're on - just in case marriages go out of fashion!

Well, will you be lunching at the club?

Yes, I will. Yes.

We've got the holding company board meeting

and then a showdown with those Belgian lawyers.

Well, you let somebody else do the shouting.

- And don't tire yourself out. - I won't. Bye now.

Hang on. I'll be down in one minute.

Oh, but your father's late already.

- No, I meant you could give me a lift. - I'm not going out.

But I thought you said you had someone to meet.

Yes, but I changed my mind.

Come on, girl!

(SARS CAR)

- Hello. - Hello, Francine.

How are you?

How do you feel about a couple of visitors, Mr Reardon?

- Is he fit to talk? - A couple of minutes won't do any harm.

Don't expect too much, though, he's still struggling to keep awake.

How badly is he hurt?

A nasty gash on the head but no fractures.

- Mm-hm. - He'll be fine in a few days.

- I'll leave you to it, then. - hank you, Doctor.

So you can't tell us anything, can you?

- No. - Did you see anyone?

I'm sorry.

I know I went over to the church...

- And then? - I remember going up the steps...

but...

Why did you go up them? Did you think someone was hiding at the top?

- I don't know. - Were you attacked?

- I can't say. - What caused the fall?

I can't remember.

I can't remember anything.

Sorry.

- I'm not much use, am I? - hat's all right.

You're not going to get very far there.

Not at the minute, no.

his isn't even a case for the Bureau, unless it was those kids on the beach.

- You should pull 'em in. - On what charge?

Defacing a church, for a start.

If you hold them for half a day, they might begin to talk.

- Save all this runaround. - I don't believe they're involved.

Well, look, don't spend days on it. We've got enough on our hands.

- What the hell's this stuff doing here? - hat? hat's evidence.

- Of what? - A little do-it-yourself!

here's a bit too much do-it-yourself about the way you work,

and having a car like that doesn't mean carting building materials around!

- Have you finished? - Almost.

I'd like one more sitting if you could manage it.

Oh, dear, time's running out.

- I've got so much to do this week. - An hour should be enough.

Well, um, tomorrow morning?

he tourists will have to manage on their own.

hank you.

- 1 0.30. - Yes, yes, that's fine.

Well, it's not my idea of a wedding present,

but my husband thinks they'll like it.

Oh, I don't mean that as any reflection on your work!

I know.

I think it's a marvellous present, but then I would, I suppose.

It's been very difficult to arrange these sessions

and yet still keep the thing secret.

- I quite enjoy a little intrigue! - Do you?

Well, Felicity is very confused. She's dying to know what I'm up to!

Perhaps she thinks you're having an affair!

Oh! Perhaps she does!

Even I'm getting nervous about it!

You know, I was quite convinced I was being followed here today!

(FRANCINE CHUCKLES)

(CAR ENGINE SARS)

- Want any help? - Oh, thanks.

he chef's gone to a gastronomic convention

which means he's stoned out of his mind

somewhere in the middle of Normandy!

hat's what I like to see -

the age of equality!

It could also be the age of chivalry if you'd care to lend a hand.

It'll give you an appetite for lunch.

You be careful - it's your turn to pay!

- It's a secret, is it? - Yes, for the wedding.

I love weddings. hey always make me cry!

Oh, thanks, Jim. What can I get you?

A tonic and lemon, please.

- Have you finished the portrait? - No, just one more session.

- Are you gonna have time? - An hour tomorrow, that's all.

You won't mind if I'm around, will you? I've got my day off.

So long as you keep away from the studio.

No, that's all right. I shall be outside, doing the steps.

If the weather's fine.

Cheers, Jim, and thanks for your help.

(PHONE RINGS)

Royal Barge.

Yes, she is.

It's for you.

Hello?

Miss Leland? hey told me at your office where to find you.

I hope you don't mind my ringing.

I'm speaking on behalf of Mrs Mitchell.

Yes, yes, yes. Sarah Mitchell.

I'm afraid that as soon as she got home from seeing you this morning,

she's realised that tomorrow is quite impossible.

It's all right. I know she's very busy.

Not at all. hank you for ringing.

Now I don't know when I'll get it finished.

Hey!

- Did you see that car? - What car?

hat one. hat white Mercedes.

Oh, yeah. What about it?

I think that's the car that was on the slipway.

- What slipway? - You know, outside the church.

Oh, yeah. So?

- It was warm. - What was warm?

he bonnet was warm!

So?

Don't you think we ought to tell that policeman?

- Why? - It might help put us in the clear!

Listen, hon, we are in the clear anyway!

If he believed us.

So, what happened when you left?

When we came out of the churchyard onto that slipway thing,

I went to lean on a white car.

- A Mercedes. - I've nearly tripped down the steps.

Whose was the car, do you know? Was it the vicar's?

No. I don't know whose it was, but the engine was warm.

Well, yeah. Well, she thought it might mean something.

It does mean something, doesn't it?

It means someone had just been driving it.

Anyway, thanks for coming in.

Yeah. Great.

I told you it would be a waste of time.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Does it mean anything?

It depends what kind of car the vicar drives, doesn't it?

(CAR APPROACHES)

I was just following a maniac doing 60 miles an hour!

Did you catch him?

Him? It was a her and it was you!

- I wasn't doing 60. - Hmm.

50, then?

I'll put the coffee on. I must just make a note.

Someone else wants me to meet him to talk about a portrait.

Oh, that's great. Hey, do you want to eat out tonight?

- Frankie? - Jim!

What's the matter?

- Have you been up here today? - No.

What is it?

- Someone's been here. - Is there anything missing?

(EARFULLY) Nothing important - a sheet of paper, that's all,

and my diary was open.

hat's not very good, now, is it? What are you doing wide awake?

- Would you do something for me? - Of course.

- I want to talk to that policeman. - Sergeant Bergerac?

- Yes. - Can't it wait till the morning?

- I suppose so. - I'll ring him first thing, OK?

hank you.

So you heard a noise in the vestry, did you?

I don't know whether I heard anything orjust sensed it.

he last thing I remember was going up the steps and that's it,

except I have this recurring image

of a chunky gold bracelet on a man's wrist.

It certainly doesn't sound like our young student friends, does it?

No, it doesn't. OK, thanks very much, and take care, won't you?

You don't drive a white Mercedes, do you? I mean, either of you?

Gracious, no!

We couldn't even afford to run one on our collections, let alone buy one!

Mr Marshall Lawson, please.

I'm sorry, mademoiselle. I don't know the name.

- But he's staying here. - No, we have no guest of that name.

He rang me yesterday, asked me to meet him here.

I'm very sorry, mademoiselle, but I can't help you.

- Can I help? - I've just come to see Francine.

She's out.

Oh, well, I could wait inside, could I? She won't be long, will she?

- You must be Sarah Mitchell. - Yes.

I thought your appointment had been cancelled.

Cancelled?

- Yes, someone phoned up. - Oh.

Well, that's extraordinary.

I certainly never asked anybody to cancel it. What a nuisance.

Never mind, I could use the time.

My daughter is having her last fitting.

(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

(CAR ENGINE SARS)

(PHONE RINGS)

(RINGING CONINUES)

Hello?

He's what? And they haven't heard of him?

I've been waiting a couple of hours in case he turned up.

It must be a practical joke or something.

It's not a joke, Frankie. here's been another break-in,

and Sarah Mitchell came round.

She hadn't asked anyone to cancel this morning.

You can't guess at this game, Charlie.

- He could have the ace of spades. - If he had, he'd have doubled.

- He must have been bluffing. - Oh, not bluffing, Charlie.

he word is ''psyching''!

Well, it's a damn silly game at the best of times, Laurence!

Give me brag or pontoon any day! Something with a bit of spunk to it.

Your trouble is you're just a gambler, Charlie.

You can't change the habits of a lifetime!

Four hearts plus one over trick - game and rubber!

- Oh, dear. - Well played!

hank you.

hough I think I should have made another trick somewhere.

Yes, if you'd stripped the diamonds and got him with the king

and then given away the lead,

this gentleman would have had to have given you a rubber discount.

his gentleman doesn't have to give anybody anything.

But he's right, Charlie, you know?

Damn it, he's right. hat is the way I should have played it!

Get yourself a chair, sir, and sit down. You can help my game!

Don't bother about Charlie - he's a lost cause!

Yeah.

No, no, a little higher, I think. Look.

Yes, that's better.

Keep still, darling. She can't pin you if you keep on moving.

- Sorry. - Yes, that'll be better.

- hat's very pretty. - Hello, Jim.

What are you doing here?

I just want a word or two with Mrs Mitchell, if that's all right.

- Oh, yes. Go ahead. - What is it?

Just one or two questions. hat's all.

I think you ought to know who I am, just in case this becomes official.

I know who you are, Sergeant, but in case what becomes official?

When you were visiting the cottage,

there was an intruder.

And?

I was just wondering if he was there to meet you.

What are you talking about?

Do you know anyone who drives a white Mercedes?

Now you're really confusing me, I...

Do you?

- No, not as far as I can remember. - FELICITY: Mummy, is this all right?

Oh, look, I can't speak to you now, Mr Bergerac.

Really, it's quite impossible. Will you excuse me?

I'm sorry I can't ask you to lunch,

we're right in the middle of getting ready for my daughter's wedding,

but a few drinks shouldn't get in anybody's way.

- hat's very kind of you. - We'll take my car, shall we?

I'll give you a lift back later.

Yes, it was nice to pick an expert's brains.

It's a long time since we had one at the club.

- I thought we were all experts! - (LAUGHS)

Well, he's obviously feeling better.

Well, he certainly looks it.

hank God for that!

If there was an intruder up here, what could he have been after?

Records, mostly. here's no money or valuables.

What, births, deaths, marriages - that kind of thing?

Yes, that's right. Quite interesting, some of it. We go back to 1 62 7.

Sorry about the muck -

we'll have to get the Mothers' Union on their hands and knees, scrubbing.

Looks like someone's made a start already, doesn't it?

hat's very curious. I had this book out myself some weeks ago.

Yeah, why?

We have a very important wedding here shortly.

- Oh, yes. he Mitchell girl, isn't it? - Yes.

- Her parents were married here. - In 1 957?

Yes, Mrs Mitchell brought her daughter over to show her the entry.

Yes, there it is.

I wonder who else is interested in 1 957?

Mummy, you've done so much for us.

It's going to be wonderful! I know it is.

Well, I hope so. I really do hope so!

Hey!

I just brought a couple of chums in for a drink. We won't disturb you.

Hey! Are you all right, darling?

Darling, you look rotten. Come and sit down!

No, I'm fine, really.

I think she's more nervous than I am!

It's just that I've been running about rather a lot. How are you, Charlie?

Oh, fit as ever, Sarah. Your daughter's right, you know?

She's the one who ought to be fainting with the strain of it all.

Oh, darling, by the way, this is Mr Westgate.

He's an excellent bridge player!

How very nice to meet you, Mrs Mitchell.

- Sit down, Peter. Sit down. - hank you.

Darling, would you like a brandy or something?

- Yes, please. - Oh, good, good. Come on, bride to be.

You can help me with the drinks. his is your fault, you know!

CHARLIE: Hey, I'll come with you. I know where you keep your booze.

I've been trying to see you.

I had a terrible feeling it might be you.

You're not an easy lady to nail!

- What do you want? - Oh, don't be like that, Sarah.

I know you'd like me dead but I'm not, I'm afraid!

We can't talk here.

No, of course not. So, tell me where.

omorrow morning, early, on the beach. I go riding at eight o'clock.

FELICITY: I found some glasses.

All we need now is something to put in them!

- I shouldn't be too long, darling. - All right.

Oh, well, take care, Sarah. Don't overdo it, and don't go fainting in church, eh?

I'll try not to, Charlie!

Delighted to have met you, Mrs Mitchell.

- Who's this? - My ex-son-in-law, Jim Bergerac.

- Oh, yes, he's a detective sergeant. - hat's right.

Oh, yes, I've met him before.

He lives with Francine, the girl who's painting my portrait.

- Hello, Sergeant. - Mrs Mitchell.

Sergeant Bergerac. I understand you're in on our secret!

I'd like a few words with your wife, please.

- Oh, it's about the portrait, I expect. - Yeah, that's right.

- Yes, certainly. Do come in. - hanks.

- Hello, Charlie. - Hello.

- I take it that you drink coffee. - Yes, please.

I have to tell you, Mr Bergerac,

that I find this relentless pursuit quite unnerving.

And I find your reluctance to answer questions quite puzzling, Mrs Mitchell.

But I don't know anybody who drives a white Mercedes,

and I have no idea who cancelled my appointment with Francine.

So, what else do you want to know?

Who persuaded Francine to leave the cottage this morning

instead of meeting you?

Mrs Mitchell, who would want to look up

the record of your marriage in the parish register?

I'm afraid I can't help you.

I'm as much in the dark as you.

How long have you known Sarah Mitchell, Charlie?

Since soon after I came over here. Why?

- What can you tell me about her? - Depends what you want to know.

I've got a lot of time for her. She had it pretty rough when she were younger.

Really? I thought she was born with a silver spoon stuck in it.

Was she, hell!

Sarah Mitchell dragged herself out of the gutter to where she is now.

- How do you know that? - She told me herself.

A refugee in Czechoslovakia, no family, no home.

Hell of a life. God knows what she got up to.

- How did she end up here? - Met Laurence in London, I think.

Followed him to the island and married him for his money. I don't blame her.

He was a widower. No-one to leave it to.

I don't blame him either - she must have been quite a goer in those days!

So, he was married before, was he?

Yeah, a peer's daughter - Lady something or other.

- What about her? Had she been married? - I can't tell you.

Must have been, though, I should think - a woman like Sarah.

He's a good deal older than her, isn't he?

Eh?

Do you reckon she, um... plays around at all?

Look, what is this? he Mitchells are friends of mine.

If you want to go spreading muck, Jim,

you'll find a big enough pile on your own doorstep.

( # HE JAM: Absolute Beginners)

(ALL SHOU AND CHEER)

Look, if it's personal, forget it.

We're not paid to go around sorting out practical jokes,

whoever they're played on.

One of them was in my own back yard, and I don't think it's a joke.

Jim, the Bureau has a much clearer responsibility over this wedding.

he chief wants us to keep an eye on the guests.

hat's just routine security work, isn't it?

Routine? When the rich gather here, there'll be half a million quid

in diamonds floating around that church and the reception.

And I haven't mentioned the wedding presents.

Look, there is something more going on than a society junket. I know it.

Well, let's get a move on and find out what it is, shall we?

I wish you'd play police more with that lot.

A bit over the top, are they?

hey're here from London for the wedding, if they sober up in time.

he youngest one's the Earl of something or other.

Do you want me to be chucker-out?

No. I'll be OK.

Hello. We met at the Mitchells. Do you remember?

hat's right. With Laurence.

Are you here for the nuptials too, are you?

Oh, no, no. I'm only a slight acquaintance of the family.

Just as well they can afford it, with freeloaders like that about.

(CHUCKLES)

- Can I have the bill, please? - Yes, sir.

Sarah?

Look, I don't want to prolong this. What do you want of me?

Oh, we can have five minutes, can't we, talking pleasantries?

If there had been anything pleasant in our past, yes,

but since there wasn't...

hat's harsh, isn't it?

After all, you did marry me.

hat was rather pleasant, I seem to remember.

hat was also 30 years ago.

32, actually. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, Sarah, you have changed. I wouldn't have recognised you!

Money buys everything, doesn't it?

- How did you find me? - he wedding, of course.

It's made you quite a celebrity - a magazine article!

I thought so.

I don't know what you expect of me. I paid you off once.

Ah, yes, but that was before we knew you were going to strike gold, wasn't it?

Oh, you bastard.

And your Laurence Mitchell's a man of high moral scruples, I gather.

I should think it would kill him if he knew his marriage wasn't valid.

- How much do you want? - Oh, 50,000 sterling?

Well, that's ridiculous!

Would you rather ruin your daughter's wedding?

Possibly kill your...? I was going to say ''husband'' but he's not, is he? I am.

It's impossible. I don't have that kind of money!

Oh...

No, I don't. I couldn't possibly raise a sum like that in cash.

Well, I expect you'll find a way. After all, it's the big day tomorrow.

You don't have much alternative,

do you?

I'd like to look at that marriage entry again, if I could, please.

- Oh, the Mitchells. - Yeah.

But I'm interested in a maiden name.

Oh, it's something very odd and quite unpronounceable. Czech, I think.

She's known as Sarah Lazik. hat's L-A-Z-I-K. Yep. She's Czech.

Born in 1 931 .

I want to know if she's been married, how many times and to whom.

Yeah - anything at all you can tell me about her. hat's fine. hanks.

If they phone back, you'll know what it's about, won't you?

Of course I will, Jim.

I'm psychic.

Well, it won't be long now.

his time tomorrow, we shall be on our own for good and all.

Laurence...

Hmm?

I have to talk to you. here is something I have to tell you.

And it's not going to be very easy for me

and I would be very grateful if you wouldn't interrupt.

But...

No, please, please, just hear me out to the end

and then, well...then you must decide whatever you think best.

During the war...I was a refugee.

I moved across the continent to France eventually...

then, after the war, in my early teens...

I was one amongst thousands...

but I was a pretty girl and men were attracted to me,

and I had to make a living... in the only way I could,

and I was stateless,

and I knew once the authorities caught up with me,

the best thing that could happen to me

was that I'd be sent back home to Eastern Europe,

and I couldn't stand the thought of that.

I had to get to England, but to do that, you see, I needed a passport.

Marriage was the answer...

and I paid a young English soldier for the privilege of marrying him.

Cash down, no questions, all I wanted was the passport.

I got to England, and although I didn't exactly go on the streets,

it amounted much to the same thing.

And I did well,

very well - I moved into society,

I gained respectability and then I went into fashion.

Where I met you.

I met you. I liked you.

I admired your kindness but marriage never entered my head - how could it?

And then when you proposed, I saw that it meant security for life,

a life that I would enjoy and a life that I had become accustomed to.

You could say... I married you for your money...

but it wouldn't be true.

I didn't love you then...

I admit that...

but I came...to love you!

I know you love me, Sarah, I know.

But I couldn't tell you everything, I couldn't,

because I was so frightened I might lose you,

and now I think perhaps I have!

I was never divorced!

Never divorced!

Oh, my dear. My dear.

It's all right. It's all right.

Sit down. Sit down. Come on.

Listen, listen...

Darling...

I know everything you've told me.

I didn't know at first, but...

but I made enquiries...

years ago.

It was unforgivable... but I just had to know.

- And you never said anything. - I hoped...

I knew that one day you would tell me...

and now you have.

But Laurence, that's not the end of it.

hat British soldier is here on the island.

You met him and you brought him here.

- Westgate? - Mmm.

And he's demanding money!

£50,000 before tomorrow morning! What are we going to do?

(SOBS)

Whatever we have to.

Hmm! his wasn't what was arranged.

No, it wasn't.

She told you?

My wife...always tells me everything.

You're acting very foolishly with that thing in your hands.

Well, maybe I am,

but that is where it's going to stay till the police get here.

Oh, you want me to tell them about my wife(?)

She still is my wife, isn't she? Not yours!

- I shall get it sorted out. - Oh, yes?

Make yourself a laughing stock?

Oh, you evil bastard!

I wouldn't do that if I were you, old man.

(GUNSHO)

Laurence!

Oh, God!

It was, um... It was his fault...

He came at me and I...

It was an accident...

...but I wanted to kill him.

I wanted to.

Oh, God!

He was right, you know...

it wouldn't have been any good having him arrested,

he would simply have spilled it all over us.

And you killed him?

No, I...

It was an accident.

I shall simply tell them the truth.

No, that's it - everything ruined. he wedding, everything gone,

and then when they find out who he is...

No, I told you. I will simply tell them what happened.

No... No, we must think of something else.

(DOGS WHINE)

Darling, you look so beautiful!

I'm so happy!

If we're half as happy as you and Daddy have been, that'll suit me.

Here's your culprit. A bullet from a .38.

hanks.

I know him. He was at the Mitchells' house two days ago.

- Have you got any documents? - Help yourself.

What are you after?

Peter Westgate.

Unless I'm very much mistaken, he's also known as Brian Metcalf.

- Metcalf? - Mmm. Like Sarah Mitchell.

here's some small chance, Jim,

that I just might not be able to follow all this.

Sarah Mitchell married him in 1 950,

they still are married - or were until this happened.

(CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS)

If he was up here, he was driving a white Mercedes

and someone must have seen it.

- I'll ask. - OK.

(CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS)

hey have all gone to the church.

It's just a routine security check, that's all.

I'd like to take a look around here.

I'll start upstairs, all right?

(CHURCH BELLS RING)

Felicity was absolutely delighted. hank you, my dear.

And she was much relieved, I think, that the secret is out at last!

- Will you excuse us? - Bye.

I love you, Sarah...

I always have. Never forget that.