All language subtitles for Father Brown (2013) - S09E03.eng

Have you fixed that squeaky gate yet?

- Not yet, Mrs McCarthy.
- Well, chop, chop!

How you getting on?
You're doing a lovely job.

That's nice.

- Mrs Simpson.
- Yes, Mrs McCarthy?

- A dandelion.
- OK. I'll sort it.

Mr Gracy. Clear that up.

Now Father,
is this bench going to be dry in time?

Oh, Mrs Banks.

I was just telling Mrs Banks
about our recent spate of vandalism.

Oh, don't get me started.

I only hope that the hoodlums are caught
before our judges arrive

otherwise all our efforts will be in vain.

I am so sorry.

If I'd known you were coming...
It's, it's fine.

So...

What do we get
if we win this "Best Kept Village"?

We get the satisfaction of living
in a place we can be very proud of.

Not to mention beating Hambleston.

Right.

So, nothing then?

No! It can't be!

- Mrs Banks...
- Sidney. Go with her.

What is he doing here?

I'll have a word.

Ned.

You ought not to be here.
I've told you, now get gone.

Good riddance is all I can say.

Alright, the show is over.

Come on. Everyone. Back to work!

Dad, there's three motors out there
need doing by lunchtime.

Forget it.

Daniel?

- What's happened?
- She's had a bit of a shock.

Ned Hannigan.

He's in the village.

- Dad, don't be stupid!
- Stay with your mum.

I'll go.

Which emergency service do you require?

Police. Someone's about to get hurt.

I don't need an escort, Father.

I have a duty of care
to all my parishioners.

Where will you go?

Somewhere no one knows my name.

I think you'll be surprised
at how many people do know your name.

- The Maggie Banks case was national news.
- So I'm famous.

Infamous, perhaps.

- Where is she?
- John! Come on, mate.

Last chance, Hannigan.

- Tell me where she is or you're a dead man.
- Mr Banks. Put that down.

Tell me where he hid my daughter's body!

No!

No, no! Don't!

Alright, you two, break it up!

- That's enough!
- You be quiet.

You're good at that.

Right. You're coming down the station.

Inspector Mallory! Just look! Ruined!

Do you have any idea how much time,
how much effort

not to mention the expense!

Perhaps we could discuss this later,
Mrs McCarthy?

But...

Right.

Let's get that cleaned up.

I was just a kid when I was arrested.

Fourteen years inside, and not one fight.

Out five minutes and this happens.

I'm not one to condone violence

but the Banks family
have suffered a great deal.

I thought I could slip in
without anyone seeing me.

Didn't expect half the village to be there.

I didn't mean to upset anyone.

And yet...

you continue to withhold the whereabouts
of Maggie Banks' body.

I don't understand.

It's not too late.

- I could hear your confession.
- I already confessed.

I've been punished.

You confessed to the police.

What about God?

Have you asked Him for forgiveness
for the sake of your immortal soul?

Look, I'm late.
I've, I've got to go. Thanks for that.

Late for what?

Wait!

Where is he?

Ah! Morning, Inspector.

I'm afraid I don't know.

Mr Hannigan has taken his leave.

Good.
Let's hope that's the last we see of him!

The orphanage sent him
to work on Mr Gracy's farm.

Boarding out, they called it.

Child labour, I call it.

Whatever.

Anyway, apparently at some point,
he got friendly with Maggie Banks.

Then one day they went out together
and she never came home.

- What happened?
- Nobody really knows.

Police found blood in the woods,
and on Ned Hannigan's jacket.

But from the moment he was arrested,
he never said a word.

Except to plead guilty to murder.

They were dark days for Kembleford.

Best left in the past.

Oh, all that needs clearing up.

Where's Mr Gracy?

Well, isn't that just perfect. Disappeared!

Daniel.

- Is my Dad with you?
- No. Police took him to cool off.

Although, I'd have thought
he'd been released by now.

Oh! Speak of the devil.

Where have you been?

- Where's your mum?
- Kitchen.

- Sorry about him.
- No.

You've all been under tremendous pressure.

I better get back to work.
Loads on and it's just me, so...

If you need a hand, let us know.

I know my way round an engine.

She's gone.

- What?
- Yeah.

Pan boiling over, back door's wide open.

- You're supposed to be looking after her!
- I've been working.

If you hadn't left me to do everything.

Let's calm down.
She can't have gone far.

Mrs Banks?

- Mrs Banks?
- Maybe we should head back.

They might have already found her.

Mr Hannigan?

Possible murder weapon here, sir.

Bag it up.

Could that be a fingerprint?

Where?

There.

Somebody get me a magnifying glass!

Yes, sir.

What were you two doing
out here in the woods anyway?

Right. Well, 'scuse us
if we don't shed any tears, won't you?

Of course. However, under the circumstances,
I'm afraid I need to take your fingerprints.

For elimination purposes.

Course.

And I have to ask, Mr Banks.

Where did you go
after leaving the police station

- this afternoon?
- Straight home.

And that's when you realised
Mrs Banks was missing?

We went immediately to look for her.

Thank you. Your testimony is not required.

And when you were looking
for Mrs Banks, did you see Mr Hannigan?

No.

Did you see anyone else?

No.

- And when you returned, Mrs Banks was here?
- - You were here all along, weren't you, love?

I was in the greenhouse.

I-I don't know why
they didn't think to look in there

before getting all worked up.

You left a pan boiling over
to go to the greenhouse?

Yes.

Silly me.
I completely forgot about it.

No harm done.

Is there a reason you're still here, Padre?

After all that poor family's been through

should be little wonder
if one of them finally snapped.

We mustn't jump to conclusions.

Here. Isn't it true
that Mrs Banks did time in the loony bin?

She spent time in a psychiatric hospital,
if that's what you mean.

I thought that's what I said.

Look at this.
There's an inscription in it.

"To Ned. From Gracy."

- So?
- Well...

this was only published last year.

He surely hasn't stood
by him all this time?

When he was here earlier.

Mr Hannigan
said that he was late for something.

- For what, I wonder?
- I don't know.

But he clearly had an appointment to keep.

And Banks' garage isn't the only property
that borders the woods.

Gracy's Farm.

But Mr Gracy told him to leave Kembleford.
We all saw that with our own eyes.

He told him to leave the church.

We don't know what else was said.

Thanks, Inspector. If we think
of anything, we'll let you know.

I think they believed us.

How often did you visit him?

Couple times a year maybe.

I kept it quiet, like.
I didn't think people would understand.

At first, I thought
maybe I could get him to talk.

But... he never did.

He weren't a bad kid.

I know how that sounds, after what he did.

What was he like, young Ned?

Ah, he was easy-going, sociable.

Bit of a clown sometimes.

He had his quiet days too,
when he was more serious, thoughtful.

He was always very polite.

And he worked hard.

Maggie Banks was smitten with him.

You knew they were spending time together?

I did see 'em sneaking off.

I didn't see no harm in it.
If I had known what was going to...

Wasn't your fault.

Yeah, well.

You tell John Banks that.

The last time you visited him
was just before he was released?

Yeah.

Did you offer him a place back here?

No. He wouldn't have
accepted even if I had.

He knew he could never come back.

And yet he did.

What changed his mind?

I've no idea.

Do you know anyone
who might've arranged to meet him?

No. As far as I know, I'm the only one
who ever visited him in 14 years.

Except...

Except?

The last time I went

there was one other name
on the visitor's log.

Daniel.

Daniel Banks.

- Mrs Banks?
- There.

He was there.

- Who?
- Ned Hannigan.

Maybe I should telephone Dr Gilbert?

No. Please.

If anyone finds out about this,
they'll put me back in that... that place.

Besides,
if Daniel and John are left alone together

who knows what'll happen.

Why? Do they not get along?

John's... stuck in the past.
Well, in his grief.

They can't see beyond it
and Daniel has no patience for it.

But then...

he's never even cried for his sister.

Well... grief affects us all differently,
I suppose.

Daniel thinks we can all move on.

Hannigan's dead.

But his answers have died with him, and...

I don't know
how John's going to cope with that.

And you?

How are you coping?

Apart from seeing dead men?

I found it helped to plan the funeral.

For when we finally found her.

It made things feel more... real.

I was going to fill the church
with flowers. Maggie loved flowers.

I remember.

Ooh, and I remember her picking
the heads off Mrs Fortescue's sunflowers.

I suppose that's it now.

There really won't be a funeral.

I'm really sorry
I wasn't a better friend to you back then.

When... when she passed.

I suppose I just didn't know what to say.

But if there is anything I can do now
to make amends, anything at all.

Oi! Road-hog, get out the way!

Sidney! Mind Father Brown!

- What is it?
- Mrs Banks.

I'm arresting you
for the murder of Ned Hannigan.

It's open and shut, Padre.
I don't want any interfering.

Has she confessed?

- No.
- Then it's hardly open and shut.

As a father, I'd happily turn a blind eye

but as a police officer, I have no choice
but to charge her with murder.

Not that it's any of your business

but that fingerprint on the victim's watch?

Made in his blood.

It was hers.

You know she has a history...

They won't hang her.

Just send her back to the nuthouse.

I'd like to see her please.

I-I know how it looks, Father.

But I didn't do it.

Tell me what happened.

I saw him through the window...

Why did you run after him?

I wanted to know if he was real.

What happened in the woods?

Mum?

Did anyone see you?

Right, come on. Let's get you home.

He was dead when I found him, I swear.

I believe you.

And... I promise.

I will get to the bottom of this.

And about time! Well?

She's been charged.

I have to go back to the presbytery for
my weekly telephone call with the Bishop.

Sidney, would you be so good
as to arrange a visit with Mr Daniel Banks?

OK.

According to Mr Gracy

Dan visited Ned in prison
shortly before he was released.

Why on Earth would he do that?

I don't know.

But do you remember
when we arrived at the garage

shortly before we knew
that Mrs Banks was missing?

Yeah, I remember.

He was heading out.
I assumed just to look for his dad.

That's what I assumed.

But what if what we saw
was him coming back?

Coming back from where?

Is it possible that Daniel Banks
arranged to meet Ned Hannigan

on the day of his release?

Is that why Ned came back to Kembleford?

Leave it with me.

She grows for all the flower shows.

You know, Chelsea and Harrogate and so on.

And she says she has
far more than they need

so with any luck, fingers crossed...

Listening to him going over and over it.

Where the blood was found,
where there was a sign for struggle

where they were gonna dig next.

Year after year after year.
It was enough to drive anybody mad.

I thought Hannigan being dead
would put an end to it

but it's just made things worse.

Is it true you went to see him in prison?

Who told you that?

Only once.

When I heard he was getting out,
I didn't want him coming back here

upsetting Mum, winding Dad up.

So, what?
You went to see him to scare him off?

I told him if he came back here,
my dad would kill him.

Only meant to scare him, I never thought...

Listen, Dan.

If there's something that you know
than can help your mum...

Dad told Mallory he came straight home
from the police station.

Right?

I rang the station an hour before that
and they said he'd just left.

It's a ten-minute walk.

- So where was he?
- I don't know.

I went looking for him.

Next time I saw him was when you were there
and he came walking out the woods.

Nothing appears to be missing.

Has any of this vandalism
taken place in Hambleston?

No. As far as we're aware,
it's been limited to Kembleford.

I knew it! Sabotage!

They are trying to jeopardise our chances
of winning the Best Kept Village!

I'll take the theory into consideration.

Wait.

Something has been taken.

A plate of my scones!
They were there. Freshly baked.

I'll get on to Scotland Yard immediately.

It appears we have a master criminal
on our hands. Goodfellow.

- Perhaps a cup of tea.
- Thank you.

What's going on?

Ooh. When did that happen?

- Have you spoken to Daniel Banks?
- Yeah.

It's not him you want to be talking to.
It's his dad.

I was just... walking.

In the woods?

It's where I feel closest to her.

For 14 years,
I wondered what I would do if he came back.

How I would force him
to tell me where she is.

Well, now it's happened...

and I realise how foolish that was.

Because he's never going to give her up.

And then I knew...
there was one last thing that I had to do.

Start again.

From the beginning.
Every inch of the map, every section.

Until I find her.

And what if you don't?

Oh, she's in there somewhere.

Perhaps that is enough?

What, just leave her?

No!

It was my job to look after her
and I let her down.

Because I wasn't paying enough attention.

What about the child you still have?

He may be a man now

but he still needs you.
Perhaps now more than ever.

'Scuse me.

Hello?

Yes, that's right.

Banks' garage, yeah.

Yeah, um... Tuesday's fine.

Yeah.

About noon?

- What if...
- Look.

Mrs Simpson's contact from Harrogate
came good.

- Isn't it wonderful?
- Yes.

Remarkable!

What if the reason Ned Hannigan

never revealed the location of the grave

is that he doesn't know where it is?

OK?

There are two key pieces of evidence
against Ned Hannigan.

Mr Gracy's testimony

that he saw him and Maggie Banks
go into the woods that morning.

And the blood-stained jacket
that Mr Gracy found in one of his barns.

- So, it's Gracy's word against Hannigan's?
- No.

Ned Hannigan never claimed to be innocent.

He pled guilty in a court of law.

But perhaps he took the blame
on behalf of somebody else.

Somebody he was loyal to.

The only person
who ever showed him any kindness.

Inspector Mallory?

I am here for an update
on the robbery at the presbytery.

Do you have suspects?

Mrs McCarthy, it's not a robbery
if nothing was taken.

My scones were taken.

Nothing of value.

Which were on one of my best china plates.

A family heirloom, as it happens.

Now, I am going to give you
a full description.

Notebook?

You've got five minutes.

Right, you start that
side, I'll start this.

Oh, there was just one other thing.

The destruction
of the village flower display.

An unfortunate accident
in the line of duty.

Oh, indeed.

And one I'm sure you wouldn't want
the Kembleford Gardener's Association

to pay for.

Now, I have a breakdown here

of all the damaged plants

and their estimated value

which we can go through together.

Oh, and I'm sure we can reach
an appropriate financial settlement.

Mrs McCarthy.

If you wish to make a complaint in writing
then please be my guest.

But I'm a very busy man with a lot of
important work to do

and I really must insist...
Oh, indeed, indeed!

Very busy, important.
Thank you for your time.

Men working on the farm

swore that Mr Gracy
was there the entire day.

So, what does that mean?

It means Ned Hannigan killed Maggie Banks.

And we are no closer
to finding out who killed Mr Hannigan.

Well, someone's lying.
Just got to figure out who.

What on Earth is that?

No idea.

Apparently, it was found in his pocket
at the time of his arrest.

It was in his bag.

Are they stars?

Gemini.

What if everyone is telling the truth?

Mr Hannigan?

I want to talk to you.

You'll find me at St Mary's Church.
I'll be waiting.

Ned?

How did you know?

I telephoned the orphanage this afternoon.

They confirmed my suspicions.

Ned Hannigan had a twin brother

Bryn Hannigan

who ran away
after his brother was boarded out.

They looked for him, of course,
but they never found him.

All these years and...

you're the first person to figure it out.

A few things gave you away.

Starting with the bandage.

When you took the bandage off your hand
and dressed your brother's

you finished off with a knot.

Now I was trained to tuck in, not tie.

And then there's your bag.

It's under your seat, by the way.

I presume that was what you were looking
for when you broke into the presbytery.

A risky gamble

until you consider that it contained
all you owned in the world.

Mrs Banks saw you.

Fortunately for you,
she didn't believe her own eyes.

And then there is the wooden disc.

It's a curious object.

I believe it is the constellation Gemini.

"The Twins", in Greek mythology.

Castor and Pollux.

Inseparable in looks and actions.

Bryn made it.

He was good at stuff like that.

Must have been very hard,
living like that for all that time.

Two brothers sharing one life.

Both answering to Ned.

Taking it in turns to be invisible.

How did you do it?

Truth is, we got used to it.

After a while, we stopped thinking
of ourselves as two separate people.

Always "Gracy told us to do this" or...

"We forgot to do that".

And you took equal
responsibility for each other's actions.

Which is why you ended up in prison
for a crime you did not commit.

He's...

He's all I had, Father.

I'd have done anything for him.

How did he die?

He, he wrote to me
when he heard I was getting out of prison.

Said he wanted to meet in the woods
by the old tyre swing.

We were going to start a new life.

I had to know the truth
about what we'd done.

What he'd done.

It wasn't my fault.

I thought she wanted to, you know?

But then she ran off, fell and cut her leg.

Must've caught an artery or something,
because there was blood everywhere.

She started screaming.

I tried to calm her down,
but she wouldn't shut up, so...

So?

I did what I had to do.

You mean it wasn't an accident?

She was going to get us found out.
We'd have got split up again.

We did get split up again!

I panicked.

- You weren't even supposed to be with her.
- I know!

- You were supposed to be keeping out of sight!
- I know!

You left me.

I did you a favour.

Do you have any idea
how bad things have been for me

over the past few years?

Are you being serious?

You've had a roof over your head
and three square meals a day.

I had to go to war just to get fed.

Do you have any idea
how bad things have to get

before that becomes your best option?

What did you do with the body?

There's an old well shaft
out on the edge of the woods.

Least, that's what I think it is.

A big deep hole with a wooden lid.

I found it one day by accident,
so I knew it was there.

I put her in there
and covered it with branches.

Don't look at me like that.
I did this for us.

If she hadn't screamed...

Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait.
Where you going? Where you going?

- I'm going to the police.
- What?

- I'm going to tell them everything.
- Why?

You have to pay for what you did!

Get out my...

- I can't let you do that.
- You can't stop me.

Stop! Stop!

Why couldn't you just let it go?

Why?

And then you switched identities.

I realised that...

if everyone thought
that Ned Hannigan was dead...

I'd be free to go somewhere else
and start over.

Indeed.
And yet, you are still here.

I thought if I could give Maggie
back to her family...

It wouldn't make up for anything, but...

You were looking for the well.

That's what you were doing
when Mrs Banks first saw you.

He said it was on the edge of the woods.

I looked the whole way round, but...

You didn't find it.

No. No.

Sorry.

Nora Banks has been
charged with your murder.

It's time to tell the truth
and set this right.

No one's going to believe me,
that it was self-defence.

They'll hang me.

Maybe it's what I deserve.

But God, forgive me.

I... I killed my brother.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry for all of it.

Ned?

Are you ready to confess your sins...

and ask God for forgiveness?

Yes.

The Banks family do not deserve to suffer
any more than they already have.

And neither do you.

Perhaps there is another way.

- Sergeant.
- Father.

Anything?

Perhaps if he'd handed himself in
to be questioned properly

instead of this ridiculous
cloak-and-dagger written confession.

I think he felt he'd been punished enough.

Where is he, Padre?

I don't know, Inspector.

There's nothing here.

It's hopeless.

I'm sorry we weren't able to find her.

Well, at least we got some answers.

That'll have to do. It's time to move on.

And I'm not going mad, so that's good.

Indeed.

I remember the day this photo was taken.

We were in Weston-super-Mare.

...That's right.

We went crabbing

and Maggie caught that massive one,
remember?

She put it in the picnic basket.

And Dad put his hand in to get a sandwich!

I, uh, forgot how funny she was.

...Oh dear, love.

Oh, son...

So, you're looking for a well.

The trees used to come
all the way out to here

but it was cleared for timber in the '40s.

1939, this would've still
been all in the woods.

Here you go.

Open it up.

Ollie, with me. Pull this back.

Men...

# Abide with me #

# Fast falls the eventide #

# The darkness deepens #

# Lord, with me abide #

# When other helpers fail #

# And comforts flee #

# Help of the helpless #

# Oh, abide with me #

# Swift to its close #

# Ebbs out life's little day #

# Earth's joys grow dim #

# Its glories pass away #

# Change and decay #

# In all around I see #

# O Thou who changest not #

# Abide with me #

Inspector.

Sergeant.

Mr Gracy.

Daniel.

Thank you. For everything.

Is there anything else I can do?

Can join us for a drink.

I think we can help you there.

Well, that was a lovely service, Father.

I liked the flowers.

Yes. That was quite the sacrifice,
Mrs McCarthy.

Well, it was in a very worthy cause.

I never really cared about winning
the Best Kept Village competition.

Besides, there's always next year.