All language subtitles for Father.Brown.2013.S07E09.DVDRip.X264-iNGOT.English

INDISTINCT CHATTER
- SHOTGUN FIRES

MAN LAUGHS

SHOTGUNS FIRE

LORD HOLLINGWORTH:
So glad you could make it...

Lovely weather.
- MAN: Hmm, is that the ring?

Oh yes, it's a bit of stunner, isn't it?

Oh, how lovely, you're very lucky.

Yes, luckiest girl in all the county,
aren't I, Daddy?

Weather's held out.
- CAR HORN BEEPS

Set fair for the wedding.
- CAR TYRES SQUEAL

CAR HORN SOUNDS

WHISTLE SOUNDS
- Not again...

CAR HORN BEEPS
- GUNSHOT

Shooting the messenger?

Uh... misunderstanding!

Damn hawkers.

If you tell me, if you let me help...

Back to your fiancé, now.

There's a good girl.

I will ruin you.

BUNTY SCOFFS
Surely we're not travelling in that?

It's what they've always used, and I can't
see them changing it just for you.

Well...
- No, no.

We're not leaving you at home,
not after that business with the Earl's son

splashed all over the newspapers...

Mr Fawlter.

Morning, Father.

Ladies.
- Father.

FATHER BROWN: Inspector Mallory,
I had no idea you were a rambler.

MALLORY:
I'm not.

Oh, it's the bird watching you've come for?

He's behind with the Chief Super's
"Community Engagement Plan".

We get a point for each activity.

Community engagement my eye.

How many points for traipsing across
the countryside with half the village?

Hello. ls everyone here?

Oh, jolly good. It's very exciting this year,
our first overnighter.

So, as chair
of the Kembleford Ramblers Association

I'd like to welcome old friends
and new

on our annual Ramblers and Twitchers outing!

You'd have to feel sorry for Norman Fawlter.

Why?

Because Cathy Fawlter has been thick as
thieves with young Randall Jones there

since he arrived in Kembleford.

Odd job man indeed.

We probably shouldn't speculate.

Just observing, Father.
There is a world of difference.

Well, this hotel had better be half decent.

FATHER BROWN:
Nothing like being out in the countryside.

BUNTY:
Absolutely nothing like it.

There's a picnic spot along
the River Windrush, we'll stop there

and we should be able to cover the first
four miles before lunch.

Splendid.

Are you sure about that shortcut, Cathy?

Quite sure. Don't worry.

For goodness sake!

That's a skylark, isn't it, Mr Fawlter?

Yes, that's right. Oh, there he goes.

"Higher still and higher,
from the earth thou springest..."

Shelley. Ode to a Skylark.

"We look before and after,
and pine for what is not."

What did I tell you? Thick as thieves.

If we cut through we'll avoid the road.

Hang on. Can't you read?

Come on, stragglers!

Don't say I didn't warn you.

GUNSHOT
- WOMAN SCREAMS

MRS MCCARTHY:
Holy Mother!

BUNTY: Watch out, Mrs M.
- Keep low, everyone.

MALLORY:
What did I tell you?

Oi, you! Cut it out!

GUNSHOT
- CATHY: Randall!

GOODFELLOW:
He's down! Oi! Stop shooting!

CATHY:
Oh no... He's bleeding.

Thankfully the shot only grazed him.
May I ask you to put down your gun?

Yes. At once! Or I'll have you arrested!

Thought you were pheasants.
Eyesight not what it was.

NORMAN:
You could have killed someone.

It's rock salt, you fool.

I am Inspector Mallory--

I don't care who you are.
You're trespassing.

There's a footpath,
we've got a right, look for yourself!

It is an of fence to have in your possession
any firearm or ammunition

with intent to endanger--
- HETTY: Oh, Daddy wouldn't have intended

anything, honestly.

I've warned you about this!

But they were off the path.

Oh you saw that, alright?

Bunty?
- BUNTY: Hetty?

I don't believe it!
- BUNTY: Oh!

THEY KISS NOISILY

Darling, is that a back pack?

Oh!
- You poor thing, here...

HETTY:
Let me.

Hetty and I went
to boarding school together.

I saw you in the papers, with that Earl's
son, you naughty thing.

Same old Bunty!
- BUNTY LAUGHS

Listen, you absolutely must stay for tea.
Stay the night.

Oh Het, that would be...

MRS MCCARTHY:
Impossible, I'm afraid.

We are expected elsewhere.

Oh Shame.

Awfully dull around here
since I got engaged.

Oh, congrats, darling!

To the Perfectly Dull Duke.
- Oh...

Well, it seems we're safe to continue.

FATHER BROWN:
If you can refrain from shooting

we will endeavour
to keep to the marked paths.

Damn interfering priest.

We could always take the road...

We're taking the path.

There will be a pile of sandwiches
waiting, if I know, Mrs Kendall.

Blisters. Blisters everywhere.

Youth Hostel!

I've been duped.

Cathy! Oh I've been so looking
forward to seeing you.

It's been how many years?
You haven't changed a bit.

Oh I think I have.

I wondered when I'd ever see you again...

Well, it's marvellous walking out here.
This is my husband, Norman.

Hello.
- So good to meet you, Mrs Kendall.

Uh, Father Brown, Mrs McCarthy

Miss Windermere and um...
our friend Randall.

Well, you're all very welcome.
All of you. Any friend of Cathy's

Come in, come in.

We've tea waiting
and all the dorms are prepared.

Dorms?

BUNTY SIGHS GRUMPILY

They lock the doors at nine.

I'm telling you, Hetty,
it's worse than boarding school.

Why so keen to provoke Hollingworth, then?

Leave it, Norman, please.

What am I supposed to do, Cathy?
When you keep me on the outside...

Perhaps you'd all like some cocoa now?

I remember how you loved crumpets, Cathy.

Thank you, Mrs Kendall.

BIRD CHIRPS NOISILY

GOODFELLOW:
It could be a sedge warbler?

FATHER BROWN:
Yes sergeant. Possibly.

GOODFELLOW:
Or a chaffinch, maybe?

Mr Fawlter would know.

MRS MCCARTHY SNORES

This is a prison, not a hostel.

I am quite literally being held prisoner.

MRS MCCARTHY MUMBLES

SHE SNORES

Doors locked, lights out,
it's not even dark yet.

BUNTY SIGHS

STONES CLATTER ON WINDOW

Hetty!
- HETTY: There's a party in town.

It's going to be wild.

Get a move on.
- Hang on.

MRS MCCARTHY:
Mm?

I can't!

Have you forgotten everything
you learnt at school?

HETTY GIGGLES

It'd be really awkward if I break my...
SHE GASPS

HETTY: Oh!
- BUNTY SHOUTS

...leg.

Are you alright?

BIRDS CAW

Have you brought me some clothes?

What a trooper. Of course I have.

LOUD SNORING

WOMAN SCREAMS

FATHER BROWN:
That doesn't sound like a sedge warbler.

WOMAN SHOUTS:
Help! Oh, no!

MALLORY:
What the...?

MRS KENDALL GASPS

MRS KENDALL:
Is he dead?

Requiem aeternam dona ei, Domine.

Et lux perpetua luceat ei.
- MALLORY: Excuse me, excuse me.

He's dead.
- Requiescat in pace. Amen.

Strangled, I'd say.

Someone hit him, too.

On the back of the head...

and in the face
- Thank you, Padre, I'm not blind.

It's obviously from where he fell.

Looks like they used a rope.

What are those marks on the neck?

Will you give me some room!

MRS MCCARTHY:
Father, oh excuse me, excuse me.

Father, I can't find Penelope anywhere!

Oh my goodness. He's not...?

Oh heavens above!

That means there's a killer on the loose.

We have to report her as a missing person.

I'll rouse the local Constabulary.

Thank you, Sergeant.

And after your cocoa
with Mrs Fawlter and Mrs Kendall?

I went to read in the lounge.
Until after lights out?

Uh, they have some excellent
ornithology books.

And you returned to find the body
at what time?

It was gone eleven thirty

I couldn't sleep,
a hot milk always settles me...

what on earth was Lord Hollingworth
doing here?

You knew him?

He used to be the patron at the Skylark.

I'll ask the questions, Padre.

You weren't in the dorm at lights out.

DOOR OPENS
- BUNTY AND HETTY GIGGLE

BUNTY:
Shh!

What are you all doing up?

We were worried sick about you!

Keep your hair on, Mrs M,
we were only at a party in Cheltenham.

You were only at a party in...

After everything that has happened
here tonight and...

What?

I'm sorry to have to ask these questions,
Miss Hollingworth.

Couldn't it wait until morning, Inspector?

Did you notice anything strange
when you arrived at the hostel at... uh...

just after nine, you said?

Nine? Well, you didn't
pick me up till nine thirty.

Actually, there is something, Inspector.

Yes, Miss Hollingworth?

When I arrived at the Skylark,
I saw my father... outside the hostel.

You saw Lord Hollingworth?

He was heading round the back.

I waited in my car for a moment
and then I followed him.

And why did you do that?

I was worried.

He'd taken a call earlier in
the evening, and he seemed...

agitated.

Go on, Miss Hollingworth.

He went inside...

Was the door unlocked?

I don't know, he just went in.
I heard voices, an argument.

How dare you threaten me.

I think it's about time you admitted
the truth?

I've had enough of your little games.

Daddy?

What the hell are you doing here?

I could ask you the same.
- Did you follow me?

Not exactly.
- Go home!

This does not concern you.

I said go home.

And then I went to pick up Bunty.

And you're certain
it was the two individuals here?

Absolutely positive.

Thank you, Miss Hollingworth.

I'm sorry to have troubled you,
under the circumstances.

What was the argument about?

I've no idea.

Hetty didn't mention seeing her father

or that she was inside the Skylark.

You think she's covering something up?

Seems like it.

Although I don't think she
could possibly be involved in the murder.

She adored her father.

How did she seem?

Same old Hetty really.

Perhaps a little giddy.

Are you sure that wasn't the alcohol

at that party of yours?

Stick close to her.
See what you can tease out.

I don't know if this is pertinent

but I saw Cathy and Norman
arguing earlier.

They mentioned Hollingworth.

Darling, where are you going?

I need to be at home.

Oh, no. You're in shock.
I'll drive you when it's light.

Come on.

I'm not sure I quite trust that young lady.

MALLORY:
Mrs Fawlter. . .

I... I didn't say anything
because I didn't want Randall in trouble.

Why would Randall be in trouble?

Everyone saw how furious he was
after being shot at.

And who can blame him?

What is your relationship
with Randall Jones?

I don't see that's relevant here.

So you were arguing
about the trespassing, it got heated

and your Randall Jones
launched a revenge attack.

No, he didn't.

You've got it all wrong.

Mrs Kendall...

I thought I'd tidy up a bit.

Sorry Father, I'll leave you.

Tell me, are all the doors locked at nine pm?

Yes, yes they are.

What about the back door?

I must have forgotten,
with all the excitement.

It was so good to see Cathy again.

Did she came here often
when she was young?

Quite often.

For this to happen tonight,
of all the nights.

What a terrible shock,
finding Lord Hollingworth.

It's not me I'm sorry for.

It's Cathy...

and all of you, here on your trip.

PEACOCK SQUAWKS

I wish you'd said something last night
about your father.

Do you mind awfully if we don't go over this
all again, Bunty?

My head is splitting, I can't think straight.

Actually I might go and freshen up.
Wait here for me, will you?

Of course.

Adores her father, indeed.

I have never met a more calculating
young lady in all my born days.

"Oh yes Inspector, there was
something, now I think about it..."

Don't think you're being a bit hasty?

She had Penelope climb out of the window!

Bunty is quite capable of getting into
scrapes on her own, don't you think?

And she was very cagey about what time
she arrived at the Skylark.

You heard her yourself.

FATHER BROWN:
That doesn't make her a killer.

Well, all I can say is
I hope you've done the right thing

allowing Penelope to drive her home.

And as for your theory,
I see no car anywhere.

Hollingworth Hall is four miles from here.

I doubt Lord Hollingworth
walked here last night.

Oh, you're surely not telling me
that Miss Hollingworth was telling a lie?

Et voila!

If this is Lord Hollingworth's car

then Lord Hollingworth certainly didn't want
to be seen approaching the Skylark.

Would you look at this, hmm?

It's the map Randall thrust at him.

That's the Skylark?

FATHER BROWN:
That's a school...

MRS MCCARTHY:
And the convent.

Perhaps Randall was sending
Lord Hollingworth a message?

I'm going to see what I can find out
about those places.

CAR DOOR CLOSES
- Thank you, Mrs McCarthy

and I will have a word with Randall Jones.

Hello?

Who am I speaking to?

BUNTY: I see. ls there
someone there called Dora Smith?

Thanks for finding that.

Do step away from the telephone.
You know what a good shot I am.

It's not your fault, Cathy.
I gave him the map, didn't I?

We should tell the police.

If they know who you are...
- It'll only make it worse.

Oh, Randall, please don't!

Oi!
- GOODFELLOW: Head him off at the road.

As if that pair have a hope in hell
of catching him!

If he wants to make himself look guilty,
he's going the right way about it.

He isn't guilty.

Running away will make him a suspect.

If he's innocent,
the truth will only help him.

I know where he might head to.

Father Brown, would you come with me?

Persuade him to give himself up?

Alright. Let's think about this logically.

I don't think you're actually
going to shoot me.

You can't keep me here forever.

Well, perhaps there's a civilised way
of dealing with this.

You can't pay me off!

Really? That's not the Bunty I know.

He can't have got far.

Why didn't you look where I was going?

Sorry, sir.

I see something. Come on!

That inspector thinks I'm the bee's knees.

I'll simply deny it if you go to the police.

We can't afford a scandal.

And if there's no actual evidence...

BUNTY:
That number was for a convent school.

This Dora Smith must have quite a story.

Sorry old thing,
you aren't thinking straight.

Now hand me those letters.

Thank you so much.

Now you don't happen
to have any rope handy, do you?

There's a twitcher's hide out here.

I brought Randall once,
when he first came to the village.

Mr Jones clearly means a lot to you.

He did some odd jobs for us,
he became a friend.

Why did he give Lord Hollingworth that map?

I don't know. There's the hide,
by those bushes.

I don't wish to pry

but Miss Windermere said
that you and your husband

were heard arguing last night.

Oh, he's there! Randall!

It's alright, it's alright,
I've brought Father Brown!

It's no good, Cathy.

Please, if we explain...

Who's going to believe me?

Look, I messed up, Father.

All my life's been the same,
but you just keep Cathy out of this.

Alright? She's been through enough.

POLICEMAN: Oi, stop there, lad.
- FATHER BROWN: Mr Jones.

FATHER BROWN: If you--
- Gotcha.

Randall Jones, I am arresting you
on suspicion of murder.

CATHY: No!
- You are not obliged to say anything

but anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Have you any connection
with Lord Hollingworth?

Yes, yes that's right.

Oh, I see. And when was that?
If you don't mind my asking.

Sorry to interrupt,
the charabanc has arrived.

Well, thank you very much indeed,
Sister. Goodbye.

PHONE RECEIVER CHIMES

Mrs Kendall, when did Lord Hollingworth
stop being patron here?

About 15 years ago I think. Why?

HETTY:
You're taking me to the police?

BUNTY:
Now you know I'm not a snitch, darling.

I'm taking you to see Father Brown.

HETTY:
Well. This is awkward.

BUNTY:
You'd better play along, darling

if you don't want me
to hand over those letters.

Miss Hollingworth, Miss Windermere.

BUNTY:
Inspector.

What the devil's going on?

Erm, I was just trying to distract Hetty.

After everything she's been through.

What? By tying her up?

Yes... erm...
we were just reliving an old school game

such larks, honestly, erm...
we pretend to be kidnapped.

Weren't we, Hetty?
SHE LAUGHS

We take it in turns to be tied, you see.

I got the short straw.

Or the long, depending on
which way you look at it.

In one version we're rescued by policemen.

Right, well, yes.
Goodfellow, what are you waiting for?

Two devilishly handsome policemen.

POLICE CAR STALLS

What the hell are you playing at, man?
- ENGINE STARTS

Well if he didn't think
you were the bee's knees before...

Would you say you had a hot temper?

You were furious, weren't you,
when Hollingworth shot at you?

Why didn't you mention seeing Hollingworth

before he was murdered?

How old are you, Randall? 23?

Colourful life so far,
what with these convictions

for larceny and housebreaking.

I was starving.

That's why I broke in.

Like I say, hot temper.

So when Hollingworth
saw you and Cathy together...

RANDALL SCOFFS
- MALLORY: Nobody's judging, Randall

Private life's your own.

But when Hollingworth let rip at your lover

you got mad, didn't you?

You wanted him to suffer,
his life of privilege compared to yours?

No, that's not how it was! Alright...

I hit him but I didn't kill him.

If he were patron
of the girls' approved school

As well as the convent and the Skylark.

Then why give up the patronage
of all three at exactly the same time?

In you go, darling.

What on Earth?

So much for the countryside
keeping me out of trouble, Mrs M!

Was your father interested in birds?

Not unless he could shoot them.

And who is...?

Dora Smith?

I was just about to get to that,
when I was held at gunpoint.

I couldn't see another option.

Apology accepted!

Do these locations mean anything to you?

Should they?

What did you know
about your father's charitable works?

He was patron of a few organisations
a while back.

BUNTY:
And Dora Smith?

I suppose you'll find out soon enough.

She worked at the convent school.

And she was blackmailing your father?

Not exactly.

Look, I know my father wasn't entirely...

Yes, he had his faults,
but he didn't deserve to be murdered.

So you must want the truth
to come out, Hetty!

It can be hard to accept that someone we love
can be capable of hurting others.

But every human being...

beyond doubt...

is worth more
than the worst of their actions.

MALLORY:
He fell after you hit him, didn't he?

I can't remember. I think so.

There was blood on the back of his skull.

Look he was alive, I swear it!

He was weakened by the blow,
by hitting his head

and you couldn't stop yourself.

RANDALL: No!
- You strangled him.

He deserved to die, that old hypocrite!

But I didn't kill him.
Do You hear me? I didn't do it.

Randall Jones, you will be formally charged

for the murder
of Lord Henry Hollingworth.

There was almost a scandal before Mummy died.

A convent girl.

When was this?

About 15 years ago.

She made these accusations.

HETTY: Mummy was sure
it was nonsense, but...

The girl was threatening the press
and all sorts

so... she was paid off.

Is that why you needed
the Perfectly Dull Duke?

Hollingworth Hall was under threat?

Oh, we've been on our uppers for years.

It's frightfully expensive to maintain.

But...

When Daddy shot at whoever brought
that book I knew something was...

I found the letters.

I phoned Dora Smith.

She said there were others.

And that she was a witness.

No wonder he wanted to marry you off.

Did you confront your father?

No.

I didn't want to believe it.

We need to take this to the police.

HETTY: What's the use of stirring it all up?
They've got their man, haven't they?

What makes you think
that Randall would have killed your father?

BUNTY:
Het...

Did you have anything to do with this?

Only it must have been devastating
to find out about all of it.

What do you take me for?
He's my father!

He was...
- I'm sorry. Of course.

Had to ask.

FATHER BROWN:
You told the police

Lord Hollingworth received
a telephone call earlier that evening.

Do you remember anything about it?

I won't be ruined by some harlot!

HE SLAMS DOWN PHONE

And then I went to pick up Bunty.

"She's been through enough."

Sorry?

Something young Randall said.

Het, if there's any chance
that Randall is innocent

you don't want that on your conscience.

You may have more in common
with Randall Jones than you think.

Excuse me.

Father?

Mrs Fawlter.

What's happened?

May I speak with you?

Alone, if possible?

What on Earth happened to your car,
Mrs Fawlter?

Oh, um...

it was the neighbour's son. Catapult.

Were you and Randall Jones
blackmailing Lord Hollingworth?

What?

Don't be absurd!

You wanted Mr Jones to tell
the police who he really was.

Randall's your son, isn't he?

That's absolutely...

I've told you.

He's a friend.

This must be extremely difficult for you,
Mrs Fawlter.

You were very young
when Lord Hollingworth took advantage of you.

I... I was 15.

We'd like to speak
to Inspector Mallory please.

If he's not tied up.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Inspector!

What now?

I do hope you're not easily shocked.

I wanted a better life for Randall.

So the walk over his land?
- Was meant as a warning.

And later you telephoned Lord Hollingworth
from the Skylark?

Yes, I threatened him with the police
if he didn't pay up.

I had the testimony of Dora Smith
and others.

I didn't expect him to turn up
at the Skylark.

No one will believe your slander.

They'll know you're after my money.

Money for your son!

I had to give him away.

What kind of a life do you think
he's had? Not fair!

Oi!
- I'll ruin you, and all the others like you.

CATHY SHOUTS
- BODY THUDS

LORD HOLLINGWORTH MOANS

CATHY:
No... no...

CATHY:
Randall was defending me.

How much does Mr Fawlter know
about all this?

Nothing about the blackmail.

DOOR RATTLES

Catherine Fawlter

I'm arresting you for the murder
of Lord Hollingworth.

What?
- We know all about these.

You're not obliged to say anything

but anything you say
may be given in evidence.

I am sure that you are mistaken.

Stay out of this, Padre.

I telephoned Dora Smith.

She soon crumbled once she realised
we were onto the extortion racket.

No, you don't understand.
Randall's my son.

The perfect motive.

You and Randall Jones
planned to murder Lord Hollingworth

when he wouldn't pay up.

You cannot honestly think Cathy would--
- Best let us do our job, sir.

Goodfellow.
- This way...

I don't blame anyone
but Hollingworth, Father. No one!

It was Hollingworth all along...

NORMAN:
But she didn't kill anyone. She couldn't.

It wasn't Cathy, it was me.

I did it.

How did you kill him, Mr Fawlter?

Well, I... strangled him.

With What?

Well, I lost my temper

no, wait, wait, I hit him first.

Your desire to protect Mrs Fawlter
is admirable.

But if you impede the investigation
when the real suspect is still at large...

I can't just stand by!

Can I borrow your telephone?

She insisted on coming too.

Well if it's about my father...

Thank you, Bunty, Het.

Going twitching?

Mrs Kendall?
- PLATES CLATTER

Goodness, you gave me a fright.

Did you forget something?

I checked the dorms.

The marks on Lord Hollingworth's neck.

They were from the focus wheel.

Whose are those?

They belong to Mr Fawlter.

I remembered
you put them back on his bedside table.

MRS KENDALL: But surely, you don't think
Norman killed him?

I wondered, at first.

He almost confessed
when the police arrested his wife.

They've arrested Cathy?
- FATHER BROWN: Yes.

Both her and Mr Jones
are now in police custody.

So two innocent people may hang.

But...

If they were Norman's binoculars... I...

Mrs Kendall, you didn't forget to lock up.

Lord Hollingworth had a key.

He must have made it very hard
for you to say no.

Urn... when did Mrs Fawlter first tell you

she'd had a child by Hollingworth?

I didn't know what he was doing.

Not at first.

I should have known
you'd be in league with the harlots.

Cathy's not the harlot.

You're the disgrace!
You disgust me!

If I'm disgusting, so are you.

Who gave me the key?

I should thank you.

How could I ever have managed without you?

We're the same, you and I.

SHE GRUNTS
- HE GROANS

SHE GRUNTS
- HE CHOKES

MRS KENDALL (VO): Hollingworth told me,
if he went down so would I.

I was scared...

Norman left his binoculars.

I did it for Cathy and all the others!

I'm glad he's dead.

I'm glad.

DOOR OPENS
- MRS KENDALL: All those girls...

You let it happen!

We tried to stop him.

Mr Fawlter...
- You helped him abuse her!

No! I cared for Cathy.

She must have known
he was a monster all along.

Not all of it.

I didn't honestly.
He was a good father.

She was 15.

This won't help your wife.

Your wife says she blames no one for this.

She has already forgiven Mrs Kendall.

SHE SOBS
I'm sorry...

You were driven by self-hatred

as much as hatred for Lord Hollingworth.

MRS KENDALL SOBS

You can set your soul free at last.

God will forgive you.

I... I won't let Cathy hang.

I won't. I won't.

You'll confess to the police?

STRING QUARTET PLAYS

INDISTINCT CHATTER
- GUESTS LAUGH

Lemonade?

Oh, thank you, Miss Hollingworth.

And what will you do once the hall is sold?

Now that you've ditched
your Perfectly Dull Duke?

I don't know. Travel?

Or perhaps I'll find
a nice little cottage in Kembleford

and some delightful children
to be a governess to.

SHE GIGGLES

Oh, you came!
- Miss Hollingworth.

Hetty, please. We are related, after all.

There's a stack of scones to eat.

You sure you're alright?

It was very kind of you to invite us.

But this Trust for Randall and I,
we couldn't accept.

You could. It's the least I can do.

So glad you could make it, Inspector.

Ah it's my pleasure.

You'll know plenty of faces.

There's even some you haven't arrested.

SHE GIGGLES

Very good of Miss Hollingworth
to help Cathy and the other women

with the proceeds from the Hall.

She has a good heart.

You don't really think
she's going to settle in Kembleford?

Do you worry about her influence
on Penelope?

MRS MCCARTHY:
No, no.

I always thought she was a good
and conscientious girl, underneath...

Penelope?

Where are you going?

Don't wait up, Mrs M!

Penelope!

BUNTY LAUGHS