10x06 - The Fool On The Hill

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

This'll be third morning he's been late.

Somethings definitely up.

Somebody keeps making him homemade fruit cake.

That's it. He's got himself a new woman.

Hiya. Who has?

- Craddock. - Cheers.

He keeps leaving early.

There's definitely something in the air, then.

What are you looking at me for?

♪ Love is all around me

♪ It's everywhere I go

♪ I feel it in my fingers

♪ I feel it in... ♪

- What? - This is a police station, Bradley.

I would be grateful if you kept your musical outbursts

for outside working hours. - Sarge.

There you go.

Wish I had a local like this near me.

There must be plenty of pubs down in Cardiff.

None in the vicinity of

the delightful Cherrytrees Nursing Home.

- Oh, is that where you live? - I know. Cruel, isn't it?

I'm far too young to be stuck away with incontinent old biddies.

SHE CHUCKLES

DAVID: He's not quite himself, is he, Mr Greengrass?

No, no, he's not. You better take him home,

because I've gotta go and back this horse that Harold's given me.

You think you should take him to the vet?

No. He's probably just pining over that posh poodle he were chasing.

- Do dogs get lovesick, do they? - 'Course, they do.

- What's his name, eh? - Oh, it's, erm... it's Alfred.

He's a bit under the weather.

You must give him vitamin supplements B and C,

and best beef every day. That should do the trick.

You seem to know a lot about 'em. Are you a vet or summat?

I used to race greyhounds when I was a young thing.

So I know a thing or two.

Greyhounds, eh? I bet you like the odd flutter an' all.

I do indeed, Mr...

Greengrass, Claude Jeremiah.

Claude, what a lovely name.

Is it? I suppose it is, unless your second name's Bottom.

Er, this is David.

Delighted to meet you both.

I'm Enid. And if you've got any tips, I could do with one.

You're in luck, because I've just been given a very good thing

by a bloke who rarely lets me down.

Let me get the drinks in and we'll talk business, shall we?

I'll drink a lot of scotch to that.

I think we might make a few, buddy, without even having a bet.

BIRDS TWEET

- They've taken me wallet. - Was there much in there?

All I had. About £.

Me daughter and I have just moved here, you see.

Dave and Sandra have kindly let us stay.

Was about to open an account, pay it all in.

Anything else?

My engagement ring.

The only bit of jewellery I had of any real value.

But there was nothing else taken from the house?

No. We've already checked everywhere else.

I see. Any idea how they might have got in?

Well, Dave and I had just popped to the village for some groceries,

so we didn't bother locking up.

Who discovered the break-in?

I did.

Right. I've got all the details.

If there's anything else, I'll be in touch.

Right. I'll show you out, then.

You okay?

Thank you, Enid, love.

Lechyd da!

Yeah, yeah. Yacky-da!

So, my dear, tell me a little more about this sure-fire win of yours.

Well... I got it from a bloke,

who's the brother of a chap, who's mucking about with the missus of...

A fixed race, I presume.

What, do they do that sort of thing?

And what's in it for you?

Apart from helping out a poor old woman

down on her wrappers, of course!

I wouldn't mind being a couple of quid behind ya.

What I normally do, Enid, is, I'll put your money on for you,

and then you give me % of your winnings.

- I can't be fairer than that. - %, Claude?

I'll give you five.

Got to drop the bloke who gave the tip.

- Take it or leave it. - % might not come to much.

You don't know how much I've got to put on yet, do you?

I've been saving up for a birthday present for my son.

Never mind. He can wait.

£ enough?

quid? You are on!

It's a pleasure doing business with you.

Hope you say that when the race is over.

You won't let me down, I'm sure. You've got a kind face, Claude.

Have I? That's a first.

HE WHEEZES

CHILDREN LAUGHING

Mum?

- You left it in the kitchen. - Ah, thanks, Mum.

Mum, are you okay?

Yeah. 'Course, love.

I better go. I'll pick you up at three.

- What are you doing here? - That's all the welcome I get?

DISTANT VOICE ..for you to change your mind.

I will fight for custody. You know that.

It didn't have to be like this, Charlie.

- Then come back. - No.

- I can change. - And your drinking?

I've stopped. I want my daughter.

She's staying here with me.

I'll fight you every inch of the way.

You don't stand a chance.

WOMAN SCREAMS Get off! Stop it.

Get off! Leave me alone!

OBJECT THUDS Oh!

I don't understand you, Bernie.

It's, it's money, for nowt.

For the last time, Claude, I'm not interested.

But, but, I got it from Harold Davis

and you know he's never given me a wrong 'un in his life.

How much money did I lose last time?

Well, that one didn't come from Harold.

In any case, I didn't know they were gonna back their other one.

I rest my case. Goodbye, Claude.

You'll be sorry when it wins.

I'll try and live with it.

It's a dead cert. HE SNORTS

See you later, d*ck.

I just don't understand it, Constable.

The body was here.

Are you sure this woman was assaulted?

I heard her screaming for help.

Did you see anyone else?

No. But a moment after the screaming had stopped,

I saw a car driving off.

I know it happened probably very quickly,

but did you manage to get a registration number?

I'm afraid not.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not being as helpful as I'd like.

It must have been a bit of a shock. Don't worry.

Would you come down to the station to make a statement?

I thought you'd never ask, Constable.

And don't make a habit of it. I do lunches, not takeaways.

I won't. I promise.

Apple pie?

Yeah, well, you were lucky. I had some left over, didn't I?

Oh, and I want the lunchbox back. It's Oscar's.

You and Phil seem to be getting on rather well lately.

What?

Don't you start. I've already had Oscar giving me the third degree.

You could do worse.

Well, we're just friends. Right?

Right.

- And you still write? - Oh, yes, whenever I can.

Well, I'd love to read one of these crime stories of yours.

Constable, you're too kind.

If you'd like to step this way, please, Madam.

What are you doing here?

- Now, don't get upset. - I thought I told you...

Sarge, this is the lady who reported the as*ault up on Copse Hill.

Yes, I know where, Bradley.

I just think we should make sure this isn't some kind of a hoax,

that's all. - Sarge?

Excuse me.

Thing is, Bradley,

this woman is not a reliable witness.

I heard that, Raymond.

I've got better things to do than to follow up

my mother's ridiculous idea for her next best-seller.

- Your mother? - You heard, Ventress.

You didn't tell us that you've got your mother staying with you.

- No. - I've been longing to meet you all.

Your officers have been most helpful, Raymond.

And now, I'd like to give you my statement, Constable Bradley,

if you don't mind. - Certainly.

If you'd like to step this way.

Where the heck have you been, Bellamy?

Ah, now we have a full complement.

You must be Constable Bellamy. Very pleased to meet you.

Likewise.

If you'd like to come this way.

What's going on?

- GINA: There you go, Maggie. - Thanks.

Hiya. What can I get you?

A whisky, please.

Make it a double.

VOICES DISTORTED Are you okay?

Yeah. Fine, thanks.

VOICES DISTORTED That's half a crown, please.

GLASS SMASHES

Gina, call an ambulance!

Yes. Okay.

Home! Now! And stay there.

There's no need to be quite so disagreeable, Raymond.

Just because it was I that found the body and not you.

So, that's his mystery woman, eh?

Not quite what we expected, is she?

Right, thanks.

Sarge, that was Maggie on the phone.

She's just taken a woman to hospital with head wounds.

She matches the description of the woman your mother gave us.

Well, we'd better get down there and check it out, hadn't we?

PHONE RINGS

- Maggie, can I have a quick word? - Yes, I'll just be a minute.

That break-in I was called out to this morning. It's the same woman.

Are you sure?

I'm positive. Her name's Rachel Osborne.

She's staying in a house with some old friends.

It's odd. Only her room was broken into, and now this.

Maggie, have you any idea what happened?

Afraid not, no. She collapsed in the pub.

They're doing an X-ray to check for internal damage.

At least we know who she is.

Bradley, you'd better get back up to the house, tell them what happened.

Right, Sarge.

That'll teach Raymond, won't it?

He thought I was making the whole thing up, you know.

How long are you staying in Aidensfield?

Oh, only a few days.

I insisted on coming up since poor Raymond's all on his own.

I'm here for his birthday.

- Cr... Sergeant Craddock's? - He doesn't want a fuss.

It's the first one since dear Penny walked out on him.

I think he's feeling a little sorry for himself.

So I thought I'd cheer him up and have a surprise party.

You will come, won't you?

- Of course. - Oh, excellent.

And be sure to tell the others, mind.

DOOR OPENS

You've news on the break-in?

I'm afraid not, no. I'm actually here about Mrs Osborne.

Why?

She collapsed, and she's been taken to Ashfordly General

with head injuries.

What happened?

We're not absolutely sure at the moment,

but we think she had some sort of accident up at Copse Hill.

An accident?

We'll know more when the doctors have completed their tests.

Is there any family you think we should contact?

Um, yeah, there's Charlie. That's Rachel's husband.

He's in Germany. He's in the army out there.

They're separated, you see.

Rachel's filing for divorce.

But, erm... all the same, I suppose he should know.

LUCY: Sandra? Dave?

That's Lucy. That's Rachel's daughter.

Is Mum here?

Rachel... She'll be all right, won't she?

Well, it's difficult to know.

I see.

You were close?

Yes. Well, more with Rachel's husband, Charlie.

We were in the army together. We were best mates.

Once.

- PHIL: That was delicious. - Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Is there no end to your talents?

Flattery'll get you nowhere, Phil. So, go and do some work.

She's a lovely girl, your Gina.

Well, she is. But she's not...

- I mean... - Early days?

I remember when my late Alfie,

God bless his soul, was courting me.

At first, I wasn't too sure.

He whisked me off on a romantic weekend

to the most beautiful hotel.

Must have cost a fortune.

Open log fires, cordon bleu suppers,

all the trimmings.

And that did it?

Ooh, absolutely.

It's worth a try, isn't it?

Well, for Gina, no question.

But the thing is, Enid, I'm broke.

Ah!

I might be able to help you, there.

How?

She's in here. EQUIPMENT BEEPS

Come in.

That's a lot of money you're putting on this.

How many times have I told you, David?

You've gotta speculate to accumulate.

Even better when you're speculating with someone else's accumulation.

Claude, dear! Ooh, thank goodness I caught you.

Look what I've got for you.

A further £, invested by a third party

who wishes to remain anonymous.

Quite above board, I can assure you.

So long as I get my %, the more, the merrier.

Whoever it is!

When are you going to tell me its name, Claude?

As soon as I get the money on, love.

It's in the :, and it's on the telly,

see you in the Aidensfield Arms just before the race.

Right, I'll be there. And good luck, Claude.

Luck's got nowt to do with it. Just make sure you're not late.

Come on, David.

Well, that's settled, then. Bridge Hotel, next weekend.

Well, hadn't you better tell her?

It's a surprise.

She might be working next weekend.

No, she told me she's free.

Don't you think you're taking this a bit...

- What? - ..fast?

'Course not. It's time I whisked her off her feet.

Oh, well, if you're sure.

- I am. - Women love surprises.

- PHIL: Yeah? - Absolutely.

Always worked with Mrs Ventress.

Any luck contacting Rachel Osborne's once husband?

Yes, Sarge, finally.

Charlie Osborne was discharged from the army three weeks ago.

- He's no longer living in Germany. - Where is he?

Not sure. No forwarding address.

All they know is he's moved back to England.

- Without telling his wife? - Appears so.

Curious, wouldn't you say, in the circumstances?

Why keep it from her?

Why don't you go and have a word with those friends again?

The Wilsons. There must be something else they can tell us.

Right, Sarge.

Come on, Baby Love, come on!

Don't shout too loud! You'll put him off!

Where is it, where is it? Shouldn't it be a bit nearer?

Don't worry, there's plenty of time.

- There he is, on the outside. - Where?

- Look, on the outside. - Where is it?

That's him coming up on the outside! He's coming!

He's gonna make it! There he is!

Go on, my boy! Yes!

HE LAUGHS Well done, Claude, well done.

CLAUDE: Thanks very much.

What are you gonna have half a pint of?

Cheer up, Bernie. Who's a silly boy?

HE GUFFAWS

Have you got any idea why Charlie wouldn't tell his wife

he was back in England?

Charlie wasn't an easy man.

Perhaps he wanted to make things difficult for her.

What do you mean, "not easy"?

He drank a lot, sometimes he'd take it out on Rachel.

- Did he get violent? - He'd lose his temper sometimes.

I don't know how bad things got. Rachel wouldn't talk about it.

Have you any idea where he might be?

Any friends or relatives he could be staying with?

He has a sister in Whitby. Only relative I can think of.

You wouldn't happen to have the address, would you?

Been years since we were last there.

It's on the seafront somewhere.

That's right. Er...

Dove Cottage.

Doctor?

What is it?

It's Mum. There's something wrong.

Nurse, get Dr Walker.

SHE SHUSHES

Do you want a chocolate biscuit, Alfred?

Eh?

They're your favourite.

Are you all right?

Ashfordly Police. Charlie Osborne?

Right, sir. I take it you are infact Charlie Osborne?

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

I can't understand it. I were wearing it yesterday.

Are you sure you put that betting slip in that shirt pocket?

Yes, David, I am sure I put that betting slip in that shirt pocket.

Do you know something I don't know?

No. Well, I mean, when I say no, I mean... yes.

But it's nothing to get upset about.

Let me be the judge of that. Come on, spit it out.

Well, I offered Alfred a chocolate biscuit, but he didn't want it.

Yes?

So I took him down to the vet's, you know,

to get them vitamin things that Enid was talking about.

Yes?

They've kept him in. They wanna check him.

Yes.

What's that got to do with my missing shirt?

He were all shivery.

So I've wrapped him up and taken him to the vet's in it.

You did what?

Was only trying to be helpful and use my "initinative".

Use it? You can't even pronounce it!

You're always telling me to try and think for meself.

I've changed my mind. It's not safe.

Come on, let's get down to the vet's. Now!

So, Mr Osborne.

Can you explain why your wife's wallet was in your possession?

What is this?

We're just trying to uncover why you'd steal from her.

ause I'm broke.

Why didn't you tell anyone you were back?

I didn't think it'd go down too well, did I?

Your wife is filing for divorce and you were upset.

She walked out taking my daughter. Wouldn't you be?

Did you break in as a way of getting back at her.

You deaf?

For the last time, I broke in because I was skinned. You got that?

Why exactly did you leave the army, Mr Osborne.

What's that got to do with anything.

- I understand you were discharged. - I'd had enough.

Now is that it? Can I go?

After we've taken down a statement, yes.

Do you wish to see your wife?

Why? Desperate to see me, is she?

I'm asking, Mr Osborne, because she's had an accident.

She's in hospital.

What happened to her?

We didn't get a chance to find out.

She's in a coma.

Here you are.

Just keep giving him the vitamins, should be right as rain.

Excuse me asking, but what happened to the shirt he were wrapped in?

Alfred was sick all over it, so it's been disposed of.

Disposed of!? How?

Will you please refrain from shouting, Mr Greengrass?

I'm not shouting. I'm just speaking firmly. Where is it?

In a bin. Waiting to be incinerated tomorrow morning.

Incinerated?

It's standard safety procedure. Now, will you excuse me?

It's half-day closing. Goodbye, Mr Greengrass.

CLAUDE GROWLS

MONITOR BEEPS

Your father left Germany a few weeks ago.

We brought him in for questioning.

Thank you. And he admitted to the break-in.

He turned up yesterday... at the school.

- Did you talk to him? - No.

Mum was there.

He started arguing with her.

- What happened? - It was awful.

Mum tried to walk away, but he just wouldn't let her.

He just kept on and on at her.

- He was angry? - Yeah.

Oh, Lucy, love.

Shush.

DOG BARKING

There's no doors for it, you'll have to break in.

Me? What, break into the vet on me own?

Well, you don't expect me to do it on my knees, do you?

Unless you got a better idea.

ENID: Raymond was rather a dull, sluggish child, sadly.

With few friends.

You know, he always wanted to be a special detective,

just like his father.

He'd spend hours alone in his bedroom,

trying to solve my crime stories.

He never did, bless him. PHONE RINGS

Poor Raymond. He was hopeless at solving anything.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Er, PC Alf Ventress.

Enid, have you got my winnings?

I'm collecting later.

You fix up that hotel for young Gina?

Yeah. It sounds great. It's got a swimming pool and a golf course.

Ooh, that'll impress her! Have you told her yet?

No, no, no. I just wanna whisk her away, you know, for a surprise.

- How romantic. - Mum? What now?

I just called in to see how you're getting on, dear.

Have you found out who att*cked that young woman?

What on Earth are you doing?

Seeing you out, so I can get on with my work.

- But, Raymond... - Out.

ALFRED: Er, thanks very much. Ta.

Sarge, that was Charlie Osborne's commanding officer.

Good.

He's been a bit of a troublemaker.

There are four instances of drunk and disorderly,

two suspensions for unruly conduct.

He sounds like he was a bit of a bully.

Thank you, Ventress. Radio through to Bradley, will you?

Tell him I'll meet him at the hospital.

Aye.

He can buy his own.

What's the matter with you? I thought you'd be celebrating.

Ask the boy wonder here.

What's up this time?

You don't need to know. But good old David's sorting it out.

Aren't you, good old David?

Claude, dear. I hoped I'd find you here.

I've come for my winnings.

Yes. Lovely to see you.

I'm afraid there's been a little sort of small hiccup.

What sort of hiccup?

It's nowt to worry about, I can assure you.

You have to remember, Claude, there's a third party involved,

and I don't think the gentleman in question

is going to be too happy about all this.

But it's nothing, really.

It's silly because Derek, who runs the betting office,

he's had to shut a bit early because he's got a gippy tummy.

It, it happened during the w*r, enroute Bombay.

You know, his insides have never been the same since,

havn't it, Bernie?

- Yeah, poor old Derek. - But don't worry about it,

He said if we go first thing in the morning, we can collect

- Ah. - Can I get ya--

I'll have a whiskey.

As far as the doctor's concerned,

Rachel Osborne's injuries were deliberately inflicted.

So your mother was right. She was assaulted.

- So it would seem. - How's Rachel?

Still in a coma.

When I was at the Wilsons',

Lucy told she saw Charlie arguing with her mother yesterday.

I think it's high time we got Charlie Osborne

in again for questioning, don't you?

Sandra.

Lucy doesn't want to see you.

'Course, she does. She needs me right now.

No.

She knows it was you who broke in.

Do you think I wanted to? Rachel took every last penny.

You should've told us you were back.

None of that matters now. Is Lucy here?

Yeah, she's sleeping.

Sandra, please, let me in. Just for a moment.

I won't disturb Lucy, I promise.

BINS CLATTERING

CLAUDE WHISPERING Shh, David.

Sorry, Mr Greengrass.

Can you have a look in that tunnel?

- Which one? - That one, that...

That's the one with the big lid on.

I can't get the lid off.

Well, use a bit of elbow grease.

BINS CLATTERING

DOGS BARKING

David!

DAVID SNEEZES David, be quiet.

Shh!

Mr Greengrass!

What on Earth do you think you're doing?

DOGS BARKING

Where is he?

Charlie, calm down. You're gonna wake Lucy.

Tell me!

He's gone for a drink.

Charlie!

Oh! I've told you, Alf.

It's all a bit of a misunderstanding.

I caught them red-handed, Officer.

I saw them with my own eyes, trying to break in.

I want to prosecute.

Just take them away.

BINS CLATTERING

I hope she enjoyed that.

Well, it looks as though I'd better take you both in, Claude.

You'd better give us separate cells.

Otherwise I'll be up for manslaughter.

You finished?

TERRY: Oh, dear Charlie.

- You denying it? - It's not my...

What do you take me for?

You have to calm down or get out of here.

- Tell me! - Right, that's it!

Get out or I'll call the police.

Yeah.

Yeah. I'll come now.

LUCY: Sandra?

Yeah?

Is it Mum?

OSBORNE: How long's it been going on, eh?

- Not long. - Liar.

Rachel was lonely, that's all. You weren't there.

You're a liar! I've read the letters.

Your love letters. It's gone on years, hasn't it?

Yeah.

We love each other.

- We always have. - You're the reason she left.

No. She would've stayed.

It was you who messed up, not Rachel.

Hey! Leave it, lads! Come here.

Hey! Hey! Come on. That's enough! That's enough!

You all right?

I'm very sorry.

SHE SOBS

So, your wife was having an affair with Mr Wilson.

Is this true?

Is that what you were fighting about?

Mr Osborne, please answer our question.

It's none of your business.

It becomes our business when you're fighting in public.

Then ask him, not me.

You were the one who provoked the fight.

Pressing charges, then, is he?

You've got a reputation for being a bit of a bully.

Your dismissal from the army

followed a fight, in which a man was left seriously injured.

I'd just found out Rachel were filing for divorce

and wanted custody of my daughter.

The bloke were winding me up. He wouldn't let it go.

- I just lost it. - Like last night? With Dave Wilson?

And like two days ago with your wife?

What you on about?

I think you know very well, Mr Osborne.

You stole from your wife and then you followed her, didn't you?

No.

The doctors confirmed our suspicions.

- Your wife was definitely att*cked. - What are you saying?

Sit down, please.

Where did you go after you saw your wife?

Nowhere. I stuck around to see Lucy.

And did you?

- No. - Why not?

She were talking with some friends.

I called over, but she didn't answer.

Next minute, the school bell rang. She went inside.

She saw you?

- I think so. - What time was this?

About one.

Exactly the time your wife was att*cked.

I have to tell you, Mr Osborne...

your wife died last night.

Ta, Alf. Hey, where's the marmalade?

This is a police cell, not the Ritz.

- We ought not be in here at all. - You were breaking and entering!

You've got the wrong end of the stick, Alf! It were David!

He thought he heard an animal in distress, didn't you, David?

I was looking for your shirt.

CLAUDE: Give me strength.

Mr Scripps?

You haven't seen Mr Greengrass this morning, have you?

Can't says I have. You tried his place?

Yes.

I said I'd be round first thing to collect my winnings,

and he's not there.

- What a surprise! - Beg your pardon?

He's normally so reliable, is Claude.

Ah.

Summat wrong?

Whose car is this?

It' the Wilsons'. Dave and Sandra. Why?

Thank you.

Lucy... can I join you for a moment?

I'm so sorry to hear about your mother.

I know how difficult that can be.

But if it's all right with you...

I'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

Do you know who hurt my mum?

Well, that's what we're trying to find out.

You think it was my dad, don't you?

We questioned him, yes, but our enquiries are still continuing.

Lucy... you told me your father tried to talk to you

the other day at school.

When your mum left...

did he talk to you?

No.

He tried to, but...

I just pretended I couldn't see him.

Can you remember what time this was?

Um... just before the bell.

Why, does it matter?

It means he was telling the truth.

It couldn't have been him up on Copse Hill

when your mother was att*cked.

What have you two got to say for yourselves, then?

We were only trying to get back me own property.

- What do you mean? - Me flaming shirt!

Not that your lot of plods would understand.

Any more comments like that,

you'll get a lot more than just a caution.

- We didn't nick owt, did we? - It's still breaking and entering.

Am I gonna have to go to prison, Mr Craddock?

Sarge, it's your mother.

- What now? - I've just seen the car

I saw driving off after the attack.

- It belonged to Dave Wilson. - Are you sure?

Of course, I am, dear. I knew you would be pleased.

Claude? What on Earth are you doing here?

You're Craddock's mother?

'Fraid so. Are you in some sort of trouble?

Don't tell me you two know each other.

Yes, Raymond.

Claude and I are friends. Now, what's going on?

- Ask the wayward genius here. - David?

Right. I'll attend to you two later.

Is Lucy here?

Yeah, she's upstairs. Shall I go and get her?

No, leave her for the moment.

We just wanted a quick word with your husband.

- Yeah. Go on through. - Thank you.

I wonder if you'd mind accompanying us to the station.

There are a few things we need to clear up.

What are you talking about?

- We'll explain at the station. - No.

I'd rather you explain it now.

We have a witness, Mr Wilson, who's identified the car they saw

at the time of Rachel's attack.

It belongs to you.

What?

What's going on?

Why were you fighting with Charlie Osborne?

He's lost his wife, his job,

he's had enough. So he takes it out on me.

His best friend?

We know about your affair with Rachel, Mr Wilson.

We'd managed to keep it quiet.

But Charlie found the letters.

He thinks Rachel left him because of me.

And did she?

She tried hard to make the marriage work.

It was Charlie that messed up, not Rachel.

- So she was filing for divorce? - Yes.

Was she concerned Charlie would find out about the two of you?

She wanted to cool things off till she had custody of Lucy.

And did you?

We tried to.

She didn't want Charlie using it in court.

But you weren't happy about that?

I wanted things in the open. I was sick of living a lie.

Rachel didn't want that?

No.

Would you mind telling us what your car doing at the top of Copse Hill

at the time of the attack?

You say you were unhappy when Rachel suggested

you put the affair on hold.

I suggest you were, in fact, extremely angry.

You followed Rachel onto that hill.

Started arguing with her. You lost your temper.

In a moment of madness, you lashed out.

You loved this woman, didn't you? You never meant to hurt her.

It was an accident.

You hit her?

Yes.

I'm arresting you, David Wilson, on suspicion of m*rder.

You are not obliged to say anything,

but anything you do say will be taken down in writing

and may be used in evidence.

A comb and these. That's it, is it?

Right, better come with me, Mr Wilson.

Enid, I've been looking for you.

Philip. How nice to see you.

I thought you were dropping by with the winnings.

Enid?

Oh, my dear, Philip. It's about your money.

How shall I put it?

I haven't got it.

But Gina's weekend?

- I've booked it now. - What a mess.

I thought you said we'd won.

We did my dear, we did.

But you see, the problem is,

the nice gentleman who tipped me off.

Who'd never guess what,

he's gone and lost his shirt.

MICHAEL: It's about your husband, Mrs Wilson.

What's happened?

He's confessed to Rachel's m*rder.

Dave... confessed?

These tablets. They belong to your husband.

Yes, they're Dave's.

Carbamazepine.

Well, you'll know what they're for, then?

Yeah. Epilepsy.

It's a tough illness, isn't it?

A close friend of mine suffers from it.

Poor bloke's had a rough old time.

But the hardest thing was giving up his pride and joy.

Epileptics aren't allowed to drive, are they?

So, Dave doesn't drive, does he?

It was you in the car, wasn't it?

You att*cked Rachel Osborne.

That's quid she wants, plus the stake.

That's nearly £ you've cost me. Thank you, David!

PHIL: Greengrass!

Where's me money?

- What? - Enid told me about it.

How she had the misfortune to bump into one Claude Jeremiah Greengrass,

who placed a bet on her behalf,

pretended to lose his shirt and all the winnings along with it.

Well, bad news, Claude. Guess what?

I'm the third party you put that money on for and I want it back now.

You've gotta believe me, Phil. David really did lose my shirt!

That's why he had to try and break in the vet's.

Go on, tell him.

It's true, Mr Bellamy, it is my fault.

But I didn't wanna break into the vet's.

I won't have to go to jail, will I?

Just give me the money back you put on that horse for me,

and we'll call it quits.

And while you're at it, you can give Enid's back, too.

I haven't got it. I paid on.

I don't think Craddock will be that happy

to find you lost all the cash his dear old mum

put by for his birthday, do you?

Now, pay up!

Or your life won't be worth living. Believe me.

Neither will somebody else's not a million miles away from here.

Believe me.

If you'd like to sign here, you can go.

I don't understand.

It's correct, Mr Wilson. You're free to go.

I'd known about the affair for a while.

They had no idea I knew.

I tried not to think about it.

As if not thinking about it would somehow make it all go away.

Dave and I had been married for years.

I really loved him.

But I wasn't good enough for him.

He wanted to be with her, not me.

And Rachel...

was our friend. She was my friend. I trusted her.

But when she came to stay with us, I'd finally just had enough.

So...

I followed her...

up to the hill.

And I had it out with her.

And she confessed.

It was all true. They were in love.

They had been for years.

They couldn't help it.

SHE SIGHS

They couldn't help it.

And then, I don't know what happened, but...

something just... snapped.

And...

..I picked something up.

And I hit her.

And she just lay there.

And I realised then that it was just too late.

And your husband said he did it because...

Well, because... he guessed,

when you told him about the car.

SHE SNIFFS It's funny really, isn't it?

I didn't... I didn't really know he cared about me until now.

CASH REGISTER RINGS

Here we are, Raymond. I got you a double.

Cheer up, dear.

And a very happy birthday.

It'll take more than this.

I know why you're feeling a little low.

- Do you? - Of course, I do.

Penny used to make you a birthday cake, didn't she?

Every year.

You can't keep things away from me.

If only you'd tried a little harder with her, dear,

she might not have run off like that.

Sergeant Craddock? I'm sorry to disturb you,

but there's someone in the back room who really wants to meet you.

Do you wanna follow me?

PIANO PLAYS

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday, dear Sarge

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Happy birthday, Raymond, dear! ALL CHEERING

- Did you do this, Mum? - Now, don't be angry.

That's better.

You know, you're almost nice-looking when you smile.

Now, don't worry, Claude.

I haven't told Raymond about our little wager.

He'd only get upset and take it out on you.

Thank you very much, Enid.

And it was a very noble gesture on your part

to hand me back all my money like that.

You're a good man, Claude.

Don't say things like that. Somebody might be listening.

Gina, about this weekend...

Phil, before you say anything. Look, this surprise of yours.

I'm really sorry, but it's gonna have to wait.

Oscar's got a golfing tournament. I've gotta work.

Uh...

Oh, well, never mind, eh?

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

Look, what if I cook us something really special instead, eh?

All right, then.

So, you're off tomorrow, then, Enid?

Sadly, yes. Raymond would have a fit if I stayed any longer.

So, it's back to the Cherrytree Nursing Home for me.

Bed pans and early nights.

Well, I'm pleased to hear it.

For a minute, I thought I might have to find another job.

ENID CHUCKLES