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CHORAL SONG | 0:00:14 | 0:00:18 | |
Sancto spiritu. | 0:00:20 | 0:00:22 | |
In gloria Dei patris. Amen. | 0:00:28 | 0:00:31 | |
Dominus vobiscum. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:57 | |
SCREAMS | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:01:14 | 0:01:16 | |
ALARM BELL RINGS | 0:01:48 | 0:01:52 | |
CHURCH BELL SOUNDS | 0:01:52 | 0:01:53 | |
HE MUTTERS A PRAYER | 0:01:53 | 0:01:56 | |
-Amen. -ALL: Amen. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
I thought I might find you here. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:06 | |
I took it on myself to make sure the body wasn't disturbed. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
Thank you, Father. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
Sergeant, secure the scene. And get the police surgeon down here. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:17 | |
-I want a provisional theory as to cause of death. -Yes, sir. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:22 | |
The colouration on the face would suggest cyanide poisoning. | 0:02:22 | 0:02:26 | |
I think I can take it from here. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:27 | |
Very well, Inspector, I'll leave it to you. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:34 | |
Wipe your face. Sister Mary Magdalene is we dare to hope, | 0:02:36 | 0:02:40 | |
in the arms of Jesus. You'd be better occupied praying for her soul | 0:02:40 | 0:02:44 | |
-rather than indulging in unseemly histrionics. -Sorry, Sister. | 0:02:44 | 0:02:49 | |
-Oh, there's no need for this. -I'll thank you not to pull rank | 0:02:53 | 0:02:56 | |
where the novices are concerned. | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
This is not the way we do things here. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
-Get up, dear. -Stay where you are! How dare you flout my authority. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:06 | |
Authority's earned, I think you'll find. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
Sister Bernadette. Go to the kitchen and get yourself a cup of tea | 0:03:08 | 0:03:12 | |
and something to eat. Quickly now. You're as white as a sheet. Go. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:17 | |
Inspector, this is our new novice Mistress. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:24 | |
Sister Paul. She arrived last week from Calcutta. | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
Where standards of discipline are much higher. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:30 | |
Is there any news, Inspector? | 0:03:30 | 0:03:32 | |
The police surgeon has provisionally mooted | 0:03:32 | 0:03:34 | |
cyanide poisoning as cause of death. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:36 | |
We can only assume, it's some tragic accident. | 0:03:37 | 0:03:40 | |
Sergeant, find out what Sister Mary Magdalene | 0:03:40 | 0:03:42 | |
-ate and drank this morning. -I imagine nothing. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:45 | |
She will have been observing her fast before Holy Communion. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:48 | |
-As we all were. -Then I can only conclude | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
she must have broken her fast. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:51 | |
A wilful girl with a streak of rebellion. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:54 | |
Perhaps you have some duties to attend to, Sister. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
Do you know of any cyanide kept on the premise? | 0:04:00 | 0:04:03 | |
Lordy. Tons of the stuff! | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
You'd need to speak to our vintner, Sister Boniface, she's in the winery. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:10 | |
Nuns making wine? | 0:04:10 | 0:04:12 | |
Our Lord asks for poverty, chastity and obedience. | 0:04:12 | 0:04:15 | |
He never said anything about sobriety. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:17 | |
Amen to that. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:18 | |
In that case, if someone would be kind enough to direct me. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:24 | |
Our Sisters lead sheltered lives and are unused to laymen. | 0:04:24 | 0:04:27 | |
The presence of a chaperone would be both reassuring | 0:04:27 | 0:04:30 | |
and appropriate, I feel. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:32 | |
Of course, Reverend Mother. | 0:04:32 | 0:04:34 | |
You know our Chaplain, don't you? | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
Father Brown. | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
-Tom. -Father. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:47 | |
Terrible business. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
-Inspector Valentine. And you are? -Tom Evans. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:54 | |
Can I ask your whereabouts between nine and ten this morning? | 0:04:54 | 0:04:57 | |
In the garden. I'm the gardener. | 0:04:57 | 0:05:01 | |
-You live on site? -With my wife. | 0:05:01 | 0:05:05 | |
Does she work at the convent? | 0:05:05 | 0:05:06 | |
They've enough women to do their work. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:09 | |
She does their shopping in the village that's all. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
Did you know Sister Mary Magdalene? | 0:05:12 | 0:05:15 | |
I don't talk to the novices. It would be asking for trouble. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:19 | |
I'll be sending someone to take a statement | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
-from you both as a matter of routine. -She's in Cheltenham. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:24 | |
Her mother's sick. I've told her to stay there. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:27 | |
How is Mrs Evans' mother? | 0:05:27 | 0:05:29 | |
-TB. -I'll remember them in my prayers. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
-One of yours? -Lapsed. His wife attends when her health permits. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:44 | |
-An invalid? -Heart condition. | 0:05:44 | 0:05:46 | |
I see the nuns are used to the presence of one layman at least. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:51 | |
The novices are refusing to drink | 0:05:52 | 0:05:54 | |
from the water fountain in case it's poisoned. | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
Sister Lawrence says the kitchen is in chaos. | 0:05:56 | 0:05:59 | |
-They're frightened. -Or guilty. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
No doubt this deplorable incident | 0:06:01 | 0:06:03 | |
will turn out to be some of their juvenile horseplay. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:06 | |
-It's far too early to speculate. -Sloppy discipline stems | 0:06:06 | 0:06:10 | |
from poor leadership, which is hardly surprising | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
given the character of some in charge here. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
I didn't come all the way from India | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
to find myself subordinate to my spiritual and moral inferior. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:25 | |
And if that person has atoned for their sins? | 0:06:27 | 0:06:30 | |
Covered up more like. | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
The Order may be appraised, but I wonder | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
if the Diocese is aware of their transgressions? | 0:06:35 | 0:06:39 | |
In which case, maybe his Grace should be informed immediately. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:44 | |
Before another novice is poisoned. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:48 | |
You do as you must, Sister. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
Oh, I will. Make no doubt of that. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:55 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:06:55 | 0:06:59 | |
Hello? Thank you. Yes. Yes. Put him through. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:10 | |
Sister Mary Magdalene's father. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:12 | |
I wish you luck explaining this one. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:14 | |
I won't let you destroy St Agnes. | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
And what exactly are you going to do about it? | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
Whatever I have to. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:33 | |
Sister Boniface. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:44 | |
Father Brown. I suspected you might be on the case. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:48 | |
Father Brown is present as chaperone. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:50 | |
-He has no part in this investigation. -Righto. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:55 | |
Inspector Valentine. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:57 | |
Interesting choice of reading matter, Sister. | 0:07:57 | 0:08:00 | |
Oh, no disrespect to poor Sister Mary Magdalene, | 0:08:00 | 0:08:03 | |
but I couldn't help notice the appearance of the corpse, | 0:08:03 | 0:08:06 | |
and thought a spot of research in order. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:08 | |
With the help of Miss Christie. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:11 | |
Do you think it was cyanide poisoning, Father Brown? | 0:08:11 | 0:08:14 | |
I am making no assumptions at this stage in the investigation. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:18 | |
A puzzling case. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
I expect you'll be only too glad of Father Brown's help. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:23 | |
Like Lord Peter Wimsey and Inspector Parker. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:26 | |
Sister Ignatius! Sister Ignatius! How dare you run in God's house! | 0:08:56 | 0:09:02 | |
Question - with cyanide being such a fast acting poison, | 0:09:07 | 0:09:10 | |
Sister Mary Magdalene must have ingested it minutes | 0:09:10 | 0:09:13 | |
before she entered the chapel, but how and where? | 0:09:13 | 0:09:16 | |
Potassium ferrocyanide. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:20 | |
We use it to remove copper and iron particles | 0:09:20 | 0:09:23 | |
left in the wine by bentonite and metals. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:25 | |
-There's enough to kill half of Gloucestershire. -Twelve bottles. | 0:09:25 | 0:09:29 | |
Or should that be eleven? | 0:09:30 | 0:09:32 | |
It appears you have a cuckoo in the nest. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:37 | |
Similar to the naked eye | 0:09:40 | 0:09:42 | |
but it's tetrasodium hexacyanoferrate, | 0:09:42 | 0:09:46 | |
or sodium ferrocyanide. | 0:09:46 | 0:09:48 | |
Bravo, Father. Your reputation clearly isn't exaggerated. | 0:09:48 | 0:09:52 | |
Is it toxic? | 0:09:52 | 0:09:53 | |
Relatively non because the CN ions are bound to the FE. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:57 | |
If you don't mind. Maybe you could... | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
And chaperone silently. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
May God find you the grace to make yourself worthy. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:07 | |
SHE RASPS | 0:10:18 | 0:10:19 | |
SCREAMS | 0:10:19 | 0:10:20 | |
Who has access to the chemical stores? | 0:10:20 | 0:10:23 | |
We don't keep things under lock and key here. | 0:10:23 | 0:10:26 | |
Ours is a community of trust. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:27 | |
Yes? | 0:10:30 | 0:10:32 | |
Gossips are sinful. Saint Paul lumps them with murderers and God haters. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:36 | |
-Although I've always thought that was a little harsh. -Father? | 0:10:36 | 0:10:41 | |
-May I? -Yes. | 0:10:41 | 0:10:43 | |
It doesn't count as gossip if it's pertinent to a police investigation. | 0:10:45 | 0:10:51 | |
Right. Well, Sister Abelard found anomalies in the stock take. | 0:10:52 | 0:10:56 | |
She assumed it was a mistake | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
but I thought - how peculiar? Sister Abelard never makes mistakes. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:02 | |
Double first in maths. Brain like an adding machine. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
We call her Sister Abacus. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:09 | |
FATHER BROWN LAUGHS HEARTILY | 0:11:10 | 0:11:13 | |
CHURCH BELL RINGS | 0:11:13 | 0:11:16 | |
-Who's responsible for this? -Me. -On my orders. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:28 | |
You tampered with a crime scene. | 0:11:28 | 0:11:30 | |
I put the sensibilities of our Sister's first. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:34 | |
Clear the scene. Organise a search of the body and surrounding area, | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
-and take statements from everyone. -Yes, sir. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
-And Sergeant, get the police surgeon back. -Yes, sir. | 0:11:39 | 0:11:42 | |
And Sergeant...stop these bells! | 0:11:42 | 0:11:45 | |
What are you doing? | 0:11:58 | 0:11:59 | |
Oh! Sister Paul's relatives need to be informed. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:03 | |
So I'm looking for some personal information. | 0:12:03 | 0:12:07 | |
That's down to me, I think. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:09 | |
Yes. Yes, of course, Reverend Mother. | 0:12:09 | 0:12:13 | |
-What happens now, Inspector? -A search of the convent. -All of it? | 0:12:46 | 0:12:51 | |
Starting with the deceased nun's cells and Sister Paul's office. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:55 | |
Is that really necessary? | 0:12:55 | 0:12:58 | |
I've two suspicious deaths. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
Anything less would be grounds for my dismissal. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:03 | |
-No one here has anything to hide. -Oh, we all have something to hide. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:07 | |
Several things, in my case. | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
I'm sure we'll manage to conduct ourselves appropriately. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:13 | |
Father, Sister Mary Magdalene, would you say she was a looker? | 0:13:19 | 0:13:23 | |
Holy Mary Mother of God, pray for us sinners. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:26 | |
She was a Bride of Christ. Without wrinkle or blemish of any kind. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:31 | |
-I'll take that as a "yes." -I don't think I like what you're implying. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
I told you to stay put. You're making a show of yourself. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:41 | |
They seem an ill matched couple. And while the cat's away. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:45 | |
Cooeee! | 0:13:45 | 0:13:47 | |
Will you excuse me, Inspector? | 0:13:47 | 0:13:50 | |
Of course. I'm sure I can manage. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:52 | |
We just heard the news. Holy Mother. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:56 | |
What a thing. And in a convent of all places. | 0:13:56 | 0:13:59 | |
Dreadful, Mrs McCarthy. And who do we have here? | 0:13:59 | 0:14:03 | |
My godchild. I'm in loco parentis while mother's in hospital for... | 0:14:03 | 0:14:09 | |
for ailments you needn't worry about. | 0:14:09 | 0:14:13 | |
A proper little bruiser. And what's your name, my fine young fellow? | 0:14:13 | 0:14:17 | |
Abigail. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
Hebrew for beautiful. | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
Well, well, well. What have we here? | 0:14:25 | 0:14:29 | |
-Look's like we've got secret lush. -Sir! | 0:14:29 | 0:14:33 | |
Get that to the lab please, Sergeant. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
-And you better find me Father Brown. -Yes, sir. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:44 | |
What are you doing? | 0:14:51 | 0:14:52 | |
Hello, Father. I know what you're thinking. | 0:14:54 | 0:14:58 | |
The murderer returns to the scene of the crime. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:03 | |
Is that a confession, Sister Boniface? | 0:15:03 | 0:15:06 | |
Ha! Very good, Father. | 0:15:06 | 0:15:10 | |
Fact - Sister Paul was in full sight for ten minutes before she died | 0:15:11 | 0:15:16 | |
giving Sister Ignatius a record tongue lashing by all accounts. | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
But like Sister Mary Magdalene, | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
the police found nothing to explain how she ingested the poison. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:26 | |
A conundrum. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:27 | |
In Death In The Clouds, | 0:15:29 | 0:15:31 | |
Madame Giselle was murdered with a poisoned thorn. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:34 | |
Dipped, as I recall, in the venom of a South African boomslang snake. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:39 | |
A poisonous species rarely found in the Cotswolds. | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
-You are well read, Father. -I do love a mystery. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:46 | |
On the subject of which, | 0:15:46 | 0:15:48 | |
Inspector Valentine would like you to make an identification. | 0:15:48 | 0:15:52 | |
You confirm these as the items missing from the winery? | 0:15:54 | 0:15:57 | |
Yes. I expect you need to take a statement from me. | 0:15:57 | 0:16:01 | |
And fingerprints? | 0:16:01 | 0:16:03 | |
In due course. | 0:16:03 | 0:16:06 | |
We may have found our motive. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
Sister Mary Magdalene discovered Sister Paul's alcoholism | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
and theft and was poisoned to keep her quiet. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:14 | |
And then she poisoned herself? | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
And then... | 0:16:17 | 0:16:20 | |
unable to live with the guilt, took her own life. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:24 | |
After finding time to berate Sister Ignatius for ten minutes | 0:16:24 | 0:16:28 | |
-before she committed suicide. -And how was the poison ingested? | 0:16:28 | 0:16:32 | |
The only items found on the body were - | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
reading glasses, handkerchief, keys, notebook, pencil, | 0:16:35 | 0:16:39 | |
ball of string and a Swiss army penknife. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:41 | |
-I took notes. -Very thorough. | 0:16:41 | 0:16:44 | |
No doubt the post mortem will shed light on the matter. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:47 | |
Alcoholism and petty theft - a motive for murder? | 0:16:50 | 0:16:54 | |
To compound venal sin with so heinous a mortal sin? | 0:16:54 | 0:16:57 | |
Followed by suicide. | 0:16:57 | 0:16:59 | |
BOTH: The ultimate mortal sin. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:01 | |
If you'll allow the police to get on with their investigation, | 0:17:04 | 0:17:07 | |
I'm sure things will become clear in due course. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:10 | |
BABY WAILS | 0:17:23 | 0:17:27 | |
Shush. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:29 | |
Now look what you've done. Takes a man to wake a baby. | 0:17:32 | 0:17:36 | |
Abigail! | 0:17:37 | 0:17:38 | |
I wondered if you'd like me to include your mother | 0:17:38 | 0:17:41 | |
-in prayers for the sick at mass on Sunday? -Thank you. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:46 | |
-In we go. -I'm in awe of your industry. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:51 | |
Mrs Evans is the star of my African knitting circle. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
Now nothing awry there, and fed an hour ago. | 0:17:56 | 0:18:01 | |
So it must be teeth. | 0:18:01 | 0:18:03 | |
I have a teething bar somewhere in my handbag. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:10 | |
-He wants his mother. -It's a girl. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:16 | |
-Any news from the police, Father? -I'm afraid they left none the wiser. | 0:18:21 | 0:18:25 | |
Shush. I'm here. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:27 | |
Who's that? | 0:18:30 | 0:18:31 | |
She is my godchild. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:32 | |
I'll be wanting my tea. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
And were you acquainted with the dead nuns, Mr Evans? | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
She's a weak heart. I'll thank you not to upset her with all this talk. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:10 | |
Anyway. It's their own fault. | 0:19:12 | 0:19:14 | |
All them chemicals left lying around in the winery. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
Didn't I say it was an accident in waiting? | 0:19:17 | 0:19:19 | |
Poor woman. All that knitting. | 0:19:28 | 0:19:32 | |
-When anyone can see she's desperate for one of her own. -God willing. | 0:19:32 | 0:19:36 | |
She'd be better off with a willing husband. | 0:19:36 | 0:19:39 | |
I'm not one to gossip, Father. | 0:19:39 | 0:19:41 | |
Lady Felicia's cousin, Lord Compton, had to let him go | 0:19:45 | 0:19:48 | |
on account of "trouble" with the housemaids. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:50 | |
And the scullery maids. Oh, and the dairy maids, I shouldn't wonder. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:55 | |
If Mother Augustine hadn't taken Christian pity on them, | 0:19:55 | 0:19:58 | |
they'd be in the workhouse. No wonder he's lapsed. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:02 | |
Wouldn't dare show his face in church again. | 0:20:02 | 0:20:05 | |
These thy gifts, which we are about to receive from thy bounty. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:13 | |
Through Jesus Christ our Lord. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
ALL: Amen. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:16 | |
My compliments to the chef. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
This can't go on much longer. | 0:20:34 | 0:20:36 | |
Let us pray that the police find a solution. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:39 | |
That this was nothing more than a tragic accident. | 0:20:39 | 0:20:42 | |
Of course it was. Who would want to kill that poor sweet girl. | 0:20:42 | 0:20:46 | |
Or Sister Paul. | 0:20:46 | 0:20:47 | |
Most of the novices, they couldn't stand her. | 0:20:47 | 0:20:50 | |
She found our postulants lacking in | 0:20:50 | 0:20:53 | |
the humility of their sub-continent counterparts. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:55 | |
I never had her down as a lush, | 0:20:55 | 0:20:57 | |
but it explains those wretched pear drops she was for ever sucking on. | 0:20:57 | 0:21:01 | |
Now we know. It was to mask the alcohol on her breath. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:05 | |
There's enough unseemly tittle-tattle flying | 0:21:05 | 0:21:07 | |
around without us adding to it. | 0:21:07 | 0:21:09 | |
And before Calcutta. Where was Sister Paul? | 0:21:10 | 0:21:14 | |
Haven't a clue. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:22 | |
Who's there? | 0:21:33 | 0:21:34 | |
Sister Boniface? | 0:21:38 | 0:21:40 | |
Father Brown? | 0:21:42 | 0:21:43 | |
What are you doing here? | 0:21:43 | 0:21:46 | |
Same as you, I shouldn't wonder. Have you found anything? | 0:21:46 | 0:21:49 | |
Sister Paul liked things spit spot. Military precision. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:59 | |
-Rather. -Except here. | 0:21:59 | 0:22:04 | |
Something's out of kilter. | 0:22:04 | 0:22:08 | |
This is the shrine at Lourdes. I'd know it anywhere. But look... | 0:22:08 | 0:22:16 | |
BOTH: "St Bridget's, Gloucester. Christmas, 1940." | 0:22:16 | 0:22:21 | |
What can this mean? | 0:22:21 | 0:22:23 | |
The killer is trying to cover their tracks. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:26 | |
Sadly more and more parishioners are requiring your discrete services. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:50 | |
I blame the war. Not least for the Americans. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
Their so-called youth culture and Devil's music. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:56 | |
None of that here, I assure you. | 0:22:56 | 0:22:58 | |
A programme of hard physical labour, | 0:22:58 | 0:23:01 | |
combined with reflection and repentance. | 0:23:01 | 0:23:05 | |
I expect Mrs McCarthy gave you the news from St Agnes? | 0:23:14 | 0:23:18 | |
Sister Paul was warden here for nine years. A fine woman. | 0:23:18 | 0:23:22 | |
Warden. Of course. | 0:23:22 | 0:23:25 | |
The mothers nurse them for six weeks. | 0:23:26 | 0:23:29 | |
Then the infants are removed to good Catholic families, | 0:23:29 | 0:23:34 | |
and the girls released back into society. Purged. | 0:23:34 | 0:23:38 | |
Free from the stain of sin. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
Our Lady was a single mother once. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:44 | |
Which is why God sent Saint Joseph to make an honest woman of her. | 0:23:44 | 0:23:49 | |
These girls have no hope of divine intervention. | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
I hope you're impressed with what you've seen? | 0:23:58 | 0:24:01 | |
I can't lie to you, Warden. | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
I have yet to see a ship more tightly run than this. | 0:24:05 | 0:24:09 | |
-Thank you, Father. -Warden? | 0:24:11 | 0:24:14 | |
If you would like to wait in there. | 0:24:14 | 0:24:16 | |
What are you doing? I told you not to get involved! Stay out of it. | 0:24:55 | 0:24:59 | |
I said to stay in the cottage. Now go! | 0:24:59 | 0:25:02 | |
CHURCH BELL RINGS | 0:25:16 | 0:25:24 | |
Skates on, Sister. Late for vespers! | 0:25:30 | 0:25:35 | |
Forgive me, Lord. I'm only borrowing it. | 0:25:59 | 0:26:02 | |
Oh, I'm sorry to have kept you, Father. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:06 | |
Here's a familiar face. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
Call on me at his earliest opportunity. Thank you, Mrs McCarthy. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:20 | |
Why aren't you at vespers? | 0:26:23 | 0:26:26 | |
I lost my rosary, Reverend Mother. | 0:26:27 | 0:26:31 | |
I think I might have it dropped yesterday when I was here... | 0:26:31 | 0:26:36 | |
with the police. Bingo. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:41 | |
Be sure to give thanks to St Anthony. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
I thought that might be you. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:34 | |
I heard what Susie had planned for your dinner, | 0:27:34 | 0:27:37 | |
and well, I took the precaution. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:41 | |
Angel and saint rolled into one, Mrs M. | 0:27:42 | 0:27:46 | |
And how did you find St Bridget's, Father? | 0:27:46 | 0:27:49 | |
Truth be told, unsettling. | 0:27:49 | 0:27:51 | |
Word is, Sister Thomas Aquinas provides a fine service. | 0:27:54 | 0:27:58 | |
The separation of mothers and their children defies nature. | 0:27:58 | 0:28:02 | |
Surely better if society found ways of keeping them together. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:06 | |
Nonsense, Father. Those girls are moral degenerates. | 0:28:06 | 0:28:10 | |
Unsuitable to bring up good Catholic children. | 0:28:10 | 0:28:14 | |
BABY WAILS | 0:28:14 | 0:28:16 | |
I think it's going to be a long night, Father. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
Perhaps Joyce was right, she misses her mother. | 0:28:19 | 0:28:23 | |
And Sister Boniface telephoned with a message. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:26 | |
Sometimes I feel like the telephone exchange than the Parish Secretary. | 0:28:26 | 0:28:32 | |
Now Father, have you room there for another dumpling? | 0:28:32 | 0:28:35 | |
What man could resist your dumplings, Mrs M? | 0:28:35 | 0:28:39 | |
HE SNIFFS THEM APPROVINGLY | 0:28:39 | 0:28:42 | |
The message. Was it important? | 0:28:43 | 0:28:45 | |
Oh, too mysterious to relay over the telephone. | 0:28:45 | 0:28:50 | |
She wants you to call in on her. | 0:28:50 | 0:28:52 | |
-Tonight? -At your earliest convenience. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:55 | |
Ah. Nothing urgent then. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
CREAKING DOOR | 0:29:12 | 0:29:14 | |
Hello? Who's there? | 0:29:16 | 0:29:19 | |
Hello? | 0:29:54 | 0:29:57 | |
SHE CRIES OUT | 0:29:58 | 0:30:00 | |
A card of black darning wool for Sister Cyril, | 0:30:04 | 0:30:07 | |
oh, and her usual denture cream. | 0:30:07 | 0:30:10 | |
-Morning all. -Father. -Morning, Father. | 0:30:12 | 0:30:15 | |
Sister Luke wants two bars of Lifebuoy soap. | 0:30:15 | 0:30:18 | |
But only if they're on special offer. | 0:30:18 | 0:30:21 | |
Joyce Evans is indisposed, so I volunteered | 0:30:21 | 0:30:24 | |
to collect the Sisters' shopping. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:26 | |
-And, erm, that's the lot, Mr Boot. -Right you are, Mrs M. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:31 | |
Sister Paul won't be needing her usual pear drops. God rest her soul. | 0:30:31 | 0:30:36 | |
And all on the St Agnes account. | 0:30:36 | 0:30:39 | |
I'll see you anon. | 0:30:39 | 0:30:41 | |
I'll see you at choir practice I hope? | 0:30:41 | 0:30:44 | |
-Yes, at...? -Four? | 0:30:44 | 0:30:47 | |
Four. Splendid. You can count on my presence. | 0:30:47 | 0:30:52 | |
Father. | 0:30:52 | 0:30:54 | |
Turf, please... | 0:30:54 | 0:30:57 | |
..and a quarter of pear drops. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:02 | |
Off you go! Any luck? | 0:31:09 | 0:31:10 | |
-No, sir. -Well, get back in, and look again. -Yes, sir. | 0:31:10 | 0:31:13 | |
-I can't find him anywhere, sir. -Inspector! | 0:31:13 | 0:31:18 | |
Will no one rid me of this turbulent priest? | 0:31:18 | 0:31:22 | |
-And don't take me literally. -Sir? | 0:31:22 | 0:31:26 | |
-Never mind. -Something happened? | 0:31:26 | 0:31:29 | |
Sister Boniface was attacked last night. | 0:31:29 | 0:31:32 | |
Tell me she's not dead. | 0:31:32 | 0:31:33 | |
-Voluble as ever. -She see her attacker? | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
No, but I'm keen to speak to the gardener when he turns up. | 0:31:36 | 0:31:39 | |
-Tom? -Turns out our man has a criminal record. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:42 | |
-Three counts of soliciting. -It doesn't make him a murderer. | 0:31:42 | 0:31:46 | |
It makes him quite the ladies man. | 0:31:46 | 0:31:48 | |
Surrounded by temptation in a place like this. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:51 | |
That's quite a leap, Inspector. | 0:31:52 | 0:31:55 | |
You have a rather pure heart, Father. Unlike me. | 0:31:55 | 0:31:58 | |
If Sister Mary Magdalene confessed the affair to Sister Paul | 0:31:59 | 0:32:03 | |
Tom would lose his job and his livelihood. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:05 | |
More than a motive for double murder, don't you think? | 0:32:05 | 0:32:08 | |
Unless of course you know something I don't? | 0:32:08 | 0:32:11 | |
One in particular, who has hidden her heinous character, | 0:32:11 | 0:32:14 | |
and concealed transgressions of so serious a nature | 0:32:14 | 0:32:17 | |
that I can only assume the diocese has no knowledge of them. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:21 | |
It ends there. And the photograph's gone. | 0:32:21 | 0:32:25 | |
I asked Sister Abelard to check and it's vanished. | 0:32:25 | 0:32:28 | |
Someone from Sister Paul's past | 0:32:28 | 0:32:30 | |
clearly didn't want to be recognised. | 0:32:30 | 0:32:32 | |
Sister Paul. All paths lead to Sister Paul. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:37 | |
But what of Sister Mary Magdalene? | 0:32:37 | 0:32:40 | |
Pure and unworldly. On the cusp of holy union. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:44 | |
In a state of spiritual grace. | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
In Sister Paul's office, five minutes before she died. | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
-Are you sure? -According to Sister Luke, Sister Mary Magdalene | 0:32:48 | 0:32:52 | |
took a funny turn before the service. Low blood sugar. | 0:32:52 | 0:32:55 | |
Known fainter at mass. Anyway, Sister Luke didn't want her keeling | 0:32:55 | 0:32:59 | |
over at the altar, so sent her off for a sit down. | 0:32:59 | 0:33:02 | |
And guess whose office is right next to the chapel? | 0:33:02 | 0:33:05 | |
Surely it must be connected? | 0:33:05 | 0:33:07 | |
Of course. That poor innocent girl. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:14 | |
You know something, don't you? Of course you do. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:21 | |
I must go. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:22 | |
Good luck. | 0:33:26 | 0:33:28 | |
Ah, Father Brown. | 0:33:33 | 0:33:35 | |
It's good to have your reassuring presence back with us. | 0:33:35 | 0:33:39 | |
Apologies for yesterday's absence. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:41 | |
Business in Gloucester. At St Bridget's. | 0:33:41 | 0:33:44 | |
I hear it has an excellent reputation. | 0:33:44 | 0:33:48 | |
Surely you'd know so. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:49 | |
As you yourself were there, when Sister Paul was Warden. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:54 | |
-I didn't deny it. -You lied by omission. | 0:33:56 | 0:34:00 | |
The question is - why a woman of your integrity | 0:34:00 | 0:34:02 | |
-would do such a thing? -You don't have to explain yourself. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:05 | |
With all due respect, Father, you are not the police. | 0:34:05 | 0:34:09 | |
No, but I believe the key to these murders | 0:34:09 | 0:34:11 | |
lies within the walls of St Bridget's. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:14 | |
If you're concealing anything, I urge you to reveal it now. | 0:34:14 | 0:34:18 | |
I lied to hide my sin. The worst sin of all. | 0:34:21 | 0:34:25 | |
-No! -I'm an adulteress. | 0:34:25 | 0:34:27 | |
I betrayed our Lord with a mortal man. | 0:34:29 | 0:34:32 | |
Years ago. A moment of madness. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
He was a doctor at St Bridget's. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:37 | |
He brought me no happiness. Only grief and immeasurable loss. | 0:34:37 | 0:34:43 | |
You confessed your sin and made atonement. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:46 | |
Yes, in their mercy both God and my superiors in the order | 0:34:47 | 0:34:52 | |
-welcomed me back to the fold. -Then Sister Paul arrived. | 0:34:52 | 0:34:56 | |
All holier than thou and righteous spirituality. | 0:34:56 | 0:34:59 | |
Threatening to destroy you. | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
Someone had to stop her. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:02 | |
You killed her? | 0:35:03 | 0:35:05 | |
No! Although I was tempted. Horrible woman. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:09 | |
God rest her soul. | 0:35:11 | 0:35:13 | |
You stole the letter she wrote to the Bishop? | 0:35:14 | 0:35:17 | |
I'm not ashamed. | 0:35:19 | 0:35:20 | |
You're five times the woman she would ever be. | 0:35:20 | 0:35:24 | |
You shouldn't have done that. My sin is not yours. | 0:35:24 | 0:35:27 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:35:27 | 0:35:29 | |
No, actually, I'm not. | 0:35:30 | 0:35:32 | |
I couldn't stand by and let her ruin you and St Agnes with it. | 0:35:32 | 0:35:36 | |
I'm not worthy of your loyalty. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
Fiddlesticks. You're the best Reverend Mother we've ever had. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:41 | |
Don't you agree, Father? | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
-The police are looking for you, Tom. -Why? | 0:36:08 | 0:36:10 | |
-Sister Boniface was attacked last night. -I wasn't here. | 0:36:10 | 0:36:14 | |
Where were you? | 0:36:14 | 0:36:15 | |
None of your business. I'm not answerable to you or your God. | 0:36:15 | 0:36:19 | |
-He was with a woman. -Be quiet. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:24 | |
She gives him what I don't. | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
So you couldn't have attacked Sister Boniface. | 0:36:28 | 0:36:30 | |
I haven't attacked anyone, | 0:36:30 | 0:36:32 | |
and before you ask, I didn't kill anyone neither. | 0:36:32 | 0:36:34 | |
I believe you. | 0:36:34 | 0:36:37 | |
I see a man trying to protect his wife. | 0:36:37 | 0:36:40 | |
I never go to the convent. | 0:36:40 | 0:36:41 | |
No, but you do the Sisters' shopping in the village. | 0:36:41 | 0:36:46 | |
Rather dusty, I'm afraid. | 0:36:48 | 0:36:50 | |
I liberated them from Sister Paul's horde. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:54 | |
I'm sure she wouldn't have wanted them to go to waste. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:58 | |
And I am rather partial to a pear drop. | 0:36:58 | 0:37:01 | |
-What game is this! -Red or yellow? | 0:37:01 | 0:37:03 | |
See I don't think it really matters. I think they both taste the same. | 0:37:06 | 0:37:09 | |
No! | 0:37:09 | 0:37:12 | |
Yes. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:14 | |
Are you trying to give her a heart attack? | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
Coming here with your fancy theories and silly tricks. | 0:37:18 | 0:37:21 | |
What I couldn't comprehend, was why Sister Mary Magdalene? | 0:37:21 | 0:37:24 | |
-She wasn't the intended victim. -Don't listen to him. | 0:37:24 | 0:37:27 | |
It was a recent arrival. Someone from your past. | 0:37:27 | 0:37:29 | |
Someone from St Bridget's. | 0:37:29 | 0:37:32 | |
-Never heard of it. -You're lying. | 0:37:32 | 0:37:35 | |
"Male baby in good health. | 0:37:43 | 0:37:47 | |
"Mother, J Purvis. 19 years old. | 0:37:47 | 0:37:52 | |
"Five foot six. Brown hair. Blue eyes. | 0:37:53 | 0:37:57 | |
"Birth complications. | 0:37:58 | 0:38:00 | |
"Postpartum cardiomyopathy." | 0:38:00 | 0:38:02 | |
He had a name. Our son had a name. | 0:38:02 | 0:38:05 | |
Must have made you very angry. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:08 | |
Is that why you killed Sister Paul? | 0:38:09 | 0:38:11 | |
-No! -Yes. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:15 | |
All those chemicals lying round the winery. An accident in waiting. | 0:38:15 | 0:38:20 | |
All it needed was a helping hand. | 0:38:20 | 0:38:23 | |
-A life for a life. -You must miss him very much. | 0:38:24 | 0:38:28 | |
He's here. I've seen him. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:31 | |
Oh, dear. I had every intention of returning that. | 0:38:39 | 0:38:42 | |
Now where's your proof? | 0:38:42 | 0:38:43 | |
I don't wish to prove anything. | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
I want you to confess your sin and receive God's forgiveness. | 0:38:46 | 0:38:50 | |
-My sin. He didn't know. -You told him what you'd done? | 0:38:50 | 0:38:55 | |
And you tried to protect her by removing the poisoned sweets | 0:38:55 | 0:38:58 | |
from Sister Paul's body, and planting the cyanide in her office. | 0:38:58 | 0:39:02 | |
I suppose that's where you saw the photograph. | 0:39:02 | 0:39:04 | |
-I'd like to see you prove it. -There's no escaping God's justice. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:08 | |
I abandoned your God when he abandoned me and mine. | 0:39:08 | 0:39:11 | |
But your wife hasn't abandoned him. | 0:39:11 | 0:39:14 | |
Don't say another word! | 0:39:14 | 0:39:16 | |
Thomas Evans, I'd like you | 0:39:16 | 0:39:18 | |
to accompany me to the station for questioning. | 0:39:18 | 0:39:20 | |
Starting with a full account of your whereabouts last night. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
I was gone all night, | 0:39:23 | 0:39:24 | |
-and I've got an alibi to prove it. -Save it for the station. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:27 | |
Please, Father. My wife. | 0:39:27 | 0:39:29 | |
Blessed peace, at last. | 0:39:36 | 0:39:39 | |
Sweet Jesus! | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
Abigail! Abigail! | 0:39:44 | 0:39:47 | |
Father, she's gone. I left her for five minutes, | 0:39:47 | 0:39:51 | |
just to take the shopping in | 0:39:51 | 0:39:53 | |
and when I've come out, she's disappeared. | 0:39:53 | 0:39:55 | |
Oh, holy God, who would want to take a baby? | 0:39:55 | 0:39:58 | |
Don't panic, Mrs McCarthy. Listen. | 0:39:58 | 0:40:01 | |
BABY CRIES FAINTLY | 0:40:01 | 0:40:03 | |
Bless the Lord, Mrs McCarthy. He gave her those lungs for a reason! | 0:40:06 | 0:40:10 | |
Shush. You're all right. I'm here now... Get away from me! | 0:40:14 | 0:40:19 | |
-You give that baby back right now! -I won't let you take him! | 0:40:19 | 0:40:23 | |
I'll die first. I swear I'll kill us both! | 0:40:23 | 0:40:26 | |
That's not your baby, Joyce. Your baby was born at St Bridget's. | 0:40:30 | 0:40:35 | |
Sinners and harlots, pray for us. | 0:40:35 | 0:40:38 | |
You were frightened. And very alone. What happened to your child, Joyce? | 0:40:39 | 0:40:45 | |
-Now sign it. -My child has a father. Thomas Evans. | 0:40:47 | 0:40:53 | |
-He's a private in the Glosters. -He's a prisoner of war, | 0:40:53 | 0:40:56 | |
who didn't see fit to make an honest woman of you before having his way. | 0:40:56 | 0:41:00 | |
-I have a right to... -You have no rights. | 0:41:00 | 0:41:03 | |
Forfeited when you succumbed to evil lust | 0:41:04 | 0:41:06 | |
and contravened the laws of God and society. Now sign it. | 0:41:06 | 0:41:10 | |
Evil bitch. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:12 | |
I'll die before I sign away my child! | 0:41:12 | 0:41:14 | |
You gave birth to a boy. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:18 | |
His name is Daniel. | 0:41:18 | 0:41:20 | |
Joyce, what happened to your child? | 0:41:20 | 0:41:24 | |
She stole him. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:25 | |
-Please, No! Please, No! Please, No! -Get her. | 0:41:27 | 0:41:34 | |
JOYCE SOBS | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
No! | 0:41:36 | 0:41:38 | |
SHE WHIMPERS AND BABY CRIES | 0:41:39 | 0:41:42 | |
Calm down. | 0:41:42 | 0:41:44 | |
Where are you taking me? No! | 0:41:46 | 0:41:51 | |
She locked me up with lunatics. | 0:41:51 | 0:41:54 | |
For my own good. A moral degenerate. | 0:41:54 | 0:41:58 | |
I'm so very, very, very sorry. | 0:41:59 | 0:42:01 | |
I wanted to wait till we were married, | 0:42:01 | 0:42:03 | |
but he went on and on the night before he went to war. | 0:42:03 | 0:42:07 | |
Said he needed something to remember in case he didn't come back. | 0:42:07 | 0:42:11 | |
He did come back for you. | 0:42:11 | 0:42:14 | |
He made me an honest woman, but I couldn't be a wife... | 0:42:14 | 0:42:18 | |
stand his touch. | 0:42:18 | 0:42:20 | |
He looks just like him. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:25 | |
I'm not sorry I killed her. | 0:42:28 | 0:42:30 | |
Sweet baby Jesus. Now she's the murderer! | 0:42:30 | 0:42:33 | |
She stole my baby. A life for a life. | 0:42:33 | 0:42:38 | |
A life for two lives. | 0:42:38 | 0:42:40 | |
Sister Mary Magdalene was someone's child, too. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:44 | |
She was faint from low blood sugar. | 0:42:44 | 0:42:47 | |
Sister Paul was the intended victim all along. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:50 | |
For that I deserve to burn. | 0:42:50 | 0:42:52 | |
Will I go to hell, Father? | 0:42:53 | 0:42:56 | |
I wouldn't be worrying about just that now! | 0:42:56 | 0:42:59 | |
Certainly not. God is forgiving and loving. | 0:42:59 | 0:43:01 | |
He won't stop crying! | 0:43:01 | 0:43:02 | |
She's crying because she wants her mother, Joyce. | 0:43:04 | 0:43:08 | |
Give her back. There've been too many lost children. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:13 | |
This isn't my baby. | 0:43:13 | 0:43:16 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:43:16 | 0:43:20 | |
Forgive me. | 0:43:24 | 0:43:26 | |
Poor soul. | 0:43:38 | 0:43:39 | |
She paid a terrible price for one act of love. | 0:43:39 | 0:43:43 | |
As did I. | 0:43:43 | 0:43:44 | |
I ask only that you'll allow me to inform the Bishop myself. | 0:43:46 | 0:43:51 | |
I ask only that you'll do no such thing. | 0:43:51 | 0:43:53 | |
St Agnes' convent has been through enough | 0:43:53 | 0:43:56 | |
without losing the rock that is its foundation. | 0:43:56 | 0:43:59 | |
Excuse me. | 0:44:01 | 0:44:02 | |
What will happen? | 0:44:07 | 0:44:08 | |
We're charging him as an accessory. As for his wife, | 0:44:09 | 0:44:13 | |
that's out of my jurisdiction. | 0:44:13 | 0:44:15 | |
You cannot blame yourself. | 0:44:23 | 0:44:24 | |
I thought murder was exciting. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
In reality, a tragic and sordid business. | 0:44:37 | 0:44:41 | |
Nothing at all like one of Miss Christie's novels. | 0:44:42 | 0:44:47 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:44:47 | 0:44:50 | |
-Father. -At least he isn't any worse the wear for his experience. | 0:44:53 | 0:44:58 | |
Quite the lungs on him. | 0:44:58 | 0:45:01 | |
It's a... Never mind. | 0:45:01 | 0:45:04 | |
Abigail Mary, I baptise thee in the name of the Father, | 0:45:15 | 0:45:22 | |
the Son... | 0:45:22 | 0:45:24 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:45:24 | 0:45:27 | |
-HE SHOUTS: -..and the Holy Spirit. | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
BABY STOPS CRYING | 0:45:34 | 0:45:36 | |
-Amen. -Amen. | 0:45:36 | 0:45:39 | |
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