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Three, two, one... | 0:00:08 | 0:00:10 | |
Go! | 0:00:10 | 0:00:12 | |
TYRES SCREECH | 0:00:23 | 0:00:24 | |
Three, two, one... | 0:00:42 | 0:00:44 | |
Go! | 0:00:44 | 0:00:45 | |
When you said "Let's go to the races", | 0:00:53 | 0:00:56 | |
I thought you meant the horses! | 0:00:56 | 0:00:57 | |
I meant horsepower! | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
CHEERING | 0:01:01 | 0:01:03 | |
Ah! MG Bellevue Special. 1935. 180 brake horsepower. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:09 | |
What a beauty! | 0:01:09 | 0:01:11 | |
Father Brown, thank you all so much for coming. | 0:01:11 | 0:01:14 | |
I never had you pegged as a motoring enthusiast? | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
Oh, I'm not, but the Earl's been called away | 0:01:17 | 0:01:18 | |
on business so I've taken over hosting duties. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:21 | |
Oh, well, that would account for the champagne. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:23 | |
Well, as long as none of the drivers are partaking. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
I don't want to make any arrests on my day off. | 0:01:26 | 0:01:28 | |
Inspector, you have my word. Hand on heart. | 0:01:28 | 0:01:30 | |
'27! | 0:01:33 | 0:01:34 | |
'28. The Terror. 1496cc. Methanol-driven and supercharged. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:39 | |
Wouldn't mind having a whirl in that. | 0:01:39 | 0:01:41 | |
What is it about cars that turns grown men into little boys? | 0:01:43 | 0:01:47 | |
Audrey. It's been far too long. | 0:01:47 | 0:01:50 | |
Felicia, darling! So lovely to see you! | 0:01:50 | 0:01:53 | |
Audrey MacMurray - property magnate, racing track owner, | 0:01:53 | 0:01:57 | |
philanthropist, daredevil... Have I missed something out? | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
Ruthless businesswoman. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:03 | |
You're the one who donated to St Silvia's Orphanage last Christmas. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:07 | |
A rare moment of weakness. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:09 | |
For which I know the children are very grateful. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
-They're more than welcome. -Audrey MacMurray? -Yes. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:15 | |
I'm Harriet Welsby. | 0:02:15 | 0:02:16 | |
Ow! | 0:02:17 | 0:02:19 | |
You killed my husband! | 0:02:22 | 0:02:24 | |
You'll pay for it. | 0:02:25 | 0:02:26 | |
Why did she say you killed her husband? | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
I have no idea. | 0:03:11 | 0:03:12 | |
-And it's hardly any of your business. -Thank you. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:15 | |
She wasn't all there, if you ask me. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:19 | |
-People in grief rarely are. -ENGINES ROAR | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
Can't find her, she's disappeared into the crowd. | 0:03:22 | 0:03:25 | |
How'd she run? | 0:03:25 | 0:03:27 | |
She's overheating a bit. Take her in and check her out. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
-Are you trying to get yourself killed? -Oh, what now? | 0:03:30 | 0:03:32 | |
Starting the practice run before I've run the safety car. | 0:03:32 | 0:03:35 | |
Darling, you're so protective. | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
Right now, I'm not your husband, I'm the clerk of this course, | 0:03:37 | 0:03:40 | |
and it's my responsibility to make sure | 0:03:40 | 0:03:42 | |
nobody takes unnecessary risks. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
I must say, you've done very well there. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:47 | |
Ex-football player, no less. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
Poor dear had to give it up because of a knee injury. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
I bet he's dynamite in the... | 0:03:53 | 0:03:55 | |
As I was saying. | 0:03:55 | 0:03:58 | |
Excuse us - marital spat. What? What is it? | 0:03:58 | 0:04:02 | |
Mrs McCarthy, you're wearing your scandalised face. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:05 | |
She's old enough to be his mother. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
All I ask is that you follow the rules. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:12 | |
I never follow rules, darling, you should know that by now. | 0:04:12 | 0:04:16 | |
Mrs MacMurray! Telephone messages and some paperwork for you to sign. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:21 | |
-Can't it wait? -No rest for the wicked. | 0:04:21 | 0:04:23 | |
Why don't you help Gary with my engine? It's overheating. | 0:04:23 | 0:04:26 | |
Good boy. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
Mr Baxter's asking for another extension on the rent. | 0:04:29 | 0:04:32 | |
He's had two weeks already. Start eviction proceedings. | 0:04:32 | 0:04:36 | |
And Mr Drew called, wanting to know if you | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
could delay repossession until he's found a house... | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
Out of the question. If we do it for him, | 0:04:40 | 0:04:42 | |
we have to do it for everyone. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
-Only... -Only what? | 0:04:44 | 0:04:45 | |
He was very upset on the telephone. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:47 | |
Phyllis, listen to me. | 0:04:48 | 0:04:51 | |
If you're going to succeed in business, | 0:04:51 | 0:04:53 | |
you have to learn to not let sentimentality cloud your judgement. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:56 | |
You'll learn. | 0:04:58 | 0:05:00 | |
By the way, do we have anyone called Welsby on our books? | 0:05:00 | 0:05:02 | |
Um...Welsby... | 0:05:02 | 0:05:05 | |
Oh, yes. Alistair Welsby. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
Defaulted on his loan three months ago. Repossession in progress. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:11 | |
-Is there something wrong? -No. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
-Well, good luck. I'm sure you'll win. -I always do. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:19 | |
Keep coming, keep coming... Hold it there. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:29 | |
Three, two, one - go! | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
HE WHISTLES | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
HE URINATES | 0:06:01 | 0:06:02 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:06:08 | 0:06:10 | |
I'm not entirely sure you're allowed to be in here. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:15 | |
Hey, I own this place. (I can go wherever I want.) | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
-Do you like older women? -Uh... | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
Oh, I love men who give monosyllabic answers. It's so...primal. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:29 | |
-You're married. -Yeah. (Let's live dangerously.) | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
-Mmm. -Mmm. | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:49 | |
Mm. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:54 | |
ENGINE ROARS AND TYRES SCREECH | 0:06:57 | 0:06:58 | |
Problem? | 0:07:09 | 0:07:11 | |
-What am I to you? -Good Lord. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Don't tell me you're starting to have feelings. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
Your working class bit of rough, is it? | 0:07:18 | 0:07:21 | |
You're my employee. That's it. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
Maybe I should have a word with your husband. | 0:07:25 | 0:07:28 | |
Tell him what a tart you are. | 0:07:28 | 0:07:29 | |
Forgotten who the fairer sex is? | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
-Ugh! -Not at all. You're fired. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:38 | |
What happened? | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
I caught him trying to stare down my top. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
You filthy... | 0:07:43 | 0:07:45 | |
Unnecessary, darling. Already dealt him a punishing blow. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:48 | |
-You can't stop me from defending your honour. -What honour? | 0:07:48 | 0:07:51 | |
Get out! | 0:07:51 | 0:07:53 | |
-I feel sorry for you. -RACE STEWARD: Three, two, one - go! | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
The both of you. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
You should've let me hit him. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
Oh, don't be silly, darling! | 0:08:02 | 0:08:04 | |
He's almost twice your size - give or take an inch or two. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:07 | |
I'm racing in ten minutes, haven't you got a job to do? | 0:08:07 | 0:08:10 | |
-I'll run the safety car. -Good. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:15 | |
Mrs MacMurray! | 0:08:15 | 0:08:17 | |
-It's Mr Baxter. He's threatening legal action. -Coming. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
Ladies and gentleman, | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
welcome to the Earl's 14th annual Charity Hill Climb Meeting. | 0:08:43 | 0:08:48 | |
I hope you've enjoyed the practice runs. As you can see, | 0:08:48 | 0:08:52 | |
we have a wide range of vehicles competing in the race, | 0:08:52 | 0:08:58 | |
in a, in a...variety of colours, shapes and sizes. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:04 | |
-Colours and shapes(!) -And sizes. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
We'll begin in just a few moments, | 0:09:08 | 0:09:10 | |
once the track has been checked for hazards and, erm, that sort of thing. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:16 | |
Been busy? | 0:09:49 | 0:09:50 | |
LADY FELICIA: I hereby declare this meeting open. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:04 | |
I don't understand this. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:15 | |
How are they all supposed to fit on one track? | 0:10:15 | 0:10:18 | |
They don't, Mrs McCarthy. They go one at a time. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:21 | |
One at a time? | 0:10:21 | 0:10:22 | |
The clue's in the title. Thousand-yard uphill track. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:25 | |
The fastest to make it to the top is the winner. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
Well, it sounds very dull to me. | 0:10:28 | 0:10:30 | |
I can assure you, it's far from that. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:32 | |
And not a cream tea in sight. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:34 | |
Our first contestant - uh, driver, is Audrey MacMurray. | 0:10:34 | 0:10:39 | |
Good luck, darling. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
Driving a, uh... | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
Frazer Nash Special...1926. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:55 | |
-'27. -'28. | 0:10:55 | 0:10:56 | |
Oh, I'd love to have a whirl in that. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:59 | |
It has lots of various specifications, which, eh... | 0:10:59 | 0:11:03 | |
to be honest, I don't completely understand. But, as you can see, | 0:11:03 | 0:11:07 | |
it's in a lovely shade of blue - Prussian blue, I'd say - | 0:11:07 | 0:11:12 | |
w-w-hich... ..creating a striking counterpoint | 0:11:12 | 0:11:16 | |
to her figgy, plummy red jumpsuit. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:20 | |
Just what I came for - a fashion show. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:23 | |
In any case, it's a magnificent machine, | 0:11:23 | 0:11:25 | |
as I'm sure you'll all agree. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:26 | |
Three, two, one - go! | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
And she's off! | 0:11:32 | 0:11:34 | |
Look how fast she's going, and getting faster...and faster. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:42 | |
Gosh, she really is going fast! | 0:11:55 | 0:11:57 | |
TYRES SCREECH | 0:12:05 | 0:12:06 | |
SPECTATORS GASP | 0:12:07 | 0:12:09 | |
SCREAM ECHOES OVER PA SYSTEM | 0:12:09 | 0:12:11 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:32 | |
HE SPEAKS LATIN | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
It doesn't make any sense. Why would she just go off the track? | 0:12:52 | 0:12:56 | |
She wouldn't. She was an excellent driver. | 0:12:56 | 0:12:58 | |
-Hazard on the track? -I checked it myself, it was safe. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:02 | |
Mr MacMurray, why don't you wait in the starter's office? | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
-Let us do our jobs. -I'll make him a cup of tea. | 0:13:05 | 0:13:08 | |
-Check the track. -Inspector. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:10 | |
-Piece of fabric. -Curious. | 0:13:12 | 0:13:16 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
-Be careful, Madam. -Ooh! | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
-What happened? -Seems like she lost control. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:24 | |
That's not possible. She never lost control. | 0:13:24 | 0:13:26 | |
Brake lines have been cut. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
Just enough to drain the reservoir before the car got up to speed. | 0:13:28 | 0:13:31 | |
It must've been that mad woman. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:33 | |
Thank you, Mrs McCarthy. What would I do without you? | 0:13:34 | 0:13:37 | |
Let's track down this Harriet Welsby. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:38 | |
Welsby? I have the address. | 0:13:38 | 0:13:40 | |
Let's get that arm looked at. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:42 | |
So...you and Mrs MacMurray... | 0:13:46 | 0:13:49 | |
Burn, did she? Alive, I hope. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:56 | |
Initial reports indicate a fractured skull. Dead on impact. | 0:13:57 | 0:14:01 | |
Oh, well. Can't have everything. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:02 | |
-Tea? -No, thank you. -Yes, please, three sugars. -No. | 0:14:05 | 0:14:10 | |
We're both fine. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:13 | |
Apologies for the mess. The house is being repossessed. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
-By Mrs MacMurray's company? -By that evil witch, yes. | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
Seeing as we're being blunt, about your husband... | 0:14:24 | 0:14:27 | |
I buried him this morning. He had a heart attack. | 0:14:27 | 0:14:31 | |
And you blame Mrs MacMurray for that? | 0:14:31 | 0:14:33 | |
It was her repayment demands. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:35 | |
-He never had heart problems before that. -I see. | 0:14:35 | 0:14:38 | |
And when you said, "You'll pay for it"? | 0:14:39 | 0:14:41 | |
-You accusing me of something? -There's evidence to suggest | 0:14:43 | 0:14:46 | |
Mrs MacMurray's car was sabotaged. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
This gets better and better! And, of course, I'm a suspect(!) | 0:14:50 | 0:14:53 | |
Where did you go after your confrontation this morning? | 0:14:54 | 0:14:57 | |
-Straight home. -Can anyone vouch for you? | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
-Medusa. -Medusa? | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
My cat. She's around here somewhere. Shall I fetch her for you? | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
On second thoughts, maybe we will have that cup of tea. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:10 | |
Of course. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:13 | |
-Fly-fishing. Your husband's? -Yes, please don't touch it. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:17 | |
Spiritual guidance only. Understand? | 0:15:37 | 0:15:41 | |
Absolutely. | 0:15:41 | 0:15:42 | |
Thank you. | 0:15:45 | 0:15:46 | |
DOOR SLAMS | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
Thank you for coming, Father. I'm what you call "lapsed". | 0:15:54 | 0:15:58 | |
-Is that a problem? -No. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:01 | |
-Not if you wish to repent. -I'm glad she's dead. -Ah. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:06 | |
-But I didn't do it. -Go on. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
When Mrs MacMurray's assistant called her into the office, | 0:16:10 | 0:16:14 | |
I found the cable cutters, and I tried to cut the brake line. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:17 | |
But I'm not a mechanic. I didn't know what was what. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:21 | |
METAL CLANGS | 0:16:21 | 0:16:22 | |
Then when I heard someone coming, I ran off. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:25 | |
When I got home, I realised I still had the cable cutters in my hand | 0:16:25 | 0:16:28 | |
So I hid them away. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:31 | |
An unfortunate set of circumstances which does rather have the | 0:16:31 | 0:16:34 | |
effect of making you look extremely guilty. | 0:16:34 | 0:16:37 | |
I am guilty. | 0:16:37 | 0:16:39 | |
I wanted her dead... and now I'm going to hang for it. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:42 | |
And I'll be down there, while my husband... | 0:16:45 | 0:16:48 | |
For all eternity. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:52 | |
-That's right, isn't it? -No. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:57 | |
Not if you ask for God's forgiveness. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:01 | |
And besides... | 0:17:03 | 0:17:04 | |
..it's highly likely the person you heard... | 0:17:06 | 0:17:10 | |
was the real culprit. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:11 | |
I told the inspector there was someone else there, | 0:17:13 | 0:17:15 | |
but he doesn't believe me. | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
Between you and me... | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
..I'm going to investigate. | 0:17:21 | 0:17:23 | |
Morning. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:37 | |
-BREATHLESS: -My bicycle tyre needs a pump. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
Thank you, you're a life-saver. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:50 | |
No problem. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
Horrible business yesterday. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:57 | |
How are you coping? | 0:17:58 | 0:17:59 | |
-Excuse me? -You and Audrey MacMurray, you were close, weren't you? | 0:18:01 | 0:18:04 | |
-Is that a question or statement? -More of a statement really. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:10 | |
A friend of mine said you walked in on him | 0:18:10 | 0:18:12 | |
and Audrey at... | 0:18:12 | 0:18:13 | |
..rather an inopportune moment, | 0:18:14 | 0:18:16 | |
shall we say? And that you seemed very upset. | 0:18:16 | 0:18:19 | |
You can leave now. | 0:18:21 | 0:18:22 | |
If Mrs Welsby is convicted, she could hang. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:27 | |
-That's for the courts to decide. -I believe she's innocent. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
-Huh, and I'm not? -If you know anything at all, you owe it to your conscience... | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
Like I told the police, I didn't have anything to do with it. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:37 | |
Harriet Welsby's life is at stake. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:38 | |
Then say a prayer for her, Father, but keep away from me. | 0:18:39 | 0:18:43 | |
FATHER BROWN READS SCRIPTURE IN LATIN | 0:19:07 | 0:19:09 | |
Requiem aeternam dona ei, Domine. | 0:19:22 | 0:19:25 | |
-ALL: -Et lux perpetua luceat ei. | 0:19:25 | 0:19:28 | |
CROWS CAW | 0:19:43 | 0:19:45 | |
Requiescat in pace. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:49 | |
-ALL: -Amen. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:52 | |
I'd like to say a few words. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:55 | |
That would not be appropriate. | 0:19:55 | 0:19:57 | |
Sorry, Father. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:58 | |
"Appropriate" never was my strong point. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
-Audrey MacMurray... was a cruel woman. -Oh! | 0:20:06 | 0:20:10 | |
We all know that. Let's not pretend she wasn't. | 0:20:10 | 0:20:13 | |
It isn't being respectful of the dead lying about them, is it? | 0:20:14 | 0:20:17 | |
-He is drunk. -Mr Bakewell... | 0:20:17 | 0:20:19 | |
She chewed people up and she spat them out! | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
And she enjoyed doing it. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:26 | |
Tearing the flesh off their bones. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
Eating people's hearts for breakfast. My heart! | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
We were lovers. | 0:20:34 | 0:20:36 | |
Not that she knew what love was. Or how to care about other people. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:40 | |
I can't be like that. I won't be. | 0:20:45 | 0:20:48 | |
And I won't let somebody else pay for what I've done. | 0:20:50 | 0:20:54 | |
It was me. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:03 | |
I killed her. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:07 | |
GASPS | 0:21:07 | 0:21:08 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:14 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:21:17 | 0:21:19 | |
Sergeant, would you please take Mr Bakewell to the cells? | 0:21:19 | 0:21:22 | |
You'll hang for this! | 0:21:22 | 0:21:24 | |
Mr MacMurray, you've given your witness statement. | 0:21:24 | 0:21:26 | |
Now please go home. | 0:21:26 | 0:21:28 | |
You do have the awful business | 0:21:28 | 0:21:29 | |
of your wife's affairs to attend to, Mr MacMurray. | 0:21:29 | 0:21:31 | |
How about a nice cup of tea? | 0:21:39 | 0:21:41 | |
How about a stiff drink? | 0:21:41 | 0:21:43 | |
Mrs McCarthy, why don't you take Harriet to the presbytery? | 0:21:43 | 0:21:47 | |
There's a bottle of Bordeaux in my study. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:49 | |
Is there indeed? Hmph. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:53 | |
Right. | 0:21:53 | 0:21:54 | |
Inspector? | 0:22:01 | 0:22:02 | |
Inspector, I don't suppose you've managed to identify | 0:22:03 | 0:22:07 | |
the origin of the fabric... | 0:22:07 | 0:22:09 | |
An anomaly, probably... detritus at the scene that got | 0:22:09 | 0:22:14 | |
snagged as she was thrown from the car. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:16 | |
-But... -Father, I have motive, means, and opportunity - | 0:22:16 | 0:22:20 | |
and a confession. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:21 | |
Whether you like it or not, this case is now closed. | 0:22:21 | 0:22:23 | |
(This has got way out of hand.) | 0:22:37 | 0:22:39 | |
(I'm not happy with this.) | 0:22:39 | 0:22:41 | |
THEY TALK IN HUSHED TONES | 0:22:41 | 0:22:43 | |
COCK CROWS | 0:22:56 | 0:22:58 | |
Thank you for expediting the paperwork, Mr Watts. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:18 | |
No at all, Miss Stanwyck. | 0:23:18 | 0:23:20 | |
SHE MOANS | 0:23:56 | 0:23:58 | |
What in blazes do you think you're doing?! | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
Isn't that obvious? Filthy priest. | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
-You're having an affair. -I don't know | 0:24:14 | 0:24:16 | |
what you THINK you saw, but you're mistaken. | 0:24:16 | 0:24:19 | |
-I know lust when I see it. -How dare you?! | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
You had motive, opportunity... the only question is means. | 0:24:21 | 0:24:25 | |
What are you suggesting? | 0:24:25 | 0:24:27 | |
-That somehow you caused the accident. -You're delusional. | 0:24:27 | 0:24:30 | |
-Why don't we let the police decide? -Call them. | 0:24:30 | 0:24:33 | |
He was trespassing on private property. Spying through the window. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:36 | |
-Do it. -Yes, do it. | 0:24:38 | 0:24:40 | |
What's this about? | 0:24:56 | 0:24:57 | |
HE was trespassing. Snooping through the window, | 0:24:57 | 0:25:00 | |
making baseless accusations. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:02 | |
Horrid accusations. Horrid! | 0:25:02 | 0:25:04 | |
-It's an act. -What exactly did you see? | 0:25:12 | 0:25:14 | |
-She was...straddling him. -Straddling? | 0:25:14 | 0:25:17 | |
Don't really want to demonstrate. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:21 | |
-So they've been having an affair? -Exactly. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:23 | |
-And you think that makes them responsible... -Yes, I do. | 0:25:23 | 0:25:25 | |
-Evidence? -Nothing yet. | 0:25:25 | 0:25:28 | |
But if I know anything, its human behaviour, | 0:25:28 | 0:25:30 | |
and theirs speaks volumes. | 0:25:30 | 0:25:31 | |
An interesting theory. Hands, please. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:36 | |
-Don't understand. -It's quite simple. I'm arresting you. | 0:25:36 | 0:25:40 | |
-Oh, I see. For show? -No, for breach of the peace. | 0:25:40 | 0:25:44 | |
I've warned you time and time again, but you don't listen. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
Turn around. Hands - now. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:51 | |
Father Brown, I am arresting you for breach of the peace. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:58 | |
You are not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so, | 0:25:58 | 0:26:01 | |
but what you say will be put into writing | 0:26:01 | 0:26:03 | |
and may be given in evidence. | 0:26:03 | 0:26:05 | |
Phyllis and Walter killed Audrey MacMurray. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:23 | |
Even if they are having an affair, that doesn't make them murderers. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:26 | |
-What's this? -None of your concern. Get down. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:29 | |
On the contrary, I'd say it was of Mr Bakewell's gravest concern. | 0:26:29 | 0:26:33 | |
Don't you see? It's all starting to add up - | 0:26:33 | 0:26:36 | |
the relationship, the inheritance, the anomalous piece of fabric... | 0:26:36 | 0:26:40 | |
ENOUGH! My God, man, you have been a thorn in my side | 0:26:40 | 0:26:44 | |
ever since I stepped into this piddling little parish. | 0:26:44 | 0:26:47 | |
Sticking your head in where it's not wanted, | 0:26:47 | 0:26:49 | |
trampling all over my investigations. | 0:26:49 | 0:26:51 | |
I want you to know that I fully intend to go through with | 0:26:51 | 0:26:53 | |
these charges, to finally put a stop to your amateur sleuthing. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
To the perfect murder. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:10 | |
Hmm. And the perfect woman. | 0:27:10 | 0:27:12 | |
He must've put something on the course when he ran the safety car, | 0:27:27 | 0:27:30 | |
something that caused the crash. | 0:27:30 | 0:27:31 | |
No. Miss Stanwyck wouldn't have left anything like that to chance. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:35 | |
And anyway, they would have discovered | 0:27:36 | 0:27:38 | |
-a hazard after the accident. -What then? | 0:27:38 | 0:27:40 | |
What happened when you walked in on Sid and Audrey? | 0:27:42 | 0:27:45 | |
She fired me. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:46 | |
Afterwards, I went back to the paddock to fetch me tool box. | 0:27:49 | 0:27:54 | |
-I saw that woman. -Harriet. | 0:27:55 | 0:27:57 | |
METAL CLANGS Trying to find the brake line. | 0:27:57 | 0:27:59 | |
When she ran off... I finished what she started. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:04 | |
Have you any idea how Audrey could have got a piece of fabric | 0:28:22 | 0:28:25 | |
trapped under her bracelet? | 0:28:25 | 0:28:27 | |
She wasn't wearing it. | 0:28:28 | 0:28:29 | |
What? | 0:28:31 | 0:28:33 | |
I bought her that bracelet. | 0:28:33 | 0:28:35 | |
She wasn't wearing it before she ran. | 0:28:35 | 0:28:37 | |
-SPECTATOR: -Go, Mrs MacMurray! | 0:28:38 | 0:28:40 | |
-Sergeant! -What is it? | 0:28:44 | 0:28:46 | |
I'm entitled to a phone call. | 0:28:47 | 0:28:48 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:28:50 | 0:28:51 | |
I have come to visit Father Brown. | 0:28:54 | 0:28:56 | |
What's that? | 0:28:57 | 0:28:59 | |
To sustain him in his unjust incarceration. | 0:29:05 | 0:29:08 | |
Oh, what do you suppose I've hidden in there? A hacksaw? | 0:29:09 | 0:29:13 | |
Oh, well go ahead - check it out! | 0:29:14 | 0:29:17 | |
-Slice it, why don't you?! -I will. | 0:29:17 | 0:29:19 | |
Ah. | 0:29:38 | 0:29:40 | |
That is no way to slice a cake! | 0:29:47 | 0:29:48 | |
Oh... | 0:29:50 | 0:29:52 | |
Apologies. | 0:29:52 | 0:29:53 | |
I had better go back home straightaway and bake another one. | 0:29:56 | 0:30:00 | |
Sorry to be a bother. | 0:30:00 | 0:30:03 | |
DOOR CREAKS | 0:30:32 | 0:30:34 | |
(Could you make a little less noise?) | 0:30:34 | 0:30:36 | |
Not unless you've got an oil can under your cassock. | 0:30:36 | 0:30:39 | |
Longing for your glory days? | 0:30:46 | 0:30:49 | |
That grease monkey was right about one thing. | 0:30:49 | 0:30:51 | |
She didn't care about other people. | 0:30:52 | 0:30:54 | |
I was just another trophy. | 0:30:56 | 0:30:58 | |
Huh. They must have thought I was an idiot. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:02 | |
AS IF I didn't know they were at it. | 0:31:02 | 0:31:04 | |
Don't be maudlin, darling. You finally got your revenge. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:08 | |
Be happy. | 0:31:08 | 0:31:09 | |
Besides, we should be grateful to that grease monkey - | 0:31:09 | 0:31:12 | |
fortuitously framing himself for our crime. | 0:31:12 | 0:31:15 | |
Bless his heart. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:16 | |
-You're wearing her dress. -Well, why not? | 0:31:19 | 0:31:22 | |
What's hers is mine now. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:23 | |
I was thinking, once the paperwork's been finalised, | 0:31:24 | 0:31:28 | |
why not make me a joint shareholder? | 0:31:28 | 0:31:30 | |
You have to admit, I've got more of a head for business than you do. | 0:31:31 | 0:31:34 | |
I thought we were going to leave, start a new life? | 0:31:34 | 0:31:37 | |
Why leave when we have everything we need right here? | 0:31:37 | 0:31:40 | |
Did you leave the garage door open? | 0:31:43 | 0:31:45 | |
What you think you're going to find in there? | 0:31:52 | 0:31:54 | |
Something resembling proof. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:57 | |
That looks like blood. | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
So she was killed inside the car? | 0:32:01 | 0:32:04 | |
Not quite. | 0:32:04 | 0:32:05 | |
-A-ha! -What? | 0:32:07 | 0:32:08 | |
-The final piece of the puzzle. -< Is that so? | 0:32:08 | 0:32:10 | |
I think this fabric is the same fabric | 0:32:13 | 0:32:15 | |
that was snagged under Audrey's bracelet. | 0:32:15 | 0:32:19 | |
And I'll be happy to call the police for you this time. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:21 | |
Let's go in the house, shall we? | 0:32:22 | 0:32:24 | |
-What's going on here? -Mrs McCarthy. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:38 | |
Comes in with a cake for Father Brown, | 0:32:38 | 0:32:40 | |
knocks it all over the place, then leaves without even seeing him. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:43 | |
Where did he go? | 0:32:52 | 0:32:53 | |
Where did he go?! | 0:32:57 | 0:32:58 | |
You two will be on the run for the rest of your lives. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:08 | |
What exactly do you think you know? | 0:33:08 | 0:33:10 | |
Well... | 0:33:12 | 0:33:14 | |
I know enough to prove you killed Mrs MacMurray | 0:33:14 | 0:33:17 | |
before the race. Somewhere private. | 0:33:17 | 0:33:20 | |
Somewhere where no-one could see you. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:22 | |
-How does he know that we...? -Be quiet. | 0:33:22 | 0:33:24 | |
Harriet saw you calling her into the office. | 0:33:26 | 0:33:29 | |
-Mrs MacMurray? It's Mr Baxter. -Coming. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:32 | |
That's where it happened, wasn't it? | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
That's where you fractured her skull. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:38 | |
Phyllis! Can't you deal with this? | 0:33:38 | 0:33:39 | |
-He wants to talk to you. -Oh, honestly... Mr Baxter? | 0:33:39 | 0:33:44 | |
-LINE GOES DEAD -Hello? | 0:33:44 | 0:33:46 | |
Mr Baxter? | 0:33:46 | 0:33:47 | |
Urgh! | 0:33:47 | 0:33:48 | |
PHONE BUZZES | 0:33:52 | 0:33:53 | |
Go on. | 0:33:58 | 0:34:00 | |
The next part of the plan was relatively simple. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:02 | |
You dumped the body in the car... | 0:34:11 | 0:34:13 | |
..and then YOU changed into identical clothes | 0:34:16 | 0:34:18 | |
And you drove up the hill. | 0:34:29 | 0:34:30 | |
And when you got to the blind bend... | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
you positioned the body. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:37 | |
But... | 0:34:52 | 0:34:53 | |
you didn't notice that Audrey's bracelet had | 0:34:53 | 0:34:55 | |
caught on the material at the back of the car. | 0:34:55 | 0:34:57 | |
So, the scene being set, all that was left was to run the race. | 0:35:00 | 0:35:05 | |
Good luck, darling. | 0:35:14 | 0:35:15 | |
But, of course, you had no idea | 0:35:17 | 0:35:19 | |
that an attempt had already been made on Audrey's life. | 0:35:19 | 0:35:22 | |
And your plan to feign an accident very nearly was thwarted | 0:35:24 | 0:35:29 | |
when you genuinely lost control. | 0:35:29 | 0:35:30 | |
That's when you injured your arm, wasn't it? | 0:35:48 | 0:35:50 | |
Your later slip down the ditch... | 0:35:50 | 0:35:53 | |
That was just another sham to cover up your injury. | 0:35:53 | 0:35:56 | |
-Be careful, madam! -Oh! | 0:35:56 | 0:35:59 | |
What happened? | 0:35:59 | 0:36:00 | |
An audacious plan, I'll admit. | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
But ultimately... | 0:36:03 | 0:36:06 | |
as foul as any other murder. | 0:36:06 | 0:36:07 | |
Not so cocky now, are ya? | 0:36:09 | 0:36:11 | |
-We're done for! -Be quiet. -What are we going to do?! | 0:36:11 | 0:36:14 | |
There's only one thing left to do. | 0:36:14 | 0:36:16 | |
Wait! There has to be another way. | 0:36:17 | 0:36:20 | |
Prison - is that what you'd prefer? | 0:36:20 | 0:36:22 | |
We can lock them up here. Make our escape. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:25 | |
Start our new lives like we always planned. | 0:36:25 | 0:36:26 | |
That's your answer, is it? To run away? | 0:36:26 | 0:36:29 | |
Pathetic. Just go with them. | 0:36:29 | 0:36:31 | |
-What? -Go! | 0:36:33 | 0:36:34 | |
Should've known you wouldn't rise to the occasion. Feeble little man. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:41 | |
She's been using you all along, mate. | 0:36:41 | 0:36:43 | |
That's the way the world works, sweetheart. Everyone uses everyone. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:48 | |
I find it heartbreaking that that's how you see the world. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:53 | |
I'm touched by your attempt to empathise. | 0:36:53 | 0:36:56 | |
Even if it is motivated by a desire to see me lower the gun. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:59 | |
Alas, needs must | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
Goodbye, Father. | 0:37:02 | 0:37:04 | |
-Ugh! -SHE GASPS | 0:37:05 | 0:37:07 | |
SID GROANS IN PAIN | 0:37:10 | 0:37:11 | |
You all right? | 0:37:13 | 0:37:15 | |
HOARSE: They've seen better days. Agh... | 0:37:15 | 0:37:18 | |
Walter! | 0:37:25 | 0:37:27 | |
Phyllis! Stop. | 0:37:29 | 0:37:30 | |
It's not too late for us, Walter. We can still leave together. | 0:37:38 | 0:37:42 | |
Don't! Just...don't. | 0:37:42 | 0:37:45 | |
Walter, why don't you give me the gun? | 0:37:47 | 0:37:50 | |
-You never loved me. -Ah, the penny drops! | 0:37:52 | 0:37:54 | |
-It was all an act. -Of course I loved you. I still do. | 0:37:56 | 0:38:00 | |
I just got scared. It made me crazy. | 0:38:02 | 0:38:04 | |
I'll make it up to you, I promise. | 0:38:06 | 0:38:08 | |
Let's go while we still have the chance. | 0:38:10 | 0:38:12 | |
Don't come any closer! | 0:38:12 | 0:38:13 | |
If you let them arrest me, I could hang. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
You'll be killing me either way. Is that what you want? | 0:38:16 | 0:38:19 | |
It's what you deserve. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:20 | |
Walter. | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
You're not a killer. | 0:38:26 | 0:38:27 | |
Forgive me, Father. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:29 | |
If you do this, you'll regret it. | 0:38:31 | 0:38:34 | |
(Listen to him.) | 0:38:34 | 0:38:35 | |
Just like you regret killing your wife. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:39 | |
I saw your face... through the window. | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
That was remorse, wasn't it? | 0:38:46 | 0:38:47 | |
Wasn't it? | 0:38:50 | 0:38:51 | |
Save yourself, Walter. | 0:38:56 | 0:38:57 | |
We'll get what we deserve. | 0:39:11 | 0:39:13 | |
You think this is justice? It's subjugation. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:19 | |
You're terrified of any woman who | 0:39:19 | 0:39:20 | |
dares to be more than a meek little housewife. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
That's why you wanted her dead. | 0:39:23 | 0:39:25 | |
So you could reassert your pathetic masculinity. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
Inspector, thank God you're here! | 0:39:32 | 0:39:34 | |
He was going to kill me. | 0:39:35 | 0:39:37 | |
This is the way to raise money for charity - | 0:39:43 | 0:39:46 | |
no noise, no cars and no grisly deaths. | 0:39:46 | 0:39:49 | |
So far. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:50 | |
-Mmm, these buns are delicious, Harriet. -Thank you, Father. | 0:39:52 | 0:39:55 | |
I dare say you could give Mrs McCarthy a run for her money. | 0:39:55 | 0:39:59 | |
Father Brown, Mrs McCarthy. I couldn't resist the opportunity | 0:39:59 | 0:40:02 | |
to try my hand at gourmet baking. | 0:40:02 | 0:40:04 | |
Gourmet? | 0:40:04 | 0:40:06 | |
Gateaux Parisiens and a chiffon torte citron. | 0:40:06 | 0:40:09 | |
Otherwise known as "French cake" or "Lemon tart". | 0:40:09 | 0:40:11 | |
-And you baked these yourself, did you? -Scout's honour. | 0:40:13 | 0:40:16 | |
A likely story. | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
Inspector, bite of something sweet? | 0:40:18 | 0:40:20 | |
Thank you, but I'm not staying. | 0:40:20 | 0:40:22 | |
Just came to see the Father. In private. | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
Excuse me. | 0:40:28 | 0:40:29 | |
You'll be glad to know that Mr Bakewell's charge has been | 0:40:31 | 0:40:34 | |
downgraded to attempted murder. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:36 | |
The..."actress", Miss Stanwyck, is going down for murder. | 0:40:38 | 0:40:43 | |
And her partner in crime, conspiracy. | 0:40:43 | 0:40:45 | |
And what about me? | 0:40:45 | 0:40:47 | |
Have you come to put the cuffs on me again? | 0:40:48 | 0:40:50 | |
Alas, not. | 0:40:50 | 0:40:51 | |
All charges have been dropped, and... | 0:40:53 | 0:40:55 | |
And what? | 0:40:56 | 0:40:57 | |
The pro sols were so impressed with your help in solving | 0:40:59 | 0:41:02 | |
the case they passed on the information to my senior officers. | 0:41:02 | 0:41:06 | |
And? | 0:41:07 | 0:41:08 | |
They've awarded you this for your help in assisting the police. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:14 | |
Oh, congratulations! And about time too. | 0:41:25 | 0:41:28 | |
So, I suppose this makes me your deputy... | 0:41:29 | 0:41:34 | |
sheriff? | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
Don't push it. | 0:41:36 | 0:41:37 |