0:00:04 > 0:00:06HYMNAL SINGING
0:00:19 > 0:00:24# ..nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
0:00:24 > 0:00:28# Till we have built
0:00:28 > 0:00:31# Jerusalem
0:00:31 > 0:00:39# In England's green and pleasant land. #
0:00:46 > 0:00:47Good evening.
0:00:47 > 0:00:50And a rousing Institute welcome to tonight's guests,
0:00:50 > 0:00:55Lady Felicia, Father Roland, filling as Locum Curate
0:00:55 > 0:00:58during Father Brown's unfortunate indisposition.
0:00:58 > 0:01:02And last but certainly not least, Mrs Cholmondeley-Carter,
0:01:02 > 0:01:04from the National Executive Committee
0:01:04 > 0:01:08who has heroically agreed to act as head judge at tomorrow's fair.
0:01:13 > 0:01:16There was nothing "fair" about last year's judgement.
0:01:16 > 0:01:19The best jam won and everyone here knows it!
0:01:19 > 0:01:22We have a packed evening,
0:01:22 > 0:01:25including a cookery talk from Mrs Hunnisett -
0:01:25 > 0:01:27Going Gay Without Meat.
0:01:27 > 0:01:32And to kick off, Father Roland's film, Educating The African Orphan
0:01:32 > 0:01:36made during his recent missionary trip to Swaziland.
0:01:36 > 0:01:39So, without further ado, Andrea, lights please.
0:01:46 > 0:01:49Is there a Virginia in the story?
0:01:58 > 0:02:00- Oooh!- Holy Mother of God!
0:02:00 > 0:02:04- Father Roland, what is happening?! - No, God. No! Avert your eyes!
0:02:04 > 0:02:07This is not a film about African orphans.
0:02:07 > 0:02:09No, it isn't! It is not mine!
0:02:09 > 0:02:11SHOUTS AND GASPS
0:02:11 > 0:02:13Avert your eyes, ladies!
0:02:16 > 0:02:18This is not happening! This is not happening!
0:02:20 > 0:02:23Well. This is certainly educational.
0:02:54 > 0:02:58And finally a cursory inspection of the church roof account reveals
0:02:58 > 0:03:03that fundraising has been, shall we say, erratic, to say the least.
0:03:03 > 0:03:05My Parishioners give what they can.
0:03:05 > 0:03:09I'm sure that with the appropriate nudge,
0:03:09 > 0:03:12they can be persuaded to dig a little deeper.
0:03:16 > 0:03:17Raise the roof!
0:03:19 > 0:03:20Very pithy.
0:03:20 > 0:03:25One to every household in the village. Half a crown each and we have ourselves a steeple.
0:03:25 > 0:03:27And here's mine to start to you off.
0:03:27 > 0:03:29Sterling, Mrs McCarthy.
0:03:29 > 0:03:32I knew I could count on you to lead by example.
0:03:32 > 0:03:33- Am I interrupting?- Yes.- No.
0:03:33 > 0:03:38Her Ladyship thought this might help with the boredom.
0:03:39 > 0:03:42You could do a spot of bird watching? Feathered variety.
0:03:42 > 0:03:47And talking of bird watching, last night's WI meeting...?
0:03:47 > 0:03:48Trust you to bring that up.
0:03:48 > 0:03:51I can assure you, the film I gave to Mrs Fortescue comprised
0:03:51 > 0:03:54only of rainless African skies and smiling black children.
0:03:54 > 0:03:55If you say so.
0:03:55 > 0:03:59No one doubts that. But a mystery none the less.
0:03:59 > 0:04:02There'll be no more mysteries for you until that leg is mended.
0:04:06 > 0:04:08Really?
0:04:20 > 0:04:22Hywel!
0:04:23 > 0:04:24On your way to the Post Office?
0:04:24 > 0:04:27No flies on you, Father.
0:04:27 > 0:04:32Mrs Clam is a comely widow and your posy tells its own story.
0:04:33 > 0:04:37Wild rosemary for warm emotion and freesias for lasting friendship.
0:04:37 > 0:04:40And featherhead for allurement.
0:04:40 > 0:04:45Talking of which, I hear the WI meeting last night took an unexpected turn.
0:04:45 > 0:04:49Turns out their VIP was only the Chief Superintendent's sister-in-law.
0:04:49 > 0:04:51Taken to her bed with the shock of it.
0:04:51 > 0:04:52Inspector Sullivan wants answers.
0:04:52 > 0:04:56Father Roland gave the film to Mrs Fortescue.
0:04:56 > 0:05:00And she left it at the village hall for the ladies coming in to set up the meeting.
0:05:00 > 0:05:02If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times.
0:05:02 > 0:05:05You can't go round leaving doors unlocked these days.
0:05:05 > 0:05:09It seems a peculiarly unladylike crime.
0:05:09 > 0:05:13Try telling that to the WI ladies and on the day of the fair to boot.
0:05:13 > 0:05:16Tensions already at boiling point.
0:05:16 > 0:05:18Sparks will fly, you mind my words.
0:05:25 > 0:05:27I can't stop!
0:05:30 > 0:05:32Stay, Jeffrey!
0:05:32 > 0:05:33It's always the quiet ones.
0:05:33 > 0:05:35Maybe he left one of his films lying around
0:05:35 > 0:05:38and she got it mixed up with the orphans.
0:05:38 > 0:05:41If you've something to say, Judith, perhaps you'd have the grace
0:05:41 > 0:05:43and good manners to say it to my face.
0:05:45 > 0:05:47I'm waiting.
0:05:48 > 0:05:51No? Then if you're done spreading malicious slander
0:05:51 > 0:05:54then perhaps you could fetch more bunting!
0:05:54 > 0:05:55Chop chop!
0:05:58 > 0:06:00Come, Jeffery!
0:06:00 > 0:06:02That woman will be the death of me.
0:06:05 > 0:06:08Oi. Father, give that to Father Brown when you see him, will ya?
0:06:08 > 0:06:09This being...?
0:06:09 > 0:06:13Donation to the steeple fund from Mrs Plumpton.
0:06:13 > 0:06:15Do I look like a complete greenhorn?
0:06:17 > 0:06:18Yep.
0:06:18 > 0:06:21I want nothing to do with this ill-gotten money.
0:06:21 > 0:06:25Keep your cassock on. It was a dead cert and the church roof's got a dirty great hole in it.
0:06:25 > 0:06:29Father Brown should live by example, instead of falling so publicly to vice.
0:06:30 > 0:06:33I was warned he surrounded himself with undesirables.
0:06:33 > 0:06:35But even I couldn't have predicted the full extent.
0:06:35 > 0:06:37Warned were you? By who? The Bishop?
0:06:37 > 0:06:40Bishop Talbot has been gracious enough to take me under his wing.
0:06:40 > 0:06:41I bet has!
0:06:43 > 0:06:45Planted you here as his little spy.
0:06:45 > 0:06:48Recognises qualities in me lacking in...others.
0:06:48 > 0:06:50Even priests can live a little.
0:06:50 > 0:06:51All right, ladies!
0:06:51 > 0:06:54Looking lovely.
0:06:54 > 0:06:56She's taken a shine to you.
0:06:56 > 0:06:58Don't be puerile.
0:06:58 > 0:07:01Listen, Father, don't take this the wrong way but...
0:07:01 > 0:07:04you're a handsome bloke, all right?
0:07:04 > 0:07:06You can have any girl you wanted.
0:07:06 > 0:07:10Why hide your knackers under a skirt for the rest of your...
0:07:10 > 0:07:12HE CHUCKLES
0:07:12 > 0:07:14Maybe there is a man under that dress after all.
0:07:26 > 0:07:29I wouldn't put it past that one. Not normal is it?
0:07:29 > 0:07:33All that celibacy does funny things to a man.
0:07:33 > 0:07:36Jolly good of you to step in for Mrs CholmondeleyCarter.
0:07:36 > 0:07:37Eleventh hour and all that.
0:07:37 > 0:07:41Oh, here's Father Roland. Righto. Cakes!
0:07:41 > 0:07:47One to six are standard fruits, seven to eleven - Victoria sponge,
0:07:47 > 0:07:5012 to 15 are marmalade loaves, 16 to 19 are lemon drizzle.
0:07:50 > 0:07:54And here we have our home-baked bread.
0:08:06 > 0:08:08- Afternoon, Mrs Bunyon.- George!
0:08:08 > 0:08:10For me?! Oh!
0:08:36 > 0:08:38Hello, hello.
0:08:40 > 0:08:44The prize for My Favourite Room In A Shoebox,
0:08:44 > 0:08:48goes to Mrs Sibree for her "imaginative use of materials"
0:08:48 > 0:08:51and "witty" holiday cottage bathroom.
0:08:51 > 0:08:54APPLAUSE
0:08:59 > 0:09:01Congratulations. Very well deserved.
0:09:01 > 0:09:08Best cake goes to Judith Bunyon for her Victoria sponge.
0:09:10 > 0:09:12That sponge is mine.
0:09:12 > 0:09:15I'd recognise it anywhere.
0:09:15 > 0:09:17Oh, here we go again.
0:09:17 > 0:09:21Hers had sunk in the middle. She switched the numbers.
0:09:21 > 0:09:23I'm sure that's not the case.
0:09:23 > 0:09:24This belongs to me.
0:09:24 > 0:09:27Now, ladies!
0:09:27 > 0:09:29A bitter and twisted fantasist.
0:09:29 > 0:09:33No one would put it past you after the gooseberry jam of 1948.
0:09:33 > 0:09:35Was that letter something to do with you?
0:09:35 > 0:09:38Now then, ladies, that's enough of that.
0:09:42 > 0:09:46Why don't you come with me and have a little cool down?
0:09:46 > 0:09:48I'll get you for this, Judith Bunyon!
0:09:51 > 0:09:53Congratulations. Very well deserved.
0:09:59 > 0:10:04And the prize for best scones goes to...
0:10:05 > 0:10:07..Gladys Clam.
0:10:25 > 0:10:28Before you say anything, it was a blind tasting.
0:10:28 > 0:10:3414 years unblemished record... These scones are an award-winning
0:10:34 > 0:10:39secret recipe handed down from my mother and her mother before that.
0:10:39 > 0:10:43This recipe was baked for His Majesty King George IV
0:10:43 > 0:10:47on his visit to Kilkenny Castle in 1826.
0:10:47 > 0:10:48Taste one. Go on.
0:10:48 > 0:10:54Taste one and then tell me they only merit a highly commended!
0:10:54 > 0:10:57SHE GASPS
0:11:06 > 0:11:08SHE SCREAMS
0:11:09 > 0:11:11BELL RINGS
0:11:17 > 0:11:20Deus, Pater misericordiarum,
0:11:20 > 0:11:22qui per mortem et resurrectionem...
0:11:22 > 0:11:25- Pugh.- Sir.- No Father Brown?
0:11:25 > 0:11:29Nasty accident on his bicycle, sir. That's Father Roland, his locum.
0:11:29 > 0:11:33- He's staying at the Presbytery. - Does he fancy himself as an amateur detective too?
0:11:33 > 0:11:36I doubt it. Bit green around the gills.
0:11:36 > 0:11:39- Needed a moment...outside, if you get my...- ..Amen.
0:11:39 > 0:11:41Oh, and there he goes again.
0:11:41 > 0:11:43What do we know about the dead woman?
0:11:43 > 0:11:45Mrs Judith Bunyon. Farmer's wife.
0:11:45 > 0:11:48Her husband owns Brook Farm in Lower Kemble.
0:11:48 > 0:11:50- Did she have any enemies? - What, foul play?
0:11:50 > 0:11:54The colouration of the face looks like cyanide poisoning.
0:11:54 > 0:11:57There was a bit of a hoo-ha with Miss Thimble earlier,
0:11:57 > 0:12:00but then show day does tend to bring out the worst in the ladies.
0:12:00 > 0:12:03Mrs Clackett narrowly escaped a charge of ABH last year,
0:12:03 > 0:12:05after a bust-up over her cherry Bakewell.
0:12:05 > 0:12:09And last night's incident hasn't helped matters.
0:12:09 > 0:12:10Any connection there?
0:12:10 > 0:12:12Can't see it myself, sir.
0:12:12 > 0:12:15Sergeant! Get this to the lab.
0:12:15 > 0:12:18- I want a toxicology report on my desk by the end of the day.- Sir.
0:12:18 > 0:12:20We'll take it from here, Pugh.
0:12:20 > 0:12:22Yes, sir.
0:12:29 > 0:12:32By the sound of it, I think we can rule out natural causes.
0:12:32 > 0:12:39So, Mrs M, what can you tell us about the dead woman?
0:12:39 > 0:12:42Judith was a troublemaker and no mistake,
0:12:42 > 0:12:46a woman who took great delight in spreading malicious gossip.
0:12:46 > 0:12:48And he who is without sin...
0:12:48 > 0:12:52And Vera Thimble wasn't the only one she fell out with today.
0:12:52 > 0:12:57Mrs Fortescue caught Judith pointing the finger at her Jeffrey
0:12:57 > 0:13:00over last night's cinematic catastrophe.
0:13:00 > 0:13:03Tore a strip off her in front of half the WI.
0:13:03 > 0:13:05Did she, now?
0:13:05 > 0:13:07Mm, somebody's got their mojo back.
0:13:07 > 0:13:10Yes, well, I'm no used to anyone stuck in this chair.
0:13:10 > 0:13:12Oh, fiddlesticks. Your brain's in one piece.
0:13:12 > 0:13:16And if you need any legwork doing, consider me at your disposal.
0:13:16 > 0:13:19- You?!- Why not me?
0:13:19 > 0:13:24Well, I've always put you down as decorative rather than useful.
0:13:24 > 0:13:26Decorative?!
0:13:26 > 0:13:29Tell me, Father. Am I "decorative"?
0:13:31 > 0:13:34As a rosary is both beautiful and with purpose.
0:13:34 > 0:13:36I think it's up to Father Brown
0:13:36 > 0:13:39to decide which of us is the more useful.
0:13:39 > 0:13:41Quite. Father?
0:13:54 > 0:13:56After you.
0:13:56 > 0:13:57No, after you.
0:13:57 > 0:14:00So much for your offer of help.
0:14:00 > 0:14:03If I recall correctly, Father Brown asked us both to help.
0:14:03 > 0:14:05Huh!
0:14:05 > 0:14:07These are Chanel gloves.
0:14:07 > 0:14:11Oh, really? Well, I'm sure there's plenty more where they came from.
0:14:13 > 0:14:14Stand aside, Mrs McCarthy.
0:14:16 > 0:14:18Oh, really! Oh. BUZZING
0:14:20 > 0:14:23Oh, gosh.
0:14:26 > 0:14:28A Kembleford postmark.
0:14:28 > 0:14:30Why waste a stamp?
0:14:30 > 0:14:33Proverbs chapter 19, verse 9.
0:14:33 > 0:14:37"A false witness shall not be unpunished,
0:14:37 > 0:14:40"and he that speaketh lies shall perish."
0:14:40 > 0:14:44Judith Bunyon spread malicious gossip aplenty.
0:14:44 > 0:14:47And the numbers? A code of some sort?
0:14:47 > 0:14:49It's a puzzle. That's what it is.
0:14:49 > 0:14:53It's a threat, judging by her reaction when she read it.
0:14:53 > 0:14:55So what do we do now?
0:14:55 > 0:14:58First things first, someone should take it to the police.
0:14:58 > 0:15:01BOTH: I will.
0:15:01 > 0:15:03PHONE RINGS
0:15:03 > 0:15:05I see.
0:15:05 > 0:15:09Well, if Father Brown says it's significant, that's good enough for me.
0:15:09 > 0:15:11I'll make sure the inspector gets it.
0:15:11 > 0:15:13SHE CLEARS HER THROAT
0:15:13 > 0:15:17Is there any news on how Mrs Bunyon died?
0:15:22 > 0:15:24You didn't hear it from me, but...
0:15:24 > 0:15:26- murder it looks like. - THEY GASP
0:15:26 > 0:15:28Cyanide poisoning.
0:15:28 > 0:15:31Her Victoria sponge was laced with wasp killer.
0:15:31 > 0:15:32No!
0:15:53 > 0:15:55Is this anything to do with you?
0:15:55 > 0:15:58Why on earth would I do something like that?
0:16:03 > 0:16:06Then we paid a visit to the Post Office, where we managed
0:16:06 > 0:16:08to identify the writing paper by its watermark.
0:16:08 > 0:16:12Mrs Clam had only got in half a dozen
0:16:12 > 0:16:16and was obliging enough to remember who had purchased them.
0:16:16 > 0:16:20Three of those were at the WI fair.
0:16:20 > 0:16:23Vera Thimble, Dinah Fortescue...
0:16:23 > 0:16:25and Mrs McCarthy.
0:16:27 > 0:16:29For the parish office!
0:16:29 > 0:16:33Well, you might as well say Father Brown wrote that letter.
0:16:33 > 0:16:35Or...
0:16:37 > 0:16:39..Father Roland...
0:16:39 > 0:16:43- SHE GASPS - Now you really are being ridiculous.
0:16:43 > 0:16:47..who gave the film to Dinah Fortescue.
0:16:49 > 0:16:54I think Vera Thimble also received an anonymous letter
0:16:54 > 0:16:57which sent her hurtling to Dinah Fortescue.
0:16:59 > 0:17:04I think we need to find out what was in Miss Thimble's letter.
0:17:04 > 0:17:06How on earth do we do that?
0:17:06 > 0:17:09I think...we should ask her.
0:17:11 > 0:17:14ON RADIO: '..And I'm also culling a few of these birds.
0:17:14 > 0:17:17- 'You can do it if you like, Grace. Any good at wringing necks? - Heavens, no!'
0:17:17 > 0:17:20MUSIC: "The Archers" theme
0:17:24 > 0:17:27Oh. I didn't hear you come in.
0:17:30 > 0:17:32Ah!
0:17:33 > 0:17:34KNOCKING
0:17:34 > 0:17:36- Hello!- Hello?
0:17:53 > 0:17:54Miss Thimble.
0:17:54 > 0:17:56Ah, Miss Thimble!
0:17:58 > 0:18:02- Jesus, Mary and Joseph!- Oh!
0:18:02 > 0:18:05Oh, this is no time to have a fit of the vapours.
0:18:05 > 0:18:07I think she's had a visitor.
0:18:09 > 0:18:12I suppose it's up to me to go and get help, then.
0:18:12 > 0:18:14Well, stay there.
0:18:14 > 0:18:18And don't touch anything.
0:18:19 > 0:18:21DOOR SHUTS
0:18:30 > 0:18:32Sorry.
0:18:53 > 0:18:55DOOR CREAKS THEN SLAMS
0:19:00 > 0:19:01Oh, dear...
0:19:01 > 0:19:03Indeed!
0:19:04 > 0:19:07- Oh! - HE LAUGHS
0:19:07 > 0:19:12Long John Silver in the 4:10. Oh, yes!
0:19:18 > 0:19:20Sid!
0:19:22 > 0:19:24May I help you?
0:19:24 > 0:19:28Yes, erm...can't reach the Parish Magazine.
0:19:28 > 0:19:30I wonder if you...
0:19:35 > 0:19:39I'm enjoying your article. "Sports Day In Swaziland."
0:19:40 > 0:19:44Egg and spoon race with an ostrich egg. Very good.
0:19:44 > 0:19:48Who is the young lady who appears to have pipped you to the winning post?
0:19:48 > 0:19:50A volunteer with the Catholic Mission.
0:19:50 > 0:19:53Mr Plunkett telephoned to book a christening.
0:19:53 > 0:19:56At last. Three weeks overdue, poor woman.
0:19:58 > 0:19:59I must say,
0:19:59 > 0:20:03you and your missionary friend look very at your ease amongst the orphans.
0:20:03 > 0:20:06More at ease than I am with your record-keeping.
0:20:06 > 0:20:10If you'll excuse me, I must telephone the Bishop
0:20:10 > 0:20:12to update him on my progress.
0:20:12 > 0:20:14A written reminder for your personal diary,
0:20:14 > 0:20:16assuming you possess such a thing.
0:20:16 > 0:20:20Yes, well, give my regards to Bishop Talbot.
0:20:21 > 0:20:24RACING COMMENTARY ON RADIO
0:20:28 > 0:20:30Oh, I will.
0:20:51 > 0:20:54Oh, yes. Of course!
0:20:54 > 0:20:56RINGING
0:21:16 > 0:21:18INAUDIBLE
0:21:23 > 0:21:26So we assume she knew her killer.
0:21:26 > 0:21:27Well enough to offer her tea.
0:21:27 > 0:21:31There was a cup on the table, stained with lipstick.
0:21:31 > 0:21:33Vera Thimble never wore lipstick.
0:21:33 > 0:21:35Well spotted, Mrs M.
0:21:35 > 0:21:38At which point I had to leave to fetch the police,
0:21:38 > 0:21:41as Her Ladyship was feeling vapourish.
0:21:41 > 0:21:43SHE CLEARS HER THROAT
0:21:43 > 0:21:49The murder weapon was a hatpin, ivory, inexpensive but distinctive.
0:21:49 > 0:21:52Apart from the teacups, the room was undisturbed
0:21:52 > 0:21:54and there was one of those on a table.
0:21:54 > 0:21:57Father Roland's latest initiative.
0:21:57 > 0:21:59Father Roland seems to be making a habit of being present
0:21:59 > 0:22:01at crime scenes.
0:22:01 > 0:22:05He delivered one of those envelopes to every house in the parish, Sidney.
0:22:05 > 0:22:07As for the letter,
0:22:07 > 0:22:09we are none the wiser.
0:22:09 > 0:22:11Actually, we are.
0:22:11 > 0:22:14I found it in her handbag.
0:22:17 > 0:22:19Were you tampering with the crime scene, Lady F?
0:22:19 > 0:22:22It sounds rather thrilling put like that.
0:22:22 > 0:22:24But I suppose I did.
0:22:24 > 0:22:26And it was identical.
0:22:26 > 0:22:29Proverbs 19:9.
0:22:29 > 0:22:33Two, eight, one, one, one,
0:22:33 > 0:22:39nine, two, six, nine, zero, zero.
0:22:40 > 0:22:43- If only we knew what it meant. - I think I might know.
0:22:50 > 0:22:5328th November 1926, nine o'clock.
0:22:59 > 0:23:02Ooh! Shh!
0:23:03 > 0:23:05(Read that.)
0:23:08 > 0:23:10- SHE GASPS - Shh!
0:23:17 > 0:23:21Albert Evans was a local man and thoroughly bad lot.
0:23:21 > 0:23:25Drunkard, wife-beater and known predator on underage girls.
0:23:25 > 0:23:28Daisy Butler was just 14 when she was found raped
0:23:28 > 0:23:30and strangled in Kemblebrook Wood.
0:23:30 > 0:23:33He was convicted and hanged at Pentonville Prison
0:23:33 > 0:23:37- on the 28th November 1926 at...- 9am.- ..9am.
0:23:37 > 0:23:39But there's more.
0:23:39 > 0:23:42The evidence against him was overwhelming but circumstantial.
0:23:42 > 0:23:45What secured his conviction was the eyewitness testimony
0:23:45 > 0:23:48of three women on their way home from a WI meeting -
0:23:48 > 0:23:51Vera Thimble, Judith Bunyon...
0:23:51 > 0:23:53- ALL:- ..And Dinah Fortescue.
0:23:55 > 0:23:59Young man, be aware my husband plays golf with the Chief Constable,
0:23:59 > 0:24:01so you'd better have an extremely good reason
0:24:01 > 0:24:03for this extraordinary behaviour.
0:24:05 > 0:24:07Do you recognise this?
0:24:07 > 0:24:09Where the blazes did you find that?
0:24:09 > 0:24:11Is it yours?
0:24:11 > 0:24:14Lost it weeks ago. Dropped out in the street.
0:24:14 > 0:24:16Ruddy things never stay in.
0:24:16 > 0:24:20Can I ask what brand of lipstick you wear, Mrs Fortsecue?
0:24:20 > 0:24:23You most certainly may not.
0:24:23 > 0:24:26Is it Elizabeth Arvon Roseberry Crush, by any chance?
0:24:27 > 0:24:29What the devil...?
0:24:29 > 0:24:32Found it by Miss Thimble's body, along with your fingerprints.
0:24:32 > 0:24:36Poppycock! I haven't set foot in that woman's house in years.
0:24:36 > 0:24:39You were seen having a heated argument with her
0:24:39 > 0:24:40shortly after Judith Bunyon's murder.
0:24:40 > 0:24:42Can I ask what that was about?
0:24:42 > 0:24:44It was a private matter.
0:24:44 > 0:24:47And the fracas yesterday with Mrs Bunyon at the WI fair,
0:24:47 > 0:24:49was that also a private matter?
0:24:49 > 0:24:52I pulled her up on malicious tittle-tattle,
0:24:52 > 0:24:53if that's what you mean.
0:24:53 > 0:24:56About the unfortunate mix-up at Friday's WI meeting?
0:24:58 > 0:25:03Mrs Fortescue, are you aware that your husband was arrested
0:25:03 > 0:25:06in a raid on a pornographic cinema in Soho?
0:25:06 > 0:25:08He was never charged.
0:25:08 > 0:25:10He's a county court judge.
0:25:10 > 0:25:14If this came to light, I don't think he'll be playing golf
0:25:14 > 0:25:16with the Chief Constable any time in the near future.
0:25:16 > 0:25:18Meaning?
0:25:18 > 0:25:21I think both dead women found out about your husband's activities
0:25:21 > 0:25:24and threatened to expose him. So you killed them.
0:25:27 > 0:25:29Dinah Fortescue,
0:25:29 > 0:25:31I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murders
0:25:31 > 0:25:34of Judith Bunyon and Vera Thimble.
0:25:34 > 0:25:37You are not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so,
0:25:37 > 0:25:39but whatever you do say...
0:25:40 > 0:25:44Hmm. Angel AND saint rolled into one, Mrs M.
0:25:46 > 0:25:48Father?
0:25:48 > 0:25:50Not now...please?
0:25:50 > 0:25:56Father, may I congratulate you on a rousing homily this morning?
0:25:56 > 0:25:59Temptation and the sins of the flesh.
0:25:59 > 0:26:01I look forward to reading it.
0:26:01 > 0:26:06I hope I can tempt you to a slice of lemon drizzle.
0:26:06 > 0:26:08No, thank you.
0:26:08 > 0:26:11I'm fasting, followed by a prayer vigil in the church.
0:26:11 > 0:26:14This evening, you are normally glued to the wireless.
0:26:14 > 0:26:17The Sunday Half Hour is Father Roland's only vice,
0:26:17 > 0:26:19I sometimes think.
0:26:19 > 0:26:23I thought the choristers from King's College Cambridge last week
0:26:23 > 0:26:25were particularly fine.
0:26:25 > 0:26:27Or was it Christ Church, Oxford?
0:26:30 > 0:26:32There's been a development!
0:26:32 > 0:26:37Oh! Good afternoon, Father. Delightful homily this morning.
0:26:37 > 0:26:39I'll leave you to your diversions.
0:26:40 > 0:26:42Sid.
0:26:43 > 0:26:47Dinah Fortescue's been charged with both murders.
0:26:47 > 0:26:50The hatpin was hers and her fingerprints were on a teacup.
0:26:50 > 0:26:52Have they established a motive?
0:26:52 > 0:26:56It all leads back to Albert Evans.
0:26:56 > 0:26:59Three women testified against him - two of them are dead,
0:26:59 > 0:27:01and the third is in a police cell.
0:27:02 > 0:27:05This mentions a wife. Do we know where she is?
0:27:05 > 0:27:07- About 100 yards away.- Where?
0:27:07 > 0:27:10- In the graveyard.- Oh.- She drowned a month after his execution.
0:27:10 > 0:27:13Almost certainly suicide,
0:27:13 > 0:27:17but they gave her the benefit of the doubt and a Christian burial.
0:27:17 > 0:27:18Ah!
0:27:18 > 0:27:21The everyday china's good enough for the likes of you,
0:27:21 > 0:27:25and you will find that downstairs in the kitchen.
0:27:25 > 0:27:27Dear God and all the saints.
0:27:28 > 0:27:30What, Mrs M?
0:27:30 > 0:27:34Vera Thimble had a Royal Doulton tea service.
0:27:34 > 0:27:38Never missed an opportunity to mention it or get it out in public,
0:27:38 > 0:27:42but the cup found at the scene was cheap everyday china.
0:27:42 > 0:27:45The sort of thing she wouldn't give house room to.
0:27:45 > 0:27:49A rogue cup, planted at the scene of the crime?
0:27:49 > 0:27:52Ahem. My homily...
0:27:53 > 0:27:54..for your perusal.
0:27:54 > 0:27:56Thank you.
0:28:02 > 0:28:05Planted by the real murderer.
0:28:07 > 0:28:10We need to have a chat with Dinah Fortescue.
0:28:15 > 0:28:18I'm sorry, ladies, but you aren't authorised.
0:28:18 > 0:28:20I'll come clean with you, Constable.
0:28:20 > 0:28:22Father Brown believes there's about to be
0:28:22 > 0:28:23a grave miscarriage of justice.
0:28:23 > 0:28:25Does he, now? How's that, then?
0:28:25 > 0:28:27He's not quite sure just yet...
0:28:27 > 0:28:31But knowing Father Brown, he'll get it all worked out in the end.
0:28:31 > 0:28:32Exactly.
0:28:32 > 0:28:35All right. Just... Just ten minutes.
0:29:11 > 0:29:15It's all just a fearful bloody mess of a misunderstanding
0:29:15 > 0:29:18and no-one who's anyone will believe it for a second.
0:29:18 > 0:29:21Vera Thimble received an anonymous letter.
0:29:21 > 0:29:23Not from me.
0:29:23 > 0:29:27Did you know that Judith Bunyon received one also?
0:29:28 > 0:29:32The 28th November 1926, 9am.
0:29:33 > 0:29:36The execution of Albert Evans.
0:29:38 > 0:29:39I'd like you to leave.
0:29:39 > 0:29:42You're going on trial for double murder.
0:29:42 > 0:29:46The police have enough evidence to convict you twice over and,
0:29:46 > 0:29:50I have on impeccable authority, intend to push for a death sentence.
0:29:50 > 0:29:54So whatever you're concealing, I hope it's worth hanging for.
0:29:58 > 0:30:01It was all such a long time ago.
0:30:02 > 0:30:06Daisy Butler was just 14 when she was lured into the woods,
0:30:06 > 0:30:07strangled...
0:30:07 > 0:30:09and worse.
0:30:11 > 0:30:13Kembleford was rocked to the core...
0:30:15 > 0:30:19..like we'd woken up one day to find the devil living amongst us.
0:30:19 > 0:30:22Forgive me, Lord, and lead me not into temptation,
0:30:22 > 0:30:24but deliver me from evil.
0:30:24 > 0:30:26Lead me not into temptation,
0:30:26 > 0:30:28but deliver me from evil.
0:30:28 > 0:30:32Lead me not into temptation. Get thee behind me, Satan!
0:30:35 > 0:30:39Albert Evans was a known predator on young girls.
0:30:39 > 0:30:43The van he driving was identical to the one we saw.
0:30:43 > 0:30:45He had no alibi.
0:30:45 > 0:30:48Not a person in Kembleford, including his own wife, doubted his guilt.
0:30:50 > 0:30:54But without eye witnesses, he'd have got off scot-free.
0:30:54 > 0:30:55It was unthinkable.
0:31:08 > 0:31:10FOOTSTEPS
0:31:12 > 0:31:13Good evening, Hywel.
0:31:18 > 0:31:21- Or should I say Stephen? - I had hoped, with you laid up,
0:31:21 > 0:31:24there'd be one less detective to worry about.
0:31:25 > 0:31:29Well, I couldn't help noticing the flowers on your mother's grave,
0:31:29 > 0:31:32the birdsfoot trefoil for revenge...
0:31:33 > 0:31:36..on those who testified against your father.
0:31:38 > 0:31:4012 years old.
0:31:44 > 0:31:47My father, a murderer and rapist.
0:31:47 > 0:31:50My mother, a suicide.
0:31:50 > 0:31:51What happened to you?
0:31:53 > 0:31:55I was sent to my nan's in Tywyn.
0:31:56 > 0:32:01She changed my name so no-one would know I was the devil's spawn.
0:32:04 > 0:32:07Not that it stopped them finding out.
0:32:07 > 0:32:11"Hangwell" they called me at school.
0:32:11 > 0:32:13Kiddies can be very cruel like that.
0:32:13 > 0:32:15As for Nan...
0:32:15 > 0:32:19she locked her bedroom door every night I was under her roof.
0:32:21 > 0:32:23Can't be too careful, see. Like father, like son.
0:32:25 > 0:32:27You poor little boy.
0:32:29 > 0:32:30I'm so very, very sorry.
0:32:32 > 0:32:34Thank you, Father.
0:32:35 > 0:32:38I think you're the first person who's ever said that.
0:32:38 > 0:32:41Mind if I take a pew? It's been a shocking day on the feet.
0:32:41 > 0:32:42Be my guest.
0:32:47 > 0:32:50I expect you've got some questions.
0:32:50 > 0:32:51Yes.
0:32:51 > 0:32:55I was wondering why you bothered sending the letters
0:32:55 > 0:32:57when it can only draw attention to yourself.
0:32:57 > 0:32:59Well, that's easy.
0:32:59 > 0:33:02I wanted them to feel the fear my father did...
0:33:02 > 0:33:05KNOCKING ON DOOR Oh! I didn't hear you come in.
0:33:05 > 0:33:08'..to know they had died
0:33:08 > 0:33:10- 'for what they'd done.' - SHE SCREAMS
0:33:10 > 0:33:13- Horribly cunning. - Well, from you, I'll take that as
0:33:13 > 0:33:18a complement, Father. Although truth be told, it was surprisingly simple.
0:33:18 > 0:33:21So, kindly refrain from chasing every young girl
0:33:21 > 0:33:23all around the fete, if you wouldn't mind.
0:33:25 > 0:33:28- Am I making myself clear?- Very.
0:33:30 > 0:33:32'Who notices a policeman?
0:33:35 > 0:33:37'First on every crime scene.
0:33:43 > 0:33:45'Access all areas.'
0:33:56 > 0:33:59I assume it was you who switched Father Roland's film
0:33:59 > 0:34:03- at the Women's Institute.- Here's me, biding my time for the right moment
0:34:03 > 0:34:07and then a records check turns up Justice Jeffrey's activities.
0:34:07 > 0:34:09You murdered two innocent women...
0:34:11 > 0:34:13..and framed a third...
0:34:13 > 0:34:14for telling the truth.
0:34:14 > 0:34:16Well... Well, Father...
0:34:18 > 0:34:21..it seems like you don't know everything after all.
0:34:21 > 0:34:24Not one of them is innocent.
0:34:24 > 0:34:28They murdered my father, as surely as if they'd pulled the lever on the drop.
0:34:28 > 0:34:30It didn't feel like lying.
0:34:30 > 0:34:32It felt like justice.
0:34:33 > 0:34:36By the trial, I think I truly believed that Bert Evans
0:34:36 > 0:34:38was the man I saw that night.
0:34:39 > 0:34:43And then some 20 years later, the real killer was caught and confessed.
0:34:45 > 0:34:50Albert Evans was declared posthumously innocent and pardoned.
0:34:52 > 0:34:56- So, you took matters into your own hands.- An eye for an eye.
0:34:56 > 0:34:58Vengeance is the Lord's.
0:34:58 > 0:35:00He will repay.
0:35:00 > 0:35:03I can't wait till the Day of Judgment.
0:35:03 > 0:35:06I wanted to watch them atone for their crimes
0:35:06 > 0:35:09and for one of them at least, to suffer as my father did.
0:35:09 > 0:35:12The opportunity for one of them to die a long,
0:35:12 > 0:35:15slow death by judicial murder.
0:35:16 > 0:35:18It's not too late to repent.
0:35:18 > 0:35:21I'm chapel, see. Don't set much store by confession.
0:35:21 > 0:35:25But you believe in God and the power of his forgiveness.
0:35:26 > 0:35:29End this atrocity now, Stephen.
0:35:29 > 0:35:30Save your soul.
0:35:39 > 0:35:41Forgive me my sins.
0:36:01 > 0:36:05I want it absolutely understood that I've never forgiven myself
0:36:05 > 0:36:08for what I did, not only to Bert Evans,
0:36:08 > 0:36:11but his wife and their poor little boy.
0:36:12 > 0:36:14Albert Evans had a son?
0:36:14 > 0:36:16KEYS JANGLE
0:36:16 > 0:36:18Can you ladies tell me what the devil you're doing?
0:36:18 > 0:36:22There's no time for that, Inspector. We know who sent those anonymous letters.
0:36:22 > 0:36:26- Anonymous letters?- Received by Judith Bunyon and Vera Thimble
0:36:26 > 0:36:28I don't know of any such letters.
0:36:28 > 0:36:32Sure you do. Vera Thimble's was found in her handbag
0:36:32 > 0:36:36and we handed in Judith Bunyon's to...
0:36:36 > 0:36:38- TOGETHER:- Constable Pugh!
0:36:43 > 0:36:46When this transfer came up, it was a sign.
0:36:49 > 0:36:53I was sent by God as his angel of retribution.
0:36:55 > 0:36:58There's irony. Little Stevie Evans...
0:36:58 > 0:37:01patrolling the town, keeping them all safe.
0:37:01 > 0:37:05All the while, biding my time for the right opportunity.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08This'll be painless.
0:37:08 > 0:37:10An accident on the stairs in your wheelchair.
0:37:12 > 0:37:14TELEPHONE RINGS
0:37:24 > 0:37:26There's no-one there to hear you.
0:37:26 > 0:37:30I'm looking forward to all this being over...
0:37:30 > 0:37:32popping the question to Gladys...
0:37:32 > 0:37:35maybe a kiddie or two.
0:37:35 > 0:37:37Is everything all...?
0:37:37 > 0:37:40It's all fine. All under control. Go and fetch help!
0:37:40 > 0:37:44We'll have you out of this in a jiffy, Father.
0:37:44 > 0:37:45Go!
0:37:56 > 0:37:58I think not.
0:38:30 > 0:38:31I'm sorry, Gladys.
0:38:31 > 0:38:33SHE SOBS
0:38:41 > 0:38:44Bonkers, in my humble opinion.
0:38:44 > 0:38:46Let's hope the judge thinks so.
0:38:48 > 0:38:49I owe you a debt of gratitude.
0:38:50 > 0:38:53I hear you've got a handy right-hook.
0:38:53 > 0:38:57County-flyweight champion, Cambridge Half Blue...
0:38:57 > 0:38:59I gave it up when I entered the seminary.
0:38:59 > 0:39:03- I'd forgotten how good it felt. - I thought you were in church all night. What happened?
0:39:03 > 0:39:06And more to the point, how did you know that he was downstairs?
0:39:08 > 0:39:11All right. I'll go and see where her ladyship's got to.
0:39:14 > 0:39:16Listen...
0:39:16 > 0:39:18thank you.
0:39:26 > 0:39:29It seems you know my weaknesses better than I do myself.
0:39:29 > 0:39:31I couldn't help but hear the phone ring,
0:39:31 > 0:39:34every Sunday at eight, just before Sunday half-hour.
0:39:36 > 0:39:37What's her name?
0:39:45 > 0:39:46Louisa.
0:39:49 > 0:39:52A woman of such purity and beauty, I was lost the first time I saw her.
0:39:54 > 0:39:58She sent me away, said she couldn't steal me from God, but...
0:39:58 > 0:40:00by then, I was already taken.
0:40:00 > 0:40:03And yet you still corresponded with her?
0:40:03 > 0:40:06No an impure word or thought.
0:40:06 > 0:40:09I broke no vow,
0:40:09 > 0:40:10committed no sin...
0:40:12 > 0:40:15..except in my heart.
0:40:15 > 0:40:18- God will understand.- Too well.
0:40:18 > 0:40:21Too well. He sent me here to test me...
0:40:22 > 0:40:25..and the devil was waiting, tempting,
0:40:25 > 0:40:27taunting me with carnal images.
0:40:31 > 0:40:34You think that film was a coincidence?
0:40:36 > 0:40:37A sign?
0:40:39 > 0:40:40Saying what exactly?
0:40:42 > 0:40:44That God wants sacrifice
0:40:44 > 0:40:45but not suffering,
0:40:45 > 0:40:47that you can still serve him
0:40:47 > 0:40:49with the woman you love...
0:40:50 > 0:40:53..that God has chosen for you...
0:40:53 > 0:40:55by your side.
0:40:58 > 0:41:02- A cup of tea, I think, is in order. - Oh, I'll make it.
0:41:03 > 0:41:07Mrs McCarthy, I am perfectly capable of making a cup of tea.
0:41:07 > 0:41:09No doubt you are.
0:41:09 > 0:41:11And... I'm...
0:41:12 > 0:41:17- I'm sorry I said that you were decorative.- Thank you.
0:41:17 > 0:41:20And I'm sorry about the scones...
0:41:20 > 0:41:22because...
0:41:22 > 0:41:25I didn't actually taste them.
0:41:25 > 0:41:29- You didn't taste my scones? - I just sort of pretended.
0:41:29 > 0:41:31You didn't taste my scones?!
0:41:31 > 0:41:33Naturally, if I had, you would have won
0:41:33 > 0:41:36which is why I've decided to come clean and have
0:41:36 > 0:41:40the whole competition declared null and void, however humiliating.
0:41:41 > 0:41:42That won't be necessary.
0:41:44 > 0:41:46I know the truth
0:41:46 > 0:41:48and that's what matters.
0:41:51 > 0:41:53You know what, Mrs M?
0:41:53 > 0:41:56Underneath it all,
0:41:56 > 0:41:57you're a jolly good egg.
0:41:58 > 0:42:00Underneath what exactly?
0:42:00 > 0:42:02FATHER ROLAND CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:42:02 > 0:42:04I come to make my goodbyes.
0:42:04 > 0:42:06Is something wrong, Father?
0:42:06 > 0:42:08On the contrary.
0:42:08 > 0:42:12I was lost and now am found, thanks to Father Brown.
0:42:12 > 0:42:15A man of hidden wisdom, it transpires.
0:42:15 > 0:42:18I shall be sure to tell the Bishop as much, when I inform him.
0:42:18 > 0:42:19Inform him of what?
0:42:23 > 0:42:25I'm leaving the priesthood.
0:42:25 > 0:42:27THEY GASP
0:43:00 > 0:43:02God be with you.