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Parapraxis. | 0:00:10 | 0:00:13 | |
Parapraxis? | 0:00:13 | 0:00:15 | |
It's what Dr Freud would term a slip of the tongue or lapse of memory, revealing an unconscious desire. | 0:00:15 | 0:00:22 | |
Not what you might call a USEFUL word. | 0:00:22 | 0:00:26 | |
Then how about "paramour" - an illicit lover? | 0:00:26 | 0:00:30 | |
-How do I get that into an everyday sentence? -That's the challenge! | 0:00:30 | 0:00:35 | |
-Better late than never! -Perhaps if we hadn't had to go back for your speech... | 0:00:43 | 0:00:50 | |
-I dare say Dr Freud would have something to say about that. -I dare say, George. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:56 | |
-This brings back memories - happiest days of your life. -The longest. | 0:01:08 | 0:01:13 | |
-How would you define finishing school, madam? -A sort of farm, | 0:01:13 | 0:01:19 | |
where they grow wives and mothers. Young women are sent to be finished. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:24 | |
-Which is precisely what they will be if they believe the twaddle they're taught. -"Home, harmony, humility." | 0:01:24 | 0:01:31 | |
Hogwash! | 0:01:31 | 0:01:32 | |
-She's here at last. Clementine, it's vital I see your father afterwards. -Yes, Miss Ferris. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:44 | |
I read the other day that smoking ruins the complexion. ..Chop, chop! | 0:01:44 | 0:01:50 | |
MUSIC: Overture to "The Mikado" by Gilbert and Sullivan | 0:02:00 | 0:02:05 | |
Such an honour, Mrs Bradley. We thought we might have to start without you. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:20 | |
GRAMOPHONE: # A wandering minstrel I | 0:02:22 | 0:02:26 | |
# A thing of shreds and patches | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
# Of ballads, songs and snatches... # | 0:02:29 | 0:02:33 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:02:33 | 0:02:36 | |
'Our guest of honour, Mrs Bradley,' | 0:02:36 | 0:02:39 | |
has been described by the Times as one of the country's foremost criminologists and psychoanalysts. | 0:02:39 | 0:02:46 | |
She is perhaps more at home lecturing policemen at Scotland Yard than young ladies at her alma mater. | 0:02:46 | 0:02:53 | |
LAUGHTER But she has agreed to give this year's Evadne Flint Memorial Lecture. | 0:02:53 | 0:03:01 | |
This will follow The Mikado. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:04 | |
PIANO INTRODUCTION PLAYS | 0:03:07 | 0:03:10 | |
Same here - bo-RING! | 0:03:13 | 0:03:16 | |
-Do you like Gilbert and Sullivan? -Frankly, Doctor, I wish they'd never met. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:26 | |
# If you want to know who we are... # | 0:03:28 | 0:03:32 | |
< Plum! # We are gentlemen of Japan | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
# On many a vase and jar... # | 0:03:36 | 0:03:41 | |
GRAMOPHONE: # Three little maids from school | 0:03:41 | 0:03:44 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
# Pert as a schoolgirl well can be... # | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
# But here he comes | 0:03:57 | 0:04:01 | |
# Equipped as suits his station | 0:04:01 | 0:04:07 | |
# He'll give you any further information... # | 0:04:07 | 0:04:16 | |
-What are we waiting for? -Miss Ferris! | 0:04:23 | 0:04:26 | |
Go and find her! | 0:04:26 | 0:04:29 | |
BLOODCURDLING SCREAM | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
GRAMOPHONE: # Three little maids from school are we | 0:04:43 | 0:04:47 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
# Three little maids from school are we Three little maids... # | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
Sayonara, Miss Ferris. | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
# You're the cream in my coffee | 0:05:03 | 0:05:06 | |
# You're the salt in my stew | 0:05:06 | 0:05:08 | |
# You would always be my necessity | 0:05:08 | 0:05:11 | |
# I'd be lost without you... # | 0:05:11 | 0:05:13 | |
-Heart attack. No doubt about it. -Are you sure, Doctor? | 0:05:13 | 0:05:18 | |
Yes. She had a heart condition - just a matter of time, I'm afraid. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:24 | |
-Who last spoke to her? -I did. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:27 | |
-Head girl, Clementine Prosser-Harris. -Did she feel unwell? | 0:05:27 | 0:05:31 | |
No. She said she wanted to speak to my father after the show. "Vital," she said. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:37 | |
He's chairman of the Board of Governors. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:41 | |
-Any idea why she wanted to see him, miss? -I'm afraid not, no. | 0:05:41 | 0:05:46 | |
-HEAD TEACHER: Poor Miss Ferris! -Poor Miss Ferris, indeed. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:53 | |
-Excuse me, Mr...? -Valentine. Max. Music tutor. Miss Mona Bunting, motherhood and make-up. -May I? | 0:05:53 | 0:06:00 | |
Of course. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:02 | |
-I'll write a death certificate. -That might be premature. | 0:06:08 | 0:06:13 | |
These marks on the door... The varnish has been scratched away - | 0:06:13 | 0:06:18 | |
clawed, I'd say - and there's varnish under Miss Ferris's nails. | 0:06:18 | 0:06:23 | |
It looks as though she was desperate to get out, but couldn't. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:28 | |
-You're quite sure the door was unlocked, miss? -Yes, positive. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:33 | |
Thank you, girls. You may go. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:35 | |
-Are you suggesting something is wrong? -Probably not, but you should notify the police, just in case. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:48 | |
-But think of the publicity! -Think of Miss Ferris! | 0:06:48 | 0:06:52 | |
Mrs Bradley, my husband and I have worked ceaselessly to build Hadleigh Heights's reputation. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:59 | |
We are not having it shot to pieces when the truth is plain to see. | 0:07:00 | 0:07:06 | |
-Poor Miss Ferris had a heart attack. -Very well. No police. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:11 | |
On one condition - you allow me to satisfy myself there's been no foul play. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:18 | |
-Do you find the school changed since you were here? -No. Gloomy as ever. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:23 | |
This used to be out of bounds. I actually feel rather naughty just being here! | 0:07:23 | 0:07:30 | |
Well, I hope you'll be comfortable. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
Goodnight. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
Oh! Spiders everywhere! I'm sorry - they give me the creeps. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:41 | |
-Same here, miss. -Goodnight, Miss Bunting. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:44 | |
One or two of yours here, madam - Criminal Minds... | 0:07:47 | 0:07:52 | |
Prison Reform... | 0:07:52 | 0:07:55 | |
Manners Maketh Man. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
-I didn't write that. -No. "A guide to everyday etiquette by Evadne Flint." | 0:07:58 | 0:08:04 | |
Miss Evadne Flint! She didn't care tuppence for the three Rs. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:09 | |
For her, it was the three Es - elegance, entertaining, etiquette. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:14 | |
If you wanted to know how to address an archbishop, Miss Flint was your woman. They got her in the end - | 0:08:14 | 0:08:22 | |
embezzlement, as I recall. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:25 | |
"A gentleman escorts a lady on the street side to protect her from splashes, footpads and marauders." | 0:08:25 | 0:08:31 | |
-More to the point, did you manage to pickpocket that key from Miss Bunting? -Mmm. -Well done! | 0:08:31 | 0:08:39 | |
-In Pontefract, they don't call it pickpocketing - they call it "doing a George". -You must be very proud. | 0:08:39 | 0:08:47 | |
OPERA MUSIC PLAYS | 0:08:49 | 0:08:52 | |
There. | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
One death certificate. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
It would have been...sudden, I take it? | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
She wouldn't have felt a thing. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:12 | |
Well, I'm up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:16 | |
Goodnight. | 0:09:16 | 0:09:18 | |
I shan't disturb you. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
-Was Mrs Simms here in your day, madam? -No. They're all new faces. | 0:09:25 | 0:09:30 | |
-If you hated this place, why come back? -I had one or two things to get off my chest, but they can wait. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:38 | |
First impressions? | 0:10:07 | 0:10:09 | |
A keen traveller. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:11 | |
Very neat and tidy. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
Keeping chaos at bay. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
Paris...Moscow... | 0:10:42 | 0:10:45 | |
Egypt...Egypt... | 0:10:45 | 0:10:48 | |
A diary... | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
-fitted with a lock! -Aha! | 0:10:52 | 0:10:54 | |
-It's in gibberish, madam. -No, George, it's in code. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:09 | |
So...Miss Ferris was a) neurotic, b)compulsive, | 0:11:20 | 0:11:25 | |
c) secretive, to the point of obsession. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:29 | |
-Ten bob you can't crack that code by tomorrow. -You're on. | 0:11:29 | 0:11:34 | |
Sapphire - on a teacher's pay? | 0:11:42 | 0:11:44 | |
It could be a gift, but then, why hide it? | 0:11:44 | 0:11:49 | |
-Trouble sleeping, Mr Valentine? -I'm on my way for a glass of water. | 0:11:55 | 0:12:00 | |
-You don't waste any time. -No sense letting the trail go cold. -Assuming there IS a trail. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:07 | |
-Must have been a shock, sir. -In hothouses like this, it's surprising it doesn't happen more often. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:14 | |
-Did Miss Ferris have a regular travelling companion? -She headed the trip to Rome at Easter. | 0:12:14 | 0:12:20 | |
-Otherwise, she was deeply antisocial. She holidayed alone. -Really? | 0:12:20 | 0:12:25 | |
Then who took all these films? | 0:12:25 | 0:12:28 | |
-He was right. These hothouses breed incest, rivalry and jealousy. -It's a wonder they get any work done. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:38 | |
-Miss Ferris was a woman obsessed. -By what? | 0:12:38 | 0:12:42 | |
What, indeed? Goodnight, George. | 0:12:42 | 0:12:45 | |
Goodnight, madam. | 0:12:45 | 0:12:47 | |
Splendid, splendid! | 0:12:52 | 0:12:54 | |
And...glide, ladies...glide... | 0:12:54 | 0:12:58 | |
Head, head! Chin, chin! | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
Splendid! | 0:13:02 | 0:13:04 | |
Posture and poise, s'il vous plait, Plum! | 0:13:06 | 0:13:12 | |
-Why the nickname? -Anything beats Prunella - even Plum! | 0:13:12 | 0:13:16 | |
Mrs Bradley, can I be of help? | 0:13:17 | 0:13:20 | |
-What can you tell me about Miss Ferris? -Best art teacher ever. Excuse me. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:26 | |
There we are... | 0:13:26 | 0:13:29 | |
There. That's better, Little Miss Pretty. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
-She taught conversation and floral display. -Did she have a lover? | 0:13:35 | 0:13:40 | |
Romances are not permitted during term time. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:44 | |
My wife is most insistent. | 0:13:44 | 0:13:48 | |
My observation system, | 0:13:49 | 0:13:52 | |
so we can see what's going on in all parts of the school wherever we are - eyes in the back of our head. | 0:13:52 | 0:13:59 | |
-Most ingenious! -We've had one or two jewellery thefts. I rather hoped this would prove a deterrent. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:06 | |
-Speaking of jewellery, do you know who this belongs to? It was found in Miss Ferris's room. -Clementine, | 0:14:06 | 0:14:13 | |
isn't this yours? | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
Yes! I reported it stolen last week. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
-My pearls went missing too. And my watch. -You didn't call the police? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:26 | |
It was an internal matter. Now Miss Ferris has passed on, I think we can leave it at that. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:33 | |
Resumez, jeunes filles! Vite, vite! | 0:14:33 | 0:14:36 | |
Heads erect! | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
Agnes! It's a baby, not a sack of potatoes! | 0:14:45 | 0:14:49 | |
But this is what nannies do. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:52 | |
You need to know Nanny's doing it right! | 0:14:52 | 0:14:56 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 0:14:56 | 0:14:59 | |
I'm down for art. I've just got the hang of one subject, then I have to bone up on a mother one! | 0:14:59 | 0:15:05 | |
MISS BUNTING: Merci, mes filles. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:08 | |
ALL: Merci, mam'selle. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:10 | |
I'VE got to take over conversation skills and floral display. | 0:15:10 | 0:15:16 | |
Max Valentine said, "I've just got the hang on one subject, then I've got to bone up on a MOTHER one." | 0:15:18 | 0:15:25 | |
-He meant "other". -Touch of the old parapraxis, madam? -Exactly. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:31 | |
Maybe these dolls triggered thoughts of his mother. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:35 | |
-Got that ten bob handy? -You've cracked the code! | 0:15:35 | 0:15:39 | |
The most common letter of the alphabet is E. In the diary, it's F or maybe T. If F or E equals T... | 0:15:39 | 0:15:46 | |
-You don't know what you're talking about, do you? -Not a clue. | 0:15:46 | 0:15:51 | |
You're being too complicated. If F equals E, let's assume each letter corresponds to the one behind - | 0:15:51 | 0:15:59 | |
-B equals A, C equals B. -So... | 0:15:59 | 0:16:02 | |
this reads...mad...bad... | 0:16:02 | 0:16:05 | |
And dangerous to know! As Lady Caroline Lamb said of her lover, Lord Byron. | 0:16:05 | 0:16:11 | |
Thank you! Supposition - the mysterious Miss Ferris had a secret lover, hence the code. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:21 | |
Secret because he's a member of staff. Max Valentine! | 0:16:21 | 0:16:25 | |
I'll search his room. You keep him busy. See if you can find anything in his wallet. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:32 | |
And, George... | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
Go carefully. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
I first saw the original of this when I was on holiday in Paris with my late husband and his mother, | 0:16:47 | 0:16:54 | |
who said, "What is the Thinker thinking?" My husband replied, "Probably wishing he'd worn a vest." | 0:16:54 | 0:17:01 | |
At that moment, I knew my marriage was doomed. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:06 | |
# Life is just a bowl of cherries | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
# Don't be so serious Life's too mysterious | 0:17:08 | 0:17:12 | |
# You work, you save You worry so... # | 0:17:12 | 0:17:16 | |
This is very good of you, sir. | 0:17:16 | 0:17:19 | |
I loved painting as a nipper - | 0:17:19 | 0:17:22 | |
-walls, mainly. -I'd never have guessed(!) | 0:17:22 | 0:17:26 | |
# Life is just a bowl of cherries | 0:17:34 | 0:17:37 | |
# So live and laugh at it all! # | 0:17:37 | 0:17:42 | |
"With birthday love from M." | 0:17:44 | 0:17:47 | |
This is supposed to be a life class. Miss Ferris promised us a male model. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:57 | |
I do have a copy of a sculpture by Rodin in my room. Anything beats bananas. | 0:17:57 | 0:18:04 | |
-Back in two ticks. -No! | 0:18:04 | 0:18:07 | |
Um...no need for a sculpture, surely. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:10 | |
-Are you volunteering your services? -Certainly not! | 0:18:10 | 0:18:15 | |
-In that case, I'll get my sculpture. -Well, on second thoughts... | 0:18:15 | 0:18:20 | |
if it would help... | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
EXPLOSION OF GIGGLING | 0:18:25 | 0:18:29 | |
# All that meat and no potatoes | 0:18:36 | 0:18:39 | |
# Just ain't right Like green tomatoes | 0:18:39 | 0:18:43 | |
# Yeah, I'm waiting, palpitating | 0:18:43 | 0:18:46 | |
# For all that meat and no potatoes | 0:18:46 | 0:18:49 | |
# All that meat and no potatoes | 0:18:49 | 0:18:52 | |
# All that food to the alligators, yeah | 0:18:52 | 0:18:56 | |
# Hold me steady I am ready | 0:18:56 | 0:18:59 | |
# But all that meat and no potatoes... # | 0:18:59 | 0:19:03 | |
-Did you need me, madam? -GIRLS: No! -Quite all right. Take your time. | 0:19:22 | 0:19:28 | |
One can't hurry art. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:34 | |
Thank you, ladies. ALL: Aw-w! | 0:19:49 | 0:19:52 | |
Thanks, George! Thanks very much! | 0:19:52 | 0:19:55 | |
Bye, Georgie! | 0:19:55 | 0:19:58 | |
MR VALENTINE: Thank you, George. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
Thank you. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
-I'm burning this lot! -Nonsense! I like this one by Plum. Interesting perspective. | 0:20:06 | 0:20:13 | |
I didn't manage to nab his wallet, due to a shortage of hiding places. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:18 | |
Four pounds ten...and an Italian passport with a photograph of Max Valentine, | 0:20:20 | 0:20:26 | |
but bearing the name Massimo Valentino. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:29 | |
-What about his room? -Nothing, | 0:20:29 | 0:20:32 | |
-except a book of poems given with love by somebody whose name begins with M. -Mona Bunting. | 0:20:32 | 0:20:39 | |
Yes? | 0:20:39 | 0:20:40 | |
Just thinking aloud. Would you give this to Mr Valentine? He dropped it. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:47 | |
No, please...I don't want to know. | 0:20:48 | 0:20:51 | |
"Miss Mona Bunting has been appointed Deputy Principal." | 0:20:56 | 0:21:01 | |
Congrats! I don't want to speak ill of the dead, but I AM glad it's you. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:10 | |
Thank you. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:11 | |
A fob! How unusual for a woman. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
-No choice. Allergies, I'm afraid. -Really? -Yes. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:27 | |
Is that the Italian Embassy? This is Mr George Moody, headmaster at Hadleigh Heights Academy. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:34 | |
I'm checking up on a countryman of yours. He applied for a position here - Mr Massimo Valentino. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:42 | |
Yes, of course I'll hold. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:44 | |
OPERA MUSIC BLARES OUT | 0:21:48 | 0:21:51 | |
..Excuse me. | 0:22:09 | 0:22:12 | |
Yes...grazie to you, too. Thanks. Bye. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:21 | |
MUSIC STOPS | 0:22:25 | 0:22:27 | |
I asked George to telephone for some clothes. | 0:22:28 | 0:22:32 | |
-I hope you don't mind. -Top-notch idea! You ought to patent that. | 0:22:32 | 0:22:37 | |
Madam... | 0:22:39 | 0:22:41 | |
"Dear Miss Ferris, We have pleasure in enclosing your boat ticket, final destination Madagascar." | 0:22:45 | 0:22:51 | |
Jenner's book shop. "We beg to inform you the book you ordered is ready for collection." | 0:22:51 | 0:22:58 | |
-Postmarked... -BOTH: Yesterday! | 0:22:58 | 0:23:01 | |
-Poor Miss Ferris! Sorely missed. -Indeed. | 0:23:03 | 0:23:07 | |
-May I see the book she ordered? -I hardly think so. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:12 | |
-She was a very private person. -And now she's a very dead person. | 0:23:12 | 0:23:17 | |
-The Well Of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall. No wonder it's wrapped. -Not mucky, is it? -No, but it IS banned. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:30 | |
-It's about love between two women. -Oh. | 0:23:30 | 0:23:34 | |
Oh-h... | 0:23:34 | 0:23:36 | |
Assuming Miss Ferris's secret love - mad, bad and dangerous to know - wasn't a man, but a woman... | 0:23:36 | 0:23:43 | |
-I'd hazard a guess at Mona Bunting. -She could've taken those films. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:48 | |
-But she gave those poems to Max with love. -Maybe she butters her bread on both sides. -Beg pardon? | 0:23:48 | 0:23:55 | |
If Mr Valentine was in love with Mona Bunting, but discovered she was also in love with Miss Ferris, | 0:23:55 | 0:24:02 | |
-could he have murdered out of jealousy or disgust? -SHOP BELL TINKLES | 0:24:02 | 0:24:08 | |
Morning, Doctor! | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
All ready for you. | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
-And I've slipped in some extra postcards. -Thank you, Mr Jenner. | 0:24:15 | 0:24:20 | |
Good day. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:22 | |
-Might I enquire what the doctor bought? -I'm not sure he'd want me to say, madam. -Pity. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:35 | |
These imported books and postcards you sell - aren't they the kind the police would be interested in? | 0:24:35 | 0:24:42 | |
He bought Practical Hypnosis by Dr Jurgen Van Gelder. | 0:24:42 | 0:24:47 | |
And a book on sexual manners. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:49 | |
Sex, George. | 0:24:55 | 0:24:57 | |
Beg pardon, madam? | 0:24:57 | 0:25:00 | |
Sex or money. With murder, it's usually one or the other. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:05 | |
One can't help thinking how much simpler life would be without sex, | 0:25:05 | 0:25:10 | |
or what my mother used to call "matters of the trouser". | 0:25:10 | 0:25:15 | |
Then again, as St Augustine said, "Lord, make me chaste - but not yet." | 0:25:15 | 0:25:21 | |
What Mrs Bradley's getting at is, are you...? I mean... | 0:25:21 | 0:25:26 | |
How exactly do you butter your bread? | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
Are you in love with Mr Valentine? | 0:25:32 | 0:25:35 | |
And were you also involved with Miss Ferris? | 0:25:35 | 0:25:40 | |
I've been looking for that. | 0:25:43 | 0:25:46 | |
If there WAS a menage a trois, it might have a bearing on her death. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:51 | |
Please try and understand. | 0:25:52 | 0:25:55 | |
As far as Mrs Simms is concerned, even a conventional romance means instant dismissal. | 0:25:55 | 0:26:02 | |
Anything at all... | 0:26:02 | 0:26:04 | |
..unorthodox would lead to utter ruin. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:10 | |
Was Mr Valentine aware of you and Miss Ferris, or vice versa? | 0:26:10 | 0:26:16 | |
-Not as far as I know. -I assume you're the "M" who gave Mr Valentine a book of poetry? | 0:26:16 | 0:26:22 | |
Then you assume wrongly! | 0:26:22 | 0:26:25 | |
-Are you aware Mr Valentine is using a false identity? -Max?! | 0:26:25 | 0:26:30 | |
-Why? -That's what WE'D like to know. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:35 | |
Why did you lie to me? Not here! | 0:26:35 | 0:26:38 | |
# Keep young and beautiful It's your duty to be beautiful... # | 0:26:40 | 0:26:46 | |
Quicker, girls! Come on, Lady Lovely Legs! Put your back into it! | 0:26:46 | 0:26:51 | |
Reach, girls, reach! | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
Well done, mam'selle! Presto! Presto! | 0:26:56 | 0:27:00 | |
I've been through the entire register - girls and staff. Mona Bunting is definitely the only M. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:08 | |
-Perhaps it's a nickname. -Weren't you wearing a brooch when we arrived? -The school magpie has swooped again. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:15 | |
-Not Miss Ferris this time! -Telegram for Mr Moody - our new headmaster(!) -Are those Clementine's parents? | 0:27:15 | 0:27:22 | |
Yes. They're taking me on a picnic. We're having champagne! | 0:27:22 | 0:27:26 | |
"Confidential - Signor Massimo Valentino not recommended for employment at your academy." | 0:27:26 | 0:27:33 | |
Well done, George! What do they call that in Pontefract? | 0:27:36 | 0:27:41 | |
Picking a lock, madam. | 0:27:41 | 0:27:43 | |
Well, well! A suspect in several major jewel robberies in Venice, | 0:27:45 | 0:27:51 | |
our friend Mr Valentine was tried, but acquitted. | 0:27:51 | 0:27:55 | |
-No wonder he changed his name, but why keep these papers? -Ego. Everyone loves to see their name in print. | 0:27:55 | 0:28:02 | |
-But if Miss Ferris found out... -He'd want to keep her quiet. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:07 | |
And we've just told Miss Bunting! | 0:28:07 | 0:28:10 | |
Max, talk to me! | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
There was a trial. I was cleared. | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
But your name, where you come from, everything - it's all lies! | 0:28:22 | 0:28:27 | |
I needed a fresh start. How dare you...! | 0:28:27 | 0:28:31 | |
Careful, sir - manners maketh man. | 0:28:31 | 0:28:35 | |
Goodbye, Signor Valentino. | 0:28:36 | 0:28:39 | |
-I suppose YOU told Mona about me? -Yes. -The allegations were untrue. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:49 | |
-If you've got a crazy notion -I -killed Miss Ferris, that's nonsense! -I don't recall accusing you. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:56 | |
You should be talking to Dr Simms. Dirty old goat! He's been trying his luck with Miss Ferris for months. | 0:28:56 | 0:29:03 | |
I reckon she was going to report him to the chairman of the governors, but she never got the chance. | 0:29:03 | 0:29:10 | |
-What exactly are we looking for, madam? -Anything that tells us more about Dr Simms. | 0:29:15 | 0:29:22 | |
-HELP! I think I can smell gas from the kitchen, and the door's locked! -Leave this to George. | 0:29:22 | 0:29:29 | |
THEY COUGH | 0:29:33 | 0:29:36 | |
What's going on? | 0:29:46 | 0:29:48 | |
George...get the police. | 0:29:48 | 0:29:51 | |
-Agnes, this is... -Inspector Christmas, Scotland Yard. -Tell him. | 0:30:04 | 0:30:09 | |
I was after some biccies, but the kitchen was locked and I smelled gas. | 0:30:09 | 0:30:14 | |
So, you broke down the door, then YOU arrived. I was getting water and heard Agnes. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:21 | |
"I'm sorry. I can't bear the guilt. I poisoned Miss Ferris." | 0:30:21 | 0:30:26 | |
You're sure this is Miss Bunting's writing? Positive. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:30 | |
Her application to be deputy principal. Identical. | 0:30:30 | 0:30:35 | |
She and Miss Ferris were rivals. Is that relevant? | 0:30:35 | 0:30:39 | |
Motive of a sort, I suppose. ..May I ask why you didn't report the death of Miss Ferris as suspicious? | 0:30:39 | 0:30:46 | |
-I was convinced it was just a heart attack. -But YOU thought there was more to it. -I had my suspicions. | 0:30:46 | 0:30:53 | |
-And Miss Bunting's death? -Suicide, as far as one can see, | 0:30:53 | 0:30:58 | |
prompted by despair at being forced to disguise her true self, guilt at having murdered her lesbian lover. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:05 | |
-Suicide could have offered an end to her torment. -COULD have? You're not entirely satisfied. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:12 | |
It takes a lot to satisfy me, Inspector. | 0:31:12 | 0:31:15 | |
Did you say...lesbian? | 0:31:15 | 0:31:18 | |
Indeed I did. It doesn't do to deny one's nature, | 0:31:18 | 0:31:23 | |
whatever that may be. | 0:31:23 | 0:31:26 | |
Open and shut, as far as I'm concerned - just the way I like them. And a chance to meet you - a bonus. | 0:31:26 | 0:31:33 | |
-I've read all your books, and I found your lecture on murder in marriage fascinating. -How kind. | 0:31:33 | 0:31:41 | |
-If I can ever be of assistance... -Henry Christmas. Unusual name. -The novelty wears off, believe you me. | 0:31:41 | 0:31:48 | |
A real pleasure, Mrs Bradley. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:50 | |
-Good day. -Goodbye. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:53 | |
Charming man. Charming! | 0:31:56 | 0:31:59 | |
-If you say so, madam. -Does anything strike you as odd about this suicide? -In what way? | 0:31:59 | 0:32:06 | |
Are we to believe that two teachers are dead because of petty rivalry? | 0:32:06 | 0:32:11 | |
-And Max Valentine searching for water for the second night running. -He seems a remarkably thirsty man. | 0:32:11 | 0:32:18 | |
Someone could've knocked her out, then put her head in the oven? | 0:32:18 | 0:32:23 | |
Before locking the door and climbing out the window. But the note... | 0:32:23 | 0:32:28 | |
-Easy to fake her handwriting - sheet of tracing paper... -If so... | 0:32:28 | 0:32:34 | |
hypothesis - whoever murdered Miss Ferris also killed Miss Bunting. | 0:32:34 | 0:32:39 | |
-Then faked her suicide to foil us. -Interesting watermark. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:44 | |
Looks like the Colosseum in Rome. | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
I think it's time we took a look at the staff files, find out exactly who we're dealing with. ..Biccy? | 0:32:46 | 0:32:54 | |
Madam. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:56 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:33:49 | 0:33:52 | |
Beg pardon, madam. This etiquette malarkey... | 0:33:54 | 0:33:58 | |
At a society wedding, | 0:33:58 | 0:34:01 | |
-how would I address the eldest son of an earl? -Do you attend many society weddings? | 0:34:01 | 0:34:07 | |
Fair point, but, um... | 0:34:07 | 0:34:10 | |
Lord How's-Your-Father or the Honourable How's-Your-Father? | 0:34:10 | 0:34:14 | |
-I can't remember. -Would a gentleman escort a lady to dinner on this side or this? | 0:34:14 | 0:34:21 | |
A gentleman would know. | 0:34:21 | 0:34:23 | |
Excuse me. | 0:34:23 | 0:34:26 | |
Thank you. | 0:34:34 | 0:34:36 | |
The answer is Mr How's-Your-Father would be a viscount. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:43 | |
Now, why would Mrs Simms keep a secret photograph of Max Valentine? | 0:34:43 | 0:34:49 | |
-The word "paramour" springs to mind. -I was hoping it would, George. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:55 | |
And what is he tearing in half? | 0:34:55 | 0:34:58 | |
-"Certificato". -Italian for certificate. You can just make out the letters Z, I, O, N. | 0:34:58 | 0:35:05 | |
Zion... Some sort of Jewish connection? | 0:35:05 | 0:35:09 | |
You're a liar! I did not steal your stupid crucifix. | 0:35:09 | 0:35:14 | |
You were the only one in the dorm. Give it back! Can't. Haven't got it. | 0:35:14 | 0:35:19 | |
Trust you to stick together. I know all about you two. You're disgusting! | 0:35:19 | 0:35:24 | |
And you're a snob and a bully. I hate you. | 0:35:24 | 0:35:28 | |
I'll see you later. | 0:35:29 | 0:35:31 | |
-Loathsome creature! She's always picking on me. -Probably because you're a scholarship girl. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:37 | |
-Is it that obvious? -You darn your stockings, just as I did. | 0:35:37 | 0:35:42 | |
-You and I, Plum, we're birds of a feather. -But you're as rich as Rockefeller! -My family was rich, | 0:35:42 | 0:35:49 | |
until my father decided to invest in a gold mine in Basotholand. A word of advice... | 0:35:49 | 0:35:56 | |
-Never invest in Basotholand? -Precisely. Everything I have, I've earned. | 0:35:56 | 0:36:02 | |
The one lesson I learned from the bullying I suffered here was it can make you weep, or make you strong. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:09 | |
She's done enough weeping. Her parents died when she was six - influenza. | 0:36:09 | 0:36:16 | |
-Who looked after you? -Nuns in an orphanage - if you can call it "looking after". | 0:36:16 | 0:36:22 | |
But soon we'll be one big, happy family. My parents are adopting Plum. By Christmas, Daddy says. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:29 | |
A real-life sister - best present ever. | 0:36:29 | 0:36:33 | |
-Congratulations! -I know. I can hardly believe it myself! -What then? -How do you mean? -Dreams. Ambitions. | 0:36:33 | 0:36:40 | |
Monte Carlo or a flat in London. Lots of parties. | 0:36:40 | 0:36:45 | |
What more could you want? | 0:36:45 | 0:36:47 | |
I want to be a writer. All I can remember about my father was him saying, "Read, girl, read. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:55 | |
"Books contain all the treasures of the world." | 0:36:55 | 0:36:59 | |
She locks herself away, writing her novel. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:03 | |
A novel? How enterprising. | 0:37:03 | 0:37:05 | |
-Would YOU have a look - give me a few pointers? -I'd be delighted. | 0:37:05 | 0:37:11 | |
-Ah! "A Perfect Life". Thank you. -If it's not too bad, | 0:37:27 | 0:37:32 | |
-perhaps you could show your publisher. -Mmm. | 0:37:32 | 0:37:36 | |
"I know about you two. You're disgusting." | 0:37:42 | 0:37:46 | |
What do you think Agnes meant, madam? | 0:37:46 | 0:37:50 | |
I should have thought that was fairly obvious. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:54 | |
What? | 0:37:57 | 0:37:59 | |
Young girls like that? | 0:37:59 | 0:38:01 | |
In my day, it was called "having a pash" - short for "passion". | 0:38:01 | 0:38:06 | |
Seldom a lifelong state of affairs. | 0:38:09 | 0:38:12 | |
-Right, madam. -At least... | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
not necessarily. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:19 | |
# Jealousy | 0:38:33 | 0:38:35 | |
# It was only through jealousy | 0:38:35 | 0:38:39 | |
# Our hearts were broken And angry words were spoken | 0:38:39 | 0:38:46 | |
# Now all I have... # | 0:38:46 | 0:38:48 | |
What a delightfully louche crowd! | 0:38:48 | 0:38:51 | |
Do you know...where the tango first originated, George? | 0:39:00 | 0:39:04 | |
-I've no idea, madam. -In the brothels... | 0:39:04 | 0:39:08 | |
of Buenos Aires. | 0:39:08 | 0:39:11 | |
I proposed to the former Mrs Moody at a dance. Not Buenos Aires. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:42 | |
Basingstoke. | 0:39:44 | 0:39:46 | |
Happy birthday, my darling. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:49 | |
Wordsworth. Perfect! | 0:39:52 | 0:39:54 | |
-It's not what you think! -What DO we think? -"With birthday love from M." | 0:39:58 | 0:40:03 | |
-It's not how it looks. -No. | 0:40:03 | 0:40:05 | |
"M" stands for Mother, which accounts for your Freudian slip. | 0:40:05 | 0:40:11 | |
I've no idea what... You've been looking through my things! | 0:40:11 | 0:40:17 | |
I've been looking for a murderer in all the wrong places. "Z, I, O, N" - | 0:40:17 | 0:40:22 | |
it's part of an Italian word, adozione. You were tearing up your certificate of adoption. | 0:40:22 | 0:40:29 | |
# Goodnight, Vienna | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
# City of a million melodies... # | 0:40:32 | 0:40:37 | |
It broke my heart. But when you are 17 and working in a foreign land and find you are expecting a baby, | 0:40:37 | 0:40:44 | |
what choice do you have? | 0:40:44 | 0:40:47 | |
The father was your employer, I take it? | 0:40:47 | 0:40:51 | |
A businessman from Naples, married to the Contessa Manzi. I was governess to their children. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:58 | |
I thought it was love. He said so often enough. | 0:40:58 | 0:41:02 | |
But when I told him I was expecting his baby, he called me "puttana" - harlot. | 0:41:02 | 0:41:08 | |
I was packed off to their country house till the baby was born, then back to England...alone. | 0:41:08 | 0:41:15 | |
You don't have an Italian accent. | 0:41:15 | 0:41:18 | |
When I was six months old, my father paid an English family to adopt me. | 0:41:18 | 0:41:24 | |
It took me 15 years to track my boy down. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:27 | |
Now I take him to lunch like this every birthday - just the two of us. | 0:41:27 | 0:41:33 | |
-And the robberies in Venice? -I was on holiday. It was a simple case of mistaken identity. | 0:41:33 | 0:41:39 | |
But people do love to talk, so Mrs Simms - my mother - gave me a fresh start. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:46 | |
And Massimo Valentino became Max Valentine. | 0:41:46 | 0:41:50 | |
-How long had Miss Ferris been blackmailing you? -How did you know about that? | 0:41:51 | 0:41:57 | |
You were going to make her deputy principal, even though Miss Bunting was better qualified. | 0:41:57 | 0:42:04 | |
She must have had a hold over you. | 0:42:04 | 0:42:07 | |
Appalling woman! Money didn't interest her. Status - that's all that mattered. | 0:42:07 | 0:42:13 | |
-She threatened to tell the school governors about your past? -Yes. | 0:42:13 | 0:42:19 | |
-But I didn't kill her, if that's what you're thinking! -Who else knows? | 0:42:19 | 0:42:24 | |
No-one. | 0:42:24 | 0:42:25 | |
Except my husband. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:29 | |
Remember, mademoiselle, we are ladies of quality. Legs together, swivel, | 0:42:31 | 0:42:37 | |
and out you come, dainty as a daisy. | 0:42:37 | 0:42:40 | |
Mademoiselle, remember - elegance. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:43 | |
Legs together... | 0:42:43 | 0:42:46 | |
swivel... Not too high! | 0:42:46 | 0:42:48 | |
Out you come, pretty as a picture. Charming! | 0:42:48 | 0:42:52 | |
He fits the bill - illegitimate children, foreigners, scandal... | 0:42:52 | 0:42:57 | |
-No good for his school's reputation. -If Miss Ferris WAS a blackmailer, she'd have to be silenced. | 0:42:57 | 0:43:04 | |
-But imagine spending all day, every day surrounded by nubile young ladies. -I'm doing my best. | 0:43:04 | 0:43:11 | |
I mean, what effect would it have on a man? | 0:43:11 | 0:43:15 | |
Apart from that. | 0:43:17 | 0:43:19 | |
Dr Simms reminds me somewhat of the Ancient Mariner - | 0:43:24 | 0:43:29 | |
"Water, water everywhere, nor any drop to drink." Whether or not he's fallen overboard remains to be seen. | 0:43:29 | 0:43:37 | |
This is the one that will make my fortune. | 0:43:37 | 0:43:40 | |
Press the little black button. | 0:43:40 | 0:43:43 | |
-Oh, look... -That's... | 0:43:47 | 0:43:49 | |
If that isn't the best thing since... | 0:44:09 | 0:44:13 | |
Well, since I don't know what! | 0:44:13 | 0:44:15 | |
No, thank you. I've been talking to your bookseller, Doctor. He told me of your particular area of interest. | 0:44:15 | 0:44:23 | |
Hypnotism. | 0:44:23 | 0:44:25 | |
Yes...yes, a fascinating field. | 0:44:27 | 0:44:30 | |
Most people read Van Gelder on the subject, but personally, I think Slegmann has more to offer. | 0:44:30 | 0:44:37 | |
-Er...yes, I've been experimenting with it as a cure for phobias and other conditions. -Really? Such as? | 0:44:37 | 0:44:44 | |
Nightmares. Young Plum Fisher suffered badly when she arrived, but four sessions did the trick. | 0:44:44 | 0:44:52 | |
-Who else did you treat in this way? -I really couldn't say. Almost time for your lecture. | 0:44:52 | 0:44:58 | |
-Was Miss Bunting one of your guinea pigs? -I can't discuss patients. | 0:44:58 | 0:45:04 | |
Not even dead ones? | 0:45:04 | 0:45:07 | |
I can be very discreet when the occasion demands. | 0:45:08 | 0:45:13 | |
Miss Bunting had certain... | 0:45:15 | 0:45:18 | |
-sexual proclivities, of which she was deeply ashamed. -And powerless to resist? | 0:45:18 | 0:45:24 | |
Yes. She wanted a cure, underwent several sessions of hypnosis, but to no avail. | 0:45:24 | 0:45:31 | |
-Were you aware that Miss Ferris shared these lesbian proclivities? -Not until you mentioned it, no. | 0:45:31 | 0:45:38 | |
-Did you use hypnosis on Miss Ferris? -Yes, but for something different. | 0:45:38 | 0:45:43 | |
-Was it a physical or a psychological disorder? -Really, Mrs Bradley! | 0:45:43 | 0:45:48 | |
-It goes against the grain to discuss patients. -We know she had a severe heart condition. | 0:45:48 | 0:45:56 | |
-I told her she had to be very careful. -May I see Miss Ferris's case notes? | 0:45:56 | 0:46:02 | |
Very well. | 0:46:02 | 0:46:04 | |
When you broke the bad news about Miss Ferris's heart condition, was there anyone else in the room? | 0:46:15 | 0:46:22 | |
-Of course not! -But there could have been an eavesdropper outside? | 0:46:22 | 0:46:27 | |
-It's possible, I suppose. -During that consultation, did you discuss Miss Ferris's other problem - | 0:46:27 | 0:46:34 | |
-the one here? -I hypnotised her. She was adamant nothing should interfere with her holiday. -Madagascar. | 0:46:34 | 0:46:41 | |
-I beg your pardon? -She was going to Madagascar. | 0:46:41 | 0:46:44 | |
"Madagascar - a lush, tropical island off the coast of Africa, | 0:46:44 | 0:46:49 | |
-"famed for its distinctive evolution of flora and fauna, including large..." -Spiders. | 0:46:49 | 0:46:56 | |
Message from Mrs Simms. Everyone's here. Ready when you are. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:05 | |
Mrs Bradley? | 0:47:07 | 0:47:09 | |
Thank you. Why don't you sit down? | 0:47:09 | 0:47:12 | |
-I'd like to talk to you about your book. It's very good. -Thank you! | 0:47:12 | 0:47:18 | |
I have a theory about why some people write fiction. | 0:47:18 | 0:47:22 | |
They want to impose some sort of order on the chaos of the world, | 0:47:23 | 0:47:29 | |
to create the neat, happy endings that life stubbornly refuses to provide. | 0:47:29 | 0:47:37 | |
-And we all love a neat, happy ending, don't we? -Yes. | 0:47:37 | 0:47:42 | |
Especially a girl like you. | 0:47:42 | 0:47:45 | |
Yes. | 0:47:45 | 0:47:47 | |
Why not close your eyes a moment? | 0:47:47 | 0:47:49 | |
Just for a moment. ..Good girl. | 0:47:52 | 0:47:55 | |
INAUDIBLE REMARK | 0:47:55 | 0:47:58 | |
-Will Mrs Bradley be much longer? -Hard to say, madam. | 0:48:05 | 0:48:10 | |
'Once upon a time,' | 0:48:10 | 0:48:13 | |
there was an angry little girl, furious with the world, especially her parents for leaving her alone. | 0:48:13 | 0:48:20 | |
She knew they couldn't help it, but she was still angry. | 0:48:20 | 0:48:25 | |
The anger was so deep she didn't even know it was there. | 0:48:25 | 0:48:29 | |
She didn't understand why she had terrible nightmares and a compulsion to steal things she didn't want, | 0:48:29 | 0:48:37 | |
but HAD to have. | 0:48:37 | 0:48:39 | |
Then, one day, she was caught red-handed. | 0:48:39 | 0:48:43 | |
You little thief! | 0:48:43 | 0:48:46 | |
Who said that? | 0:48:46 | 0:48:48 | |
-Miss Ferris. She saw me take Clementine's ring. -And threatened to tell her parents. -She can't! | 0:48:48 | 0:48:55 | |
-The adoption's about to go through! -Who will stop her? | 0:48:55 | 0:48:59 | |
-I -will. | 0:49:00 | 0:49:02 | |
-Where are you now? -Ssh! I'm outside the study, eavesdropping on the doctor and Miss Ferris. | 0:49:08 | 0:49:15 | |
-She's got a very bad heart. No sudden shocks, or else... -Or else what? | 0:49:15 | 0:49:22 | |
She'll die. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:24 | |
-There's something else. -She's scared of spiders. | 0:49:24 | 0:49:28 | |
More than scared - | 0:49:28 | 0:49:31 | |
she's absolutely petrified. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:34 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:49:36 | 0:49:38 | |
# Three little maids from school are we... # | 0:49:38 | 0:49:40 | |
What now? | 0:49:41 | 0:49:44 | |
-I'm watching the Mikado. -Where is Miss Ferris? -In the dressing room. | 0:49:44 | 0:49:49 | |
-But the door is locked. -..Yes. | 0:49:49 | 0:49:53 | |
No escape. | 0:49:53 | 0:49:55 | |
# Two little maids remain and they Won't have to wait very long, they say... # | 0:49:55 | 0:50:00 | |
Let me out! | 0:50:16 | 0:50:18 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:50:19 | 0:50:23 | |
# Three little maids from school are we | 0:50:23 | 0:50:26 | |
# Three little maids from school are we... # | 0:50:26 | 0:50:28 | |
STUCK RECORD CONTINUES PLAYING | 0:50:28 | 0:50:33 | |
'The perfect murder.' | 0:50:48 | 0:50:51 | |
Not bad for a scholarship girl. | 0:50:52 | 0:50:55 | |
-They're waiting. -What did your father say about books? | 0:50:57 | 0:51:01 | |
"Books contain all the treasures of the world." | 0:51:01 | 0:51:05 | |
I believe this... is your crucifix, miss. | 0:51:08 | 0:51:13 | |
Yes! And my watch. | 0:51:13 | 0:51:16 | |
And my brooch. | 0:51:17 | 0:51:19 | |
And my pearls. | 0:51:19 | 0:51:22 | |
Don't look at me! That's MY crucifix and my watch - both stolen. | 0:51:22 | 0:51:27 | |
Or so you said. | 0:51:27 | 0:51:29 | |
Anybody could have put those there. | 0:51:29 | 0:51:32 | |
Just as anyone could have forged Miss Bunting's suicide note? One fatal mistake. | 0:51:32 | 0:51:39 | |
The Colosseum watermark - identical to the watermark on all 206 pages of your manuscript. | 0:51:39 | 0:51:46 | |
Oh, Plum! | 0:51:48 | 0:51:50 | |
We were nearly sisters. | 0:51:53 | 0:51:56 | |
PLUM: Family. That's all I wanted. | 0:51:56 | 0:52:00 | |
So much...it hurt. | 0:52:00 | 0:52:02 | |
How could I let Miss Ferris ruin my one chance to be happy? | 0:52:02 | 0:52:08 | |
Haven't I been through enough? | 0:52:08 | 0:52:11 | |
Well, haven't I? | 0:52:12 | 0:52:15 | |
-Try not to be too hard on her, Inspector. She's a very disturbed young lady. -I'll do my best, madam. | 0:52:25 | 0:52:32 | |
-I do hope we meet again. Goodbye. -Goodbye. | 0:52:32 | 0:52:36 | |
'I'm not trying to justify what she did,' | 0:52:51 | 0:52:55 | |
merely to understand it. | 0:52:55 | 0:52:58 | |
She craved a family and acceptance in what passes for polite society. | 0:52:58 | 0:53:03 | |
But society is changing. | 0:53:04 | 0:53:07 | |
Last year, we women won the right to vote. | 0:53:07 | 0:53:11 | |
Amelia Earhart flew the Atlantic. | 0:53:11 | 0:53:14 | |
Who knows - one day, a woman might be Prime Minister. | 0:53:14 | 0:53:18 | |
I was expelled from Hadleigh Heights. | 0:53:19 | 0:53:24 | |
Had I stayed, I might have come to believe in home, harmony, humility, | 0:53:24 | 0:53:30 | |
and to lead a life of jam-making, gin rummy and Chalfont St Giles. | 0:53:30 | 0:53:36 | |
So, girls, before you settle for the little life, | 0:53:36 | 0:53:40 | |
remember - the world is now your oyster. | 0:53:40 | 0:53:45 | |
And provided you believe in yourselves, there is nothing you cannot achieve. | 0:53:46 | 0:53:54 | |
There's bound to be some rather lurid publicity, I'm afraid. | 0:54:10 | 0:54:15 | |
We'll survive. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:17 | |
We're not the dinosaurs you seem to think. People will always need standards. | 0:54:17 | 0:54:23 | |
And some of us rather like the little life. | 0:54:23 | 0:54:27 | |
Winifred. | 0:54:29 | 0:54:30 | |
Not exactly birds of a feather after all, eh, madam - you and Plum? | 0:54:39 | 0:54:44 | |
No, apparently not. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:46 | |
Come on! I suspect we've somewhat outstayed our welcome. | 0:54:46 | 0:54:51 | |
Yes, if this is anything to go by. | 0:54:51 | 0:54:54 | |
The Japanese say, "Visitors are like fish - they begin to stink after three days." | 0:54:54 | 0:55:00 | |
Clever people, the Japanese. | 0:55:00 | 0:55:03 | |
All set? I've tied it to the back. | 0:55:05 | 0:55:08 | |
-Thank you! Arrivederci. -Goodbye. | 0:55:08 | 0:55:11 | |
-Tied WHAT to the back, madam? -Oh, nothing. Just a little souvenir. | 0:55:11 | 0:55:17 | |
# You're the cream in my coffee You're the salt in my stew | 0:55:29 | 0:55:34 | |
# You would always be my necessity I'd be lost without you | 0:55:34 | 0:55:38 | |
# You're the starch in my collar You're the lace in my shoe | 0:55:38 | 0:55:43 | |
# You would always be my necessity I'd be lost without you | 0:55:43 | 0:55:47 | |
# Most men tell love tales Find each tale dovetails | 0:55:48 | 0:55:53 | |
# You know each known way This way is my own way | 0:55:53 | 0:55:58 | |
# You're the sail in my love boat You're the captain and crew | 0:55:58 | 0:56:02 | |
# You would always be my necessity I'd be lost without you. # | 0:56:02 | 0:56:07 | |
Subtitles by Valery Tough BBC Scotland 2000 | 0:56:07 | 0:56:11 |