Heartbeat (1992) s06e12 Episode Script

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Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me?
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory? ♪
Train whistle blowin'
Makes a sleepy noise
Underneath the blankets
For all the girls and boys
Rockin' rollin' riding'
- Hey! Hang on.
- What are we waiting for?
- I've got a bit of muck in me eye.
- Eh?
Can't you see that copper?
Many miles away
Driver at the engine
- Right!
Fireman rings the bell
Sandman swings the lantern
To show that all is well
Hang on!
There!
All bound for Morning Town
Many miles away
Oi! What are you playing at?
Where our train will ride
Look at that!
The Masked Marvel's
coming to Aidensfield!
I've always wanted to see him.
Rockin' rollin' ridin'
Out along the bay ♪
Hey! Steady.
- You should have slept on.
- I'm fine.
No, you're not.
You were tossing and turning all night.
Oh, don't fuss!
Thought that's what you liked about me,
the way I fuss over you.
Well, it certainly makes a change,
that's for sure.
Look
I know you just can't
forget about them, but
I thought we agreed, once you left,
there'd be no looking back.
Well, it's easy enough
to say that, isn't it?
We haven't exactly rushed
into this, you know!
I know, Mike.
I couldn't have done
without you this past year.
Come here.
It's the kids I'm worried about.
They're practically grown up.
JOE BROWN & THE BRUVVERS:
A Picture Of You
On a street corner
or in the cafe
All of the evening
and most of the day
My mind is in a maze,
what can I do?
Where's that wonderful
picture of you?
That wonderful picture of you
I'm left with a picture of you ♪
How do you expect the citizens of
Ashfordly to have faith in you lot
when you can't even protect
your own police station!
Have either of you been
outside this morning?
I've only been at
headquarters an hour,
I come back, and the notice
board is covered with flyposters!
We were waiting for you
to come back, sarge.
To find out if there was any news.
Ah, well. I have to tell you that the
reorganisation plans have been shelved.
Ashfordly Police Station
will not be closing down.
Which means, Ventress, that you
will not be taking early retirement.
You're both still
serving police officers,
though sometimes
that's hard to tell!
Which brings me back
to that debacle outside.
Well, I didn't see
anybody flyposting, sarge.
Oh, well, it must have been
the Invisible Man then,
that took it upon himself to
advertise some wrestling match.
Did I say something
interesting, Ventress?
No, sarge.
- I mean, yes, but
- Alf's fond of the grapple game, sarge.
Ooh. An aficionado,
are we, Ventress?
Well, erm Mrs. Ventress
and I share an interest, yes.
Well, you can take
some more interest,
and scrape that lot off
the noticeboard outside!
Now!
What do you mean, no charges?
I don't want trouble.
You've already got trouble.
Is Tony Phillips known to you?
- Mrs. Phillips.
- Finally showed our face, have we?
Oh, go home, Tony.
You're drunk!
Summat wrong with you,
Mum, do you know that.
Tony, please! It's over
between me and your dad!
I've tried.
I promise, I've really tried!
- Yeah, looks like it!
- Hang on, Tony.
Like I said, don't
press charges, please.
I could have you up on two
counts for the moment.
Drunk and disorderly
and malicious damage.
You step out of line again,
you'll be in court. All right?
Can you get her for the
damage she's done?
All I broke were a window!
Thanks, Claude. That's for
getting all them posters up.
Aye, right.
Hey, there's a quid short.
What about the rent for the barn?
I've already laid that out!
Here. That's squares
it for the posters.
You're going to have to wait for
the rest till I get the ticket on it.
I thought I might.
- So, is that right, then?
- Is what right, then?
That no-one's ever
got his mask off.
But many have tried, lass,
and many'll try again.
Nobody beats the Marvel.
I can't wait to see him!
It's all a con, if you ask me.
Well, I'll put your name
down then, shall I?
We're looking for challengers.
If I were a bit younger,
I'd take him on.
So, do you promote
anything else, Mr. Starr?
His bank account.
Well, the Marvel's my
main man, these days.
I sing a bit, you know.
Very nice.
I'm gonna need
another favour, Claude.
Aye. Favours tend to cost money.
One of the lads is gonna
need a bed for a few nights.
Really? Well, get me another
Scotch and come in the office.
Cheers, Keith.
Two years I've been working here
and never a cross word with anyone.
Now, look at them!
They'll get used to the idea.
They'll come round.
It's like I've got the plague!
Can I have your attention
- for a minute, everybody!
- Oh, Mike! Please.
- Tonight is a very special occasion.
- Oh, for heaven's sake!
It's the start of our life
together, me and Sylvia.
And I'd like to celebrate.
So, tonight's going
to be a free bar.
Well, come on, everybody!
I want you to drink our health.
Please lock me away
And don't allow the day
Here inside where I hide
With my loneliness
I don't care what they say
I won't stay in a
world without love
Brought him round nice and early,
Claude, so he can get settled in.
Come on, Marv!
- BARKS
- Hey, hey, hang on a minute.
What? Come on! I mean I can't
put him in a B&B, can I?
I know. You said it'd
be one of the lads.
Well, that's what he is.
I know, but he's frightening
my dog to death!
BARKS
Shut up and get inside.
Tony, please!
I just want to talk it over.
You should have talked before,
not just walked out like that!
Just gone! You've left us!
It's not ALL my fault, you know!
It's you that shacked
up with someone else!
- Here's one for you, Nick.
- I'm a bit busy, Alf.
It's two o'clock in the morning,
and you see Greengrass coming
out of Lord Ashfordly's forest.
He's carrying a set of antlers.
This exam is ages away!
What's the offence, if any?
Poaching.
Well, you have to be precise, Nick.
No marks.
Erm Deer Act 1963.
'It's an offence to
take or wilfully kill
certain deer during
the close season.'
Good, but it's only antlers.
Well, the term 'deer'
includes part of a deer
and antlers are part of a deer, so
if Greengrass hasn't got
written permission, then
I'd have him.
You mean you'd exercise your power
of arrest under Section Five of the Act.
You've got to say that in the test,
not 'I'd have him.'
Well, thanks, Alf.
I'll bear that in mind.
Right!
Now you see Greengrass
riding down the road
on a tractor with a trailer.
and the trailer has got no springs,
no number plate
and it's loaded with two tons
of scrap metal and a pig.
Are you going to answer that?
These are the sort of things
you have to deal with.
Ashfordly Police Station.
What was the address, madam?
Right. We'll get somebody
down there straight away.
It's for you, Nick.
There's a disturbance
on Aidensfield Estate.
- Who's involved?
- Sylvia Phillips and her son.
Oh, not again!
BARKS
Come on, come on, son.
Now, pack it in.
Claude. Can't you shut him up?
You can't blame Alfred,
not with Quasimodo there going
about decked out like that
morning, noon and night.
I mean, does he have to
wear that mask in the house?
I suppose he could take it off now.
We are amongst friends, I suppose.
I wouldn't count on it.
BARKS
Who's a pretty boy?
He looks nearly normal!
I am normal.
I really hate wearing this
all the time, Mr. Starr.
It's your meal ticket, man.
Don't moan!
Shut up! He's taken it off.
GROWLS
There's only one thing we
want to talk about, mum.
Me and Vicki want
you to come home.
You know how things have been
between me and your dad this last year.
It wouldn't work!
If you won't come home,
there's nothing to talk about.
What are you saying?
That I've to stop seeing you?
That I can't call round any more?
Whatever's happened between me
and your dad, whatever's gone wrong,
you're still my kids. I love you.
- I can't stand this.
- Vicki, please!
Now look what you've done!
ANGRY VOICES
It's been going on
for half an hour!
- Are you Mrs. Fowles?
- I made the call. I live next door.
Are you all right, Vicki?
Come on, love,
we can sort this out.
Leave us, will you, please?
- Get off!
- Will you leave off?
- Tony, please!
- Mum, get off.
- Let him go.
- Get off!
Tony, don't push it.
I warned you yesterday.
Jim, please stop him!
I think you'd better go.
Come on, love.
Has this happened before?
No, not as far as I know,
but she only moved out two days ago.
Jim's been coping very well,
considering what he's been through.
This man has never ever
been beaten in the ring.
And, don't forget,
ladies and gentlemen,
this man's mask has
never ever been removed!
- Mr. Greengrass.
- Hello, Ken.
Do you know this challenge,
is it open to anyone
Yeah, course it is.
Provided they like hospital food!
We're looking for challengers, lad.
You reckon you could
take him on, then?
I reckon I could do
with t'prize money!
You'll need it to buy
your bandages!
Put your name down,
shall I?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Fairbrother, Ken.
All right, son.
What's going on, Ventress?
Oh, it's the Masked Marvel
meeting his fans, sarge.
Looking for challengers.
Book him.
What for?
Obstructing the highway,
breach of the peace,
use your imagination!
Just move him.
Yes, sarge.
- How did you get on, love?
- Oh, it was awful.
- Did you talk to Tony?
- I tried.
Don't worry.
They'll come round.
- They won't!
- Just give 'em time.
You didn't see the
look on their faces.
It was never going
to be easy, love.
Well, I didn't think it
was going to be like this.
Look. Why don't we go
away for a couple of days.
- Run away, you mean?
- No! Just a break.
It's them living so close,
that's the problem.
I need to be on
my own a bit, Mike.
I just need to think things through.
Please.
DOOR OPENS
I tell you what, Claude.
Herman's Hermits would have had a
job getting a bigger crowd than that.
GREENGRASS: Oh, are we
going to clean up around here?
BARKS
Come here! Come here!
Hey, don't.
- Come here! Come here!
-Ow! Ow!
What are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey!
Come on! Come here, now!
Come on. What do you
think you're doing?
- Go on! Go and lie down.
- Ow!
Oh, that dog!
He bit me!
Traffic now.
Blue lights. Name seven vehicles
that may show a blue light.
Seven police cars.
Nick, be serious.
You've got to pass this exam.
So you can tell your parents
you're going out with a sergeant?
No! I thought you were
keen for promotion.
- I am!
- Well, go on then. Seven vehicles.
Fire, police, ambulance,
blood transfusion, mine rescue,
bomb disposal
There's more.
You have to look them up.
Now, three occasions when a vehicle
may cross a double white line on a road.
When turning right
into a side road,
to avoid an accident,
and when complying with the
direction of a constable in uniform.
Good! Now a procedural question.
You are off duty, you are walking
past a licensed restaurant and
you realized that you haven't taken
your girlfriend out for a meal for ages.
Detail your action.
BARKS
Hey!
I thought you went
training in the morning.
- I do.
- What are you doing here?
It's my leg.
Thanks to your ruddy dog!
Oh, it's not nice, is it?
So, how did you say he got this?
Alfred bit him, did he, Claude?
It's not his fault.
He was provoked.
Well, we'll need to run tests to be
certain that it could be septicaemia.
What's that one when it's at home?
Very serious.
It's blood poisoning.
Alfred's not poisonous!
Maybe not, but the
bite's become infected.
You'll need a course of antibiotics
straightaway and a week's rest.
A week?!
Show starts tomorrow night!
WHIMPERS
Can you keep back, please?
Delta Alpha 24 to Control.
Control. Go ahead, Nick.
Alf, there's a possible hit-and-run
on the Manningby Road.
The victim's Sylvia Phillips.
- What's going on?
- The Sylvia Phillips case.
- The hit-and-run?
- No. The murder case.
The preliminary report came in from
the pathologist about an hour ago.
"Death was caused by a
single blow to the head."
"No evidence of a
collision with a vehicle."
So that's why the
glory boys are here!
That's why Detective Superintendent
Adams is here, yes, Bellamy!
And he's taking Nick along with him.
Local knowledge.
(And he's using Blaketon's office!)
She left here about nine o'clock.
And where were you
all evening, Mr. Scott?
Well, here, of course.
So you didn't go with her?
I wouldn't have been welcomed
where she was going.
And where was that?
Sylvia has gone home to
make one last effort to get the
kids to accept the situation.
I told her it was useless!
Best to let things settle,
especially with Tony!
Tony was being quite aggressive
towards his mother, sir.
That was some of his
handiwork, wasn't it?
Yes, sir.
HUGO MONTENEGRO:
The Good, The Bad And The Ugly
Tighten it!
Tickets are selling like hot cakes.
Soon as you get the cash in,
do you think you can
settle up for the rent?
I'm not paying you a penny,
if there's no show tomorrow!
You've got all the other wrestlers!
They're only the warm-up act!
Can't you get them to
make it last a bit longer?
Ah, don't talk daft!
Why don't you intersperse it
with a local sport or something?
You know, a bit of variety
might go down well.
Oh, aye? Like what?
Oh, I don't know. Ferret racing!
Ah. It's not funny, Claude.
These folk are paying good money
to see the Masked Marvel.
And thanks to this vicious little
flea bag, he's out of action!
Ooh, I need a drink.
And you're paying!
I admire your optimism!
I was here all evening.
Sylvia never showed up.
Was anyone here with you?
My daughter was here
for part of the evening,
and then she went
over to her friend's.
Since her mother left, she's not
spending much time in the house.
Where was your son?
Tony went out yesterday morning.
You were there.
You saw him go off.
And when did he get back?
He didn't.
Was he out all night?
Yeah. Must have stayed with a mate.
So, where is he now?
I don't know!
Why are you asking all
these questions about Tony?
I want an all-stations message
put out for Tony Phillips.
Ah, right, sir.
Ventress! Get onto it.
Excuse me, sir.
This is Douglas Ripley.
Sylvia Phillips was
on his bus last night.
He could've been one of the
last people to see her alive.
One of the things you want is
if you let Gina do the warm-up,
and then you can put
your wrestlers on after.
Cause she's got a cracking
voice, ain't she, George.
Oh, aye. Sings like a bird!
She's great. She'd have
them eating out of her hand.
She's got her own backing
band and all. Haven't you, Gina?
What?
I was saying you've got
your own backing band.
Yeah Oh, yeah!
I could get a few of
the lads together.
So, am I on, then?
Got to be better than ferret racing.
- Ferret racing?!
- Don't let it worry you.
A word.
I still haven't got
a top-of-the-bill.
I know that, don't I!
I'm working on it.
Well, work faster,
or he is sausage meat.
What time did you
drop Mrs. Phillips off?
About half past nine.
Did you see her go into a house?
No, I'd driven off by then.
She was heading in that direction.
Sir! Excuse me.
Mr. Harris saw Sylvia
go into the house.
He heard a row start
up shortly afterwards.
- And where does he live?
- Just there.
He said they were
screaming at each other.
"Control to Delta Alpha 21."
Delta Alpha 21 receiving.
Go ahead, Alf.
"I've got news for
you on Tony Phillips."
He was arrested for being
drunk and disorderly in Whitby
yesterday afternoon.
How long did they hold him?
"Overnight. They let
him go this morning."
I think we'd better have
another word with Mr. Phillips.
Maggie'll soon sort him out.
He'll just have a bit
of a limp, that's all.
Claude, I can't put the Masked
Marvel on if he's below par, can I?
It only needs one
likely lad to get lucky,
like your pal Hercules over there
and the game will be up,
the mask will be off!
It will be bye-bye the Marvel,
and bye-bye my show!
- Are you listening to me, Claude?
- No.
Well, you'd better think
of something fast
or I'll be done for,
and so will you be.
No, I won't.
Because I think I've just
thought of a way to salvage your
- entrepreneurial enterprise!
- Eh?!
It's English. You wouldn't understand
it, being a Barnsley American.
I was here all evening.
Sylvia never showed up.
That's right!
The bus driver said he dropped her
off on the corner about 9:30 pm.
Well, she never came here!
Your neighbour, Mr. Harris, said
he saw her entering this house.
He couldn't have done!
He also said he heard raised voices,
voices which were identified
as yours and your wife's.
I'm telling you,
you've got it wrong.
Mrs. Daley from next door
heard raised voices as well.
Same story as Mr. Harris.
A row that went on and on
until all of a sudden it stopped.
Only Mrs. Daley reckons
she heard three voices.
Okay.
Okay. What I said
before wasn't true.
Sylvia was here last night.
So you did have a row?
- Yeah.
- A row that suddenly stopped.
Did someone come in?
Is that why it stopped?
- No.
- So what happened?
- I did it.
- You did what, Mr. Phillips?
I killed her.
I killed Sylvia.
Hmm. They're about t'same
height, aren't they? Same build
And with the mask on
Put your mask on, Ken.
Like a pair of book ends!
His own mother wouldn't know him.
By heck! It just might work.
Just might work?
What did I tell you?
What might work?
I mean, we'll get away with
it for a couple of shows!
- Get away with what?
- I'll explain it all in a bit.
Hey, are you sure
he can wrestle?
Erm, I mean He can
soon learn, can't he?
What are you talking about?!
It takes years of training
to become a wrestler!
Look now. If somebody don't go
in that ring tomorrow night,
we're all out of a job.
You've got 24 hours!
It's plenty!
Sylvia said she just wanted to talk.
She started to get hysterical.
Said I was poisoning
the kids against her.
Go on.
She began hitting out at me,
so I pushed her away.
That's when she fell.
Hit her head on the fireplace.
Is that how she died?
I panicked.
I didn't know what to do.
I couldn't just leave her there!
I was expecting Vicki home.
So you decided to
get rid of the body.
I had to!
I thought no-one would have
seen Sylvia come back and
I could make it look
like an accident
for the kids' sake.
How did you move her?
I brought the car round the back.
Reversed it up to the door,
put her in the boot.
- And then what?
- Well, I drove out the village.
Well, didn't you see anyone,
pass any other cars?
Never saw a soul.
Which way did you go?
I took the Manningby road.
I stopped on the top.
I thought it might look like
she'd been hit by a car.
I'm sorry.
Well, you and Supt Whatshisname
wrapped one up in record time!
Will he write you a
good recommendation?
Oh, I don't know.
I think he might have
jumped the gun a bit.
Why?
Well, there's something a
bit odd about Jim Phillips.
I think he was making
it up as he went along.
Why, he was probably
in shock, wasn't he?
What did the super think?
- He thinks he's got his man.
- But you don't?
I can't believe someone can put
a body in the boot of their car,
drive through the village
up the Manningby road
and not see anybody else!
Well, he would have seen someone
on the Manningby Road last night.
I got held up by workmen
repairing a burst water main.
They reckoned it
was an all-night job.
Now, can we please talk
about something else?
HUGO MONTENEGRO:
The Good, The Bad And The Ugly
Don't be afraid! Go on, Gary!
That's it!
Come on, Ken! Show him! Go on!
Come on, you're not ballet dancers.
Get on with it!
That's it, Ken. You've got him!
Now, get your hand up!
Don't! Don't let him
Morning, sarge.
Well, you're an early bird, Rowan.
Has that forensic report on Jim
Phillips's car come in yet, sarge?
Aye. It's here somewhere.
Came in late last night.
There were no trace of hair,
skin or blood in the boot.
He's lying, sarge.
Who's lying?
Well, Phillips said he put his
wife's body in the boot of his car.
He couldn't have.
It's clean as a whistle.
Come on, Ken! Oh, not again.
Go, go!
That's it, Ken. You've got him!
Get him over.
Don't let him do that!
Turn him round!
Yes!
'Ey up!
What did I tell you?
It's just a matter of time!
Right! Now we've got this sorted
this out, how about my £30 for the
We're not out of the
woods yet, Claude.
You'll get your brass
at the end of the week
provided all this goes
off without a hitch.
I hope you're not just
putting me on a promise.
Come on, get up!
I'm completely satisfied
with the outcome.
There's no evidence to
suggest Phillips is lying.
There's a few unanswered
questions, sir.
Such as?
The council workers on the
Manningby road that night.
Jim Phillips said he
didn't see a soul.
He must have
gone a different way.
No sir. He said he took that road.
He wasn't in the frame
of mind to register
which planet he was on that night,
never mind which road he took!
Forensic couldn't find any
trace of skin, blood or hair
in the boot of the car.
I've read the report, Sergeant.
Phillips must have cleaned out
the boot after he dumped her.
There's also Mrs. Daley, sir.
She says she heard a
third voice that night.
And you reckoned she can
be certain of that, Rowan,
with the barney that was going on?
Look, we've got motive, opportunity
and a confession, Constable.
If Rowan's right, sir, there's
still a murderer on the loose.
Isn't that worth further investigation?
The case is closed, Sergeant.
You've changed your tune!
Not bad for a rugby player, is he!
Oh, he's a little find, Claude.
He's a little find!
And he's ten years younger
than the other one!
Hey, now then! Who's a star?
Wasn't he brilliant, Claude?
What're you talking about?
You weren't so bad yourself.
Wait till tomorrow night.
I'm gonna ask Mr Starr,
can I stay on for a bit longer.
Well, why don't you go and see
him now while he's in a good mood.
You never know, he might pay you.
Has Ken been helping
out or something?
What?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Something like that.
Are you sure there
was a third person
in the Phillips house
that night, Mrs. Daley?
Yes, I am.
You couldn't hear
what was being said?
Well, no.
As I told the other officer,
it was just a babble of voices.
But there were definitely
three of them.
Two female, one male.
Two female?
- Yeah.
- You didn't mention that before.
The officer never asked.
But it was definitely two women
doing most of the shouting.
It's the best idea
I've had yet, Claude!
Oh, that. I can't see your pal,
the Marvel, taking too kindly to it.
Well, maybe not.
Look at it from my point of view.
How do you mean?
Nobody spotted that we
switched men, did they?
Well, no.
Which means,
in a few years' time,
I can do the same switch again,
when Ken gets a bit long in the tooth.
Providing he's got any left!
Jim said he was alone
in the house with Sylvia.
But Mrs. Daley next door is positive
she heard another woman's voice, too.
Could somebody
already have been there?
It's possible.
No, I think Jim's lying,
covering up for someone.
Who?
Well, the only person
I can think of is Vicki.
So, you think Vicki Phillips
was there that night?
It's possible, sarge.
Well, you're not suggesting
she had anything to do with
her mother's death, are you?
I mean, she's just a kid!
Are you saying that she loaded her
mother's body in the boot of the car,
drove up Manningby road,
and then dumped her in a ditch?
- No, sarge.
- Thank goodness for that.
Jim's story doesn't hold up.
We'll only gonna get the real story
from whoever was with him that night.
Hmm. Well, I suppose there's no harm
in checking out exactly where Vicki was.
VENTRESS!
She's staying with a neighbour, sarge.
Mrs. Fowles.
Well, Jim Phillips comes up for
remand hearing this morning.
He's hardly a danger to the community.
So Adams won't oppose bail.
You took your time!
(BANG ON CARAVAN WALL)
You can't do this to me, Starr!
It's not fair.
You made your fortune out of me!
You can't get rid
of me just like that.
- Are you in there?
- No.
Sarge, I've checked
Vicki's statement
and she was with Karen
Sykes at Easthope Farm.
All evening?
Well, according to her friend,
she left after an hour,
said she wanted some fresh air.
- What time was that?
- About nine o'clock.
There you are, sarge.
That would give her time
to get back to the house.
You've got to hear this one!
I want to expose a fraud.
I'm the Masked Marvel.
And I'm King Farouk.
You're not wearing a mask.
Alright, alright,
I used to be the Masked Marvel.
And I still would have been,
if it hadn't been for that dog!
Let me get it straight.
You're accusing a dog of fraud?
No. But he's part of it!
So, did this dog steal your mask?
He bit me.
That's how all this started.
I just need to get a bit more
background, Mrs. Fowles.
I thought you'd finished
with all your questions!
It won't take long.
Look, Vicki's been through
enough already!
Now Vicki, you were at a friend's house
the night your mother was killed?
Is that right?
But only for an hour or so.
Where did you go after that?
I went for a walk.
By yourself?
Where did you go?
I can't remember.
Well, what time did you get home?
I'm not sure. It was quite late.
Who was in the house?
Just Dad. But he'd gone to bed.
So you didn't see your
mother that evening?
No. I wish I had.
Now I will never see her again!
Surely that's enough, Constable!
She's answered your questions!
It's all right, love.
It's all right.
There you go, Alf.
You'll never guess who
that bloke thinks he is.
Chuntering on for half an hour!
"I'm the Marvel and
I want my mask back!"
It could be true, you know, Alf.
There's something funny going on.
Whoever the Masked Marvel is,
it's not Ken Fairbrother.
What's Ken Fairbrother
got to do with it?
He was wearing the mask
in the ring last night.
That's outrageous!
You mean to say we paid
good money to see a fake?
Yup. I heard Greengrass and
Mr. Starr talking about it.
Apparently, Ken's only got the job
as long as he's the right side of 30.
It's not right.
We think there was someone else besides
Jim and Sylvia in the house that night.
Does she has a close friend?
No-one I can think of.
Does this mean you
don't think Jim did it?
I'm not saying that.
I am. He wouldn't
have killed Sylvia.
What makes you think that?
It wouldn't have been
Jim or any of his family.
You see, Sylvia had decided
to go home for good.
That's what she went to tell them.
I taught Ken everything,
everything I know.
Well, you must have one or
two tricks up your sleeve.
What are you on about?
Well, in my book, if you really
are the Masked Marvel
I am!
Well, there's only one way
and one place to settle this.
I know I should have
said this before.
But I was scared.
You might think I
killed her and I didn't.
On my mother's life, I didn't!
So why did Sylvia change her mind?
She couldn't take what it
was doing to the family.
She reckoned it wouldn't
work between me and her
while they were going
through all this grief.
So she decided to do
what the family wanted?
Yeah. So why would Jim kill her?
Baby, baby
Baby, don't leave me
Ooh, please don't leave me
All by myself
I've got this burning, burning
yearning feeling inside me
Ooh, deep inside me
And it hurts so bad
You came into my heart
Baby, baby
So tenderly
Where did our love go?
With that burning love
Baby, baby
That stings like a bee
Baby, baby Oooh!
And now that I surrender
So helplessly
You now wanna leave me
Ooh, why do you wanna leave me?
Ooh, baby, baby, baby
Where did our love go? ♪
Well, I'm inclined
to agree with you.
But if we're going to
prove Jim didn't kill her,
what we need is
some hard evidence.
Do we know what he and
his wife were rowing about?
We've only got Jim's
version of events.
His statement doesn't stand up,
now we know she was going home.
Are we sure they were rowing?
How many witnesses have you got?
Well Mr. Harris and Mrs. Daley.
And they were both certain
they heard raised voices.
What about Mrs. Fowles?
Doesn't she live next door?
Yeah. She didn't mention
hearing anything.
Hmm
CHEERING
BOOING AND HISSING
(SHOUTS ENCOURAGEMENT)
Vicki's gone back home.
Yeah, I know that, Mrs. Fowles.
It's you I've come to see this time.
Oh?
About the night Sylvia came
home to see her family.
The night she died.
Mr. Harris heard the argument.
He lives across the road!
I didn't hear anything.
I thought you were in all evening.
Oh, I was, most of the time.
I did go out for a drive.
You didn't mention that
in your statement.
Where did you go?
Just drove around.
- On your own?
- Yeah.
What's all this, then?
I'm told you've been pestering Vicki,
now you're badgering the neighbours!
I've told you what happened!
It's got nothing to do with anyone!
Would you have any
objection to Forensics
taking a look at your
car, Mrs. Fowles?
Why?
Just routine.
Just leave us alone, will you?
- (Oh, Jim!)
- I'll deal with this, Anne.
Your wife had come
back home that night
to tell you she wanted
to try again, Mr. Phillips.
"It wasn't the first time she
tried to patch things up, was it?"
INDISTINCT VOICES
"But it never worked."
"I take it that was the night
she finally realised why."
Aah!
My lords, ladies and gentlemen!
And now, the finale of this
extraordinary extravaganza!
The moment you've
all been waiting for!
The eighth wonder of the world!
He's mean he's moody
he's magnificent!
He's the primeval Prometheus
of professional wrestlers!
I give you the Masked Marvel!
Gina! Gina!
What's the Marvel doing here?
Guilty conscience,
have you, Claude?
I can't afford a conscience,
I've got 30 quid at stake!
Is there anybody here
man enough, brave enough
- Can't you get him to go?
- or crazy enough
to climb into this ring
with this mountain of a man?
Too late, Claude!
- (Oh, flaming Norah!)
- (How did he get in?)
Anybody at all?
What's the matter with him?
Yeah! You said anyone!
When did your affair
begin, Mrs. Fowles?
About a year ago.
Jim and Sylvia were
never really suited.
Jim was always so
quiet and Sylvia was
They'd been together for 20 years.
Must have seem the
answer to all your prayers,
when Sylvia took
up with Mike Scott.
Their marriage was over.
Jim thought if we kept our
heads down, let the dust settle
Let Sylvia take the blame, you mean.
When she walked in,
saw me and Jim together
everything must
have fallen into place.
She went wild!
"She would've killed me if
I hadn't protected myself."
"So, what did you do?"
"I fought back."
"I pushed her onto the floor."
"Her head banged on the fireplace."
I never thought it'd kill her.
But it did.
Jim was distraught.
He managed to help
me get her into the car.
I left him in the house.
Drove out of the village.
You know the rest.
CHEERING
CHEERING
CROWD: One!
Your old job back.
I'll double your wages.
ALL: Two!
Don't do this to me, Marv!
MAN IN CROWD: Counting! Counting!
ALL: Three!
BOOING AND HISSING
So as far as your
friends were concerned,
Sylvia was the one who caused
the marriage breakdown.
Yeah.
Did anyone know about
you and Mrs. Fowles?
We were always very discreet.
I thought because Sylvia's
went off with Mike,
nobody would blame me if Anne
and I went off after a few months.
But Sylvia did blame you.
I never wanted her
to find out like that.
If she hadn't come
in found us together
it would never have happened!
Everything would have been
all right for everybody.
Why did you say that
you killed your wife?
I thought it were better
if I took the blame.
Why?
I thought it'd be considered
a crime of passion.
That I'd get a light
sentence at the worst.
Well, you're under
a misapprehension.
There's no such thing as a crime
of passion under English law
as you and Mrs. Fowles
are about to find out.
What a mess!
It's Tony and Vicki
I feel sorry for.
It's like they've lost
both parents now.
It's gonna take them a long
time to come to terms with it all.
Blaketon should have got you these.
He must be pleased you
scored one over CID.
Cheers, Alf. Even approves of
me taking my sergeant's exam!
Well, you'd better get on
with your revision then!
No, not tonight, Alf.
- A pint, please.
- Oh, hi, Marv.
So, putting the mask on
again tomorrow, are we then?
Nope.
I thought Starr was
having you back.
I turned him down.
Excuse me, he seems
to knows a lot about it!
Did you have police assistance?
I mean, were it a put-up job?
Put-up job's about right, Claude!
Trading under false
pretences, for a start.
Nowt to do with me.
Tonight was the first time in ten
years I wrestled without a mask.
It felt great!
So, what are you going to do?
I'm gonna strike out on my own.
I can't wait.
- And I can't thank you enough.
- Oh
Excuse me. It's Alfred
you want to be thanking.
If it hadn't been for him,
you'd still be wearing a mask.
- That's true.
- He's very partial to a bag of crisps.
And since I'm his trainer,
I'll have a large Scotch!
WHIMPERS
Heartbeat
Why do you miss when
my baby kisses me
Heartbeat
Why does a love kiss
stay in my memory ♪