09x20 - Against The Odds

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♪ Why does a love kiss

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Thanks, Tony.

Charlie?

Charlie!

Charlie.

Charlie.

So you arrived at the houseat the time, Miss Turner?

About :.

And did you come straightinto the house?

Yes. After I'd exercised Red Rover.

And when I came in...

Did you see anything unusualaround the property last night?

I thought I heard a car leave,but I can't be sure.

I came as soon as I could, Peg.

I'm ever so sorry, love.What happened?

That has yet to be established.

What brings you here, Mr Greengrass?

Not to answer your daft questions,that's for certain, Craddock.

Me and Charlie were mates.

I sent for Claude. Mr Weller saidwe were to let him know if...

..anything ever happened to him.

We always knewit was always on the cards.

- Bye.- Ta-ta.

Poor old Charlie.I was dreading something like this.

- He wasn't in good shape?- Chronic heart trouble.

HE CLICKS TONGUE

Do you know the next of kin?

Oh, yes. Martin, a nephew. He runsan insurance brokers in Ashfordly.

And, what about Peggy and Lottie?

Well, Peggy's husband died

a couple of years ago,leaving nothing but debt.

Charlie took them in, gave themsomewhere to live, gave them a job.

They're going to miss him. Bye.

Doctor says Charlieprobably dies of a heart attack.

Time of death between: and : p.m last night.

Since he was fully dressed,I assume he was going to bed.

There was no sign of a break-inand no disturbance in sight, either.

Mrs Turner thinks she may have hearda vehicle leave but can't be sure.

Right, you wrap up here, Bradley.

I'll tell Ventressto contact the next of kin.

I don't want you worrying aboutthe yard, Peggy,

'cause I'm promising youlike I promised Charlie,

that if something like thiswas ever to happen

we'd come over and help out.

Especially with this fellow.

Thank you, Claude.I knew I could rely on you.

Ah, Michael, feast your eyes.

Red Rover. He's gonna be awesome.

- Won races, has he?- Oh, yeah.

Charlie was getting him readyfor one next week.

We're gonna have a right touchat a right price.

MICHAEL:And what happens to this place now?

All depends on Charlie's nephew,doesn't it?

Lucky devil. Looks as if he's gonnainherit the lot.

And you and your daughter,Mrs Turner?

All we want is to seeMr Weller's wishes respected...

whatever that might happen to be.

Come on, come on. It's all right.

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

What can I do for you, Officer?

It's about your uncle,Mr Charles Weller.

Yes, what about him?

Well, it's not good news.

He's had a fall and...

I knew he'd come to some griefstuck out there on his own.

How bad?

I'm sorry, Mr. Weller.

He's dead.

- Hi, Samantha.- Hi, Gina.

Haven't seen you for ages.What can I get you?

Um, a G&T, thanks. And a wordwith Mr Blaketon if he's about.

What's this? Council business?

Partly. I'm workingwith the planning committee.

So what can I do for you,Ms Neilson?

It's more a questionof what I can do for you, Oscar.

A new will?

Yes, and it supersedeshis previous will.

When did this happen?

I drew this one up on your uncle'sinstructions a week ago.

Here are copies for each of you.

As you'll seefrom the main provisions,

Mrs Turner is Mr Weller'smain beneficiary.

No. This can't happen!

I'm sorry.Apart from a few minor bequests,

your uncle's propertygoes to Mrs Turner.

Mrs Turner and I have also beennamed executors of his estate.

What about me? I'm his nephew.

BELL TOLLS IN DISTANCE

You inherit some itemsof family interest.

I've heard about your support

for the proposednew industrial estate at Hele Bay.

Yes. Well, the Councilare all for it.

What would you say

if there were an even better sitecloser to Aidensfield?

HE CLICKS TONGUE

A site for a new industrial estateclose to Aidensfield...

..would go down well.

A real crowd-pleaser,I would have thought

as far as yourlocal constituents are concerned.

The question is,will you persuade your colleagues

to support an Aidensfield locationfor the scheme?

I'll certainly think about it.

Exactly what I'd hoped you'd say.

How much more of this manureyou want me to shift?

As much as you can find.And stick a bit of cow dung in it.

- Then give it a good hosing down.- Hose it down? Why?

To make it weigh heavier.

And by the way, from now on,it's not manure, it's fertilizer.

CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT

Hello, Greengrass.

Still up to your armpits in it,I see.

You still training losers?

I ride around in this.

You're the oneshoveling dung for a living.

We know what you're doing here,you know.

And if you think you're gettingyour hands on Red Rover,

you've got another think coming.

With Charlie six feet under,that's for Mrs Turner to say.

- Where can I find her?- Not here.

She's in the house.

Thank you, son.

Thank you, David!

Mouth before brain as usual.

Thought he was a friend of yours.

CAR STARTS

Who? Ray Walker?He's got no friends.

HANDBRAKE ENGAGES

- Mrs Turner?- What brings you here?

Before he died, God rest him...

Charlie and I discussed termsfor the sale of one of his horses.

- Red Rover?- Right.

I'm here to honour the bargain,take it off your hands.

As a favor to Charlie.

Charlie never asked for favours.Not from you, not from anybody.

But you can do me a favour.

Name it.

Clear off and don't come back.

Mrs Turner, you'd do betterhaving me as a friend than an enemy.

Are you threatening me?

I'd advise you to think seriouslyabout my offer, Mrs Turner.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

Mike. He's been asking for you.

I've got Martin Weller in my office.

He's most upsetabout that new will his uncle made.

I can't blame him for that,but what's it got to do with us?

He thinks his uncle was manipulatedinto making it.

And he doubts whetherthe circumstances

of Charlie Weller's deathwere accidental.

Well, how's he come by that?

In a nutshell, did his uncle fallor was he pushed?

Pushed?

- By who?- The main beneficiary of the will.

Mrs Turner.

You're claiming Mrs Turnerhad a relationship with your uncle?

It's common knowledge in our family.

The moment her husband died,she moved in on my uncle.

Why else would he pay all her debts

and install herinto the next-door cottage?

Your uncle passed over moneyto Mrs Turner?

Of course. He was a sick man.

I tried to get him into a place

where he'd receive propermedical care.

But Peggy wouldn't have it.

She wanted him under her control.

And now I know why.

Bernie, it's Claude.

I'm at Charlie Weller's stables.Can you get over here?

I've got a business propositionfor you.

It's in plant nourishment.

No. Plant as in roses and that.

It'll definitelybe to your advantage.

I might know.All right, mate. Ta-ta.

Were you aware that Mr Weller hadnamed you as his sole beneficiary?

No. Not till your wife told us.

Why do you thinkMr Weller left you his property?

I don't know.

Maybe he wanted itto go to someone who'd respect it,

not destroy it,as his nephew had in mind.

Destroy it? How?

He kept on at Charlieto sell it off.

He never gave him a minute's peace.

These questions,are they to do with Martin Weller?

Yes.

You see, he alleges

that you influenced Mr Wellerinto changing his will.

And possibly caused the accidentthat k*lled him.

Me?

k*ll Charlie?

He said that?

He also claims

you and Mr Wellerhad a relationship.

I looked after Charlie.It was my job.

And, yes,

we were friends.

I mean a personal relationship,Mrs Turner.

I know what you mean.

The answer is still no.

It's not me you should question.

It's Martin Weller

and why he's tellingthese wicked lies!

CUTLERIES CLANKING

Smells good.

You promised you wouldn't be late.

I know. I'm sorry, darling.

But there's days of work to be doneat Mr Weller's place.

Yeah, I know.I was out there myself today.

I had to ask Mrs Turnersome pretty tough questions.

Such as?

If she and Charlie Wellerhad a affair among others.

Well, I'm assuming she denied it.

Uh, emphatically.

What's going on, Mike?

Martin Wellerhas virtually accused her of m*rder.

I hear you've been talkingto the police about me!

I had to.

No hard feelings, Peggy.

But I have a right to expressmy concerns.

You'd do that to me and Lottie,

with Charlie not yet coldin his grave?

I always knewyou were an unfeeling young man.

How dare you?

We both know the truthabout you and my uncle, Peggy.

Why are you doing this?

Is it to set yourself upto fight the will?

Well, you'll never get your handson Charlie's property.

Not if I have a say in it!

Oh, no.

The fire officer saidparaffin was used.

As you can tell,it leaves a nasty smell.

- It was deliberate, then?- Looks like it.

Did you get a good lookat the intruder, Lottie?

No. It was darkand it all happened too fast.

The hay will cost a few bobto replace,

but the horses are all right.That's the main thing.

Can you think of anyonewho might want to harm you?

Martin Weller hates our guts.

- Yeah. Ray Walker.- Pardon?

- He's the one you want.- Who is he?

A know-nothing owner-trainer

who made his money out of dodgyconcrete houses and land deals.

Walker was here yesterday,wanting to buy Red Rover.

I sent him packing.

Rightly so. He's been wantingto get his hands on the Rover.

And if he can't have it,he'd rather see him dead.

I'll give you six to four

it's Walker'swho's responsible for this.

Claude, is there any chanceof you moving in for a while?

I'm feeling vulnerable.

Until the race, I'd feel much better

if someone was keeping an eyeon Red Rover.

Of course, I will. No problem.

- You know I can't pay you.- Don't worry about that.

Do you know where Mr Walker is?

Whoa, whoa! Easy, boy.

He doesn't like men in uniform.

Mr Walker?

- Try the office.- I have.

Must be at his building yard, then.

Well, he's not.I've just come from there.

- When did you last see him?- Yesterday evening.

Is there anything I should mention?If I see him first, like.

Ask him to drop byAshfordly Police Station.

It's quite important.

MUSIC: 'I love you Samantha'by Bing Crosby

Remember me, Samantha?

Oscar! What are you doing here?

Well, is that the best you can dofor a visiting councillor?

No, of course. Please sit down.

It's about the conversationwe had the other day.

I think I've got some good newsfor you, Samantha.

Oh, just what I like to hear.

Yes, I've had wordswith my colleagues on the Council,

and I thinkthey'll be more than happy

to have a new industrial estateclose to Aidensfield.

I'm about to recommendthe application

for outline planning permission.

So you know the location,and the name of the developers?

SHE LAUGHS Don't tempt me, Oscar.

You are an elected official,

and I'm a full-timeprofessional planner.

And a breach of confidencewould be...

PHONE RINGS ..professional su1c1de.

Excuse me. Samantha Neilson.

Who's it from?

No, I'll pick it up myself.

I've got to pick upa special delivery at reception.

Well, I can wait if you still thinkyou need my support.

Yes, of course. I won't be long.

I'm sorry about that.

Now... where were we?

Mr Weller should have got himselfa new accountant.

He didn't use one.

He was drawing out cashon a regular basis.

Fairly large sumsevery two months or so.

Any idea what it was for, Peggy?

No, none at all.

BERNIE: You dragged me all the wayhere to look at a pile of manure?

- Bernie, don't say out until--- I can't. I'm lost for words.

Here's the deal.

We package this in them bagsand we sell it on your forecourt.

What's in it for me?

Well, apart from a percentageon sales,

and the fact that you can usethe product,

when me and Peggy have a winner,we'll let you in on it.

- What about me?- Well, you? Oh...

I'm thinkingI'm gonna promote you, David.

You're going to beCollections Manager.

Well, I'd love to knowwhere all that cash went.

For the past two years,he drew out hefty cash sums.

Every few months.Regular as clockwork.

- Um, living expenses?- He paid for everything by cheque.

What?So there's absolutely no record

of where the money wentor for what for?

None.

I think you should talk to Peggy.

Charlie hated visiting banks.

She always cashed his chequesfor him.

Right. Thanks, Maggie.

"And how many staff does RockwellAssociates presently employ?"

Thank you.

Question F.

"Does your company intend to employmore staff in the future?"

Business must be picking up, then.

And this is the last question.

If I can read me own writing,that is.

"How does Rockwell Associatesestimate the commercial visib...

- "visib..."- Viability.

"viability of their proposed newindustrial estate at Aidensfield?"

Sorry?

Well, it's one of the questionson me survey.

Well, I don't know who put it there.

Oh, thank you, too!

What did they say?

He went sparewhen I mentioned Aidensfield.

And you knew it, didn't you?

Well, I just hopedit'd get a response.

What are you playing at?

I'm encouraging youto do your public duty.

That includes getting me to ring uppeople on false pretenses, does it?

Gina, you're a rate-payer.You're protecting your interests.

How was I doing that?

By helping me to track downthe whiff of council corruption.

Well, I've tried everywhere wherehe should be,

but still no Walker, Sarge.

What do we know about Walker?

He's a crooked builder, a thug,a bent trainer,

and we can't pin anything on him.

He seems dead keen to get his handson Charlie Weller's racehorse,

and he knows his wayaround the Weller farm.

We appear to be dealing withtwo separate crimes.

Walker might be the man we wantfor arson, but Mrs Turner...

I find it hard to believewe're dealing with m*rder.

Well, according to Jackie,

Charlie Weller had withdrawnsubstantial sums of money,

in cash, from his bank.

It was over what he neededfor living expenses.

And no-one knows why,or what became of it, Sarge.

Not even Mrs Turner?

Well, at first she claimednot to know anything about it.

But I've since learnedthat Peggy Turner lied.

She cashed every single oneof those cheques at the bank.

I haven't managed to sorthis clothes out yet.

- I am sorry, Peggy.- He was a good man.

No-one could have done betterby me and Lottie.

You won't mind if I leave youto do this room alone?

DOOR CLOSES

And don't forget,when you're galloping,

make sure you-- It looksas if he's doing his best.

Because I've put poundsin the saddle, all right?

Just in casethere are any nosey parkers.

I wouldn't trust that Ray Walkeras far as I could throw him,

and I'd like to.

HE STAMMERS Hey, isn't that--

Ain't that Charlie's nephewin that car?

Peggy ought to have himfor trespassing.

I'm glad you're on our side, Claude.

I'm on anybody's side but his.

Come on.Don't forget what I told you, love.

You again, Mr Bradley.

Could I have a word, please,Mrs Turner?

Come in.

You admit you cashed those chequesfor Mr Weller?

I don't deny it.

And did he tell you what it was for?

That was his business, not mine.

You withdrew substantial sums,in cash,

from Mr Weller's accountfor almost two years.

We need to know where it went,Mrs Turner.

I can't tell you what I don't know.

The allegations made against youby Martin Weller

could shape up into a m*rder charge.

Is that what you want?

Don't forget to take the lead out.All right, John.

The hay's arrived, Mr Greengrass.

Good old Arthur. Remind me to sendhim a few bags for his rhubarb.

I filled up Red Rover's hayrack.

Good lad.

Wasn't a bad gallop, was it?

What's this?

It's yew!

He's not eaten owt, has he?Get him out!

Come on, get him out, John!

RED ROVER NEIGHS

Of course, I'll have to checkyour statement.

Peggy? Are you there?

Look, look what I've just foundin Rover's hayrack.

- MICHAEL: What is it?- Yew tree cuttings!

They're deadly.Somebody's trying to poison him!

Well, it's not unusual to findsomething a bit nasty in a hay bale.

But that's not what's happened here.

- How can you be sure?- Use your eyes. It's fresh.

It's only been cut a few hours ago.

- When was the hayrack filled?- JOHN: Not long ago.

I filled that up just before

I went backto bagging up the rose food.

Red Rover didn't take in the poison.At least the vet thinks not.

- How could this happen?- Oh, it's obvious.

Somebody slipped inand bunged it in Rover's rack.

- In broad daylight?- Yeah.

And probably under the eyesof our uniformed friend here.

- We're working on it.- I'm sure you are.

Look, if you won't do owtabout Ray Walker,

it's about time your bossheard about it from me!

Jackie, sorry.With one thing and another here...

We need to talk, Peggy.

I found these upstairs.

Did you read them?

Enough to confirmthey weren't part of the inventory.

Then, you know about Charlie and me.

You and Charlie. Lottie and Charlie.

Why he paid you that moneyyou took out of the bank.

Lottie is his child, isn't she?

Yes.

Charlie and me fell in love.

We were both married.We knew it was wrong,

but neither one of us could changethe fact of it.

I got pregnant with Lottie.

I knew it were Charlie's...

but my husband didn't suspect,and Charlie's wife left him anyway.

And you never told Lottie about it?

How could I?

Lottie loved the manshe thought was her father.

When he died two years ago,Charlie did everything he could.

He found the cottage, the moneyI needed for Lottie's support.

Then Charlie died...

..naming me in his will.

He did that for Lottie.

For his daughter.

Your husband...

..will you tell him?

I must, Peggy.

And he'll have to informhis sergeant.

But, beyond that,it'll remain private.

You have my word on it.

I've not come here to be fobbed off.I want action!

We're as anxious as youto find Walker.

Yeah, looks like it, doesn't it?

You're nearly in charge, Craddock.Why aren't you looking for him?

No wonder that Ray Walker'sgiving you the run-around!

Taking my name in vain, Greengrass?

MICHAEL: Ah, just the man.We've been looking for you.

HE CHUCKLES I heard.

We wanted an accountof your whereabouts

over the last couple of days,Mr Walker.

Where do you think I've been?In a health resort?

I was in hospitalafter a car accident two days ago.

I see.

One other question. Did you visitCharlie Weller the night he died?

Visit Charlie?

He'd have had the -bore out ifI'd have shown up on his doorstep.

You got the wrong man.

Thank you, Mr Walker.

You're very welcome. Claude.

Yeah, well...

Thanks very much for tryingto stitch me up, Greengrass.

I'm sorry to hearabout your accident, Ray.

But it just goes to show youthe pins in the doll do work.

Have your little joke.

We'll see who laughs last

when you show upwith your nagger Wellingby.

Why don't you put your moneywhere your chatting gear is?

quid says my horse finishesbefore yours.

You're on!RAY LAUGHS

Well, if Walker isn't behindthe att*cks on the Weller place,

who else can it be?

There is another suspect.

Someone-- To quote Lottie Turner,

"who hates their guts."

Martin Weller.

I've been thinking about him

and the allegationsagainst Mrs Turner.

It could be connected to the will.

As though he is trying to discredither chances if he contests it.

Don't see a connection betweenthat and the att*cks on the property.

It only makes sense

if someone was trying to drivethe Turners off the place.

Something Martin Wellertried to do to his uncle.

You've come here to question me

about a fire and poisoningat my uncle's property?

Your feelings aboutthe Turner family are no secret.

A crime, is it?

To feel you've been cheatedout of your rightful inheritance?

All I need is an accountof your movements.

It's not me you should be hounding.

It's that Turner woman.

Or have you forgottenwho the victim is here?

The night of the fire...

I worked late, went home,cooked some food, and went to bed.

Is there anyone you knowwho can confirm this?

Yes. Me.

Obstructing the course of justiceis a chargeable offense, Mr Weller.

And how would you define failing toinvestigate the m*rder of my uncle?

An act of kindness?

What happened?

Someone's been whisperingabout the Aidensfield location.

Who? Not me, that's for sure.What if they find out?

Take it easy. No-one's blaming you.

Why did we have to meet here?

We can't risk being seen together,Martin.

I hate everything about this.

I just wantto be with you, Samantha.

We can't afford to be seen together.

Look, we stick to the plan, right?

Keep the pressure on Peggy Turner.

One last push should do it.

It's-- It's all happening too fast.

Any delay will ruin it for us.Offer Peggy whatever she wants.

Do whatever you canto get her off that property.

And when she's gone...

..it'll be just you and me.

Just the two of us, darling.

Sure you feel all rightusing Charlie's room?

Oh, yeah, love. It's no problem.

I think I'll probably have to buya toothbrush

in case I want to clean my teeth.CHUCKLES

And if you want any of Charlie'sclothes, they're all there.

You might as well have them

'cause I'll only be taking themto the jumble.

Thanks, Peg. I don't thinkI'll ever be able to fill his boots,

but I wouldn't mind wearingone of his caps.

When you go to the races,you should use Charlie's car.

I don't think they'll let yourold lorry in Owners And Trainers.

You're probably right.

CAR DOOR SHUTS

DOORBELL RINGS

Hello, Peggy.

What are you doing here?

I've come to make the peace.

You'd better come in, then.

Would you mindif I had a private word with Peggy?

- Strictly family business.- I'll be upstairs, Peggy.

This place wasn't rightfor my uncle.

Nor is it for you, Peggy.

Why are you here?

I'm offering you a way out.

Enough money for you, Lottie,the horses, the lot...

To buy a place of your own choosing.

Somewhere ideal for you to do...

..oh, well,whatever it is you want to do here.

You have thatkind of money to spend?

I have a partner willingto help finance it.

The same offer you made your uncle.

I just want this thing settled,Peggy.

What happens if I say no?

Firstly, I contest the will,making public all I know.

It won't be pleasant.

Certainly not for Lottie.

You leave my daughter out of this!

Does she know about youand my uncle?

Or the real reasonwhy my uncle's wife left him?

How do you think Lottie will copewith hearing that little number?

I'll give you a dayto accept my offer.

If I don't hear from you...

I'll be backto have a chat with Lottie.

Don't bother to show me out.

Jackie!

Jackie!

Is this owt to dowith what you're doing?

Where did you find this?

In one of Charlie's jacket pockets.

Well, thanks for that, Claude.

PEGGY SOBS

Oh, Oscar,that friend of yours called back.

- The one from London, Mr Blinston.- Roger? Did he leave a message?

Yeah.The results from Companies' House.

- Oh, thanks.- He's a copper, isn't he?

He's an ex-police sergeant like me,as it happens. How did you know?

He talked exactly like you.

OSCAR CHUCKLES Who are they?

The owners of Rockwell Associates.

You know,that company I got you to phone up.

Morning, Oscar. Gina.

We'd like to pick your brains.

Oh, right, then. Well, be my guest.

As part of your workon the planning committee,

are you aware of any possible

large-scale developmentsaround here?

Well, let's hear whatyou've got to say first.

This is a legal contract,

an option to buythe Weller farmhouse and lands.

- It's not signed.- But it is dated.

HE CHUCKLES Rockwell Associates.

- You know them?- Oh, aye.

If a deal like this went through,how much money would it fetch?

Well, with planning permissionhow high can you count?

Hang on a minute. That's weird.

What is?

Mr and Mrs Handley,the two people who own the company,

I know one of them. So do you.

It's Samantha Neilson.

Only she never usesher married name.

So Samantha uses her influentialposition on the Council

to get planning permissionfor the Weller property.

Meanwhile, she and her husbandare selling it off

to property developers for millions.

OSCAR SIGHS I'm going to enjoy this.

How much more is there?

About quid's worth.

It smells dreadful.

Well, it usually does.

The bags are leaking.

Don't talk daft.It's condensation, that.

I'm not keen on all this muckon my forecourt.

What are you worried about?

You know what they say.Where there's muck, there's money!

So you deny having anything to do

with the attempted poisoningof Mrs Turner's horse?

Absolutely.

And the firing of the hay barn?Caused by paraffin,

of which an empty containerwas found in your garage.

Of course.

And, presumably, you deny visitingyour uncle on the night he died?

I've said all I'm going to say.

Are you noting all this down,Bradley?

- Yes, Sarge.- Excellent.

Now, let's turn our attention tothe matter of your uncle's m*rder.

Come on, then.

We know you took this to your uncleon the night he died. It's dated.

What happened? He refused to sign?

Did you k*ll him becausehe stood between you and the fortune

you hoped to makeby selling his property?

No, that's not true.

- This document proves it.- I didn't k*ll him.

- But you were there that night?- Yes.

He said he'd sign it. He promised.

But when I took it over, he refused.

- We had a blazing row, and...- You k*lled him.

No.

He was alive when I left.

I swear it.

Look, all I wanted was for my uncleto be living in a place

where he'd be well looked after.

Are you sure it wasn'tto gain control of his property

and sell it for a fortune?

That wasn't my idea.

- You must believe me.- Whose idea was it, Mr Weller?

- Samantha Neilson's?- Yes.

When Charlie died,it wasn't a problem anymore.

I stood to inherit, didn't I?

Except...

..he changed his will.

How could he do that to me?

Samantha told methat we should start again.

- Put pressure on Peggy.- Pressure?

Such as false allegations of m*rder?

Arson? Even poisoning a racehorse?

With the horse dead,

there's no way Peggywouldn't have stayed on.

She wouldn't have lost out.

I offered to relocate her.

This dealwas a once in a lifetime chance

for me and Samanthato make a future together.

Samantha Neilson deniesany involvement in this.

Oh, that's not true.

RAYMOND: She claimsyou had an obsession about her,

that you tried to impress herwith wild schemes for making money

from the sell of the property.- You're lying.

Samantha and I are in lovewith each other.

We planned to get marriedafter the deal went through.

Oh. That will come as newsto her husband.

Oh, you didn't know she was married?It is true.

And happily, according to them.

MICHAEL:They both own Rockwell Associates.

You know, the company namedin this option agreement.

And would stood to benefit mostfrom the deal.

She's played you for a sucker,Martin.

SHOUTS OF ENCOURAGEMENTMAN COMMENTING OVER THE PA

- Oh, what a shame.- I hope he doesn't miss it.

Where did you pinch the outfit,Greengrass?

I didn't. And even if I did,it's got nowt to do with you.

Don't forget to bring your moneyright after the race, Claude.

And pigs might, Raymond!

Get your Red Roverpremium grade rose food here!

Get your rose food here.

A bob a bag...

..while stocks last!

That's diabolical, is that smell.

- You shouldn't be selling...- I'm sick of this!

Don't blame me, see him!

- Absolutely disgusting.- If you don't like it,

go and see someone about it!

Lovely bags of rose food!

Bob a bag!

Poor Martin.He wasn't very bright, you know.

While you're too clever by half.

They won't find anythingto incriminate me in my office.

Oh, I know.

Sergeant Craddock's beenthrough it with a fine-tooth comb.

Thank you for arrangingmy invitation here.

- I'll return the favour one day.- But not as a Council employee.

You just committed--What did you call it?

Professional su1c1de.And as for your husband's company,

just think of the fun the presswill have exposing that, Samantha.

So, Charlie's death was an accidentafter all.

His row with Martinmust've brought on a heart attack.

Well, somebody ought to tell Peggy.

Well, my shift finishedhalf an hour ago, Sarge.

Yes. Off to the races with you,Bradley.

Oh, and, Bradley...

..one pound on Red Rover for me.

- On the nose.- Right, Sarge.

Where's Mike?

He said he'd be here.

He'd better hurry.They're going down to the start.

Oh! What kept you?

I'll tell you in a minute.I've just got to put a bet on.

- Oh, there's Red Rover!- Where?

TANNOY: 'Red Rover, blue shirt.Bellingham Boy, pink.'

Okay, line up!

Under orders! Go!

'...and they're off.

'As they break away, it's Red Roverfollowed by Bellingham Boy,

'Russian Queen, and Urchin.

'And as they approachthe first fence,

'it's Red Rover and Bellingham Boyjumped together.

'And all the same thing over,the center field isn't going well.'

It's him there, mate.

The smellis putting my customers off!

Get him out of here!

'As they approach the final fence,it's Red Rover and Bellingham Boy

'as they're challenged by Urchin.

'They approach the final fence now.

'And it's Bellingham Boyand Red Rover!

'Red Rover is in the lead!'

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'Nothing between the two!

'Red Rover and Bellingham Boy!A magnificent win from Red Rover!'

Thank you, Mr Walker!CLAUDE LAUGHS

Just the !

I don't need a tip.

Next time, Greengrass!

Look at that.Hey, the drinks are on me.

Well, some of them.

ALL LAUGH

Mr. Greengrass!

The officers sayyou've got to help me shift it!

- Yeah...- Hey, not this way.

That way!

Go on. Go on, Claude.

JACKIE LAUGHS