06x12 - Thanks to Alfred

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Heartbeat, why do you miss
when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?

Good day sunshine, good day
sunshine, good day sunshine

I need to laugh,
and when the sun is

out I've got something
I can laugh about

I'm so good, in a special way
I'm in love and it's a sunny day

Good day sunshine, good day
sunshine, good day sunshine

We take a walk, sun is shining down I
burn my feet as they touch the ground

Good day sunshine, good day
sunshine, good day sunshine

I need to laugh,
and when the sun is

out I've got something
I can laugh about

I'm in love and it's a sunny day

Good day sunshine, good day
sunshine, good day sunshine

I need to laugh, and when
the sun is out

You should have slept on.

I'm fine.

No you're not.
You were tossing and turning all night.

Oh don't fuss.

I 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 him but

I thought we'd agreed once you'd
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.

On a streetcar or in the cafe All
of the evening and most of the day

My mind is in a maze, what can I do?

Is that wonderful picture of
you That wonderful picture of you

I must wear the 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've come back

and the notice board is
covered with fly posters.

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 shelled.

Ashfordly Police Station
will not be closing down.

Which means, Ventress, that you
will not be taking early retirement.

Oh.

You're both still serving police officers.

Though sometimes that's hard to tell.

Which brings me back
to that debacle outside.

I didn't see anybody fly-posting, 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... I was fond
of the grapple game, Sarge.

Oh.

An aficionado, are we, Ventress?

Well, er... Mrs Ventress
and I share an interest, yes.

Well, you can take some more interest

and scrape that lot off
the notice board outside.

Now!

What do you mean, no charges?

I don't want trouble.

Well, you've already got trouble.

Is Tony Phillips known to you?

Mrs Phillips.

Finally showed her face, have we?

Oh, go home, Tony. You're drunk.

There's something 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.

And like I said, don't
press charges, please.

I could have you up on
two counts at the moment.

Drunk and disorderly and malicious damage.

You step out of line again,
you're being caught, all right?

And 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, lad.

All right.

Here's a quid short.

What about the rent for the barn?

I've already laid that out.

Here.

That square there for the posters.

You won't have to wait for the
rest till I get the ticket money.

All right.

So is that right, then?

Is what right, then?

That no-one's ever got his mask off.

Well, many have tried,
lass, and many will try again.

Nobody beats the Marvel.

I can't wait to see him.

It's all I can if you ask me.

Well, I'll put your name
down, then, shall I?

We're looking for challenges.

If I were a bit younger, I'd take him on.

So do you promote anything else, Mr Starr?

Ah, 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.

Hey, well, favours tend to cost money.

Well, one of the lads is gonna
need a bed for a few nights.

Is he?

Well, get me another
scotch and come in the office.

Cheers, Keith.

Sir.

For two years I've been working here
and never a crossword with anyone.

And now look at them.

They'll get used to the idea.
They'll come round.

It's like I got the plague.

Can I have your attention
a minute, everybody?

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 gonna be a free bar.

Well, come on, everybody.

I want you to drink our health.

Health?

Brought him round nice and early,
Claude, so he can get settled in.

Come on, Marv.

Hey, hey, hey, hang on a minute.

What? Come on.
I mean, I can't put him in a B&B, can I?

I know that, but you said
he'd be one of the lads.

Well, that's what he is.

I know, but look, he's
frightening my dog to death.

Now, shut up. Get inside.

Tony, please. I just want to talk it over.

I'm telling you, you
should have talked

before, not just
walked out like that.

You've gone. You've left us.

It's not all my fault, you know.

It's you that's got to shut
up with someone else.

Here's one for you, Nick.

Yeah, I'm a bit busy, Al.

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.

You have to be precise, Nick. No marks.

Um, Deer Act, .

It's an offence to
take or willfully k*ll

certain deer during
the closed 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 what have him?

You mean you'd exercise your power
of arrest under Section of the Act?

You've got to say that
in a test, not I'd have him.

Well, thanks, Alf. I'll bear that in mind.

Right. Now, you see
Greengrass driving

down the road on a
tractor with a trailer.

And the trailer's got no Springs, no
number plate, and it's loaded with two

tonnes 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.

Ah. 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.

Hey, come on, son. Now, pack it in.

Claude, can't you shut him up?

You can't blame Alfred. Look at
Quasimodo there going about decked out like

that, morning, noon and night.

I mean, does he have to
wear that mask in the house?

Well, I suppose he could
take it off now, would he?

We are amongst friends, I suppose.

I wouldn't count on it.

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 mourn.

Shut up. He's taking it off.

There's only one thing
we want to talk about, Mum.

Me and Vicky want you to come home.

Look, 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 stopped

seeing you? That I can't
go around anymore?

Look, whatever's happened between
me and your dad, look, whatever's gone

wrong, you're still my kids and I love you.

Stanley!

Vicky, please!

Well, now look what you've done.

It's been going on for half an hour.

Are you Mrs Fowles?

I made the call and live next door.

Why?

Oh, are you alright, Vicky?

Come on, love, we can sort this out.

Leave off, will you, please?

Stop!

Will you leave off?

Tony, please!

I'll get off.

Let him go, Mrs Fowles.

Tony!

Don't push it. I warned you yesterday.

Jim, please, stop him!

I think you'd better go.

Come on, love.

Is 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.

How can I help you?

Do you know this challenge?

Is it open to anyone?

Yeah, of 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 it prize money.

You need it to buy your bandages.

Put your name down, then, shall I?

Yeah, yeah.

Fair brother, 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'd 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 them 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.

I tell you what, Claude, Hermit and
Hermit should have had a job getting a

bigger crowd than that.

Oh, are we going to clean up around here?

What are you doing? Come here.

What are you doing? Come here.

What are you doing?

Let go. Come here.

Come here. Get off.

Come on.

What do you think you're doing?

Come on. Go and lay down.

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.

Oh, yeah?

Well, go on then. Seven vehicles.

Fire, police, ambulance, blood
transfusion, mine rescue, b*mb disposal.

There's more. You'll 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,

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 realise that
you haven't taken

your girlfriend out
for a meal for ages.

Detail your action.

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.

It's not nice, is it?

No.

So, how do you say you got this?

Alfred bit him, did he, Claude?

It wasn't his fault, though, was it?
Have you provoked?

Well, we'll need
to run some tests to

be certain, but it
could be septica emia.

What's that when he'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
straight away and a week's rest.

A week?

Sure starts tomorrow night.

Can you keep back, please?

Delta Alpha Two Four to Control.

Control, go ahead, Nick.

Al?

There's a possible hit and
run on the Manningby Road.

The victim's Sylvia Phillips.

What's going on?

Sylvia Phillips case.

The hit and run?

No, the m*rder 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
welcome where she was going.

And where was that?

Our Sylvia had 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 toward his mother, sir.

Well, that was some of
his handiwork, wasn't it?

Yes, sir.

Tighten it.

Nick, hold it, boy.

Tickets are selling like hotcakes.

Well, as soon as you're
getting a bit of cash in,

do you think you can
settle up for the rent?

I'm not paying you a penny if I haven't
got a show to put on tomorrow night.

What do you think of
all the other wrestlers?

They're only the warm-up act.

Can't you get them to
make it last a bit longer?

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.

Like what?

I don't know.

Ferret racing.

It's not funny, Claude.

These folk are paying good
money to see the masked marvel.

And thanks to this vicious
little fleabag, I'm out of action.

I need a drink. In your pain.

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, then she
went over to her friends'.

Since her mother left, she doesn't
like 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.

Right, sir. Penchies, get on to it.

Excuse me, sir. This is Douglas Ripley.

Sylvia Phillips was on his bus last night.

He could have been one of
the last people to see her alive.

Whatever the thing is, if
you let Gina do the work,

then you can put your wrestlers on after.

She's got a cracking
voice, doesn't she, George?

Oh, it sings like a bird.

She's great.
She'd have a meeting out with her aunt.

She's got her own backing
band and all, doesn't she, Gina?

What?

I'm saying, you've got
your own backing band?

I get a few of the lads together.

So am I on, then?

Sport is better than ferret racing.

Ferret racing?

Don't let it worry you a word.

I still haven't got a chop 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 here?

About nine.

Did you see her go into her house?

No, I'd driven off by then.

But she was heading in that direction.

Sir. Excuse me.

Mr Harris saw Sylvia go into the house.

He had a row start up shortly afterwards.

And where does he live?

Just there.
He said they were screaming at each other.

Stroll to Delta Alpha - .

Delta Alpha - receiving. Go ahead, Alf.

I've got news for you on Tony Phillips.

He was arrested
for being drunk and

disorderly and whipped
me 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 will soon sort him out. He'll
just have a bit of a limp, that's all.

Look, 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'll 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.

Well, bus driver said he dropped
her off on the corner about . pm.

Well, she never came here.

Well, 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 is identified as yours and

your wife's.

I'm telling you, you've got it wrong.

Mrs Daly from next
door heard raised

voices as well. Same
story as Mr Harris.

A round that went on and on
until all of a sudden it stopped.

Only Mrs Daly reckoned
she heard three voices.

OK.

OK.

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 k*lled her.

I k*lled Sylvia.

Hmm.

They're about the same height, aren't they?

Same build.

Hang on, with the mask on.
Put your mask on, Ken.

Look at that. Looks like a pair of
bookends his own mother won't know him.

By heck.

It just might work.

Just might work, what did I tell you?

What might work?

Look, 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?

Well, no.
I mean, he can soon learn, can't he?

What are you talking about?

It takes years of training
to become a wrestler.

Look, Marv, if
somebody don't go in that

ring tomorrow night,
we're all out of a job.

You've got hours.

Oh, there'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.

It's right 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 Vicky 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 have made it

look like an accident.

For the kids' sake.

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, er, drove her out of 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 Superintendent
What's-his-name

wrapped that one
up in record time.

Will he write you a good recommendation?

I don't know.

I think he might have jumped the g*n a bit.

Why?

Well, there's something a
bit odd about Jim Phillips.

I think he was making
it up as he went along.

Well, he was probably in shock, wasn't he?

What did the super think?

Well, 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?

Don't be afraid. Go on, get in.

That's it. You've got it. Go on.

Come on, Ken.

Show him what you've got.

Come on, you're not ballet dancers.

That's it, Ken. You've got it. Go on, Ken.

Get in.

Get in your underpants.

Get in.

Don't. Don't let him in.

Morning, Sarge.

Well, you're an early bird, Rowan.

Has that forensic report on Jim
Phillips' car come in yet, Sarge?

Oh, I see it somewhere.

It 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,

but he couldn't have.
It's clean as a whistle.

Come on, Ken. Oh, not again.

Ken, get... Good, good.

That's it. That's it, Ken. You've got him.

Go on. Get him over.

Don't let him do that.

Turn him round.

Yes!

Yes!

I tell you, just a matter of time.

Right, now we've got this sorted
out, how about me quid 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.

I still think there's a few
unanswered questions, sir.

Such as?

Were the council working 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, sir.

I've read the report, Sergeant.

Phillips must have cleaned
out the boot after he dumped her.

There's also Mrs Daly, sir.

She said she heard
a third voice that night.

And you reckon 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 m*rder*r on the loose.

Isn't that worth further investigation?

The case is closed, Sergeant.

Rowan! Get your leg up!

Ask him, Rowan! Ask him!

Go on, you!
You changed your tune, haven't you?

He's not bad for a rugby player, is he?

Oh, he's a little fine, Claude.

He's a little fine.

And he's ten years
younger than the other one.

Hey, now, then! Who's a star?

Wasn't he brilliant, Claude?

What are you talking about?
You weren't so bad yourself.

Wait till tomorrow night.
I'm going to ask Mr Stark.

Can I stay on for a bit longer?

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 Daly?

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.

Well, 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.

I know, but I can't see your pal the
Marvel taking two candidates to it.

Well, maybe not.
Look at it from my point of view.

How do you mean?

Well, nobody spotted that
we switched men, did they?

Well, no.

Right. Which means in a few years'
time, I can do the same trick again,

when Ken gets a bit long in the tooth.

Preventing his god and the left.

Jim said he was alone
in the house with Sylvia.

But Mrs Daly next door is positive
she heard another woman's voice, too.

Could somebody already have been there?

It's possible.

But I think Jim's lying,
covering up for someone.

Who?

Well, the only person
I can think of is Vicky.

So you think Vicky 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.

That Jim story doesn't hold up.

We're only going to get the real story
from whoever was with him that night.

Well, I suppose there's no harm in
checking out exactly where Vicky 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.

You can't do this to me, sir!

It's not fair!

You made your fortune out of me!

You can't get rid of me just like that!

You're in there!

No.

Sarge, I've checked
Vicky's statement and

she was with Karen
Sykes at East Oak 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. We've given
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.

All right, all right. I used to be the
Masked Marvel. And I still would have

been if it hadn't been for that dog.

Let me get this 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, Vicky's been through enough already.

Now, Vicky, you were at a friend's
house the night your mother was k*lled,

is that right?

But only for an hour or so.
Where did you go after that?

I was at a friend's house.

Where did you go after that?

I went for a walk.

By yourself?

Where did you go?

I don't remember.

Well, what time did you get home?

I'm not sure. It was quite late.

And 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.

I hope I'll never see her again.

Look, surely that's enough, Constable.
She's answered your questions.

It's alright, love. It's alright.

Here 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 the 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. Do you mean to
say we pay good money to see a fake?

Yep. I hear Greengrass
and Mr Starr talking about it.

Apparently, Ken's only got the job
as long as he's the right side of .

It's not right.

We think there was
someone else besides

Jim and Sylvia in
the house that night.

Did she have a close friend
who might have been there?

No, Marvin. Think of.

Does this mean you don't think Jim did it?

I'm not saying that.

Well, I am. He wouldn't have k*lled 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 him.

I told Ken Fairbrother everything I know.

Well, you must have one
or two tricks up your sleeve.

What do you want of him?

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.

He might think I k*lled 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
he 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 k*ll her?

Baby don't leave me Oh please
don't leave me All by myself

I've got this burning, burning, yearning
feeling inside me Oh deep inside me

And it hurts so bad
You came into my heart.

So tenderly With
that burning love

That stings like a bee
Now that I surrender

So helplessly You now wanna
leave Oh do you wanna leave me?

Oh baby, baby, baby.

We're getting on a long girl
Well I'm inclined to agree with you.

But if we're going
to prove Jim didn't k*ll

her, what we need is
some hard evidence.

Do we know what he and
his wife were rowing about?

Well we've only got
Jim's version of events.

His statement
doesn't stand up at all

now we know she was
going home for good.

Are we sure they were rowing?
How many witnesses have you got?

Well Mr Harris and Mrs Daly.

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.

Vicky's gone back home.

Yeah I know that Mrs Fowles.

Oh?

You should have come to see this time.

Oh?

About the night Sylvia
came home to see her family.

The night she died.

Well 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 around.

On your own?

Yeah.

What's all this then?

Ann told me you've
been pestering Vicky,

now you're badgering
the neighbours.

I've told you what happened, it's
got nothing to do with anyone else.

Would you have any
objection to forensics

taking a look at your
car Mrs Fow les?

Why?

Just routine.

Just leave us alone will you?

Oh Jeff.

I'll deal with this Ann.

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?

But it never worked.

I take it that was the night
she finally realised why.

My Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen.

And now the finale of this
extraordinary extravaganza.

The moment you've all been waiting for.

The Esquonder 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.

Jesus, Jesus.

What's the Marvel doing here?

Guilty conscience have you Claude?

I can't afford a conscience,
I've got quid at stake.

Is there anybody here?

Mad enough, brainy enough.

We can get him to go.

Crazy enough to climb into this
ring with this mountain of a girl.

Too late Claude.

Oh, where are you going?

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...

But they've been
together for years.

Must have seemed
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 sack.

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 have k*lled 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 k*ll 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 to the village.

You know the rest.

Get your old job back.

I'll double your wages.

Oh, don't do this to me, Mark.

So as far as your friends were concerned,

Sylvia was the one who caused
the marriage to break down?

Yeah.

Did anyone know about you and Mrs Fowles?

We were always very discreet.

I thought because
Sylvia went off with Mike,

nobody would blame me if Anna
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 alright for everybody.

Why did you say that you k*lled your wife?

I thought it would be
better if I took the blame.

Why?

I thought it would be
considered a crime of passion.

That I 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 Vicky I feel sorry for.

It's like they've lost both parents now.

It's going to take them a long
time to come to terms with it all.

Blaketon should have bought you these.

He must be pleased that
you scored one over CID.

Cheers, Alf. He even approves
of me taking my sergeant's exam.

Well, you'd better get
on with your revision then.

No, not tonight, Alf.

-Pine, please. -Oh, I'm old.

So, putting the mask on
again tomorrow, are we then?

Nope.

Well, I thought that
Starr was having it back.

I turned him down.

Excuse me, he seems to know a lot about it.

Did you have police assistance?

I mean, were you to put up with him?

I mean, were you to put up jobs?

Put up jobs about right, Claude.

Trading under false pretenses for a start.

Well, not to do with me.

Well, tonight was the first time in
ten years I've wrestled out a mask.

It felt great.

So, what are you going to do?

I'm going to 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.

It hadn't been for him
you'd still be wearing a mask.

That's true.

Well, he's very partial to a bag of crisps.

And since I'm his trainer,
I'll have a large scotch.

Heartbeat, why do you miss
when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a
love kiss stay in my memory?