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

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

I wish I had some leave with you.

I'm only taking it because Craddock doesn't want to play me the overtime.

What are you going to do with it?

I don't know.

What about the seaside?

Saltburn. Oh, come on, Phil. What would I do there?

Stroll around.

Go to the pub.

Tish, I once scored 33 mackerel in a day at Saltburn. Oh, yeah?

What did you do with them?

Well, I ate one.

Another 32 went off.

Well done.

What is it? It's my sister.

She's been attacked.

Where? Elwood Grange. I couldn't even ring for help.

Come on, get in.

We're arriving at the house now.

Stay close to her.

Hello?

You see anyone?

I'm afraid not.

How is she?

She's taken quite a knock.

She must have disturbed somebody on the landing. It's a right mess up there.

Must have been a struggle when she got thrown downstairs.

She'll be all right, won't she?

We'll do everything we can.

Can you think of three French cheeses, Oscar?

Why would I want to think about French cheese?

Camembert. That's one.

Port Salou.

I just don't know.

S -A -L.

You're not putting this on the menu, I hope?

It's a competition.

Win a weekend for two in Paris.

Paris? What do you want to go to Paris for?

Really fancy, wouldn't you?

No. Why not?

To start, is it full of Frenchmen? Oh, and what's wrong with Frenchmen? What's

right with them?

They wear berets, they eat garlic, and they spit all over the floor. Three of

the worst habits imaginable. I take it you've been there. Certainly not. If God

intended me to go to France, he wouldn't have created the English channel.

Oh, honestly, this place.

Gorgonzola. That's Italian.

He hasn't been anyone either.

He's pretty well, eh?

Got the gyrox in Walkman's farm.

What about Lenny Wardle?

Well, he lives over the road in the woods.

Well, we'd better pay him a visit then.

I'm sure they're doing everything they possibly can.

You didn't give us your name earlier.

Rachel Palmer.

Is there anyone we can contact for you, Rachel?

Marianne's husband, David Fuller.

I've no idea where he'll be.

He works away from home, does he? Well, he's in antiques. He travels all over.

Well, I think Marianne said something about him going to an auction yesterday.

It's all right.

We'll contact him.

That man must have been in the house when I found her.

So there was no sign of anyone when you first got there?

No.

Um, I know this is difficult, but can you remember what time it was?

Well, soon after half past five, I suppose.

Uh, can I just quote a little quote? It doesn't look too good, I'm afraid.

You can come in and see her for a moment.

The x -ray has confirmed she has fractured skull.

Well, that's not so bad, is it?

Well, it really depends.

On what?

On how serious the damage is.

Is there nothing that can be done?

For the moment, it will just have to wait and see.

She'll be given every possible care.

They'll move her into a sideboard where they can monitor more closely.

I'm sorry.

I just wish it had been me.

Hello?

Phil?

What is it?

I'd say it looks like good, wouldn't you?

Lenny!

Lenny!

Lenny!

I think we ought to have a chat.

Don't you?

You've got a thirst tonight, Oscar.

Well, I'm just doing my bit. Help keep you afloat.

What do you mean by that?

Well, your take is it must be well done with Greengrass away.

Claude? Away? Where?

Appleby Hall.

What's he doing there?

I've no idea, but whatever it is, let's just be grateful he's not doing it here.

Useful, Maggie?

Yes, indeed, Tina.

Do we own the thing?

I haven't seen him.

Oh, I'm supposed to be meeting him here. Must be working late.

Don't suppose you can think of three French cheeses?

I'm not sure why.

I'm trying to win a weekend in Paris.

We've got Camembert and Port Salou.

Oh,

what about Brie?

Oh, yeah.

That's the white gooey stuff with the skin.

That's the one.

I'll just leave the slogan then.

I want to go to Paris because...

French men are the sexiest in the world.

Isn't it so? Oh, second to doctor, she means, Neil.

I'm telling you, I never go near the place.

You've lived no more than half a mile from the Grinch for years, Lenny.

Do you really expect her to believe that?

Where were you at half -past five this evening?

Home.

Doing what?

But it's green cleaning, perhaps?

Throwing on some old clothes?

Told you, they weren't mine.

Oh, you just found them lying around in the woods?

I didn't find them.

Somebody else must have put them in that braille there. Oh, come off it, Lenny.

I never hurt no one.

Then why did you run away?

I never went to that house. I never hurt anybody.

I didn't.

Mr. Fuller?

Yes, what's going on?

P .C. Bellamy, Ashfordly Police.

There's been an accident.

I'm afraid your wife's been taken to hospital.

I would like to go to Paris for its unrivaled food cuisine.

Oh, they're boring.

Well, maybe I should just put the truth.

Which is?

I want to go to Paris because all the good -looking blokes in Aidensfield are

either not available or they're not interested.

Oh, Gina, that's not true.

Anyway, what's the point?

No, my, look, I'll never win, will I?

It's really fed up, isn't she?

Look, it's her birthday on Saturday.

Maybe we should do something special to cheer her up. Oh, good idea, but what?

Or maybe some kind of special night with a theme.

I used to do them in Sidmouth.

Greek night, Italian night, Spanish night.

Well, let's have a French night.

I forgot to get Gina over to Paris. Let's bring a bit of Paris over to Gina.

We spoke to Mr Fuller, Lenny.

You worked with the Fuller's house.

Gardening, odd jobs.

So you lied about never going near the Grange.

Mr Fuller sacked you, didn't he?

He thought you were unreliable.

I wasn't unreliable.

So you decided to get your own back.

You thought you'd sneak back there and steal something.

I never took nothing.

So you were there.

And Mrs Fuller caught you.

There was a struggle and you pushed her down the stairs.

No, it wasn't like that.

And you took your chance and stole a piece of Mrs Fuller's jewellery. The

you really like, her gold locket. I never took it. I never took a locket. I

didn't.

Well, tell us what happened then.

Mrs Fuller asked me to go there.

Why would she do that?

I met her in the village. She said she was sorry her husband stopped me working

there.

She said if I called when he wasn't about, she could find me some work.

So I did.

I went this afternoon.

Found her like that.

Like what?

Lying covered in blood.

Didn't know what to do.

I was going to carry her to the sofa, make her more comfortable while I got

help.

Then I heard a car door and I thought it was him.

Mr Fuller.

So I panicked.

Ran for it.

You're really expectant to believe that.

I know I shouldn't have ran, I know that.

But I wouldn't hurt her.

I couldn't.

I liked her.

Seems she's lost consciousness again.

That's all they'd say.

No, but I thought they said she was coming round.

There's been a problem with her breathing. Just try and keep calm.

How can I? Why can't I see her?

Rachel, I think it's best this way.

But she's my sister. Rachel, please.

I'm sorry.

No.

Rachel.

What happened?

She's dead.

Mary Ann's dead.

No.

She can't be.

Can I see her?

This is Detective Inspector Randall. He'll be in charge of the Marianne

investigation.

Afternoon, lads. Sir. Sir.

So, what have we got?

Well, it'll take us a few days before we know whether the blood on Lenny

Wardle's clothing is the same group as Marianne Fuller's.

Well, it doesn't give us much to go on, does it, sir?

I mean, he's admitted he tried to move her.

And you've searched his place for the missing piece of jewellery?

Yeah, been up there this morning, sir.

No sign of it.

Hmm. What's your feeling, Sergeant?

Well, if he's telling the truth, he hasn't been very convincing so far.

Unconvincing he may be, but I agree with the constable. There's nothing definite

on him.

What about the husband?

Well, he said he'd been at an auction.

We have no chance to question him again.

Bradley, see to it.

In the meantime, I don't seem to have any choice but to bail Lenny Wardle.

Couldn't wait for an engineer, then. They told me it could be Dave. I need

phone. I'm sure you do.

There are arrangements to make for Marianne. A lot of others too now, I

What are you talking about?

You're free now, David. You can do as you like. Oh, for goodness sake, Rachel.

Don't start.

But then you've pretty much always done as you liked anyway, haven't you, David?

How can you? The day after she died.

How can I what?

Can't you, for decency's sake, leave it for just one day?

You think you deserve to be left alone, do you?

Good afternoon.

Can I have a quick word, Mr. Full?

It's all right. I'm just going.

See you later.

I haven't got long.

Come in.

I have to see the coroner's officer, the funeral directors, as well as make some

business calls.

I understand.

I just wanted to confirm your whereabouts yesterday afternoon.

I've already explained I was in an auction at a farm out near Thirsk. Why

want to know?

Oh, purely a matter of routine, Mr. Fuller.

I thought you'd got Lenny Wardle.

We are questioning him.

Then why pass to me?

You surely don't think I could have been responsible?

Well, as I said, it's purely a matter of routine.

You were at the auction all day.

This is the auctioneer's catalogue and, uh,

my receipts.

I only bought a few pieces. They're still in the back of my car.

Looks fine.

Well, thank you for your help.

We may need to talk further, but I'll let you know.

I'm very sorry about your loss, Mr. Fuller.

Thank you.

Everybody's got to have their day And don't you know that Everybody's got to

love somebody sometime Everybody's got to win a heart

Everybody's got to love somebody sometime When you do, I hope you

never part I just came to see if you were all right.

Come in.

Thanks.

You didn't give me your name.

Mike.

I just made some tea. Do you want some?

Yeah, yeah, that'd be lovely. Thanks.

You

do

this for a living?

Yeah. I sell through galleries in London.

Sugar?

No, thanks.

It's much easier, mind you, when Marianne had hers.

Thanks.

Both from London as well, eh? Yeah.

Then a couple of years ago, she met David. Please, sit down.

Marianne fell in love.

We persuaded her to move up here.

He seemed a bit upset with you.

My fault.

I was pressing him to decide about funeral arrangements.

Are there any other pressures in his life that you know of?

Work, money?

Marianne did imply he had some financial problems.

But I didn't like to pry.

I knew how happy she was.

It's what really counts, isn't it?

Look, I never had the chance to thank you for being so supportive

at the hospital.

Well, that's no need.

Yes, there is.

I've always imagined policemen to be...

insensitive in those situations, but you were... the opposite.

Well, if you're all right, I'd best be going.

Oh, well, yeah.

I suppose you must be busy.

But thanks for calling.

That's all right.

I really do appreciate it.

I felt very lonely up here last night.

Sergeant Craddock did offer one of us the petroleum.

Yes.

I should have taken him up on it.

No, I just kept thinking he was still out there.

Well, you're bound to feel vulnerable.

I'll have another word with him, if you like.

No.

I want to go to Paris because something exciting doesn't happen to me soon.

I'm going to go cracking.

Afternoon. PC Bradley, Edsville Police.

Is Mr Sutcliffe around? He's doing an evaluation.

I'm Kirsty Williams, his assistant. Can I help?

Yes. Do you know if a dealer called David Fuller was at the auction

Oh, yes, I think he was.

He bought several lots. I've just finished doing the ledger. There, look.

And what time did the auction finish?

We didn't leave there till gone five.

As Mr Fuller bought one of the last lots, he would have been there at that

too? I suppose it's possible, but I...

There's no chance that he could have left the auction early and got someone

to bid for him, and then come back later.

I suppose it's possible, but I... Is there... Is there someone who bids

regularly for Mr. Pollock?

Not that I know of.

I mean, just an employee of this company, perhaps.

Not in this auction house.

Mrs. Sutcliffe wouldn't count on his practice like that.

Right, well, thank you very much for your help.

Yes? It's me.

Kirsty, the police were here again a while ago.

They've been here too.

What? We can't wait any longer.

That, please, Oscar.

Oh, right.

This is the Paris competition, is it? Yeah.

I'm dreaming, I know, what you've got to sometimes, haven't you?

Well, everyone should have a dream, Gina, but in my experience, they hardly

come true.

Well, I'm sure nothing will come of this one.

Oh, I don't suppose you've seen me Auntie Mary, have you?

Uh, well, no, no.

Not recently.

Oh, she must have gone into Ashfordly, then.

I just wish she'd told me.

Ta -ra.

That was close, Oscar.

It certainly was.

You don't think we're being too ambitious?

Making an Eiffel Tower cake.

So you're still not totally convinced by Fuller's alibi?

No, plus Rachel implied he may have some financial difficulties.

She didn't go into details?

Well, she doesn't actually know any.

She obviously didn't want to upset her sister by pride. She's not that kind of

person.

What kind of person, Bradley?

Well, I don't know.

She's just, you know, nice.

Sensitive.

At any rate, it's all circumstantial. If Fuller's responsible, we need to find

hard evidence. I have to go to back headquarters for a few hours. Keep me

informed, eh?

Yes, sir.

Good night, lads.

Good night, sir.

How's your drink?

I can't tonight.

It's just that...

I've said something about Mary wanting a quiet word with us.

Something about a surprise for Gina.

There's something I've got to do.

You can tell me about it tomorrow, can't you?

Hello?

Hi. I just thought I'd come and see if everything was OK.

Yeah.

Well, I'm all right.

Come in.

Thanks.

You finished for the day, then?

Yeah, all done and dusted.

So what now?

I mean, home to your wife?

No, I'm not married.

Any special person in your life, then?

No, not at the moment.

Not really.

Gee.

Yeah.

I'm on my own, too.

Trying to keep it that way.

Why?

Oh, I have an unfortunate knack of choosing unreliable men.

Really?

Marianne was always the one lucky enough.

So it seemed.

Why do you say that?

I sometimes wondered whether David was as devoted to her as she was to him.

Made me jealous sometimes how happy she was.

I do feel guilty about that now.

Come on. I'm sure she wouldn't want that.

You can't help it.

I can still hardly take it in that I'll never see her again.

Rachel.

You'll be all right.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, no, it's okay.

Don't be.

You're so kind.

What's wrong?

Look. What is it? Don't you find me attractive?

Of course I do.

It's not that.

I can't get involved.

I see.

Well, you must put your job first.

It's all my fault.

I mean, I shouldn't have compared to that.

You're all right. Don't worry about it.

Rachel, please.

Please, you don't understand.

It's okay.

It's the story of my life.

Well, life isn't fair, is it?

Look at Marianne, losing her for the sake of a few paltry pieces of

A few?

There were some pieces taken, weren't there?

Well, yes. I thought there was only one item taken, a locket, but... I see.

Well, I just assumed there were more.

Well, that hardly matters now, does it?

No.

Well, I'd... I'd best be going then.

Good night.

What's all this about?

Gina's birthday.

We're having a surprise party.

Great. On a French theme.

Eh? And we want everyone to make a contribution.

Such as?

Oh, it's up to you.

Neil's getting hold of a case of Beaujolais.

Case of what?

Maggie's helping with the food.

So what are you two going to do?

Well, er...

Then we have a couple of pints while we think about it.

Bradley, what are you doing here?

Well, I'm just checking something in the Marianne Fuller case, Sarge.

What? Well, in David Fuller's statement, he says there was only one item of

jewellery taken.

A locket.

He'd given it to her as a wedding present.

It's the only item he was sure was missing, yes.

Well, it's just that Rachel, Miss Palmer, reckons several pieces were

Why should she think that?

I don't know.

When did Miss Palmer tell you this?

Um, not this evening.

Oh, met her in the village, did you?

No, no, I was on my way home and she'd said she was upset and scared, so I

thought I'd look in on her.

I agree.

Thought it'd provide reassurance, do you?

Well, yeah, it was a spur -of -the -moment decision, such.

No doubt she was very appreciative.

Yes, yes, she was.

I understand she's a very attractive woman.

Well, yeah, I suppose so.

I think we should ask her a few more questions, Sarge.

Yes, I think we should.

But it won't be you asking them, Bradley.

Sarge? I'm sure you're aware that any involvement of a non -professional kind

with Miss Palmer could seriously damage this investigation.

Of course, but... And land you in very hot water.

But, Sarge, there was nothing like that going on at all.

I'm pleased to hear it.

I just hope you haven't promised to make her any more visits.

Because as of now, you're officially on leave.

By the time you get back, this case should be closed.

So, what about you two?

Any ideas?

Well, I've been thinking.

Mrs Ventress did once hear me sing in the bath and said I sounded not unlike

Charles Asner.

Who?

A singer, Phil.

You're going to sing?

Well, you'll be persuaded.

Hello, Mike.

Rachel.

I wanted to see you.

Look, Al.

I really don't think you should be here.

I was afraid I'd been unfair to you before.

I really do understand why it would be difficult for you if you and I got

together.

investigation, I could lose my job.

I'm sorry.

But I haven't imagined it, have I?

Imagine what?

You wouldn't let me down like the others.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, no, no, it's all right.

Rachel was just going.

Yeah.

It's not what he looked like to me.

Look, honestly, nothing's going on.

Are you falling for it?

Oh, well, you're in a real mess, mate.

Look, I told her I couldn't get involved.

What, and she understands that?

She doesn't want to.

Mike, if this gets out... Yeah, I know, I know, but it won't, will it, Phil?

Look... Craddock's already getting suspicious. He's insisted I take a

days' leave.

Well, there you go, then.

Salt burn.

Me auntie Ida, she's got a B &B. Oh, come on, Phil.

I'll lend you me fishing rod.

Have a good time.

Will do. Oh, and do us a pleasure, mate.

Pop the bike away from you, will you?

And send us a postcard.

Will do.

you know, as long as there's no alcohol, no food of your own eaten on the

premises, no transistor radio, and of course no sand in the bedroom.

Oh, and no visitors, male or female.

Oh, good, you've finished.

Well, you've still got 20 minutes to get out.

I'm sorry?

I guess I suppose they take the places between nine and six.

Evening meal at 6 .30 sharp.

You're back early.

into the place after this?

Didn't take long.

Mike's gone to Saltburn for a few days' leave.

Has he? That would have been sudden, wasn't it? Felt like a change,

He's not the only one.

Anything for me?

Just a few bills.

Anything happening today?

What do you mean?

Well, I know the Draymans do.

Anything else?

Nothing that springs to mind, no.

Why don't you have the day off, then?

Go and do some shopping or something.

Yeah. I might just do that.

D .I. Randall, Sergeant Craddock.

We'd like a word, please, Miss Palmer.

Come in.

We've just been up to the Grange.

There's no sign of your brother.

Have you seen him?

No, I haven't.

I understand P .P. Bradley visited you last evening.

That's right.

He told me you thought that more than one piece of Marianne's jewellery was

taken. What?

Why did you think that?

I didn't.

Why would I? I knew the only thing David had reported missing was the locket.

What is PC Bradley trying to suggest?

He's not suggesting anything.

He's no longer on the case.

This is what you get for trying to protect people.

Who are you trying to protect?

Mr Palmer?

David.

He's having an affair, been going on for months.

I suspected him of attacking Marianne from the beginning.

Just didn't want to admit it, even to myself.

How do you know he was having an affair?

Found him with her at the house.

Marianne was out.

He claimed she was a colleague, but anyone could see what was going on.

This woman, what's her name?

Kirsty Williams.

Works at the auctioneers at Ashfordly.

Miss William?

Yes? D .I. Randall. We're looking for David Fuller.

He's not here.

We'd like to check for ourselves, if you don't mind, please.

Well, I really don't think that's necessary.

Thank you.

Yes, glad we caught you.

You and Miss William are clearly heading for another destination.

A broad plot? Of course we aren't. No, you aren't.

Because I believe you can help us without inquiries into the murder of

wife. You think I was somehow responsible.

Why not?

Your wife is attacked and dies.

A couple of days later, your alibi is rumbled and you decide to run away with

your mistress.

She's not my mistress and we're not running away.

So why the suitcases?

Open them, Bellamy.

They're stolen.

We're selling them on.

I was in London setting up the deal the day Marianne was attacked.

It is the truth.

I would never have done anything to hurt Marianne. I loved her.

Who told you we were having an affair?

Rachel?

She said she'd seen you together at the house.

Trust her to put that interpretation on it. She's obsessed, that woman.

Then what were?

She's convinced I've been having affair after affair ever since I married

Marianne. Why should that be?

Because every man she's ever met betrayed her, or so she thinks.

But why should she be obsessed with your fidelity to Marianne?

Mr Fuller?

I went to bed with Rachel shortly before Marianne and I were married.

Marianne and I had had a row, but I shouldn't make excuses. It was a

A stupid, selfish misjudgment. But to Rachel it meant everything. She was

convinced I should have been marrying her.

And she's continued to think that? To the point of obsession. Phone calls,

letters. Did Rachel ever let on to Marianne that she and you were... No,

wouldn't. I mean, they were very close.

But she seemed to want what Marianne had.

You think Rachel could have been responsible for what happened to

Miss Palmer?

Doesn't look like he's here.

Better search the place anyway.

I'll check upstairs, sir.

Sir?

Sir?

Sergeant?

I think I know where she's gone, sir.

Mary Curley!

Mary Curley!

Mary Curley!

Mary should be thrilled. I hope so.

Well, all we need is Gina now. Yeah, where is she? Where's Gina? Hey,

you

still haven't told me what you're doing here.

I just wanted to cheer myself up.

Oh, Bill.

You're as bad as the others.

How do you mean?

It's my birthday.

Oh.

Sorry, I... I hadn't realised.

It's OK.

You know that the rest of Eden's failed.

Surely your Aunty Mary must have been one.

Well, she hadn't when I left.

Oh. Oh.

Happy birthday.

Hey, fancy coming to me?

A little bit antsy, I was expecting you back.

No, I think I'll take my chances.

Pretty, isn't she?

Rachel? Are you going to introduce me to your girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

All right, you don't have to pretend.

What kind of love?

What did he tell you about me?

Come to the truth, that's for sure. You haven't told the truth about anything so

far, have you? You're no different from the others!

Rachel!

Rachel, she's not my girlfriend.

Your lies are even more scurvy than David's. But he's telling the truth.

It doesn't matter. None of it matters. My sister's dead.

You betrayed me.

Rachel, we can work this out. We can find an answer.

I'll get help, Mike.

How can there be an answer?

It's Gina.

I've been here, Phil!

Rachel!

Don't think that you'll never beat me, right?

This is what Marianne said.

What do you mean?

What are you talking about?

What are you...

Just tell me what you mean.

What can never be put right?

I had to tell her.

I had to make her understand what kind of man he really is.

But Marianne wouldn't believe me. She accused me of lying.

She ran off upstairs, and I went after her, but she turned on me and flew at

And I grabbed hold of her.

The next thing I knew, she was falling.

And I knew as she hit the ground, something terrible had happened.

Rachel, if that's what's happened, Marianne's death was an act.

You really mean that?

Yes.

You don't believe I'm responsible for her death?

No.

Rachel, I think we can work this out.

And you and me?

That too.

Liar. Rachel!

Rachel Palmer, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Mrs. Marianne

Fuller. You do not have to say anything, but anything you say may be taken down

and used in evidence.

I'm sorry.

All right, Bradley?

If it's what you meant about wanting a bit more excitement in your life, eh?

Come on.

Come on.

We haven't forgotten.

We just thought we'd give you a special treat.

We thought you probably weren't going to get to Paris.

We'd bring Paris to you.

Don't believe it.

Hi, Gina.

Your Auntie Mary's gone to bed.

We thought we'd wait up for you.

Because we knew that you wouldn't get to Paris, so we thought we would... Bring

Paris to me.

Yes.

Hey, Gina.

Happy birthday.

Thanks,

Oscar.

Okay, ready for this?

I love you.