All language subtitles for Agatha.Raisin.S01E02.Hells.Bells.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.x264-QOQ_track3_eng

Oh.

I´m beginning to regret
them rehanging the bells.

What exactly
are they trying to play?

We´ve been having a sweepstake
down the shop.

We think it may be Jay Z,
featuring Rihanna.

I wish they´d ask me
to play the bells.

I am really good
at things musical.

I think they´re trying to play

"All People
That on Earth Do Dwell."

JAMES:
Are they?

Who´s playing it

Five Quasimodos.

AMANDA: Okay, stop.
Stop.

Thank you.

Really very, very good,
all of you.

Don´t you think
this is a bit too ambitious

for beginners, Amanda?

No, I don´t.

I think the bishop,
when he visits,

will appreciate the effort.

-No.

AMANDA:
I remember as a child

hearing this tune
over the fields.

It´ll be perfect.

But, Agatha, when you´re pulling
on the sally, don´t look up.

-Right.
-Feel for the balance point

like you feel
for the biting point of a car.

Oh, right.

And, Mrs. Josephs,
you need to improve your rhythm.

I´ve always been known
for my rhythm.

I had three children
by the rhythm method.

That´s a very different kind
of rhythm, Mrs. Josephs.

-Hello, ladies and gentlemen.

-Very well, thank you.

Ah, Jez, Jez.
Perfect.

If you´d watch us for a moment
and tell us what you think.

Okay.

Okay.
Are we ready?

Look to.

Treble´s going.

And she´s gone.

Sarah, you´re not being
quick enough.

Yes, I am.

No, you weren´t, darling.

Um...I think Jez was right.

You were a little slow
on the sally, Sarah.

It had to be me you criticized,
didn´t it?

Well, you can do it yourself.

AGATHA: 1, 2, 3.
Rest.

Rest.

1, 2, 3.

Rest.
Rest.

-1, 2...

I´ve come ´round
to rage about that awful woman.

Who?
Amanda?

Yes!
Amanda Ballard!

Going on
about my lack of musicianship.

-I´ve got Grade Five flute!
-Congratulations.

She´s practically taking over
the Ladies´ Committee...

and helping raise money
to rehang the bells

and organizing work parties
to dig out the culverts

and making life in the village
perfect and acting like a saint.

That is my role, Agatha!

Is she spending too much time
with Jez?

Yes!

They are always together!

Sit down.
I´ll make us a cup of tea.

You know,
it´s a big thing for us,

the bishop coming to Carsely.

It should be me alongside him
organizing it, not her.

You know, young widows like her
should be banned,

with their pretty cardigans
and available eyes.

Can we just talk
for five minutes

about how much
we genuinely hate her?

-I quite like her, actually.
-Agatha!

She´s invited me horse riding
tomorrow.

Sorry. Just to get to know her
a little bit better.

Agatha!

Just ask Jez not to spend
too much time with her.

Tell him how it makes you feel.

I have!

And he won´t!

The new bells have been paid
for, which is a relief,

but I am concerned

about covering the cost
of the vestry windows.

I don´t know
what we´re going to do.

I´m sure we´ll get there.

Come on, let´s pray.

Ah!
Here you are, Agatha.

This is Samson.

Wow.
Look at him.

He´s a beauty, isn´t he?

Are you sure I´m gonna be able
to handle him, though?

I mean, I´ve not really,
really ridden before.

Oh, no, Samson´s mine.

Oh.

-You´ve got Snip.

Agatha, this is Steph.
She helps me at the stables.

Ooh!
Thank you.

Where did you find Steph?

AMANDA: She was my best friend
at school.

But she´s had a rough time.

Just got out of her latest rehab

and asked if she could park
her caravan in the far field

-and help out with the horses.
-Oh.

It´s nice
to have a bit of company.

It´s been a bit lonely
since my husband died.

How did he die?

Heart attack.

-He was much older than me.
-Ah.

All very sudden.

AGATHA: Do you ever think
about marrying again?

Oh, well, I know everyone thinks
I´m looking for a man,

but I´m not.

I see women guarding
their husbands against me

and acting
all jealous and crazy,

but I´d never split up
a marriage.

I saw it happen to my parents.

It´s a real sin to do it.

A sin?

I think so.

I´ll put the donation box
in the vestry.

-Thank you.
-And I´ll lock up.

Don´t worry.

I want to give a little ring
on the tenor bell.

It´s not sliding right.

-Oh!

The bells!

The bells!
The bells!

Oh, blimey.
She´s finally lost it.

AGATHA: I didn´t think
there was a rehearsal tonight.

Ohh!

Hey.
Why don´t you come, Gemma?

You might enjoy it.
We´re one short.

I don´t want to bell ringing!

-Go on, Mum.
-Bill goes.

Oh, it´s a bit monotonous,
isn´t it?

What´s wrong with a tune?
You know what I mean?

Sorry I´m late.

Is there a light switch?

It´s creepy, Mum.

It´s all right.
It´s all right.

No.
It´s really creepy.

Aah! Oh!

I want to leave, Mum!

It´s okay.
Hold my hand.

AGATHA:
Amanda?

GEMMA:
Stay back.

-Don´t look.
-Oh!

Aah!

What is it?
What´s happened, Kyra?

What a way to die.

Has Gemma
gone to call the police?

Yeah.

What is it?

It´s a suicide note.

"It´s all too unbearable.

Have gone to be with Dad."

Poor Amanda.

She was fine when we were
bell ringing, wasn´t she?

-She was.

I mean, that was only...

Could you see this coming?

You knew her better than anyone.

What´s that supposed to mean?

That you were friends.

Did she ever talk to you
about her dad?

JEZ: No.

Why would she commit suicide?

It´s what people do, isn´t it?

They get low,
and then they top themselves.

She wasn´t low, though, Gemma.
I only saw her this morning.

And I was thinking
how like me she was.

She´d come to the Cotswolds
to create a perfect life.

She was nothing like you.

She was.

She didn´t have any children.

She was single
and yet available.

Fast approaching middle age.

You´re not
fast approaching middle age.

-Thanks.
-You´ve been there years.

I don´t understand
why you´re avoiding me on this.

You just seem weird.
I don´t get it.

Hi.

Oh, hello.

Snip´s friend.

Yeah.
Uh...

Can we come in?

No.

You know, the police
want to talk to you.

Yeah, well, I never answer
the door to them, so...

You must be awfully upset
over Amanda´s death.

Of course.
I mean, she was my best friend.

She ever do
anything like this before?

You know --
try to commit suicide?

She just didn´t --
Well, she didn´t --

She didn´t seem the type.

Yeah, well, you didn´t know her,
did you?

I mean, she was one of those
up-and-down-all-the-time people.

Well, I think you´re wrong,
because I think that she...

Steph, if there is anything
at all that we can do to help,

this is Gemma, I´m Agatha,
and...

well, I´ll leave you my number.

Oh!

What are the keys for?

STEPH: If you want to help,
you can muck out the horses.

I think these are
the keys to the house,

as well as the stables.

Come on.

Hang on.
Where you going?

To have a little nose around.

Oh, Agatha, we can´t!

Oh, what´s that doing there?

God!
Must have cost a fortune, this.

There.
She ordered that yesterday.

Now, what does that tell us?

Not a lot.

What woman would
order herself a brand-new saddle

and then top herself before
she´d had the chance to use it?

-I don´t know.
-Well, no woman I know.

She ordered that saddle
hours before she died.

She was looking forward.
She was treating herself.

She was not a woman
that was about to kill herself.

So, what are we looking for?

Evidence...that she was having
an affair with Jez Bloxby.

No!

I think
Sarah thought they could be.

Oh, no. I can´t --
What, you think he killed her?

Well, let´s look
and see what we find.

-I don´t know.

God, her childhood
looks so perfect, doesn´t it?

Oh, don´t go through her things.

Well, what do you think
we´re here for?

You´d be a useless burglar.

Thank you.

Oh, there´s
a big old "to do" list

for someone who´s about
to top themself, isn´t it?

Who´s Amanda Marlowe?

Maiden name?

Look at all these bills.

She must have

-about 10, 15 credit cards here.

-There´s someone´s coming!

AGATHA: Quick!
Hide!

Who is it?

AGATHA:
Look.

She was getting money
every month from a lawyer,

-not an insurance company.

Well, that´s what happens
when you get divorced.

Not when you´re widowed.

You think
her husband´s still alive?

He´s heading for the desk.

It´s Jez.

Ohh! Oh!

No, no, no, no, no.

No, Mary, you weren´t beginning
in the right place.

-Yes, she was.
-I was.

She´s got to wait for Agatha
to pull before she begins.

She´ll be waiting a long time,
then.

Thanks for that, Gemma.
Brilliant.

MARY:
Yes, I will.

Maybe we could try something
a little less complicated.

Can´t we just give up?

No, we can´t.

Reverend Bloxby
made such a song and a dance

about selling off the land
at the back of the vicarage

to pay for the bells.

The new bells are the reason

the bishop´s
holding confirmation here.

Hiya.

Where were you this afternoon?

Parish visits.

Mrs. Mansfield.
She´s still not well.

Not at Amanda´s farmhouse, then?

Why would I go there?

You were seen, Jez.

I don´t know
what you´re talking about.

Jez, I feel as though
I don´t know you at the moment.

First, your friendship
with Amanda,

and now you´re lying to me.

What were you looking for
at her farmhouse?

I wasn´t there!

Did you find
Amanda´s next of kin?

We did.
We found her husband.

I thought she was a widow.

Well, that´s
what she told everyone,

but the more
you look at her life,

the more
it looks like a pack of lies.

Who was he?

John Marlowe.
A lawyer in Bristol.

He´s much older than her.

And you wouldn´t believe
how much Amanda was in debt

with the farmhouse
and the horses.

She was in arrears on the lot.

No wonder she´s finding
everything unbearable.

And what information
did you get on her dad?

He was a financier
in the City -- Teddy Ballard.

He hanged himself
when she was 21.

Aw.
Poor girl.

It´s sad how often
suicides run in families.

-I know.
-On that note,

shall we head out to the garden?

Coming, James?

James.

James, we need to investigate
this death...

No, no, we don´t.

...because I think
it could be murder.

Well, there was a suicide note

written in her handwriting,
Agatha.

How do you know
it was her handwriting?

Because I recognized it.

Look.

She was clearly under
more stress than any of us knew.

Well, I don´t think she was.

James, come on.
It´s lovely out here.

I´m not going to play detective
with you anymore, Agatha.

Oh.

It is exactly the same.

Oh, he´s right.

Hmm.

Hello?

AGATHA:
Roy, darling!

What do you want, Aggie?
This is not a good time.

I want you to check something
out for me.

You´re not my boss anymore,
Aggie.

Get yourself another P.A.

No, muss up her hair.

It´s posh-grunge, grunge-posh.

Muss the hair up.

I want you to check out
a Teddy Ballard.

-No.
-He was a financier in the City

who committed suicide
about 12 years ago.

-No.
-I know you´re already intrigued

as to why I´d want you
to do this.

No, I´m not.

I´m sorry.
I really have to take this.

AGATHA:
I think he might be linked

to a recent suspicious death.

ROY:
What was the name again?

Teddy Ballard.

Oh, and, Roy, I love you.

And I hate me, Aggie.

And I really have to go now.

-Bye.

What did I say about the hair?

-Aah!

Oh!

-You think it´s me.

You all think
it´s me who killed her.

No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, I don´t.

Well, I didn´t!
I didn´t!

What´s gonna happen to me now?

She was my only friend.
What´s gonna happen to me?

Look, just -- Let´s...

Let´s have a seat.

What are you here for?

To find out more about Amanda.

I don´t know anything.

Did you know that her husband
was still alive?

What was he like?

Don´t know.
I never met him.

It´s very kind of you to offer
to help me with this, Agatha.

-No problem.

If you´d like to come this way,
Mr. Marlowe will see you now.

AGATHA:
Thank you.

SARAH: We´ve put together
a service for Amanda

with a hymn
we believe she was fond of --

"All People
That On Earth Do Dwell."

But we wondered if there was
another hymn that she liked

or a reading that might be
more meaningful for her.

I´m sure that will be fine.

I´m happy to pay
for the funeral,

but I don´t want to be involved
in arranging it.

Will you be coming?

Relations with my ex-wife
were not good, Mrs. Raisin.

I don´t think
it would be appropriate

-if I attended.

Uh, could we have a list
of her friends in Bristol

who might like to attend?

She didn´t have any friends
by the time she left.

What you don´t know
is that Amanda was a liar.

Manipulative.
Underhand.

-That´s not our business.

Well...

you don´t really find out
the truth

about the person you´ve married
until later.

You get taken in
by the version of themselves

they present to the world,
but it´s not the real them.

Who was the real Amanda?

A princess.

She wanted a life of privilege,

but she didn´t want to work
for it or pay for it.

And she´d drop anyone

if she thought they no longer
fitted into her perfect life.

AGATHA:
Oh.

With everyone you speak to,

Amanda seems like
a completely different person.

I don´t know.
"Manipulative" and "underhand"

seem to sum her up for me.

Do you think Jez knew
what she was really like?

Um, I think he knows
more than he´s letting on.

Do you think they were
maybe having an affair?

Sarah, I´m just saying.

All men are dogs.

It´s just the unfortunate way
it is.

He´s just not like that.

I mean,
he´s under so much pressure

with this bloody bishop visit.

AGATHA: Do you think he had
something to do with her death?

-No.
-No.

No, I can´t think like that.

And yet he was searching
for something in her house.

And he was the last person
to see her alive.

And you know that he´s keeping
something from you.

Just saying.

PARSONS:
I thought I´d never get here.

Oh!

Good afternoon, Your Grace.

I´m so sorry.
I´m a bit stiff.

I don´t think
I´ve been in this parish

since they built
that wretched ring road.

I believe that´s true.

Oh, do you know Canon Gibbons?

I almost forgot.

Well, I always forget about him,
actually.

The man has hardly any presence
at all.

But he smells pleasantly,
which is more than can be said

for all the other canons
at the Cathedral.

Hello.

PARSONS: Oh, uh, how many are up
for confirmation this evening?

Three, Your Grace.
All children from the village.

Oh, it´ll be over in a jiffy.

Last week in Bristol,
I had 53.

-Oh.
-It took so long

I missed "Game of Thrones."

Oh.

Oh, it´s nice
to see it restored.

Although as I can´t remember
what it looked like before,

it makes no difference to me.

If you´d like to come back
to the vicarage, Your Grace,

Sarah has prepared a tea.

Yeah, I do hope there is enough.

I didn´t realize you´d be
accompanying His Grace,

-Canon Gibbons.

Oh, don´t worry about him.

He´s here to work,
not stuff his face.

Now, they´ve found, um...

um...a

Irregularity.

Irregularity with the accounts
about the selling of the land.

It´s probably nothing...

unless, of course,
you have been stealing.

We´re sending someone ´round
to look through your receipts.

That would be me, Your Grace.

Who?
Oh, yeah.

I always forget you´re here.

MRS. JOSEPHS:
Keep up the good work.

The bishop loves us.

Why is everyone
looking so astonished?

Well, that´s actually
not too bad.

Right, go.
What have you got for me?

Teddy Ballard
was a super-rich financier

who made a fortune
trading African currencies.

He had one daughter, Amanda,
who had this gilded childhood...

We´ve seen the photos.

...and went to the kind
of posh girls´ school

where there were stables
for your ponies.

But unlike most bankers,
Teddy had a heart.

I didn´t speak to anyone
who said he wasn´t a saint.

He was a big Christian
and a big philanthropist.

And he killed himself
when his firm went bust.

Was he a depressive?

ROY:
No, he was broke.

And he felt guilty

because all the charities
he was funding became insolvent.

So Amanda went from super-rich
to nothing overnight.

But within three months, she´d
married a friend of her dad´s --

John Marlowe, who you´ve met.

I have.
He´s not short of a bob or two.

You know what this calls for?

A beer?

-A mood board.
-Mood board.

Childhood home.

GEMMA: Is a hell of a place,
that, isn´t it?

Talk to me
about the suicide note.

GEMMA:
It was a suicide note.

-Posh paper.

-A pen.

Was the pen found in the belfry?

No.

Did you spot the pen on the desk

when you illegally broke in
and snooped around the house?

-No!
-We saw a lot of felt-tips.

Anyway, the whole pen thing --
That´s irrelevant.

Put that back up.

No, because it´s Agatha´s
murder mood board.

It´s not yours.

ROY: It´s all three
of our mood boards.

GEMMA:
Right, fine.

That´s the point of it --
We´re brainstorming stuff.

-We all get to suggest things.
-I´ll put it out of the way.

Have you two finished bickering?

Hey, hey, hey!

Come and have a look at this.

Who´s that?

Teddy Ballard.

Okay, now,
this is quite exciting.

It would appear
that Teddy Ballard would set up

philanthropic schools for
orphans in Africa -- Ghana --

for kids who´d lost their
parents during the civil war.

Now, Amanda´s dad
paid for the schools,

but they were run by the church,

and some of the bright kids

were brought back here
to England to go to school.

GEMMA: Could that be
Reverend Bloxby as a boy?

If it is, he would have
known Amanda from before.

Thank you, Jeremy.

-Your Grace.
-Your Grace.

PARSONS:
Did you say "anomaly"?

-Of course.

-I-I´m tired.

Okay.

JEZ: Sarah.

Yeah?

You´re the best thing
that´s ever happened to me.

I just want you to know that.

Well, and you, me.

I don´t think so.

Yes, Jez.

When I first met you,

I thought you the most beautiful
man I´d ever seen.

Clever, kind.

I´m not the man
you want me to be.

You are what I want.
You always have been.

I´m going for a bath.

So, Jez was the last person
to see her alive.

That´s right, yeah.

So he had the opportunity.

So maybe he killed her
and made it look like suicide.

Yep.

There´s no one safe in Carsely.

Jez, can you get that?

Carsely vicarage.

PARSONS:
Mrs. Bloxby.

Ah, Bishop Parsons.
Hello.

PARSONS: Is your husband free
tomorrow morning?

Yes. I´m sure he can be
at the Cathedral in the morning.

Can I ask what it´s regarding?

PARSONS: We found
some mysterious anomalies

-in the report.
-Oh. Right.

PARSONS:
Can we say 11:00?

Okay.

Jez?

Are you in the bath?

-Jez has gone!

He´s taken the car,
and he´s disappeared.

Sarah.

We think we ought to call
the police about Jez.

He knew Amanda
before she came here.

-Her dad ran a school

for refugees in Africa.

-I knew he was a war child.

Why didn´t he tell me
that he knew her?

Well, maybe
that´s something to do

with why he might have
killed her.

If there´s anything I know
about my husband,

he´s not capable of murder.

-He´s just not.

I think he´s been stealing.

There were some irregularities

with the sale of the land
for the restoration.

I think the bishop
has found out.

I-I just want him back, Agatha.

I don´t care
what trouble he´s in.

But I want him back before
he does something stupid.

ROY:
What are we looking for?

-A green Golf.
-A green Golf.

SARAH:
P368 PYU.

ROY: Got it.
He´s abandoned it.

-That bus stop says Bristol.

-Oh, God.

[ Man speaking indistinctly
on P.A. ]

Jez.

Oh, God.
I´m sorry.

I´m sorry, I´m sorry.
I´m so sorry.

It´s all right.
It´s all right.

Whatever you´ve done,
we can face it.

It´s all right.

I was the reason
Amanda came to Carsely.

I hadn´t seen her for 20 years,
but she came looking for money,

and she came up with the idea

of selling the land
around the vicarage.

That was a good thing, though,
wasn´t it?

´Cause that was gonna help
the church.

She pocketed
a quarter of the money.

Why did you let her do that?

Because...

otherwise, she would tell Sarah
who I really was.

My parents were executed
towards the end of the war.

Yeah, they were good people.
They fought bravely.

No.
They weren´t good people, Sarah.

That´s what I told you.

That´s what I told everybody.

When I came to England,
I took an English name.

Amanda knew my lie.

She knew that my parents
were the very worst people.

They fought for the government,
not the rebels.

And they tortured and murdered
innocent people.

They were notorious.

Everyone in Ghana
knew their names.

And everyone breathed in relief

when they were tried
and executed.

I lied to you...

about who I was...

who my parents were.

I lied to everybody.

But I love you, Jez.

Not your family.

So, why did Amanda kill herself?

Well, because the diocese was
gonna find out about the money.

They were already on the trail,

and I hadn´t been as clever with
the accounts as I´d thought.

So, is that
what you were looking for

when you went to her house --
the accounts?

No.
I was looking for the file

that she said she had on me
from the orphanage.

But if you were responsible
for the accounts,

she could have denied
all knowledge

and let you take the blame.

She had your secret.

Perhaps the shame of being found
out for who she really was

-was too much.
-No.

She had Jez
by the short and curlies.

She would have let him
take the fall.

-Agatha, not now.
-You didn´t know her, Agatha.

I did.

And the day she died,
she was not suicidal.

JEZ: In the midst of life,
we are in death.

Of whom may we seek for succor,
but of thee, O Lord,

for who our sins
art justly displeased?

Ashes to ashes.

Earth to earth.

Dust to dust.

In sure and certain resurrection
of our Lord Jesus Christ...

amen.

-TOGETHER: Amen.
-Amen.

Hello.
Hello.

Excuse me.

Are you the receptionist
from Bristol?

That´s right.

Were you a friend of Amanda?

No.

No, we were more like rivals,
I´m ashamed to say.

I´m here out of guilt, really.

I never thought I´d grow up
to be a homewrecker,

let alone to cause so much pain
that they´d do this.

You were having an affair
with her husband?

I´m not proud of it.

But we do love each other.
We are gonna get married.

Does John know you´re here?

He´s been strange
since she died.

It´s been like how it was
when they were married.

He´d get angrier and angrier

´cause she´d just spend
all his money.

He´d come home
and find diggers in the garden

moving the swimming pool
to a sunnier side of the house,

and she hadn´t even told him.

She´d buy Range Rovers, horses,

go shopping every couple
of weeks in Milan or New York.

He said he had no idea she was
like this when he married her.

Suppose if you know someone
warts and all,

you wouldn´t marry them,
would you?

Yeah, lovely.

-Bill.

What am I doing here? I´m here
to see Steph at the caravan.

What´s happened?

Someone smashed a window

and broke into Amanda´s
while she was being buried.

They could have waited a day
out of respect.

Burglars.
No morals nowadays.

-Just the laptops.

All the valuables
are still there,

but the study´s been ransacked.

WILKES:
Constable.

Police business.

Go away!

Go away!
I told you I didn´t kill her!

Can I come in?

I just want to talk.

Mandy´s ex contacted me
when I was in rehab.

He said he´d keep me supplied
if I spied on her for him.

Well, why would he do that?

She had something on him.

Some dodgy land deal that
he was to earn a fortune from.

He tried to buy her off,

but when I told him
that she´d said blackmailing him

was her cash cow
for the rest of her life,

then he must have lost it.

He gave me the money
to get her laptops

and told me to disappear.

What was on the laptops?

These laptops
contain hundreds of e-mails

about a land purchase order
that John Marlowe was lawyering

using public money
to expand Portishead Airport.

But they also show

that he had secretly purchased
the land himself

and was doing this to drive up
the price for the government.

-Which is illegal.
-And Amanda knew that.

You can go to prison for that.

For a long time.

And she was using this
to get more money out of him,

which is why she wasn´t bothered
about being in so much debt.

She knew
the big money was coming.

Yeah, but we still know Amanda

killed herself, though,
don´t we?

-´Cause of the suicide note.
-Well, it pains me to say it,

but I think
Roy was right about the pen.

She only seemed to use
felt-tips, from what I gather,

and the suicide note
was written in ink.

Still her handwriting, though.

Yes, but who can forge
signatures?

Well, no one,
´cause they´re unique.

I can forge Aggie´s.

P.A.s and married couples.

I used to handwrite notes
for her all the time

when she wanted things
to be a bit more personal.

Yes.
Well, if I´m correct,

John Marlowe
wrote the suicide note

because he had posh pens
and he had posh paper.

So, what do we do now?

Well, you two are gonna have
to trap him into a confession.

Well, he already knows who I am.

High-tech earbuds.
I can hear every word.

Come on.
Stick ´em in.

ROY: This is just another
of her stupid ideas, Gemma.

AGATHA:
Heard that.

ROY:
Bronze Sword to Danny Boy.

We are inside the building.

Repeat --
We are inside the front door.

Can I help you?

-Hello.
-Hi.

Can we speak with John Marlowe,
please?

I´m afraid Mr. Marlowe´s
in meetings all day today.

Can I ask what it´s concerning?

His ex-wife and the purchase
of Portishead Airport.

The purchase of his ex-wife.

And Portishead Airport.

His ex-wife and the purchase
of Portishead Airport.

All right, shut up.

His ex-wife and the purchase
of Portishead Airport.

One second.

Well done.

We got there.

TRACY:
This way, please.

Thank you, Tracy.

What´s this concerning?

We were friends with Amanda.

And before she died, she gave us
a Memory Stick full of e-mails

incriminating you in a racket

buying land for the expansion
of Portishead Airport.

What´s he doing?
Does he look guilty?

Oh, just be quiet.

I haven´t said anything.

If I were you, I would leave
here before I call the police.

Tell him to call the police.

Fine.
Call the police.

What e

"The 5th of April, 2014."

GEMMA:
5th of April, 2014.

-JOHN: No.

"To the Minister of..."

The day you e-mailed a vicar.

The Minister of Industry.

"The owners of the land will not
settle for less than..."

£16 million.

"I suggest you take that offer."

And you support that increase
in the asking price.

Because you were the vendor.

It was two months after you
bought the land yourself.

What´s he doing?

I´m picking up a pensioner.

What do you want?

To pick up a pensioner.

Which we will do later.

But now we want the deal
Amanda was getting.

The deal you killed her for.

-Brilliant, Gem.
-Thank you.

She was always on the take
from you. You´d had enough.

But she had you by the short
and curlies, didn´t she?

As you do.

BOTH:
As I do.

Threaten to call the police.

What are you doing?

BOTH:
Calling the police.

We think that when you realized

she wasn´t gonna stop demanding
more money,

that you went to Carsely
to get rid of her.

And when she was on her own
in the church,

you took your chance.

Okay!

Okay.

I am not going to prison
for her.

You...

If you give me that,
we can come to some arrangement.

Get a confession.

Well, you should have thought
of that before you murdered her.

She was never going to stop.
I had to kill her.

I was never going to get rid
of her unless I did something.

Was that a confession?

It sounded like one.

One what?

I think it was.
Right, get out of there.

We´ve got to go now.

-Bye.
-See ya.

-Run!
-I am running!

Right.
I´m calling the police.

Head down now, thank you.

See you all at the station.

Well done.

GIBBONS: This is a pretty
damning report, Reverend Bloxby.

Do you have anything to say
on the matter?

Mm?

Where will you go?

Back into rehab.

My mum said she´ll pay
for another go.

Where will you park your, uh...

-At my mum´s.

Ah.

Well, good luck, then.

Thanks, Agatha.

2, 3, 4.

2, 3, 4.

2, 3, 4.

How´d it go?

The bishop discussed everything

with the police
and the chapter´s lawyers.

And since all parties think

that I was a victim of blackmail
and not a thief,

they´re decided
to draw a line under it.

-Oh!
-Oh!

MRS. JOSEPHS:
Well!

If news like that doesn´t demand
a peal of the bells,

I don´t know what does, so...

...look to.

Treble going.

-Treble gone.