All language subtitles for Agatha Raisin s01e05 The Vicious Vet.eng

(Scream)

(Creaks)

- Where is everyone'?
- New vet.

Very handsome by all accounts.

Lot of animals suddenly
taken a turn for the worse.

Really?

(Wolf-whistles)

(Dog whimpers)

(Phone rings, cat miaows,
dog barks)

Mrs Josephs.

CUP--...

I have an appointment to see
Paul Bladen.

(Phone continues to ring)

Hello'? Hashtag waiting.

- Take a seat.
- Where, exactly?

- And for how long'?
- (Phone still ringing)

Budge along, then.

(Phone stops ringing)

What thee doing here, Harriet'?

It's Moby.
He's not himself, Percy.

Not himself?

- Excuse me.
- (Dog whimpers)

How do you know
he's not himself?

Who is he'?

(Door opens, all gasp)

- (Groans of disappointment)
- Yep, folks, still only me.

Chloe, those were
the wrong notes again.

(Door opens)

(Gasps of admiration)

Sorry I'm late, guys.
Trouble with a stud.

(Giggling and chattering)

Don't you just hate that'?

Right. Who's next'?

Here we go.
Come on, little fella.

- What's his name'?
- Hodge.

Hodge.

So, you're our local hotshot
F'... Argh! Arrh! Ow!

- Got a feisty one here.
- Taught him well.

Yeah, I see that.

What made you take up residence
in coffin-dodger county?

- Timing was right.
- Smacks of a broken heart.

No, no, no.
Actually, I take it back.

This is everything you always
dreamed of, isn't it'?

Self-made woman. Work your butt
off, prove the doubters wrong

and jack it in
for a rural idyll.

- Such a cocky ray of sunshine!
- Hm...

See yourself as the new
Animal or People Whisperer?

- Well...
- If it's free PR you want...

- Dinner, actually.
- ..you can]...

You know what, I'm sorry. I talk
too much and have no filter.

Just strike that.
Forget I said it.

No, no.
Maybe I was a little hasty.

I have a few trust issues.

So you did get
your fingers burnt!

More of a full-body
arson attack.

- Just a drink, then'?
- No. The dinner thing's good.

Great. What about the cat'?

- You want me to bring Hodge'?
- No, I meant,

- what's the problem with him'?
- Oh... Er...

He's just not himself.

(Hodge miaows)

Well, Jack Pomfret,
would you listen to you!

All right!

(Laughs) I can't hear you.

Call me when you get to
a landline.

- Agatha?
- Can't stop.

Here he is!

Yeah...

- Oh...
- (Hodge miaows)

- Not that ill, then'?
- Fit as a fiddle.

Apart from the discomfort
from a rectal thermometer.

Eating.

- I wanted to see why the fuss.
- And'?

And...guess who's bagged not
one but two dates in one day'?

Mrs Josephs?
She's a dirty ticket.

Me, actually.

(Fizz of electricity)

Dinner at seven with Vet Steamy.

So I'd better start
getting ready.

James the second one I take it'?

Well, I didn't have much luck
with James the first.

To be honest, I think that ship
has well and truly sailed.

Not that it was in the harbour
in the first place.

Actually, an old PR fling looked
me up... Jack The Lad Pomfret.

Jack'? What did he want'?

I dunno. We're gonna meet
tomorrow in Mircester

and reminisce about
the good old bad old days.

What'? What is wrong with you'?
Got a problem with that'?

You've hardly smiled
since you got here.

That's the third time this week.

You've gotta sort
that dodgy socket.

- That's why I'm seeing the vet!
- (Both laugh)

- But Tewks was fine yesterday!
- He really is quite ill.

He won't feel a thing, though.
It's definitely for the best.

OK.

(Low chatter,
jazz piano plays softly)

Hello.
I'm trying to get hold of Paul.

Who am I speaking to, please?

His wife'?

So sorry I'm late.

Wow. You look lovely,
by the way.

Is everything all right'?

No. Everything is not all right.
I've just spoken to your wife.

I called your home phone,
and she answered.

I'm separated.
That will be Phillipa.

Phillipa. Who's that, then'?
Second wife'? Mistress? What'?

My sister, actually, and
her warped idea of a joke.

She just dropped by unannounced
as I was going out.

Do I look like I was born
yesterday?

I'm serious! Cross my heart!

Look, I'll call her,
if you like.

Do you want to speak to her,
or shall I'?

Actually, l-let's just leave it.

- Shall we start again?
- Great.

- (Chuckles) You can't say that!
- What?

That's terrible. You're...
You're saying...

(Guffaws)

You're saying that
you don't like pets!

- I am not!
- You are.

lam not. I'm saying I'm better
with larger

farm and working animals,

and my dream is to one day
open a hospital ... for them.

- Aww!
- Which I will name after you.

(Guffaws)

Why'? Wait a minute.

Are you... Oh...
Very serious face.

Oh, Paul, I...

I think I should probably go...

I haven't left any milk
for Hodge.

Cats can go months
without liquid.

- Yeah, but he gets lonely.
- And decades without company.

They're cats. Survivors.
If a nuclear bomb went off,

the next day the cat would be on
the bonnet of the reactor.

Nuclear reactors don't have
bonnets.

- I'm not a bonnet expert.
- Are you not?

Not any more, no.

I'm expecting a phone call from
M-M-Madagascar, Paul.

I must go. Thanks for a lovely
evening. It was delightful.

Er, my treat next time. Yeah.

(Door shuts)

(Horse whinnies)

(Door bangs)

There, there, boy. Easy, easy.
Easy.

I'll have you right in no time.
Don't you worry.

Jack! Ohh! Mwah! Mwah!

- So good to see you!
- Look at you!

- Roy said you were thriving.
- So, tell me,

what are you doing
this side of London'?

You're gonna be coming out
in a rash soon.

Oh, you know,
bit of this, bit of that.

I'll explain why, but what
can I get you'? The usual?

Double macchiato with a twist,
yeah?

- Ohh!
- Sorry.

- Bill!
- Erm, Paul Bladen.

- You were with him last night.
- No.

Agatha,
you were seen in the pub.

Oh... Er, yeah,
that Paul Bladen.

Did you, erm,
go back to his place?

Excuse me, what kind of
a question is that'?

He's dead, Agatha.

He was about to do
a minor operation

on one of Lord Pendleburys
horses.

He seems to have injected
himself with horse tranquiliser.

It must have been
a tragic accident.

The syringe went straight into
his heart.

The anaesthetic's thousands of
times more potent than morphine.

- What did you know about him'?
- Not a lot.

He had a sister. Try his sister.

He doesn't have a sister.
He's an only child.

Right. Well, l...l must have
got that wrong, then.

Enjoy your coffee.

(Exhales)

Why was Bladen alone?

Where was Lord Pendlebury'?
Or any of his staff?

And why did Bladen tell me
that he had a sister

when he clearly didn't'?

Whoever I spoke to on the phone
was lying.

- She said she was his wife.
- (Sighs)

(Door opens)

- Did you see Jack'?
- Er, briefly.

But not really, no.

Bladen wasn't stupid, was he'?
Why would he inject himself

with a...deadly anaesthetic?

- I smell a rat.
- That'll be a first.

You did go out with a murderer

and now a murder victim.

You're like one of these
black widow spiders.

I must remember that.

Oh. Yeah, I asked him to come
and look at your dodgy socket.

I thought maybe
you were ignoring me.

Me'? No. Why...

No. Why do I feel the need
to explain myself?

Aggie's caught a whiff of...

(Scottish accent) murrrderrr
in the air.

- There's been another death.
- I heard. Paul Bladen.

Radio Gene.

I swear that grocery's more
informative than the internet.

There's a lot of people
with motives.

Like who'?

Half the fishwives in Carsely,
and their jealous husbands!

And Mrs Josephs.

He wasn't after a bit of dukey
duke with Mrs Josephs as well'?

No!

But he had Tewks put down.

Oh, no. Really?

I liked that cat, even if he did
have the breath of Satan.

I should check on her, actually,
make sure she's OK.

So, maybe we should start
by checking out Pendlebury

and the scene of the crime.

- I beg your pardon'?
- That's what you do, isn't it'?

You normally run a mile when
I talk about "murrrder".

First time for everything.

(Tapping on bowl)

He always comes running
when I tap his bowl.

So what did the vet say'?

He said...

What did he say, now'?
I can't remember.

Just that it was for the best.

I'm so sorry. He was so lovely.

Grumpy bugger.

You know what he said
just before he died'?

"Make sure you keep using
the Voltarol on your shoulder."

Or was that my Stan'?

So, what was Bladen like'?

I heard about your date.

Oh, did you'? Well, he seemed OK.
I think.

He asked questions about me
and talked about his dream

of opening up a hospital
for medium to large animals.

Said he didn't really like pets.

That's a bit odd, isn't it,
for a vet'?

So do you know his nibs here,
or what'?

No, but I know his daughter,
Cilly.

- What?
- Cecilia.

- Everyone calls her Cilly.
- Oh, God, give me strength.

Lord Pendlebury! Agatha Raisin
and James Lacey from Carsely.

We're here collecting
on behalf of children in Africa.

You're wasting your time, I'm
afraid. I don't like children.

Too many of them. Good day.

Fine-looking stables
you have here, sir.

I'm a horseman myself. I was
in the Household Division.

- Mounted?
- Life Guard.

Well, let me give you a tour.

- It's a fantastic setting.
- Thank you.

The Pendleburys have bred horses
here since the Reformation.

You must be very proud.

Excuse me.
Could I have a quick word'?

I gather you had an incident
here...

One of your horses
had an accident?

Oh, no. That vet Bladen did.

Thank you.

Ooh!

- He injected himself.
- Careless, isn't it'?

Clearly.
But accidents do happen.

Why was no-one around
to help him'? lf I may ask'?

Seems strange.

Surely Bladen knew you can't
operate on a horse on your own.

No, of course not.

Tell the truth,
I forgot he was coming,

and it was the stable lads'
day off,

so there was no-one here.

- Is that a fact'?
- It is.

How did you get along with him'?
Bladen, I mean.

Preferred his partner, Rice.
Less cocky.

Shall we go on'?

- My daughter, Cecilia.
- James. How nice to see you.

Cilly.

AGATHA: Pendlebury is lying.

But what possible reason
could he have for killing him'?

Well, I don't know that, do I?

Maybe Bladen was shagging
his daughter!

Either way, he's a suspect.
And so is she.

- Cilly'? On what grounds?
- Too beautiful.

You can't be that beautiful
without being deranged.

- Oh, that's brilliant.
- It makes total sense.

Everywhere you go,
everyone you see,

people's jaws dropping.
It messes with your head.

It's like Prince Charles
and paint.

- Maybe this was a bad idea.
- Too late, my friend.

You've committed.

Right, I need to talk to
Bladen's partner

about Pendlebury.

That's about it, really.

Obviously the medical records
are here,

and you know your way
around all the IT here.

- What happened to Miss Mensa?
- Chloe'? Handed in her notice.

Did she, now'? That's convenient.

Far from it.

So were her and Paul at it'?

I'm very sorry. It's just, Paul
and I had dinner last night

and I'm finding it difficult
to process.

- (Phone rings)
- I think we're all struggling.

What was wrong with the horse?

He had a respiratory condition.
Paul wanted to operate.

One of Pendlebury's staff
should have been there.

Paul wouldn't have made
such a mistake

with such a lethal anaesthetic.

I've been going over and over
that in my head.

I just assume
Paul started prepping

on the assumption that the
stable hands would return and...

I don't know.
We'll probably never know.

Maybe His Lordship didn't want
the operation to go ahead.

Cherokee wouldn't have been able
to sire for a while, I suppose.

Why is that important'?

Pendlebury breeds horses. He
needs the money it brings him.

Excuse me.

Thank you. Bye.

Er, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, a couple of onions,
please, Gene.

A pound of tomatoes.
Oh, and I need to know

who has been out with Paul
Bladen since he moved here.

Right you are.

Ooh. Two ticks.

Ladies. Josephine.

(Phone rings)

Cilly'?

No, not at all.
Good to hear from you.

Tomorrow'?

No, no. That'd be fine.

I'll see you then. Bye.

- Guess what'?
- What?

Lord Pendlebury used his horse
Cherokee as a stud.

And this is relevant because]?

Because an operation would put
horsey out of action

and lose Pendlebury thousands.

Oh, OK. I'll ask Cilly about it.

She wants to meet for a drink
tomorrow night.

And you said yes, did you'?

- Have you a problem with that'?
- No, I don't have a problem.

Hey, Gem. How did you get on
with the fishwives'?

OK, so they are, present company
excluded, Emma Comfrey...

Can't be her.
She's on a cruise. Next.

- And Mrs Harriet Parr.
- Harriet Parr'?

Ooh, that explains why Percy was
so snippy about the goldfish.

So, in terms of suspects,
we have got Lord Pendlebury,

Percy and/or Harriet Parr,

who is going to be at the cheese
and cider tasting tonight!

(Hum of conversation)

Tragic, wasn't it, what happened
to Paul Bladen'?

- Such a breath of fresh air.
- Was he'? Can't say I noticed.

Josephine, tell me. Did Percy
know about Harriet and...

Oh, yeah. He caught them...
canoodling.

Harriet's homemade hooch.
It can strip paint.

Have some cheese and biscuits
to soak it up.

Mrs Josephs.

I'll need a sponge
to soak that up.

Huh... Justice.

A dish best served cold.

I think you mean revenge.

Korma. What goes around...

- I think that's karma.
- Much calmer now he's dead!

Call on me first thing tomorrow.

I'll tell you all you need to
know about Paul ruddy Bladen.

(Thunder)

I love you!
I know you're in there!

I love you!

Look, I'm staying nearby and I'm
not leaving until I've seen you.

Do you hear me'?

- Roy'?
- Roy'?

- (Shouts) Roy!
- What do you mean, Roy'?

Jack'?

You turned Jack The Lad Pomfret!

That man was straighter
than a Roman road!

What did you do'?
No, don't answer that.

He was just another guy.
It was just another party.

- Mm-hm.
- OK, weekend.

All right, fortnight in Morocco.
But how was I to know'?

He's left his wife
and everything.

What'? Really? Jack had a wife'?

Er, you have finished it,
haven't you'?

I can't. It'll break his heart.
You saw him.

Huh, what do I do'?

Man up!

Actually, woman up!

Roy, you have got to tell him
the truth!

Hello'?

(Knocks)

(Door creaks)

Mrs Josephs?

((321809)

Oh, Mrs Josephs!

(Exhales)

Who on God's earth would want
to kill Mrs Josephs?

No-one.

Mrs Josephs was a diabetic.

It seems she made a mistake
injecting herself.

- So it wasn't murder'?
- Why would it be'?

Because last night she said

she had something to tell me
about Bladen.

Agatha, go home.

We'll be over in a while
to take a statement. OK'?

OK.

She said justice was a dish
best served cold.

And then she mentioned korma.

- Chicken or lamb'?
- Really?

- You're missing the point.
- I'll be the judge of that.

What's wrong, Wong'?

Earlier on you told me it was
natural causes. What's all this'?

You think it's murder,
don't you'?

I don't think anything.

Until someone tells me
what to think,

I don't think at all,
and neither should you.

Constable.

All right. OK.

"Forensics found scuff marks
on the stairs,

all the way from the front room
to the bathroom,

as if Mrs J
was dragged upstairs."

So why do that'?
Unless someone had given her

a lethal dose that made it
look like an accident.

But why'? What's the connection
to Bladen or Pendlebury'?

And what did Mrs Josephs
want to tell me'?

Could anyone have overheard her
arranging to meet you'?

Most of the women
at the Carsely Ladies' Society -

Sarah, Josephine, Harriet Parr.

Harriet Parr. Of course.

Maybe Mrs Josephs had something
on Harriet about Bladen'?

Does Bill say anything
in his little black book

about neighbours seeing anyone
entering Mrs Josephs' house'?

Well, no-one.

But it does say the murderer
could have used the field

at the back of the house.

You see, the thing is,
if I had murdered Mrs Josephs

by injecting her with something,
I wouldn't leave that

lying about in amongst
all her bottles and pills.

- With you so far.
- So what would I do'?

I'd hurl it out of the car
window at the first opportunity,

probably somewhere
round about here.

The killer injected Mrs Josephs
with a sandal?

Well, have you got
any better ideas?

No, but I'm supposed to be
seeing Cilly soon.

- What are you thinking, Gem'?
- Agatha's right,

but they'd be all indecisive,
wouldn't they?

So they'd think about chucking
it, but then they'd stop,

but they'd be effing
and blinding...

"'Why did she effing have to do
that, silly old bag'?

Why couldn't she keep
her effing nose out of it?"

- She'd be ranting...
- Taking you further along.

Yeah. Round about to here,

where you'd chuck the whatsit
out of the car

and it would land round about...
here,

where that funny little
bottle is.

No! Don't touch it!

You'll contaminate the evidence.

Epinephrine.

I know about that
from my army days.

It's adrenaline.

Which, if injected,
can cause a heart attack.

Huh! I knew it! Natural causes!

Which one of our motley crew
of suspects

would know about adrenaline?

Well, there's Pendlebury
and his silly daughter.

But Mrs Harriet "butter wouldn't
melt in your mouth" Parr'?

- Really?
- Fair point.

Although she did used to be
a district nurse. Oh!

- We have to tell Bill.
- Right.

You need to stay here
and guard the bottle.

You need to go and tell Bill.

Roy, Jack.

I'll go and confront
Harriet Parr.

I want to talk to you
about Mrs Josephs.

And Paul Bladen.

Come in.

- Hello, James.
- Hi.

Cilly. So sorry.

So, as a district nurse,

you must have given out
injections willy-nilly?

Yes, at times.
Why are you asking?

Do you know what,
I'm just gonna out to the chase.

I know about you and Paul,
and I know that Percy found out.

But that didn't stop you.

Which is why you took
a healthy goldfish to the vet's.

But Percy followed you,
didn't he'?

So you couldn't see Paul.
And even that didn't stop you.

- I don't know what you mean.
- It was you on the phone,

pretending to be his wife.

What happened?
Did you and Paul have a row,

and did Mrs Josephs know
how you felt about him

- and threaten to tell everyone'?
- No! I just wanted to see Paul.

He was so young and so brave.

He was going to found a hospital
for medium to large animals.

- (Door bangs)
- I could never harm him.

Get out. Just get out!

There's something
I wanted to ask you.

Is there
something wrong with me'?

- Am I not attractive?
- No, no, not at all.

Oh. Yeah, I didn't think so.

No, no, no.
No, you're very attractive.

- Why would you think otherwise'?
- Because of Paul Bladen.

I tried everything. I threw
myself at him. Literally.

Bared my soul and...more.

- He just wasn't interested.
- I'm sure it's not that.

Everyone thinks I'm a spoilt
rich girl. I'm not!

We're completely skint.

Is that why your father didn't
want Bladen to operate'?

I didn't know he didn't.

Do you know where he was
when Bladen was killed?

Yeah, sure.
He was with me in London.

We had a meeting at the bank.
We didn't get back till evening.

Oh, right, where's Jimbo, then'?

Anyway, I was telling everyone
about the swearing.

I was just messing about,
and that is when we found it.

Here we are, look.
He's put in a marker.

The bottle with the adrenaline
in it used to kill Mrs Josephs.

Probably got fingerprints on it.

What bottle'?

Agatha's not gonna be happy.

True generally.

Aggie...

That big'? (Laughs)

James. What are you doing here'?
With her'?

You didn't stay with the bottle!
It could have been evidence

- that could've nailed Percy!
- Percy'?

- What about Harriet'?
- Oh, forget her.

Is this the medicine bottle
you mentioned?

What?
I can't believe you've told her!

No, no, no. It's fine.

She was with her father
when Bladen was at the farm.

Which rules them out, no'?

Right, OK.
Who else have you told'?

Anyone else'? About the bottle'?

Could anyone have overheard you,
maybe? In the pub'?

- Sarah, Gene, Josephine...
- Brilliant!

Loads...of people.

And that woman
who was eyeing you up.

Excuse me! Can you just... We...

- What woman'?
- The Brummie blonde.

- The vet's secretary!
- Chloe Mabbs.

Yeah.
And she's after the barman.

So maybe Bladen dumped her
and she wasn't happy.

She would have had access
to adrenaline.

Right, so, how do we find her'?

Friday night?
Jesters in Evesham.

That's where everyone goes.

- I have to tell DCI Wilkes.
- Must you'?

(Thumping dance music)

What is this music?

Acid house funk techno trance
dub stuff'?

There she is!

We can't chat to Chloe
on the dance floor, can we'?

We need to create a distraction.

Someone's gonna
have to go in there.

I'm in charge. Leave it to me.
Thank you.

Brilliant.

- What's he doing'?
- He's creating a distraction.

Coming through.
Police business. Out the way.

Thank you.

Right, Mr DJ, out the music.

- (Music stops)
- Thank you. Police business.

(Clubbers all groan and boo)

- (Jeering)
- Make a bit of room.

MAN: Switch it back on!
SECOND MAN: Turn it back on!

Oh, my sweet goodness.

(Cheering and whooping)

A word.

Were you eavesdropping on him
in the pub'?

Him'? Do me a favour.

- Why did you leave your job'?
- No Bladen to ogle, no fun.

- Did you go out with him'?
- No chance.

He only went for rich bitches.
I've not got a penny.

Nor has Cecilia. Maybe
that's why he didn't go for her.

- Whereas...
- Whereas what'?

- Harriet Parr isn't rich.
- Yes, she is.

Percy's so tight,
she's got a fortune.

Well, why did Bladen need money'?

For his animal hospital for
medium to large animals.

He wined them, dined them,

shagged them,
then asked them for money.

TOW...

(Cheering and whooping)

Calm down. Calm down.

(Church bell striking)

(Vehicle approaches)

(Engine off)

Look.

About Bladen.

- You weren't to know.
- I don't want to talk about it.

I'm going to find out
who killed Mrs Josephs

because she was a good woman.

And then I'm going to go
and join a nunnery.

(Chuckles)

- You can't do that.
- Why not'?

I'd...miss all this.

And...l'd...miss you.

James, you're only doing this

because you're bored
and you've got writer's block.

I'm not stupid.

Hodge?

- (Door creaks)
- (She yawns)

You got some sleep, then'?

Yeah. Well, I think
I drifted off about...five.

The cards and cakes,
supporters from the villages.

The flowers are from
Josephine Webster.

And Sarah says not to worry,

there's already a search party
out for Hodge.

Hodge...

Hm...

Well, would you look at that'?

ROY: So why Josephine Webster?

AGATHA: She's a widow,
and she's got stacks of cash.

She was at Ladies' Night,

she could easily have heard
Mrs Josephs talking to me.

And she was in the pub when
James talked about the bottle.

She spread the word about
who Bladen had gone out with,

but maybe, just maybe, she
neglected to include herself.

She's going. Where's she going'?

Let's follow her.

Quick. Quick.

Him!

What's she doing with him'?

What's he doing with her'?

Maybe you're right.
Maybe they have got Hodge.

Park Hodge just for a second.

We all know Bladen tried it on
with every fishwife,

every... Lots of people.
And therefore possibly her.

And as we can see, Rice is
clearly enjoying her company.

So what if he had a grudge
against Bladen and killed him'?

- How can we prove it'?
- I can go to the surgery,

check the appointments book,
see if he was there that day.

- And what do I do'?
- Just a second...

Excuse me... Peter Rice
and his lovely partner...

So they're booked in for dinner
at seven,

so they're not going anywhere
any time soon.

So you stay here and watch them.

I'll check the appointments book
and have a look for Hodge.

What, and I just stand here'?

Why not'? Or you could salve your
conscience and...contact Jack.

(Text alert)

Jack! What are you doing here'?

This is where I've been staying.

I honestly did not want it
to be like this,

but at the end of the day,

I shouldn't have been a coward,
and I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hum
your feelings,

and I never, ever

wanted to cause any problems
in your life.

But the truth is,

you and I,
we're just not meant to be.

Will the woman asking about you
earlier be joining you, sir'?

Blond hair, sharp bob,
lots of colour.

Hodgey'? My little man.

Don't worry. If you're in here,
I'm coming for you.

Just after I've done this.
Right...

Oh, bingo! So he was out
the day Bladen died!

(Door opens)

JAMES: Gemma'? Where's Agatha?

Who'd have thought it'?

You've finally been straight
with me.

I meant everything I said.

- Yeah. Yeah, I know.
- (Phone rings)

Where are you,
and where's Agatha?

More to the point,
where's the vet'?

- Ssh! Everybody be quiet!
- (Cat miaows)

Tewks! What are you doing here'?

You're supposed to be dead.

You haven't seen Hodge,
have you'?

Hodgey'? (Smacks lips)

Here, Mr...

Hello, my wee man!

You, Hodge,
are coming home with me.

- I'm not sure he is, actually.
- (Gasps)

You can't kill me.
The police'll know.

Do you think? I'm not sure.

I could have discovered you
breaking into my surgery.

Why did you kill Bladen'?
Let alone Mrs Josephs.

- Now, she was a mistake.
- A mistake?

Josephine told me
she wanted to talk to you.

I thought she knew something.
I confronted her.

She was ... confused.
I lost my temper.

What about Bladen'?
Was he a mistake too'?

Paul wanted to run
before he could walk.

I knew he'd be good
for business,

but he didn't like pets.

He wanted to build
an animal hospital.

And for that he needed money.

So he started fleecing women
left, right and centre.

- Including Josephine.
- Yes.

I'd spent years waiting for her,

waiting for the day when she saw
that I was the one.

Instead he steamed in there, he
wined her and dined her, and...

Broke her heart.

I knew he was at Pendlebury's,
so went up there to have it out.

But when I got there,
I saw this.

Why should Paul have everything'?
Why should he get what he wants?

You don't have the monopoly
on being a loser.

None of us get what we want.

What we do is find people
who are all right,

and we cling to them.
Good people.

Like Mrs Josephs.

I bet you can't even tell me
her Christian name.

(Cries out)

Look!

(Moans)

(Cat miaows)

Rice!

(Groans)

Castration forceps.

Nice work, Gemma.

(Cat miaows)

- I thought Tewks had...
- Oh. Yeah. No, I know.

Mrs J was just confused.

The vet was only keeping him in
overnight

cos he had that whiffy breath
thing.

Anyway, it's sorted now,
cos Agatha�s adopting him.

- Where is she'?
- Erm, at Mrs Josephs'.

(Cries)

(Sniffs)

(Sniffles)

Judith.

Her name was Judith.

(Sobs)

Don't. You're gonna get snot
all over your jacket.

I don't care.

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