All language subtitles for Agatha Raisin s01e08 Murderous Marriage.eng

(Scream)

(Big Ben chimes)

(Low conversation)

(Coughing and conversation)

What did you get one
with a dodgy wheel for'?

(Overlapping voices)

Budge up, Lizzie, darling.
Give us some room.

Don't mess with the covers.
You're making me cold!

(Other voices in background)

MAN: They've done it.

Well, look at this.

What'?

Nothing.

(Siren in background)

Hooray!

(Laughter)

OK. Gather round.

To you four
beautiful people here.

- My friends.
- Aww.

Can I just say that I am happier
now than I have ever been'?

Living here!

And a lot of that
is down to you.

And James?

And James. (Laughs)

This has been
an amazing hen party.

Whoo!

Aggie, your carriage awaits.
Gemma, take over.

There we go.
You got her. You got her.

- Oi.
- Come here.

I just want to say,

the only thing that could

- make me any happier...
- Hurry up, mate.

- ...is...
- He's a barrel of laughs!

...if you and Bill
got together.

I don't think
it's going to happen.

Aww.

Bill likes you
more than he likes Mum.

And that is entirely
understandable.

No, it's not!

(Laughs)

I think he's probably
over me by now.

Gemma, make sure
she gets her beauty sleep.

She's going to need it
after tonight.

Roy, not even
that facetious little remark

is going to ruin my happiness.

Oh, I say.

Bye, Bill.

Are you going to be all right'?

That's what you do, isn't it'?

Cheerio.

- Come on, Bill.
- (Groans)

- Away!
- Which way'?

That way.

(Bells ringing)

- Morning, Sarah.
- Oh, good morning.

Morning.

- The flowers are gorgeous.
- Really beautiful. Thank you.

Arranged by Juliet
and the Ladies' Committee.

- I'm very grateful.
- Sarah did most of it herself.

Agatha wanted to bring in
an expensive London florist

but we told her this was one
event she was not going to PR.

- Shall we'?
- Let's.

- See you later.
- See you later.

- OK'?
- Yeah.

Oi!

Is Agatha Raisin
getting married today?

Yes, and I'm late.

- Are you invited?
- I wouldn't think so.

I'm the last person
she'll want to see.

James and Agatha.

If either of you
know of any impediment

why you may not lawfully be
joined in matrimony,

you must confess it now.

(Door opens)

BILL: Stop!
- (Rattling)

This has to stop!

I cannot let this continue!

Bill'? What are you doing'?

Jez, you can't go on with this.

Agatha, you're making
a huge mistake!

Bill, stop it.

I know you've had a crush on me
since I arrived in the village

and while I value you
as a friend...

This isn't about me.

It's about him.

Who's he'?

Agatha's husband.

(Shocked gasps)

(Groans)

Jimmy?

I thought you said he was dead.

I thought he was dead.

We never did get round to
getting divorced, did we, Aggie'?

How much money do you want'?

Well, there's my emotional
distress, isn't there,

and my bus fare back to London.

- 50 quid?
- That'll do.

Each.

What's happened,
Mr Harvey'?

Agatha's husband turned up.

Where's the nearest
off-license, then, squire?

Well, that's my place, but I'm
not selling you any liquor.

Well, where's the nearest offy
that's not your place?

Ancombe.

Some good news, Aggie. Jimmy's
agreed to a quickie divorce.

And as soon as that's done,

you're free to go through
the whole thing again.

How long do you think
it'll take'?

However long it takes,

you're not going to be
marrying me, Agatha.

- Oh, don't be so silly.
- I'm not being silly.

OTHERS: Yes, you are.

It took a lot
to get me here today.

Because I believe that marriage
should be based on trust.

How can I ever
trust you again, Agatha?

You embarrassed us
in front of everyone.

I'm sorry.
I genuinely thought...

I don't want to hear it!

Stay at Gemma's.

- (Chattering)
- (Bicycle bell)

- (Exhales heavily)
- (Knock at door)

' Aggie.
- Mm?

- Are you awake'?
- Yeah.

We brought you some
extra tissues, just in case.

Thank you.

And some Jaffa Cakes.

What am I going to do, Gem'?

(Ducks quacking)

Hello, Karen.

Hello. Are you after
a cup of sugar?

No. No. No.
Erm...l wondered if you'd

maybe had doubts
about your move here.

And if you would consider
selling my cottage back to me.

Oh, I see.

I was wondering
on the off-chance

if you were maybe
regretting your move and...

I'm not regretting it.

I'm sorry, Agatha.

L was lonely in London
and I love the feel of it here.

Like tomorrow night there's the
barn dance at the village hall.

- Are you going'?
- Er, yeah. Probably.

L hear that Charles Fraith
is doing the calling.

And he's a bit gorgeous
and worth a bob or two.

Mm.

Morning, SEXY!

What do you want now'?

I thought you'd gone.

I've run out of money,
haven%I?

Really? Have you'?

Well, you're getting nothing
from me.

I'll have to stick around
in the village, then, wont I'?

Why are you doing this, Jimmy?

You ruined my life once. Why
are you trying to do it again'?

If you don't give me money
every week,

I'm gonna stick around!

That's what I've decided!

I ain't going anywhere, Aggie!

Get off my bike!

Get off me!

- I'm your husband!
- Not any more!

Leave me alone!

(Siren)

Mrs Agatha Raisin?

Yes.

I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the murder

of your husband, Jimmy Raisin.

Are you mad'?

She was seen assaulting him,
Mrs Bloxby,

right where he was killed.

Jimmy's dead'?

A Mrs Karen Hardy
saw a heated argument

between you and the victim,

which ended in an assault
this morning.

Mrs Hardy apologises,
but she had to report it.

Well, it's true.

He was asking for money.
I got angry and I whacked him.

- And was that all'?
- Yes.

He must have hit his head.

I didn't think to look back
and check that he was all right.

(Door opens)

What are you doing here'?

I was arrested
at Bristol Airport

On my way to Cyprus.

And our honeymoon villa.

The police think I killed Jimmy.

I'm not sure that they do.

I think they're going to
let us out in a bit.

- But I hit him and he fell.
- That's not what killed him.

They told me
that Jimmy was strangled.

And there were boot prints
around the body.

That's why
they thought I was involved.

Well, who would want to
strangle Jimmy?

Only us.

Hi. I'm looking for
a guy called Jimmy Raisin.

- No idea. Ask Lizzie.
- Thanks.

Hi, I was wondering
if I could ask you

some questions
about Jimmy Raisin?

Thank you for getting us
out of jail.

(Mobile phone rings)

It's Roy.

Well, your Jimmy
had a reputation

for being a bit of a rascal.

He'd find stuff out
about people

like they were claiming
housing benefit

while sleeping rough

and then blackmail them to
take a cut of the money.

Had he been on the streets long'?

Yeah, but about four years ago

he got taken up
by a homeless charity

run b y a woman called
Mrs Gore-Appleton

and whisked off to
Hunter's House.

What's Hunter's House?

It's a posh drying-out clinic.

Did it work'?

No, he was back on
the South Bank within a year.

OK. Thanks, Roy.

- Always a pleasure.
- Mind out!

Was he homeless
when you were dating him'?

No. He wasn't homeless.

He was handsome and funny and...

I knew that he drank

but you tend to think
the best of people, don't you,

when you're 20'?

I have to go.

Charles,

will you take your very generous
wedding present with you'?

I'm sure you can get a refund.

I think I'm going to wait
a while before I do that.

Just a hunch.

(Door opens and shuts)

Are you thinking of
staying the night'?

Look at this.

Hunter's House. It's only
a couple of miles away.

- So'?
- So,

it means that Jimmy
was in this area four years ago.

Do you think
that's a coincidence?

Maybe.

Well, maybe we should go there
tomorrow and make an inquiry

about a booking or something.

We could try and find an address

for this
Mrs Gore-Appleton woman.

She might be able to fill us in
on Jimmy's time there.

I've tried to find her address,

but the charity
seems to have folded.

OK. We'll do that
first thing tomorrow.

OK.

I'll set up the spare room
for you.

You can go back to Gemma's
after the barn dance.

- (Door shuts)
- (Tuts)

(Birdsong)

Our fees here, for 24-hour
individually tailored rehab,

are three and a half
thousand pounds a week.

Could I ask for whom
you're inquiring?

Yes, it's for my friend here.
She's a hopeless alcoholic.

Yes, I am.

She displays
all the chronic symptoms:

she's a liar;
she lets people down;

and you can't trust her
as far as you can throw her.

(Whispers) I understand.

An old drinking buddy of hers,
Jimmy Raisin,

received some treatment here
a few years ago.

I remember.

I wonder if you have
a contact number for him,

or for the charity
that paid for his treatment,

run by a Mrs Gore-Appleton,
I believe.

Yes. I'd just like to
get in touch with him,

so that I know what to expect.

I'm afraid we don't give out
any personal information.

But let me show you
the premises.

Thank you.

Mornings begin with breakfast
in the canteen...

- Look!
- ..which we nicknamed

"Sobriety Central".

What does breakfast consist of'?

Oops!

Gore-Appleton...

(Camera shutter sound effect)

Well, no-one
with the name Gore-Appleton

has ever lived at the address
she gave the clinic.

Well, what about the offices
of her old charity?

It's now a minicab firm.

The woman's vanished
into thin air.

Or never existed.

AGATHA: OK, well, thanks, Roy.

(Sighs)

We could always check out
some of the others

at the clinic at the same time.

They might know
something about her.

Where's that list'?

What about Sir Desmond

and Lady Derrington'?

OK.

I hope you enjoy
the rest of the day.

Thank you for your advice.

Oh, James... Look at this
sweet little flower.

Sneezeweed. Not my favourite,

but Her-in-Charge
likes a splash of colour.

It's a very beautiful garden.

It gives me something to do
after I left the Guards.

I'm recently decommissioned
from the Cavalry.

Ah, do you know Tim Simmonds?
Excellent chap.

Very well indeed.

Look, erm...stay for a glass
of something afterwards.

And er...bring your
little Scottie friend, eh'?

Are you local, Captain Lacey'?

- No.
- Yes.

Well, which is it'?

Well, my little Scottie friend
is hoping to be local soon.

Yes.

She's a hopeless alcoholic,
you see.

Untrustworthy.

Her life
a tissue of crippling lies.

And I was thinking of checking
her into Hunter's House

to clean her up.

I hear from people who've been
there that it's very expensive.

I hope you don't find me rude,

but I had heard that you
had been there yourself.

- Good gracious, no.
- Oh...

It's just that a friend of ours,
Jimmy Raisin,

had said that
he had met you both there.

Don't be absurd.

You were there four years ago'?
September?

Well, your friend Raisin
is obviously still drunk,

because we haven't set foot
inside the place.

- He's lying!
- I know he's lying!

He must have been there with
another woman, some girlfriend.

Well, maybe we should
come back

when the wife's not around
and question him.

Oh, no!

I'm sick of scum like you
and Raisin!

- Fair enough!
- We're just leaving!

You'll get no more money
out of me! Do you hear'?

Crystal clear!

- Step on it! Step on it!
- I'm stepping on it.

What are you doing'?

I'm writing a list of suspects.

Is that a permanent marker'?

No, it's not
a permanent marker.

Right. Who have we got'?

Sir Desmond Derrington.

He was angry enough with us
for even mentioning Jimmy.

Well, I know. So what could
he have done to Jimmy himself

if he'd tried getting more money
out of him'?

- Anyone else'?
- No.

That's it. It's got to be him.

This must be your record.

- One suspect. 24 hours.
- (Chuckles)

We are an excellent team.

(Knock at door)

- Agatha.
- Yes'?

Mrs Agatha Raisin?

Yes.

Did you visit Sir Desmond
Derrington this afternoon?

How do you know that'?

- His wife told us.
- I'll handle this.

His wife told us.

She saw him threaten you

and asked him for the truth

about his trip
to Hunter's House.

And after he confessed
about his extra-sexual activity,

she told him to sling his hook.

And he turned his gun on himself
as he sat in the car.

- (Gasps)
- Oh, God.

Maybe he shot himself
out of guilt.

Jimmy had already
blackmailed him before

and we think
he was trying to do it again.

- We thought of that too.
- Yeah.

Did we'?

Yes. But Lady Derrington said
he was with her all yesterday

preparing the garden
for the open day,

so it couldn't have been him.

(Band plays)

And forwards.

And back.

Forwards, turn left.

And twizzle...

Ladies on a spit.

- And polka with your partner.
- (Groans)

Are you ready to go round again'?

So have you found this
Fiona Gore-Appleton woman'?

No. Not yet.

The woman
seems to have disappeared

as completely
as her dodgy charity.

Or she's changed her name.

- (Music ends)
- (Cheering and clapping)

Bill.

My mum asks
if you'd like to dance.

Er... I said I'd get Charles
another beer.

Sorry.

Ladies and gentlemen, the next
dance is The Flying Scotsman.

(Cheering)

Three sets of couples, longwise.

Gentlemen, keep the band on
your left, ladies on the right.

- Now I'll hand you over to Jim.
- Thanks, Charles.

Ladies...

I think this Fiona Gore-Appleton
woman could be living locally.

Ah, who cares'?

Think about it, Gem.

Jimmy arrives in the village
and he recognises her.

If she's got something to hide,

Jimmy could have been
blackmailing her.

So she kills him.

You're just in a mood cos James
is dancing with the newbie.

No, I'm not.

I'd really like to kiss Bill,
you know'?

Gemma, can you concentrate?

I think I'm
onto something here.

We knew nothing
about these two newbies

that have arrived in the village
three or four weeks ago.

Karen Hardy and...

The pretty one
dancing with James.

How do we know they are
who they say they are'?

(Music drowns out speech)

(Music drowns out speech)

James. I need to talk to you.

Do you mind'?

- Forget about that a minute.
- I can't.

What do we know
about Juliet and Karen'?

- Well...
- Nothing.

- Nothing.
- Exactly.

Well, I think
that this Fiona Gore-Appleton

could be living
right under our noses.

We need to find out if these
women are who they say they are.

How do we do that'?

- Well...
- Oh, no, you have a plan.

I can't believe
you talked me into this.

Thankfully Juliet
left the window open.

And Karen
hadn't changed my locks.

What are we looking for'?

Passports, gas bills, anything
official with her name on it.

We need to see if
she really is Juliet Comfort.

OK.

I'll do the same
for Karen Hardy.

We will be back at that dance
in no time.

Oh, my God.

What is it'?

Agatha?

- What have you found?
- Nothing.

It's just really odd

seeing someone else's
furniture in my cottage.

(Band continues to play)

Why aren't you dancing'?

Right, when one of these newbies
leaves, I've get to text Aggie.

Well done.

That was very good.

(Whistling)

Charlie, may I have the honour
of another dance'?

- My pleasure.
- Oh, but...

Mrs Hardy'?

The pleasure would be all mine.

Yes, I suppose it will be.

Forwards and back.

And again.

Link arms,
twice round your partner.

Some people find flirting
really easy, don't they?

Why don't you'?

Scared of being rejected,
I think.

So are they.

They're just a bit braver
about it.

OK, bugger it.

Hey, Bill.

I've been watching you at dances
and parties for 15 years new.

I've never actually
seen you dance.

- That's because I can't.
- That's rubbish.

Anyone can jiggle
about a bit.

No, you know how some people
are tone-deaf

- and shouldn't sing'?
- Oh, like Aggie'?

Yeah, like Agatha.
Well, I'm "dance deaf".

When I dance it upsets people.

That's an excuse.
You're dancing with me.

No, I'm all right.
Seriously, I'm all right.

No, I don't want to dance
with you, Gem!

- Sorry, I didn't mean...
- It's all right.

I didn't mean that.

It's so tidy.

She seems to have
put everything away.

Oh, hang on.

"The New House".

Well, I have got a load of bills

and they're all
in the name of Karen Hardy.

Well, that puts her
in the clear.

I shall see you
back at the dance.

- Oh, my.
- What?

Agatha, you are not
going to believe this.

Nothing like a barn dance to get
you going, don't you find'?

Wait till we're inside.

I can't.

I can't.

Oh, Charles...

- Juliet...
- Charles...

- Charles.
- What?

Someone's burgling my house.

Wait here.

- (Door opens)
- She's coming in!

Hey!

Stop there!

James?

(Alarm)

Hey!

(Squeaky toys)

Stop!

- (Squeaky toys)
- Hey, stop!

James, what's happening'?

I'm being chased.

By Who?

- Charles.
- James?

What were you doing
in there?

James?

- Agatha?
- Charles?

- It's Agatha.
- (Panting)

Juliet's not
who she says she is.

All of the stuff
en the sale of her house

is in the name of Patricia Gadd.

And if she's changed her name
once...

She could have done it before.

Oh, she's not the murderer,
is she'?

I quite fancied her.

- Juliet, can we have a word'?
- No, I have to go. Sorry.

Where are you going'?

There were people in my house.
I don't feel safe staying here.

Juliet, you cannot run away
from this.

- Hey!
- Hey!

- Patricia!
- Juliet!

- Juliet!
- Fiona!

You were right, Aggie.

I spoke to a friend of mine
in the Met

and they've been after
Gore-Appleton for a while.

She'd get huge donations
for her charity,

but just pocket the money.

Her only project
seemed to be Jimmy Raisin,

who she took up with
for a while.

I've got to go!

Imagine Juliet's shock

when she saw Jimmy turning up
for our wedding.

The one person in the world
who could identify her.

What are the chances of that?

Well, not high.

But don't you think that
chance governs the world.

Whether we're here or not,
who we fall in love with.

I mean, what are the odds of you
and I sitting here right now'?

I mean, think about it,
what if my parents hadn't met,

or your parents
hadn't met each other,

or their parents hadn't
gone to the same dance

and then plucked up the courage
to talk to each other?

All of these chance meetings
have ended up here

right now

with us.

I'm so sorry

that I didn't son out
my first marriage properly

and that I put you through that.

Thank you.

Jimmy was so long ago
that it almost feels like...

...he never existed.

And I feel like
I didn't really exist,

until I met you.

Give us a kiss.

(Vehicle draws up)

(Rumble of engine)

(Crunch of footsteps
as vehicle roars off)

It's getting hot in here.

Yes, it is.

WOMAN: James!
MAN: James!

James, are you in there?

WOMAN: James!
- James! James.

(Urgent knocking)

Who the hell's that'?

Just ignore them.

MAN: You've got to get out!

(Shouting continues)

I'd better go.

Oh!

(Coughing)

Get out!

James, are you in there?

Did you see anyone
in the surrounding area'?

No. Nothing else at all.
We were just on our way home.

Are you sure you have
somewhere to stay the night?

- Yes. Sarah's putting us up.
- Thank you.

Thank you for raising the alarm.

Well, I heard a car race off,
so I looked out of the window.

What colour of car was it'?

Blue.

Are you all right'?

James.

I won't be a minute.

Oh, I feel a bit overwhelmed
by everything.

Yeah, I bet.

And I keep thinking about Jimmy
and...

Oh, I know he was
a complete pain in the neck,

but he didn't deserve to meet
someone like that, did he'?

No.

And I feel as if I want to know
a little bit more about him.

OK.

And I feel guilty
for not grieving for him.

And...
And l...didn't stay in touch.

There's no need to feel guilty,
Agatha.

I know, I know.

But first loves, Bill.

They stay with you.

It's a powerful thing.

RADIO: DC Wong, come in.

Yes'?

The suspect has been
apprehended on the motorway.

OK, thank you.

They've picked up Juliet Comfort
on the M4.

She was heading for Heathrow.

"Juliet Comfort"...

Why call yourself
Juliet Comfort?

It felt like a happy name.

Ah... But is Juliet Comfort

a happier name
than Fiona Gore-Appleton'?

Well, that's
an irrelevant question,

really, Chief Inspector.

What actually is your name'?

Patricia Gadd.

I've never heard the name
Fiona Gore-Appleton.

But why change your name at all'?

Because I wanted to disappear?

- From the police'?
- From my husband.

Who is...abusive.

He's a hedge funder in the City

and he said if l ever left him
he would hunt me down.

So I squirreled some money away

and planned a new life
somewhere quiet.

I think that man burgling
my cottage last night...

- What man'?
- ..was working for him.

I think he's tracked me down.

So that's why
I ran away last night.

(Gentle strumming on guitar)

I can't believe Jimmy
ended up here.

I can't believe
you wanted to come here.

But if you insist on
having closure...

Ah... She's over here.

Lizzie...

Oh, hello.

Hi, erm, this is Jimmy's wife.

He used to call me
his little wife.

I didn't know he was married.

A very long time ago.

Are you sad he's gone'?

- Yeah.
- And me.

It's lonely without Jimmy.

Did he leave anything behind'?

Any belongings or anything'?

That's his worldly goods.

- Oh.
- Ooh.

- What's in there?
- Er...

A photo of a girl
with brown hair.

That's me.

Oh, give over.

Oh...he kept it all these years.

These clippings are all
articles that mention you,

including the profile piece

saying you're the best PR
in the country.

Another photo.

- That definitely isn't you.
- Oh, hang on.

- Um, "Me and Fiona".
- Fiona Gore-Appleton...

Well, that's Karen Hardy.

This is the woman
who bought my cottage!

Are the insurance people
still in your cottage?

Oh, I'm not going to be able to
get in for a few days.

Well, if you fancy some lunch,
I'm about to make a salad.

That'd be really nice,
thank you.

DC Bill Wong, please.

Well, could you please
get a message to him'?

So, what made you move here'?

I wanted to be
pan of a community.

And you'll think
this is a bit silly,

but when I saw the property,
I saw you were next door.

Surely you knew
why Agatha was selling?

You knew
we were getting married'?

You're not any more.

If you lay the table,

I'll go and change
out of this old thing.

- Then we can have lunch.
- I should go, really.

Oh, don't be silly.

You're perfectly safe.

I'm sure I can resist you.

(She hums)

Where are your knives and forks?

You don't keep your cutlery
where Agatha did.

Under the sink.

What do you think?

I got it at the boutique
in Stow.

You knew Jimmy.

Are you Fiona?

Fiona was just a name
for the charity.

Did you know you were buying
the cottage from Jimmy's wife'?

No.

I thought her surname
was a coincidence.

And I liked the symmetry of it.

I couldn't believe it
when he turned up.

And when he started
demanding money, well...

I was not going to have that.

I'm going to phone the police.

Of course.

I'd have let that fire burn

if the vicar and his wife
hadn't walked past.

Stay where you are.

(Distant siren)

Stop right there!

Just stop there!

Stop right there!

You're under arrest!

(Shouting)

Get off me!

- Take her.
- Get off me!

Hey, mister, your taxi awaits.

- How's the concussion?
- Better.

Good. I'm under very strict
instructions from the nurse.

The first sign of wooziness,

I'm to bring you
straight back here.

I don't feel like
going to Jez and Sarah's.

L feel like going to Cyprus
as the villa's still free.

- Get some sun.
- Good idea.

Well, I'm sure I could get us
flights by this evening.

I want to go on my own, Agatha.

Um, do some thinking.

OK.

Well, if you want me to join you
at any time, just text.

Let's just give it some time.

Mm.

Morning, Agatha.

Morning.

What time is James' flight?

- I don't know.
- Yes, you do.

Ten past three.

If he goes to Cyprus alone,

he's going to sit there

and find a reason
not to get back with you.

No, he won't.

He's been a bachelor for years,
Agatha.

His head is full of excuses

to not be
in a serious relationship.

It's his default position.

I should know.

If you're lucky enough to have
found someone you really like,

you have to persist.

Get on that plane.

There's a girl over there
who really, really likes you.

And who I know
that you really like too.

So stop finding excuses
not to give her a chance.

Because she's special.

And so are you.

JEZ: Hymn number 272: Love
Divine, All Loves Excelling.

(Exhales)

(Church bells ring)

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