♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪
♪ Train whistle blowin'
♪ Makes a sleepy noise
♪ Underneath the blankets
♪ For all the girls and boys
♪ Rockin' rollin' riding'
- Hey! Hang on. - What are we waiting for?
- I've got a bit of muck in me eye. - Eh?
Can't you see that copper?
♪ Many miles away
♪ Driver at the engine - Right!
♪ Fireman rings the bell
♪ Sandman swings the lantern
♪ To show that all is well
Hang on!
There!
♪ All bound for Morning Town
♪ Many miles away
Oi! What are you playing at?
♪ Where our train will ride
Look at that!
The Masked Marvel's coming to Aidensfield!
I've always wanted to see him.
♪ Rockin' rollin' ridin'
♪ Out along the bay ♪
Hey! Steady.
- You should have slept on. - I'm fine.
No, you're not. You were tossing and turning all night.
Oh, don't fuss!
Thought that's what you liked about me, the way I fuss over you.
Well, it certainly makes a change, that's for sure.
Look...
I know you just can't forget about them, but...
...I thought we agreed, once you left, there'd be no looking back.
Well, it's easy enough to say that, isn't it?
We haven't exactly rushed into this, you know!
I know, Mike.
I couldn't have done without you this past year.
Come here.
It's the kids I'm worried about.
They're practically grown up.
♪ JOE BROWN & THE BRUVVERS: A Picture Of You
♪ On a street corner or in the cafe
♪ All of the evening and most of the day
♪ My mind is in a maze, what can I do?
♪ Where's that wonderful picture of you?
♪ That wonderful picture of you
♪ I'm left with a picture of you ♪
How do you expect the citizens of Ashfordly to have faith in you lot
when you can't even protect your own police station!
Have either of you been outside this morning?
I've only been at headquarters an hour,
I come back, and the notice board is covered with flyposters!
We were waiting for you to come back, sarge.
To find out if there was any news.
Ah, well. I have to tell you that the reorganisation plans have been shelved.
Ashfordly Police Station will not be closing down.
Which means, Ventress, that you will not be taking early retirement.
You're both still serving police officers,
though sometimes that's hard to tell!
Which brings me back to that debacle outside.
Well, I didn't see anybody flyposting, sarge.
Oh, well, it must have been the Invisible Man then,
that took it upon himself to advertise some wrestling match.
Did I say something interesting, Ventress?
No, sarge.
- I mean, yes, but... - Alf's fond of the grapple game, sarge.
Ooh. An aficionado, are we, Ventress?
Well, erm... Mrs. Ventress and I share an interest, yes.
Well, you can take some more interest,
and scrape that lot off the noticeboard outside!
Now!
What do you mean, no charges?
I don't want trouble.
You've already got trouble.
Is Tony Phillips known to you?
- Mrs. Phillips. - Finally showed our face, have we?
Oh, go home, Tony. You're drunk!
Summat wrong with you, Mum, do you know that.
Tony, please! It's over between me and your dad!
I've tried. I promise, I've really tried!
- Yeah, looks like it! - Hang on, Tony.
Like I said, don't press charges, please.
I could have you up on two counts for the moment.
Drunk and disorderly and malicious damage.
You step out of line again, you'll be in court. All right?
Can you get her for the damage she's done?
All I broke were a window!
Thanks, Claude. That's for getting all them posters up.
Aye, right.
Hey, there's a quid short.
What about the rent for the barn? I've already laid that out!
Here. That's squares it for the posters.
You're going to have to wait for the rest till I get the ticket on it.
I thought I might.
- So, is that right, then? - Is what right, then?
That no-one's ever got his mask off.
But many have tried, lass, and many'll try again.
Nobody beats the Marvel.
I can't wait to see him!
It's all a con, if you ask me.
Well, I'll put your name down then, shall I?
We're looking for challengers.
If I were a bit younger, I'd take him on.
So, do you promote anything else, Mr. Starr?
His bank account.
Well, the Marvel's my main man, these days.
I sing a bit, you know.
Very nice.
I'm gonna need another favour, Claude.
Aye. Favours tend to cost money.
One of the lads is gonna need a bed for a few nights.
Really? Well, get me another Scotch and come in the office.
Cheers, Keith.
Two years I've been working here and never a cross word with anyone.
Now, look at them!
They'll get used to the idea. They'll come round.
It's like I've got the plague!
Can I have your attention
- for a minute, everybody! - Oh, Mike! Please.
- Tonight is a very special occasion. - Oh, for heaven's sake!
It's the start of our life together, me and Sylvia.
And I'd like to celebrate.
So, tonight's going to be a free bar.
Well, come on, everybody!
I want you to drink our health.
♪ Please lock me away
♪ And don't allow the day
♪ Here inside where I hide
♪ With my loneliness
♪ I don't care what they say
♪ I won't stay in a world without love
Brought him round nice and early, Claude, so he can get settled in.
Come on, Marv!
- BARKS - Hey, hey, hang on a minute.
What? Come on! I mean I can't put him in a B&B, can I?
I know. You said it'd be one of the lads.
Well, that's what he is.
I know, but he's frightening my dog to death!
BARKS
Shut up and get inside.
Tony, please! I just want to talk it over.
You should have talked before, not just walked out like that!
Just gone! You've left us!
It's not ALL my fault, you know!
It's you that shacked up with someone else!
- Here's one for you, Nick. - I'm a bit busy, Alf.
It's two o'clock in the morning,
and you see Greengrass coming out of Lord Ashfordly's forest.
He's carrying a set of antlers.
This exam is ages away!
What's the offence, if any?
Poaching.
Well, you have to be precise, Nick. No marks.
Erm... Deer Act... 1963.
'It's an offence to take or wilfully kill
certain deer during the close season.'
Good, but it's only antlers.
Well, the term 'deer' includes part of a deer
and antlers are part of a deer, so...
...if Greengrass hasn't got written permission, then...
...I'd have him.
You mean you'd exercise your power of arrest under Section Five of the Act.
You've got to say that in the test, not 'I'd have him.'
Well, thanks, Alf. I'll bear that in mind.
Right!
Now you see Greengrass riding down the road
on a tractor with a trailer.
and the trailer has got no springs, no number plate...
...and it's loaded with two tons of scrap metal and a pig.
Are you going to answer that?
These are the sort of things you have to deal with.
Ashfordly Police Station.
What was the address, madam?
Right. We'll get somebody down there straight away.
It's for you, Nick.
There's a disturbance on Aidensfield Estate.
- Who's involved? - Sylvia Phillips and her son.
Oh, not again!
BARKS
Come on, come on, son. Now, pack it in.
Claude. Can't you shut him up?
You can't blame Alfred,
not with Quasimodo there going about decked out like that
morning, noon and night.
I mean, does he have to wear that mask in the house?
I suppose he could take it off now.
We are amongst friends, I suppose.
I wouldn't count on it.
BARKS
Who's a pretty boy?
He looks nearly normal!
I am normal.
I really hate wearing this all the time, Mr. Starr.
It's your meal ticket, man. Don't moan!
Shut up! He's taken it off.
GROWLS
There's only one thing we want to talk about, mum.
Me and Vicki want you to come home.
You know how things have been between me and your dad this last year.
It wouldn't work!
If you won't come home, there's nothing to talk about.
What are you saying? That I've to stop seeing you?
That I can't call round any more?
Whatever's happened between me and your dad, whatever's gone wrong,
you're still my kids. I love you.
- I can't stand this. - Vicki, please!
Now look what you've done!
ANGRY VOICES
It's been going on for half an hour!
- Are you Mrs. Fowles? - I made the call. I live next door.
Are you all right, Vicki?
Come on, love, we can sort this out.
Leave us, will you, please?
- Get off! - Will you leave off?
- Tony, please! - Mum, get off.
- Let him go. - Get off!
Tony, don't push it. I warned you yesterday.
Jim, please stop him!
I think you'd better go. Come on, love.
Has this happened before?
No, not as far as I know, but she only moved out two days ago.
Jim's been coping very well, considering what he's been through.
This man has never ever been beaten in the ring.
And, don't forget, ladies and gentlemen,
this man's mask has never ever been removed!
- Mr. Greengrass. - Hello, Ken.
Do you know this challenge, is it open to anyone
Yeah, course it is. Provided they like hospital food!
We're looking for challengers, lad.
You reckon you could take him on, then?
I reckon I could do with t'prize money!
You'll need it to buy your bandages!
Put your name down, shall I?
- Yeah, yeah. - Fairbrother, Ken.
All right, son.
What's going on, Ventress?
Oh, it's the Masked Marvel meeting his fans, sarge.
Looking for challengers.
Book him.
What for?
Obstructing the highway, breach of the peace,
use your imagination!
Just move him.
Yes, sarge.
- How did you get on, love? - Oh, it was awful.
- Did you talk to Tony? - I tried.
Don't worry. They'll come round.
- They won't! - Just give 'em time.
You didn't see the look on their faces.
It was never going to be easy, love.
Well, I didn't think it was going to be like this.
Look. Why don't we go away for a couple of days.
- Run away, you mean? - No! Just a break.
It's them living so close, that's the problem.
I need to be on my own a bit, Mike.
I just need to think things through.
Please.
DOOR OPENS
I tell you what, Claude.
Herman's Hermits would have had a job getting a bigger crowd than that.
GREENGRASS: Oh, are we going to clean up around here?
BARKS
Come here! Come here! Hey, don't.
- Come here! Come here! -Ow! Ow!
What are you doing? Hey, hey, hey!
Come on! Come here, now!
Come on. What do you think you're doing?
- Go on! Go and lie down. - Ow!
Oh, that dog!
He bit me!
Traffic now.
Blue lights. Name seven vehicles that may show a blue light.
Seven police cars.
Nick, be serious. You've got to pass this exam.
So you can tell your parents you're going out with a sergeant?
No! I thought you were keen for promotion.
- I am! - Well, go on then. Seven vehicles.
Fire, police, ambulance,
blood transfusion, mine rescue,
bomb disposal...
There's more. You have to look them up.
Now, three occasions when a vehicle may cross a double white line on a road.
When turning right into a side road,
to avoid an accident,
and when complying with the direction of a constable in uniform.
Good! Now a procedural question.
You are off duty, you are walking past a licensed restaurant and
you realized that you haven't taken your girlfriend out for a meal for ages.
Detail your action.
BARKS
Hey!
I thought you went training in the morning.
- I do. - What are you doing here?
It's my leg.
Thanks to your ruddy dog!
Oh, it's not nice, is it?
So, how did you say he got this?
Alfred bit him, did he, Claude?
It's not his fault. He was provoked.
Well, we'll need to run tests to be certain that it could be septicaemia.
What's that one when it's at home?
Very serious. It's blood poisoning.
Alfred's not poisonous!
Maybe not, but the bite's become infected.
You'll need a course of antibiotics straightaway and a week's rest.
A week?!
Show starts tomorrow night!
WHIMPERS
Can you keep back, please?
Delta Alpha 24 to Control.
Control. Go ahead, Nick.
Alf, there's a possible hit-and-run on the Manningby Road.
The victim's Sylvia Phillips.
- What's going on? - The Sylvia Phillips case.
- The hit-and-run? - No. The murder case.
The preliminary report came in from the pathologist about an hour ago.
"Death was caused by a single blow to the head."
"No evidence of a collision with a vehicle."
So that's why the glory boys are here!
That's why Detective Superintendent Adams is here, yes, Bellamy!
And he's taking Nick along with him. Local knowledge.
(And he's using Blaketon's office!)
She left here about nine o'clock.
And where were you all evening, Mr. Scott?
Well, here, of course.
So you didn't go with her?
I wouldn't have been welcomed where she was going.
And where was that?
Sylvia has gone home to
make one last effort to get the kids to accept the situation.
I told her it was useless!
Best to let things settle,...
...especially with Tony!
Tony was being quite aggressive towards his mother, sir.
That was some of his handiwork, wasn't it?
Yes, sir.
♪ HUGO MONTENEGRO: The Good, The Bad And The Ugly
Tighten it!
Tickets are selling like hot cakes.
Soon as you get the cash in,
do you think you can settle up for the rent?
I'm not paying you a penny, if there's no show tomorrow!
You've got all the other wrestlers!
They're only the warm-up act!
Can't you get them to make it last a bit longer?
Ah, don't talk daft!
Why don't you intersperse it with a local sport or something?
You know, a bit of variety might go down well.
Oh, aye? Like what?
Oh, I don't know. Ferret racing!
Ah. It's not funny, Claude.
These folk are paying good money to see the Masked Marvel.
And thanks to this vicious little flea bag, he's out of action!
Ooh, I need a drink. And you're paying!
I admire your optimism!
I was here all evening. Sylvia never showed up.
Was anyone here with you?
My daughter was here for part of the evening,
and then she went over to her friend's.
Since her mother left, she's not spending much time in the house.
Where was your son?
Tony went out yesterday morning.
You were there. You saw him go off.
And when did he get back?
He didn't.
Was he out all night?
Yeah. Must have stayed with a mate.
So, where is he now?
I don't know!
Why are you asking all these questions about Tony?
I want an all-stations message put out for Tony Phillips.
Ah, right, sir. Ventress! Get onto it.
Excuse me, sir. This is Douglas Ripley.
Sylvia Phillips was on his bus last night.
He could've been one of the last people to see her alive.
One of the things you want is if you let Gina do the warm-up,
and then you can put your wrestlers on after.
Cause she's got a cracking voice, ain't she, George.
Oh, aye. Sings like a bird!
She's great. She'd have them eating out of her hand.
She's got her own backing band and all. Haven't you, Gina?
What?
I was saying you've got your own backing band.
Yeah... Oh, yeah!
I could get a few of the lads together.
So, am I on, then?
Got to be better than ferret racing.
- Ferret racing?! - Don't let it worry you.
A word.
I still haven't got a top-of-the-bill.
I know that, don't I! I'm working on it.
Well, work faster, or he is sausage meat.
What time did you drop Mrs. Phillips off?
About half past nine.
Did you see her go into a house?
No, I'd driven off by then. She was heading in that direction.
Sir! Excuse me.
Mr. Harris saw Sylvia go into the house.
He heard a row start up shortly afterwards.
- And where does he live? - Just there.
He said they were screaming at each other.
"Control to Delta Alpha 21."
Delta Alpha 21 receiving. Go ahead, Alf.
"I've got news for you on Tony Phillips."
He was arrested for being drunk and disorderly in Whitby
yesterday afternoon.
How long did they hold him?
"Overnight. They let him go this morning."
I think we'd better have another word with Mr. Phillips.
Maggie'll soon sort him out.
He'll just have a bit of a limp, that's all.
Claude, I can't put the Masked Marvel on if he's below par, can I?
It only needs one likely lad to get lucky,
like your pal Hercules over there...
...and the game will be up, the mask will be off!
It will be bye-bye the Marvel, and bye-bye my show!
- Are you listening to me, Claude? - No.
Well, you'd better think of something fast
...or I'll be done for, and so will you be.
No, I won't.
Because I think I've just thought of a way to salvage your
- entrepreneurial enterprise! - Eh?!
It's English. You wouldn't understand it, being a Barnsley American.
I was here all evening. Sylvia never showed up.
That's right!
The bus driver said he dropped her off on the corner about 9:30 pm.
Well, she never came here!
Your neighbour, Mr. Harris, said he saw her entering this house.
He couldn't have done!
He also said he heard raised voices,
voices which were identified as yours and your wife's.
I'm telling you, you've got it wrong.
Mrs. Daley from next door heard raised voices as well.
Same story as Mr. Harris.
A row that went on and on until all of a sudden it stopped.
Only Mrs. Daley reckons she heard three voices.
Okay.
Okay. What I said before wasn't true.
Sylvia was here last night.
So you did have a row?
- Yeah. - A row that suddenly stopped.
Did someone come in? Is that why it stopped?
- No. - So what happened?
- I did it. - You did what, Mr. Phillips?
I killed her.
I killed Sylvia.
Hmm. They're about t'same height, aren't they? Same build...
And with the mask on...
Put your mask on, Ken.
Like a pair of book ends! His own mother wouldn't know him.
By heck! It just might work.
Just might work? What did I tell you?
What might work?
I mean, we'll get away with it for a couple of shows!
- Get away with what? - I'll explain it all in a bit.
Hey, are you sure he can wrestle?
Erm, I mean... He can soon learn, can't he?
What are you talking about?!
It takes years of training to become a wrestler!
Look now. If somebody don't go in that ring tomorrow night,...
...we're all out of a job.
You've got 24 hours!
It's plenty!
Sylvia said she just wanted to talk.
She started to get hysterical.
Said I was poisoning the kids against her.
Go on.
She began hitting out at me, so I pushed her away.
That's when she fell.
Hit her head on the fireplace.
Is that how she died?
I panicked. I didn't know what to do.
I couldn't just leave her there! I was expecting Vicki home.
So you decided to get rid of the body.
I had to!
I thought no-one would have seen Sylvia come back and
I could make it look like an accident...
...for the kids' sake.
How did you move her?
I brought the car round the back.
Reversed it up to the door, put her in the boot.
- And then what? - Well, I... drove out the village.
Well, didn't you see anyone, pass any other cars?
Never saw a soul.
Which way did you go?
I took the Manningby road.
I stopped on the top.
I thought it might look like she'd been hit by a car.
I'm sorry.
Well, you and Supt Whatshisname wrapped one up in record time!
Will he write you a good recommendation?
Oh, I don't know.
I think he might have jumped the gun a bit.
Why?
Well, there's something a bit odd about Jim Phillips.
I think he was making it up as he went along.
Why, he was probably in shock, wasn't he?
What did the super think?
- He thinks he's got his man. - But you don't?
I can't believe someone can put a body in the boot of their car,
drive through the village up the Manningby road
and not see anybody else!
Well, he would have seen someone on the Manningby Road last night.
I got held up by workmen repairing a burst water main.
They reckoned it was an all-night job.
Now, can we please talk about something else?
♪ HUGO MONTENEGRO: The Good, The Bad And The Ugly
Don't be afraid! Go on, Gary! That's it!
Come on, Ken! Show him! Go on!
Come on, you're not ballet dancers. Get on with it!
That's it, Ken. You've got him!
Now, get your hand up!
Don't! Don't let him...
Morning, sarge.
Well, you're an early bird, Rowan.
Has that forensic report on Jim Phillips's car come in yet, sarge?
Aye. It's here somewhere.
Came in late last night.
There were no trace of hair, skin or blood in the boot.
He's lying, sarge.
Who's lying?
Well, Phillips said he put his wife's body in the boot of his car.
He couldn't have. It's clean as a whistle.
Come on, Ken! Oh, not again.
Go, go! That's it, Ken. You've got him!
Get him over.
Don't let him do that! Turn him round!
Yes!
'Ey up!
What did I tell you? It's just a matter of time!
Right! Now we've got this sorted this out, how about my £30 for the...
We're not out of the woods yet, Claude.
You'll get your brass at the end of the week
provided all this goes off without a hitch.
I hope you're not just putting me on a promise.
Come on, get up!
I'm completely satisfied with the outcome.
There's no evidence to suggest Phillips is lying.
There's a few unanswered questions, sir.
Such as?
The council workers on the Manningby road that night.
Jim Phillips said he didn't see a soul.
He must have gone a different way.
No sir. He said he took that road.
He wasn't in the frame of mind to register
which planet he was on that night, never mind which road he took!
Forensic couldn't find any trace of skin, blood or hair
in the boot of the car.
I've read the report, Sergeant.
Phillips must have cleaned out the boot after he dumped her.
There's also Mrs. Daley, sir.
She says she heard a third voice that night.
And you reckoned she can be certain of that, Rowan,
with the barney that was going on?
Look, we've got motive, opportunity and a confession, Constable.
If Rowan's right, sir, there's still a murderer on the loose.
Isn't that worth further investigation?
The case is closed, Sergeant.
You've changed your tune!
Not bad for a rugby player, is he!
Oh, he's a little find, Claude.
He's a little find!
And he's ten years younger than the other one!
Hey, now then! Who's a star?
Wasn't he brilliant, Claude?
What're you talking about? You weren't so bad yourself.
Wait till tomorrow night.
I'm gonna ask Mr Starr, can I stay on for a bit longer.
Well, why don't you go and see him now while he's in a good mood.
You never know, he might pay you.
Has Ken been helping out or something?
What?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Something like that.
Are you sure there was a third person
in the Phillips house that night, Mrs. Daley?
Yes, I am.
You couldn't hear what was being said?
Well, no.
As I told the other officer, it was just a babble of voices.
But there were definitely three of them.
Two female, one male.
Two female?
- Yeah. - You didn't mention that before.
The officer never asked.
But it was definitely two women doing most of the shouting.
It's the best idea I've had yet, Claude!
Oh, that. I can't see your pal, the Marvel, taking too kindly to it.
Well, maybe not. Look at it from my point of view.
How do you mean?
Nobody spotted that we switched men, did they?
Well, no.
Which means, in a few years' time,
I can do the same switch again, when Ken gets a bit long in the tooth.
Providing he's got any left!
Jim said he was alone in the house with Sylvia.
But Mrs. Daley next door is positive she heard another woman's voice, too.
Could somebody already have been there?
It's possible.
No, I think Jim's lying, covering up for someone.
Who?
Well, the only person I can think of is Vicki.
So, you think Vicki Phillips was there that night?
It's possible, sarge.
Well, you're not suggesting
she had anything to do with her mother's death, are you?
I mean, she's just a kid!
Are you saying that she loaded her mother's body in the boot of the car,
drove up Manningby road, and then dumped her in a ditch?
- No, sarge. - Thank goodness for that.
Jim's story doesn't hold up.
We'll only gonna get the real story from whoever was with him that night.
Hmm. Well, I suppose there's no harm in checking out exactly where Vicki was.
VENTRESS!
She's staying with a neighbour, sarge. Mrs. Fowles.
Well, Jim Phillips comes up for remand hearing this morning.
He's hardly a danger to the community. So Adams won't oppose bail.
You took your time!
(BANG ON CARAVAN WALL) You can't do this to me, Starr!
It's not fair. You made your fortune out of me!
You can't get rid of me just like that.
- Are you in there? - No.
Sarge, I've checked Vicki's statement
and she was with Karen Sykes at Easthope Farm.
All evening?
Well, according to her friend, she left after an hour,
said she wanted some fresh air.
- What time was that? - About nine o'clock.
There you are, sarge.
That would give her time to get back to the house.
You've got to hear this one!
I want to expose a fraud. I'm the Masked Marvel.
And I'm King Farouk.
You're not wearing a mask.
Alright, alright, I used to be the Masked Marvel.
And I still would have been, if it hadn't been for that dog!
Let me get it straight.
You're accusing a dog of fraud?
No. But he's part of it!
So, did this dog steal your mask?
He bit me.
That's how all this started.
I just need to get a bit more background, Mrs. Fowles.
I thought you'd finished with all your questions!
It won't take long.
Look, Vicki's been through enough already!
Now Vicki, you were at a friend's house the night your mother was killed?
Is that right?
But only for an hour or so.
Where did you go after that?
I went for a walk.
By yourself?
Where did you go?
I can't remember.
Well, what time did you get home?
I'm not sure. It was quite late.
Who was in the house?
Just Dad. But he'd gone to bed.
So you didn't see your mother that evening?
No. I wish I had.
Now I will never see her again!
Surely that's enough, Constable! She's answered your questions!
It's all right, love. It's all right.
There you go, Alf.
You'll never guess who that bloke thinks he is.
Chuntering on for half an hour!
"I'm the Marvel and I want my mask back!"
It could be true, you know, Alf.
There's something funny going on.
Whoever the Masked Marvel is, it's not Ken Fairbrother.
What's Ken Fairbrother got to do with it?
He was wearing the mask in the ring last night.
That's outrageous!
You mean to say we paid good money to see a fake?
Yup. I heard Greengrass and Mr. Starr talking about it.
Apparently, Ken's only got the job as long as he's the right side of 30.
It's not right.
We think there was someone else besides Jim and Sylvia in the house that night.
Does she has a close friend?
No-one I can think of.
Does this mean you don't think Jim did it?
I'm not saying that.
I am. He wouldn't have killed Sylvia.
What makes you think that?
It wouldn't have been Jim or any of his family.
You see, Sylvia had decided to go home for good.
That's what she went to tell them.
I taught Ken everything, everything I know.
Well, you must have one or two tricks up your sleeve.
What are you on about?
Well, in my book, if you really are the Masked Marvel...
I am!
Well, there's only one way and one place to settle this.
I know I should have said this before.
But I was scared.
You might think I killed her and I didn't.
On my mother's life, I didn't!
So why did Sylvia change her mind?
She couldn't take what it was doing to the family.
She reckoned it wouldn't work between me and her
while they were going through all this grief.
So she decided to do what the family wanted?
Yeah. So why would Jim kill her?
♪ Baby, baby
♪ Baby, don't leave me
♪ Ooh, please don't leave me
♪ All by myself
♪ I've got this burning, burning yearning feeling inside me
♪ Ooh, deep inside me
♪ And it hurts so bad
♪ You came into my heart
♪ Baby, baby
♪ So tenderly ♪ Where did our love go?
♪ With that burning love
♪ Baby, baby
♪ That stings like a bee ♪ Baby, baby... Oooh!
♪ And now that I surrender
♪ So helplessly
♪ You now wanna leave me
♪ Ooh, why do you wanna leave me?
♪ Ooh, baby, baby, baby
♪ Where did our love go? ♪
Well, I'm inclined to agree with you.
But if we're going to prove Jim didn't kill her,
what we need is some hard evidence.
Do we know what he and his wife were rowing about?
We've only got Jim's version of events.
His statement doesn't stand up, now we know she was going home.
Are we sure they were rowing? How many witnesses have you got?
Well Mr. Harris and Mrs. Daley.
And they were both certain they heard raised voices.
What about... Mrs. Fowles?
Doesn't she live next door?
Yeah. She didn't mention hearing anything.
Hmm...
CHEERING
BOOING AND HISSING
(SHOUTS ENCOURAGEMENT)
Vicki's gone back home.
Yeah, I know that, Mrs. Fowles.
It's you I've come to see this time.
Oh?
About the night Sylvia came home to see her family.
The night she died.
Mr. Harris heard the argument. He lives across the road!
I didn't hear anything.
I thought you were in all evening.
Oh, I was, most of the time.
I did go out for a drive.
You didn't mention that in your statement.
Where did you go?
Just drove around.
- On your own? - Yeah.
What's all this, then?
I'm told you've been pestering Vicki, now you're badgering the neighbours!
I've told you what happened!
It's got nothing to do with anyone!
Would you have any objection to Forensics
taking a look at your car, Mrs. Fowles?
Why?
Just routine.
Just leave us alone, will you?
- (Oh, Jim!) - I'll deal with this, Anne.
Your wife had come back home that night
to tell you she wanted to try again, Mr. Phillips.
"It wasn't the first time she tried to patch things up, was it?"
INDISTINCT VOICES
"But it never worked."
"I take it that was the night she finally realised why."
Aah!
My lords, ladies and gentlemen!
And now, the finale of this extraordinary extravaganza!
The moment you've all been waiting for!
The eighth wonder of the world!
He's mean... he's moody... he's magnificent!
He's the primeval Prometheus of professional wrestlers!
I give you... the Masked... Marvel!
Gina! Gina! What's the Marvel doing here?
Guilty conscience, have you, Claude?
I can't afford a conscience, I've got 30 quid at stake!
Is there anybody here...
...man enough, brave enough...
- Can't you get him to go? - ...or crazy enough...
...to climb into this ring...
...with this mountain of a man?
Too late, Claude!
- (Oh, flaming Norah!) - (How did he get in?)
Anybody at all?
What's the matter with him?
Yeah! You said anyone!
When did your affair begin, Mrs. Fowles?
About a year ago.
Jim and Sylvia were never really suited.
Jim was always so quiet and Sylvia was...
They'd been together for 20 years.
Must have seem the answer to all your prayers,
when Sylvia took up with Mike Scott.
Their marriage was over.
Jim thought if we kept our heads down, let the dust settle...
Let Sylvia take the blame, you mean.
When she walked in, saw me and Jim together...
...everything must have fallen into place.
She went wild!
"She would've killed me if I hadn't protected myself."
"So, what did you do?"
"I fought back."
"I pushed her onto the floor."
"Her head banged on the fireplace."
I never thought it'd kill her.
But it did.
Jim was distraught.
He managed to help me get her into the car.
I left him in the house.
Drove out of the village.
You know the rest.
CHEERING
CROWD: One!
Your old job back.
I'll double your wages.
ALL: Two!
Don't do this to me, Marv!
MAN IN CROWD: Counting! Counting!
ALL: Three!
BOOING AND HISSING
So as far as your friends were concerned,
Sylvia was the one who caused the marriage breakdown.
Yeah.
Did anyone know about you and Mrs. Fowles?
We were always very discreet.
I thought because Sylvia's went off with Mike,
nobody would blame me if Anne and I went off after a few months.
But Sylvia did blame you.
I never wanted her to find out like that.
If she hadn't come in found us together
it would never have happened!
Everything would have been all right for everybody.
Why did you say that you killed your wife?
I thought it were better if I took the blame.
Why?
I thought it'd be considered a crime of passion.
That I'd get a light sentence at the worst.
Well, you're under a misapprehension.
There's no such thing as a crime of passion under English law...
...as you and Mrs. Fowles are about to find out.
What a mess!
It's Tony and Vicki I feel sorry for.
It's like they've lost both parents now.
It's gonna take them a long time to come to terms with it all.
Blaketon should have got you these.
He must be pleased you scored one over CID.
Cheers, Alf. Even approves of me taking my sergeant's exam!
Well, you'd better get on with your revision then!
No, not tonight, Alf.
- A pint, please. - Oh, hi, Marv.
So, putting the mask on again tomorrow, are we then?
Nope.
I thought Starr was having you back.
I turned him down.
Excuse me, he seems to knows a lot about it!
Did you have police assistance? I mean, were it a put-up job?
Put-up job's about right, Claude!
Trading under false pretences, for a start.
Nowt to do with me.
Tonight was the first time in ten years I wrestled without a mask.
It felt great!
So, what are you going to do?
I'm gonna strike out on my own. I can't wait.
- And I can't thank you enough. - Oh...
Excuse me. It's Alfred you want to be thanking.
If it hadn't been for him, you'd still be wearing a mask.
- That's true. - He's very partial to a bag of crisps.
And since I'm his trainer, I'll have a large Scotch!
WHIMPERS
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me
♪ Heartbeat
♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory ♪
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