Episode 5

odsand your moans and your jazz.

Previously on "Grantchester."

And I'm not appropriate?

Do you find the prisoner guilty or not guilty of murder?

JURY: Guilty.

No, please, no!

Amanda, I know you.

You're unhappy.

It's too late.

I'm having a baby.

"Grantchester," tonight on Masterpiece Mystery!

(thunder) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ (bike bell rings) Sidney!

We've reached 5,000 signatures.

Can you believe it?

Oh, he'll have tea.

Not too much milk, thank you.

Sydney Silverman has replied.

He's backing Gary's appeal.

And then there's Maxwell Fyfe.

You wrote to the home secretary?

Well, his wife.

She was a friend of mother's.

Let's just say she rules the roost in that family.

You didn't have to do all this.

You really didn't.

That poor boy.

He deserves to have hope, don't you think?

We all do.

Without hope, where would we be?

♪ ♪ (keys jingling) You didn't forget, did you?

Oh, I knew there was something.

Never mind.

Three more and I've got the whole England team.

Hello, handsome.

Hello, Rita.

You're a sight for sore eyes.

Wish I could say the same.

It's not half as bad as it looks.

You've had your hair cut?

You're going to report him this time, aren't you?

You have, haven't you?

It's very dignified.

You don't have to say anything.

All you need to do is nod your head.

I'll deal with the rest.

Do you want me to arrest your husband?

My babies need food on the table.

They need a father.

They need a mother, too.

Just nod your head, Ri.

Haven't you got lovely hands?

Hm?

He's not gonna stop until he kills you.

Nod your head.

You take care of yourself, handsome.

(sighs) Mom thinks the appeal's going to work.

I know she does.

See all them MPs.

All them signatures.

It won't be enough though, will it?

I don't think so.

I'm not sure any of it will be enough.

See, it's the waiting that does it.

I can hardly take it.

You're not gonna believe this.

Stanley Matthews?

Stanley bloody Matthews.

LEONARD: They've taken Gary's belt.

In case he tries to hang himself.

For pity's sake.

Is there any greater irony?

I can't help thinking, if he hadn't been charged, there but for the grace of God go I.

The whole thing's just...

It's a tragedy, it really is.

There's no one to see.

What do you imagine we are, Leonard?

We're friends, aren't we?

Come with me to Brighton for the weekend.

Be bold.

I know you have it in you.

I have Sunday service, and...

I'm sorry.

I have friends.

I don't need more friends.

(door opens and closes) Knew she wouldn't squeal.

She never squeals.

What are we looking for?

Anything that'll bring him in.

Is your dad home?

He said not to wake him.

(groaning) (panting) ♪ ♪ (jingling) Phil.

Bingo.

Wakey wakey, Eddie.

Rise and shine.

What's that bitch gone and said?

Watch your mouth.

We found your stash, Eddie.

That's not mine.

I never seen it before.

Lying bastard.

It ain't mine!

You're choking me!

I can't breathe!

(gasping) I can't breathe!

Little bastard!

(coughing) How's that breathing now?

Eddie!

What is it this time, eh?

Couple of rounds with the missus?

PHYLLIS: Gary seems bonnier, don't you think?

A London newspaper's gonna put him on their front page.

Oh, I hope it's The Daily Mail.

I'm quite partial to The Daily Mail.

I always knew you had fascistic leanings, Mrs. M. I'm not sure we should be getting our hopes up.

The newspapers, the petitions, it's all fantastic, but... Don't lose faith, Mr.

Chambers.

Oh, Lord!

Who did this?

One of you must've seen!

Mr.

Chambers is doing his duty!

He can no more turn his back on that poor boy than he can on you.

And there's a darn sight more of you deserve the cold shoulder.

What are you smiling at, Jack Chapman?

You are magnificent when you're angry, Sylvia.

MAN (reciting limerick): A pansy up in Khartoum invited a Sapphic up to his room.

They argued all night as to who had the right to do what, with which, and to whom.

Hey, you been screwing her?

Hmm?

MAN: A pansy up in Khartoum... Christ, Dicky, you must know more than that one.

How about the lighthouse keeper from Crighton?

You've been screwing my wife.

What about him?

You planted them jewels so you can get me out of the way!

There was a lighthouse keeper from Crighton.

Something, something, something Brighton.

EDDIE: "Something, something, something."

Shut up, you thick bastard!

Eddie...

He's been screwing your missus.

Everybody know it.

(laughing) I heard you got shot.

I heard they was all but planning your funeral.

I heard you was pissing and mewling like a baby.

(laughing) Shut your mouth, Eddie.

"I'm frightened, I'm frightened, don't let me die."

(laughing) This was you, wasn't it?

If you have something to say, say it.

Don't threaten me.

If this appeal works, where does that leave us?

How are we meant to find peace?

I'm not sure there's anything left to say.

Gary dictated it to me.

You have it in your heart to forgive.

I know you do.

You're not the only one to lose a child, Agatha.

How's serving God?

How's playing him?

Here you are, gents.

Thank you.

You busy?

We're not talking about work.

Fair enough.

Eddie Jones is kicking up a fuss.

Thought you'd want to know.

(sighs) For the record, I would've won.

You look well.

So do you.

Damn you.

EDDIE: I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

You bastards can't leave me here!

Kettle's on, Jim.

I didn't do nothing!

Cheers, boss.

EDDIE: It ain't right!

Can't leave me here!

What did you say?

What did they say?!

He's lying!

He's a liar!

There he is.

Mewling like a baby, that's what I heard.

"Don't let me die.

Don't let me die!"

You haven't got it in you.

Is it important?

I don't know.

I've just vimmed the sink.

I didn't know which were your favorites, so I got all of them.

I can see that.

There's a tea dance over at the village hall.

I'm vimming the sink.

No, no, not now.

Tonight, if you were at all interested.

I don't think so.

Maybe another time, then.

I'm not one for dancing.

It's wonderful to see you looking so well, Sylvia.

Good-bye, Jack.

I don't dance.

Not since... ALL: ...my Ronnie left.

Why on earth not?

I mean, it's not as if your Ronnie's coming back, is it?

That sink won't clean itself.

Oh, dear.

(doorbell rings) Excellent.

I look forward to days of palpable tension.

Geordie didn't come home last night.

♪ ♪ (phone ringing) ♪ ♪ I didn't do it, Sidney.

Why?

It's procedure.

No, why?

You know how these things work.

I am not taking leave.

BENSON: You were the last man in that cell.

GEORDIE: So what happened to innocent until proven guilty, eh?

What happened to that?

It's not like we're arresting you.

Not yet.

Don't make this personal.

GEORDIE: It is bloody personal.

BENSON: Sit in the garden, spend some time with the kids.

When I got shot, I got a medal.

Yeah, I got a medal for bravery.

Where's your medal, eh?

Where's yours?

See Keating leaves the building.

I know where the sodding door is.

GEORDIE: "Procedure."

I'll tell you what he can do with his bloody procedure.

He can stick it up his arse, that's what he can do.

Two more over here.

We're finished.

Two more.

We're finished, Geordie.

Visiting hours, is it?

Time to minister to your waif and stray?

Why didn't you go home last night?

I was walking.

I was...

I was thinking.

And this?

He pissed me off, I punched the wall.

I do everything by the book.

I know you do, I just... Straight down the line, Sidney.

Straight as an arrow.

How does a man die alone in a locked cell?

You believe me, don't you?

Of course I do.

Let's go and sort this.

You can't be here.

Rita, darling...

If Benson finds out... Who'd want him dead?

Get him out of here.

Geordie... Geordie, come on.

Who'd want him dead, Rita?

Make him go away.

It's me.

Go away.

Go away!

Geordie, come on.

(crying) Is he drunk?

Don't start, Cathy.

Will you look into it for me?

(sighs) Get some sleep.

Nine years I've been in this job.

Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without you.

If you need anything, you know where I am.

Geordie's been with another woman.

He wouldn't do that to you.

That's what I always thought.

Are you sure?

It was the day Gary Bell got sentenced.

He said he was with you, but Mrs. Maguire said you was at home, so... Have you asked him?

Didn't need to.

It's written all over his face.

He loves you, Cathy.

He adores you.

Don't worry.

I'm not gonna do anything stupid.

You don't knock down a wall just because there's a crack in the plaster, do you?

He's not been himself, has he?

Not for a long time.

CATHY: He's not my Geordie anymore.

WOMAN: You coming, Margaret?

MARGARET: Just a sec.

I know.

About you and Geordie.

In the pub.

He was afraid you were gonna tell me.

I'm not sure it's your business, Sidney.

I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.

We kissed, that's all it was.

It was late and we'd both had too much to drink.

He's done some foolish things recently.

Letting you go?

That tops the bill.

You really are lovely.

What was he thinking?

He was angry with you.

So was I. I really did think there was something between us.

Don't.

I wanted it to work.

How could it happen if Eddie was in that cell alone?

We've been told not to talk about it.

I'm sorry.

Dicky Evans.

Chap who's in the cell next to Eddie.

He drinks in the Six Bells.

Keep an eye on your wallet.

(dance music playing on jukebox) He was going hell for leather, banging on the door, "I can't breathe, I can't breathe!"

I see your fella go up there.

Next thing, shouting stopped.

You didn't hear Eddie again?

Uh-uh.

Not a peep.

Was it true?

Your boy was screwing his missus?

Sorry-- fornicating.

Hey, hey!

Easy, now.

That's what Eddie taught.

(laughing) You ever considered a change of career?

What, go straight?

Where's the fun in that?

Your boy got shot, didn't he?

Eddie said the bloke should've finished the job.

You're wrestling with it, aren't you?

With what?

No way he died unless your pal did it.

No way on God's green earth.

I will not be in a room with that boy until he apologizes properly.

It doesn't seem fair, really.

She's always saying things that upset me.

Of course she does.

It's the basis of her entire personality.

What have you lost?

A cigarette box.

I threw it away.

It was full of tat.

It had a great deal of sentimental value.

"It is as healthy to enjoy sentiment as it is to enjoy jam."

I don't know how many other ways there are to apologize.

Unless you want me to say it in, I don't know, Hebrew?

Words, words, words, day in, day out.

I can't help it if I'm learned.

You're not learned.

You've not lived.

Oh, and you have?

Have you walked the Great Wall of China?

Have you ever fallen passionately in love?

You wouldn't know love if it punched you in the nose.

Oh, fine!

All I meant about Ronnie was... ...you know deep down he's not about to turn up anytime soon so... (gasps) (door slams) Exceptional, Leonard.

Oh, dear.

Find anything?

I don't know.

Possibly.

Go and see if your Mom's got the tea on.

No!

It's the stolen goods from Eddie's place.

And this is a few months back.

You recovered some jewelry from the pawn brokers on Mill Road.

Mm-hmm.

And?

Cameo brooch, amber necklace, opal ring.

It's the same items you found in Eddie's home.

Not necessarily.

There's a butterfly pin here.

No butterfly pin at Eddie's place.

Come on, Geordie.

What?

What are you saying?

You think I took stolen goods from the station and set Eddie up, is that what you think?

I think you wanted to punish him.

I don't set people up.

You don't cheat on your wife either.

You keep your voice down.

Cathy told me.

Well, that has nothing to do with Eddie.

It says a lot about your state of mind, don't you think?

I didn't set him up.

It's like you're not you anymore.

What does that mean?

Hmm?

I didn't kill Eddie.

You don't believe me.

All that trouble you had with that Redmond girl, I stood by you.

I never doubted you for one second, Sidney.

Did you do it?

You should go.

All those sweet cigarettes, please.

Thank you.

This stays between us.

My word is my bond.

CATHY: Come on, then, put your armies up.

Come on, put your armies up.

I am so sorry, Cathy.

Where's your little shoe-pegs, eh?

Where's your little shoesies?

It was nothing.

It was just a kiss.

We're not gonna talk about it.

It was nothing.

Oh, come on, my handsome boy!

Give your daddy a kiss, eh?

Stolen goods are kept in the property store till the owners are found.

Geordie could've accessed them?

Geordie's one of the best.

He says "Go," we all go.

We don't question it.

But he could've had access?

I suppose so.

Not that it matters, really.

There's talk of arresting him.

Eyewitness saw more than enough to convict him.

Who?

No chance, matey.

Do you think he did it?

I thought of everyone, you'd have his back.

My dad's dead.

I know.

I'm sorry.

You a policeman?

No, I'm a vicar.

See?

Here.

Why do vicars need collars?

For reasons far too boring to go into.

Did you see the police come and take your dad away?

They were cross with him.

RITA: Eddie was always making people cross.

You seen everything you need to see?

Yes, thank you.

How do I look?

Perfect.

Liar.

Bakery's got a few jobs going.

It's skivvy work, but it's that or the kids starve, so...

There.

Would you take me on?

Without a doubt.

Put a word in with the fella upstairs, would you?

(horn honking) Don't you ever go away?

I want photographs of the cell and the body.

And I want 100 quid.

Life's one big disappointment.

I want the case file.

Don't you have some souls to save?

It's a nice brooch Rita's got.

Did you get it from the stolen property too?

How long's it been going on, you and her?

Have you been following me?

Did you set Eddie up?

You've been following me.

Were you getting him out the way?

Keep your voice down.

Did you kill him, Phil?

He died in that cell while I was with my missus and her whole miserable family at the Rotary Club.

Can you prove that?

Geordie wanted to make something stick.

He wanted that bastard behind bars.

So I obliged.

Geordie asked you to do it?

Not in so many words.

So you took it upon yourself?

What about Rita?

She's a sweet girl.

She deserves a whole lot better.

I want the case file.

Piss off.

It's that or I have a word with your wife.

Phil set Eddie up.

You've seen me do wrong things for the right reasons.

You're gonna let him get away with it?

He's a copper.

Right, you see that?

One, two, three, four.

Identical.

That is not from a punch.

Someone pushed him into it.

Or he fell.

Repeatedly?

Phil says there was an eyewitness.

There was no eyewitness.

Someone came forward.

(no audio) We really don't need to go over this, do we?

Can't we just file it under "embarrassing moments we'd rather forget"?

I'm sorry.

I only told them what I saw.

You didn't see anything.

I saw you go in there.

I saw you leave.

"I heard the sound of an argument."

I did.

I heard an argument.

I heard shouting.

"And then the sound of a fight.

I didn't hear Mr. Jones shout after that."

I'm so sorry.

What was I supposed to do?

I had to tell them the truth, didn't I?

I don't want to believe it, but... You were the only one in that cell, Geordie.

What other explanation can there be?

Anything else is just impossible, isn't it?

EDDIE: I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

It is impossible.

The whole thing is impossible.

SIDNEY: There was something in his drink.

Geordie... (groaning) He was dying already.

SIDNEY: He must've had a seizure.

GEORDIE: After all the noise he made, no one took any notice.

Can I try your collar again?

Of course you can.

Was your dad poorly, Charlie?

Is that why he was lying down?

He had a tummy ache, so Mom took him another drink.

When was that?

After he hit her.

Ta-da!

How's that for a feast?

You staying?

Might as well.

You're here more often than you're not.

(squeaking) Oh!

Christ.

(laughs) Scaredy-cat.

You get used to it.

It takes a while, but...

It gets them in the end, doesn't it, Mom?

It's her, Geordie.

RITA: There, darling.

Some chips.

I know you like your chips.

Have you two made up yet?

Sidney...

I'm not sure I can stand another night of abject misery.

You haven't heard?

It's Gary.

When?

8:00.

Tomorrow morning.

Oh, God.

You wore your best hat.

You look beautiful.

(crying) No, no, don't cry.

Please don't cry.

I'm not scared.

It'll all be over in a jiffy, won't it?

And I'll be up there with Nan and Gramps, having a rare old time.

My boy... (door opens) That's it now, I'm afraid.

(crying) I love you.

I love you.

Cheerio, Mom.

Takes 48 hours from administration to death.

They'd yet to take you to the hospital.

What was it, Ri?

Do me a favor, will you?

Ring my sister.

One beating too many, was it?

She lives out near Southend with her husband.

Spot by the sea.

He's a lovely chap.

They dote on my lot.

They'd have them in a jiffy.

Was he starting on the kids?

At least now they stand a chance, don't they?

At least now there's some hope.

I could've stopped him, Ri.

No.

If you'd just told me.

Haven't you got lovely hands?

Point it up and throw.

Now you can make one by yourself.

Mom!

So we can fly away.

I read books and I say big words because, well, that's all I have.

I'm not wise and handsome like Sidney, and I'm not strong and forthright like you.

All I have is my words.

But I do know what it is to love.

Do you know what it is to be lonely?

Yes.

But you don't have to be.

Don't you long for someone to share your secrets with and hold hands, go on trips to the seaside?

Someone who's more than just a friend?

I used to love to dance.

I wasn't half bad at it, either.

Foxtrot.

And the waltz.

Jack sits by the river most mornings.

Be bold.

I know you have it in you.

(laughs) (birds chirping) You were a soldier, weren't you?

Yes.

Did you kill people?

I did, yes.

And did you get punished for it?

How is that fair?

It isn't.

God won't let me in.

God loves you.

The bastard won't let me in.

He understands.

He does.

GARY: All I did is what Abi asked.

That's all I did.

God loves you, Gary, I promise.

No one else helped her.

No one else gave a damn!

It's not fair.

I know it isn't.

It's going to hurt, isn't it?

It'll be quick.

It will be so quick.

I want Mom.

(clock ticking) Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation... (footsteps approaching) ...but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory... ...forever.

(clock ticking) (crying) The Lord bless you and keep you.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

(crying) Sidney... (crying) SIDNEY: How is it justice?

I don't know.

A girl dies, so a boy must die.

How does that make any sense?

Listen, you'll be fine.

You will.

Because you have faith and your friends.

You're the bravest, kindest, wisest man I know.

Why do you always have to do that?

Why do you always have to give me hope?

Sidney... Go home.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset... (shouting): Why are you here?!

Why do you keep coming back?

What's the point?!

(door opens) Backgammon?

I'm going to beat you.

I doubt it.

At the prison, were you?

Still.

Still what?

Justice had to be done, didn't it?

You consider it justice?

You need a pint, and quick.

It's revenge.

It's retribution.

It's not me that makes the law.

But it's what you believe.

I suppose it is what I believe.

Hanging Gary was the right thing to do.

What?

I don't understand you.

What?

Where's your compassion?

I have compassion.

I have compassion!

Why do you always side with the bad ones, eh?

Why do you always do that, Sidney?

Is it because you see yourself in them?

Is that it?

Yeah, is it because you've killed too?

That soldier you put out of his misery, what was his name?

(grunts) Sidney!

(panting) Next time on Masterpiece Mystery!

He's lost.

And we're all lost without him.

How do I find the strength?

I don't know.

MAN: Perhaps it's time to cut out the dead wood.

Don't tell me you haven't looked at this place and imagined yourself at the helm.

"Grantchester," next time on Masterpiece Mystery!

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