Grantchester (2014–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - Episode #3.3 - full transcript

- So, what did she say?
- (SIGHS)

'For what will it profit a man

if he gains the whole world
and loses his own soul?'

I had to reply, 'A new church organ,
Mrs M, that's the whole point.'

I mean, it's bingo in the church hall.

- Mm.
- Not exactly money lending in the temple.

- Morning, Mrs Browne.
- Good morning.

I shouldn't be surprised, really.

She once told me she
doesn't hold for tombolas.

They're Satan's work, apparently.

We should hurry.



- If you'd like tea.
- Actually, I have something for you.

(SHOP BELL)

Oh!

- (GIGGLING)
- Hey! Come on!

- Morning, Mr Finch.
- Morning, Miss Parker.

It's just a little thank you
for being so kind recently.

- You didn't have to do that.
- Oh, it's nothing.

Hilary Franklin. I have
a parcel to collect.

The one all the way from America?
We don't get many of those.

Will you be taking Bible studies
this week, Mr Finch?

I do hope so.

You always say such clever things.

- (GUNSHOT)
- (HILARY GASPS)

(CASH REGISTER BELL RINGS)



Please be gentle.

Miss Parker has a weak heart. Please.

Leonard!

(BREATHING DISTORTED BY MASK)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GURGLING)

Hello.

You're getting so big.

So...

Eh?

I leave her alone for five seconds and
she's got a man fawning over her already!

Must get it from her mother.

Well, it's better that than
my taste for Martinis.

How are you?

I got a job. At the Fitzwilliam.

That's wonderful.

- It's just a few mornings a week, but...
- That's wonderful.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

You're dripping all over my clean floor!

Bath!

Come on, then!

Ooh! Could you bear to have her Friday?

I'll have her any time you like.

Thank you so much, Sylvia.

Come on, then.

The path to righteousness is never easy.

(RINGS)

The vicarage.

- What is it?
- Is he all right?

What's happened?

So you didn't manage
to get a look at his face?

The... The mask. You see?

- He had dark eyes.
- Dark, because of the mask?

Possibly.

How tall was he?

My height? Geordie's height?

- Geordie's height.
- Your height.

Or somewhere... there... abouts.

Nine millimetre. A Browning, maybe?

It was bigger than that. The gun
was bigger than nine millimetres.

I know that much.

- (SHOP BELL)
- Dad.

Excuse me. Has somebody
checked her heart?

- She has a weak heart.
- I'm fine, honestly. - You're sure?

- Mr Finch stood up for her.
- He did.

- He stood up for me.
- It was nothing, really.

Doesn't sound like nothing.

He was a bit of a hero.

- He was an absolute hero.
- Gary Cooper, step aside.

You know, they say, in moments of peril,

your life flashes before your eyes.

Well, I didn't see anything at all.

Apart from the back of your jacket.

All I saw was an overdue library
book at my bedside table.

A penny a day. Imagine the fine.

So, as I was saying, the GPO van
came over first thing this morning.

They go from post office to post
office. Pension day, you see.

- So the till would be at its fullest?
- 20 pounds, yes.

20 pounds?!

- That much?
- I'm sorry, Dad. I'm... I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, no. No need to
get excited, my dear.

Well, if you could put us in contact with the
GPO, Mr Parker, that would help a great deal.

Certainly. Ready?

That's what he was wearing!

With the... insignia and everything.

That's what he was wearing.

Walter Dunn.

He's got previous for aggravated
assault and armed robbery.

_

Be careful.

This bastard's spent more time
inside than he has out.

He's extremely dangerous.
And we know he's armed.

If he fights back, you wait for
my command before you fire.

- Do you understand?
- ALL: Yes, guv.

Let me speak to him.

- I'll go.
- I don't think so.

You're staying here.

Let's move.

(MUFFLED SCREAM)

Your boss. Where is he?

He's up there.

Police! On your feet!

On your feet.

On your feet, Walter!

- (GUNSHOT ECHOES)
- (GASPS)

Jesus Christ, what the hell
were you thinking?

His hand moved. I thought he was
trying to reach for the gun.

- His hand moved!
- (RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

He's dead.

He was already dead.

What's that?

Is that a button?

So, there's some sort of struggle.

He's shot point-blank.

He falls back.

Someone turned the chair.

It's funny, isn't it?

We just go through life.

We just assume we'll get up tomorrow,
that we'll go about our business.

But we could be gone.

That's the truth of it.

All those plans. All those dreams.

Have you ever been?

I've never been anywhere.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

So I've got that interview coming
up, the sergeant's job.

And you're telling me
this now, because...?

I could do with someone
putting in a good word.

That someone being me?

Well... I hoped.

- Maybe.
- After you nearly blew my head off?

Paperwork!

That's the only word you'll be
hearing for the foreseeable.

And every bullet has
to be accounted for.

Got yesterday's date.

That and the state of the body...

He'd been dead a good 12 hours
before the robbery took place.

So who's the chump in the gas mask?

Well, my guess, it's the fella who
shot Walter with his own gun.

So, we're agreed? I do as
the solicitor suggested?

Book a guest house? Tip
off a private detective?

Pretend to have the
energy for an affair?

Mm.

Has Sidney volunteered his services?
To be the other man?

We're friends. It wasn't always
the truth, but it is now.

I... I want you to see Grace, I do.

As much as you like.

- (GURGLES)

- Are we wrong? To give it all up?

- Guy... - Marriages go through
worse, don't they? So much worse.

Guy...

For her sake, please,
just let's be civil.

I'll book the guest house.

I'll do it. You shouldn't
have to go through that.

What time did you two get in?

- Nine.
- About nine.

So, you've been here for three hours
and you haven't been up to his office?

No.

Three hours?

And you didn't once check on him?

Mr Dunn doesn't like to be
disturbed of a morning.

He likes a drink, you see.

The morning after a night before,
he isn't the cheeriest of fellows.

(PHONE RINGS)

It'll be Alice.

It'll be his wife telling him
his dinner's on the table.

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

(FRONT DOOR CLOSES)

(WOMAN PRAYS SOFTLY)

..and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners now and...

Alice!

It's about Walter.

He's dead, isn't he?

Oh, God! (SOBS)

Is God punishing me?

Why would he punish you?

This is my punishment, isn't it?

Sssh. It's OK.

Rest your eyes.

(ALICE CRIES)

Why would she say that? Why would
she think that she's being punished?

Maybe Walter found out pretty boy
Frank is screwing his missus.

There's a scuffle.

If he was all over my wife like that,
I'd have something to say about it.

Is it still going on?

You and Margaret?

You were going to end it.

- I tried.
- Oh, well, that's all right then!

We made a pact.

Oh, Jesus Christ,
this isn't bloody school.

I don't feel good about it, Sidney.

I don't feel good about any of it.

(STARTS ENGINE, REVS ENGINE)

(CAR HORN)

Er, Frank Camber, the
mechanic at Dunn's garage.

- Any background yet?
- Nope.

But this might interest you.

Well, I doubt it, Phil,
but let's give it a go.

The breakdown from the GPO. The money
Parker put in the till this morning.

Five one pound notes,

three bags of pennies,

two of threepenny bits

and three bags of
shillings, so that's...

Ten pounds.

Plus a bag of half crowns.

That's 2s/6d times ten...

- Plus the pennies.
- Plus the pennies.

It's ten pounds.

It's ten pounds.

Ten less than he told us.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Sweating like a strumpet on Sunday.

I give it ten minutes
before he falls apart.

Make that five.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Regarding the post office robbery,

I believe I told you that
20 pounds was taken.

I apologise. It was a mistake.
It was, er, it was only ten pounds.

- That's quite a mistake.
- Isn't it?

Well, erm, my daughter is, er...

very unwell and my...
my wife died some years ago.

Did you rob your own
post office, Mr Parker?

I... I am utterly...

outraged that... that...
that you would suggest...

- Yes or no?
- No!

- Were you trying to fiddle the insurance?
- That is outrageous!

Did you kill Walter Dunn?

What?

Did you kill him, take his gun and
use it to rob your own post office?

No!

No.

All right, I saw a way to make some
money by lying about the amount.

I did it for the insurance.
I confess, I confess it all, but I...

I would never rob anyone.
I would never hurt anyone.

I'm an honourable citizen, a good man.

I believe him. Do you believe him?

I believe him. Everything but
the 'honourable citizen' bit.

Well, your boss, in his infinite wisdom,
is reluctant to press charges.

You're free to go, Mr Parker.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Did you see that?
She just said something.

- I think that was a hiccup.
- No. Did you try to say 'duck'?

Did you try to say 'duck'?

Our daughter is a genius!

She gets that from me.

(REMEMBERS DISTORTED BREATHING
AND GUNSHOT)

Oh, sorry.

It's the shock.

It does funny things to you.

Er... I hope it was
worth all the trouble.

The American version had
such lovely illustrations.

Oh, my.

It's got your favourite in.

- Thank you.
- Oh...

Everyone in the village
is talking about you,

saying how brave you were.

Mr Chapman asked if we might be
stepping out to the bingo together.

I do...

..think of you, Leonard.

Do you ever think of me?

(FRONT DOOR SLAMS)

Oh.

Er, don't mind me.

As you were.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Sorry, do you mind if I...

No, no.

I wasn't going to tell you.

There wasn't really anyone
else to tell and...

I don't want you to think
I'm asking anything of you.

Margaret...

I thought I might be pregnant.

I'm not, but...

..there were a few days
I thought I might be.

I know you don't like to think about it.

The future and everything.

I don't either, but... one
day we might have to.

Robbery in progress.
Ellsworth Post Office.

Oh, shit.

- Mr Parker's on the phone.
- How many units on the road?

Four, but the closest
is nine miles away.

They're not gonna get there.

- Yeah, Mr Parker? - Inspector?
- Can you see what's happening?

No. I'm in the back room.
But they've got a gun!

- How many of them are there?
- Two. - There's two?

Can you describe them to me?

They're wearing masks. Gas masks!

They're coming in! Oh, my
God, they're coming in!

- Mr Parker?
- Stay away! Stay away!

- Aaah!
- (GUNSHOT)

- Mr Parker?
- (LINE GOES DEAD)

Mr Parker?

Now, now, no tears. Now don't
go getting over-excited.

- She's got a weak heart.
- They know, Dad.

How much did they get?

Oh, nothing. Well...

A few shillings. I put most of
it in the safe out the back.

- And there were two of them? You're sure?
- Yeah.

In all their clobber.

Gave me quite a fright, I can tell you.

If they didn't get what they wanted...

They're going to do it again.

I heard one of their voices.

She screamed when the other one shot me.

Right. We're looking for two suspects.
A man and a woman.

We've got our very own Bonnie
and Clyde. How about that?

Why would one person do the first
robbery and two the second?

What does any of it
have to do with Walter Dunn?

Frank Camber.

He did 12 months in Feltham
Borstal during the war.

Seems while everyone else was
running for the shelters,

little Frank was using the blackout
to knock off their homes.

Perhaps it's him and Alice.
Perhaps they're in on it together.

Paperwork, Phil.

Alice.

Alice! Martha's here.

I'm so sorry, Alice.

If there's anything I can do?

That's not mine.

Alice Dunn, Frank Camber, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder and armed robbery.

Frank!

There's nowhere to run, Frank.

Where were you
the night Walter was murdered?

Church.

Where were you Thursday morning,
ten o'clock?

- Church.
- Last night? Church, too?

Father Conlan says
he hasn't seen you in weeks.

What's the nature of your
relationship with Frank Camber?

We're friends.

You see, I'm of the opinion that
when a man is close with a woman...

it's always more than friends.

- I take care of her.
- Why?

She's nice to me.

She's kind.

And Walter? Was he kind?

Did your husband ever hurt you?

Perhaps, this time, you
couldn't take it any more.

- Did she kill him, Frank?
- No.

Perhaps Alice killed him and
you needed to get her away.

I was at the dentist the night
he died. She was at the church.

You've got the receipt.

I've never seen it before.
I don't know how it got there.

A button is missing. Like there's
been some kind of struggle.

I've never seen it before.

Robbing houses while heroes fought?

I was a kid.

I don't do that any more.

A few robberies? Get enough cash for
the pair of you to make an escape?

You'd do anything for that woman.

(CHOKES BACK TEARS)

I work hard. I keep my head down.

You'd do anything.

- Wouldn't you?
- I can't go back inside.

Don't make me go back there.

A pretty boy like him? A fair bet
he had a time of it in Borstal.

So why would he risk his freedom?

If Alice killed Walter, why did she
say his death was a punishment?

- Punishment for what?
- Sidney...

Too many questions?

Too many questions. Just let them
stew in the cells for a bit.

We'll get a confession out of them.

Don't fancy a pint, do you?

Thanks.

(SIGHS)

Maybe another time.

Sidney... I don't have what you have.

God and...

I don't have your strength.

We'd just walked in, hadn't we?

Said good morning to Miss Parker.

'Good morning, lovely day', I said.

Well, maybe not 'lovely day'.
I might be embellishing just a little.

And then she went back behind
the counter... and there he was.

There he was.

Like a wraith from the Tolkien novel.

(SIGHS)

You draw numbers. Somebody wins.

That's gambling in my book.

It's a bit of fun, Sylvia.

Nothing fun is without sin.

I know. Isn't it marvellous?

Fantastic turn-out, Leonard.

Mrs Maguire! I've saved you a seat.

Quite a girl, Leonard.
I'd say she's a keeper.

Best watch out. He'll be walking
down the aisle before you do.

Whoo.

Whoo.

Ahem.

Excuse me!

(TAPS TABLE) Excuse me!

Er, hello. Erm...

I... I shall be your caller tonight.

Well... All right, then.

You're all aware of the rules, I hope?

So, we shall play ten games,

the last of which could win you
a lovely Madeira cake.

So, eyes down for the first number.

Mrs M's age.

21!

(GIGGLING)

Never thought of myself having kids.

Just something
that never crossed my mind.

You'll make a great mum one day.

It would be wonderful if you could
stay the whole night.

Just one time.

(DOOR OPENS)

(LEONARD CALLS OUT ANOTHER NUMBER)

I think Leonard might
have found his calling.

We all thought it was writing
impenetrable sermons.

How was Guy? I saw that he was here.

Do you know, he was... fine.

Pleasant, even.

We were discussing the legal plans.

You don't have to tell me.

I know.

As a friend...

it's really none of my business.

I should get Grace home.

You could go back to him, you know.

It'd be easy enough.

To slip back into his life.

Back into his bed.

It's not like a friend can offer
the same... comfort a husband does.

I don't like this any more than you do.

But we are where we are.

(COINS RATTLE)

Seven pounds and six shillings.

It's hardly enough to buy
half a pipe but it's a start.

What are you doing?

I was thinking of joining
you for a drink.

With Hilary.

What are you doing?

She's a parishioner.

A friend.

Friends don't buy each other love poems.

Do you like her?

- Well, I...
- It's a simple enough question, Leonard.

She obviously likes you.

Do you like her in the same way
you liked Daniel Marlowe?

You're lying to yourself, Leonard.

You can be such a bastard sometimes.

I'm sorry that you're not very happy
at the moment.

But that's not my fault.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

A whisky, please.

How was the bingo?

Thrilling.

(SIGHS)

Margaret thought she was pregnant.

She isn't, but...

Bloody hell, Geordie.

The more I think about it...

if it had happened, if she had been...

In another life, maybe.

(HEAVY EXHALE)

How is this all gonna end?

All I know is, when I'm
with her, it all goes away.

All the guilt.

Just for a moment.

Then I go home, I see
Cathy and the kids.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

- That's the Catholics.
- I know it's the Catholics.

At least you're living.

At least you're doing that much.

Having God doesn't make it easier.

If anything, it makes it worse.

Trust you to feel guilty.
You haven't even done anything.

I sometimes wonder if it would be
easier being a Catholic.

You commit a sin,

say a few Hail Marys.

Make it all... go away.

Why was Alice Dunn praying
when we got there?

- She killed him.
- What if she didn't?

What if she's feeling guilty
about something else?

Five pounds to have a tooth extracted?

That seem like an awful lot to you?

A dentist in Northampton?

Seems a long way to go, Frank.

Unless they provide other procedures.

Ones they don't advertise.

Sometimes we do things
we're not proud of.

Sometimes we feel that
we've let God down.

The guilt gets too much.

I couldn't keep it.

- Alice?
- No.

Just let me say it.

Walter wanted a boy.

And we tried for such a long time.

But when it happened...

You didn't want to have a baby with him.

Not how he was.

Not with the drinking and...

You had an abortion.

And you went with her.

She was gonna hurt herself otherwise.

Do you know the worst of it...

..is that I don't even regret it.

God will forgive me, won't he?

You both have an alibi for
the night of the murder.

If this isn't yours, whose is it?

You understand that they're still out
there and they don't care who they hurt?

I don't know for sure.

You have an idea, though.

I know I do.

Who?

She was the only one
with him that night.

It must have crossed your mind.

His secretary.

Martha Bennett.

He took a fancy to her from the start.

Please.

Don't... Don't be silly.

ALICE: He made her life such a misery

and...

I stood by...

because he stopped hurting me.

Oh, that poor girl. (SNIFFS)

So which post office
carries the most cash?

- Well, it varies.
- It's dependent.

- On what?
- All sorts of factors.

- Which one's been topped up...
- Which ones are being topped up today?

The van starts at Milton and then
works its way down to Fulbourn.

I want an armed guard
on every post office.

- Martha Bennett?
- Hasn't been seen since the wake yesterday.

The landlady's never seen her with a
fella. Never talked about a boyfriend.

Does she have a brother?
A male acquaintance?

Come on, Phil, we need
to find these people!

We need to go back over everything.
Right from the start.

- So you were where?
- About here, I'd say.

- And Miss Parker is here, is she?
- Yes.

And that's when...

- he comes in.
- (GUNSHOT)

That's it. That's... That's...
That's all there was to it, really.

We're missing something here.

Start again. Start at when you came in.

- At the bingo, you said Miss Parker
came back behind the desk. - Yes.

So, where was she when you came in?

She was over here.

And she was putting up an advertisement.

Which one?

I... I don't know. It's not here.

Geordie.

What? She put it up, then
took it down again. Why?

What if it was a signal?

- It was a signal for Martha? Wendy Parker is in on it?
- She heard you talking about the armed guards.

They've got no chance of robbing
the post offices.

- If they want to do it again, where will they go?
- Where the money is.

One more time. Then we'll have
enough and we can go.

Martha?

Just one more time.

(VAN STOPS)

- Miss Parker.
- Mr Turnbull. Thank goodness!

Let's have a look, shall we?

No!

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

Go, Martha. Run!

Wendy, love.

Martha!

You are already in an
awful lot of trouble.

Come on now.

Martha, stop! There's no point!

It's over.

Come on.

Martha Bennett, I'm arresting you for armed
robbery and for the murder of Walter Dunn.

You're not obliged to say anything...

WENDY: We met on a Sunday-school trip.

A day out to the Crystal Palace.

The whole world in one place.

We bought each other these.

We said we'd go there one day.

Drink champagne.

Wear lovely dresses.

Dance with handsome men.

That's not real life though, is it?

It wasn't just once.

It was every day.

He was...

touching me and...

You know you want to.
I think about you...

What are you gonna do with that, girl?

Eh? What are you gonna do, eh? Huh?

GEORDIE: You killed.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

He deserved it.

He deserved what he got.

Wednesday night...

Martha phones you.

She was crying so much she
couldn't get the words out.

We have to go.

You terrorised people. You set up an
innocent woman, a grieving widow.

WENDY: I made the plans.
I told her what to do.

- You shot your own father.
- You don't know what he's like.

It's rules.

And fear.

And 'don't get excited'.

I have no life.

We were gonna go to Paris.

Like we always said. If you're
alive, it's never too late.

As long as it's still beating,
it's never too late.

Mrs Goodheart has invited us for tea.

You're quite the celebrity!

Hilary, I do think about you.

Often, as it happens.

I'm so glad.

I once said that...

- contentment is...
- BOTH: A gift hard won.

I remember. I thought it was beautiful.

The thing is, maybe it shouldn't
be... difficult.

To be content.

With you, I don't find it difficult.

We have a nice time, don't we?

And...

we never run out of things to say and...

Sorry, I'm not making much sense.

No, no, you are. You're
making perfect sense.

I'd be very pleased... if you said yes.

Yes.

Happiness, not in another place,
but this place.

Not for another hour, but this hour.

We waste so much of our life.

This gift that God has given us.

We worry about our futures.

We dwell on our pasts.

We have grand dreams.

We make great plans.

But how many of us can say
we see them through?

This is the life we are here for.

Not yesterday. Not tomorrow.

Now. This is the life we are here for.

We owe it to ourselves to live it.

(MOANS)