The Coroner (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - That's the Way to Do It - full transcript

Wahey!
CHILDREN CHEERING

♪ Oh...I do like to
be beside the seaside... ♪

Judy?

Hey, hey... Oh, there you are!
Now, look after the baby.

I tell you what, teach him to walk.

He's not very good at walking yet,
you see, boys and girls.

CHILDREN: Oh! So, that'll keep them
both out of mischief, won't it?

All right, you, get on with it.

MR PUNCH MUTTERS

Left, right! Left, right!
Left, right! Left, right!

LAUGHTER



Whey!
APPLAUSE

Oh, what a clever boy!

As the new mayor of this town,

I have a very wide remit,

but one of my pet hates is
enviro-crime -

namely, fly-tipping, vandalism
and litter.

On-the-spot fines of up to ã100 have
been introduced for anyone

failing to dispose of their litter
in an appropriate fashion.

And what's more,
I will be leading the way.

Alan...

Let's be proud of this
beautiful town of ours.

After all, it is Lighthaven,
not Litterhaven.

FROM STAGE: Ow! Oh!

Get off!



Oh! Oh! You wicked...

Excuse me...

Oh! Get off! Get off!

I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen,
the performance has been cancelled.

CHILDREN: Boo!
Sorry, stop it!

If you give your details to my
assistant, Alan,

I'm sure you'll get a full refund.

What...what are you doing?!
CHILD CRIES

My job.

Your job, is it, to make
children cry?

I hope you're proud of yourself!

SHE GRUNTS

No, no pictures. Alan, Alan...

I said, no photos!

Madam Mayor...Jane Kennedy, coroner.

How can I help?

Er...I believe you closed down Harry
Putman's show yesterday afternoon.

What exactly did you say to him?

Not a great deal.

There wasn't a lot to say.

He knew he didn't have a leg
to stand on.

Excuse me?

On many an occasion,
I've asked Mr Putman -

Harry, as you call him - to update
his act.

I explained to him that Mr Punch
doesn't need

to beat his wife with a stick,

but he just wouldn't listen.

But did you spell it out to him
that if he failed to comply,

you would put him out of business?

Let's not get this
out of perspective.

Revoking the wretched man's ability
to perform in Lighthaven

was hardly going to put him
out of business.

I'll take that as a no then.

There are resorts up and down
the country

that would have welcomed him
with open arms.

Nonetheless, Harry lived here.

This was his home.

It's my home too, Ms Kennedy.

I believe in this town.

I have big plans for its future.

But any show that invites children
to laugh at domestic abuse

belongs firmly in the past.

Now...if you will excuse me,

I have to meet my daughter
in...precisely two minutes.

I'm aware that in a conservative
town like ours,

people are bound to take sides.

Mr Putman has been the Punch & Judy
man in this town for 40 years.

I've only been mayor for,
what...two months?

Quite an achievement, though.

Thank you.

I was talking about Mr Putman.

May I ask you something?
Can I stop you?

Of all the things in this town
that need changing,

why focus on Punch & Judy?

Happy now, are you?!

Now you've hounded an old
man to his death!

Go away, before I have you
reported for drinking in public.

You practically murdered Harry!

Stamped him out like
he was some kind of bug!

Well, you better watch out,
Your Worship,

cos one of these days,
someone might stamp on you!

Alan...

Get off me, you idiot!

I see your mum's causing
trouble again.

So, what else is new?

See you next weekend, Dad.

Yeah. Take care, sweetheart...

Friend of yours?

My husband.

We're separated,

not that it's any of your business.

What was that all about?

Oh, just a drunk. Ignore him.

You're late.

Madam Mayor, you still haven't
answered my question.

Drink this. It'll help sober you up.

I see you're looking after
Harry's props.

Yeah, his son asked me to find
a good home for them.

Were you and Harry close?

We looked out for each other.

He was good for business.

See...as long as there's
Punch & Judy,

there'll always be
a need for deckchairs.

In your opinion, do you
think it's conceivable

he could have taken his own life?

No. Not a chance.
He wasn't that type.

I'm not saying that he wasn't fed
up. Who wouldn't be?

A lifetime of entertaining people,
only to be nobbled by some

jumped-up busybody who hasn't
been in the job for five minutes!

Are you still at it?

I've received a complaint
about you, John.

Drunk and disorderly.

Not to mention, behaviour likely to
cause a breach of the peace.

So, arrest me.
It'll be just like old times.

I'd rather you sobered up and
stopped threatening public figures.

All right, I'll do my best,
Davey boy.

Glad to hear it.

Thanks for your time, Mr Holland.

That's all right, my love.

Thanks.

Maybe I should introduce myself.

My name's Hannah and I've got
reason to believe that,

18 years ago, you gave birth to me.

Darling, I'm sorry
if you feel neglected

but...I've got a lot to do
and only a year to do it in.

Only last night, Councillor Jeffries
assured me,

and he was being perfectly serious,

that we don't need a Pride Festival
here in Lighthaven.

So, that's who you were with until
four in the morning,
Councillor Jeffries.

Well...I'm here now.

So...let's make the most of it,
shall we?

I thought we could try that
new wine bar later.

All cocktails are half price.

Hannah, darling, I can't.
I've got a meeting this evening.

Well, can't you cancel it?
I thought we could catch up.

Sorry, darling.

Urgent council business.

Give it to me, Your Worship...

MAYOR LAUGHS

Oh!

SHE LAUGHS

Oh... Oh-ho-ho...

SHE LAUGHS

THEY MOAN

SHE MOANS

SHE LAUGHS

Hi, it's me.

Um...just wondering where you are.

Hope all's well.

Give me a call when you get this.

People get the wrong
idea about Mr Punch.

He's not a bully.

He's a freedom fighter...

..battling oppression.

The real bullies are his wife
and the constable.

Oh, yeah? Then how come he throws out
the baby?

That's an accident.

It doesn't count.

Not sure the mothers down the
women's refuge would see it that way.

PHONE RINGS

Oh, damn...

Don't answer it.

It's Davey. It might be important.

Hello?

Yes, I know who this is.

OK. I'll be there in ten minutes.

What's happened?

They found a body at the Grand Hotel.

Keep an eye on the curry.

Any ID on the deceased?

Oh, didn't I mention that?
Mention what?

It's the mayor. Our mayor?

The mayor I was talking to
this afternoon?

Yeah...I think it's fair to say
she's no longer in office.

Are we sure it's her?

Yeah, positive.

Looks like Mr Punch got his own
back.

I was just thinking the same thing.

We think the murder weapon was
a champagne bottle.

It seems Una and Danny Ball had
themselves a little party.

Who's Danny Ball?

He's the hotel's resident crooner.

It was a regular thing, apparently.

Yeah...

This is the 999 message
she tried to make at 7.18.

MAYOR CRYING

And by the time we'd traced the
call,

the body had already been found.

Where's this singer?
I need to talk to him.

No, you don't.

You need to get in line.

It's a murder inquiry.

Do you need a moment, Mr Drake? No.

No, that's her.

That's my girl.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.

Are you all right? OK...

You say she was
found at the Grand Hotel?

Er...yeah, that's correct.

I don't understand. Una
lives in town with my daughter.

Why would she want a hotel room?

I'm afraid I can't disclose
that information.

Ah...

I'm sorry.

Well, at least I know why
she stood me up.

I'm sorry?

Una and I were supposed to be
having dinner together last night.

That would explain the messages you
left on your wife's voicemail.

Can I ask which restaurant it was?

The Handsome Crab.

And what time did you get there?

Um...about 6:55.

And who booked the table? Una.

And what time did you leave,
roughly?

Ten past eight...
There or thereabouts.

Right. Much obliged.

A family liaison officer
will be in touch with you.

And I'll... I'll let you know as
soon as we have any news.

I'm sorry, Mr Drake.

Actually, I was wondering
if you'd mind coming over some time,

to talk to Hannah about what
happened?

Not at all. I'd be happy to.

Maybe...I'm old-fashioned but I...

I think some things are better
coming from a woman.

I'll give you a minute.

Danny Ball.

And what exactly was the nature
of your relationship with the mayor?

NSA.

As in the National Sheep
Association?

As in No Strings Attached.

Did she pay you?

What do you take me for?

Well, I'd have thought
that was obvious.

THEY WHISPER

Looks like we've replaced
Punch & Judy with The Sooty Show.

No. She didn't pay me.

Oh...

A witness in the next room said they
heard a woman yelling.

Would you care to comment?

In the heat of the moment,

Una tended to get quite vocal...if
you catch my drift.

And at...6:55,
when you left the room...

..how did Ms Drake seem?

Just happy.

Just...relaxed.

I'd even say grateful.

Well, his alibi checks out.

He was on stage at the time.

No blood on his clothes or his body.
No previous.

Wanted for crimes against music
but that's about it.

Don't like him, then?

Never trust a man whose hair
looks like a wig.

Do you think Una
was in love with him?

Doubt it.

She was just using him for sex.

All pretty sordid, if you ask me.

What? Because she's a woman?

No, cos she's set herself up as
the guardian of public morals.

I mean, talk about double standards.

What about your double standards? Eh?

A man uses a woman for sex, all his
mates pat him on the back.

A woman behaves the same way
and suddenly it's sordid.

Blimey, you're even beginning to
sound like the mayor. I don't know
why this bothers you.

It's police business.

Yes, but...

Una's death may be linked
to my ongoing investigation

into old Harry's drowning.

Hey, I told you about this before.

The coconut ones are mine.

Sorry. Sorry.

Calamity...

Thanks for coming.

Hannah's in the kitchen. OK.

Dad would never hear a bad
word said about her.

Not even when she walked out on him.

When was that?

About 18 months ago.

Just after she got
elected to the council.

Dad acted like it was his fault for
not being interesting enough but...

that's him all over.

Well...as marriage splits go,

it all sounds fairly amicable.

I guess.

I wasn't around much at the time.

I'd just turned 16 -
too busy partying.

I think they drifted apart
because Mum was ambitious

and Dad, well, prefers the simple
life.

His idea of success is winning a
prize at the annual apple festival.

I loved her, don't get me wrong,
but...

..you met her.

You must have seen what
she was like.

Hannah, apart from the
Punch & Judy man,

did your mum have any other enemies?

Hundreds.

Right, John...there you go.

No charge.

So...yesterday evening, between
seven and eight, where were you?

Er...drunk.

Drunk is not a location.

It is when you're as drunk as I was!

John, either you start taking this
seriously or I'm going to charge

you with obstruction and make the
rest up as I go along.

Take what seriously?

I don't even know what I'm
supposed to have done!

No-one's accusing
you of anything...yet.

Despite the fact that you're
a known offender

with a history of violent assaults,

and yesterday afternoon,
you threatened the mayor
in front of witnesses.

Yeah, well, she had that coming.
Well, someone obviously thought so,

because shortly after your little
outburst, she was found dead.

This is a joke, right?

Do you see me laughing?

Yes! Oh, yes!

Oh, there is a God! Yes!

John... All right, John, John,
sit down.

Now, where were you?

I can't remember!

All I can tell you is, I woke up in
my hut at seven o'clock this morning

with the worst hangover I've
had in years...but, eh,

it's not all bad news.

The Wicked Witch is dead!
That's karma, that's what that is!

All right...

On your way.

HE LAUGHS

All right, Johnny boy?!

# Gold, gold...

# Always believe in your soul

# You've got the power to know

# You're indestructible

♪ Always believing... ♪

FEEDBACK

# Gold

# Glad that you're bound to return

# Something I should have learned

# You're indestructible

♪ Always believing... ♪

STRUGGLES TO HOLD NOTE

OUT OF BREATH: Gold!

APPLAUSE

OUT OF BREATH: Thank you!

We're now going to take a short
break but...don't go anywhere.

Mr Ball.

I was wondering if you'd mind
answering a few questions?

Oh...

Officer, please...I've already
spoken to you guys.

I'm not the police.

Jane Kennedy, coroner.

Then we'd best have a drink.

I'm investigating
the death of Harold Putman.

The Punch & Judy man?

Oh, yeah.
Una was a bit upset about that.

Oh?

Yeah. She thought it might
damage her popularity.

All heart, was old Una.

You obviously liked her. Yeah...

Mmm...I just wish me and Una had
parted on better terms, that's all.

Was there some sort of disagreement?

Hmm, more like a blazing row.

About the Punch & Judy man?

About my career.

I've had this great idea
for an album, see...

Having A Ball With Danny Ball.

But, I just need a backer to
pay for some studio time.

And you asked Una?

Mmm...even bought her a bottle of
bubbly to sweeten her up.

And guess what she told me.

That it'd be a waste of money cos
I'm not much of a singer.

That...if I had what it takes,
I would've made it by now!

And what did you say?

Well, I went ballistic.

I mean, you've heard me...

Would you say I've got a voice?

Oh, yeah...it's definitely a voice.

Well...thanks for your time,
Mr Ball.

You know, for your age...

..you really are a fine-looking
lady.

Has anyone ever told you
that before?

Funnily enough, just men like you.

As bad as that, is it? Hey.

Yeah...

I don't think the deckchair
man's got anything to do with it.

The fact that he hated the mayor
is not enough to hold him.

I may as well arrest myself.

And Gavin Drake's alibi is
rock solid -

he was in a restaurant
the whole time.

He could have arranged
for someone else to kill Una.

Yeah, I did think of that so I ran
a check on the Drakes' finances

to see if Gavin had anything to
gain from his wife's death but...

it turns out the house, the farm,

everything that went
with it was in his name.

When Una left,
she wouldn't take a penny from him.

A proud woman.

Yeah, a very annoying woman.

As unhelpful in death as she was
in life.

No joy from forensics? No...

The only DNA on the champagne
bottle belonged to the victim.

Well, if it's any consolation, Danny
Ball has been hiding something.

Yeah, what's that?
It really is a wig?

He and Una, they had a blazing row
just before she was killed.

All right, I love you!

CAR ACCELERATES

TYRES SCREECH

HE SCREAMS

POLICE SIREN BLARES

Let's step you out of the car!

Get off me!

You should be arresting him, not me!

He killed my mother!
You're a murderer!

Easy, easy, easy.

Right, you're under arrest.
Do you understand?

Why did you run him over?

I didn't.

He stepped in front of my car.

Oh, you just happened to be driving
through the hotel car park

and there he was?

Now, your mum kept her relationship
with Mr Ball under wraps

and we've been careful not to
release his name to the public,

so why would you even be
aware of his existence?

Why don't you ask him?

Because I'd rather hear it from you.

DANNY GROANS

Why did the mayor's
daughter attack you?

Oh, is that who it was? Danny...

If you persist in lying, you're only
going to get yourself in deeper and
deeper trouble.

I haven't lied - not exactly.

Just haven't told the truth,
that's all.

More to the point, what has any
of this got to do with Punch & Judy?

I don't know yet.

I dated Hannah last Christmas.

Nice girl,
but a bit too keen for my liking.

We'd only known each other a week
and she invited me for Sunday lunch.

Is that when you first met Una?

HE LAUGHS
Yeah...

It was lust at first sight.

I ended it with Hannah
the very next day.

Yes, please, Nurse.

Thank you.

You were saying?

A few days later, her mum turned
up at the hotel...

Told me she wanted me.

Her sole condition being that Hannah
must never find out.

God, what a mess.

What am I going to do now?

You're worried Hannah will
incriminate you?

No. No!

I mean, what are my fans going to
say when they see me like this?

Goodbye, Danny.

HE INHALES

I'm going to ask you again.

How did you find out?

A friend from college said
she'd seen Mum and Danny

together in the hotel bar.

I didn't believe her.

So, I checked Mum's phone
when she was in the shower.

And there were the texts,

all the things she wanted to
do to him

and all the things
he wanted to do to her.

I'm sorry.

Did you challenge her about it?

I was going to...

on the night she died.

But she made an excuse.

Went off to see Danny instead.

So, you felt like she had betrayed
you? She DID betray me.

You hated her. You wanted her dead.
Is that what you're telling me,
Hannah?

Yeah.

You admit it, then?

I just said so, didn't I? Good.

Now we're getting somewhere.

What time did you go to the hotel?

I don't understand the question.

Oh, come on,
don't play games with me. I'm not!

All right...

Well, maybe this will
jog your memory.

No... No, no, no, no!

Hannah! Hannah!

Get some help, please. Hannah!

SHE CRIES UNCONTROLLABLY

ALARM SOUNDS

Well, obviously she went to the
hotel.

What if she didn't?

If you ask me, a girl who runs her
ex-boyfriend over with a car
is capable of anything,

unless you think the mayor was
murdered twice?

So, listen, why don't you do us
both a favour?

Go home, put your feet up,
pour a nice glass of red wine

and drink to the fact that
I can and I have, just this once,

managed to wrap up a murder inquiry
without your help.

I know he wasn't serious but...

..maybe Davey had a point.
What about?

Maybe there were two killers...

Two separate murder attempts.

How do you reckon that?

According to this, the injuries to
Una's brain were so severe,

death would have been instantaneous.

Instantaneous meaning she would
have had no time to make phone calls.

So, surely that means
she received the head injuries

after she passed out?

So, what if Hannah gets the ball
rolling, puts her mum out of action?

Then someone else
comes into the hotel room,

sees the mayor lying there and...
But who, though?

No, you're right...

Without a name or a motive,
we're no further on.

Funny...

I never noticed that before. What?

Looks like she had a nose job.

Before and after.

There is nothing wrong with
that nose. I agree.

So, why change it?

Might've got knocked out of shape.

We all know she was a...pain
in the bum.

Someone could have punched her.

Punch...

PHONE RINGS

Hi...

Dr Sharp?

Thanks for getting back.

I just wondered if there was an
update on Hannah Drake?

So, she's not well enough to be
interviewed yet, no?

No, no, no, it's all right.

That's all I wanted to know.

Thanks.

Well? Looks like you were right.

Una made two visits to A & E
last year.

The first was in late May.

"Multiple contusions to back
and shoulders caused by
a fall down stairs."

Just two weeks after her
election to town council.

Her next visit - 2nd June...

"Broken nose and dislocated right
shoulder - patient slipped in bath."

Hmm...likely story.

And listen to this, the very next
day, she leaves her husband.

A week later, she books
herself into a private clinic

and gets a new conk.

Good work. Well done.

Unfortunately, it still leaves us
with a major problem.

Of all the suspects, Gavin Drake is
the only one with an alibi.

At the time of the murder, he was sat
here at a table booked by his wife.

I wonder what made her
choose this place?

Well, I'm guessing the fact
it's only a minute from the hotel

had something to do with it.

Plus, the food's meant to be good.

Yeah! I'm surprised anyone's ever
lived long enough to find out.

What do you mean?

I came here with a girl once...

They usually wait till I've settled
the bill

before they tell me
they only want me as a friend.

But that night, the service was
so bad,

I got dumped before we'd
even ordered.

Catch you later.

Hang on, I thought you were paying?

So, what does this prove?

Well, it all fits.

No wonder she didn't like
Punch & Judy. She was living with
a real life Mr Punch.

Well, then why didn't she report it?

Maybe she didn't want
to be seen as a victim.

No. What you've got there is
purely circumstantial.

Yes, but as you're always pointing
out,

the majority of convictions are
supported on the basis of
circumstantial evidence.

That doesn't even prove she was
attacked, let alone by her husband.

Besides, you put Gavin Drake in the
ring with Una and my money's on
the mayor every time.

Surely we should at least talk to
him? You talk to him. I'm busy.

I'm finally going to get to
interview his daughter.

You know, the person that actually
committed the crime.

OPERA MUSIC
Hello?

Hello?

Gavin...

God, woman... I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Don't creep up on people like that.

I didn't mean to. Are you all right?

You nearly gave me a heart attack.

For a moment, I thought you were
Una come back to haunt me.

Actually...it was Una I wanted to
talk to you about. Hmm?

I know it's...none
of my business but I just...

I wondered why you separated?

It was a tough time.

Una started putting her
career before her family.

I thought I was losing her.

I...panicked...

Turns out I have abandonment issues.

There's a therapist's phrase
if ever I heard one. Yeah...

It was Una's idea.

She said the marriage wasn't over,
just on hold.

Promised that
if I went to counselling,

sorted my head out,
there might be a way back for us.

And you took her at her word.

I had no choice.

I loved her.

Now, if you don't mind,
I'm sort of busy.

Of course. Sorry.

I'm sorry. That sounded rude.

It's just I'm expecting my daughter
any moment.

Haven't you heard? Heard what?

Hannah's been arrested.

Ow!

How are you feeling?

You're the detective.

How do you think I'm feeling?

Whilst the doctors were assessing
you, I did some homework.

I reread the forensic
pathologist's report

and I found evidence of a thing
called...laryngeal oedema.

You know what that is?

No? It's a well-known
symptom of anaphylactic shock.

Was your mum allergic to anything,
Hannah?

The truth.

She was allergic to crustaceans.

Crab, lobster, prawn...

But I get the feeling you
already knew that.

You know, you're right.

So, I went back to your mum's house
and I searched your bedroom

and I found these on top
of the wardrobe.

I'm showing the suspect
Exhibit A and Exhibit B.

Now, my guess is you took these
out of your mum's bag at the cafe

at about the same time you
poisoned her food.

Would that be right?

Why don't you tell me what happened?

Mum went to the counter to complain
that her tea was too weak.

She was always complaining
about something.

As soon as her back was turned,

I smeared a bit of prawn
on one of her scones.

And then what happened? Nothing.

It wasn't likely to.
She suffered from EIA.

Come again?

Exercise-induced anaphylaxis.

Mum could eat something that had
been contaminated and, at first,
there'd be no reaction.

The choking and shortness of breath
only kicked in after exercise.

And, of course, you knew she'd soon
be at that hotel...

..exercising.

I'm sorry. I assumed Hannah would
have called to let you know. No.

I don't know any details, just that
she has admitted to killing her mum.

No. It's impossible.

You seem very certain.

I know my own daughter, OK?

They must have tricked
her, forced a confession.

Hannah had nothing to do with it.

I see you're still
wearing your wedding ring.

What about it?

No, nothing, just...

When I met Una,
she wasn't wearing hers and yet...

..in that photograph, taken just
24 hours previously, there it is.

It's odd, don't you think?

As if she deliberately removed her
wedding ring

on the day that she arranged
to meet you.

I can't say I noticed.

Care to join me? No, I'm driving.

Go on...

It's my own home-made scrumpy.

Lovely stuff.

OK, maybe just a little.

Thanks. Cheers. Cheers.

OK...

I'll admit I knew something
was going on.

So I followed her.

Stupid, I know, but...

that's what jealousy
does to you...

Eats away at you until you simply
have to know the worst.

You do realise what
you've admitted to?

She was my mum, for God's sake!

She was supposed to love me
and take care of me.

I thought Danny would phone
an ambulance.

I didn't know he'd be on stage
when it happened.

So, you didn't mean to
kill your mother?

Is that what you're telling me?
Yeah.

Hannah, for someone who didn't mean
to kill their mother, you did
a pretty good job.

Those head injuries? They're among
the worst I've ever seen. That
wasn't me. Hannah, come on.

No, look!

Those pictures...

I don't know who did that to her.

All I know is,
I had nothing to do with it.

I saw her at the hotel with that...

X Factor reject.

I kept my distance, didn't want to
make a scene.

I thought that could wait till
dinner, when I got her all to
myself.

But then she didn't even
bother to turn up.

There was me thinking
she wanted to build bridges.

When in fact, she was probably going
to ask you for a divorce.

I know.

Why couldn't I see that?

Like a little kid sometimes...

Too trusting.

Spent a fortune in counselling.

"How are we feeling today, Gavin?"

All the time, she was just
stringing me along.

The night it ended said it all,
me...

waiting at that restaurant
like a lemon

while she's living it up,
drinking cham...

Drinking champagne?

What makes you think
she was drinking champagne?

You were in a lot of pain, Gavin.

SEAGULLS CRY

When she didn't show at the
restaurant, I think you...

..you went to go and find her.

DANNY HUMS

When you got to the hotel, you
discovered the reason she'd been
detained.

# Do you really want to hurt me?

♪ Do you really want to... ♪

I imagine you...

even considered going home...

forgetting all about her.

♪ Lovers never ask you why... ♪

The urge was too strong.

I doubt you could help yourself.

PHONE RINGS

The police know I'm here. Yeah?

Where are they, then?

OK, attacking your wife is one thing.
You hurt me, that's a different
story. You know that, don't you?

BREATHLESSLY: Come on, Gavin, it's
over. Put the knife down. Please
don't...

You don't want to hurt me.

You don't think I can?

I've done it before!

No, I believe you! Just...

Please, Gavin,
this isn't who you are.

POLICE SIREN BLARES

Police!

Oh! Hey!

Are you OK? Are you OK?

THEY PANT

I got you, I got you...

Come on, come on. Come on.

All right. Mind your head for me,
Mr Drake.

Hey.

Clever clogs.

Do you ever get
tired of being right?

Especially at moments like this.

What gets me is Drake
needn't have bothered.

If he'd left his wife alone,
she would have died anyway!

Oh, I'm glad you think it's amusing.

No, it's bloody tragic.

A whole family destroyed
and for what?

Well, at least you're OK because...

Because what?

Oh...

Because...

..you know...

No, I don't know...

Why don't you tell me?

PHONE RINGS

I've got to take this.

Hello, Annette.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know,
I've got to pick the car up.

Yes. What's the matter with it now?

Now, now, Punch.

What's all this about you raising
your voice to Mrs Punch?

I'm sorry, Officer.

I don't know what came over me.

Well...as long as you're willing to
attend an anger management course,

we'll say no more about it.

APPLAUSE

That's the way to do it.

Well...I've seen old Harry's show
so many times, I know it by heart.

I thought I might as well
continue the tradition.

Actually, it was Harry I came to
talk to you about.

We heard back from the pathologist.

It looks as though Harry drank
himself into a stupor

and passed out on the beach.

The incoming tide did the rest.

If it's any comfort, John, I don't
think he knew anything about it.

The show must go on, eh?
Oh, yeah!

FROM COURTROOM:
All rise for Her Majesty's Coroner.