The man who said, "I'd rather be lucky than good", saw deeply into life.
People are afraid to face how great a part of life depends on luck.
It's scary to think so much is out of one's control.
There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net
and for a split second it can either go forward, or fall back.
With a little luck it goes forward,
and you win.
Or maybe it doesn't,
and you lose.
Just this way.
So the beach club Mt. Bear, tennis instructor.
Stanford House Sporting Village, Sardinia, Nice.
- I've had a good deal of experience. - Yes. I've heard good things.
- You don't miss playing? - I thank God I don't have to do it.
I hate the whole tennis tour thing.
The travelling. And I was never going to be Rusedski or Agassi.
You have to really want it, not that I have their talent.
Your credentials and references are excellent.
- You want to live in London? - Very much, very much.
We have a very exclusive membership here.
- You can begin this weekend. - Thank you. Thank you very much.
That's your sofa, which also doubles up as a bed.
Which is great, you can watch telly, ain't got to leave the room.
Just open it up, get your kip. Kitchen, just through there.
Amenities, fixtures, fittings, washer, dryer.
All that stuff. Lovely view not overlooked.
So, it's all good.
This is 225 a week?
It's London, mate. If you don't like it, move to Leeds.
You got a wok?
- One of those oriental conical pans. - No, no.
The geezer who was in here left one, I'll throw that in.
- I'll take it. - A good choice.
Very good.
Chris Wilson.
- This is Tom Hewett. - Morning, Tom.
He'll be perfect for you.
He's patient, great at analyzing faults.
I haven't played since university.
I loved it, but I haven't picked up a racquet in ages.
It comes back. What you can't do is rush in, be discouraged.
Okay.
Thank you.
- Over here? - Brilliant.
So who was better, or tougher, Henman or Agassi?
- Both were great. - I know.
- But you held your own admirably. - For a while.
As the game goes on, you see how good they are.
- Actually, I'll get this. - No.
- I insist. - Get your dirty great forehand off.
Thank you, I'll get the next one.
Do you need a lift after this?
I'm looking for a music store, to buy some CDs.
Music round here? I think there's one on the Fulham Road.
With a decent opera section?
- Opera? Do you like opera? - I love opera.
Papa gives loads to the Royal in Covent Garden.
I know it sounds a bit weird but would you like to go tomorrow night?
- To the opera? - We have a box, someone's not coming.
It's "La"-bloody-"Traviata".
My God, I'd love to.
It isn't an imposition? Can I pay for my seat?
No, it'd be a pleasure. I just like that we share a love for opera.
Brilliant.
Evening, all.
- Hello, Mum. - Hello, sweetie.
- Chris, this is my father Alec. - Hello.
So you're an incredible tennis player. I played, then I gave up, went back...
- Oh, rubbish. - I'm sure Tom has talked up my game.
- Good evening. How are you? - And this is my sister Chloe.
- Hi, I'm Chloe. - Hello.
The olds say thank you very much for the lovely flowers.
Very thoughtful and totally unnecessary.
Off the record, well done, A+, they love that sort of thing.
They're lovely people.
- And your sister's very bright. - Frighteningly so at times.
She thought you were terrific and wanted to invite you
to our country house on Sunday.
There'll be a party, some good people.
I'll play you some great music, Dad's got an epic collection.
Chloe, have a knock with Chris. I've got serious cocktails to make.
Irish, ever had a Cuba libre or caipirinha?
It'd really bore him to play me.
I bore him, but he's a good sport. And anyway, you've got better legs.
I teach people who've never held a racquet.
- I'm so bad. - That's how you get better.
- Playing with a stronger player. - Okay.
- Was I dreadful? - Not at all.
- You have a very unique style. - It's called clumsy.
How did you get so good anyway?
Tom says you played some of the greats.
It was a way out of a poor existence.
Caught the eye of a good coach. I don't know.
It all came so easy at first.
- Do you enjoy teaching? - Not really.
It's okay, but I'd cut my throat if I had to do it forever.
I'd like to do something special with my life,
to make a contribution.
So you're a poor boy from Ireland come to London.
I love it. It's so exciting and alive.
All the art and theatre. Not that I've taken much advantage of it yet.
If you'd like me to show you round,
I grew up in Belgravia, I'd be happy to do it.
That'd be great. On one condition.
- I buy the tickets. - Is that going to be an issue?
I'm afraid it is. I'm very old-fashioned.
But I did read about the exhibition in the Saatchi Gallery.
That's perfect. It'd be my pleasure to take you.
You're very kind to offer. Can I give you free tennis lessons?
Okay, it's a deal. How about Wednesday for the Saatchi?
- I can do that. - Shall we meet for lunch first?
It's a date.
- I'd best get ready for the guests. - Of course.
Sweaty tennis players, hardly what they expect.
So, who's my next victim?
- You? - I haven't played in quite a while.
Want to play for £1000 a game?
What did I walk into?
It's like this.
- May I? - Please.
You have to lean in
and hit through the ball.
- I was doing fine until you showed up. - Story of my life.
Tell me,
what's a beautiful young American doing among the British upper class?
Did anyone ever tell you
you play a very aggressive game?
Anyone ever tell you you have very sensual lips?
- Extremely aggressive. - I'm naturally competitive.
Is it off-putting?
I'll have to think about that for a while.
There you are. I wanted to introduce you.
Chris Wilson, this is Nola Rice, my fiancée.
Aha,
so you're the tennis pro.
- Hello, darling. - My pleasure.
He tried to have his way with me over the table.
Better watch out, this one's made a living out of hustling.
I'll be ready for you next time.
I'll see you outside.
Oh, yeah.
She's quite something, isn't she?
- How long have you been together? - Six months.
Jesus, yeah, six months.
She came over to study acting, I met her at a party we had both crashed.
One thing led to another.
Mother's taken a long time to get used to the idea that I'm serious.
She's always had a funny agenda.
It doesn't involve me marrying a struggling actress.
Especially an American one.
But I am crazy about her.
How about all of us going to dinner next week?
- I'd love to. - Excellent.
Now, Irish, how about a little drop of Scottish?
- Why not? - Lead on. Quickly.
These afternoons have been great.
I'm so glad you are able to have so much time off.
Yes, it's fun. But it wouldn't hurt to have a few more pupils.
Do you need money?
God, no!
No, I'm fine.
It's very sweet of you to ask, but I don't.
I'm only asking because I care about you.
- Shall we go to your place or mine? - Mine's not quite what you're used to.
Shut up. I think yours will be just great.
You've been seeing a lot of Chris lately, I understand.
Yeah. He's very nice.
I liked him. I just don't understand what he's aiming for.
He doesn't want to teach tennis forever.
I find him very likeable. He's fought his way up.
And he's not trivial.
I had a very interesting conversation about Dostoevsky.
Can't we put him in one of your companies or something?
- Has he expressed a desire? - No, but...
He's open about his future.
- He wants to do something in life. - Chloe, be careful.
I already have reservations about Nola. Don't rush off.
You're prejudiced because she's American.
- She's spoilt and temperamental. - She's an actress.
She's deluding herself and she's wrong for Tom.
I care deeply for Chris and he feels the same way.
- Who are you talking about? - Nola.
- Have you been waiting ages? - No.
Traffic was awful. The others are probably stuck in it.
Can I have a champagne cocktail, please?
One of your father's associates spoke to me about a job.
- Did you say anything? - Look.
I told Papa to see if anything juicy opened up.
So you could have first option, if you wanted it.
- You're not cross, are you? - God, no!
It's extremely thoughtful of you.
Thanks.
Well, what do you think?
I'll have to think about it.
I've never really seen myself in the business world.
So, what "do" you see for yourself, you know, in the future?
I don't know really.
- I'm sure it's a great opportunity. - I think it is.
Papa said, it's a chance to learn the business.
And, if things go well, he'll see to it
that you move up quickly, or whatever.
I've always felt so-so about office work.
It's not exactly office work.
- Think of it more as a stepping stone. - To?
To a bigger job, more responsibility,
greater earning potential, I don't know.
You've always said how much you admired Papa's accomplishments.
Well, of course.
It's strange, but coming from where I come from,
I've always admired men like him.
Wealthy, but not stuffy.
Enjoying his fortune,
having a grand time, supporting the arts.
- He'd like to open some doors for you. - He's a generous man.
He respects how you've pulled yourself up against the odds.
- You don't seem very enthusiastic. - I'm sorry.
- I hope it's not upsetting. - No. Not at all.
It's just that you've always talked about making a contribution.
I will.
- Hello. - Hello there.
Don't worry, the traffic was awful.
It's my fault. I dragged Nola to the classic car show at ExCeL.
It was unbelievable. My trousers are barely dry.
- Shut up. - You love cars, don't you?
- I think the old ones are beautiful. - Me too.
But Tom likes all those new ones with the gadgets.
- I want an Aston Martin. - I drove one.
- Really? - I used to work for a man.
I washed his cars for him. He was very particular about them.
- I had to wash them with a toothbrush. - I want an Aston Martin.
Or a vintage Mercedes.
After we marry we'll collect vintage cars.
As long as I can have a DB 9 with all the trimmings.
In fact Hedley is perfect for keeping them.
- Speaking of Hedley... - Let's order.
The baked potato with truffles. Yum!
- I'd like the same, please. - Nothing to start?
Oh, the wine list.
I'll have the caviar blinis, please.
- Roast chicken. - God, boring!
- They have the greatest caviar blinis. - That's okay.
- No. Do you like caviar? - So-so.
So-so.
He's been brought up to always order modestly.
- He'll have the blinis. - Was your father an oil-rigger?
- Did he specialize in etiquette? - He was quite austere.
He was a bit of a religious fanatic.
After he lost both his legs he found Jesus.
Oh, God. Sorry, but it doesn't seem like a fair trade.
What about Hedley?
- Papa's invited us for some shooting. - Really?
I'll bring different clothes. Your mom didn't like what I brought last time.
That was your swimsuit. She's used to a bit more fabric.
If she knew you wore it in a movie, she'd find it chic.
- Have you done many movies? - It was a commercial, not a movie.
But your eyes went straight to her.
I don't think my career has really gone as planned.
- You just need a break. - Luck is important.
I believe in hard work.
Hard work's mandatory, but we're afraid to admit the part luck plays.
It seems scientists are confirming
more and more that all existence is blind chance.
- No purpose, no design. - Well, I don't care.
- I love every minute of it. - And I envy you for it.
What was it the vicar used to say?
Despair is the path of least resistance. Something odd.
I think faith is the path of least resistance.
- God! - Can we change the subject?
Nola was talking about acting. Much more interesting.
No I was just saying that I think I'm giving acting a second thought.
I just can't bear people in my home town to think I've failed.
Not that I'm ever going back to Colorado. Ever.
Have you decided on a wine?
Two bottles of Puligny-Montrachet.
- Good morning. Chris Wilton. - Rod Carver.
You'll be working under Alan Sinclair.
- Hi, Alan, how are you? - You may find the tasks a little easy.
That will change as you appreciate how things wash here.
- It's nine to five. - Enough time to keep up the backhand.
If the package is okay, we'd like to begin on the first.
I'm sure the salary won't be a problem.
- Good to meet you. - And you.
You'll be happy here. Exciting things are happening
This door...
I can't tell you how happy I am you've taken that job.
It's such good news.
I bought you this to celebrate.
Wow! Thank you.
In no time you'll be running that division.
You're so much more on the ball than Alan, who's nice but uninspiring.
It's very rare. It has some beautiful arias on it.
And his voice expresses everything that's tragic about life.
You find it tragic, do you?
And you?
I love it.
Let's stay at home and have dinner
and listen to the tragedy.
I'll open a bottle of the wine I got you.
Ah, Puligny-Montrachet.
I'd never heard of it before. Now I'm addicted.
Tom and Nola invited us to see a film but I told them we're busy.
Oh?
We have no plans. Well, no special plans.
Thought we said we'd stay in.
Yeah, but it wasn't written in stone.
- We could have joined them. - We still can if you prefer it.
It's not a case of preferring it. It's just, we have fun with them.
- And you love films. - Well, shall I call them?
I mean, sure. Unless you'd rather not.
Well,
might be more fun just the two of us.
The wine, the opera.
Absolutely.
I just figured
we can stay in any night and...
they're free and suggested a film.
- What's the film? - I don't know, but if you'd prefer...
I am in the mood for a film.
Thank you so much.
Hello.
Hang on, the door. There we go.
Hi guys, one second.
There you go. Thanks. Good luck with the Sky Blues.
Where is she?
Nola got a migraine. She can't make it.
- She sends her love. - She okay?
She'll be fine. Hell with her, "Motorcycle Diaries".
I bet that was her choice...
Everybody likes you at work.
Papa says he's heard great things.
You're a very clever boy.
Hey!
- Hey. How are you? - Hi.
- What are you doing here? - Looking for a sweater.
The kind Tom has. Is it cashmere?
- Oh, It's vicuña. Vicuña. - Vicuña?
- Yeah. - Right. Where you going?
I'm just having a nervous breakdown.
- Why? - I have an audition in ten minutes.
And as usual my confidence level has gone from ten to zero.
- You'll be great. - I'm going to be late so...
- You want to walk? - Yeah, sure.
My agent was supposed to meet me but he cancelled.
So that's awful.
I'm alone to...
Want me to come along for moral support?
Yes. That would be great.
- Sure. - It's not a problem?
No, it's not a problem.
I used to get really tense before big matches.
Have you ever tried yoga?
- No. - No?
Hi.
- Hello. Hi. - Oh, hey.
- How was it? - Blew that.
It just works at home but...
I don't know, I just can never really pull through.
- You will. You will. - Yeah.
I could actually use a drink to pull myself together a little bit.
- Sure. This way. - Okay.
What was I saying?
My sister went to college for a couple of years.
But I'm like you, I'm self-taught.
You should see my sister, she's very beautiful but she's lost.
Drugs and...
I'm sure she's not more beautiful than you are.
What I am is sexy.
Linda, my sister...
is classically beautiful.
So you are aware of your effect on men?
Before my parents split they put her in these pageants.
It was just a joke.
What did your father do?
He left.
And never sent any money. My mother could never hold down a job.
No?
No.
Her problem was that she drank.
How did you meet Tom?
We met at a party.
He saw me across the room and he...
honed in on me like a guided missile.
I liked him right off, you know, I thought...
I think he's very handsome. Don't you?
Very.
And he asked you to marry him?
Well he...
swept me off my feet with presents and...
What did I know about that kind of life?
I'm just a starving actress from Boulder, Colorado.
I had a bad marriage already. Another reason she hates me.
- Who? - Eleanor.
Tom's mother. She wants him to marry this girl Olivia.
I think she's a distant cousin. It's sick.
It's such an inbred family.
And was it love at first sight for you too?
I thought he was very handsome.
You know. And I told you I was just...
I was overwhelmed with attention.
So what about you and Chloe?
She's very sweet.
She is very sweet.
And she wants to marry you.
- Her mother wouldn't like that either. - No. It's different.
I don't buy into Eleanor and she knows it, but you...
are being groomed.
You mark my words.
They almost died when they thought Chloe had run off with some guy
who ran a gastropub in the city.
You're going to do very well for yourself.
- Unless you blow it. - And how am I going to blow it?
By making a pass at me.
What makes you think that's going to happen?
Men always seem to wonder.
They think I'd be something very special.
And are you?
No one's ever asked for their money back.
Where was all this confidence when you needed it in the audition?
I've had too much to drink.
Can you get me a cab?
Sure.
Thank you.
You were driving a bit fast, weren't you?
- Which one's he in? - Second one over.
- Will he be all right? - The vet looked at him.
- He is so sweet. - He said the problem will dissipate.
- Tom, can I feed him? - Whack him some hay.
Hey, baby.
You're so beautiful.
What would you say to the idea of taking a business course at school
that the company would pay for?
I don't know.
I've had very good feedback on your work.
At the beginning of next year a significant position is opening up.
It carries a lot of responsibility and pays accordingly.
Plus there are a number of perks.
Expense account,
driver, etc.
We had been focusing on someone else.
But it's obvious you and Chloe have become close.
I wouldn't consider it if I didn't think you were qualified.
I'd hate to disappoint you.
- Come on, Tom, let's move. - Nearly ready.
- I'll get a gun for Chris. - Thanks.
Never mind, this is basically a tune-up for the grouse season.
It's bloody good fun.
Don't. His shooting isn't up to his tennis.
I'll make a grouse shooter of him, don't worry.
- Quite right, Papa. - Come on, Chloe.
- Hi, have you seen my Strindberg book? - No.
- How did your audition go? - Oh, it was pretty awful, I'm afraid.
Her own fault, bless her. She tightens up.
Something worthwhile will come along.
But there's just not anything right now that I'm that great for.
So, how long do you keep it up?
How long?
If time passes and nothing materializes,
how long do you keep on going before you decide that...
to try something else?
Nola's hardly reached that point.
All I'm saying is you give it a try
and if you keep being disappointed, you have to ask yourself,
"Is this what I want in my life? Is this what I want?"
- Well I do ask myself that. - See. It's only logical, Tom.
Especially for a woman.
It's particularly cruel for a woman.
As you get older, if nothing happens, it only gets harder.
Eleanor, Nola isn't exactly over the hill.
I'm not saying now.
But I am a great one for facing up to realities.
That's your take, nothing else. Frankly, not everyone's interested.
- Don't raise your voice, please. - I'm not. Sorry, Papa.
But she's always on Nola's case, always discouraging her via innuendos.
Acting's so will-o'-the-wisp. Those that have it know right off.
To pursue it to avoid admitting defeat to friends is unrealistic.
I'm sorry but that's the way I feel.
- Excuse me. - Nola!
That's okay, I'd like to be alone.
Sorry if I'm raising my voice but you know that's her Achilles heel.
He's right. I think you've had one too many G&Ts.
I was looking for you.
I was upset. I just wanted to be alone.
I don't mean to intrude.
- I need a drink. - I like it when you drink.
- You get flirtatious. - Do I?
Yeah. Confident.
You shouldn't have followed me here.
Do you feel guilty?
Do you?
We can't do this.
I know.
This can't lead anyplace.
Hello.
Darling, it's for you.
But take it outside.
Well there's hope at least. When's the callback?
Let me know when you hear anything. I think I could be great in this part.
Yeah. Okay.
Bye.
Why have you been so cold to me?
- I haven't been cold. - Yes you have.
Since our return from the country you've been distant, evasive.
I don't want to encourage anything. What happened, happened.
The moment was out of control because I was upset, drinking...
- Stop rationalizing. - I'm not rationalizing.
Passions are passions but we're very involved with other people.
You're not such a good actress, you know.
You daydreamed about making love to me,
and I'm not saying it didn't cross my mind.
We had our moment, but let's get back to reality.
We're going to be brother and sister-in-law.
- Exactly as I pictured you... - Forget it.
It's over.
- Thanks. Henry! - Hey, Chris.
- How are you? - All right. God, look at you.
- Good to see you. - You're doing all right.
- Still on the tennis tour? - Yeah. Love it.
- Nice car. - Don't worry, it's the company's.
Yeah, you found it a grind, but I'm still circling the globe.
- Deluding myself. - I just couldn't stand it.
Heard you went into business.
- I'm a wheel in an office. - A big wheel?
It's who you know. I got involved with a woman, very nice.
Family's got nothing but money, big estate, servants, polo ponies.
Beats getting your heart broken by the top seeds.
Much of life turns on whether the ball goes over or comes back.
I admired your game. You were steady.
Cool, but creative. You could be a tennis poet like Laver.
- We traded wins. - No. You never beat yourself.
A few bounces the other way, you might've beaten some top seeds.
- Can I buy you lunch? - Next time. Give me your number.
Certainly. I'm moving into a new flat. This is my business card.
- Call me. - Very impressive.
- You look well. - And you, mate.
- You look very well. - Lunch on my expense account.
Yeah, yeah. Bye!
She's got glasses on. I haven't seen her since I was 15.
- Why would your mother invite her? - They met at the supermarket.
- The supermarket? - Can you play the piano?
- When are you getting married? - Mummy!
- Gosh! - Why so surprised?
You've been like two peas in a pod for a long time.
- Don't tell me it hasn't come up. - Mummy, you need a cup of coffee.
Come on.
She doesn't hold back when she's had a few.
We have discussed it.
We'd be delighted. Tom would love you as brother-in-law.
- Whatever you need you can rely on us. - I appreciate that.
Darling, one second, I think we are...
- I'm sure you two have met. - I'm sorry.
- Who'd have thought. - That we'd be here?
It's her fault, you know.
She's turned on by intimacy in places we're going to get caught.
- The risky business was your idea. - All men who see you want to attack.
Isn't that right, Christopher?
Are you all right?
I'm fine. I shouldn't drink on an empty stomach.
I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.
Oh, my God!
- This is incredible. - Isn't it?
- And up here? - The bedroom.
There's another one there, a bathroom, a kitchen and a little terrace.
- But look at this view. - It's breathtaking.
I just wish I could afford it.
Don't bring that up again. You know Papa likes to help.
- Come on, light coming in every day. - It's beautiful. It's huge.
I'm going to get lost in here.
- Did I tell you I'm scared of heights? - Really? That could be a problem.
I want you to make me pregnant.
Chloe.
We discussed this.
It's very quick.
It's not. We've been sleeping together for ages.
And I want three children. When I'm young.
You can do it. You have a powerful serve.
Hey! Where are you?
I know, I know. I'm sorry.
Not good.
Listen, I've got to tell you something.
What?
Well, Nola and I...
broke up.
- No. - Yeah.
Or I should say, I called it off.
I thought you were marrying.
Mother rather poisoned the well on that one.
Not that I intend to marry Olivia Alred, her main candidate.
God no.
I'm sorry, I don't understand.
I suppose the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help me God,
is that I've met someone else.
- No. - Yeah.
I met someone, I fell in love, I just knew right away.
Although the fact that my mother's in seventh heaven,
I keep trying to tell myself, isn't a factor but...
You know what I mean.
The number you are calling is not available.
- Excuse me. - You looking for Miss Rice?
- Yes. - She's gone.
Saw her yesterday, she's given up the apartment.
- Did she say where? - Not to me.
- Thanks. - That's all right.
- What are you thinking about? - Nothing.
Just business.
It's been over a week since we made love.
Chloe, I'm beat.
- Am I being rejected? - Of course not.
Okay, I can take a hint.
I don't know what's wrong, all my cousins get pregnant so easily.
It'll happen. I'm just really tired.
Kiss.
Sweet dreams.
I now pronounce you man and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Just in time. I'm almost starting to show.
- You have to see a fertility doctor. - I know. We've tried everything.
What about this? His brushstrokes are really intense.
- Yeah. I don't like it. - No.
- Would you ever consider adopting? - Absolutely not.
I want my own children.
- This one? - Um, sort of...
- Victoria Fife is pregnant. - Really?
She's so happy. Her and her husband just found each other.
All their neuroses intertwine so perfectly, it works like a charm.
After their unhappy relationships they met during a traffic accident.
I know, it's great.
Our lawyers are going over it as we speak.
You'll have a draft by Friday. I promise.
If I have to work all night. Okay, thank you.
Thanks.
Samantha, can I have two aspirin please?
Thanks.
You okay, sir?
Tell me, Samantha, do you ever feel claustrophobic in here?
No, not really.
Oh Christ, my wife wants to show me a new painter at the Tate Modern.
If they call back, Samantha, tell them Friday, not before. Good night.
- Chris! - Oh, I was looking for you.
- Hi, Carol. Hi, darling. - Hi, Chris.
They've got the most amazing artists here.
- I want you to see this woman. - Oh, yes.
- Where'll you be? - Why?
I have to make a call and I have no reception.
- There. Hurry, it's closing soon. - I'm coming.
- Okay. - Okay.
Hello.
- What a surprise. - Yeah.
- I moved back into town. - I didn't know you'd left.
I was really upset about all that happened
so I went back to America to look for a job.
I thought you hated that place.
Anyplace but here.
- I looked for you. - For what?
You're still so angry.
- Where are you living? - In town.
Why?
- Do you live alone? - Why?
Aren't you still married?
Can I meet you for a drink?
Talk?
Where can I reach you? Come on.
- My goodness. Hello. - Hi darling, look who I bumped into.
- Hi. - Hi.
- How are you? - Good. How are you?
- You look great. - Thanks.
- How's Tom? - He's fine. Really well.
- I heard he got married. - Yeah. They've got a baby.
- You know Tom, all settled down. - Think I found it.
Do you two know each other? Carol, this is Nola.
Hi.
We've been looking everywhere for an installation. We can't find it.
Will you excuse us? I think it's on the third floor.
I think it's right there.
- Say your phone number. - What's the point?
- Just say your phone number, please. - Chris!
Say your phone number.
02079460996.
I'll call you.
Bye.
I think he knows what he's doing. Did you get a good feeling?
Fertility doctors are a cut above witch doctors.
- Well he's not like that last one. - Okay.
- I feel it's going to happen. - Go on, I have a few meetings.
- I'll drop you. - It's nearby. I'll walk.
- See you at home. - Bye.
You have a very charming flat.
The area isn't as run down as you said.
I was lucky to find it on such short notice.
It's not perfect, the building's been burglarized a few times
and the woman down the hall has mice but...
The lobby is decent.
The key word is it's cheap.
What time is it?
Time for you to go.
It's so hard to leave you.
Beautiful woman.
How did you sleep?
Good.
Did you see on the news about that earthquake in China?
Terrible.
And they discovered an entirely new planet.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I looked for space to rent for the gallery.
- Papa's getting so into the idea. - It should be good for you.
- I've got to go to work. - Oh really?
I was kind of hoping we might, you know, before you went to work.
It's my time of the month.
The doctor said we really should do it in the morning.
- I'm going to be late. - It'll be fun.
Wait. I've got to take my temperature first.
- Same time next week? - Can I come up?
We spent an hour at the hotel don't tell me you...
I'm sorry, I can't help it. You drive me crazy.
- You're going to be late for work. - I don't care.
Come on.
- Mrs Eastby, hello. - Hello.
- Hey, did you get that pest control? - Yes, yes.
The traps work better with peanut butter.
Better than cheese, despite the notion that cheese is best.
- This is Mr Harris. - Hello.
- See you later. - Bye, bye.
Bruton Street is perfect for the gallery. It's in the thick of it.
It'll be a success. You're great at choosing paintings and bric-a-brac.
I'll probably get pregnant as soon as it opens.
You can manage both. Hez gave up Adair no problem when we had Rosy.
We did have a lot of help though.
The nanny left, got a part in a movie.
Actually, you know who we bumped into?
Obviously you know, but... Nola.
We saw her, when was it? Ages ago now.
She works in a boutique on Ledbury Rd, I think it's Paul & Joe's.
But she's just such an odd girl.
I mean, she still looks great. Sorry, but it's true.
But something's just changed in her face. I mean, we barely spoke.
Tom said she looked a bit hard.
She's always been a lady of the sauce. It runs in the family but...
I don't know.
But she's still got that come hither look.
- Is she going out with anyone? - Strangely, I forgot to ask.
Keep you in touch about that.
- Hello. - What are you doing here?
- My goodness, how are you? - Good to see you.
Family gathering going on.
- You going to Hedley next month? - We're going to try.
I yelled at you the other day, you didn't hear me.
- Me? - Yes, hailing a cab on Malcolm Street.
- At five. I'd have given you a lift. - I was?
- No. Not me. - Yes.
- Where is Malcolm Street? - It looked like you.
No, you're mistaken.
- People often take me for others. - I'd have sworn.
Chris wouldn't hail a cab, he completely depends on our driver.
Check for early Alzheimer’s. You're forgetting.
No, you are mistaken but thank you for thinking of me.
This exchange only proves you're both nuts.
- You're an authority on that. - Or drunk. How dare you !
- Call me. - I will do.
- Bye, see you. - Nuts.
Good afternoon, Ingrid.
- What do we have this afternoon? - The Sarasan people at two.
Push it an hour. I should be on time, make them comfortable if I'm not.
- Where are you off to? - Sorry, I've got an appointment.
- We have Sarasan this afternoon. - Start without me if I'm not back.
- Really? - It's okay. It's important, trust me.
It's absurd to go to my place, you'll have less than an hour.
- I'm not miserable with Chloe... - I don't want to talk about her.
- I'm just bored. She's very nice. - Chris!
- You in a bad mood? - Yes.
I just blew an audition. I'm so sick of this acting thing.
- You have to keep plugging at it. - I'm sick of plugging.
Tom's mother was right, it gets to a point...
- Or should I say your mother-in-law? - Let's not go into one of those, okay.
I don't know what I'm doing with you, you'll never leave Chloe.
Maybe I will.
Don't say that unless you mean it.
Chloe's just so desperate to get pregnant.
I mean, it's mechanical.
I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't see you.
Really. I mean it.
Merry bloody Christmas.
- How much are you going to smoke? - Loads.
Please don't start smoking.
- It's such a pity. - Come on.
You think you're going to live forever...
Hi.
Wanted to wish you a merry Christmas.
I've been thinking about you.
Uh-huh.
I may be able to get away tomorrow for an hour or so.
Okay, see you then.
Bye, bye.
There you are, Chris.
Chloe tells me you've sustained some personal loss on the market.
I've been a bit careless, I thought I made good decisions.
Who could've predicted this? I don't want you and Chloe to worry.
You always have a safety net.
- You're too generous. - You make her happy, that's important.
It's going to be an amazing holiday, isn't it, Chris?
Yes.
- Sleeping on the boat or in hotels? - Boat!
He's never been to the Greek islands.
- No, he's never been. - No.
I've been to Athens. I hear the islands are paradise.
We have to pop in on the Winstons in Sardinia.
- God! - Brooke's fine, Doug's a nightmare.
Sounds so romantic, Mykonos and Crete.
- I'm anxious to see the old temples. - Oh, God!
- I'll do that with you. - I got Chris a Greek fertility charm.
- Do you remember? - I'll never forget.
He had to put it under his pillow for two months.
Absolutely nothing happened, of course. Poor thing...
- I think he's firing blanks. - Hello.
I miss you.
- Just love me! - No, it's not funny.
- I can't get away right now. - You have to. When can you get here?
Tomorrow. No, Monday.
Look.
It's a three-day weekend.
- Tuesday. - Chris, I need to see you.
I'll see what I can do. I'll call you right back.
- Who was that? - I forgot to sign some papers.
- I may have to drive into town. - Not on a bank holiday weekend.
Traffic will be terrible.
- Anyway, we've all got plans. - I don't mean to...
- Surely it can wait a couple of days. - Yes. I'm sure it can.
Tomorrow we should go for a ride. I have some lovely new horses.
Remember Chris had some serious qualms about riding?
He mentioned buying his own horse.
- No? - Yes.
- Where from? - I think Nan's got a really nice mare.
Telephone call, sir. She said it was important.
Excuse me.
- Tomorrow morning? - Want to come?
That bloody phone hasn't stopped ringing all weekend.
- Hello. - Your mobile is off.
- Are you mad, calling me here? - When are you coming over?
- I'm trying for tomorrow. - I can't wait until then.
- What the hell's the matter? - I'm pregnant.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
It was lack of enough vegetables.
That's why they took lemons.
That's where Rose's Lime Cordial originated.
Who keeps calling?
It was Samantha, my secretary.
- I won't be able to go riding. - She said she'd be at her parents.
I know, it's all my fault, poor girl.
I'll pop into town, it'll only take a few hours
and it'll be off my mind, I promise.
- It's really sad. - Well, it is a pity because...
- It's unfair on Samantha too. - Chris has a lot of responsibility.
- As long as you make Lambourne. - I think so.
- How did you get pregnant? - I said we needed to be careful.
I didn't have protection, but you couldn't wait.
What unbelievable bad luck. I can't get my wife pregnant.
- But I knock you up just like that. - Because you love me.
- Is that your interpretation? - It's conceived out of passion.
- Not some fertility project. - We'll go get it sorted.
- I won't do that again. - Again! What's that mean?
It's the third time.
When I was younger, and for Tom. He insisted.
- I see no other way. - Why can't I just have it?
- And what? - We raise it.
- That's not possible. - Why? You hate your job, your life.
It seems like a blessing, a sign.
I have to go. I'm juggling six things at once to make this trip look legit.
- We'll talk on Tuesday. - Chris!
I expect you to do the right thing, okay?
I'm not walking away from this.
Anything the matter? You seemed very gloomy all weekend.
I wanted to talk to you.
What about?
Us.
Something wrong?
Yeah, there is.
What?
If you're still getting hammered on the market, don't worry.
I can't keep leaning on your father, Chloe.
He gets more pleasure out of helping family
than all the possessions he owns, you know that.
What is it?
Is it something to do with those phone calls?
Because you acted really strangely after each of them.
Are you having an affair?
Am I having an affair?
Yeah, that's what I asked.
- No. - You are.
Of course I'm not, don't be silly.
Do you not love me any more?
Of course I love you.
Well what's wrong?
- I feel like I'm letting you down. - You're not. How?
Is it because I'm not getting pregnant?
It's just...
I feel so guilty.
So terribly guilty.
Chris, we've both been to the doctor, we're both perfectly healthy.
I can conceive and you're capable of making a woman pregnant.
Is it me? Have I been horribly pushy and obnoxious on the subject?
Look, I just want a baby. I want to have our baby.
We haven't been lucky yet, that's all.
Oh, Chloe.
Let's get off the subject.
Having a child should make us happy and excited,
not be the cause of all this tension and anxiety.
I had to talk to somebody.
- I'm really suffering. - Whatever you tell me goes no further.
I'm contemplating leaving my wife for another woman.
But when the time came to tell her, I couldn't do it.
It's not the easiest thing, is it?
It's crazy.
I see no future with this woman, and life with my wife is comfortable.
- If you don't love her... - I'm not saying that.
Just not in the way I feel about this other woman.
It may be the difference between love and lust.
But what the hell am I going to do if I leave Chloe?
I don't fool myself. I have got used to a certain lifestyle.
Am I supposed to give it all up? For what?
- Is it for a woman you love? - To live how? Where?
To work as what?
You seem good at what you do. You can find a job in another firm.
Let's face it. I'm the boss's son-in-law.
And he loves me.
Doesn't seem you want her enough to give up all you've achieved.
We're going away for three weeks.
- When I get back I'll tell her. - When you get back?
- What? Stop playing games with me. - I'm not playing games.
Why not tell her now then? Stop living such a sham.
- Look. It's not easy. - Why not?
If you're so bored with her and so crazy about me.
I don't want to mess this holiday up for everybody, okay?
It's a big blow, it'll make a huge impact on everyone.
How can you go on vacation
with a woman you're going to leave?
Want to know how I feel? I'm jealous, okay?
I don't like the idea of you making love to her,
or the idea of you going island-hopping with her.
Keep your voice down.
You know I make love to her.
And you know it's just routine.
For God's sakes, can't you wait a few weeks?
Yeah.
- I just want something to happen. - It will.
- Okay.
The holiday is off.
- Why? - Maurice has to have an operation.
- Why? - Disc in his back. He can't walk.
He needs recovery time, so we'll move it till after summer.
Let me just pack my stuff.
- We could walk to the opera. - Yeah.
Hello.
Hello?
An opportunity has arisen which may be lucrative for you.
We're structuring something with a Japanese firm.
There's a great deal of money to be made.
Anyone in on the ground floor could profit hugely.
- Assuming our predictions are correct. - Exciting.
Eleanor, I've just told Chris the good news.
What would make me happiest would be to be a young grandmother.
You already are.
They're trying for their second, but I'd like you to be a mother.
Oh, don't look at me like that. I'll be quiet.
- What do you want for your birthday? - Don't know.
- Your birthday? - Great. You forgot.
- I bought you something already. - So my hints worked.
- Hello. - Chris?
- Excuse me. - By all means.
- Yes, I spoke out of turn. I'm sorry. - Please relax.
I told you I'd call you.
Well, I was waiting. I've been waiting a week.
People are always around and I can't talk.
- When are you coming home? - About two weeks.
- You said the whole trip was three. - Yeah, three weeks.
- Chris, Mummy and Papa are leaving. - Okay.
Who's that? Where are you? Your mobile's been impossible.
I'm in Greece and there's always people around, so I can't talk.
I said I'd be home soon and I will call you.
I'm just lonely, I'm anxious. Can you just...
Tell Chloe as soon as you get home. I want this situation resolved.
- Do you miss me? - Okay. Bye. Bye.
- Everything okay? - Fine. Leaving already?
- It's Nola, where have I reached you? - Sardinia.
I'll be back in five or six days.
- Good morning, John. - You're early, sir. I'll get the car.
- You lied to me. - Jesus!
- Quiet! - I want to see Chloe.
- I want to talk to Chloe! - Listen.
- I can explain. - You're a liar!
- Taxi! Taxi!
- I'm not going anywhere with you. - Nola!
- You're a liar! - Calm down.
You're a liar, you're a liar! I want to talk to Chloe!
- I want to talk to Chloe! - Calm down.
I want to talk to Chloe! You liar, you're a liar!
I cut the trip short because this is eating away at me.
I came back two days ago. I need a week to deal with Chloe.
- Without you around. - You're driving me crazy.
- Can I even believe you? - Please do.
- Did you tell her? - You called!
- So? - I got flustered.
I was all set, then I felt guilty about saying I was in Greece.
- You said Sardinia. - I was talking fast.
I didn't want her to know.
- She has to eventually. - I can't tell her.
- Then I will. - Nola, stop!
We're having a child together.
It'd make life a lot simpler if we didn't.
Simpler for you, but not for me.
Even if you had the child I could help you financially.
- That's not enough. - Nola, be reasonable.
That's exactly what Tom said. Being reasonable got me here.
It's a threat? If I don't do what you say, you'll go to my wife.
Were you lying to me? All those times we made love?
Were you lying to me then?
- Of course I wasn't. - Tell Chloe!
Someone has to explain the situation, either you do it or I'll do it.
Okay, okay.
I'll do the right thing.
- Have you seen Chris? - A minute ago. He went that way.
Chris!
Chris?
Chris!
Where are you? Chris!
Chris?
Chloe, are you there?
- You seen Chris anywhere? - No.
Could you come up a minute? I want you to advise me on this dress.
Yeah, okay.
- I'm telling her tomorrow. - You say that every day then back out.
I'm back where I started.
I want something done. If you don't have the nerve, I do.
That'd be your revenge against the Hewetts.
What's does that mean? My theory is you want me to do it for you.
Seems like you've had it all checked out by a psychiatrist.
I wish I had someone to confide in, but it's all so secretive.
If I don't do something, we'll grow apart. This is your child!
I'm telling her tomorrow, what more do you want?
- Tell her tonight. - Not before she goes to sleep.
It wouldn't be the right time.
Nola, tomorrow is fine.
- When do you get back from work? -6:30.
- So you'll be home by 6:45? - You make me hate myself for this.
- I just want us to be together. - We will be.
You were nervy all through the ballet. Did you hate it?
- No, I'm just out of sorts. - Yeah?
- I thought you were going to pass out. - Low blood sugar. I'll be better soon.
We still can't do it. I'm not over my little dose of whatever.
Ow!
Did the cleaner put my tennis shirt with your gear?
- No. What are you doing? - Let me have a look.
- I'll check, everything's arranged. - Okay.
I wasn't going to disturb things.
I don't know where else it can be. She's always bloody mixing our stuff.
- Is this it? - I knew it. She always does that.
I've got to have words with her. What did you just put in your pocket?
- Just my pill box. - What do you mean?
- A pill box. - Let me look.
- What pills are you taking? - My pills.
- Let me see. - No. It's for stress, you stress me.
I got tickets for the theatre tomorrow night.
That's not like you.
- What for? -"The Woman in White".
- I heard it's great. - You hate musicals.
That's not so. And anyway, you love his music.
That's great.
I'll meet you outside, I'm coming from the gallery.
Take the chauffeur. I'll grab a taxi.
With any luck I can get an hour of tennis in.
You're so sweet.
You knew how much I wanted to see that.
- Come to bed. You're tired, darling. - Okay, I will.
- Hello. - Hello. Nola?
When you get off work come right home. I have some good news.
It's taken care of. I'm reluctant to talk now.
Meet me right after work. We have plans to make.
Okay, I'll cancel my agent appointment.
It's good. This is good. I'll see you soon, bye.
- Was it him? - Yeah.
You'll have to be ready to cash flow the first six months, right, Chris?
Yes. A half year should do. Maybe less.
Good, jolly good. Well, see you next time.
Arigato gozaimas.
Sayonara.
Good.
You showed some interesting ideas for developing their capacity.
- I'm excited about this venture, Rod. - Good, good.
- Playing a little tennis later? - Yes.
Amazing energy. Love it.
Envy it.
- Yes? - Hello. I'm Chris.
I'm a friend of Nola's, your neighbour. We met last...
- Sorry, I don't let anybody in. - But do you not remember, we met...
She asked about trouble with your mice and you mentioned peanut butter.
Oh, yes, yes.
- I'm Chris Wilton. - Well, what's the trouble.
None. I don't mean to disturb you. Could I look at your TV reception?
- We seem to have trouble. - With the TV?
We're getting some interference and it's Nola's favourite TV night.
I don't know if it's the aerial on the roof or us.
It's in there. I have to take my medicine.
There was no trouble before. I had it on and it was fine.
Didn't you say your name was Harris?
Mrs Eastby?
It's Ian.
Mrs Eastby?
Mrs Eastby, it's Ian.
I'm going down the corner shop. Can I get you anything?
Mrs Eastby, are you all right?
Hi, did you get that CD player we talked about?
- Yes. Thanks for the help. - Excellent.
- See you later. - Bye.
Nola!
Excuse me!
Hello.
Where are you?
I'm almost there. I'll be two minutes.
- Good evening. - Hello.
- How much? - It's two pounds, please.
- My tickets? - Yes. Thank you.
- It's a terrible mess. - What happened is obvious.
Someone's robbed and killed the old lady.
They ran into Ms Rice and shot her too.
Out of panic or because they saw a chance to score again.
Poor soul came home at the wrong moment.
- He took the prescription drugs. - Definitely drugs related.
Probably knew an old woman lived here and was surprised by the other woman.
She picked the wrong time to come home.
Some people just don't have any luck.
I just spoke to her. This is unbelievable.
Half an hour ago I knocked on Mrs Eastby's door...
- Need anything? - Tell the exhibits officer to move.
- It's getting ridiculous. - She usually bakes.
- I asked her if she needed anything. - So half an hour ago?
- Yeah. - So they were still in there.
It's terrifying. I can't believe that.
You spoke to Nola Rice. Did she say anything?
- Can we send the photographers in? - Just wait.
The exhibits officer has to go in first.
Chris! Can you liaise with this man here?
Wait, wait... Just catch him there.
I ran into Nola right here.
Scenes of Crime will be on their way shortly.
Bumped into her here, we chatted about music equipment.
- Music equipment? What was that? - A portable CD player.
It's drugs, guv. Someone after money for some drugs.
- Mrs Eastby wasn't wealthy. - They don't care.
Definitely someone after drug money. They'll kill you for a pound.
- Sad state of affairs, isn't it? - It's not as if she had enemies.
- Used a shotgun. - That's obvious.
- Somebody must have seen something. - Not if it was sawn off.
Love, you can't park there. We got SOCO coming down.
Did you like the musical?
Yeah, I did.
- It was good fun, pretty music. - Yeah. He's very good.
I'm going to get tickets for Mummy and Papa.
Oh my God!
What is it?
Oh my God, Nola!
- Nola Rice! - What?
She was killed in a drugs burglary.
What? Hang on, let me see that.
Jesus Christ.
Apparently she was coming home from work
and someone who'd burgled another flat and shot an old lady ran into Nola.
She was entering, he was running out and he shot her.
Oh my God.
Hello.
Yeah, we've just read it. Isn't it just terrible?
I never got along with her, but this is just tragic. It's tragic.
- Does Tom know? - He can't believe it.
I know.
That must be him. I'll call you back.
Hello.
- Yeah, we've just read it. - Well, yeah, wrong place, wrong time.
I suppose she must've disturbed them or whatever.
It doesn't say how many there were.
Even Mummy's shaken up, and they weren't exactly friends.
It says there has been a rise in drug-related crime in the area.
Did you hear that? Yeah.
I just can't believe it, it's just...
I know.
Mummy.
I've got something to tell you. But I want Chris to be here.
Chris!
- Where did he go? - I don't know.
He was just in here. Chris!
- He was just here. - Well, what is it?
Just wait. Chris!
Where are you, Chris?
- What did you want to tell me? - I want him to be here.
There you are.
- Can we tell her now? - Sure.
I wanted you to be here.
- Well, what is it? - Mummy.
You can crack open the champagne. Looks like I'm pregnant.
- When did you hear? - This morning.
- I'm so delighted. - Oh God!
Alec? Alec?
Come here.
We're walking on air.
You are. Your husband looks shell-shocked.
- Probably exhausted. - Chloe's pregnant.
Oh, what a great day! Oh, my darling, congratulations.
- Excuse me, sir. Excuse me. - Yes.
- Phone call, sir. Your secretary. - Okay.
- Margaret, I'm pregnant! - Congratulations.
- That's wonderful. - Thank you, Margaret.
- Sam? - Yeah, there's a message for you.
Detective Mike Banner called. Call him at Shepherd's Bush police station.
I don't think it's urgent. He left a number.
Banner.
You'd better give me the number.
The last time you went to him he said it was fine.
I can't believe it. It's marvellous.
Okay. Thanks, Samantha.
- She loved it. I wish she were here. - Thank God!
Detective Banner, please. This is Chris Wilton.
Hello, this is Chris Wilton. You called?
I was wondering if you could drop in. If it's easier, we can visit you.
- In reference to what? - Not on the phone.
I'm sure you'd prefer it to be discreet.
- I've no need to bring a lawyer, do I? - I certainly hope not.
- Detective Banner. - Hello.
- How you doing? Take a seat. - Thank you.
Nothing to be alarmed about, just a routine investigation
into the Eastby/Rice murders.
Were you acquainted with either of them?
- Peripherally I knew Nola Rice. - How?
She was engaged to my brother-in-law.
That's...
- Tom Hewett? - That's correct.
They broke up. A year ago. More.
Uh-huh. When did you last see her?
Oh God, I can't remember.
At the Tate Modern. My wife and I ran into her.
But that was a long time ago.
- Have you seen her since? - Not that I recall.
Have, um...
Have you ever seen this?
No. What is it?
Are you aware that Nola Rice kept a diary?
No.
As you can see,
you're all over it.
Yes, I can see that.
Do you still claim you haven't seen her except for at the Tate Modern?
You can't blame me for trying to hide my affair with her.
But you people have to protect me here.
I hope you don't think I was involved.
How long did your affair go on?
It began casually when she was still engaged to Tom.
They broke up. She moved away.
She came back, I ran into her at the Tate Modern and it began again.
God, have a heart.
My wife is going to have a baby.
This will devastate her.
Did you promise that you were going to leave your wife and marry Ms Rice?
No, I did not.
I mean, it's possible she had that fantasy.
And obviously, she wrote that I did.
But I tried to finesse that point.
I didn't want the sexual part to end, but I'm not going to break up my home.
My wife and I are trying very hard to have a baby.
We've seen several fertility doctors, etc.
You can check that out, but I'd beg you to be discreet.
But you did give her the impression you were unhappy at home.
I tried not to lead her on,
but she's going to believe what she wants to.
Don't irresponsibly run roughshod over this and wreck people's lives.
There is no case. I would not harm anyone, much less Nola Rice.
Isn't it obvious somebody killed her neighbour and she walked in on it?
God, don't go on a fishing expedition over this
and wreck people's lives.
My family, my marriage, is at stake.
We just have to check everything.
Okay, but I'm not your man.
It's not very honourable to cheat, but that does not make me a murderer.
We're obligated to review everything. I understand it's sensitive.
If we have to talk again, we'll keep it very private.
Your personal life's your own, we're not judging you,
just investigating a crime.
I understand.
Look, if you have to get in contact with me again,
which, God in Heaven, I hope you don't, call me on my mobile.
This is my number.
Thanks.
One other thing, do you own or have access to a shotgun?
Me?
No. My father-in-law shoots on the estate, but not me.
You can check it out, but...
I beg you to consider mine and his position.
Of course.
Thank you.
- So what do you think? - I think it's what it looks like.
Someone robbed and killed Mrs Eastby,
was surprised leaving and killed Nola Rice.
I know, drug robbery's written all over it.
Expecting a baby.
Okay, he's not going to win a medal for fidelity but...
We can find out discreetly enough if the Hewetts had a shotgun missing.
I don't think he'd know how to steal one though.
Never mind sawing one off. It's a bit of a stretch.
He's got no convictions, not even a speeding ticket.
Coroner says Eastby was killed first. No sign of a forced entry.
So she knew the killer if she let him in.
Come on, 90 percent of the crimes we go out on, people let criminals in.
You're right. I'm just thinking.
- It's just, he's got a real motive. - Maybe.
A motive, as you and I both painfully know, is not a case.
The Rice murder was an afterthought, but I'd like to pursue it.
But I'm reluctant to fish around and cause problems.
We can pursue any leads, I doubt anything will drop into our laps.
Chris.
Nola.
It wasn't easy.
But when the time came I could pull the trigger.
You never know who your neighbours are till there's a crisis.
You can learn to push the guilt under the rug and go on.
You have to.
Otherwise it overwhelms you.
What about me?
What about the next door neighbour?
I had no involvement in this awful affair.
Is there no problem about me having to die as an innocent bystander?
The innocent are sometimes slain to make way for a grander scheme.
You were collateral damage.
So was your own child.
Sophocles said,
"To never have been born
may be the greatest boon of all."
Prepare to pay the price, Chris.
Your actions were clumsy,
full of holes.
Almost like someone begging to be found out.
It would be fitting if I were apprehended.
And punished.
At least there'd be some small sign of justice.
Some small measure of hope for the possibility of meaning.
Chris Wilton killed them. I see how he did it.
What?
It's as we speculated. It was elaborate, but he did it.
He killed Mrs Eastby to set up the appearance of a robbery.
He waited, he knew when she'd be back.
He killed her, making it seem she'd surprised a burglar.
He planned it so he could make the theatre in time and had an alibi.
Now, I haven't figured out the weapon problem.
But it came to me in my sleep and I'm going to break it.
I hate to bear bad news. Not that your dream isn't of interest.
- What? - There was another shooting there.
4 a.m., drug addict killed. A drugs deal turned nasty.
And he confessed to killing two women?
No. He didn't have to.
The old woman's wedding ring was in his pocket.
- No. - Name and date engraved right on it.
- I don't believe it. - I know. I know.
Your case looked good. Lots of motive. His is strong too, heroin.
Junkie with a string of convictions. Killed by one of his own, no doubt.
I'll buy you breakfast.
- Traumatize me with your other dreams. - No wait!
What if Wilton did it, threw the jewels away, this guy finds them?
See what tonight's dream tells you.
I'm sure a jury will be interested.
- I give up. - I knew Wilton didn't do it.
He's a schmuck who cheated on his wife.
You see those pictures of Nola Rice, you can see why.
What a world. Am I right, eh?
Careful! I'm always afraid they'll drop.
- Chill out, Dad. - Babies are so soft.
Right, champagne.
- He's got your eyes. - Really?
- He's got your colouring. - You can't tell anything, they change.
- My nephew. - Uncle Tom.
He does look like Chris.
- Did you move into Alan’s old office? - Uh-huh.
- Lucky swine! - He's drinking.
Let's work on number two.
- He is a handsome boy. - Yeah, he's gorgeous.
- Right, here we are. Eleanor, please. - Good stuff, Papa.
There we go.
To Terrence Elliot Wilton!
With parents like Chloe and Chris
this child will be great at anything he sets his mind to.
You know, I don't care if he's great, I just hope that he's lucky.
Bet you any money the next one's a girl.
- What are you saying about him? - I'm just saying...
Here we are.
- To Terrence! - To Terrence!
And all that sail on him.