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Then this is the truth?
That Leonard Vole returned that
night at ten minutes past ten,
he had blood on the
sleeves of his coat,
and that he said to you
"I have killed her"?
That is the truth.
That is the truth, before God?
That is the truth.
Thank you.
Mrs Vole, or Mrs Helm, which
do you prefer to be called?
- It does not matter.
- Does it not?
In this country we are inclined to take
a rather more serious view of marriage.
However, it would appear that when you
first met the prisoner in Hamburg
- you lied to him about your marital status.
- I wanted to get out of Germany, so...
You lied, did you not?
Just yes or no, please.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
And in arranging the marriage,
you lied to the authorities?
I, um, did not tell the
truth to the authorities.
- You lied to them?
- Yes.
And in the ceremony, when you swore to
love, honour and cherish your husband,
- that too was a lie?
- Yes.
And when the police questioned
you about this wretched man
who believed himself
married and loved,
- you told them...
- I told them what he wanted me to.
You told them that he was at home
with you at 25 minutes past 9,
- and now you say that that was a lie?
- Yes, a lie!
And when you said that he had accidentally
cut his wrist, again, you lied?
- Yes!
- And today you told a new story entirely.
The question is, Frau Helm, were
you lying then, are you lying now?
Or are you not, in fact,
a chronic and habitual liar?!
(MURMURING)
(COUGHS)
Carter, Carter! The other
pill. Under the tongue.
My lord, is my learned friend to be
allowed to bully and insult the witness?
Mr Myers, this is a capital charge
and, within the bounds of reason,
I should like the defence
to have every latitude.
My lord, may I also
remind my learned friend
that his witness, by her own admission,
has already violated so many oaths
that I am surprised the Testament
did not leap from her hand
when she was sworn here today.
I doubt if anything is to be gained
by questioning you any further.
That will be all, Frau Helm.
(MUTTERING)
Mrs Helm, I presume you know the
meaning of the English word "perjury"?
- In German, the word is Meineid.
- Yes. Meineid.
It means to swear
falsely under oath.
And are you aware, Mrs Helm,
that the penalty in this country for
perjury is a heavy term of imprisonment?
Yes, I'm aware.
Mindful of this fact, I ask you once more,
is the evidence that you have given
the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth?
So help me, God.
Then that, my lord, is the
case for the prosecution.
- Want a tissue?
- Yes, thanks.
It's the first murder trial
I've ever been to. It's terrible.
Silence.
Sir Wilfrid. Are you
ready for the defence?
My lord, members of the jury,
the prosecution has very ably presented
against the prisoner, Leonard Vole,
a case with the most overwhelming
circumstantial evidence.
Among the witnesses you have
heard Chief Inspector Hearne,
who has given his testimony in a fair and
impartial manner, as he always does.
He has put before you a clever theory
of how this crime was committed.
Whether it is theory or
actual fact, however,
you will decide for yourselves.
And then you have heard the
evidence of Janet McKenzie,
a worthy and devoted housekeeper who
has suffered two most grievous losses.
One, the death of her
beloved mistress
and, second, in being deprived
of an inheritance of £80,000,
which she'd fully
expected to receive.
I will not comment
further on her evidence,
but will express only my
deepest sympathy for her
in both these... mishaps.
And most damaging of all, the prosecution
has produced a surprise witness,
one Christine Helm, whom the prisoner
brought from the rubble of her homeland
to the safety of this country, giving her
his love and the protection of his name.
I objected to her testimony because
a wife cannot give evidence
harmful to her husband.
But it has been proven that her marriage
to Mr Vole was fraudulent and bigamous.
Therefore, her evidence must be
admitted and you must consider it.
For what it is worth.
Such is the prosecution's case.
Now it is the tum of the defence.
We could present, on behalf of the
prisoner, witnesses to his character,
his war record, the lack of criminal
or evil association in his past.
However, only one witness
can shed new light
on this tragic riddle.
The prisoner himself.
Members of the jury,
I call Leonard Stephen Vole.
I swear by Almighty God that the
evidence I give will be the truth,
- the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
- No.
- Is your name Leonard Stephen Vole?
- It is.
- Where do live?
- 620 Edgware Road.
Leonard Stephen Vole, did you or did you
not on the night of October 14 last,
murder Emily Jane French?
- I did not.
- Thank you, that will be all.
(MUTTERING)
Have you, in fact, concluded your
examination of the prisoner, Sir Wilfrid?
The prisoner has endured three days
of profound mental agony and shock.
The defence feels his
faculties should be spared
for the cross-examination by my
learned friend for the prosecution.
This is not a plea
for any indulgence.
I am confident that no matter
how searching this may be,
the prisoner will withstand it.
At the time you made the acquaintance
of Mrs French, were you employed?
- No, sir.
- How much money did you have?
- A few pounds.
- Did she give you any?
No.
- Did you expect to receive any?
- No, sir.
Did you know that in her new will,
you were the beneficiary of £80,000?
No, I didn't.
Now, Mr Vole, when you went to visit
Mrs French for the last time,
did you wear a trench
coat and a brown hat?
- Yes, I did.
- Was it this coat and hat?
Yes, sir.
My lord, the defence, in its efforts
to establish an alibi for the prisoner,
circulated this photograph,
hoping to bring forth a witness
who had seen him leaving Mrs
French's house or entering his own
at the times that he has stated.
Apparently, this splendid
effort was without results.
However, the defence
will be pleased to learn
that, at the last moment,
a witness has come forward,
and that the prisoner had been seen
wearing this coat and this hat.
Lamentably, he had not been seen on the
night of the murder but one week before.
On the afternoon of October 8, were you
not in a travel agency in Regent Street?
And did you not make inquiries about
prices and schedules of foreign cruises?
Supposing I did?
It's not a crime, is it?
Not at all. Many people go on a cruise
when they can afford to pay for it.
- But you couldn't pay for it, could you?
- Well, I was hard up. I told you that.
And yet you came to this particular
travel agency with a clinging brunette?
A clinging brunette, Mr Myers?
My lord, the lady was
so described to me.
She was very affectionate with the
prisoner, constantly clinging to his arm.
Oh.
You then admit that you made inquiries
about expensive and luxurious cruises?
How did you expect to
pay for such a thing?
- I don't know. It was...
- If you don't know, perhaps I can help.
On the morning of the very same day,
you heard Mrs French change her will,
- leaving you the bulk of her money.
- I didn't!
And in the afternoon, you
started plans to dispose of it.
No! It was nothing of the kind.
I was in a pub and I met a girl.
I don't even remember her name.
We had a drink and
walked out together.
We passed the window and saw the fancy
posters, all blue seas and palm trees.
The Grecian isles or somewhere. We went
in for fun and I started asking for folders.
Well, the man gave me a funny look
because I did look a bit shabby.
Anyway, it irritated me, so I kept
asking for the swankiest tours,
all deluxe and cabin on the boat
deck, but it was just an act!
An act? You knew that in a week
you were going to inherit £80,000!
No! It wasn't that way at all. It was
make-believe and childish but...
it was fun and I enjoyed it. I never thought
of killing anyone or inheriting any money.
It's just a coincidence that Mrs French
should be killed only one week later?
I told you! I didn't kill her!
Do you know any reason why Christine
Helm should give the evidence she has
- if it were not true?
- No. I don't know why my wife...
I don't know why I still call her my wife.
She must be lying or out of her mind.
She seemed remarkably
sane and self-possessed.
- But insanity is all you can suggest?
- I don't understand it.
Oh, God! What's happened?
What's changed her?
Very effective, I'm sure. But in
this court we deal with fact.
And the fact, Mr Vole, is that
we've only your word for it.
That you left Mrs French's
house at the time you say,
that you came home at 5 and 20 minutes
past 9, and that you did not go out again!
Somebody must have seen me in the
street or going in the house!
One would think so. But the only person
who did see you come home that night
says it was ten past ten and that
you had blood on your hands.
- I cut my wrist!
- You cut your wrist deliberately!
No, I didn't! I didn't do anything.
But you make it sound as though
I did. I can hear it myself.
You came home at ten past ten!
No, I didn't! You've got to believe me.
You've got to believe me!
You killed Emily French!
No, I didn't! I didn't do it!
I didn't kill her!
I never killed anybody!
God, it's like a nightmare.
Some ghastly, horrible dream.
Good evening, Sir Wilfrid.
How did it go today?
Oh, Sir Wilfrid.
I'm from Hawks and Hill, sir, and I've
brought your Bermuda shorts for a fitting.
What?
- You'd better slip these on, Sir Wilfrid.
- I'm in the middle of a murder trial.
It'll all be over by the afternoon, and
the boat train doesn't go until 9.40.
That Leonard Vole returned that
night at ten minutes past ten,
he had blood on the
sleeves of his coat,
and that he said to you
"I have killed her"?
That is the truth.
That is the truth, before God?
That is the truth.
Thank you.
Mrs Vole, or Mrs Helm, which
do you prefer to be called?
- It does not matter.
- Does it not?
In this country we are inclined to take
a rather more serious view of marriage.
However, it would appear that when you
first met the prisoner in Hamburg
- you lied to him about your marital status.
- I wanted to get out of Germany, so...
You lied, did you not?
Just yes or no, please.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
And in arranging the marriage,
you lied to the authorities?
I, um, did not tell the
truth to the authorities.
- You lied to them?
- Yes.
And in the ceremony, when you swore to
love, honour and cherish your husband,
- that too was a lie?
- Yes.
And when the police questioned
you about this wretched man
who believed himself
married and loved,
- you told them...
- I told them what he wanted me to.
You told them that he was at home
with you at 25 minutes past 9,
- and now you say that that was a lie?
- Yes, a lie!
And when you said that he had accidentally
cut his wrist, again, you lied?
- Yes!
- And today you told a new story entirely.
The question is, Frau Helm, were
you lying then, are you lying now?
Or are you not, in fact,
a chronic and habitual liar?!
(MURMURING)
(COUGHS)
Carter, Carter! The other
pill. Under the tongue.
My lord, is my learned friend to be
allowed to bully and insult the witness?
Mr Myers, this is a capital charge
and, within the bounds of reason,
I should like the defence
to have every latitude.
My lord, may I also
remind my learned friend
that his witness, by her own admission,
has already violated so many oaths
that I am surprised the Testament
did not leap from her hand
when she was sworn here today.
I doubt if anything is to be gained
by questioning you any further.
That will be all, Frau Helm.
(MUTTERING)
Mrs Helm, I presume you know the
meaning of the English word "perjury"?
- In German, the word is Meineid.
- Yes. Meineid.
It means to swear
falsely under oath.
And are you aware, Mrs Helm,
that the penalty in this country for
perjury is a heavy term of imprisonment?
Yes, I'm aware.
Mindful of this fact, I ask you once more,
is the evidence that you have given
the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth?
So help me, God.
Then that, my lord, is the
case for the prosecution.
- Want a tissue?
- Yes, thanks.
It's the first murder trial
I've ever been to. It's terrible.
Silence.
Sir Wilfrid. Are you
ready for the defence?
My lord, members of the jury,
the prosecution has very ably presented
against the prisoner, Leonard Vole,
a case with the most overwhelming
circumstantial evidence.
Among the witnesses you have
heard Chief Inspector Hearne,
who has given his testimony in a fair and
impartial manner, as he always does.
He has put before you a clever theory
of how this crime was committed.
Whether it is theory or
actual fact, however,
you will decide for yourselves.
And then you have heard the
evidence of Janet McKenzie,
a worthy and devoted housekeeper who
has suffered two most grievous losses.
One, the death of her
beloved mistress
and, second, in being deprived
of an inheritance of £80,000,
which she'd fully
expected to receive.
I will not comment
further on her evidence,
but will express only my
deepest sympathy for her
in both these... mishaps.
And most damaging of all, the prosecution
has produced a surprise witness,
one Christine Helm, whom the prisoner
brought from the rubble of her homeland
to the safety of this country, giving her
his love and the protection of his name.
I objected to her testimony because
a wife cannot give evidence
harmful to her husband.
But it has been proven that her marriage
to Mr Vole was fraudulent and bigamous.
Therefore, her evidence must be
admitted and you must consider it.
For what it is worth.
Such is the prosecution's case.
Now it is the tum of the defence.
We could present, on behalf of the
prisoner, witnesses to his character,
his war record, the lack of criminal
or evil association in his past.
However, only one witness
can shed new light
on this tragic riddle.
The prisoner himself.
Members of the jury,
I call Leonard Stephen Vole.
I swear by Almighty God that the
evidence I give will be the truth,
- the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
- No.
- Is your name Leonard Stephen Vole?
- It is.
- Where do live?
- 620 Edgware Road.
Leonard Stephen Vole, did you or did you
not on the night of October 14 last,
murder Emily Jane French?
- I did not.
- Thank you, that will be all.
(MUTTERING)
Have you, in fact, concluded your
examination of the prisoner, Sir Wilfrid?
The prisoner has endured three days
of profound mental agony and shock.
The defence feels his
faculties should be spared
for the cross-examination by my
learned friend for the prosecution.
This is not a plea
for any indulgence.
I am confident that no matter
how searching this may be,
the prisoner will withstand it.
At the time you made the acquaintance
of Mrs French, were you employed?
- No, sir.
- How much money did you have?
- A few pounds.
- Did she give you any?
No.
- Did you expect to receive any?
- No, sir.
Did you know that in her new will,
you were the beneficiary of £80,000?
No, I didn't.
Now, Mr Vole, when you went to visit
Mrs French for the last time,
did you wear a trench
coat and a brown hat?
- Yes, I did.
- Was it this coat and hat?
Yes, sir.
My lord, the defence, in its efforts
to establish an alibi for the prisoner,
circulated this photograph,
hoping to bring forth a witness
who had seen him leaving Mrs
French's house or entering his own
at the times that he has stated.
Apparently, this splendid
effort was without results.
However, the defence
will be pleased to learn
that, at the last moment,
a witness has come forward,
and that the prisoner had been seen
wearing this coat and this hat.
Lamentably, he had not been seen on the
night of the murder but one week before.
On the afternoon of October 8, were you
not in a travel agency in Regent Street?
And did you not make inquiries about
prices and schedules of foreign cruises?
Supposing I did?
It's not a crime, is it?
Not at all. Many people go on a cruise
when they can afford to pay for it.
- But you couldn't pay for it, could you?
- Well, I was hard up. I told you that.
And yet you came to this particular
travel agency with a clinging brunette?
A clinging brunette, Mr Myers?
My lord, the lady was
so described to me.
She was very affectionate with the
prisoner, constantly clinging to his arm.
Oh.
You then admit that you made inquiries
about expensive and luxurious cruises?
How did you expect to
pay for such a thing?
- I don't know. It was...
- If you don't know, perhaps I can help.
On the morning of the very same day,
you heard Mrs French change her will,
- leaving you the bulk of her money.
- I didn't!
And in the afternoon, you
started plans to dispose of it.
No! It was nothing of the kind.
I was in a pub and I met a girl.
I don't even remember her name.
We had a drink and
walked out together.
We passed the window and saw the fancy
posters, all blue seas and palm trees.
The Grecian isles or somewhere. We went
in for fun and I started asking for folders.
Well, the man gave me a funny look
because I did look a bit shabby.
Anyway, it irritated me, so I kept
asking for the swankiest tours,
all deluxe and cabin on the boat
deck, but it was just an act!
An act? You knew that in a week
you were going to inherit £80,000!
No! It wasn't that way at all. It was
make-believe and childish but...
it was fun and I enjoyed it. I never thought
of killing anyone or inheriting any money.
It's just a coincidence that Mrs French
should be killed only one week later?
I told you! I didn't kill her!
Do you know any reason why Christine
Helm should give the evidence she has
- if it were not true?
- No. I don't know why my wife...
I don't know why I still call her my wife.
She must be lying or out of her mind.
She seemed remarkably
sane and self-possessed.
- But insanity is all you can suggest?
- I don't understand it.
Oh, God! What's happened?
What's changed her?
Very effective, I'm sure. But in
this court we deal with fact.
And the fact, Mr Vole, is that
we've only your word for it.
That you left Mrs French's
house at the time you say,
that you came home at 5 and 20 minutes
past 9, and that you did not go out again!
Somebody must have seen me in the
street or going in the house!
One would think so. But the only person
who did see you come home that night
says it was ten past ten and that
you had blood on your hands.
- I cut my wrist!
- You cut your wrist deliberately!
No, I didn't! I didn't do anything.
But you make it sound as though
I did. I can hear it myself.
You came home at ten past ten!
No, I didn't! You've got to believe me.
You've got to believe me!
You killed Emily French!
No, I didn't! I didn't do it!
I didn't kill her!
I never killed anybody!
God, it's like a nightmare.
Some ghastly, horrible dream.
Good evening, Sir Wilfrid.
How did it go today?
Oh, Sir Wilfrid.
I'm from Hawks and Hill, sir, and I've
brought your Bermuda shorts for a fitting.
What?
- You'd better slip these on, Sir Wilfrid.
- I'm in the middle of a murder trial.
It'll all be over by the afternoon, and
the boat train doesn't go until 9.40.
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