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It's all right, Brogan-Moore.
I'll take it from here.
I have called Dr Harrison and given him
a report on your shocking behaviour.
- Give me a match, Miss Plimsoll.
- Sir Wilfrid!
Did you hear me? A match!
Mr Mayhew. Sir Wilfrid. I'm told you are
going to represent me. I'm very grateful.
I struck a bargain with my doctors. They
exile me to Bermuda as soon as we finish.
- Thank you.
- There's hope that we'll both survive.
- Get into these. We need a photograph.
- Why?
This is what you were
wearing that night.
We'll circulate a photo on the chance
that someone saw you on your way home.
Over here against the wall, please.
Hold it. One more
in profile, please.
Do we really need this? My wife knows
what time I came home that night.
A disinterested witness
may be of more value.
Yes, of course, Christine
is an interested witness.
I'll pick up the negatives later.
Thank you.
I don't understand it.
Why hasn't she come to see me?
Won't they let her see me?
I mean, it's been two weeks now.
Mayhew, give me the reports.
Have you been talking to her?
Is there something the matter?
I want to read a portion of the evidence
of Janet McKenzie, the housekeeper.
"Mr Vole helped Mrs French
with her business affairs,
particularly her
income tax returns."
Oh, yes, I did. Some of those
forms are very complicated.
There's also a hint you may have
helped her draft her new will.
Well, that's not true!
If Janet said that she's lying.
She was always against me,
I don't know why!
It's obvious. You threw an eggbeater into
the wheels of her Victorian household.
Now, this cut in your wrist. You
say you cut yourself with a knife?
Well, that's true, I did. I was
cutting bread and the knife slipped.
But that was two days after. Christine
was there. She'll tell them in her evidence.
Are you keeping something from me?
Is she ill? Was she shocked?
All things considered, she took it well.
Though that may be only on the surface.
Wives are often profoundly
disturbed at such a time.
Yes, it must be hard. We've
never been separated before.
- Not since our first meeting.
- How did you meet your wife, Mr Vole?
In Germany in 1945.
It's rather funny. The very first time
I saw her, the ceiling fell right in on me.
I was stationed outside Hamburg,
with an RAF maintenance unit.
I'd just installed a shower in the officers'
billet, so they gave me a weekend pass.
(MUSIC AND CHEERS)
WOMAN: Come on!
# Join the party
# Have a hearty glass of rum
# Don't ever think about tomorrow
# For tomorrow may never come
# When I find me a happy place
# That's where I wanna stay
# Time is nothing as long as
I'm living it up this way
# I may never go home any more
# Dim the lights and
start locking the door
# Give your arms to me
Give your charms to me
# After all that's
what sailors are for
# I've got kisses and kisses galore
# That have never
been tasted before
# if you treat me right
This could be the night
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home any more
# I may never go home any more
Hey, Fräulein, show us some legs.
They rob you blind and then
throw you a ruddy sailor!
- Come on, let's see 'em.
- We want legs!
Come help the cabaret
out of her trousers!
All right, Fräulein, if you
won't show 'em, I will.
(CHEERING)
(WHISTLE)
All right, outside, everybody.
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Bring him round to the other truck.
We'll be back, baby! We'll be back!
Gesundheit.
- What are you looking for?
- My accordion.
Oh, let me help you.
(DISCORDANT NOISE)
- I think I found it.
- Step on it again, it's still breathing.
(DISCORDANT NOISE)
I'm terribly sorry.
You better go. We've
had trouble enough.
Well, it's your own fault. That costume
in the picture gave the boys ideas
- then those trousers let them down hard.
- That costume went in the first raid.
Then raid by raid, my other dresses,
and now you've bombed my trousers.
Cigarette? Gum?
You're burning my nose.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- That's all right.
How about a cup of coffee?
I've got a tin of coffee.
How much?
I don't know. What's
the rate of exchange?
- Depends whether it's fresh or powdered.
- It's instant coffee.
Got any hot water at your place?
- Sometimes.
- Let's take a chance. Where do you live?
Nearby.
Come.
Sorry, it's the maid's night off.
This is pretty horrible.
In a gemütlich sort of way.
Oh, it's fine now. I used to
have a roommate. A dancer.
She had luck, she married a Canadian.
She now lives in Toronto.
She has a Ford automobile.
Make yourself comfortable,
the stove is slow these days.
That's all right,
I've got a weekend pass.
No, not that chair. It holds up the
beam and that holds up the ceiling.
You'd better sit down on the cot.
The cot?
Getting more gemütlich all
the time. Are you married?
- Why?
- Well, the, um...
Oh, that. No, no, I'm not married.
I just wear it when I'm working. Gives
a little protection with all the men.
- Didn't work too well tonight, did it?
- No, tonight was bad.
But it's getting better.
- Where's the coffee?
- Ah, coffee, ja voll.
Finest Brazilian blend. The same brand
that Field Marshal Montgomery drinks.
Is that a fair rate of exchange?
Very fair.
Would you be interested
in having the whole tin?
I would.
- How are you fixed for sugar?
- I could use some.
Milk?
Sure.
Milk. Sugar.
It's a pleasure to do
business with you.
Yeah.
I also carry biscuits,
powdered eggs,
- bacon, marmalade.
- I don't know if I can afford it.
Don't worry, we'll work out
something, like an instalment plan.
# I may never go home any more
I'm terribly sorry.
Now you have no ceiling.
- Maybe I can fix it, I'm good at it.
- Why fix it? It's not raining.
Ooh.
- Are you all right?
- I think so. My head aches a little.
Maybe I can fix it.
I'm good at it.
I had a weekend pass,
a month's pay in my pocket.
- And she already had a wedding ring.
- Yes, that's right.
We got married. When I got out
of the service I brought her here.
It was wonderful. I rented
a little flat, Edgware Road.
First time she saw it, she was so
happy she broke down and cried.
Naturally. She had a solid roof over
her head and a British passport.
You don't know her, how she feels about
me. You will when she gives evidence.
Mr Vole, I must tell you I am not
putting her in the witness box.
You're not? Why not?
She's a foreigner, unfamiliar with
the subtleties of our language.
The prosecution could
easily trip her up.
I hear it may be Mr Myers for the
crown. We can't take chances.
Quite. We'd better be going. Miss Plimsoll
is waiting in the car with her pills
- and a Thermos of lukewarm cocoa.
- Officer.
- But Christine must give evidence.
- Mr Vole, you must learn to trust me.
For no other reason than I'm a mean,
ill-tempered old man who hates to lose.
Let us wish each other luck.
Look, I can't face this without Christine.
I tell you, I need her. Without her I'm sunk.
Touching, isn't it? The way
he counts on his wife.
Yes. Like a drowning man
clutching at a razor blade.
Leonard Stephen Vole, you are
charged on indictment for that you,
on the 14th day of October,
in the county of London,
murdered Emily Jane French.
How say you, Leonard Stephen Vole?
Are you guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
(MURMURING)
Members of the jury,
the prisoner stands indicted for
that he, on the 14th day of October,
murdered Emily Jane French.
To this indictment he
has pleaded not guilty.
And it is your charge to say,
having heard the evidence,
whether he be guilty or not.
Members of the jury, by the
oath which you have just taken,
you have sworn to try this
case on the evidence.
You must shut out from
your minds everything
except what will take
place in this court.
You may proceed for the
prosecution, Mr Myers.
May it please you, my lord.
Members of the jury,
I appear in this case with my learned
friend, Mr Barton, for the prosecution.
And my learned friends Sir Wilfrid
Robarts and Mr Brogan-Moore
appear for the defence.
I trust we are not to be deprived
of the learned and stimulating
presence of Sir Wilfrid?
My lord, may I assure my learned friend
that Sir Wilfrid is in the Old Bailey.
He's slightly incapacitated,
but will be in his seat presently.
I'll take it from here.
I have called Dr Harrison and given him
a report on your shocking behaviour.
- Give me a match, Miss Plimsoll.
- Sir Wilfrid!
Did you hear me? A match!
Mr Mayhew. Sir Wilfrid. I'm told you are
going to represent me. I'm very grateful.
I struck a bargain with my doctors. They
exile me to Bermuda as soon as we finish.
- Thank you.
- There's hope that we'll both survive.
- Get into these. We need a photograph.
- Why?
This is what you were
wearing that night.
We'll circulate a photo on the chance
that someone saw you on your way home.
Over here against the wall, please.
Hold it. One more
in profile, please.
Do we really need this? My wife knows
what time I came home that night.
A disinterested witness
may be of more value.
Yes, of course, Christine
is an interested witness.
I'll pick up the negatives later.
Thank you.
I don't understand it.
Why hasn't she come to see me?
Won't they let her see me?
I mean, it's been two weeks now.
Mayhew, give me the reports.
Have you been talking to her?
Is there something the matter?
I want to read a portion of the evidence
of Janet McKenzie, the housekeeper.
"Mr Vole helped Mrs French
with her business affairs,
particularly her
income tax returns."
Oh, yes, I did. Some of those
forms are very complicated.
There's also a hint you may have
helped her draft her new will.
Well, that's not true!
If Janet said that she's lying.
She was always against me,
I don't know why!
It's obvious. You threw an eggbeater into
the wheels of her Victorian household.
Now, this cut in your wrist. You
say you cut yourself with a knife?
Well, that's true, I did. I was
cutting bread and the knife slipped.
But that was two days after. Christine
was there. She'll tell them in her evidence.
Are you keeping something from me?
Is she ill? Was she shocked?
All things considered, she took it well.
Though that may be only on the surface.
Wives are often profoundly
disturbed at such a time.
Yes, it must be hard. We've
never been separated before.
- Not since our first meeting.
- How did you meet your wife, Mr Vole?
In Germany in 1945.
It's rather funny. The very first time
I saw her, the ceiling fell right in on me.
I was stationed outside Hamburg,
with an RAF maintenance unit.
I'd just installed a shower in the officers'
billet, so they gave me a weekend pass.
(MUSIC AND CHEERS)
WOMAN: Come on!
# Join the party
# Have a hearty glass of rum
# Don't ever think about tomorrow
# For tomorrow may never come
# When I find me a happy place
# That's where I wanna stay
# Time is nothing as long as
I'm living it up this way
# I may never go home any more
# Dim the lights and
start locking the door
# Give your arms to me
Give your charms to me
# After all that's
what sailors are for
# I've got kisses and kisses galore
# That have never
been tasted before
# if you treat me right
This could be the night
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home
# I may never go home any more
# I may never go home any more
Hey, Fräulein, show us some legs.
They rob you blind and then
throw you a ruddy sailor!
- Come on, let's see 'em.
- We want legs!
Come help the cabaret
out of her trousers!
All right, Fräulein, if you
won't show 'em, I will.
(CHEERING)
(WHISTLE)
All right, outside, everybody.
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Bring him round to the other truck.
We'll be back, baby! We'll be back!
Gesundheit.
- What are you looking for?
- My accordion.
Oh, let me help you.
(DISCORDANT NOISE)
- I think I found it.
- Step on it again, it's still breathing.
(DISCORDANT NOISE)
I'm terribly sorry.
You better go. We've
had trouble enough.
Well, it's your own fault. That costume
in the picture gave the boys ideas
- then those trousers let them down hard.
- That costume went in the first raid.
Then raid by raid, my other dresses,
and now you've bombed my trousers.
Cigarette? Gum?
You're burning my nose.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- That's all right.
How about a cup of coffee?
I've got a tin of coffee.
How much?
I don't know. What's
the rate of exchange?
- Depends whether it's fresh or powdered.
- It's instant coffee.
Got any hot water at your place?
- Sometimes.
- Let's take a chance. Where do you live?
Nearby.
Come.
Sorry, it's the maid's night off.
This is pretty horrible.
In a gemütlich sort of way.
Oh, it's fine now. I used to
have a roommate. A dancer.
She had luck, she married a Canadian.
She now lives in Toronto.
She has a Ford automobile.
Make yourself comfortable,
the stove is slow these days.
That's all right,
I've got a weekend pass.
No, not that chair. It holds up the
beam and that holds up the ceiling.
You'd better sit down on the cot.
The cot?
Getting more gemütlich all
the time. Are you married?
- Why?
- Well, the, um...
Oh, that. No, no, I'm not married.
I just wear it when I'm working. Gives
a little protection with all the men.
- Didn't work too well tonight, did it?
- No, tonight was bad.
But it's getting better.
- Where's the coffee?
- Ah, coffee, ja voll.
Finest Brazilian blend. The same brand
that Field Marshal Montgomery drinks.
Is that a fair rate of exchange?
Very fair.
Would you be interested
in having the whole tin?
I would.
- How are you fixed for sugar?
- I could use some.
Milk?
Sure.
Milk. Sugar.
It's a pleasure to do
business with you.
Yeah.
I also carry biscuits,
powdered eggs,
- bacon, marmalade.
- I don't know if I can afford it.
Don't worry, we'll work out
something, like an instalment plan.
# I may never go home any more
I'm terribly sorry.
Now you have no ceiling.
- Maybe I can fix it, I'm good at it.
- Why fix it? It's not raining.
Ooh.
- Are you all right?
- I think so. My head aches a little.
Maybe I can fix it.
I'm good at it.
I had a weekend pass,
a month's pay in my pocket.
- And she already had a wedding ring.
- Yes, that's right.
We got married. When I got out
of the service I brought her here.
It was wonderful. I rented
a little flat, Edgware Road.
First time she saw it, she was so
happy she broke down and cried.
Naturally. She had a solid roof over
her head and a British passport.
You don't know her, how she feels about
me. You will when she gives evidence.
Mr Vole, I must tell you I am not
putting her in the witness box.
You're not? Why not?
She's a foreigner, unfamiliar with
the subtleties of our language.
The prosecution could
easily trip her up.
I hear it may be Mr Myers for the
crown. We can't take chances.
Quite. We'd better be going. Miss Plimsoll
is waiting in the car with her pills
- and a Thermos of lukewarm cocoa.
- Officer.
- But Christine must give evidence.
- Mr Vole, you must learn to trust me.
For no other reason than I'm a mean,
ill-tempered old man who hates to lose.
Let us wish each other luck.
Look, I can't face this without Christine.
I tell you, I need her. Without her I'm sunk.
Touching, isn't it? The way
he counts on his wife.
Yes. Like a drowning man
clutching at a razor blade.
Leonard Stephen Vole, you are
charged on indictment for that you,
on the 14th day of October,
in the county of London,
murdered Emily Jane French.
How say you, Leonard Stephen Vole?
Are you guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
(MURMURING)
Members of the jury,
the prisoner stands indicted for
that he, on the 14th day of October,
murdered Emily Jane French.
To this indictment he
has pleaded not guilty.
And it is your charge to say,
having heard the evidence,
whether he be guilty or not.
Members of the jury, by the
oath which you have just taken,
you have sworn to try this
case on the evidence.
You must shut out from
your minds everything
except what will take
place in this court.
You may proceed for the
prosecution, Mr Myers.
May it please you, my lord.
Members of the jury,
I appear in this case with my learned
friend, Mr Barton, for the prosecution.
And my learned friends Sir Wilfrid
Robarts and Mr Brogan-Moore
appear for the defence.
I trust we are not to be deprived
of the learned and stimulating
presence of Sir Wilfrid?
My lord, may I assure my learned friend
that Sir Wilfrid is in the Old Bailey.
He's slightly incapacitated,
but will be in his seat presently.
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