Agatha Raisin and the Quiche of Death Page #8

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what did she do?

Well, I thought

she would sue my cousin,

but she cooled down straight away

and withdrew all demands for money.

I've no idea why.

I think I do.

Mrs. Josephs. Hi.

Do you have a moment?

Hello, Agatha. How nice to see you.

There was a rumour

you'd left the village.

Sheila Barr was beside herself

with happiness.

Hello, little one.

I just wanted to thank you

for the kitten.

It's so hard to find

good homes for them.

Also, I can't stop thinking about

the photographic slideshow

from the other night.

I just wondered if I could show Gemma

and Kyra a few of them?

We're fascinated by photography.

Of course. I could get them up

on the computer.

What am I looking at here?

Look closer. I don't know.

Oh, for God's sake, Bill,

what kind of plant is that?

Cowbane?

- Yes!

So Jo used cowbane in her flower

arrangement three years ago.

What does that prove?

It proves she knew the plant.

I knew the plant. No, you didn't.

You had to look it up

in your little black book a week ago.

And secondly, why did she withdraw

the threat of legal action

against Mr Economides when she found

out the quiche was baked in Devon?

Does cowbane grow in Devon?

No, it doesn't. It only grows

in certain parts of Britain,

and Jo would have known that.

She's guilty as sin!

I'm not arresting that woman

again, Agatha. She had no motive.

She knew of his affairs

and was able to live with them.

And no baking had taken place

in the kitchen for days.

We're going to be late, Bill.

Let it go.

Where are you going?

Dress rehearsal in the village hall.

Andy used to do the lighting.

We said we'd help out.

There's an oven in the

village hall, isn't there?

Ooohh...

Oooh...

Sarah, give it more OOOHHH!

OOOOH!

This light's much too bright, Bill.

What I need, when we see Sarah,

we want a real sense

of the moral sewer.

Do you think we could

try and capture that?

Oh, sorry!

Bill! Let me.

Try the Fresnels, Mr Lacey.

I need to believe you.

Great. Put that on the stage.

Oooohhh!

Thunder coming up...

Can I help you?

Mmm? I thought you'd left

the village.

No. No.

I was just listening in.

I'm very excited

about seeing this play

and I thought I might be able to get

a sneak preview.

Hi. Hi.

Agatha was wanting to buy a ticket.

I was telling her they're 4.50

and can be purchased

from the vicarage.

And we don't allow sneak previews,

Agatha.

OK. Well, I'll go to the vicarage

and get myself a ticket, then.

Thank you.

You've just got to press that

and it records.

I know.

Agatha, what a surprise.

I want to talk to you.

Is it about the tickets?

I've just put some coffee on.

Would you like some? Come in.

Would you like sugar, Agatha?

Yes, of course.

Now... what is it?

Thank you.

I know you murdered your husband.

And why would I do that?

Oh, I think you planned it

for some time.

You baked a poisoned quiche

in the village hall,

so you could take it home saying it

was one of the competition entries.

And it just happened to be me

that submitted a spinach one

and left it behind.

And then you,

being the money-grabbing cow

that you are,

thought you would blackmail the deli,

until you realised the spinach

had been cooked in Devon,

where there's no cowbane.

And I know that you know

what cowbane is,

because you used it in

your flower arranging.

Yes, Mrs. Josephs told me you'd asked

for a photocopy of that picture.

I'm right, though, aren't I?

Agatha, darling,

I knew he played around.

If he was doing that elsewhere,

at least he wasn't trying to do it

with me, was he?

Which, frankly, was a relief.

But you minded when he struck up

with Maria Borrow, didn't you?

When you realised

he was going to trade you in

for an even richer woman.

Didn't like that, did you?

When did you

realise that...

that he'd agreed to marry her?

That he was going

to... trade you in...

.. for crazy Maria?

Maria, crazy money...

The coffee...

You think you're so clever,

don't you?

Well, only a crass idiot

would drop in to accuse a poisoner

and then drink her coffee.

What are you doing?

What?

What are you doing?

What am I doing? What are you doing?

What am I doing?

I'm hiding behind some bins.

Oh. I was just thinking

maybe I should talk to Jo.

Something Agatha

said about the cowbane.

Why are you hiding behind some bins?

Waiting for Agatha.

Why? Where is she?

Coffee... The crazy money...

It's just horse tranquiliser,

Agatha.

Nothing to worry about. Don't...

I'm putting the script down here.

I've laid it all out.

Crazy...

Nice hot coal.

Here's what I'm going to

do with the script.

It'll be such a sad accident.

And so good that the house

is heavily insured.

Crazy...

Coming!

Bill. I was just about to take

Tarzan for a walk. Is it urgent?

Well, I just had a couple

of questions, really, Jo.

Can I come in? Can we talk and

walk, as I'm rather late?

He'd just like to know why you

didn't sue Mr. Economides

over the death of your husband.

Well, because it was a genuine

accident. I didn't want the hassle.

It had nothing to do with cowbane

not growing in Devon?

Well, why would it?

Is something on fire in there?

No, I don't think so.

There's smoke - look.

Help me!

Oh, my God, that's Agatha!

Go after her!

Get off me! Get off!

Get off me!

Why are you running, Jo?

Agatha!

AGATHA!

Agatha!

Sad accident...

Hellooo...

Crazy money...

Hello, Roy.

Coffee... crazy money...

Yeah, very good.

They're the only things you've said

for about twelve hours.

What are you doing here?

I'm opening a florist.

What does it look like?

Of course I'm here.

Gemma called me.

Any of these flowers

from James Lacey?

No, mostly from DC Wong,

who sat outside the door all night

with his cougar crush.

I was right.

WE were right.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going home.

And where is that, Aggie?

# I was stuck on a losing streak

But you helped me

to find my feet...

# I was trying to find another girl

# A change of scenery

# But it seemed every door to me

was closed

# Now it's all history

# Now I find myself

looking in the mirror

# Admiring what I see

# Everything's fine now I'm here

I was stuck on a losing streak...

Nice to see you.

Good to see you!

And now that you've settled

into your new life, Agatha,

how does it make you feel?

Anxious? Lonely? Unloved?

Like you've just given up?

No, no, no, don't...

Be quiet!

.. And found my way back home.

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