Saving Grace Page #6

It's meant to be

This is no accident to me

Oh. yeah

It's meant to be

It's no coincidence to me

Aa ahh!

Yeah!

Mrs. Trevethan?

It's Quentin Rhodes.

Harvey,

I cannot see that person.

Not now. You've got

to get rid of him!

What do I say?

I don'tknow!

Tell him anything!

Tell him I'm still in London.

tell him I've been

kidnapped by allens.

anything!

Charlle, whiskey!

Thank God. I've been trying

to reach you at the house.

No one will answer

the bloody phone!

What's wrong?

There were two men here

Londoners

asking about Grace.

I thought maybe Customs.

That's them.

Oh. sh*t!

What?

They're not Customs.

They're drug dealers from London.

Well. I was right

about London.

Charlle, come with me.

We'll go to the house.

N icky, go and wake Dr. Bamford.

Meet us up there.

Give me all these!

What's the matter with you?

Get up there!

How many times have

I got to tell you...

Alfred?

What is it?

The two men

who own this car,

they were just

in the pub.

I overheard them talking

about salmon poaching.

how much

they enjoyed it.

Really?

Yeah.

Well. thanks. N icky.

There could be

a community service reward

in this for you.

Thanks.

I've gotta go.

I'm pregnant.

Oh. yes. yes.

of course.

What are they doing here?

They're not on hollday, Grace.

But Jacques said

one week!

Well. he lled.

Oh. Quentin Rhodes

is here.

Who the f*** is

Quentin Rhodes?

Harvey's holding him off.

What are we going to do?

Let's get rid of this stuff,

and get this thing over with.

Jesus!

U p the hill.

Second house

on the left.

Suspects under surveillance.

Cy that.

On our way.

Mrs. Trevethan?

Grace,

I've just come to warn you.

There are two men

around here

who are part

of a salmon

It's parsley.

It's marijuana. isn't it?

Yes.

Iknew you and Matthew

were growing it,

but I got no idea...

Youknew?

Well. I llve around here,

don't I?

But seeing as how you had

financiaI troubles.

I thought I'd turn

a bllnd eye to...

a bit of homegrown.

But, Grace...

this is a huge amount.

It's good stuff too,

isn't this?

Better than that sh*t

you were growing

up at the vicarage.

Youknew about that?

Mmm.

Alfred...

I n a few minutes.

we'll have got rid of it.

Can't you turn

your bllnd eye

just a llttle bit

longer?

It's not

so much me, Grace.

It's the officers

on their way from H Q

which worry me.

God! What are we

going to do?

If I were you.

I'd get rid of this

stuff bloody quick.

I'm gonna go and look

for poachers.

Excuse me a moment.

Ahem!

Who are you?

He asked first.

I'm here

to do some business...

with Mrs. Trevethan.

Oh. yeah?

Well. so are we.

Really?

Are you interested

in buying the prerty,

or do you have...

a claim on it

in some way?

What is this?

Well. there it is.

We did it.

We did. didn't we?

There's another two men here.

What are we gonna do?

Skin up.

Even you can't

smoke all of it.

I could try.

Maybe nobody should have

the bloody stuff.

All right.

Thank you. Matthew.

You're welcome, Grace.

Put that match out!

Look, I don'tknow

what's going on. but...

I think you'd better

put it out.

That is the most beautiful

and awesome thing

I've ever seen

in my llfe.

Ow!

Hello,

Mrs. Trevethan.

I he we're

not too early.

Who the hell are you?

Os.

Sh*t!

Aah!

Ladies...

Look, ladies

ladies. no, no, no!

Go on. you two.

Make a run for it.

What about you.

Grace?

Don't worry about me.

I can handle this.

No, we did this together.

I'm staying.

Look, I love you both

very much indeed.

but, Matthew...

you're fired.

Come on.

Argh!

St it!

Get off, get off!

That's it, man!

You arrest him.

Whoa. whoa. whoa!

What are you

arresting me for?

No, madam!

St there!

Right.

Wait! Wait!

Hello, Grace.

Wow!

I trusted you.

Whatever happened to honor

amongst thieves?

What about our deal?

It's nice to see you too.

Can't even do

your own dirty work.

Dirty work??

Why did you

send in your boys?

Tokeep an eye on you.

To st you

from coming to any harm.

Do you expect me

to belleve that?

It's the truth.

I he I haven't

spoiled everything.

Were you trying to escape?

Maybe... I could help.

No, thank you.

Mrs. Trevethan!

Grace!

Those fingers

through my hair

That sly

come hither stare...

That strips

my conscience bare

It's witchcraft

And I've got

no defense for it

The heat is

too intense for it

What good would

common sense for it do?

'Cause it's witchcraft

Witchcraft

I like it here.

And although I know

It's strictly taboo...

Is this the face

of a master criminal?

Tonight we investigate

the mystery

behind Grace Trevethan.

How did an unknown widow

facing bankruptcy

save her house and become

the most celebrated

and controversiaI novellst

of the year?

Mrs. Trevethan's novel.

The Joint Venture,

has tped the best seller llst

for over a year now.

But although the book

is sold as fiction.

the story bears

a remarkable similarity

to Trevethan's own llfe.

And her recent marriage to a

mysterious french businessman

has fueled

tabloid speculation

that she was at one time

actually involved

with the drug trade.

So, what is the true story?

We went to the sleepy village

of Port Llac to find out.

Turn it up, Charlle.

Turn it up.

Wasn't there an incident

up at Llac house?

The pollce were called

to the house

but there was a problem

with witnesses.

No one wanted to talk?

Nobody could

remember anything.

Excuse me.

We think it's fiction.

don't we, dear?

Yes.

Because in the book,

Grace was growing drugs.

but in reaI llfe,

she was growing tea!

Well. as a doctor,

uh. a man of science...

Obviously I could never

condone the use of a drug

for nontherapeutic,

um... thingy.

Psst, psst, psst.

Have you got

anything?

See me later.

Okay.

It's good.

I s it?

Oh. yeah!

Oh.

I must say,

it does seem strange

that alcohoI is legal

and marijuana...

U h. isn't.

An accident of history,

I suppose.

So you didn't have

any marijuana

growing in your garden?

Bless you.

So do you think

The Joint Venture

is fiction or fact?

No, it's all fiction.

My wife has a very fertile

imagination. thank God.

But what about the gangster

character, Pedro??

I s that based on you?

Pedro is Spanish.

I'm French. Don't be absurd.

No, but we've heard

It's time for you to go.

Get off my land. I said!

This my house!

Yet Mrs. Trevethan

refused to be interviewed

for this program...

...and to date has made

no publlc statement

about the rumors.

Tonight may change that

as we take you llve,

to the New York Book Awards.

where Grace Trevethan

has been shortllsted

for The Joint Venture.

And the winner of the award

for fiction goes to...

Grace Trevethan

for The Joint Venture!

What a surprise!

Shh! Shh!

You'd think I'd be used

to surprises

after everything

that's happened to me.

Iknow there's been

a lot of speculation about

whether my book is based

on fact or fiction.

but...

well... to tell you the truth.

if I told you everything

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