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Yeah, and I've ordered
the plaque, so Mum's anniversary

is going to be perfect.

I know you suggested hand-picked
flowers, but I was thinking Mum

would want more of a statement,
don't you?

Yeah, you can be in charge
of the flowers.

Perfect.

What? I said perfect.

I would hide the biscuits
if I were you.

- Got to go. Speak soon.
- Val Twigg...

- ...Lu Shakespeare and FrankHathaway.
- Fatblasters!

My business is ruined.
He's ruined my life.

Want a cup of tea?

Uh, who's ruined your life?

Kit Willow.

Slimming guru. And his business
partner, Diana Winter.

I mean, look at her. She's never
dieted in her life.

Lean and Hungry.

How exactly have they ruined
your business?

- They've stolen my Twiggsters.
- Sorry?

- My slimming-club members.
- Oh, right. Stolen?

This is a marketing problem.

And we're private investigators.

- Your website said you didcorporate work.
- Well, yes, but...

I need to know everything there is
to know about their business model.

OK, but corporate rates
can be higher.

Twiggsters is my livelihood.

I'll use my savings if I have to.

OK. OK, sounds like an
undercover job.

Sebastian... in a fat suit.

I could channel my inner Falstaff.

You should go. What, me?

Are you saying I'm fat?

No, I'm saying you're a woman.

- There are more women in the group.
- See?

Besides, it will help you to forget
about other stuff.

Kit likes pretty blondes
with a sharp brain.

- Do you know any?
- If it's too much

for you, I could always go
to another agency.

No, not too much.

I mean, I can pretend that I
need to lose weight, can't I?

It's fine. When's the next class?

You tear off those
mental shackles of negativity

that are holding you back

and open yourself to a new way
of life.

At Fatblasters we'll lead the way.

The only question is,
will you follow?

I can see it!

I can see the slimming light!

- Say it with me, Slim. Say it with me.
- I'm with you.

- Our path to thinness...
- Our path to thinness.

...Is a way to slimness.

Is a way to slimness.

- And on this journey we begin...
- And on this journey we begin.

...To be thin. Come on, everyone.

- To be thin.
- To be thin. Let's jump up. Let's jump up.

Ooh, I spy a new member.

Come on, team, what do we do
with new members?

That's it. Well done. Come on.

Don't be shy, don't be shy.

Come take that first step on your
journey to thinness.

First step.

Now, everyone, I want you all
to take a minute...

- What are you doing here?
- ..to thinkabout your slimming pledge.

Um, same thing as you.

I'm surprised you've got time for
this. I thought you were working.

Yeah, well, got to keep trim.

I'm surprised Mum never brought
you here.

Ooh, sorry.

Lose weight, you spread that word

and let the Fatblasters family grow
and grow and grow!

- Lia.
- I've been spreadingthe word.

Our new member is my sister, Luella.

Welcome, Luella. Welcome.

Come on, everyone, let's give her
the Fatblasters welcome, shall we?

Come on, stand up. Come on.

Think slim, be slim,
stay slim. Come on, everyone.

Think slim, be slim, stay slim.

Yes, welcome. That's it, Mary.
That's it.

Shake those hips, no to chips.
Yeah, that's it.

OK. sit down, thank you.

Right, let's get down to business,
shall we?

Now, first off...

...congratulations to you all.

Now, this week...

...collectively you have all lost
a whopping 52 pounds!

Well done, everyone, well done.
Amazing.

Unfortunately, though...

...not everyone has had a loss.

Now, Slim Jim, what is happening
to our loser of the year?

That's four weeks on the trot you've
had a gain. What's going on?

Yeah, um...

I've been walking quite a bit.

Maybe the fat is turning
to muscles.

- Oh, you've been doinga lot of walking?
- Yeah, yeah.

To the takeaway?

You were spotted.

We all a need a treat, don't we?

What, every night of the week?

Now, not only have you let yourself
down, Slim...

...you've let this
wonderful family down.

And you've let me down.

Anyway, forgive and forget.

Right, who's next?

Mary...

Mary, now, this week you have
lost two pounds.

Two pounds, Mary, well done.
Well done.

If only all are members were as
committed as you, huh?

Slim Jim, hm?

- Who's that?
- It's Diana Winter. She's ambitious, driven.

Counting fivers in a church hall,
it's hardly Trump Towers, is it?

- No, yeah, it's good.
- Luella Shakespeare, so great to meet you.

Oh, you too.

Two sisters looking so stunning.

Ooh, thank you.

Despite last year's
terrible tragedy.

I mean, losing your mother is a,
it's a very traumatic event.

- Yeah, well, yeah.
- Yeah.

It ruined the cruise
for the other passengers.

- Lia!
- Well, they had to turn the ship around looking for the bodies.

Poor Genevieve.

And on the very night she was
invited to the captain's table.

I did warn her about the low
balconies in those cabins.

Is it true he had just proposed?

Not according to his wife. No.

- At least she died in the arms of someone she loved.
- Yeah.

I can't believe your naughty sister
kept you a secret.

Well, she's good at keeping secrets,
aren't you, Lia?

Like your membership
with Fatblasters. Who knew?

Lia, first rule of slimming club?

Ooh, first rule of slimming club,

outside slimming club,
talk about slimming club.

- Ha! Your sister is hilarious.
- She certainly is.

- And now we have her older sister...
- Younger.

You know what, have a new members'
goody bag, just for you.

Thanks.

It's completely free, so...

All right, if you excuse us,

I'll just take your beautiful sister
for a quick one-to-one.

Of course, Kit.

Older, hm.

He's an angel. Is he?

Can't you see his little
halo shining?

Now, Mary, you aren't scaring off
new members, are you?

No, of course not, Diana.

Will you be my buddy?

- Sorry, your what?
- Slimming buddy.

Um, maybe let Lu ease herself
in gently.

No. Yeah, yes, that's a great idea.

Yeah, shall we swap numbers?

Oh, yes. Lovely.

I told you, you're too hard on him.

I will not let that fat idiot
ruin my business!

Your business? What are you talking
about? We're partners.

I am the face of Fatblasters.
I can always find a new partner.

You'd be nothing without me.

- I'd be nothing?
- Yes.

I am the brand, Diana.
I am the brand!

And I am the business
and I'm the brains.

Well, I'm the brand.

Just listen.

- Stop being too hard on him.
- I am Fatblasters.

Diana, you always go on about this,
don't you?

Lu!

Hi.Hi!

- You're still here.
- Yeah. I was just getting...

I left my scarf, that was...
and then...

Exercise classes.
You do them and I love exercise.

- We've got a circuit class tomorrow night.
- Yeah.

- Circuits?
- Yeah, shouldn't be a problem for a fit girl like you.

Once you pull up that Lycra,
off you go.

And if you need any gym wear,
we have our own branded range.

That's great! Brilliant.

Well, that's that sorted, isn't it?

Great, see you, then. That's good.

Oh, she finally arrives.

Here, put that in that box.

- Aww!
- Did she actually wear that?

Yeah, she was really popular
at the tennis club.

Well, she needed some fashion
advice. I suppose you're hungry?

No.

Maybe a bit. I mean, I could have
something if you had it.

Help yourself.

I've got the appetite of
a bird these days.

- Yeah. No, me too.
- It's all down to Kit.

He's got this aura.

The weight just falls off. Yeah?

Slim Jim has lost eight
and a half stone in a year.

Wow! That's like
a whole other person.

- How has he done that?
- Diet, determination and a lot of sweat.

What are these?
I keep finding them everywhere.

Yeah, Mum loved her pottery classes.

She always thought her teacher
looked like Patrick Swayze.

There's hundreds of them.

Yeah, she was probably better
at vases, actually.

Well, we can't keep them all.
They'll have to go in the skip.

What? No. Can't we at least put some
of them in the charity box?

We could have cleared all this
if you'd come earlier.

Yeah, well, I've been busy working.

Well, you weren't too busy to go
to a slimming class.

Or were you snooping? No.

Lu, what were you doing there?

You look just like Mum
when you do that.

And you look like Dad
when he was lying. I don't.

Yes, you do. Two peas in a pod.

Yeah, well, we had to be with you
and Mum around.

Well, he put you on a pedestal.
I can't see why.

Right, I'm not staying for this.

No! No way.

No way am I clearing this mess up
on my own.

This is not a mess.
This is my childhood home!

It's our childhood home.
And I am not doing this by myself.

You could have just waited, Lia.

You could have just waited until
after Mum's anniversary.

No, no, no.

Get out of my way!

Well, it's got to be done
some time.

Oh, they're probably oversized

because of the before and after
photos.

Look at Slim Jim's social media.

- Oh, wow.
- And that is all since joining Fatblasters.

It's all a big con if you ask me.

No, it's not. Lia said he's lost
loads of weight.

Slimming classes, preying on
people's insecurities,

ripping them off, crash diets that
never work.

It's just a big vicious,
money-making, self-loathing cycle.

They do try and encourage some
healthy eating.

Ah, nothing healthy about that.

Those are for members only.

Mm. They're actually quite good.

Oh, hi, Mary.

Ooh, dear, a bit of a long day,
was it?

Not been sleeping too well.

Sports bags live on the bench.

Oh, right, yes. Sorry.

Um...

Oh, right.

- So are you not working out?
- Not tonight.

Oh. I'll have to find
another buddy.

Lu, darling. Need a partner?

I was just going to ask Jim,
actually.

Why don't you partner up
with your delightful sister?

Nothing like a bit of sibling
rivalry to get you motivated.

Yes, great. Thank you.

- Oh, hello.
- Look, I don't want any trouble.

I think we were both just a bit
upset, weren't we?

What are you talking about?

Gather round, lose those pounds.

- Fatblasters slimmers.
- We are winners.

- Never quit.
- Let's get fit.

Right, running on the spot.

Arms to the right.

Arms to the left.

Up on high, down below.

And running on the spot again.
Knees up high.

Come on, Lu. Bit more effort.

- That's it, that's it. Strong arms, Lia, strong arms.
- Yep.

- Pump it. Pump it.
- I'm pumping it, I'm pumping it.

- Pump.
- Take control.

Achieve your goal.

All right, 20 burpees.

What? Burpees?

What has happened to your
energy levels, Slim?

You managed burpees fine last month
and you never even broke a sweat.

Yeah.

Right, come on, change partners.

No, no, no, no. Not you.
Finish those first.

- Oh, thank you. Well done.
- Oh, lovely.

- Bye, Lu. How you feeling?
- You know, it was amazing.

I just can't wait to do it again.

Great stuff. Thank you.

Bye, Lu. See you. Bye then.

Why can't folk tidy up
after themselves?

Oh, not me this time, not guilty.

- Do you need a hand?
- Nearly done. Thanks, Lu.

Ah, thank goodness.

Come here, you little devil!

Bye then, Mary.

I'm trying my best, but it's not
good enough for you.

- Nothing's ever good enough for you.
- It's called motivation.

I'm sick of it and I'm sick of you.

- How dare you!
- Just calm down, hm?

Come on then, big man. Come on.

I can't do this any more.

I told you not to push him.

Everything's fine.

Just a bit of Fatblasters
tough love.

He'll be back.

Stupid, stupid idiot!

Ah, Jim.

Are you OK?

Oh, look, here.

Ah, thanks. Sorry, I didn't mean to.

It's all right.
Kit giving you a hard time, was he?

Fatblasters is the only place
I've lost weight this quickly.

- And now I've blown it.
- No, I'm sure they'll have you back.

Thing is, I can't afford it.

Yeah, I mean, it is a bit expensive.

Spent it all on takeaway.

Me too.

I keep eating things
I really shouldn't.

Biscuits, crisps, cakes.

You know, the cake shop on the
high street that has the tangy...

The tangy little sweets on top. Oh!

I've stopped buying
Fatblasters biscuits,

can barely afford the membership.

Do you think that's why he's giving
you a hard time?

I shouldn't have overreacted.

Listen, don't worry about it,
it's the stress.

It's cake withdrawal.

Yeah.

I should really apologise,
shouldn't I?

Why don't you wait until tomorrow?
Let everyone calm down.

- You know, Things look better in the morning.
- Yeah, I suppose so.

Thanks Lu. It's all right.

Goodnight.

- Oh, yeah, you can have them.
- Thank you.

Coming...

Hi, Diana.

Diana?

Anyone there?

Put money in thy purse.

Yeah, no wonder Slim Jim can't
afford it.

They must be making a fortune.

Yeah, hook them in
and sell them tat.

What? I'm busy doing my doodles.

She is your sister.

There you go, if you're such a fan.

Shakespeare And Hathaway
Private Investigators.

Lia! What a lovely surprise.

Oh, I'm afraid Lu's not...

A body?

A postmortem is being carried out

on the body which at present remains
unidentified.

Whilst the precise cause of death
is yet to be confirmed,

- I can say this was a ferocious...
- Is he wearing make-up?

- Yeah, a lot of men do now.
- We are appealing to anyone...

Yeah, Kit does.

- Men's grooming. Biggest untapped market.
- Huh!

Oh, thank goodness you're here.

What's going on?

It's just awful. Mary found a body.

Oh, is she OK?

No! She's just seen a man
with his skull caved in.

- Of course she's not OK.
- Who is it?

They don't know because
the face was...

Between you and me, I think
it might be Kit.

- Kit?
- Shut up!

He was wearing his
monogrammed tracksuit.

The one he was wearing last night,
baby blue?

The blood will never come out of it.

It's a cashmere blend.

Doesn't mean it's definitely him

because he was wearing
the same clothes.

- He's got a very distinctive birthmark.
- Where?

Oh. I'll, uh...

Yeah, I'll go and find out
what's going on.

What?

What sort of deranged animal
could do that?

Speaking of deranged animals,
what are you sniffing around here?

Ah, Joseph, always a pleasure.

Tough case?

No, it's not.

Looking a bit green around
the gills.

No, I don't.

It's probably just the make-up.

- What do you want?
- I'm here on a related case.

Just wondering if I could
be of assistance.

YOU be of assistance?

I'm only trying to be helpful.

It'd be helpful if you kept
your nose out of my case.

Sorry, sweet cheeks.

It was like a scene from a
horror film. You poor thing.

Like one of my nightmares.

- And you think it was Kit?
- Mm-hm.

Can you think of anyone that would
want to hurt him?

No, everyone adored him.

I'm so sorry.

It's devastating.

Kit WAS Fatblasters.

Who would have thought when
we left here last night...

You left here together?

I gave Mary a lift home.

Such a savage attack.

Don't think about it, Mary.

Do you think it could be
business related?

You know, is there anyone that
he fell out with recently or...?

Val Twigg.

- Val?
- You know her?

Sort of.

She was here last night.

Was she?

- Worse than a stalker.
- What, Val?

Hanging around like a bad smell.

Do you think that Kit and Val
maybe were...?

It was quite a shock.

I thought he had better taste.

But when he broke it off...

It's her the police should be
talking to.

Will you excuse us?

I'll distract Keeler,
you talk to Val.

Yeah.

Hiya.

I wondered if I could have a word.

What is it?

It's about Kit.

You'd better come in.

Thanks.

Oh, you're not weighing in with
the Twiggsters, then?

Oh, I was just testing them for...

Who am I trying to kid?

Twiggsters is just me.

I don't suppose I could
offer you a discount?

I'm busy, you know,
working on the case.

Have you made any progress?

I'm afraid I've got a bit
of bad news.

Can things get much worse?

They found a body at Fatblasters.

A body?

Yeah, they think it might be Kit.

It can't be.

I only saw him last night.

You think I...

I-I didn't. I-I couldn't.

What time did you leave there
last night?

Just before 9:00, about five to.

How come you never mentioned
your relationship with Kit?

We met at a slimmers conference.

He was one of the speakers there.

All the women adored him.

Hung on his every word.

But he chose me.

And like a fool.

He was only interested in one thing.

My members.

- Your members?
- Mm.

Pumped me for information
on my business,

even came along to my meetings.

Then he dumped me, by text.

What were you doing at Fatblasters
last night?

He phoned me yesterday, out the
blue, said he wanted to see me.

I am so pleased you could make it.

Val, darling...

...I'd like to make a proposal.

Yes?

A partnership, of sorts...

...in Fatblasters.

- Fatblasters?
- Yeah.

What about Diana?
Diana's history, forget about her.

I'd be the frontman, obviously,

and you could do all the back room,
paperworky stuff

that you're so good at.

You might want to slim down,
just a tad.

Val!

Val, it's all about the brand!

You've got to help me.
I didn't kill him.

- Val Twigg?
- Yes.

Valerie Twigg, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the murder

of Kit Willow. You do not have
to say anything, but it may harm

your defence if you do not mention
when questioned something

you later rely on in court. Anything
you do say may be given in evidence.

Are you interfering with
my case again?

No, I'm just visiting a client.

You tell Frank Hathaway
I am not stupid.

Our victim.

Kit Willow, early 40s.

Fatblasters' charismatic
slimming guru.

And he met his business partner,
Diana Winter, in 2014

at a slimming conference. She heard
him speak, and then, well...

The cash rolled in.Yeah.

If Diana's his business partner,

why would she want to kill
Fatblasters' golden goose?

Maybe she knew he wanted
to lay eggs with Val?

Well, Diana claims that she left
Kit to lock up on his own

that night, and she dropped
Mary home.

Who is Mary?

Oh, she's my slimming buddy.
Yeah, she's really sweet.

Does she have a motive?

Well, to be fair, she doesn't look
like she could take Kit on.

Yeah, and anyway,
Diana dropped her home.

They could have come back?

Or it could have been
an opportunist?

Nah.

I've got a feeling in me guts.

Hold it in.

This has definitely got something
to do with Fatblasters.

It's too brutal for a random attack.

And there was a slimming biscuit
wrapper at the scene.

Val had the motive and opportunity.

She did seem surprised when
she found out he was dead.

- What about the sweaty one?
- Slim Jim?

Mm, Kit's his last hope
of losing weight.

So, where does that leave us?

Oh, I don't know.

Look, we're going to have
to include your sister.

What, Lia?!

Well, she was a member of the
slimming club, she knew the victim,

and she was there on the night.

Yeah, she could have some
vital information.

- OK, I'll talk to her.
- I'll come with you.

No.

Because I think the gentle approach
would be better.

So, I'll come with you.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.
I don't need a counsellor.

Sorry. Sorry.

It's just getting rid of all
Mum's stuff, it seems...

It seems really final.

Oh, hi.

Oh, hello, Sebastian.
Lovely to see you.

And you.

Oh, excuse the mess.

Oh, you should see the state
of my place.

Is that an invitation?

Yeah, yeah... So, we just
thought we'd come along

and see how the plans for
the anniversary...

- Ow!
- Oh! Sorry.

I've got a viewing in a minute,
so you'd better be quick.

- Charming.
- Have you sorted the flowers out for Friday?

What? No, you were supposed
to be sorting the flowers.

Was I?

Yes.

Gosh, they're early!

Oh... Oh, it's Diana.

Hello, Diana. Hang on a minute.

Is she OK?

She seems a bit stressed.

Yeah, well, she's not the only one.

Hello, Diana.

Oh, Lia, I'm so sorry to impose.

No, no, not at all.
Come through, come through.

Hello, Diana.

- Lu's just leaving.
- What? Am I?

I'm Sebastian, Lu's work colleague.

- So sorry for your loss.
- Oh...

Everyone's been so kind.

Slim Jim came round with flowers.

People have left tributes
at the church hall.

He was so loved.

Well, not by everyone.

- Lu.
- Well, I mean, obviously.

Someone wanted him dead.

I think we'd better go, yes?

Yes, I think you better had!

I am so sorry, Diana.

Now, I don't want you
to worry about anything.

- I'm going to ring all the members.
- Oh, if you could.

I'm going to tell them all
about what's happened,

and I'm going to cancel
Kit's sessions.

No!

Oh... no.

That won't be necessary.

I'll take over.

It's what he would have wanted.

The show must go on.

Erm, is Lia on something?

Something not right.

Look how clean and tidy
Diana's car is.

Robyn only looks like this
when she's had a valet.

Well, this has been valeted.

Oh, yeah.

Uh... Lu!

Oh, just... missed a bit there,
so I was just...

That's it. Looking good.

Awkward.

You go back to the office.

I'm going to go back in
when Diana leaves.

Are you sure that's wise?

Yeah, I need to speak to Lia.

Hello.

Where's Lu?

Oh, a change of plan.
She stayed behind.

How were they?

On a scale of one to ten?

If one is...

.and ten is...

...then I would say nearer
death by dumbbell.

But it is their mum's
anniversary tomorrow.

Lu shouldn't really be working.

Yeah, you're right.

That's not what you said earlier.

Hop to it, you!

We've got to solve this case,
and quickly.

How many of those have you had?

Well, I've got to keep
my strength up.

Aw!

Poor Mum.

Poor Mum?

More like, poor us. What?

Yeah. I mean she shamed us.

She fell off a cruise liner
being groped by the captain.

Don't talk about Mum like that.

Why not?

Because she was always
so lovely to you.

- No, she wasn't.
- Yes, she was!

She always thought you were perfect.

- No, she didn't!
- She absolutely did.

You were always her favourite.

No, she was always going on
about you.

It was always,
"Lu this and Lu that."

Do you know she sent me every single
press cutting when you won that

stupid hairdressing competition?

- Did she?
- Yeah.

Imagine how I felt.

Playing second fiddle
to a hairdresser.

How dare you?!

- Get out!
- There's nothing wrong with being a hairdresser!

And, anyway, I'm a private
investigator now.

- What are you doing?
- Get out!

- What are you doing?!
- Just get out! Ow!

You stupid, spoiled,
entitled, moo-moo!

Moo-moo...

I'm sorry, a barrage of biscuits?

Yeah, in my face.

I think you're right,
I think she might be on drugs.

Who? Lia.

Well, that would fit.

Erratic behaviour,
aggression, nightmares.

I thought she was clean living?

She is, supposedly.

Body's a temple,
and all that rubbish.

Unless she was spiked.

If this has been going on for
a while, she could be addicted.

Yeah, and we'd have to
wean her off it.

Yeah, but first we'd have
to work out what it is

and how it's getting
into her system.

Mary's been having nightmares.

Has she? Yeah.

Sebastian, do Fatblasters
have a vitamin tablet?

They certainly do.

Be easy enough to put some sort
of appetite suppressant in them.

Yeah, but not into Lia.
She doesn't do tablets.

Gag reflex.

Erm...

Oh. I mean, I know they
look like cardboard,

but they're actually
really moreish...

Oh, you little beauties.

Sebastian, check out that factory.

I know we're all deeply
shocked by what...

Oh, welcome.
Come in, come in, join us.

We'll weigh you both in later.

You two better not be here
to cause any trouble.

Mary.

How have you been coping?

- I was just wondering.
- Yes?

Where do you get the drugs?

Drugs?

Oh, sorry, you must be
in the wrong group.

Rehab is Monday afternoon.

My name is Frank Hathaway.

I work with Lu.
We're private investigators.

A client of ours, Val Twigg,
is about to be charged

with Kit's murder.

Positivity!

Positivity! Let's forget about...

...murder.

And the thing is,
we believe she's innocent.

Val just wanted to know the secret
of Fatblasters' success.

The group's miraculous weight loss
was achieved by...

Will power!

Drugs.

A deadly designer drug,
called the Beast.

It was hidden in the slimming
biscuits, would you believe?

And it's highly addictive.

With some nasty side-effects.

This is ludicrous!

Yes, it is ludicrous.

Come on, you two. What?

Get out.Lia...
Lu, get out. Get off!

Extreme aggression,
nightmares, hallucinations.

- Get out! See?
- All this manic behaviour!

All these mood swings! One minute
you're up, the next you're down.

Yeah, well, I'm bound to be upset
this week.

I mean, it's Mum's anniversary!

You assaulted me with a biscuit...!

Excuse me.

Wow. Erm...

Do you always sweat like that?

Oh, no. Just the last couple of...

Couple of weeks?

Yeah.

It's withdrawal.

Withdrawal.

See, I believe the Beast caused
someone in this room...

...to murder Kit.

Kit had nothing to do with drugs.

I agree.

Thank you. Finally.

It was you who masterminded
the Beast in the biscuit.

The Beast in the biscuit.

This is an invoice from
the factory made out to you.

You honestly believe this guff?

We know that Kit was looking
for another business partner.

He called Val on the night
he was murdered,

asked to meet her at the office.

According to her,
she left at five to nine.

It's all about the brand, Val!

What the hell was she doing here?

None of your business, Diana.

Get out my way!

Mary?

How many of these slimming biscuits
are you having every day?

Loads.Yeah.

And are you on any medication?

Yeah.

You see, I think that the build-up
of the Beast in your system,

along with the tablets
that you've been taking,

has caused an extreme reaction.

Thoughtless, lazy people!

- Kit!
- What?

Please pick that up.

Why don't you pick that up yourself,
Mrs Mop?

That's what cleaners are paid for.

- Litterbug!
- Ooh, I'm scared

What you going to do, tickle me to
death with your feather duster?

What the hell is going on?

Show some respect!

- Mary...!
- Be responsible!

And pick up your litter!

What have you done?

I was just having a word with Kit
about his littering.

I...

I fainted.

Isn't that right, Diana?

There is no evidence to prove
this fantasy story.

Maybe you're the one on drugs!

Just tell me the truth.

This had nothing to do with me!

Why did you get your car valeted
the next morning, then?

The vall-et said... Val-ay.

The VALET said you told them
it was your injured pet dog.

It was Kit's blood on Mary's
clothing that stained

the front passenger seat.

You didn't want a drug scandal,

so you drove Mary away
from the scene of the crime.

So what if I helped
a friend in need?

I didn't murder him!

You assisted an offender and
withheld vital information.

As well as drugging everyone.

Shut door upon me,

and so give me up to the sharp'st
kind of justice.

DS Keeler? It's Frank.

Hathaway.

Listen, you better get down
to the church hall.

I think we've solved the case.

How could I have done
that to Kit...?!

Mary, it's not your fault.

None of us have been ourselves
these last few weeks.

You didn't murder anybody...!

It wasn't you, Mary.

It was the drugs.

Hey, Joe!

Maybe you should put
your make-up back on,

call another press conference!

Announce Val's release
after her wrongful arrest.

- Hilarious.
- Yeah...!

Poor Mary.

Well, if they can prove she was
acting under the influence of drugs,

they might be able to argue
for diminished responsibility.

I hope so. She was hardly in
her right mind, was she?

Oh, that is good news.

Means I don't have to apologise
for my appalling behaviour.

Oh, typical.

Erm, not even a little apology?

No.

- Teeny tiny apology?
- Oh...

All right.

Sorry, Lu.

Aw!

And, really, we should be
thanking Lia... in a way.

Because were it not for her timely
biscuit bombardment,

we might never have solved
the case.

Thanks, yeah... Thanks. Great.

There we go.

A joint Shakespeare and Hathaway
family effort!

Oh, don't look like that.

I'm going home tomorrow, anyway.

What?

We've had an offer on Mum's house.

Full asking price.

Oh, right. Well, that was quick.

Yeah, I know.

Young family, two girls.

- Two girls, eh?
- Hm.

Do you think they'll argue over
who gets the biggest room?

Yeah, probably.

And do you think the old,
bossy one will win?

No. I think the young,
tubby one will.

Well, the plaque's nice.

Yeah.

And the flowers are...

I asked for a traditional bouquet
in her favourite colours.

She always hated blue...!

Hated it...!

And she hated benches...!

She hated me.

She did.

All's well that ends well.

Look. Huh?

Genevieve's favourite. Oh!

- With pineapple.
- How did you know?

A detective never reveals
his sources.

Mum developed her love of pizza and
red wine on a holiday in Naples.

Hide the evidence!

- Hello!
- Val!

- Wow, you look amazing.
- Oh, thanks.

Well, Jim said it was you.

Jim? Jim!

- Hey, Jim!
- Hey, Jim!

New members?

Some old, some new.

Oh, that's brilliant.

I just want to say thanks.

Twiggsters wouldn't have survived
if it weren't for you.

Better go, don't want to keep
the group waiting.

Bye.

Bye-bye. Bye, Val!

I like Val...

To Genevieve.

- To Mum.
- To Mum.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Cheers.