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THROBBING OF ENGINE

# HEAVY METAL MUSIC

REVVING OF MOTORBIKE ENGINE

(ALL SING DRUNKENLY)

MUSIC STOPS

RUMBLE OF THUNDER

Mrs Perrett!

One day she'll give me answer.

Josie! Your mother's here.

Thanks, Ray. I'll finish up in the morning.

That's fine. Mind how you go.

Where on earth have you been? I've been waiting ages!

Ohh!

BREAKING OF GLASS What the...?

RUMBLING OF THUNDER

Who's there?

MIAOWING

Come on. Come on.

What? What's going on? FIERCE MIAOWING

Ray?

What time was the body found?

Move as fast as you can, Doug. Yeah.

OK, OK. Yep.

Keep me posted.

Problems, Charles?

A suspicious death at a pub in St Cleres, sir.

I'd like to get there as soon as I can.

Stay for the keynote address, at least. Lucy can cope.

Did Charlie sound fed up?

Listening to a load of cobblers with Stevens there, it's no wonder!

It's not all cobblers.

Sorry. I forgot you and Stevens were so thick these days (!)

Take two cars, shall we? I need some stuff from home.

That's fine. Fine!

'We live in ever-changing times.'

But the economic imperatives remain.

We must make the best possible use of the resources available to us.

I don't have to remind you of the importance

of performance evaluation at each stage,

of optimising the potential of every officer under our command.

If we are to avoid downsizing,

we must be cost-effective.

Gurney bought this place a year ago. He was a rolling stone.

All kinds of lowlife came here. It caused trouble.

Is Josie Perrett still around?

Over there on the steps.

Are you OK? I got stuck behind a tractor.

DS Alan Naylor. DI Kersey.

Sir.

Catch you later. I want a word with Franks.

Morning, Cyril. Hello, Doug.

Seems to have severed an artery and fractured his skull.

Do we treat it as suspicious?

Yes. The blow to the head isn't consistent with a fall.

Appears to have been caused by a heavy, rounded object.

Well, I'll look up here. Charles not here yet?

He's not here till later. He's at a senior officers' conference.

(Terrible things!)

How long have you been working at the pub?

A couple of months.

I love it.

It's dead, this place.

I understand the locals aren't that keen on The Ship.

Mum and Dad hated me working here - like I'd get into drugs!

Are there drugs circulating?

I never saw any.

Can you think of anyone with a grudge against Ray Gurney?

I can't. No.

Are you sure?

His ex-wife was giving him hassle. Don't know why.

She left him, but she kept phoning all the time.

It was really getting to him.

Do you know where she lives?

No. He wouldn't talk about her.

Dr Franks says they're ready to take the body out.

Right. Met before, haven't we?

Yes, sir. DC John Weller.

Yeah. John Weller.

It seems Mr Gurney had given up opening his bills.

We'd better check his finances. Right.

Must have had a few problems. Eh?

Well, the drink...

Yep.

Sorry you've got to go. Wish I was still at the sharp end sometimes.

Do you, sir? I'll circulate a transcript of the key speeches.

You'll have plenty to read when you get back.

A word if I may, Charles.

Fine, sir, but I have to get some stuff, and -

And the first 48 hours of a murder enquiry are the most crucial.

I just wanted to run an idea of mine past you.

Yes?

I'd like to suggest DI Lane for the Leadership Management course.

Really?

You look surprised.

I am, sir, yes. Lucy is an excellent officer, but she has a lot to learn.

I disagree. I know the course is for chief inspectors,

but we need officers like Lucy at the top. Oh, yes, Given time.

I thought you'd be pleased.

You always seem so close to your team. Still,...

don't let me keep you.

We need to do a door-to-door and then widen it out.

Someone must have heard something. I wouldn't bank on it.

Where's my daughter? Mr Perrett, would you -

No, it's OK.

This is DI Kersey. He's in charge of the investigation.

Mr Perrett is Josie's father. Where is she?

She'll be with you in a moment. She'd better be!

Do you live here? We want to know if anyone heard anything last night.

I heard something - and every night before! Music, drunks, screaming...

After this place closed, what then? They're on the beach, carrying on!

That's why my wife walks Josie home. But you let her work here.

We had to. She threatened to leave home.

Since Gurney come we can't sleep at night.

You complained? They didn't want to know.

Watch yourself, please.

Did you complain to Mr Gurney?

He laughed. Said, 'Come down, join in the fun!'

I see.

Well,... we'll have quiet now, won't we?

Was he known to be a heavy drinker? The breweries wouldn't touch him.

PHONE RINGS

It could be a long PM. Ask Charles to meet me in the mortuary.

Hello?

No immediate family to inform. We need to contact the ex-wife.

Josie said she's been phoning up recently.

Ma'am, I just had a call from one of my informants.

Says he's got something for us. He's reliable, is he?

He's given us some good tip-offs. Helps our clear-up rate no end!

That's not what I asked.

Would he talk to DI Kersey or myself?

He seems happy. I'll set up a meeting.

Good. Why don't you go, Doug?

Fine. Come on.

There's a broken window at the back, but it's been broken for a while.

Anybody could have got in.

He's not doing her any favours. She'll be out of her depth.

Lucy's just a DI.

The course is for chief inspectors.

It does seem ridiculous.

I didn't go on any such course when I was a DI.

Doug's nose is going to be out of joint.

Poor Lucy!

What?

DCC Stevens could be a dangerous patron, couldn't he?

Given half a chance...

Give my love to St Cleres.

Gary?

Gary? It's Alan Naylor.

I'm Detective Inspector Kersey. Can we come in?

Yeah. Come in.

Excuse the mess. I'm squatting here.

I never notice mess.

Not normally.

Are you parked well away? I don't want anyone seeing.

Don't worry. Here you go.

Cheers. I reckon some of the kids know I've been helping you.

What makes you think that? They're steering clear of me.

I mean, Gurney's been killed! What if whoever did it finds out?

There's no reason they should. How do I know? I mean, come on!

I understand you've got something for us.

Is it about Gurney's death?

It is, yeah.

Come on, then.

I heard him quarrelling with a bloke.

When was this? The night before last.

Where?

The car park behind The Ship.

What was the quarrel about?

Money. This bloke said Gurney was for it, if he didn't find the cash.

He'd better sort it, or else. What was this bloke like?

I didn't get a good look.

Weren't the lights on? The Ship must have been like a beacon!

He was stocky - like you. What kind of car was he driving?

A grey one. A dark colour.

Maybe a Volvo. Who knows? OK.

I'm putting my neck on the line!

That's very kind of you. I appreciate that.

Call us when you can remember anything else.

Maybe! I thought you'd got something good.

Yeah, well, I have. He's got me rattled.

I'll be in touch. We'll see.

He fractured his skull when he hit the bottom of the stairs.

But the blow to the head killed him? That's right.

Any idea of the weapon?

Some sort of rounded, blunt object.

That's all I can say right now.

But the attack caused the fall down the stairs?

Um... No, I wouldn't say so, Charles.

He was probably pretty far gone when he was hit. Really?

His bodily functions were slowing up.

There's less bleeding than you'd expect from such a wound.

I can only speculate, but I'd say there was a significant time lapse

between the fall down the stairs and the fatal blow being struck.

An artery in his wrist was cut,

possibly on the glass smashed close to the body.

Alcohol poisoning might have killed him eventually!

Didn't stand much of a chance, did he?

Any news on the ex-Mrs Gurney yet?

She's remarried. We're trying to trace her.

Tell them to get a move on. Any luck?

Not a lot. He says he heard a quarrel the night before the murder.

Something about Gurney owing money. Then he clammed up.

I thought he wanted to talk. I wouldn't trust him one bit.

He can be flighty. He likes to feel important.

That's fairly usual with informants.

Is it worth ME having a go? Yes, yes.

The boss rung in, has he?

Yes. He's attending the PM. He's going to come on later. Right.

Ma'am... I reckon he would respond to you.

He needs reassuring. I'm sure he's got something for us.

OK, Alan... All right. Let's have another go.

You're wasting your charms on Gary Tregenna.

I'd save them for Stevens, I would!

Different people get different responses.

He might react better to a woman.

We found Gurney's bank statements. There's something interesting.

Less than a week ago, £20,000 was paid into his account.

Who by? The bank needs formal approval to give us info,

but, off the record, they said it was his ex-wife.

Iffy! Can she afford that?

Her husband can - Sam Venning. He owns the Marlin.

That hotel outside Penzance?

It's a health farm. You know, swimming pool, gym, aroma-thingy...

Punters paying through the nose for a lettuce leaf and a carrot!

Not my scene either, sir.

Gary?

Looks like someone got here before us.

Gary?

Gary?

Tell us who did this - for your own sake.

For YOUR sake, you mean! We can protect you.

Like you've done so far (?) Ow!

We need to get you to a hospital.

I just want to get away from this place.

How about if I drive you somewhere away from here?

I'll get a doctor to come and check you out.

I dunno. You don't want to stay here.

OK. Yeah?

Get what you need and we'll get going.

Right.

Is that OK? You're the handler.

Fine by me. I'll report back to base.

OK. I'll drop you off.

Your wife's heard about Mr Gurney's death, Mr Venning?

Place like this, word gets round.

She's forgotten he led her a merry old dance when they were married.

She's really cut up. This way.

I could do with one of those!

Sorry, John. I'm too busy.

This is my wife.

Hello. I'm Detective Inspector Kersey. This is DC Weller.

Sorry to bother you at such a time. That's all right.

He was only her ex-husband. They've been apart for years.

Three. That's right.

Had you seen anything of Mr Gurney recently?

Must be a few months ago.

He was in town and I...

I'm sorry. I don't usually...

I understand. I'm a rolly man myself.

Not his sort of scene, this.

I still can't believe it.

Did he fall? He's er...been hitting the bottle.

He was a big boozer.

Just one of the reasons why you left him, wasn't it?

He did fall, yes. I told you.

That wasn't why he died. There were other injuries.

It seems he was killed on purpose.

Oh, my God!

You had contacted him recently, hadn't you? By telephone.

Yes. Yes, I had.

According to his bank statements,

you put some money into his account last week. Why was that?

No, she couldn't.

Mrs Venning can answer for herself.

She's in a state!

Tell us about the money, please.

I was trying to help him.

He'd rung me, sounding desperate.

He'd had a loan to buy The Ship.

The bank were going to foreclose on him.

He was a loser. Yes, he was - but he was kind to me!

I was fond of him. I just couldn't live with him.

I understand that.

That wasn't the story you told ME. He's been milking us dry.

So it was your money that Mrs Venning paid to Mr Gurney?

Yeah.

Is that why you called on him last night?

I didn't call on him.

Sam? Please, Lisa. Look - Get off!

It would be better if you came with us and made a written statement.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Can I help you, sir?

Superintendent Wycliffe. Oh! Sorry, sir. DS Alan Naylor.

Where is everybody?

Inspector Kersey's bringing someone in.

Inspector Lane? She's talking to my informant.

On her own?

She felt it was best. He was beaten up. He wanted to get away.

Inspector Lane did suggest it.

You'd better fill me in, Sergeant.

Sir.

Feeling better? Yeah... Thanks.

You're easier to get on with than Kersey.

There's pressure to get information. No - he was really having a go.

Sorry... Yeah, I know. You got to stick together.

Ah, it's great along here! I love it.

From around here, are you? I think so.

You think so?

I was adopted. I don't know where my real parents come from.

But I was brought up here, so I guess I count as local.

What about you? College? A degree, and all?

Psychology. Good! Then you can see why people do things.

(CHUCKLES) If only!

Take this track. There's a place my dad used to bring me to.

I haven't seen it for years. OK.

I should've warned you. It's better with a four-wheel drive.

I can see the view's worth it.

Oh, it is, yeah!

I love this place. It sorts my head out.

I can see why.

When did you last see Ray Gurney, Mr Venning?

A month ago, maybe.

He wanted to see Lisa,

like he could not accept it was over between them.

I gave her everything. She should have got shot of him long ago.

She's well and truly shot of him now!

She is, yeah.

In fact, you visited him two nights ago, didn't you?

Did I?

A witness overheard you quarrelling.

Yeah, OK... I did arrange to see him - for a chat.

I was fed up. Lisa lending him money and -

Your money. That's right!

And you wanted it back. I did! I worked my guts out for it,

and she hands it to this drink-sodden no-hoper!

It must have been hard for you, after all you did for her.

I mean, her being still so fond of Ray Gurney.

It was, yeah.

Also, she was prepared to believe that you killed him.

He thought he could get her back just like that!

You saw him last night, too?

Yeah.

It wasn't just the money. I wanted to have it out about Lisa.

It must have been hard to accept his influence on her.

I sat outside in my car, getting angry.

I wanted to give him a fright. He thinks he's a hard man, does Ray.

So when it was quiet, I had a snoop around.

I found a broken window.

Go on. Well, he heard me.

He came up the stairs and called out. I turned off the lights.

His cat shot up the stairs. He lost his balance and fell,...

or the cat tripped him. I don't know.

Then it was quiet.

Did you take a look at him?

He was still breathing. I checked.

And then I started to panic.

I knew what Lisa would think, so I opened the door and came out.

And you didn't strike him? He was alive when I left, I swear.

When I heard them saying he'd been murdered, I felt sick.

All right, Mr Venning. We'll leave it there for now.

We'll need you to make a written statement - under caution.

You'd best call your solicitor.

Odd, isn't it? Now he's dead, he'll come between us more than before!

Do you think he's telling the truth?

His story fits in with what we already know,...

but we still don't have a clear sense of the victim's personality.

I'd like more on Gurney.

According to Perrett, he was the Devil himself.

They take their religion seriously in these parts.

Women seem to have liked him.

Yeah, but women always go for that sort.

Hm...

Let's talk with the daughter.

What's her name? The girl who found him - Josie.

And check if Lucy's phoned in.

We just wanted to ask you a few questions.

Yeah, right. Isn't that Mr Gurney's cat?

It was a stray. Ray took him in a few months ago - to bring him luck.

Will you be long?

I wonder if I might have a word with your daughter alone?

If you must!

Out here.

Come on, you.

Hello. Some fine books you've got there!

What does she want that cat for? I hate cats!

I know you've already spoken to Inspector Lane.

I just wondered if you'd remembered anything else about last night.

I don't think so.

CRY OF SEA GULLS

We used to come here on holiday.

It's my wife's favourite place.

It's not mine.

No?

Everyone knowing your business. Can't breathe.

Gurney must have brought a bit of life to the place.

He did.

Yeah.

(TEARFULLY) Sorry.

I keep doing this.

It's good he's got you to grieve for him.

You're one of the few.

He was really nice to me,...

treated me like I had a mind of my own.

They don't. If I bring someone home, Dad gives them the third degree.

Parents can be reluctant to let go.

Yeah, but that's why it happened!

I was fair game for Gary.

Gary?

Yeah... Gary Tregenna.

I wanted to tell your inspector this morning,

when he asked if anyone had a grudge against Ray - only, I couldn't.

Tell me about Gary Tregenna.

He - He seemed really nice at the start.

A bit shy. Like me, really.

And he didn't know anyone cos he'd been away.

I felt sorry for him.

I see.

He told me all about London. It sounded exciting.

He knows all about places round here.

Even made them seem interesting.

Did you spend a lot of time with him?

We had a couple of dates.

He seemed OK then.

Then, the last time...

..we went for a walk on the beach just down from The Ship.

It was late.

I said I had to get home.

He seemed to change.

He had this bottle of whiskey.

He said we should share it.

I told him I couldn't stand whiskey, and he...

Take your time.

He went really strange.

He started taunting me, saying I had to.

Then he put the bottle up to my mouth and he made me drink it.

I was choking, begging him to stop. It was horrible.

He had this look...

like he was really enjoying himself.

I must have passed out in the end.

When I woke up, he was gone.

My clothes were all ripped.

He'd hurt me.

Did you tell your parents?

I was too frightened.

They wouldn't have let me out of the house again.

I told Ray, instead.

When was this?

A few months ago.

Just after it happened.

When I told Ray, I've never seen him go so angry.

He gave Gary a real going-over. I thought that was that. But now...

You think Gary was involved in Ray's death, don't you?

He hated Ray after that!

So you see, what happened to Ray is my fault.

No, it isn't. It isn't your fault,...

but you should tell your parents about it.

I did.

I finally told my dad this morning what... Gary did to me.

I couldn't stand him saying how terrible Ray was.

I told him he ought to be grateful to Ray. He stood up for me.

He must have been shocked.

I've never seen him so angry.

He went to see Gary. He's got a terrible temper, my dad.

I reckon he'll have beaten Gary up.

Come back a bit, Gary.

Don't worry.

You've got a head injury. Don't take risks.

Many ships got smashed to pieces down there.

The locals lit beacons to bring them on to the rocks.

They wouldn't have stood a chance.

Drugs did for me, you know.

I hate them.

That's why I couldn't let it happen.

Let what happen?

Sam Venning.

He owns this place down in Penzance.

You can get any drug you want there. He's the main dealer.

What's this got to do with Gurney?

He was the one arguing with Gurney the night before he was murdered.

It was him who beat me up.

He heard I'd been talking to you.

He said he'd kill me next time.

Alan, it's DI Lane.

I'm fine. I've got some information. A man called Venning -

Oh, right.

OK. Erm...

Great. Tell them I'm on my way back.

Thanks.

It seems they're already checking him out.

Your information could be vital.

OK. Shall we make a move?

I shouldn't have told you.

If Venning finds out, I'm dead.

No-one's going to know who told us. You'll know, though.

Obviously.

Can I trust you? Of course!

I'm not sure. That's the problem.

Let's get back.

(GASPS)

Gary! Get off me!

Get off me!

GET OFF!

Just want to make sure I can trust you, Lucy. That's all.

What the hell are you playing at?

(SHOUTS)

I'll show you the way down, shall I?

You OK?

Not too cold, are you?

Eh?

You are, a bit.

It does get chilly this time of the evening.

Like me to finish this, would you?

You think I might lose my grip.

OK, Gary, I can see how clever you are.

He was a big man, Ray Gurney.

He thought he could throw his weight around.

I had to bring him down to size.

Why?

He hurt my feelings, I'm afraid.

He tried to get between me and Josie.

I don't want to talk about it, to be honest.

Where did you get the cuffs from?

I nicked them from this stupid copper when I was a kid.

Never knew where they went!

Yeah. Venning!

I knew him. I've been to his posh health club.

Only I wasn't sharp enough dressed for him. Venning booted me out.

I see.

So when I saw him and Gurney in the car park,...

I thought I'd see if he did come back the next night.

You saw Venning go in, did you?

Yeah.

I felt really mad.

I thought he'd get to Gurney first.

Came down on the beach for a bit.

Had this bit of rock in my hand.

Nice and smooth, it was.

A bit like this one, really.

I used to collect stuff as a kid.

That's what you used, was it?

Yeah.

I found Gurney lying at the bottom of the stairs.

I thought he was dead.

Then I saw he was breathing.

I felt much better.

And this morning you called Naylor.

He likes to get his clear-up rate looking good (!)

I knew he'd take the bait.

But you, Lucy,...

you were the icing on the cake!

I've never had an inspector before!

You lot think you're so sharp (!)

Only I'm ten jumps ahead.

Thought you were playing me along, did you?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Well, they'll have some trouble finding you, I'm afraid!

Have some. No, thanks.

I said, have some!

I've tried her again. I can't get through.

Could be a black spot, I suppose.

But she did say she was on her way? She never spoke to me.

That is right, isn't it? Yes, sir.

Any details on Gary Tregenna? I've just checked with the Met.

He was deregistered as an informant in '96.

You didn't check his background before handling him?

There was nothing on the screen. If you'd done an active search -

All right, Doug. Let's hear why he was deregistered.

His information was found to be unreliable.

Twice he tried to frame a fellow suspect.

He was also charged on an assault of an ex-girlfriend.

She was too frightened to testify.

Right.

All right, let's get on with it!

SIRENS

SCREECHING OF TYRES

The way I looked at it, killing Gurney and framing Venning,

I'd be killing two birds with one stone.

It's good, that, innit?

Don't they warn you about people like me?

They're not as clever as you.

Don't worry. I won't leave you.

Not till it starts getting dark.

The tide comes right in here.

When the ships smashed against those rocks, the victims were left to die.

It's cruel, that, isn't it?

I'd have finished them off.

He shouldn't have done it.

What?

Got between me and Josie.

She was keen.

I could tell.

He made me mad, doing that.

Probably he misunderstood.

Yeah! Yeah, he did!

Not long now.

What? It's coming in.

I'll take you up to the cave.

You're looking pale. Have a drink.

Get away from me!

Aah!

He wanted to get away, did he?

He made out he was terrified after the attack.

Perrett should've finished him off.

I should've gone with them. Yes, you should!

She gave me my marching -

Listen! If we don't find her alive, you've had it! Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

SIREN

POLICE RADIO

SIRENS

Go ahead, Doug. "No sign that they went to the cottage."

OK. Radio all vehicles. Widen the search out.

We've had no sightings in St Cleres.

"Yeah. OK, sir."

HELICOPTER ENGINE

Don't worry. I'm still here.

Don't you know they'll find you?

Might as well get hung for a sheep as a lamb!

High tide soon. The waves will come crashing right in the cave.

I'll leave you just before then.

Hm?

Where do we look next, then, sir?

He might have taken her anywhere.

I don't know.

Do you think she's still alive?

What do we know about him?

Tregenna's a loner.

He's an outsider.

He obviously has a grudge and hates women.

Mm...

If Naylor had checked, he'd have known of the assault.

It wouldn't debar him from being an informant.

It might have stopped Lucy going with him alone.

True.

We don't know how his mind works, that's the problem!

Let's talk to someone who does.

I'll leave you in peace, then.

Do you want a last drink?

No, thanks.

You don't want to smell of drink when they find you.

That won't look very good!

But it'll be well diluted by all the water you're gonna swallow!

Eh? Eh?

Why does this give you pleasure?

Sad, innit?

He said he knew this coast like the back of his hand.

But is there somewhere special?

Some well that cures madness near Moulecam.

He said he should be dropped down it.

Then there was a place with lots of shipwrecks, his special place.

The locals let the victims die so they could have any pickings.

He really liked that story.

There's quite a few places here where that happened.

He said... He said the rocks there were like devil's teeth.

Wrecker's Bay.

(GROANS)

You know this place well, do you, sir?

We trekked out there on holiday, if it's the place I'm thinking of.

What about the helicopter?

It can't get near the cliffs because of the tide.

CRIES OF SEA GULLS

You're stronger than I thought.

Come on. Up we come.

(GROANS)

Is this the place? Yep.

How the hell are we going to get down there?

This is it. The path's that way.

Hey! No!

Stay here. Call down to them.

Just call down! OK.

Lucy!

LUCY!

Answer him. It's Kersey.

(WEAKLY) Doug! Louder!

DOUG! Hold on. I'm coming down.

Good! You'd better guide him down.

Go on. Call him! I can't.

I said, call him!

DOUG!

Come on!

Come on!

(SCREAMS)

Lucy? Hang on!

Lucy, where are you?

LUCY!

It's all right, Lucy.

It's all right.

Don't move. Stay where you are.

(SOBS LOUDLY)

It's all right.

I'm sorry.

I just didn't see it.

It's a very exact science, hindsight.

Mm?

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