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[Birds singing]

♪♪

[Brakes squeak]

[Camera shutters clicking]

♪ Laying out the ghost to rest ♪

♪ Freein' up my mind

♪ Take your pain and sorrow

♪ And leave it all behind

♪ From the moment you fall

♪ I control it all

[Electric guitar solo]

♪ I control it all

♪ I control it all

♪ From the moment you fall

♪ I control it all

[Electric guitar solo]

[Music stops]

- Nathan, can you hear me? - Yeah.

It's the same note as before.

Listen, you've come through all the hurt.

- Mm-hmm. - Finally, you're at peace.

- Okay? - Yep.

We want to hear that joy, Nathan...

breaking free of the shackles, yeah?

I can't do that.

- I need some air. - Huh?

I'll go.

- What? - Nathan!

Wait.

- I can't do it. - Nathan.

I can't do it.

It's taken courage to come back.

No. I-I can feel hands around my throat.

I know the pressure you're under.

No, no. I'm not speaking in metaphors.

Matt is trying to kill me.

Your brother's dead, Nathan.

Matty's here, and he wants me dead.

Yeah.

He's on the cusp of a full-blown meltdown.

He's agreed to give us a cut of the album profits,

so that can't happen.

I'm gonna see if I can root out some of the ambient-sound stuff

that we didn't use on the last album.

Have you seen that old field recorder?

You're gonna recycle Dirty Shamen material?

Bit desperate, isn't it?

Not as desperate as flogging off your possessions.

There's been interest

in a few bits and bobs from the collection.

They're going up for auction tomorrow.

- Are we in trouble? - It's a cash-flow issue.

The album will get made.

♪♪

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Help yourself.

Oh, hi, Grace.

Nathan's coming off a lot of heavy meds.

He's trying to manage things through his diet.

You're his nutritionist as well as his manager now?

Switching out the antipsychotics for hemp smoothies?

What could possibly go wrong?

- Hi, Dad. - Grace...

- I want you to leave. - Mm.

I want you to stop selling off my property.

Grace.

Grace!

[Footsteps departing]

Sorry. Can I, uh, just have your signature, please?

No one is signing anything.

What are you doing?

[Scoffs]

You know how much this meant to Mum!

- Grace. - You're a thief and a liar,

and I don't know how you sleep at night!

Put all of this back inside the studio.

Otherwise, you'll be dealing with the police.

Let's discuss this calmly.

Now tell me exactly what else you've sold behind my back!

Grace, I don't need this!

♪♪

[Birds cawing]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Rain falling]

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♪♪

♪♪

[Static crackles]

[Electricity buzzes, static crackles]

[Switch clicks, electricity buzzes]

Testing, testing.

1, 2, 1, 2.

This is "Nocturnal Sounds,"

Dirty Shamen, take 1.

There you are.

- [Chuckling] Oh, my God. - You're pathetic.

Can't leave you on your own for more than two seconds.

Thought you could do with some company.

- Jesus! Your company? - Yeah, right. Now piss off.

You're a deadweight.

Who'd love you?

You make me want to puke my guts up!

[Groans]

[Gurgling, gasping]

Stop! I can't breathe!

[Gurgling, water splashing]

No! Mnh!

[Gasping, gurgling]

[Water splashing]

♪♪

What have I just heard?

Aah!

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Static crackling]

♪♪

[Engine revving]

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This era of Indian political upheaval

coincided with events

on the other side of the world...

the War of Austrian Succession,

between 1740 and 1748,

and then the Seven Years' War,

between 1756 and 1763.

It involved Great Britain, France, Spain,

and the Netherlands.

[Cellphone rings] With the European powers

on different sides,

their colonies, companies,

and allies across the globe...

Hey, Shazia.

Morning, Boss. Something's come in.

We're going to a recording studio in Cornwall.

♪ As I lose my self-control

♪ And I pray you won't say Amazing, right?

- ♪ Maybe, 'cause to... - [Speaking indistinctly]

♪ ...down in my soul

♪ I'm in love with yo...

[Music stops]

Not your bag?

The lead singer, Matty, Nathan's brother,

was found drowned in the river

when they were recording their last album at Towan

like seven years ago.

Nathan had a breakdown,

so he's been out of the picture for years.

So the fact he's back here is massive.

I think the fact that a man was murdered here a few hours ago

is probably a little bit more massive.

Fair.

What I don't get is why we're involved.

Towan's is heritage-listed,

and the victim had an important memorabilia collection,

some of which is now missing.

So, what are we looking at...

like, professional burglary gone wrong?

My bet?

It's all been shipped out of the country by now.

♪ I'm in love with you

♪ I'm in love with yo-o-o-u [Men shouting indistinctly]

♪ I'm in love with you [Camera shutters clicking]

♪ I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love ♪

[Instrumental break]

♪ I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love ♪

Nathan Frayne in the flesh.

[Breathing heavily]

What are you going to do to protect this area?

This is not a safe place for my client to be right now.

- There are paparazzi everywhere. - Yes.

They're in the field.

- There's a drone out the back. - [Speaks indistinctly]

If you don't do something about it, I will.

[Man shouting indistinctly in distance]

- [Speaks indistinctly] - Go on, mate. Let's go.

Let's get you inside. [Shouting continues]

Can you go after them and get their statements?

- Yes, sir. - [Shouting continues]

D.I. Palmer, Heritage Crime. This is D.C. Malik.

- Hi. - Grace Filton.

You're the daughter of the victim?

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Would you mind telling us what happened last night?

I'm guessing Dad...

heard something,

interrupted a burglar.

Some stuff was taken from the studio.

Could you show us where?

[Shouting continues]

[Camera shutters clicking]

Do you know what's missing?

Seems they took some of the most valuable pieces.

The auctioneers took a full inventory yesterday,

so you can check.

If the auctioneers were here yesterday,

why didn't they take stuff with them?

Um... I stopped them.

D.C. Malik, would you take a statement

off Miss Filton, please?

Yeah.

[Police radio chatter]

Cheers.

[Chatter continues]

[Radio beeps]

[Door closes]

♪♪

All right if I take a look?

Yeah. We're nearly done here.

♪♪

♪♪

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Inhales deeply]

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Exhales sharply]

♪♪

[Breathes deeply]

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If I'd just let the auction go ahead,

none of this would have ever happened.

I called him a liar and a thief.

They were literally the last words I said to him.

Did you know why your dad was auctioning off the collection?

He was trying to keep this place afloat.

The fact is recording studios are pretty much redundant.

What with people recording in their bedrooms and all that?

Dad fought to get Towan made into a listed building

because he thought it'd be this great draw.

- But it's a curse. - How come?

Because we're saddled with an estate

that costs a fortune and can't pay for itself.

It's a money pit.

How did you stop your dad from going ahead with the sale?

It wasn't his collection.

It was Mum's.

She died 10 years ago.

- I'm sorry. - Mm.

Did you argue with your dad?

I had a go at him, but he'd never engage with me.

Why is that?

- Because I'm a pain in the ass. - [Scoffs]

I'm sure my parents think the same about me,

but, then again, they're all over me like a rash.

I have...

had...

no...

value to him.

Every relationship my father had was transactional.

In this industry, everyone is exploiting somebody else.

Apart from the artists.

They always seem to be bottom of the heap.

Believe me, some of them are the worst.

Hmm.

♪♪

Boss...

Grace stopped the auction because, apparently,

the collection didn't belong to Charlie Filton.

- What? - I just saw

a solicitor's letter on the table...

something about the misappropriation

of trust assets.

- So, this place is a trust? - Mm.

I wonder who the trustees are. Thanks.

I think there might be a bit of a hole

in the professional-robbery theory, too.

The auction was well publicized.

Anyone with half a brain

would have expected the collection to be moved off site

the night before.

Which is exactly what would have happened

- without Grace's intervention. - Yeah.

The fact the collection was still here

was just pure chance.

♪♪

- Excuse me. D.I. Palmer. - This is D.C. Malik.

We've not been introduced.

We're looking for the studio manager.

Jack Brooks.

I'm the nearest thing you'll get.

I've had a look around the place.

I didn't see any CCTV.

That's because there isn't any.

Seems a bit odd.

Studio kit alone must be worth a fortune.

Clients value their privacy.

What happens at Towan stays at Towan.

♪♪

[Camera shutter clicking]

♪♪

And you've never had any trouble here before?

No unwanted visitors?

We're pretty tucked away.

Press seem to have got wind of the situation, though.

Been a couple of them knocking about since Nathan arrived.

I reckon his label leaked he was here.

Free publicity for the album.

And it's one road in, one road out, right?

Thank you for your time.

♪♪

How 'bout you check out the CCTV situation

in the surrounding area

and I'll dig in to this trustees issue?

On it, Boss.

[Gulls crying]

♪♪

Okay.

Well...

I appreciate your help. Yep.

- Who was that? - Grace's solicitor.

[Sighs]

It looks like Filton was strong-armed

into making it into a trust by his then-wife.

Why?

I'd say wife realized husband was feckless git

and didn't want him to piss it all up the wall.

And Grace was one of the trustees?

- And Charlie was the other. - Mm.

So if one trustee starts spending some of the assets

without the other one knowing,

then that is fraud.

So, there was a CCTV camera outside the front gate.

I've reviewed 12 hours of the footage

before and after Filton's murder.

Didn't take long because only two vehicles appear

in all that time.

Ellison's Auction van arriving.

Two hours later, a Jeep arrives,

registered to Grace Filton.

The auction van leaves half an hour after that,

so we know Grace was in situ when the murder happened,

and we know she had beef with her dad.

But Grace went to Towan to stop the auction,

and she succeeded, so what's her motive?

- Hmm. - We know the auctioneers leave

with an empty van,

and we know from the CCTV footage

that neither Grace nor any of the others

leave the property post-murder.

And according to their statements,

none of them heard or saw anything.

And none of them can corroborate

the other person's alibis 'cause they're all staying

in separate accommodations.

Mm.

[Sighs]

One road in, one road out.

So how did the thief or murderer

get Filton's memorabilia off the property?

♪♪

♪♪

- Blimey! This is nice! - Yeah!

Wow. After you, Madam.

♪♪

Feels a cut above the usual gaffs they put us in.

♪♪

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That's not bad. Nice bit of impasto.

I think somebody's been inspired by our old friend Turner.

Looks like an antique frame, too.

Who booked this place?

- Me. - Is it within our budget?

- What budget? - This is the police.

There's a whole bloody department dedicated to budgets.

[Sighs]

I can try and find somewhere else.

Or I could pay the extra.

No. No, no, no. No, no.

Let's concentrate on the job in hand.

[Mid-tempo ambient music plays]

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh

♪ Shhhhh

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh

[Owl hoots]

Ah. Dirty Shamen?

Glad you're giving them another shot.

- Listen to this. - [Music stops]

Oh, hang on a minute.

There you go.

[Music resumes]

[Screeching] What do you think that is?

Someone screaming.

It's a barn owl.

And then, if I fast-forward a little bit further,

what sounds like maracas is actually a corn crake.

Um, and then a little bit further on...

it's coming up now...

[Screeching] What do you think that is?

Otters.

[Music stops]

Dirty Shamen seemed to have had quite a thing

for nocturnal field recordings.

Somehow you've made me like it less.

Oh.

Charlie Filton's postmortem results.

Time of death estimated between 2:00 and 3:00 a.m.

Well, that fits in with Filton's broken watch.

- Cause of death... - severe blunt force trauma

to the left of the skull,

suggesting our killer was right-handed.

Bruising consistent with the microphone base

found next to the victim's body.

The pathologist has identified bruising on Filton's torso

that she's estimated to be a few days old.

Injuries are consistent with a closed-fist punch.

Says whoever inflicted the injury

might have been wearing a ring with a proud fitting.

♪♪

Look at this.

♪♪

That might do it.

♪♪

Huh.

♪♪

♪♪

Do me a favor, Malik.

Take another look at her statement, would you?

Yeah. Sure.

♪♪

Yeah, yeah. Okay. Okay, bye. Yeah.

Can I have a word, Miss Wilder?

The label's flying us out to L.A.

We need to leave shortly.

You're gonna have to put those flights on hold.

♪♪

Why?

Because you're a potential suspect in a murder inquiry.

♪♪

[Birds cawing]

What were you and Mr. Filton fighting about?

Charlie was putting unnecessary pressure on Nathan.

I pushed back.

You did a little bit more than push back, didn't you?

♪♪

[Cellphone vibrating]

[Vibrating stops]

[Door opens]

Hi.

- You're with police, right? - Uh, yeah.

[Chuckles]

I'm sorry about Charlie.

I'm D.C. Malik. I'm assisting D.I. Palmer.

You can call me "Shazia."

I know it's probably not the right time,

but I'd just like to say

I'm such a big fan [Chuckles]

of your music.

Come with me.

As soon as I suggested stopping the recording,

Charlie got nasty.

He threatened to sue me.

Did you have a contract with Charlie Filton?

So how could he sue you?

You could have walked away from this and taken Nathan with you.

He wouldn't let us leave.

Really?

Was he holding you hostage?

- In a manner of speaking, yes. - How?

I need to show you something.

I was jumping on and off of calls

with Nathan's label in L.A. all night

when Charlie was killed.

I was very concerned about Nathan's mental health.

I wanted the label to pay Filton the full fee so we could leave.

I'm good at multitasking,

but carrying out a murder on a conference call?

A stretch,

even for me.

Why didn't you mention this in your statement?

I didn't want to implicate Nathan.

Or, to put it another way,

you were trying to cover for him.

♪♪

Okay. So...

every night, after I finish recording,

I take my guitars and I lay them out just so.

Okay. [Chuckles]

I've done the same thing since the beginning.

Like a ritual or something?

A ritual. Exactly. Yes.

The thing is, when I come back here the next day,

everything's been moved around.

What exactly are you saying?

Matty's messing with me.

Matty, your dead brother?

I'm not sure how that connects to Filton's murder.

I think Matty killed Charlie.

♪♪

♪♪

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I just had a mad chat with Nathan Frayne.

You know how they say, "Never meet your heroes"?

- That bad, eh? - Yeah.

He's not in a state to record a voice note,

let alone an album.

He's so gorgeous.

It's so sad.

Storm claimed that they were...

being held hostage, but she didn't elaborate.

But I was wondering whether Filton had some kind of hold

over her...

or Nathan or both of them.

Like what?

What exactly were the circumstances

around Matty Frayne's death?

He went for a midnight dip in this river,

was off his face on drink and drugs,

and drowned.

[Water splashing]

We're waiting at the next station!

It's along the river, apparently.

♪♪

What?

How did they get Filton's collection out of the grounds?

[Scoffs] Really?

♪♪

This is the house.

♪♪

It's a possibility, right?

Okay. Come on, then.

♪♪

♪♪

Boss!

What?

Look what I found.

♪♪

Yes!

Well, someone could have used it

to take the collection out of here, right?

Give me a hand.

You're not taking the boat in the river?

Yeah. Why not?

I'm pretty sure I need to do a risk assessment

- for something like this. - Nah, don't worry.

I've got an ICC sailing qualification,

and I was butterfly champion at county level.

- Well, you can swim it, then. - Ah. Very good.

Get in.

[Grunts]

- You all right? - Yep.

[Muttering]

Wait, wait. Where'd you go?

- Boss? - Yep?

- I think I've got something. - Pass me that oar.

♪♪

- Where are you going? - I'm gonna get it.

♪♪

[Duck quacking]

♪♪

[Quacking continues]

♪♪

What is it?

♪♪

[Birds cawing]

[Radio beeps, police radio chatter]

Why would someone go to the trouble

of stealing all this stuff,

killing a man in the process,

only to go and dump it in the river?

It's clearly not about financial gain.

Then what is it?

'Cause it just feels like mindless vandalism.

Let's get hold of the auction inventory

and check this stuff off.

Mm.

[Drone buzzing]

Bloody drone.

I think we're getting papped.

[Buzzing continues]

♪♪

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Looks like everything's a part of the auction lot,

apart from that.

Looks ancient... more your era than mine.

What is it?

A reel-to-reel field recorder.

Maybe the theft of Filton's memorabilia

was a distraction...

a cover.

♪♪

We've checked all the other items recovered from the river

against the inventory,

and they're all part of your father's collection,

aside from this.

Do you know anything about it?

Yeah. It was used for Dirty Shamen.

Matty wanted to record with it.

Matty Frayne?

♪♪

[Bird cawing]

Decaf cappuccino, please.

- Pot of Earl Grey. - No problem.

- And some rice. - Sure.

Uncooked. Uh, bowlful.

Mm-hmm.

Cute. Righty-o.

Hopefully, that will dry these out.

According to the manufacturer,

the reel-to-reel tape inside the recorder

was discontinued eight years ago.

So whatever's on this tape will be historic.

Matty could be the last person who used it.

We need to hear what's on it.

The recorder's knackered.

Technical term. Could buy a new one.

It's a vintage piece of kit, Malik.

Respectfully, Boss, we've got the Internet,

so someone will be flogging one, guaranteed.

Right.

Ah.

- Here we are. - Thank you.

- Your rice. - Thank you so much.

All right. Here we go.

[Indistinct conversations]

Now... we wait.

Or we can look at the Matty Frayne files.

I got them sent over this morning from the archive.

Nice one, Malik.

Day before Matty died,

witnesses saw the Frayne Brothers engage

in a physical altercation,

which explains the injuries and extensive bruising

found at the postmortem

that were inconsistent with drowning.

Explained or explained away?

Who are the witnesses?

Charlie Filton, Grace Filton, Storm Wilder, and Jack Brooks.

That's the exact same crew

who were present at Charlie Filton's murder.

That can't be a coincidence.

All of the witnesses claim

they have no knowledge of Matty going to the river that night.

Could think of no reason why he would have done so.

Well, that's not true.

Sorry?

The nocturnal field recordings.

They'd all have known that Matty went out at night

and recorded stuff.

♪♪

What's up?

Three days before Matty died, someone called the police,

accusing him of an assault.

Inquiries failed to identify the caller.

- What kind of assault? - It doesn't say.

But I think I need to speak to Grace.

Right.

♪♪

Yesterday afternoon,

you were speaking about the music industry

and how exploitative it is.

Hardly an exclusive.

You said the artists can be some of the worst offenders.

You remember that?

I know you were just a child when Matty Frayne died.

I was 15.

I certainly didn't feel like a child. [Chuckles]

A lot of the time I felt like the only adult in the room.

We've just come across information

which might put a different slant on things.

Matty may have been involved in an assault

just prior to his death.

The fight he had with Nathan?

No. That was only reported after his death.

This was... something different.

♪♪

Did Matty... do anything to you?

He was vile to me.

He was vile to everyone.

He loved messing with people's heads and...

gaslighting them.

Did you report Matty to the police?

I lost my mum when I was 12 years old.

Dad barely acknowledged my existence.

The upside of that is I toughened up quick.

Matty wouldn't have dared do anything to me.

One last thing.

The statement you gave to the police seven years ago...

♪♪

It was a lie.

Dad told me to tell the police

that I'd witnessed a fight between Matty and Nathan

the day before he drowned.

If it happened...

I never saw it.

♪♪

- Hmm. - So, when Matty Frayne died,

they all lied to the police.

His death wasn't an accident, was it?

What do you reckon, Boss?

Murder...

or, at best, manslaughter.

And a massive cover-up.

Well, we know you lied to us.

I don't understand why you're digging this stuff up now.

Mr. Filton's murder and the theft of his collection

might relate back to events that took place here seven years ago.

Fine. Come back with evidence

and you can speak to my client with a lawyer present.

Was there a cover-up the night Matty died?

What I'm trying to work out is

whether you're trying to protect Nathan

or yourself

or, I'm guessing,

a little bit of both.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

Nathan, you don't need to do this.

No.

I need to tell the truth.

I don't need you to hold my hand anymore.

Okay?

Okay.

It was pretty much like every other night.

We were...

all hanging out together in the house...

[Electric guitar playing]

...drinking too much,

playing, writing music.

Aha! Like, if I bend that note,

then slide down a whole step...

Then hammer on,

add in some pitch harmonics...

[Playing continues]

...that squeal you get, man.

Next time I wake up, Matty's not there.

Charlie said he'd gone to collect field audio.

There you are.

My God, you're pathetic.

Can't leave you on your own for more than two seconds.

Thought you could do with some company.

Jesus! Your company? Yeah, right.

Now piss off. You're dead weight.

- Get off! - No wonder the label

are thinking of replacing you.

Everyone knows that I'm carrying you...

the rest of the band, the management, the label.

You're dragging me down, Nathan!

♪♪

- [Grunts] - [Groans]

He was, like, superaggressive from the start,

accusing me of being dead weight,

saying how he'd been in talks with the label

about replacing me.

What was the lead-up to the argument?

There was never a lead-up.

He'd just snap.

Was that a regular thing?

Yeah.

And then, afterwards, he'd just deny it ever happened.

[Grunting]

[Grunts] Stop!

[Grunts]

♪♪

[Breathing heavily]

[Grunts]

[Thud]

[Grunting]

Stop! Aah!

[Grunting continues]

[Blows landing]

They said, "Somehow, during the fight,

you must have ended up in the river."

What do you mean, "Must have"?

I have no memory after that.

Not until they woke me up.

♪♪

Nathan. Nathan.

Hey! You need to wake up, Nathan!

Something bad's happened.

[Echoing] Matty's dead.

Charlie said...

it would be best to wait till the morning,

then report him missing.

Look more convincing if the police found him.

We left Matty in that river for hours.

Why did you wait until now to destroy the tape?

[Sniffles] What tape?

The tape Matty was recording that night.

I didn't. What does it matter?

It would just be a load of nature sounds.

We believe Matty may have recorded his own murder.

- Mur... I didn't murder him. - It was an accident.

I wouldn't kill my own brother.

The river did that for you, and it's all on tape.

Charlie discovered the recordings.

That's why he had to die, too.

I didn't kill Charlie.

Why would I?

- No. - Could you stand up, please?

Nathan Frayne, I'm arresting you

on the suspicion of the murder of Charles Filton

and for the murder of Matthew Frayne.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense

if you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

♪♪

[Police radio chatter]

All right?

[Car door closes]

♪♪

♪♪

- You all right, Boss? - I don't know.

Why kill Charlie after all these years?

Charlie knew what had happened.

If anything, he protected Nathan.

Maybe the pressure? He's not well.

We need to listen to those tapes.

When's the field recorder due?

Estimated delivery time is 8:00 a.m. tomorrow.

Oh, it's bloody torture.

[Dog barking in distance]

♪♪

Hmm.

Something old.

Something new.

♪♪

♪♪

[Cellphone rings]

D.I. Palmer.

Yes. Who is this, please?

Right.

It's been a pleasure.

[Chuckles] Yes. I most certainly will.

Who was that?

Your mum.

What? Why is she calling you?

Because she hasn't heard from you in over a week.

My head's been on the job, Boss.

I've been up to my neck in it.

What did she say?

Once I'd assured her that you hadn't joined a cult,

she was lovely.

By the end of the call, she'd invited me for dinner.

She'd never check on my brother like this.

Nice to know that she cares, though, right?

Wish she'd care just a little less.

We all want the Goldilocks scenario, Malik.

Sometimes we just have to make peace with what we've got.

I'll call her.

♪♪

[Gulls crying]

♪♪

♪♪

[Brakes squeak]

♪♪

[Doorbell rings]

♪♪

Moment of truth.

All righty.

There.

All right. Cross everything.

[Rhythmic rasping, croaking]

- Birds or something? - Yeah.

[Animal screeches]

There you are.

Oh, my God, you're pathetic.

Can't leave you on your own for more than two seconds.

Thought you could do with some company.

- Jesus! Your company? - Yeah, right. Now piss off.

Nathan and Matty.

- You're dead weight. - No!

No wonder the label are thinking of replacing you.

Everyone knows that I'm carrying you...

the rest of the band, the management, the label.

You're dragging me down, Nathan!

[Grunting]

- What are you doing?! - Aah!

[Speaking indistinctly]

There's someone else there, right?

Yeah.

[Speaking indistinctly]

Get her off him!

He's out cold.

Oh. You feel sorry for poor little Nathan?

Nathan couldn't have killed Matty if he was unconscious.

- He's innocent. - Let's keep listening.

♪♪

[Grunting]

Ow!

- [Blows landing] - Stop!

- [Grunting continues] - Stop! Matt!

No! No!

[Grunts]

The first physical altercation of the evening

was between the two brothers.

And then in this instance,

you dragged Matty away from Nathan.

Is that correct?

He was left unconscious,

and a few moments later, we hear this exchange.

Why did you do that?! He's out cold!

Oh, you feel sorry for poor little Nathan?

One day you'll get what's coming to you.

Jesus Christ. I literally cannot bear

to listen to your whiny little voice.

- [Water splashes] - You say you love me.

Next day, you beat the crap out of me.

Can you confirm

that you were having a romantic relationship with Matty Frayne,

albeit an abusive one?

[Sniffs]

Do you love me?

I've reported you to the police.

It was you, not Grace,

that made the anonymous call about the assault, wasn't it?

Gonna tell the whole world

what a pathetic little worm you are.

- Yeah, right. - Shut up.

- No! - Shut your mouth!

No, no! No, don't do this!

You said you loved me!

Love you?

Who'd love you?

You make me want to puke my guts up!

[Grunts] I loved you!

- [Water splashing] - Stop! I can't breathe!

You're drowning me!

No, stop!

He's drowning me!

[Gasping]

- [Gurgling] - Shh.

[Gurgling continues, water splashing]

I think you somehow managed

to get an unconscious Nathan back to the house

and then you persuaded everyone else

Nathan had killed his brother.

You didn't even figure in the picture.

Well...

that is until Charlie started listening

to the old field recorder.

[Water splashing]

Oh, stop! Stop it!

- [Breathing heavily] - [Gurgling]

♪♪

What have I just heard?

[Grunts]

♪♪

[Grunts]

It must have been a difficult moment for you.

All those years, the evidence had been sitting

right there in the studio all along.

What I don't get is

how you made such a hash

of getting rid of the evidence.

♪♪

[Camera shutters clicking]

[Drone buzzing] It was the paparazzi, wasn't it?

All those drones.

Suddenly Towan wasn't so secluded anymore.

There was a possibility that someone was watching you

at all times.

For the last seven years,

Nathan has been tortured by what he supposedly did.

Do you understand that?

That's what Matty does...

even from beyond the grave...

♪♪

...ruins people's lives.

♪♪

[Gulls crying]

♪♪

[Indistinct conversations]

It's pretty clever, what Jack pulled off,

persuading everyone to cover for Nathan

when really they were covering for him.

In a messy, Machiavellian sort of way, yeah.

Talking of which, I owe you for my fancy hotel booking.

What's the damage?

- Big fat zero. - You what?

The frame on that tribute Turner

dated back to the 17th century.

The lap joints on the back gave it away.

It's worth a small fortune. They were very grateful.

Genius. Nice one, Boss.

[Conversations continue]

And all that stuff with my mum...

I do appreciate what I've got.

I don't want you to think I'm, like, some sort of spoiled brat.

Not spoiled, Malik.

Just really ungrateful.

[Chuckles]

But nothing that buying me a bag of fish and chips

- won't sort out. - [Chuckles]

No, seriously. It's... It's your show.

Yeah.

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Laying out the ghost to rest ♪

♪ Freein' up my mind

♪ Take your pain and sorrow

♪ And leave it all behind

♪ From the moment you fall

♪ I control it all

[Electric guitar solo]

♪ I control it all

♪ I control it all

♪ From the moment you fall

♪ I control it all

[Electric guitar solo]