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How's it going? Trying to track down
Penny Harris's lover.

And Harry?

Don't know.

You're looking at me in that way,
Leo. And what way's that?

The "I know but I'm not telling"
way. Well, I'm worried about you.

It's just a difficult case.
Professionally or personally?

Look. I don't want to interfere.

You're both adults,
technically at least.

I just want to make sure
you're all right.

I gather there's some history
with this girl?

Yeah.
Poor Harry.

No contest.

PHONE BLEEPS

KNOCKS ON DOOR

Stephanie!

Before you fire me,
I thought you should see these.

I looked at the shots
on the Internet in more detail.
They're pretty convincing.

Rough and grainy.
They even have scales.

Then I looked at my own shots and
realised that they weren't the same.

In fact, none of them matched any of
these. Their angles are different.

Are you sure? Wait a minute.

These are off the Internet... Yeah.

And these are yours.

You're right. There's a much higher
concentration of blood in these two.

These photos were taken
before Jimmy had stopped bleeding.

In other words, before you'd arrived
at the scene. Thank you.
Thank you very much(!)

Photographers.

They have this attitude.
Just as well!

So what do you think?
Whoever took these wanted to tell
the world about Jimmy's death.

They were prepared to fake evidence
to achieve that end. All I know is

we have Jewell's fingerprints
on the handgun.

Hello?

Can I help?

Oh. Harry C!

Hiya.

I wanted to say hello at the inquest.
But I-I...

I know.

Edward told me you were helping
on the case. No, I'm not directly
involved. I just wanted to see you.

Here - coals to Newcastle.

They're lovely.

Gosh, you look just the same.

Really? Minus that terrible scarf
you always used to wear. Yes!

Come in. Are you sure?
It would cheer me up.

Sorry to keep you. Take a seat.

As you know things are
a little frantic at the moment.

Is the paint in the foyer the work
of disgruntled shareholders?

A childish attempt to sabotage
a legitimate business deal.

I can never get my girls to eat
your chocolate. They like chocolate
with no chocolate in it.

What's the line...?

"Better choco-late than never."
HE CHUCKLES

You wanted to speak to me
about something important.

I'm sorry. Yes.

Do you recognise this young man?

No.

Who is he? We think he and Penny
might have been having an affair.

Is this your phone number?

Yup. It's my mobile. Found it in the
flat where this young man was
staying. Calls himself Simon.

Have you had any calls
from someone of that name? Nope.

He appeared to have a file on you -
about the sale of your company.
Clippings and such like.

I don't know. He could be
a disgruntled shareholder.

There's enough of them at the moment.
Looks young to be a shareholder.

Well.

Thank you for your time.

They're both very beautiful women.
You can see they were
mother and daughter.

CROCKERY CLINKS

Thank you for coming down.
In person I mean. I appreciate it.

It was a present from Max for my
50th. He's been a little flattering.

No, no, it's... It's you.

Ah, Harry! Still the charmer.

Max has done well, hasn't he,
with the company being bought out?

I think it's all been put
into perspective this week. Mmm.

Does it feel strange being back here
after all this time?

Yeah.

How is your colleague getting on?

Pretty girl.

Is she making any progress with
the case? I'm not directly involved.

But they think Penny was having
an affair.

And the man she was seeing might
have something to do with it.
Don't know.

Would you like to stay for dinner?

Max is held up in town
with this takeover business.
I could do with company.

That would be kind.

I'd be careful with that.

Frank...

I want you to hold the gun. Try and
put your fingers where the dots are.

OK?

Now shoot me.

See? Not even a double-jointed man
could hold it AND pull the trigger,
the way those print placements are.

Geoffrey did the prints,
and he's as thorough as an ant.
An Ant! I'm sure he is.

But I want you to check the print
placement. I need a Rembrandt
on this rather than a Renoir.

You were the only decent boyfriend
she ever had. Thanks. You were
so much more suited than Edward.

Oh, Edward's got his good points
but he is such a bore.

Oh, come on. He gave her stability.
I think that was the trouble.

You think that's why she was
unfaithful? Well, I'll just say
I wouldn't have blamed her.

She had no judgement
when it came to men. You apart.

You confounded my expectations.

I know things ended badly
between you and Penny,

but I never held that against you.

I didn't handle it very well,
I'm afraid. You don't have to blame
yourself. She was...

unwell.

And you were very young.

I thought she was just a wild child.
I never thought she was ill.

You don't have to apologise, Harry.

Do you think having children herself
might have helped?

I think some people aren't meant
to have children.

Mercifully, she and Edward were
unable to.

Anyway.

It's never going to happen now.

No.

What about you? You ever think of
settling down, starting a family?

Married to my work.
You shouldn't leave it too late.

You'd make a good father.

Max Wheaton didn't recognise Simon.

I wondered if Simon was using Penny
to blackmail him. She didn't LOOK
like a woman who was being used.

Papers you wanted, Nikki. Thanks.
..Tox report on Penny Harris.

Her plasma concentration of
Dosulepin was 1.2mg per litre.

A normal therapeutic concentration
is 0.3mg. Serious toxicity,
there's your cause of death.

Isn't that what you assumed?
Yes, but I only found three tablets
of Dosulepin in her stomach -

not nearly enough for this result.
So? It suggests that more Dosulepin
was present but in powder form.

Crushed up. Why would she do that?

Maybe someone else crushed them up.

And poisoned her.

Leo. You were right
about the print placement.

They show tremendous amounts of
skill! Quite a work of art, really.

I found microscopic traces of silicon
on the prints... All right, here's
what I do. Can I have your mug?

Now your prints are all over this,

so I dust and lift your prints
from the mug like normal. Now,

if we were in a darkroom,
I would attach this print to
a standard piece of wide-format film.

Then I'd take a photo of a bright
light. Remove the film, develop,

fix it, hold it under a sunlamp for a
minute or two, and ridges stand up.

You've lost me.

I'd place the print in a dish
and pour in silicon.

And when it's dried?

Here's one I prepared earlier.

It's like a stamp!

So somebody lifted Jewell's prints
and stuck them on the gun...
after Jimmy was dead.

Back to square one.

Sorry to have kept you.

So do you own most
of Jimmy's work?

I started with
his graduation piece.

He got some guests to chew a book
he'd taken out of the library and
spit the mixture into a jar

and then he distilled
the chewed pages

and put the bottle
back in the library.

The Digested Book, he called it.

Genius.

Can't be a Philistine
all your life, Detective.

I'm thinking of moving to Philistine.
I hear the weather's nice there(!)

What about you, Professor? Do you
like new art? I admire the craft,

the practical challenge of releasing
the idea. But if I'm pushed,
I'm more a Caravaggio man.

People in sheets, eating fruit.

Leave it in the museums.

This was where Jimmy's final work
was going to rest.

Before you ruined it.

So what can I do for you? The case
on Jimmy has opened up again.

Fingerprints on the gun that killed
him were faked.

It's likely Jimmy was murdered.

The jacket you were wearing when you
found him, has it been cleaned? Why?

We'll need to take it...
check it for gunshot residue.

Which means if you fired the gun,
we'll know about it.

There's nothing here that shows
any lacing of a drink.

And it was her who bought the wine.

Even if he did do it he couldn't
have done it here. It was too early.

She'd have passed out an hour or so
later, not in the evening. We need
to find Simon. Any luck with him?

Still doing door-to-door. We know
which college he's hanging around but
he clearly doesn't want to be found.

Harry? Yes.

The tox report on William Mackie?
Yes It looks like routine
post-mortem distribution.

I'll deal with it soon. Soon might
not be good enough for the family.

They've been waiting to three days
to bury him. I'll do it now. I just
have to tell Nikki something.

Listen...I know things haven't been
easy for you but it would be good
to have the old Harry back.

I'll look at the report, Leo.

Harry, I've got Penny's tox...
Have you sent in your final report?
No. Good. She didn't have a child.

She had a parous... She can't have.
I've spoken to her husband of twelve
years who said she never had a child

Her mother said she never had a
child. No-one knows about any child.
Harry, I did the PM. Then check it.

What? You have. I don't have to.
I've already done it. I can't. Why
the hell should I? I have to know.

It was a parous os, Harry!
Just do it! You might be right, but
just do it as a favour. Just do it!

Reviewing the neck of the womb at
the present time. Confirmed it was
a parous os. She has given birth.

Now that I have your full attention,
you may want to know that her tox
report shows a massive overdose

of Dosulepin, mostly from pills
finely crushed - indicating that she
may have been deliberately poisoned.

Bit bold isn't it,
just wandering in and delivering it?
Apparently he looked like a courier.

Wait till you see what's on it.

Can't get used to phones
that shoot movies.

'I'd like to think that I've produced
a body of work to be proud of...

'that will stand the test of time.'

Dream on(!)

'This is a fitting end.'

'It will complete the work.
And it will complete MY work.

'Great art will live on.'

GUNSHOT

Oh, my God...

Think it's him holding the camera?

Looks like it. So it is suicide.

Yep.

But someone still had to pick it up,
clean it and send it...

There's something still...

I want you to pull it apart
frame by frame. Right.

I'm sorry I made you do that, Nikki.
Don't be.

Sometimes you need to be angry
to see things as they really are.

It made me realise something.

What?

They're not having an affair.

That's not passion.
There's nothing sexual in it.

Don't you agree?

It's more like affection.

Especially from her.

She looks old enough
to be his mother.

He could be 18.

It's possible.

I have to find him.

Hello?

Do you...?

THEY MURMUR

Excuse me. Do you recognise...?

Excuse me, girls...

No, sorry.

Definitely no.

No, sorry.

Excuse me mate.
Do you recognise this bloke?

No?

Excuse me guys. Do you recognise
this bloke in this picture...

whoever he is? No, sorry.

Damn it!

Can I help you?

Yeah. Do you know the guy
who lives there?

CONVERSATION MUTED

POP MUSIC PLAYS INDOORS

Hello.

Here. Oh, cheers.

You're Simon? Who are you?
My name's Harry Cunningham.

Are you a lecturer?
No, I'm a friend of Penny Harris...

your mother.

My mother is dead. I know.
I'm trying to find out why she died.

You police? No, I'm... Look, can we
talk somewhere more private?

Yeah...

Your mother's body was brought
to the lab where I work.
So what do you want with me?

You were seen with her on the day
she died. You were the last person
to see her. I don't think so. Um...

What do you know about it?

Simon, what do you know?

She went to see Max, her stepfather
at his palace in Surrey.

Max?

..It's not about the money.

It's about family.

I'm going now. But what if he says
no? Then I shall insist.

'She went to ask him for money.
From the business. Money...'

..for me.

She felt that he owed me something.

Why? She said it was all Max's fault
that I was given up for adoption.

I wanted to go with her. But
she said it was too soon for that.
I was only just getting to know her.

You should talk to the police. Why?

Because they think your mother was
murdered. Murdered?!

The bastard.

What d'you mean?

Simon, I know this is messy.

But you can help.
You can help yourself.

If you talk to people.

Don't run away.

Call the p... Call this number.

Call this number... Ask for
Detective Chief Inspector Ambrose.

Or come and see me at that address.

You do that, please?

For your mother's sake?

What about your father?

What?

Did you ever find out
who your father was?

No. His name wasn't on the register.

But...I don't CARE who my father is.

He didn't want to know me,
I don't want to know him.

Wheaton! I know what you've done -
what happened to my mother.

'I'm coming for you.'

Oh, Hi, Daisy, is Harry in yet?
I haven't seen him. Sorry.

'Great art will live on.'

Nice work, Henry.
It's as good as I could get it.

Play it again, will you?

There. Play it again from
when Jimmy climbs up the ladder.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Stop...

There's some kind of reflection
in the side of the tank.

I can zoom in.

Someone is THERE, in the room at the
time Jimmy died. That's who he looks
at just before he pulls the trigger.

The other thing is
that the video file is time-stamped.
Now, this was taken at 9:30pm.

So he's slipped up.
But the answer-machine message
was confirmed at 3am.

Only the answerphone message was
faked. Possibly.

By a person with the skill to edit
videos, to fake crime scene photos,

to clean up and manufacture
fingerprints. We only know
who could do all that. Eggie Owen.

But he's got an alibi. An alibi based
on what? A message that could've
been faked in any number of ways,

like everything else. Jimmy could've
been dead longer than we thought.

Long enough for Eggie Owen to have
been there before setting off for
Brighton. Why? Let's go and ask him.

GUNSHOT
BIRDS FLUTTER

I concede it's not a great likeness.

No. But you've included us. You're
an important part of the work.

Why don't I feel flattered(?) You
should do. You coming to arrest me
is the job finished. Almost.

So...all this was your idea?

Everything Jimmy did was my idea.

Including killing himself? For this?

I didn't make him do it.

But you suggested it. Encouraged it.
We did talk about it, yeah.

The films, the messages, the prints,
SOCO shots? All part of the work.

Criminal work.

Maybe. But some criminality was
necessary for the idea to become a
reality. You could've stopped him!

I mean... You were there
when he died. You LET him die.

He shot himself.

He didn't die from the gunshot.
He drowned.

You must have WATCHED him drown.

It WAS odd, because part of me
wanted to pull him out.

But the other part of me kept
thinking about the work,

about how Jimmy said an artist
should be prepared to die for his
work. It's what he would've wanted.

It's what YOU wanted. People will
talk about this. It'll be
remembered. It'll be remembered

as just another desperate stunt to
get noticed. Time will tell.

You watch. Those guys'll write their
story. Others will want to know.
You can't stop art from happening.

It's happening right now. Here.

Can't see it.

Takes a little imagination. You have
to picture it. Oh, I got a picture.

In this picture you're sitting in
a cell, and no-one knows who you are.

You can put me in a cell -
the art's out there now. No work
of art is worth a man's life!

Jimmy would've disagreed with that.
He took his art very seriously.
He put his all into it. Yes.

Yes, he did. And for that
he should be remembered.

But what about you? What about me?

You weren't prepared to put YOUR
life into your work, were you?
I don't know

how people will remember you, Mr
Owen. I'll remember you as someone

who was prepared to let a friend and
colleague take the bullet. I'm not
sure I'd want that on my headstone.

SONGBIRDS TWITTER

We have an IC1. Male, twenties.

It's a G5 in suspicious
circumstances. There's a firearm
present. I need CID and supervision.

Oh, my God!

What...?

Max?

HE SOBS

We found a motorbike in the bushes
down the road. Looks like
he marched straight up the drive.

Dr Alexander, Home Office
pathologist. Morning. Morning.

He checks out the front door,
ducks round the side.

He came in through here.

Max Wheaton called the police
himself. Says he found Simon
like this.

We've taken him in.

Wheaton admits it's his gun, says it
should have been in the gun cabinet

but he goes shooting at weekends and
sometimes leaves it by the back door.

Harry, it's Nikki. Can you call me
as soon as you can?

How long were you out riding?

About two hours.
Along the bridle path on the Downs.

When I returned to the house,
I saw that Max was back from town.

He sometimes works from home.

I saw the police. And then I...

I saw the body.

And Max, his gun...

I don't know what happened.

I don't want to think about it.

OK.

Where is Max now? Your husband is
in custody for questioning.

For how long? It depends.

Oh, Hello. Is Harry C not here?

Harry Cunningham? No.

I suppose this is a bit too personal
for him. You do know that Harry
and my daughter were...very close?

Yes, I do.

..I'm done here.

I found Simon. Harry...
You're right. He is Penny's son.

He wasn't the last to see her
on the day she died. She went
to see Max. Simon is convinced

that Max has something to do with
her death. Simon was shot at the
Wheaton's house this morning. Shot?

Yeah.

Dead?

By who? We don't know.

Max Wheaton's gun was found
at the scene, recently fired.
He says that he found him dead.

Is the body here? Yes.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Ambrose is going to interview Max
Wheaton. Do you want to come along?
Yeah.

Are those your DNA results?

Yeah.

It's strange.

I could've sworn I could...

see something of myself in him.

Part of me is disappointed.

But there we are.

Nice lad.

Shall we go?

I'd just got home. I-I told you.
I came in through the front door.

Anne was out riding.

I walked through the hall into the
kitchen and...

I found him there.
Dead.

It appears, shot with your gun -
with only your prints on it -

a young man we presume was involved
with your daughter.

And who took a great interest in
your business. I didn't shoot him.

He... He what, Mr Wheaton?

He what?

One of the officers at the scene
said when they arrived they found
you holding Simon in your arms.

A strange thing to be doing
with someone you don't know...

someone you'd just shot.

Or was it remorse for killing him?

I didn't kill him.

But it was remorse.

A lifetime of remorse.

Remorse for what?

For pretending that he didn't exist.

For blotting out
the fact that he was...

..my son.

You need to help me out here,
Mr Wheaton When I married Anne,
Penny resented me.

The first few years were very
difficult. But I made a big effort,

I talked to her, I took her to shows
and things. I-I spoilt her, really.

And she warmed to me.

We became close.

Too close.

'I-I'd like to think that for a
second at least, there was something
inside me saying, "Don't do this."

'But if there was a voice,
I certainly wasn't listening to it.'

We said it would be our secret.

But a couple of months later,
she told me she was pregnant.

I told her I...arranged
for her to have an abortion.

But, well, the day she was due
to have it she ran away.

For six months.

And during that time she wrote
to Anne and told her everything.

And what did Anne do?

She was calm.

As always.

She told Penny
that she could have the baby

and that she should come home.

And so she did.

But...Anne went
to the social services

and...she asked

that Simon be given up for adoption.

That winter, Penny had a complete
breakdown

and, well,
that finally convinced them.

Did Simon know you were his father?

When he...

When he first came back
into our lives,

I was panicked.

I knew it would bring
everything back.

'He showed up in a restaurant
one evening!

'I knew who he was.

'I didn't need Penny to tell me.

'And Anne knew too.'

..Excuse me.

'Penny wanted
everything out in the open.

She wanted him to be accepted as part
of the family. The day she came down,
the day she died...she...

She wanted...Simon...

to have some share -
she felt he was owed that.

Did you agree? I did, yeah... But
Anne wanted nothing to do with it.

Penny said that she was
willing to make her story public
if we didn't agree.

Anne said I shouldn't give in to...
to blackmail.

I left at that point.
I had to come back to town.

I couldn't stick around for
another one of their ballistic rows.

So why did Simon think
YOU killed Penny?

I don't think he thought that.

I think he held me responsible
in some way,

because of the past.

Because he thought I wanted to cover
things up because of the business,
the reputation.

So you lied to me about not knowing
Simon because you were afraid that
it would cause a scandal? Yes.

But... So you shot him to make sure
there's no scandal?

No.

No, no, no!

I didn't shoot him.

So who else would have
good reason to?

I... I'd like to speak to my lawyer
in private.

Bastard!

How COULD he?!

That sweet girl...

QUIET SOBS
It's not your fault, Harry.

It's not your fault.

You're so good always.

Why are men...?

Women have been known to commit
the odd sin.

Yeah, you have, haven't you?

I've got to go. Where?

Analyse everything you can think of
from Wheaton's house for Dosulepin.
Call me. Where are you going...?

The body is that of a male
Caucasian, appearance consistent
with being twenty years of age.

He has been identified to me by DCI
Ambrose as Simon Talbot.

We have a shotgun wound at the
juncture of the abdomen and chest.

..He'd have died pretty quickly.

There is no soiling from smoke,
no tattooing. Some separate
pellet-holes around the main wound.

We'll have to test fire the gun to
get the exact range but, depending
on the choke of the barrel,

I'd say he was shot
from about ten feet.

The main wound itself consists of
a ragged hole about 2½cm across...

CAMERA CLICKS

And there is a scalloped margin to
the top edge.

Looks like a very low angle. Could
he have been shot from the hip?
The gun's a 12-bore.

If you fired that from the hip you'd
do yourself serious damage from the
recoil. Bruising from the gun butt,

damaged fingers. Max is supposed to
be an experienced shot. Heat of the
moment? Didn't have time to...?

The police doctor didn't find any
evidence of injuries.
DOOR SLIDES

Sorry... They tested the pestle
and mortar from the Wheatons' house.
Positive for Dosulepin.

Have you seen Harry?

Harry C! Are you on the case now?
Yes, I am on the case now.

Sorry about the mess. They insist
on keeping this tape everywhere.

Can I get you something?

How about a glass of wine?

It's a bit early... Well it's almost
six. Red or white?

Red.

Thanks.

Mmm it's good. D'you think I'm over
the limit? What? Think I'm over the
limit to drive? I doubt it.

Good. I'll have another.

D'you think I'm over the limit now?
Harry, what is this nonsense?
Still unsure? I'd say I was.

Let's make it easier. Say I'm a
woman, I take less, and I'm on
medication. I shouldn't use alcohol.

Would you now stop me driving? Are
you accusing me of letting Penny
drive knowing she was over the limit?

No, I'm accusing you of killing her.
Are you out of your mind?

Wine, a handful of anti-depressants.
What Would you call it? Mother's
Revenge? Don't be ridiculous.

Oh? She slept with your husband, had
a child by him. You engineered his
adoption. He reappears in your life.

Penny suddenly starts talking about
fair shares and being part of the
family. Maybe she even suggested

that he could live here in this
house with YOU. Did she?
My daughter was mentally ill!

You know that better than anyone.
I did her a favour having that child
put up for adoption.

It wasn't my fault that stupid girl
thought Max and that boy could have
a relationship. His name was Simon.

And she wasn't a stupid girl. She
was a very beautiful young woman,
don't you think?

Don't you THINK she was a very
beautiful young woman? OK, let's
look at a picture of her. Oh - you.

You...you...you, you, you.

You, of course. You! It bothered me
last time I was here. You don't have
a single picture of her, do you?

Not ONE. How scared WERE you of her?

The hussy seduced my husband.
"The hussy"?!

Only someone of your vintage uses
words like "hussy".

Do you want to know the last time
I HEARD the word "hussy"?

In Penny's last message to Edward
on the night she died. "I am not
a hussy, whatever they may say."

Why did you do it, Anne?

I just wanted to sedate her.

'She was hysterical.'

Let me have this one thing. Please.

You're not going to deny it
any more.

I'm not going to keep it a secret
for your benefit.

I've seen you like this before, dear.
You're going to have another one
of your episodes. Yes.

It WILL be another episode.

A new chapter.

Penny, where are you going? You
shouldn't... To be something you've
never been to me - a mother.

You wanted her out of your life.

Do you know what I did
when I found out that Max had...

had slept with Penny?

Nothing.

Because for a while I felt nothing.

I couldn't actually hold the thought
in my head that...

..my husband and my daughter had
made me a grandmother.

So I put the thought aside,

tried to live as though nothing had
happened.

Still envied, still admired.

Still wanted.

Is that why you seduced me?

Oh, I don't remember you needed
much seducing.

No.

I did that -
and you weren't the only one -

because it made me feel better.

It stopped me thinking
about Penny and Max.

And I've managed to live like that
all these years.

Until...

Simon.

You're not part of this family.
You never will be.

I don't know why he came back.

But he did.

And it...exposed everything.

It was all Max's fault.

You wanted to make it Max's fault.

Oh, no. Max was the only one.

The only one I ever loved.

What would you have done in my place,

if these things had been done to you?

In another life,
I'd have loved your daughter better.

In another life, you could have put
this in a silver frame.

'I would just like to say
that I accept my guilt

'in misleading the authorities.

'But I believe the work justifies
these minor transgressions.

'I hope that all of you will come
to appreciate the work.

'And I'd like to dedicate it to
Jimmy. Are you saying it was your
work, Mr Owen? All my work, yes.'

TV OFF

All your own work.

Yes, indeed.

Was that the Mackies? It was.
Happy ending? As happy as endings
get here at the morgue.

Where are you off to?

A friend's birthday party.

Does this suit me?

Yes, it does.

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