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Have a great time. Thank you so much. Thank you.

Well, that's the Acropolis tour sold out.

Hey, I've heard it "Ouzos" with charm.

I've got pre-booked tickets for the museum excursion

under the name Janice Evans. Evans.

Yeah. Just the two tickets, was it?

Yes, that's right.

It's only me now, though.

I'm travelling alone. Aw.

Have you seen Kate around?

Last time I seen her, she was on the top deck.

Thank you, Colin. Colin.

My artefact lecture later today,

could we make sure there's a table for book signings?

I'll diddly do my best for you, Mr Bately.

Lawrence-Bately. It's double-barrelled.

What are the latest figures for my talk?

Are we full to the rafters?

Ooh, artefacts of the ancient world.

5pm. No, still got bags of room.

Well, no doubt there'll be a late surge of bookings

after my museum tour.

Will you get to see the Crest of Aphrodite?

You certainly shall.

Blessed by the goddess herself.

Legend has it that holding the crest connects you to your one true love.

Yes, please.

Did you hear about the olive that set up a business?

She wanted to branch out.

Good for her.

So, how do you fancy a little walk around Athens when we dock?

See the sights, grab a coffee somewhere?

No, thank you. I'm busy.

Well, I know that tone. What have I done now?

This might surprise you, Jack, but not everything's about you.

I'm needed on the bridge. When are you not?

Mate, she is in one foul mood.

Are you surprised when she saw you giving Cassie mouth to mouth?

What? No, Jamil, I... Don't deny it, Jack.

It's the talk of the ship.

Is no-one off limits to you?

I really thought we were friends.

♪ I'm going on an adventure

♪ And I got a feeling The sun don't shine

♪ Shine, the sun don't shine

♪ I'm in love with the ocean

♪ And I got a feeling I'm sailing tonight

♪ Tonight, I'm sailing tonight

♪ It's because of you

♪ Your love is an ember

♪ I'm going on an adventure With you on my mind

♪ I'm going on an adventure

♪ With you on my mind. ♪

Kate, I know you're angry, but can we have a chat in private?

There's nothing to talk about.

Look, I don't know what you've heard about this thing with Cassie, but...

she was really upset and she kissed me by mistake.

I didn't kiss her. Come on, Jack.

I wasn't born yesterday.

You don't believe me? Pardon me, Jack.

But Kate and I have an appointment with the culture of ancient Athens.

You're going to the museum together?

Do you really think you're in a position to comment

on what I do and who with?

You can keep yourself busy by making moves on another of my exes.

Kate...

Take the hint. She doesn't wanna hear it.

Nor does anyone else.

Cheers, Frankie

Dear. Somebody been a bit naughty?

Sorry. Janice, wasn't it?

Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

I watched the show last night. What a voice! I'm a big fan.

Thank you. I think you're my only fan.

I overheard. But worry not.

I'm sure it'll pass. The heart finds a way.

I need to find my way onto that museum tour.

Well, I do still have a spare ticket, if you'd like it.

See, me and my husband, Bertie, we... we booked this all last year.

And... I'm afraid he's passed now, so...

I'm so sorry for your loss. Bless you.

If you think you can put up with all my twittering on,

it's yours, love.

Come on, love.

'Gods, goddesses and humble humans,

'we have now docked in the City of the Violet Crown, Athens.

'See the ancient architecture 'or grab a "Plato" food.

'Disembarking on deck four.'

Welcome to the Museum of Ancient Culture.

Dr Melissa Makris, the curator.

It is my delight to share our collections with you.

Goedemorgen, Melissa.

I am Staff Captain Piers de Vreese,

and this is our brilliant first officer, Kate Woods.

I believe you have a model trireme on display.

Indeed they do.

I shall take great pleasure in pointing it out.

Hugo Lawrence-Bately,

artefact expert and visiting ship lecturer.

And I'm Jack, one of the lead performers on the ship.

Delightful.

So you will be serenading our Socrates statue, then.

I just can't wait to see the Archimedes odometer.

Everybody talks about his Eureka bath,

but I find his pebble dropping, well, profound.

Quite the enthusiast. I hope I can keep up.

Follow me.

This is all a bit too cultured for me, love.

My Bertie would have been giddy as a kipper, mind.

The smiling expression suggests

that she was created during the Archaic period.

You'd think they'd put something on her.

She looks a bit nippy.

This reminds me of our mini-break to Crete.

Classic Jack. Look at him.

Thinks he can charm his way out of anything.

If I forgave him now, I'd look like a right fool,

wouldn't I?

I'm not sure I'm the best person... I'm an idiot.

I'm an idiot.

I've fallen for a guy who doesn't have a clue what he wants.

Not fallen. I didn't mean fallen. I just meant...

You know what? He can do what he likes.

I don't care.

And on we go to the next exhibit.

Still so much to see.

And now... the moment we've all been waiting for,

la piece de resistance.

Behold the Crest of Aphrodite.

Over 2,500 years old.

A true treasure of the ancient world.

And a fitting end to our tour.

Stay as long as you wish.

I'll fetch some feedback forms,

and any donations are greatly appreciated.

Right, love. Quick, before he kicks off again.

Come on, let's do a runner.

Who needs the secret to true love

when you can buy a good replica for 10 euros, hey?

Love. Do you want one of these? I'm good, thanks.

Well, it's no problem.

Can buy the whole shop, if you want it.

Got fridge magnets from everywhere we went together, me and Bertie.

Do you mind if I give you my two penn'orth

about you and your lady friend back there?

Why not? Everyone else has.

You young'uns, you think you've got all the time in the world.

But trust me, love, it goes past so fast.

And if she's your person, hold her tight, don't let her go.

Cos you don't want to get to my age with regret.

Right. Have you seen any tea towels?

No.

Aphrodite bestowed the crest on one of her mortal sons.

How many mortal sons were there?

Well, that is a source of great debate.

Er, stay calm, everybody. Remain where you are, please.

Janice, watch your step. Thanks, love.

I'm so sorry. Are y...?

It's you.

The crest's gone.

I'll alert security. Lock down the museum.

We need to search everyone. Yeah.

Hello?

Head trauma caused by the impact of the fall.

That's a pretty deep cut on his hand.

Could there have been a struggle? Nice spot.

The mains-electricity kill switch is over here.

Could be why all the lights went out.

So, the killer enters, attacks the security guard,

shuts the power, back down the stairs,

grabs the crest, slips out in the commotion.

Back through the main foyer. Would have seen them leave, surely.

Not necessarily. Look, there's a second staircase.

Leads from the main exhibition hall down to the basement car park.

They thought this through.

I think the police are here.

What are you doing?

No... Christos!

'A reminder to any passengers

wishing to take advantage...'

Let me grab those.

I cleared the studio. Thanks.

Look, I know people are talking about Jack and I,

but it was a stupid mistake.

I felt rubbish about myself,

and I thought kissing him might make me feel better.

Did it? No, course not.

And I shouldn't have dragged him into it.

He's a good guy, Jamil.

Please don't let this affect your friendship.

He really does think the world of you.

And before you say it, I know I need to speak to Kate, and I will.

She's just slightly terrifying at the best of times.

Definitely.

Come on, I'll help you.

Thanks.

Doctor Makris.

My apologies.

I seem to have mislaid my glasses. Come in.

The police are searching the rest of the tour group,

and then we'll be off.

Another stolen exhibit and more tour refunds.

That's the final nail in the coffin for me.

Why, is the museum short on cash?

It's been struggling for years.

Constant cutbacks.

So are they making you redundant?

Ha, I wish.

At least then I'd get a pay-out.

The board want me gone in the cheapest way possible.

This job is the one thing I truly love.

And I can't lose it. I can't.

I'm sure with your charm, you could reason with them.

I doubt it.

They're likely terminating my contract as we speak.

I imagine they're a little bit preoccupied

on account of one of the employees being murdered.

Of course.

Erm, I should really follow up with the police. Excuse me.

I'll be back shortly.

Charmed by her, are you?

You heard.

Folk are saying there's been a murder. Has there?

Nothing is confirmed.

Let's just allow the police to do their job.

Nikos, did you know Christos well?

I've spoken to the police.

I don't have to tell you anything. I have nothing to do with this!

I never said you did. I only... I saw nothing.

I was outside having a cigarette when the lights went out.

Are you done? I need to hand over the internal CCTV.

All right, everybody, you're clear to return to the ship.

Thank you. Absolutely ridiculous.

Everything all right?

No. Everything is absolutely not all right.

They've closed the gift shop.

I wanted a pin badge as a memento.

I get one everywhere I go. It's part of my brand.

Well, I bet they're selling them online.

You could order one when you're back on the ship.

Ha!

Stay with him, if you want. But, Piers, it's not about that.

I might have an insight into the murder.

It's OK. I'll take care of the passengers.

Thank you.

I've got some more information from the police.

Apparently, they get quite a lot of thefts,

mainly paper records of exhibits, easy pickings.

They think the crest could be halfway to Corinth by now.

What are you looking at? That camera.

Whoever did this knew that the mains-electric kill switch

was inside the security office

and how to get there without being detected by the CCTV.

This is definitely an inside job.

Who was in the vicinity of the crest when the lights went out?

Well, almost everyone. The tour was over.

Thanks, Jamil.

You're the best.

Just doing my job.

What about Melissa?

Well, she stands to lose more than she gains, surely.

Not according to the breaking news.

Didn't you hear?

The Crest of Aphrodite,

which was on display at the Mouseio Archaiou Politismou,

was insured for 5 million euros.

Five mill?

I mean, that's enough motive for anyone.

Not that she would see any of it.

Unless she was in cahoots with the board.

What about Nikos, the other security guard?

He was taking a cigarette break in the smoking area

conveniently near the back staircase.

He'd know the CCTV blind spots like the back of his hand.

It's opportunity.

And he was really cagey with me earlier.

He's definitely up to something. We need to speak to him again, Kate.

All right. Fine. I'll come, but only to get answers.

You talk to me about anything else, and I will leave.

First, I want to learn a little bit more about the crest.

I'll meet you at disembark.

Fine.

Right, that's done.

Jamil...

I know how you feel about Cassie, and I want to apologise.

No, she explained everything.

It's not great for my ego, but hey-ho.

I never want anything or anyone to come between our friendship.

It won't.

Dream team.

Speaking of, has Kate forgiven you?

What do you think?

I've tried to set the record straight,

but she's convinced I'm lying.

She'll come round. I have faith.

- Happy reading. - Thank you.

Mr Lawrence-Bately,

can I ask how much the crest might be worth on the open market?

Difficult to say.

Not my area of expertise.

But on a good day, I'd say upwards of a million.

Though the mythology is very compelling,

which adds significantly to the value. Wow.

If you're interested, you should read my latest book.

Here on the house.

That's four confirmed now, Mr Bately.

Thank you.

I thought you didn't like history.

No. No, no.

I can't make head nor tail of it.

Give me business analysis, and I'm as happy as a pig in sugar.

History, no, no.

It was more my Bertie's domain.

It's all Greek to me.

For the good sir.

You should come to my talk.

You'll find it most enlightening.

Sorry, I've got a sound check,

but I'll have a read of it later for sure.

Have you heard any news about what happened

to that poor man at the museum?

Not yet, but we're doing all we can. I should hope so.

Shocking how lax the security is given the value of their collection.

Melissa, I'm sorry to bother you.

There are some things about the murder that don't quite add up.

Can we check some details with you?

I'm afraid the police won't allow access to the crime scene.

I was actually hoping to speak with Nikos.

Is he still around? I'm not sure. I think he went home.

Just out of interest, if the crest was so valuable,

why wasn't it locked up inside of a glass case?

It was agreed

that it would attract more footfall out in the open.

Obviously, I couldn't predict this would happen.

Nikos is right there. Yes, I...

Excuse my absent mind.

The board are deciding my fate. That could be them now.

Hello? Yes. Of course.

No, it's fine. I can talk now.

Nikos, can we have a chat?

Why?

We have a few questions about your colleague, Christos.

He shouldn't have been there.

What do you mean?

His shift finished at 11, an hour before.

He does nights, we have breakfast together,

then he leaves.

He should have been at home.

So what was he doing inside the office?

He had forgotten the gift for his wife.

I told him I would drop it after my shift,

but he must have come back to get it.

He never should have.

He was a good man.

How long have you two known each other?

Only a year.

I started here when my business closed.

I was miserable.

But Christos... made me smile.

I let him down.

If I hadn't...

No. Sorry.

I need to go home.

This has clearly shaken him up.

What did he mean about letting Christos down?

He knows more than he's letting on.

The police are sweeping the perimeter

to find out who pushed the vase, but no luck yet.

Surely it was just an accident. Erm, a cleaner, maybe.

Maybe.

Can we check which staff are still here?

Do you have a clocking-in system?

I handed all the shift orders and IDs to the police already.

Can you send over digital copies, just so we can rule people out?

Sure. Just stay here and finish your coffee.

Hey. Hey.

Erm... thank you for what you did back there.

It's fine. Erm, it's just quick reactions.

Erm, I spoke to the police.

This wasn't an accident.

Somebody clearly doesn't want us hanging round.

Right.

Hugo Lawrence-Bately.

For the bedding only.

Do you think I give a monkeys?

You pay up, or there'll be bother.

I am not messing about this time.

So you'll think on. Goodbye!

No cleaning today.

Do not disturb.

It's Jamil.

Hey, Jamil. What's going on? 'Jack?'

Kate's with me. You're on loudspeaker.

'Hi, Jamil.'

Er, my good, kind-hearted, loyal friend.

'I think there's something off with that history man, Hugo.'

I overheard him in his cabin, and...

he was talking in this funny accent. Like...

"You think I give a monkeys?"

Is that Geordie?

Er, Frankie said he was from Bolton.

'I had her look into him for me, and he's got previous for theft.

'Bolton department store, 2008.'

Great thinking, mate. I like it.

'Well, I learned from the best.'

'Jamil, if you get a chance, can you sweep his cabin?

'Look for something that might tie him to this.'

Yes. Yes. Anything for you, my trusted friend.

Thanks, Jamil. Legend.

Hugo had nothing to do with that vase.

He hasn't left the ship since this morning.

But we're assuming the person who did also killed Christos

and stole the crest.

Hang on a minute. Am I reading that right?

This is from a column called Relics Revived by our man Hugo.

"Top ten tips for finding hidden gems."

I mean, most of it's self-congratulatory waffle, but...

..look at number seven.

"Visit local antique shops."

Hold on.

That's Nikos.

His failed business was an antique shop.

Pepi's Antiques.

They must have been working together.

'A reminder to all guests

'that this evening's performance of The Magic Of The Musicals

'will begin at 7pm in Le Grand Theatre.'

Nothing.

He's so tidy.

Still nothing.

Ha.

Bernice50@TLK2U.com.

Retrieve the crest at 12:05.

You'll get your money when the handover is complete.

Here we go.

Perfect.

What the hell are you doing?

I just think we need to do something.

How did you find me? Company records.

Why didn't you tell us you used to own an antique shop?

I didn't think it was relevant.

I'm sure you had many customers

who'd want to buy an ancient Greek relic.

I sold furniture, not stolen goods.

Until you got into debt

and people started to chase you for money.

We know that you filed for bankruptcy.

Steal the crest, sell it to an old buyer and make a fortune.

But Christos got in the way, didn't he? No!

I didn't kill him.

I told you...

..I was on my break.

He was my friend.

Your break was scheduled for 10:30.

So why did you leave the security desk?

I... can't say.

I think you were desperate for cash,

so you took a bribe from your old friend, Mr Lawrence-Bately.

Who? You know who we're talking about.

Hugo, the tour guide.

He took a picture of you outside your shop.

I had many customers back then.

Come on, Nikos.

I don't know anything. Go away!

We just want the truth, Nikos.

For Christos. Leave me alone!

OK.

Nikos definitely knows something, but the poor man's scared.

If we keep pushing him, he'll break.

OK, let's think about this.

Hugo is definitely involved. 100%.

And that email Jamil sent, who is Bernice50?

Lawrence-Bately, Greco antiquity specialist

and regular Relics Revived columnist,

presents his latest award-winning title, How To Spot A Fake.

I didn't know you were a fan. I'm not.

He gave me a freebie earlier. You can have it, if you like.

No, I don't do posh pensioners that take ten hours

to explain something that I could read in ten minutes online.

He signed it, too.

Could fetch at least a fiver at auction.

Look.

Of course.

What? What is it?

Look who wrote the foreword.

Melissa.

So the police have gone, then?

Gosh. I didn't see you there.

You've not had any clarity since this morning, have you?

Did you break your glasses in the security office

whilst your partner in crime grabbed the crest?

Listen...

You knew you were on your way out,

so you planned this heist as your redundancy package.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I wasn't even in the exhibit hall. No, but Mr Lawrence-Bately was.

What? I only met the man today.

Really?

Why, then, did you write the foreword for his latest book?

"This man's insight is a must-read for all those

"with a passion for the past.

"Dr Makris, PhD."

He said all I had to do was cut the power

and he'd take care of the rest.

Nikos wouldn't take a payoff,

but he couldn't risk losing his job, so he agreed to make himself scarce.

But I didn't expect Christos to come back.

'His shift had already ended.'

What are you doing here? Christos...

'He tried to turn the CCTV back on, so I grabbed him.

'In the struggle, he fell.'

'I should have helped him. But it was time to kill the power.'

When we returned,

you were the only person that we told our suspicions to.

You were worried that Nikos'd tell us what you'd you've done.

So you panicked and pushed the vase.

'No, I was trying to hear what you were saying.

'It was an accident.'

I never meant for this to happen.

I got carried away thinking I could punish the board

for making me feel so damn invisible.

I was foolish.

I'm not in charge. It was Hugo's plan.

He knows the truth.

Well, it's almost five,

and we know exactly where Hugo's going to be.

Welcome, all, to a deep-dive lecture

on the wonders of the ancient world with me, Hugo Lawrence-Bately.

That's enough, Hugo.

We know you stole the crest.

How dare you!

How dare you defame me in front of my public?

We can go somewhere quieter, if you like.

I can assure you, I know nothing of this preposterous charade.

I'm calling my lawyer. Thank you, Colin.

Who paid you to steal the crest?

We know you know Melissa, and we know about the email.

And lose the accent.

I got an email.

£100,000 and a cash deposit.

I did what I was told to raise funds for my next book.

It's called... No-one cares.

I need to escort you to your cabin. The police are on their way.

Frankie told us she searched his cabin.

The crest wasn't there,

and the police searched him at the museum.

It has to be there.

Where would he hide something in a hurry that only he could find?

In plain sight.

No "authorised replica" sticker.

Kate?

This is a genuine ancient Greek relic.

I bet it was supposed to be picked up sooner.

But the shop was closed because Christos had been murdered,

meaning the plan went to pot.

Let's lure out the mastermind. Colin gave me Hugo's phone.

I'll email Bernice.

"New plan."

"Collect the crest at 6pm.

"Same location. HLB."

Send.

Now we wait.

You believe the legend is real?

What, an old relic with magical love powers?

I don't think so.

Janice?

Hello, love. I was just... Looking for something.

No, no.

I were just returning a tea towel.

It's got a bit of a stain on it, you know.

So you're not Bernice50?

Erm... Bernice - Bertie and Janice?

You played the sweet widow and set me up as your alibi

all because you wanted to get your hands on the crest.

Just let me touch it, please, love.

Aphrodite's blessing.

Holding the crest connects you to your one true love.

You planned all of this to try and reach your late husband.

I miss him...

..my Bertie.

I would do anything for one more chance to feel his love again.

And if you knew how much it hurt to lose your number one...

..you would do anything to ease that pain, too.

An innocent man died today.

Yeah, well... I didn't mean for that to happen.

Poor lad.

You can't put this on me.

It is on you.

You hired Hugo. He cut Melissa in.

She threatened Nikos and killed Christos.

His blood is on your hands... along with everyone else's.

We'll make sure the police know the WHOLE story.

Have a good day, OK? Yeah.

Cassie, is Jamil around? I owe him a soft drink.

He might need a bit more than that.

He got caught rooting around in a passenger's cabin.

Now he's getting a right roasting from Marlowe.

What? Right now? I gotta go.

Kate... I've been meaning to speak to you about the Jack thing.

I just... I didn't know what to say.

Just tell me straight what happened.

I was upset about Piers, and he was comforting me.

I read the signals wrong and stupidly made a pass at him.

I swear it was all me. He definitely didn't put it on you?

He wasn't interested. Shot it down.

He said he only had eyes for you.

Don't let him go. Not over this.

I'm disappointed, Jamil.

A passenger has accused you of theft.

I would never steal anything, sir.

Still, you were caught rifling in his belongings.

We've only got his word for it. A convicted liar and a thief.

Jamil is a credit to the ship, sir.

But this is a sackable offence.

I can't let you do this. Mr Grayling.

In case you've forgotten, I'm in charge of this ship.

I asked Jamil to search the cabin.

He won't admit it because he's a loyal crew member...

..and a very good friend.

It seems we've found the real schuldige.

Is this true?

Mr Lawrence-Bately is a criminal.

He's been arrested. Yes, you got lucky.

But you didn't know that at the time.

I mean, your gut instinct doesn't give you the right to take the law

into your own hands

or to breach the contract we have with our passengers.

I'm sorry, Captain.

But I stand by what I did.

So if anyone's getting their marching orders...

it should be me.

Noted, Mr Grayling.

All of you, out. Your actions will have consequences.

Er... Thank you, Jack.

Well, your ship is well and truly sailed.

You couldn't just walk away or leave it, could you?

You think you're better than me.

I AM better than you.

And hopefully now, Kate will see that you are all show, no substance.

Don't test me, Piers.

What are you gonna do, sing at me?

All right, that's enough. This is the last thing we all need.

Come on, Jack. He's not worth it.

Is there a problem?

Hey.

Hey.

I heard about what happened with Marlowe.

How are you feeling?

I don't know.

Guess we just have to wait and see.

If my time is up on this ship, Kate...

..I need to say I'm sorry,

that I never meant to hurt you. Shh.

I know what happened.

I spoke to Cassie.

What is it with us?

One minute, we're friends, the next, we're not.

Then maybe something more.

Just never seems to be a right time, does it?

I don't know, Jack.

Maybe we just need to accept that...

..me and you might never happen.

♪ Don't leave me this way... ♪

You know this. Come on.

♪ I can't survive

♪ I can't Stay alive... ♪

Nice. ♪ Without your love

♪ Don't leave me this way. ♪

♪ Baby, my heart is full of love

♪ And desire for you

♪ Now come on, girl Just do what you gotta do

♪ You started this fire Down in my soul

♪ Now can't you see it's burning Out of control

♪ So come on, girl And satisfy the need in me

♪ Cos only your good lovin'

♪ Can set me free

♪ Don't leave me this way

♪ I can't survive

♪ I can't stay alive

♪ Without your love

♪ baby

♪ Don't leave me this way

♪ I can't exist

♪ I'll surely miss

♪ Your tender kiss

♪ Don't leave me this way

♪ Don't, don't leave me this way

♪ Hey

♪ Now don't you understand?

♪ I'm at your command

♪ baby, please

♪ Please don't leave me this way

♪ Baby, my heart is full of love

♪ And desire for you

♪ Now come on, girl Just do what you gotta do

♪ You started this fire Down in my soul

♪ Now can't you see it's burning Out of control

♪ So come on, girl And satisfy the need in me

♪ Cos only your good lovin'

♪ Can set me free

♪ Can set me free, ♪

♪ Yeah-yeah. ♪

♪ So don't leave me This way. ♪

I like you, Jack.

A lot.

You know, that's the first time you've ever told me.

Well, who knows if the Crest of Aphrodite myth

is true or not, but...

..I'd love to give us a chance.

Marlowe's ready to see you now.

Come.

Mr Grayling, have a seat.

I've made a decision.