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This stretch of the river

can be unpredictable
after so much rain.

I suggest we get a move
on before it floods.

Yeah, we could be standing on
what was once the pilgrim route

to Causton Abbey.

Maybe today's the day, Vicar.

I might finally find
the Thomas Becket badge

- to complete my collection.
- That's a rare badge, Jonny.

Let's pray it's
in here somewhere.

The Mudlarks are up
to something at Hollybrook.

Reckon they must have had
a tip off.

Yeah. Say no more, mate.
Yeah, yeah.

We'll meet you down there.

Rufus, get that down your neck.
We've got work to do.

- Gemma.
- Hmm?

Get the van loaded up.

Mudlarks are at Hollybrook.

What about the bar?

Well, Gary can cover
for a couple of hours,

but we need to get there now.

They must be onto something.

Dad, he's done it again.

Hmm?

Oh, not again, Paddy.

That's the third time
this afternoon.

How much stuff have
you got buried out there?

I'm sorry, Sarah.
I couldn't stop him.

Oh, never mind that now.
I've got some exciting news.

I have just been asked

to do some local research
for "Past Times".

- The ancestry show?
- Yeah.

They got in touch through
the Historical Society.

- Are you going to be on TV?
- Well, it looks like it, yeah.

And who's the subject?

Oh, I'm sorry, darling,
but, uh,

it's a need-to-know basis only.

But if you wouldn't mind
clearing this mess up,

I've got some work to do.

Last time, okay,
or I'm calling the pound.

Everything all right, Richard?

Some ghastly ancestry
show keeps calling me.

Hannah's daughter is
now a well-known actress.

Apparently, they want
my help to find Jessica.

As if I'd have the first idea.

As if the day couldn't
get any worse.

This is a historical site
of great interest

to the Dean of Causton.

We're here
at his official invitation.

Last time I heard,

this stretch of the river is
on Jacob Mitchell's land.

It's nothing to do
with the dean.

Nevertheless,
your high-strength magnets

can do untold damage.

You have no business here.

If you're so sure
about that, Rev,

call the police.

We already know
Jonny's a grass.

He's probably
called them already.

If you're intent
on being unreasonable,

I suppose I can't stop you.

Glad to see we're
on the same page, Vicar.

Good one, Gem.

Let's get organized, lads.

Damn cheek.
Who do they think they are?

Oh, we just have to do our best
to avoid them.

Easier said than done.

Ready, Gem?

I was born ready.

Hello, guys,
and welcome back

to the Midsomer
Magneteers' Channel.

and what a lovely day for it.

I'm afraid this is

the only family photograph
my mother kept.

Those are my grandparents
with my mother, Hannah,

her sister Jessie,
and their brother Richard.

She was estranged
from all of them.

It's something
she never talked about.

So what made
her change her mind?

She knew she didn't
have long left.

Wanted to get her house in order
before it was too late.

But I could see how painful
it was for her to go back there.

Why is that?

Jessie was her baby sister,

the only member of her family
she ever cared about.

But she felt she had to cut off
from all of them

in order to survive.

That's why I'm doing this,
to honor mom's dying wish.

To find Jessie and tell her
how much she loved her,

and how guilty she felt
for abandoning her.

Well, all we know so far

is that your family came
from a village called

- Goldsworthy in Midsomer.
- Okay.

Your uncle still lives there,

but he's-- he's reluctant
to get involved.

Ah, so, where do
we go from here?

- To Goldsworthy.
- Okay.

So I've booked us
into the village pub

and set up a meeting tomorrow
with the local historian.

Just asked her to see
what she can come up with.

And your uncle,
I'll just keep trying.

I don't want to upset him.

It's a bit of a bolt
from the blue.

Yeah.

Look, sometimes, people,
they just need a bit of a nudge.

All he can say is no.

If you insist on being here,

the least you can do
is stick to your own area.

I'll go wherever I like.

He's just trying
to wind us up, Richard.

Don't give him the satisfaction.

Rufus used to be a friend.

Can we all just try
and be civil?

I can't be civil
with these barbarians.

Hey! What the hell are
you playing at?

Sorry, mate.
Didn't see you there.

Is that right?
Come on then, let's have it.

See who comes off worse.

- Get off me!
- Steady.

Richard...

I need your expert opinion.

My God,

looks like an ampulla from
the Thomas Becket shrine.

That was in my bucket.
It belongs to me.

You only found it by chance.
Lead isn't even magnetic.

Finders keepers, Jonny boy.

And by the way you're all
looking at it,

must be worth a bob or two.

The ampulla
and the Thomas Becket badge

are often found together.

Where were you casting
when you found it?

And why would I tell you that?
Might be loads more of them.

Well, then I'll tell
the police about the old gun

you found in the lake
and didn't declare.

You're still out on license,
aren't you, Cole?

They'll send you straight back.

Jonny.

I'll kill you first.

It's not worth it, Jonny.
If it's here, you'll find it.

- Let's have a look.
- What do you think?

- Well, he's right, it is lead.
- That's good one.

Richard?

Don't open it!

Oh! Oh, gosh!

Oh.

It's a Wiccan jar.
Also known as a witches jar.

Probably 17th century, unopened.

They were thought to protect
against the spirits of evil,

but if the seal was broken,

the forces of evil
were believed to be set free.

So I've unleashed evil...
on myself.

That's just
superstitious nonsense.

It gets worse.

If the jar is opened near water,

it's said that the ghosts of
the foreshore come back to life

to take their victims with them.

Don't listen to him, Jonny.

Thanks for watching, guys.

And if you haven't already,

don't forget to like
and subscribe.

All merch available
via the link.

Happy magneteering.

Bye, then.

See you tomorrow.

Thinking of coming to the
blessing of the river ceremony.

I've seen the light at last.

Now, that would be a miracle.

But if there are blessings
to be had,

then why shouldn't
we have some of them?

No, it you lot who need
to get lucky, not us.

That's just unfair.
I'll never get up in time.

One can but hope.

I'm heading back.

Yeah. Me too.
I'm getting cold.

- I can give you a lift.
- Thanks. I'd rather walk.

Oh.

Jonny?

William,
shall I take the jar?

Someone needs to report it.

The jar? Yep, yep.
That being much appreciated.

William,
is there something wrong?

No, no. Everything's fine.

Yeah, thanks for letting
me know, Jacob.

Yeah, yeah,
of course, of course.

I'll make sure everyone's aware.
Okay, bye.

Damn.

The sermon.

Alice!

I'm gonna find her, mom.

I promise.

Hello?

Oh, hello.

What? Wait.

Are you sure about that?

No, oh, no, no.
Hold on a second.

I just need to write this down.

Hang on. Heh.

Help!

Somebody help me!
Please!

♪ When we reach
the shining river ♪

♪ Lay we every burden down ♪

♪ Grace our spirits
will deliver ♪

♪ And provide our
robe and crown ♪

♪ Yes, we'll gather
at the river ♪

♪ The beautiful,
the beautiful river ♪

♪ Gather with the saints
at the river ♪

♪ That flows by
the throne of God ♪

Morning, Vicar!

♪ Soon we'll reach
that silver river ♪

Did you see that look?
He's really not happy.

Judge not, lest ye be judged.
Isn't that what the Bible says?

Yeah, but the man's
a hypocrite.

Preaches one thing,
does the opposite.

♪ Yes, we'll gather at the-- ♪

Well, at least he's
not a Judas like Jonny.

Talking of Jonny,
where is he?

Well, we've made our point.
Let's go to the pub.

We're here now.

A blessing won't do any
of us any harm.

Especially you, Cole.

Gracious God,

we pray for all
those poor souls lost

to our rivers and waterways
who these flowers represent.

In Christianity,
water can symbolize

both life and death,

and is a central symbol
in the sacrament of baptism.

A moment
of spiritual purification.

Oh, morning, Jamie.
John will be down in a second.

Thanks.

Oh, you're looking very
glamorous for a school day.

Ah, but it's not a school day,
Winter, far from it.

Mom's going to be on TV.

Oh. That's exciting.
What's the show?

Ah, "Past Times".

They've asked me
to advise on some local history.

I just hope mixing
with the glitterati

doesn't turn your head.

It will be Hollywood next, sir.

Oh, I quite fancy a life of
sun, surf, and celebrity drama.

What do you think?

You'd give any film star
a run for her money.

Well, I don't know about that,
but thank you.

All right, sir.

Time we left for our
decidedly unglamorous day job.

Oh, I don't know.

There's always the potential
for a bit of real-life drama.

Can you get your
stuff together?

Careful what you
wish for, sir.

- Got it?
- Yeah, get up a bit.

DCI Barnaby. Good morning.

Not so good for our victim.

- Cause of death.
- Drowning.

And by the look of him,

I reckon he'd been in the water
no longer than 24 hours.

There have been reports
of a sinkhole

in this stretch of river.

And sinkholes combined with silt

can be a particularly
dangerous combination.

- So no evidence of foul play?
- Not obviously.

Then, um,
what am I doing here?

According to witnesses
on the scene,

the victim was a local man last
seen alive yesterday evening.

His jacket was found along

with a bag containing a phone,
a wallet, and a notebook.

They confirm his identity
as Jonathan David Hoxham.

This was found in the pocket.

Memento mori is Latin.

It means remember
that you have to die.

Who knew Winter
could speak Latin?

You're wasted as a plod.

I'm not a... I'm a detective.

- Detective Sergeant. Sir.
- He's so easy to wind up.

It's delicious.

If we could possibly
get back to the matter at hand.

I won't know any more
until I've done the post-mortem.

I'll be in touch.

So our victim had a reminder
of the inevitability of death

- and then turns up drowned.
- Mm.

Why did he come here?
Was he meeting someone?

Digital forensics
are trying to unlock his phone.

Where exactly
was the body found?

End of the jetty, sir.

Reverend William Gideon
was conducting a river blessing

when his wife saw the body
in the water.

He and his mudlarking group
were here yesterday afternoon

and Jonny Hoxham
was a key member.

According to Mrs. Gideon,

there was another mudlarking
group here at the same time,

but they left before he did.

Were the Gideons the last
people to see Mr. Hoxham alive?

Yeah.

He said he was going home
and left alone.

Mrs. Gideon can't understand
why he came back.

Well, let's talk
to both groups.

Find out if anything
happened yesterday

that might, um, shed some light.

Yes, sir.

Dan Peacey.
Gemstone Television.

Uh, we're here to see
Richard Clissold.

- So he's expecting you?
- Absolutely.

He's not back yet.

We're happy to wait.

Thank you.

Jonny Hoxham was a devout
member of Saint Leonard's family

and a passionate member
of the Midsomer Mudlarks.

His loss is a tragedy
for the whole village community.

Did Mr. Hoxham have
any enemies?

But it was an accident, surely?

Yeah. We have to keep an open
mind at this stage, Mrs. Gideon.

I understand you were the
last people to see Mr. Hoxham.

Well, technically,
that was William.

I started walking home while
they were still at the river.

Yeah. Jonny left soon after,
and Richard Clissold had offered

him a lift earlier,
but he declined.

And Richard Clissold is...

He's a fellow Mudlark
and an old family friend.

I took over the ministry
when his father retired.

And did anything
happen at the river

that could have upset
Mr. Hoxham?

Uh...

New research suggested

that there could have been a
pilgrim hostel near Hollybrook.

Jonny was hoping to find
a rare Thomas Becket badge

to complete his collection.

Then an ampulla badge
was found by Cole Densmore,

a member of
the Midsomer Magneteers,

another mudlarking group
in the area.

The Ampulla and Thomas Becket
badge are often found together,

so Jonny got excited
that he might find one

in the same location,

but Cole refused to tell
him exactly where he'd found it.

In fact, Cole seemed
to be enjoying taunting him,

but that wasn't unusual, so...

What do you mean?

Well, the Mudlarks are
keen historians and ecologists.

We research respectfully
for evidence of the past

in order to build collections
of local historical importance.

And the Midsomer Magneteers?

Well, they use heavy,
high-strength magnets to amass

large quantities
of metal for cash.

Yeah, their gung-ho attitude
causes untold damage

to the environment.

Which is a source of conflict?

Yeah. Unfortunately, yes.

There was something else.

Jonny found a rare
Wiccan jar in the river.

Which is what exactly?

A sealed 17th-century
witches jar

believed to curse
whoever opens it.

Sadly, that was Jonny.

Yeah, as a Christian,
I abhor superstition,

but it's
an unfortunate coincidence

that Jonny died later that day.

Hmm.

Where is this jar now?

Richard took it with him.

Significant artifacts
need to be registered.

Where might I find him?

They're waiting
in the sitting room.

What on earth
are they doing here?

They said you
were expecting them.

I didn't know what to do.

Go home, Mary.
I'll deal with this.

Mr. Clissold.

I thought I made
myself perfectly clear.

We were in the area and your
niece was very keen to meet you.

Uncle Richard.

I'm Lucy.

Hannah's daughter.

Fine.
I'll answer your questions.

But under no circumstances

will I appear
on your television program.

Is that understood?

Perfectly.

These bills need
paying today.

It's all under control, Gem.
Our contact's on his way.

What if you get caught?
Things are getting out of hand.

They're fine.

Mr. and Mrs. Westcott.
DS Winter, Causton CID.

What can we do for you?

A body was found in the river
this morning.

I know. I was there.
No one knew what was going on.

He's now been formally
identified as Jonny Hoxham.

He drowned near where you were
mudlarking yesterday afternoon.

Jonny? But why would he go back
in there after the warning?

What warning?

I got a call
from Jacob Mitchell.

He farms the land
around Hollybrook.

One of his lads
had seen us heading down there.

Jacob's lost sheep
to a sinkhole in the river,

and he wanted us
to know exactly where it was.

So I put an alert
on the Magneteer's chat.

Did you share that
information with the Mudlarks?

Well, I didn't have to.

Jacob said he'd
already told the vicar.

We understand that there's
some unfriendly rivalry

between you and the Mudlarks.

Was there any friction
at Hollybrook?

Just the usual sparring banter.

I see you've got
your own channel.

- Over 5,000 followers now.
- Hmm.

Did you film
any content yesterday?

Yeah,
but nothing interesting.

I'll still need to see it.

It's so strange.

My mother grew up
in this beautiful house,

but I had no idea it
even existed until yesterday.

Unfortunately, your mother
rejected our family

in the most hurtful
and destructive way.

Jessica always admired her,
so followed suit.

How can you be sure Jessica
didn't want to come back?

She left a note,
making herself very clear.

My father kept it...

...in case there was
ever any doubt.

Thank you.

As you can see, she despised us
and everything we stood for.

And states quite clearly she
wishes no one to come after her.

- Here.
- Yeah.

But the letter
is signed, Leo.

She saw herself as a lion
caged here against her will.

Calling herself
Leo was another way

of further distancing
herself from us.

- Is it okay if I photograph it?
- No, it is not.

Did your parents notify
the police when she left?

My father was obliged
to report it,

but since there were
no suspicious circumstances,

that was the end of it.

And they never tried
to contact her?

My parents had to draw a line.

We had to get on
with our own lives.

What exactly
happened the night she left?

If you'll excuse me,

I need to talk to
a police officer

about the tragic death
of a friend.

I'm so sorry,
but thank you for seeing us.

- Um, I'd love to talk more if--
- There's nothing more to say.

Forgive my skepticism,

but you're clearly
just doing this to increase

your celebrity profile.
I want no part in it.

DCI Barnaby, do come in.
They're just leaving.

The art of mudlarking
lies in the ability

to spot things invisible
to others.

What we call getting
your eye in.

The mistake is
in looking too hard.

Very much like my own job.

How well did you know
Mr. Hoxham?

We were more colleagues
than friends.

Both fascinated by the history
attached to objects we found.

Hmm.

I understand there was
some conflict

between the two mudlarking
groups yesterday afternoon.

Did any of that involve
Mr. Hoxham specifically?

Not that I'm aware of.

Reverend Gideon told us about
the discovery of the Wiccan jar.

- I believe you have it.
- Ah, yes, the jar.

Here it is.

Not very pleasant, I'm afraid.

I've reported it to
the Portable Antiquities Scheme.

They'll be taking it
off my hands.

Could it have
been deliberately placed

for Mr. Hoxham to find
as a warning of some kind?

Highly unlikely.

But it's clear Jonny
saw it as a bad omen.

Which makes it all
the more puzzling

why he should choose to return.

There's a history
of rivalry and antagonism

between the Mudlarks
and the Magneteers.

But apart from the discovery
of the Wiccan jar,

both sides seem to agree nothing
unusual happened yesterday.

I'm not sure they're being
entirely honest, sir.

This footage was downloaded
from Gemma Westcott's phone.

It was intended as content
for the Magneteer's channel.

Where were you casting
when you found it?

And why would I tell you that?

There might be loads
more of them.

Well, then I'll tell the police
about the old gun

you found in the lake
and didn't declare.

You're still out on license,
aren't you, Cole?

They'll send you straight back.

I'll kill you first.

This was witnessed
by both groups.

Why didn't anyone mention it?

Well, Mrs. Gideon said that
Cole enjoyed taunting Jonny,

so it's possible
nobody took it seriously.

We need to talk
to Cole Densmore.

And there's another thing.

Freddy Westcott said
that a local farmer called him

to warn him about the sinkhole.

When was this?

After they got back
from the river,

Freddy said that he circulated
it on the Magneteer's chat,

claimed that the farmer made the
same call to Reverend Gideon.

He didn't say anything to me.

Oh, yeah. And finally...

Thank you.

A digital managed to access
Jonny Hoxham's cloud.

Someone called him at 18:34.

Then, according to his notebook,

27 minutes later,
he was back at the river.

So whoever called Jonny told him

that they'd seen
a Thomas Becket badge

and pinpointed
its exact location.

Is the number traceable?

It was from an old phone box
in the village.

So...

Jonny Hoxham was deliberately
lured to his death. Hmm.

This-- This is great.

Do you have any information
on Jessie, specifically,

apart from
the birth certificate?

Well, her leaving
was reported in the local press.

Oh, wow.

As vicar of Goldsworthy,
your grandfather was a powerful

and highly respected
figure in the village.

Jessie's decision
to leave so soon

after your mother's
disappearance was

of great interest
to the community.

According to this article,
she caught the London train

at 7:35 p.m. on Wednesday
the 14th of May.

She left with her bike
and whatever she could fit

into her panniers,

as witnessed by Mary Hamble,
the housekeeper's daughter.

Sources close to the family

confirmed that Miss Clissold
had threatened to leave before.

A note was found,

leaving them in no doubt that
she left of her own free will.

- Richard Clissold still has it.
- Oh.

And after she left?

Well, the trail goes cold,
I'm afraid.

If Jessie changed her name
or she left the country,

it could be very difficult
to trace her.

I'll get our team
to look into it.

What about friends?

She may have stayed in touch
with someone outside the family.

Well, I can find out
which school she attended

and take it from there.

And Mary Hamble,
she might be able to help you.

She was of similar age,
and knew the family.

Yeah, we met her
briefly earlier.

She, um, she cleans
for Richard Clissold.

And I think she still lives
at this address.

- Oh, this is...
- Thank you.

Thank you.

- You know?
- Yeah.

DCI Barnaby has a few more
questions, William.

Uh, the church flowers
are all done, Alice,

so, uh, I'll leave you to it.

I'm sorry to disturb
you again so soon.

This is my colleague, DS Winter.

Yeah, of course, uh,
anything to help.

We understand you received
a warning about the sinkhole

from a local farmer,
Jacob Mitchell.

You failed to share this warning

with other members
of your group.

You also failed
to share it with me.

Yeah, I'm ashamed
to say that's true.

Um...

No, when Jacob rang, I was--

I was writing my sermon
for the river blessing,

and I hung up, clumsily
spilling tea everywhere,

so I'm afraid the call went
clean out of my mind.

Freddy Westcott received
the same warning

and immediately circulated it
amongst the Magneteers.

If you'd done that,
Jonny Hoxham might be alive now.

Yeah. Which, uh... which I'll
regret till the end of my days.

But it-- it didn't occur to me

that anyone would return
to the river that night.

So which is it?

Did you forget,

or did you think no one
would return to the river?

Jonny wasn't
the only one there.

When I was walking home,

I saw Cole Densmore
on the opposite bank,

heading back towards Hollybrook.

We need to talk
to Cole Densmore.

At the very least, he could be
an important witness.

Unless William Gideon used
the farmer's warning

to lure Jonny Hoxham
to his death.

And Mrs. Gideon's statement is
just a lie to protect him.

A sudden recollection
is rather convenient.

But why would Reverend Gideon
want Jonny Hoxham dead?

Hmm. No idea.

Cole Densmore is still our only
suspect with a motive,

but he hasn't responded
to any of our calls

requesting an interview.

Then Mohammad will have to go
to the mountain.

- Mrs. Hamble.
- I don't like being lied to.

I understand.

If you could just give us five
minutes, we can explain.

You knew my Aunt Jessie.

Were the last person to see her.

I made my statement
at the time.

It's all on record.
There's nothing more to say.

- Yes--
- Mrs. Hamble, if you--

My loyalty is
to the family that stayed.

Not to those that walked away.

And I certainly don't approve

of raking all this
up again for a TV show.

No.

Time for a little fire, Bobby.

Turns out Cole Densmore is
Goldsworthy's resident bad boy.

Currently out
on license for theft.

Get off my property
before I call the cops.

Yeah, we are the cops,
Mr. Densmore.

I'm not talking out here,
so you better come in.

But I'm not making tea.

I assume you've got a license

for that rather
antiquated firearm.

Don't need one.

Got a collector who's
going to take it off my hands.

Yeah, it still needs
to be registered,

as I'm sure you're aware.

But it's an antique.
It's been underwater for years.

There are rules, Mr. Densmore.

Okay, I'll report it
if it'll get you off my back.

What do you really want?

We understand you had an
altercation with Jonny Hoxham

just hours before he died.

That was just banter.

It looked like
a bit more than that

from the footage we saw.

If you'd like me
to refresh your memory.

Okay.

So, I wouldn't give them the
ampulla for epoxy collection.

Why should I?

I knew I could get
decent money for it.

You threatened to kill him,
Mr. Densmore.

But I didn't.

Does the, um, expression,

memento mori
mean anything to you?

The river isn't far from here.

Did you go back there
after everyone left?

No. Why would I?

Well, we have
a witness who claims

that they saw you
on this side of the river,

heading towards Hollybrook.

Then they need to get
their eyes tested.

And if you're looking for
someone with real beef

with Jonny,
talk to Rufus Coulter.

He was a Mudlark
until Jonny grassed him up

for not reporting any
of the stuff he found.

What happened?

The vicar threw him
out on his ear

after God knows how many years.

Rufus never forgave
Jonny for that.

So he joined the Magneteers.

He's a hoarder.
Total weirdo.

But they'll take anyone.

So it seems.

We'll be in touch,
Mr. Densmore.

If you hear the police
have been up here,

don't panic, okay?

They got nothing on me.

I suppose those tears
are for Jonny.

Of course they are.
He was a good friend.

Yeah, the way you were together
made that perfectly clear.

Oh, William, please,
not this again.

I cared about him,
that's all.

Just wish you cared
about me like that.

I'm not sure you ever have.

I know who your celebrity is.
We crossed paths earlier.

Anything to do with
your murder investigation?

Sorry.
Strictly need-to-know basis.

It is intriguing,
though, isn't it?

Our paths crossing
professionally like this.

Yeah.

Investigating the same case
from very different angles.

Hmm.

We could both end up on telly
at this rate.

No. My show will only get made
if the story has enough layers

to keep the viewers intrigued,
which, unless there's

a massive plot twist,
is looking very unlikely.

In my experience, that can
happen when you least expect it.

And what exactly was found?

The hilt of a sword,
possibly eighth century.

Oh, there was an Anglo-Saxon
settlement in this area.

So potentially very exciting.

But should we really be
out so soon, mudlarking?

It's what Jonny
would have wanted.

If we find something special,

we can make sure
it's dedicated to his memory.

Yeah, and as Sir Henry's

given us exclusive rights
to investigate--

You're just in time
for tea, Vicar!

Leave now or
I will call the police!

Oh, that's not
very nice, Reverend.

This is private land,

and you don't have
permission to be here.

Says who?

Sir Henry's gamekeeper
is one of our regulars.

Cleared it with his boss
for us to check it out.

He said we might find some
Anglo-Saxon gold.

Gold isn't magnetic,
so you're wasting your time.

Anglo Saxons were con artists
and made coins

that looked like gold,

but were mostly
bog-standard metal.

Still worth a bob or two.

You should know that,
Dickie being an historian.

Any news on who killed
poor old Jonny?

Last we heard, they
were questioning you, Vicar.

They've been to see you twice,
I believe.

If you're implying I had
something to do with it--

William, let it go.

Hasn't there been
enough trouble?

Let's start on the foreshore.

Sorry to keep you.

I couldn't get Paddy
in from the garden.

He's become obsessed
with digging.

Well, I can see that.

Any developments
I should know about?

Cole Densmore's phone
places him home all evening.

Just because his phone was
there, it doesn't mean he was.

But the background check
on Rufus Coulter

is much more interesting.

Jonny Hoxham lodged an
official complaint against him.

- Accusing him of what?
- Harassment.

He'd been receiving
anonymous hate mail.

He suspected Rufus Coulter,
but nothing was ever proved.

Here are some examples.

Hmm. Rufus Coulter blamed
Jonny Hoxham for shaming him

within the mudlarking
community he loved.

Question is, how far
would he go to exact revenge?

Gem?

Gem, make sure you're
getting this.

Cole, get over here.
Cole!

Oh, if this is Anglo-Saxon
gold, we're billionaires.

Fourth bloody bike this week.

Take it to scrap, Cole.
It's rusted to hell.

Never mind, love,
I'll make us some tea.

- Where are you going, mate?
- Home.

Not that it's any business
of yours.

Weirdo.

Richard.

What is it?

Richard?

That bicycle.

I think it's Jessie's.

Quiet, Bobby.

It's unbelievable.
How can anyone live in there?

Hopefully we'll find out.

Mr. Coulter, it's the police.

Just a minute.

Bobby, come back here now!

He'll come home
when he's hungry.

Sorry to keep you.

It's my heart.
It slows me down.

Come through.

What's this all about, then?

We understand that you
and, um, Mr. Hoxham

were involved in
an ongoing feud.

And you're putting
two and two together

and thinking I killed him.

Well, no one said that,
Mr. Coulter.

Good.

Because, like I said,
I've got heart problems.

Ask my doctor.

I'm not capable
of hurting anyone.

But Mr. Hoxham believed you
were capable of seeking revenge

by sending anonymous notes
designed to frighten him.

The man was deluded.

Nothing was ever proved.

Well, this was found at the
scene in Mr. Hoxham's jacket.

Doesn't mean it's
from me, does it?

You knew about the sinkhole
from the Magneteer's chat group.

So did everyone else.
So why pick on me?

The last call
that Mr. Hoxham received

was from a phone box.
Was that you, Mr. Coulter?

No. So you're
wasting your ti--

I'd like you to go now.

I need to rest.

I can't handle the stress.

If you think of anything
else, give us a call.

I've told you everything
I know.

I'll just--
I'll just leave it there.

You can see yourselves out.

Come on, Vicar, pick up.

Please.

Freddy, babe,
what are you up to?

This little beauty is
an Anglo-Saxon figurine.

Extremely rare, apparently.

You're gonna
have to declare it.

We're-- We're already
in way too deep.

It'll be fine, babe.
We just need to hold our nerve.

Production want me back
in London.

Look, it's okay.

I can, um, I'll get the team
to check out whether Jessie,

you know, changed her identity
or moved abroad.

And if that doesn't work,

we can look into
other members of your family

and see where that takes us.

Finding Jessie's the
only reason I agreed to do this.

And I'm not ready
to give up yet.

Okay.

Vicar.
Thank God you're there now.

I really need your help.

Yeah, I called Freddy,
but the police don't trust him.

You're the only one
I can turn to.

Hi.

Um, I'd like to stay
another night, if that's okay.

Oh. No problem.
Um, I meant to ask you.

Um, I heard you talking
about Jessie Clissold?

She's my aunt.

People seem to think
we found her old bike

this morning in the river
on the estate.

But that's not possible.

Maybe they got it wrong.
Just thought I'd say.

Yes, of course.
Thank you.

Vicar.

Thank God.

I'm in the kitchen.

Vicar?

So, Jessie went to
Everglade House.

It was a Catholic school

for what used to be called
"troubled girls."

- Oh.
- I'm still trying to get ahold

of the old school roll,
but I did manage to find this.

It's a copy of her
last school report.

Oh, wow!

"Jessica is
extremely intelligent,

but her rebellious nature
makes her stubborn

and hard to control."

She sounds just like mum.

Well, that's all I have so far.
Any developments your end?

Yeah. Um...

a bike was found
in the river today.

People believe it could be
Jessie's,

but that doesn't make any sense.

Can you ask
your Uncle Richard about it?

He made it very clear
that the door was closed.

But I refuse to give up hope.

With or without him,
we're getting closer.

Is it a coincidence that a
suspect in Jonny Hoxham's murder

is now a victim himself?

Statistics would say no, sir.

Let's find out.

Um, Reverend Gideon,

we understand
that you raised the alarm.

Yes. Rufus called me.
Sounded dreadful.

Although we'd had
our differences,

he-- he wanted my help.

Did he say why?

Uh, the magneteers
pulled a bike

out of the river this morning,

and Richard Clissold
recognized it.

He said it belonged to
his younger sister, Jessie.

Sure of it.

Why is that significant?

Oh, it-- it was the bike

that Jessie was meant
to have left with.

According to Richard, her bike
had a pair of tartan panniers,

and, uh, when it was pulled out
of the river, only one remained.

Rufus told me that
he'd found the other pannier

in exactly the same part
of the river over 30 years ago.

Which would be 10 years
after Jessie left the village.

Yeah, yeah.
I believe so.

Why would Mr. Coulter
be interested

in an old bike pannier?

Well, Rufus--
he collected everything,

but this time,
he got lucky.

Inside the pannier,
he said he found a necklace.

How is that relevant?

Um, you were already
questioning him

about Jonny's murder,

and he worried that if
it was found in his possession,

it could connect him
to whatever happened to Jessie,

that he'd be accused
of killing her, too.

So he asked me to take it.

And where has the necklace
been all this time?

His gallery.

His gallery?
What-- What does that mean?

I have no idea.
Um...

He-- He promised to
tell me everything

when I came to the house.

But I was too late.

And where is
the necklace now?

Rufus said he brought it
up from storage,

but I-I couldn't see it
anywhere.

Breathe in, gents.

It's a bit of a squeeze.

He mentioned cardiac issues.
Is that what killed him?

An arrest has
no visible signs,

so we'll have to wait for
the P.M.

But I'm concerned
that the pile that crushed him

was deliberately destabilized.

I just need to prove it.

Is that what
all those equations are for?

It's all about angles,
Winter.

I once had a lover
who was a champion skier.

Of course you did.

We went off-piste in
St. Moritz and discovered a man

who supposedly had fallen
to his death.

I knew immediately
it was foul play.

How?

It's called
the physics of a fall,

based on analysis
of the trajectory and

impact-site, angles,
laws of motion.

And you can calculate all
of that with a tape measure?

Laser distance meter.

I'm not that much of
a Luddite, Winter.

What happened to your
relationship with the skier?

I'm afraid
that all went rapidly downhill.

Nice abs, but dreadfully dull.

I moved on with
a handsome snowboarder.

Not a clue that he was a senior
member of the royal family.

Who was it?

They made me sign an NDA,
I'm afraid.

But it'll all be in my memoirs.

She never ceases to amaze.

Sir, Rufus Coulter told
William Gideon

that he brought the necklace
up from storage.

But up from where?

It could be an outbuilding
or garage further down the hill.

Yeah, or...

A cellar.

The cellar.

Well done, Winter.

Down you go.
- Oh...

I think we found
Rufus Coulter's gallery, sir.

Classic serial-killer behavior, sir.

Trophies kept to symbolize
the killer's conquest

over their victims.

Could Jessie Clissold
be one of them?

Fleur's trying to

I.D. the recovered body parts
from their DNA.

It's a long shot,
but we might get lucky.

We seized the bike

that the magneteers
pulled from the river,

and contents
of the pannier confirm that

it belonged to Jessie Clissold.

Anything of interest?

An I.D. with her purse,

some cash, and
some degraded items of clothing.

She clearly intended
to leave that day.

Richard Clissold said
that his family reported

Jessie's disappearance
to the police.

See if there's any evidence
of that in the archive.

Yes, sir.

Any news
on the missing necklace?

Our team is still
searching the property for it.

I don't envy them
sifting through that lot.

If, as we now believe,

that Rufus Coulter went down
to his cellar

to retrieve the necklace...

why wasn't it found
on his person?

And how does this connect to
Jonny Hoxham's murder?

Mm...

Well, sir,
Fleur's got something for us.

Results show that
Mr. Coulter did, indeed,

suffer a cardiac arrest
at the time he was crushed.

And my measurements came
good, Winter, as you can see.

Physics suggest the tower
was deliberately pushed.

But, uh, that's not all.

Mr. Coulter had an implantable
cardioverter defibrillator, uh,

a preventative measure for
those at risk of cardiac arrest.

But the device had
been deliberately disabled...

How?

By being in close proximity
to a powerful magnet.

Like a large fishing magnet.

- Gold star, Winter.
- Thank you.

It would need to be positioned
less than 6 inches away

from his heart, but no magnet
was found close to the body.

Could it be anything else?

Traces of neodymium,
iron, and boron

were found on his chest area,
so, in my opinion,

a magnet was held
over the victim's heart

while he was still alive.

Rufus Coulter's background
check has just come in.

- And?
- Nothing remarkable, other than

how minted he was,
given the squalor he lived in.

But legal has come up
with something interesting.

Rufus Coulter
left everything in his will

to Freddy and Gemma Westcott.

Oh, sorry-- so sorry to bother
you, Mrs. Gideon.

Um, your husband said
you might be here.

I'm Lucy Weaving.

Yes, of course.
How can I help?

I'm trying
to trace my Aunt Jessie.

Jessica Clissold.

I understand you were there
when her bike was found.

Yes.
It was a bit of a shock.

Poor Richard seemed very upset.

It's probably
just a coincidence,

but I worry that
the recent murders and Jessie's

disappearance
might be connected somehow.

I'm assuming you knew her.

I knew of her,
but I didn't really have

any friends in the village,
apart from William.

I spent my youth combing
the river,

collecting whatever I could find
to use in my artworks.

That's-- That's one of mine.
All made from mudlarking finds.

The river drew
William and I together.

He's a little bit older than me,

but we shared a passion
for mudlarking.

It's beautiful.

Oh, thank you.

There's something wonderful
about bringing new life

to things that would
otherwise be lost forever.

You didn't seem very upset
about Mr. Coulter's death,

Mr. Westcott.

Well, it was expected,
given his heart condition.

But you must have been close

for him to make you the
sole beneficiaries of his will.

And given the state
of your business,

the timing seems
pretty convenient.

It's not what you think.

Rufus had never been
popular in the village.

Mm.
He was eccentric, harmless.

He just couldn't let
anything go.

Which is why he was so angry
when Jonny grassed him up.

The Heritage lot
confiscated loads

of his most treasured finds.

He was distraught.

Rufus knew he'd
never make old bones,

so he asked us to take care of
the rest of it after he'd gone.

I said yes.
- And will you?

You're joking, aren't you?

Uh, I'll sell anything
that's worth something,

take the rest to the dump.

What he doesn't know
won't hurt him.

But he was hurt,
Mrs. Westcott.

Quite deliberately.

I thought he had
a heart attack.

He did, but his
defibrillator implant failed

because someone held a magnet
over his heart to disable it.

Just like the ones you use.

Oh, hang on a minute.

And you clearly had motive,

given the state of
your business,

and you knew
that the inheritance would solve

all your problems.
- And you had the means.

Rufus had his own magnets.

Anyone could have done it.

Ah, DCI Barnaby.
Lucy Weaving.

We met briefly
on my uncle's doorstep.

I remember.
This is my colleague, DS Winter.

How can we help?

I'm concerned that my digging
into Aunt Jessie's past

might have something
to do with the recent murders.

Why would you think that?

No one in the village
seems to know anything.

Or, if they do,
they won't talk to me.

The vicar's wife says
she barely knew her.

My Uncle Richard refuses
to talk about it.

And when I tried to speak
to Mary Hamble about her,

she shut the door in my face.

I'm pretty sure
she's hiding something.

Well, thank you,
Miss Weaving.

Leave it with us.

The police are onto me.
Gonna have to do this now.

I don't think
the Westcotts realize

how rich they're gonna be.

Not much to
spend it on in prison.

They both have motive
for Rufus Coulter, but not--

thank you--
Jonny Hoxham,

and there's no evidence
to place them at either murders.

Well,
let's keep an open mind for now.

Just got the initial tests back
on the body parts in the cellar.

It seems they date back to way

before Rufus Coulter
was even born.

Backing up the Westcotts'
assertion

that he treasured everything
he found, however macabre.

So they were telling
the truth about that, at least.

Leave you to it, gentlemen.

This is from archives about
Jessie Clissold's disappearance.

It seems the Clissolds accused
her of stealing family jewelry,

notably a very valuable
17th century posy ring.

Made a note of the engraving
to help identify it,

should it be found.

"United hearts
death only parts."

Several people said
that they saw Jessie Clissold

leave the village on her bike,

but only Mary Hamble made
a statement saying she saw her

at the station,
which Mrs. Hamble refused to

discuss with Lucy Weaving--
why?

We need to talk to her.

In your statement,
you claim that Jessie Clissold

got on the train
to London with her bike.

The same bike that was found
in the river this morning.

Maybe I was confused.

Jessie was never without a bike.

It was such a long time ago.

But you saw her at the station.
You're absolutely sure of that?

Of course I'm sure.

Well...

if you think of anything else,
then give us a call.

Thank you for your time.

Mary Hamble doesn't strike me
as a person who gets confused.

I agree. She knows exactly
what she saw that day.

That's Tech.

Looks like Rufus Coulter
called the vicarage

twice before he died.

Gideon's phone records reveal

that the first call
went to voicemail,

but was subsequently deleted.

And the second call
was answered.

Reverend Gideon
didn't mention a voicemail.

Let's see if he's at home.

Reverend Gideon.

Sorry to disturb you.

We tried the house,
but there was no answer.

Oh, I lost my vestry key.

Uh, Alice keeps spares here
somewhere, but no luck so far.

How can I help?

The calls you received from
Rufus Coulter.

There seems
to be some discrepancy.

Two calls were made
to the vicarage

from Mr. Coulter's mobile.

The first one went to voicemail.

A message was left
that lasted over a minute.

The second call was answered.

You mentioned the call,
but not the message.

I never heard it.

Genuinely, I have no idea
how that could have happened.

My wife was here.
I was alone in the house.

I see. Um, well,
thank you for your time.

We'll see ourselves out.

William, I'm so sorry.

There's something
I haven't told you.

I deleted that voicemail.

- Why?
- Rufus was so awful to Jonny,

and I didn't see
why we should help him.

I need to tell them the truth.
- No, no, no, no.

Okay, uh...

I'll handle it.

Up to your old tricks, Cole?!

Reverend Gideon was
the last person

to have seen
Jonny Hoxham alive

and the first person to have
seen Rufus Coulter dead.

Or so he claims.

He had no explanation
for the deleted voicemail

and he failed to pass on
the warning about the sinkhole.

He had means and opportunity
to kill both victims, but...

DS Winter.

...what's the motive?

Yeah. Okay. Alright.
We'll be right down.

Cole Densmore is in custody.

He was caught
red-handed stealing lead

off the church roof,
but says he wants to talk to us.

Why?

Well, apparently,
he saw Reverend Gideon

acting suspiciously
in the churchyard,

says he thought he saw
him hiding something.

Did he, now?

Cole Densmore
said it was on the far side.

An old grave under a tree
with an urn.

Could it be that one?

Must be the necklace

Rufus Coulter found
in Jessie Clissold's pannier.

What was
Reverend Gideon doing with it?

And why was he
hiding it out here?

Reverend Gideon.

You have some explaining
to do.

I've been praying for guidance,
Chief Inspector,

and God's answered my prayers.

The time has come
to confess the truth.

Which is what, exactly?

Jessie's death was
a terrible accident.

I, uh...

I hit her with my car
on the way to the station.

I knew I was over the limit,
and if the truth came out,

then I'd be finished.

So you covered it up.

Yeah, I, uh...

I disposed of her and her bike

in the deepest part
of the river.

I had no idea that
the necklace was in her pannier.

Why did that matter?

Uh, well, Jessie
had always admired the shilling,

so I had it made into a necklace
for a 16th birthday present.

So you knew the family well.

Yeah, my, uh...

my family had
always attended St. Leonard's,

as had the Gazards,
Alice's parents.

It was then they encouraged me
to follow Reverend Clissold

into the ministry.

But prior to my ordination,

I-I had taken up
a curacy in London

and I'd found the coin,
a-a rare 1819 George III

gold-plated shilling
mudlarking in the Thames,

where one is obliged
to have all significant fines

officially recorded.

So I knew, when Rufus found it,

that it could be
traced back to me.

And rather than help Rufus,

you decided to retrieve
the necklace and silence him.

Yeah,
he wanted to tell the police.

And I couldn't let that happen.

And Jonny Hoxham?

Jonny was in love
with my wife,

and I feared
that she felt the same

and I-I-I was terrified
of-- of losing her.

So you lured him
to his death.

Yeah.

I've no excuse for any of it,
Chief Inspector.

It was all a kind of madness,

for which I know I have
no hope of forgiveness.

You don't buy it, sir.

Not entirely.

It just seems too studied,
too neat.

Like the last act of a play.

If he is telling the truth,
then we know someone else

who must be lying.

That statement
I made 40 years ago...

it was a lie.

I never saw Jessie
at the station.

So why make that statement?

Because I was asked to.

But when Lucy Weaving started
raking all this up again,

I didn't know what to do
for the best.

Reverend Gideon advised me
to follow my conscience.

Is that who asked you to lie?

No.

It was Richard Clissold.

Can you tell us why?

Richard caught Jessie stealing
their mother's jewelry.

She told him she was leaving,
said if he stopped her,

then she'd make it her business
to bring shame on the family.

Well, Richard couldn't risk
that happening.

So he let her go
and then asked me to say

I'd seen her at the station
to stop people asking questions.

Why did you agree to it?

At the time, I half-believed
I was in love with him.

I'd have done anything he asked.

But now I'm wondering if I
helped him get away with murder.

So William confessed
to killing Jessica.

He's also confessed
to the murders

of Jonny Hoxham
and Rufus Coulter.

So he lied to everyone.

As did you, Mr. Clissold.

40 years ago.

You asked Mary Hamble
to give a false statement

about your sister Jessie's
departure.

Mary came to me
this afternoon.

She said she would tell
you the truth if I didn't.

I asked Mary to lie to stop any
further questions being asked.

Why would you do that?

My father was the subject
of some vile rumors.

Jessie threatened
to tell the church community

that they were all true.

What did you do?

I tried to persuade
Jessie to stay,

but she said she
would only do that

if our father's
hypocrisy was exposed.

The coward in me
couldn't face the truth,

so we struck a deal.

I would allow her to leave
without raising the alarm,

but she could never return.

I blamed it all on her,
but, in truth...

my parents were to blame
for all her pain.

- What do you mean?
- They should have tried to

understand Jessie
instead of farming her out to

a school for girls
with troubled,

often violent
backgrounds.

It was then she started
calling herself Leo.

Leo? Why?

Because lions are
wild, powerful, brave,

all the things she needed to be
in order to survive.

I loved my father too much.

If the truth came out,
it would have destroyed him.

But that poor girl was
my sister.

Innocent of any wrongdoing.

I should have protected her,
not him.

I was too weak.

- Here you go, love.
- Thank you.

Oh, and, uh,
this came for you, Miss Weaving.

Okay.

- Who delivered it?
- No idea.

Found it on the table outside.

The vicar's been arrested.

Seems the old hypocrite's
behind all of it.

Including what happened
to your aunt.

I always knew
that man was a wrong'un.

- Are you absolutely sure?
- 100%.

I saw the coppers
take him away.

And after all
that finger-pointing at me.

Yeah, we're on our way
there now.

I'll let them know
to expect you.

That was the
Heritage Crime Unit.

Our search into Freddy Westcott
brought them to us.

Looks like his dodgy deals are
about to catch to him.

Oh.
Let's give him the good news.

I'll try and get hold of Sarah,
see if she's got anywhere

with Jessie Clissold's
school records.

We know that she was mixing
with troubled, violent pupils,

but who were they?

Did she have any particular
friends or-- or enemies?

Sarah might have some answers.
- Mm.

Ah. You find
your real murderer, then?

Told you we had nothing
to do with it.

And we are gonna be very rich
through no fault of our own.

Indeed, though you might have
to serve a prison sentence

before you can enjoy it.

Remember that man

that you sold
the Anglo-Saxon figurine to?

The same man you and
Cole Densmore had on speed dial

to offload all your
mudlarking contraband?

Well, it turns out
that he works undercover

at the Heritage Crime Unit,

and they've been following your

under-the-counter
dealings for months.

In fact, they're on
their way here now.

Hello?

Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you,
but I heard about your husband.

It must have been
a terrible shock.

It's almost impossible
to believe.

William's just not capable.

Someone just left me this.

"Leave now or you'll be next."

If William was already in
custody when it was delivered,

then it can't be him.

And why would he threaten me
if he was just about to confess?

It doesn't make any sense.

- Have you told the police?
- Not yet.

Well...

why don't I call them
and make us some sweet tea.

I think we could both
do with it.

Thank you.

Let Lucy Weaving know about
Reverend Gideon's confession

before the press get hold of it.

Hey.

I finally managed
to speak to one of the nuns

who taught at Everglade House.

She remembered Jessie well,
but when I asked her

about friends,
she said she only had one--

Alice Gazard.

Gazard? That's Alice Gideon's
maiden name.

She told Lucy Weaving that
they barely knew each other.

Well,
according to Sister Maria,

they were kindred spirits.

Both had experienced painful
rejection by their families

and became inseparable.

But Alice still lived with
her parents.

No, her adoptive parents.

Alice was abandoned at birth

and taken in by the Catholic
school attached to the convent.

Sister Maria handled
her first fostering placement.

It was terminated after
an act of extreme violence.

What happened?

"The incident took place after
Mrs. Marchmont

informed Alice that she would be
returning her to the convent.

She told Alice she
had been a great disappointment

and not the daughter she wanted.

As Mrs. Marchmont walked away,

Alice picked up one
of Mr. Marchmont's golf clubs

and struck her across the back
of the head with such force

that it fractured her skull."

She was only 8 years old.

It says here that the Gazards
took her in within weeks.

I mean,
how's that even possible?

Well, a decision was made
not to reveal what happened.

Sister Maria thought
that was wrong,

so she kept a copy
of her records.

The Gazards were advised
to keep Alice at the same school

to avoid further disruption,

and Jessie Clissold joined her
there when she was 13.

So Alice Gideon
lied about everything.

And her husband's confession
seemed too studied, too neat

because it was.

He was lying to protect Alice.

Mrs. Gideon?

Mrs. Gideon!

The house is all locked up.
There's no answer.

Let's try the studio.

Lucy's in there.
Get in there.

- Ambulance.
- Stay there, sir.

The vicarage, Goldsworthy.

Lucy!

Come on!

Blunt-force trauma to the head,

with a dose of gas-induced
asphyxiation for good measure.

This bottle of ammonia
is the culprit.

Go on.

When boiled,
pure ammonia becomes

a highly concentrated gas

and extremely dangerous
to inhale.

When diluted with water, it can
also be used to strip metal.

Something
Alice Gideon might use to clean

her mudlarking finds.

What are you thinking, sir?

Well, to quote
Richard Clissold,

I'm getting my eye in.

Mudlarkers look for treasures
that are unseen by most,

but not invisible to all.

And I think I've found one--
Leo.

Sir?

Jessie Clissold's
alter ego was a lion.

She called herself Leo.

The jewelry that Jessie
stole on the day she left

included a posy ring.

And a part of this lion's eye

is a ring displaying
the French word "mort."

"Death."

Well, the wording on
the stolen ring was in English.

Ah, but these rings
were often engraved in French

on the outside
and English on the inside.

as in this case, "Unis le coeurs
la mort ne fait ca séparée."

And on the inside...

"United hearts
death only parts."

Jessie Clissold had
the ring in her possession

when she left for London,
so what is it doing

in Alice Gideon's studio?

We need to ask her
before she does any more harm.

Sir.

Lucy Weaving's going to live,

Mrs. Gideon,
despite your best efforts.

We found the ring that
Jessie Clissold

stole from her mother
on the day that she left home.

We need to understand how it
came to be in your possession.

You need to tell us exactly
what happened, Mrs. Gideon.

Before I do...

I need you to know that I
loved her and that she loved me.

We could never be together here,
so we'd made

a plan to leave, go somewhere
they'd never find us.

But I couldn't
go through with it.

I was only 17.

William and I
were already engaged.

He offered me
safety and stability.

Things that had
eluded you as a child.

We know that you were rejected
by your birth mother

and then by your foster family.

I started to think...

"What if Jessie
abandoned me, too?

I'd have no one."

So I panicked,
begged her to stay.

I needed more time.

No one knew
we were even friends.

But she said it was too late,
that if I didn't go with her,

she was going to tell
William the truth.

I thought she was bluffing,
but she was deadly serious.

William had given me
the necklace

as an engagement present,
a talisman to keep me safe.

Jessie said she was going
to give it back to William,

tell him I didn't need it.

What do you think
you're doing?

She was my lover
and protector now.

Give it back! Give it back!
- No! Leave me alone!

Stop it! Get off!
What are you doing?

You struck her
violently from behind,

just as you'd struck
Mrs. Marchmont,

almost killing her, too.

I felt no remorse
for what I did to that woman.

But I didn't mean
to hurt Jessie. I loved her.

Could have come clean
about it,

but, instead,
you decided to cover it up.

I knew that the water was
deepest under the bridge.

But your necklace
was still in the jacket

in the pannier bag--
evidence that you feared might

put you at the scene
of Jessie's death.

By the time I realized that,
it was too late.

I-I still had to hide her body.

And you knew the river
like the back of your hand.

I remembered there's
a deep hollow in the bank

just around the bend
in the river.

I...

I dragged Jessie's body
to the water

and, uh,
I floated her downstream

and I managed to push
her body deep inside the hollow

and weigh it down with rocks.

And that's where
she has remained?

But when Lucy Weaving
started asking questions,

I needed to check that her
remains were still well-hidden,

and that's when Jonny saw me.

We'd been mudlarking
at Hollybrook.

I told William
that I wanted to walk home.

I thought that Jonny
would go back over the bridges,

but he didn't.

- Alice?
- Oh!

What are you doing?

Oh, um, I thought

I saw something in the water,

but it was just a trick
of the light.

Oh, well, it's not a bad idea
looking here, though.

The current flows this way
from Hollybrook.

I'll come back here tomorrow.

Come with me if you're free.

Sure.

Good idea.
- Great.

And you couldn't let
that happen,

knowing what he might discover.

I didn't have a plan

until William got the call
about the sinkhole

by the jetty.

He had no idea
that I was listening in

on the conversation.

You called Jonny Hoxham
from the phone box

and lured him to his death.

It seemed
like the easiest solution,

but it was so hard.

Help! Help!

Somebody! Please!

Help me! Please!

First, you tried to implicate
Cole Densmore

by saying that
you'd seen him at the river.

And then you got lucky.

Rufus Coulter sent Jonny Hoxham
a memento mori that evening,

making him our prime suspect.

You heard the message
that Rufus left at the vicarage.

You knew
that he'd found the necklace,

which he feared might wrongly
connect him to Jessie's death.

But in reality, it connects you.

What happened, exactly?

William was just coming
out of evensong that night,

and I was leaving
to-- to meet Jessie.

I told him that
I was going for a bike ride,

and he was worried
it might not be safe.

It was getting dark.

I told him that as long
as I was wearing his necklace,

I would always be safe.

He kissed it just to make sure.

And when I returned hours later,
I was in a terrible state.

I told him the necklace
was lost,

that the clasp must
have come undone or something,

that I'd been desperately trying
to find it all this time.

And now you had to recover
the necklace from Rufus Coulter

to stop William
finding out the truth.

Vicar?

And you didn't leave
anything to chance, did you?

You found one of
Mr. Coulter's fishing magnets

and placed it on his chest
to ensure his silence.

What...

But then your husband found
the necklace by chance.

William had lost his key.

He knew that I kept spares
in the studio.

He must have been looking for
mine when he found the necklace.

Reverend Gideon.

And when he found it,
your husband realized

that you'd got to Rufus Coulter
before he did,

that you'd lied
to cover your tracks,

and that you'd been with
Jessie Clissold when she died.

And so he confessed to all
of it in order to protect you.

And you let him.

But you knew you were
still in danger

as long as Lucy Weaving
was still asking questions.

That's why I wrote the note--
to frighten her into leaving.

But while you were
out delivering your note,

your husband was making
his confession.

That wasn't part of the plan.

Lucy realized that
if William had been arrested,

then he couldn't have left
the note.

Just needed to buy
myself some time,

so I told her that I would
make tea, call the police.

Then, as I left,
I saw her staring at Leo.

I knew in that moment
that she was close to the truth,

that there would be questions

that I wouldn't be
able to answer.

It was too late to stop.

Your husband's been released.

He'd like to talk to you,
but you're under no obligation.

No, I want to.

I always thought
you were fragile, Alice,

needed my protection.

But the woman you've become
I don't recognize.

She's not my Alice.

She's always been there,
William.

I just learned
how to keep her well-hidden,

because no one's ever loved
or wanted that Alice.

Except Jessie.

You'll need to tell
us exactly where she is.

She's downstream...

in the hollow.

I've already said my goodbyes.

I am so sorry, William.

You're a natural detective,
Sarah.

Well, only if
it's history-related.

But when it is,
you're like a dog with a bone.

Oh, not again, Paddy.
Oh!

We're gonna have to
get rid of that rug, Sarah.

Hey!

It's the
silver eternity bracelet

you got me when I had Betty!

But you lost that years ago.

Oh, and I'm very grateful
to have it back. Good boy!

Seems like Paddy's
good at solving mysteries, too.

Well, maybe you should
take him mudlarking.

He might be able to help
you find that watch you lost

when you went fishing.

Oh, that's a great idea.

What do you say,
Detective Paddy?

Do you want to go
fishing again?

Go on, then.
See if you can find my wellies.