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'Bongu, ladies and gentlemen.

'This is Beverly, your cruise director,

'informing all guests that the ship has now arrived in sunny Valletta.

'I'd also like to remind you of our exclusive concert

'coming up in the main theatre by the legendary Vida Devine.'

Vida! Vida! Vida!

Excuse me, legend coming through.

That's close enough, thank you very much.

Out the way, thank you.

I wonder if she can sing tiesse di dj'va. Ti-is-a what?

Hurdy-gurdy. Mother wants it played at our wedding.

Only teasing.

Or "ti-essing", even. Hm, good one (!)

A hearty welcome, Miss Devine.

It is an unprecedented pleasure to welcome you aboard.

Vida, please. No need to stand on ceremony with me, darling.

Vida... Oh.

Melody Jones, A-Lister Online. Er, the press conference is 2pm.

I've been doing some digging. I said 2pm, thank you.

This way, Miss Devine. You'll really wanna hear this.

Excuse me. Yeah, I need to get to Vida's cabin.

Yeah, I think you need to back off, don't you?

You know, I was gonna go easy on her,

but after this, I might just go ahead and bury her.

I've got all your albums.

Then I went and bought them all on CD.

Then I had someone download them for me.

Really? Oh, excuse me.

Is my little songbird tired? Listen, we had a very early start.

Word is Vida's as fragile as a Ming vase.

She's been cancelling concerts left, right and centre.

I'd like to see my cabin now, please.

Let me show you.

Vida, over here! Oi!

I can't believe it's her. She's looking at me.

She's actually looking at me!

So, rehearsals and sound check. Mm-hm, 10am tomorrow.

Oh, and don't forget, Captain's dinner tonight, 8pm sharp.

Mm-hm.

Excuse me.

It's gonna be such an honour sharing a stage with you.

I don't mean to brag, but my intros are the stuff of legend.

Cheers, love. Thanks.

It's a bit early... even for you.

Yeah, well, it helps with my nerves. Look, I'm the one with nerves.

You are bleeding me dry.

This is business.

Mm?

So just pull yourself together, get out there and do your thing.

I'm done with you, Conor. Ah...

After this second-rate gig is over,

I'm gonna be looking for a new manager.

Do you really think somebody else would have you, hm?

I'm all you've got left, sweetheart.

Hi. I'm Jack.

Mr Grayling.

It's fabulous to meet you.

I'm Conor Williams. I am...

Sorry.

What?

Yep, yeah. I'm coming down. That's the local film crew, darling.

Oh. Five minutes.

OK. Mm?

I could always come back. No, no, no, please.

Come and sit down, sweetie.

I always like to get to know who's opening for me.

Conor played me your demo.

Fabulous voice.

A sultan invited me to his palace in the desert once.

No doubt you sang like a nightingale.

No, sadly not.

A sandstorm hit, and then I turned into Bonnie Tyler.

I didn't get a chance earlier.

Conor Williams. Kate Woods, First Officer.

Oh, I think that makes you my first... First Officer.

Kate.

Jack.

May I ask you all to raise your glasses to our esteemed guest?

The voice that sings like no other.

Miss Vida Devine.

Vida.

Look, it says right here,

"Prize includes an intimate evening with superstar Vida Devine."

Intimate?

We're not even sat at the same table.

When are you gonna stop whining and start wining?

She hasn't looked over once.

Screw this.

Courtney?

Budge up, Captain Birdseye. Mark should be sitting there.

I beg your pardon?

He entered that competition a million times,

and where's he end up?

Barely in the same room. Courtney, please.

Mark, is it? I think you should take your girlfriend back to her seat.

Well, all I wanted was to meet Vida.

Look, I think there's been a mix-up.

Vida's always happy to meet her fans.

You rotten old cow.

Courtney... I think that's enough.

Yeah, I think that's more than enough, actually.

Back off, starch pants.

Forget the old bag, she's a has-been.

Let's go do the karaoke instead.

I really cannot apologise enough, Miss Devine.

That was utterly uncalled for.

I'll take you back to your cabin. No, she's fine.

Aren't you, Vida?

Um, no, I'm sorry, I can't, I can't sing this song any more.

Sorry! No. Vida!

Get a grip. No.

This is the song they've all come to hear.

Yes, but I'm exhausted,

and I don't think I can play tonight.

Vida, Vida, honey, look, this lifestyle does not come cheap.

And it won't come at all if you keep cancelling.

So come on, my little lush.

There's a scotch in it if you sing. How dare you?

You want to show some respect.

Do you wanna open tonight?

This is my ship, my world, my stage.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Vi-Vi...

Grazzi. Cheers! Cheers.

I've not had this much fun in forever!

A few hours in the company of Vida Devine.

Pleasure's all mine.

Can I ask, why didn't you want to sing your song?

You wrote it, you lived it.

Because it's a lie, Jack. All of it.

Everything I am, everything I became.

And that song, that's the biggest lie of all.

No, but that song made you. It took you right to the top.

Yes, and I wanted it really badly.

Hit record, fame, money, but it comes at a cost.

You lose sight of who you were and how hard it was to make it.

OK, you become this star,

and, you know, that lasts for a while.

But Vida Devine...

she's a myth I created.

She's not real.

Hilda Plunkett is still in there... and she wants to come back.

I need her to.

Conor doesn't deserve you.

Yeah, well, he's the only man who's ever looked out for me.

Vida, it's me again, babe.

Listen, listen, I'm sorry that I lost it.

Look, let's meet at the Barrakka Gardens, yeah?

I'm on my way there now.

We'll talk it through, yeah? Just the two of us.

If you need back-up, I'm here. Oh, I can handle Conor.

Bottom line is he knows he needs me.

Come and get me in a bit. Mm-hm.

Conor?

Vida.

Vida. No.

What was Vida doing here? Conor wanted to meet her.

They had a few words in rehearsals.

Well, then, I think we should go and find him.

Look, maybe we should split up. He could be anywhere in the city.

Anyone would think that you were trying to avoid me.

Well, after what happened with Rebecca,

I wasn't sure what to think.

Look, Jack, this other life that you've got,

the real Jack Grayling,

it's none of my business.

No, you were right. I shouldn't have closed it down.

OK.

So, is there something that you want to say to me?

Look, we're trying to solve a murder, Kate.

Kate.

Jack, it's fine. Forget I mentioned it.

You could've waited for me.

Nearly broke my arms trying to carry this lot back to the ship.

You were taking so long in the changing room,

You tried on everything in there. Don't you want me to look my best?

You maxed out my credit card.

It's gonna to take me months to clear all this!

Oh, just chillax, Mark, we're supposed to be on holiday.

Ah! Good.

You can tell me how to get to Barrakka Gardens.

Are you serious?

I've been wondering around in circles.

And Vida's not answering. Probably steaming somewhere.

Conor... Vida's dead.

What?

I dropped her off in the gardens, and someone was waiting for her.

No, no, no, I've got to see her, you know, say I'm sorry.

Put things right.

Look, someone's killed her.

And you're the only person, apart from me,

who knew where she was going to be.

And you think I had something to do...?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. No!

Oh.

I can't believe this is happening.

Vida...

She's gone.

The police have asked me to look into any suspicious passengers.

Anyone jumping out?

Well, Conor was the only person who knew where Vida was going to be.

Said he got lost, couldn't find the Barrakka Gardens.

But he could have just stopped and asked anyone.

What was the row at rehearsal about?

Ah, he was furious that she didn't wanna perform tonight.

I hate to say it, but killing her

would be a little bit counter-productive to that.

Yeah, so, what else? Random robbery?

What, and then somebody strangles her with her own rosary beads?

But the rosary wasn't hers.

I was with her all morning. She didn't have one.

This might not be much,

but the prizewinner and his girlfriend were in town

the exact same time Vida was killed.

The two that caused the big scene last night? Mm.

So, one of them kills her because of what, exactly?

Because they didn't get to sit at the Captain's table?

She was a completely different woman this morning.

Different? In what way?

Oh, she wanted to give everything up.

The fame, the lifestyle.

Go back to being plain old Hilda Plunkett.

Plunkett?

Just thought I recognised the name.

So, something happened between the Captain's dinner last night

and rehearsal this morning.

Something that's made her question everything.

Jamil, I need your master key.

I love this one.

What's that?

Look at this, it's the lyrics to Vida's hit song.

Odd thing to use as a bookmark.

It's dated a whole year before the song was released.

You think it's the original?

'It's a lie, Jack. All of it.'

Everything I am, everything I became.

And that song, that's the biggest lie of all.

I don't think she wrote the song, Jamil.

Someone else did.

Where'd you get this? Vida was using it as a bookmark.

Very amusing. She never read a book in her life.

When we were out earlier, Vida told me it was a lie.

All of it.

So, what was a lie, Conor?

D'you mind? I'm... trying to drown my sorrows.

Because I loved that woman.

She was my shining star.

She didn't write the song, did she?

So where did it come from?

A hit song doesn't just appear out of thin air.

Yeah, well, that one did.

Well, it arrived in the post one morning.

I used to run a music publishing outfit.

I was a one-man show with nothing to show for it.

Until that appeared. And you stole it?

It wasn't copyrighted.

I just... I just put Vida's name on it.

And not yours?

Everybody knew I couldn't pen a lyric to save my life.

So Vida's entire career was built on a lie.

Your lie, Conor.

And worse than that, it might have got her killed.

Don't you be ridiculous, man. It happened years ago!

Then tell me who actually wrote the song,

and I can take care of the rest.

It was just some two-bit plugger doing the rounds.

I've-I've wiped it from my memory.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

But I-I can't help you.

OK. We are looking for a thwarted songwriter,

somebody with a grudge.

Plenty of those in showbiz.

Where did you get this book?

Uh, Vida's cabin. Why?

There was this, uh, pushy reporter when Vida first got on board.

She was definitely carrying this book.

Are you sure it's the same one?

Yeah. OK, two things.

She wanted to know where Vida's cabin was.

Second thing?

She told me she was gonna bury her.

You should speak to this reporter.

Thanks, Jamil. I wouldn't have thought of that without you.

You're welcome.

According to Yuval, the reporter is one Melody Jones,

and she disembarked an hour ago.

Well, maybe she packed up and left already.

And miss out on a story like this? A live Vida Devine is big news.

A dead one is huge. You know what she looks like, right?

I'm good with faces, part of my skill set.

Kate.

Look, those things that we said to each other yesterday,

it all kinda came out wrong.

Well, you were upset about Vida.

OK.

You asked me if there was something I wanted to say to you.

Jack.

It's Vida's song.

It's coming from... Over there.

That's Melody. Wow. She can certainly sing.

We know you met up with Vida the night before she died.

You gave her this book.

It had a hidden song in it. The one you were just playing.

Is that what you'd found out? That Vida hadn't written it?

Was that the big scoop that you were waiting for?

I think this conversation's over.

One thing that I don't get is why you would leave it in there.

Like, the one bit of proof you had.

I mean, that song made millions. Mm.

It was famous worldwide.

And whoever wrote it has missed out on all of that.

If it was me, I'd be furious. Mm.

It was mine. OK? She stole it from me.

And then your magazine gave you an assignment, and there it was.

The chance to confront Vida with the truth.

Someone else took your song, your life.

How about spending the next 20 years trying to write another hit?

Desperate to get the success that I was owed.

I must have buried it so deep. I had to.

Would've sent me crazy otherwise.

I think you can file "murder" under crazy.

Melody! What?

Where were you when Vida was killed? It's none of your business!

We've got the book. We've got the song.

Vida said the one decent thing she could do for me

was let everyone know that I wrote that song,

so why on Earth would I kill her?

We were gonna do a trade.

I ignore her past,

and she gives me the future that I should've had in turn.

I hate to say it. She's got a point.

Someone else knew that Vida was in those gardens.

Well, they can't have done.

I was with her this morning when she got that call.

Maybe they were already in Valletta.

They could come across her by chance, or followed her there.

You know what those crazed fans are like.

But why would they want Vida dead?

You do know that this isn't your fault, don't you?

I should've just gone with her, you know?

Jack, you couldn't have known her life was in danger.

You want to know the real Jack Grayling?

Why he quit the police force to go and work on a cruise ship?

If he wants to tell me, yeah.

So, I was working on this big case.

And there was this 17-year-old kid called Ben. Great lad.

One of the bravest people I've ever met.

He was the sole witness to a murder,

and the one person who could send this dealer down.

Now, I was supposed to be looking after him,

but my daughter, Mia, she just...

She had some issues at home, and I...

You wanted to be there for her. Yeah.

So I asked this colleague of mine on the case to keep an eye on him,

even though I was the only person Ben trusted

and I'd promised he'd be safe.

Those were the last words I ever spoke to him.

Turns out this colleague had been paid off.

He gave the heads-up to the dealer

and told him exactly where to find him.

Look, I couldn't stay after that. No way.

So I quit the force.

My marriage broke down.

And I ran away to sea.

That's a lot to take in. Bad judgement.

Bad policing. Bad parenting.

So, that's me, Kate.

The real Jack.

So now feel free to run for the hills.

It's good to finally meet him.

I just want some justice for Vida.

Well, I think we can safely rule Melody out.

Conor claims that he didn't even know where the gardens were, so...

Then why did he ask her to meet him there?

Conor? Hi.

OK. Where are you now?

Thought I'd feel close to her here.

Still can't believe she's gone.

Tell me about Melody.

Who the hell's Melody?

She's the person who wrote that hit song.

The one you and Vida made millions out of.

When did you find out

that Vida was going to tell the world you'd stolen it?

I'd love to know where you buy your baloney.

You would've been finished, reputation in ruins,

having to pay every penny back.

I'm guessing you tried to talk Vida round.

I told you before, I didn't even know where this place was.

Then why ask her to meet you here? She took off with you.

I didn't know where she was, I just picked it out of a map.

Only man to ever look out for her, that's what she told me.

Until you pushed her too far.

Jack, just... tread carefully.

You're in danger of screwing everything up.

I'm sorry, you've lost me.

You think I came out here to watch Vida cancel yet another gig?

I came here for you.

I sent your demo out.

I've got contacts all over the world.

London, New York, Vegas.

Now ask me why I never met up with Vida.

Come on.

Ask me.

I was waiting to hear back from a booker.

Reception was bad, I was moving around town, and I got lost.

Eventually, they called back. And d'you know what, Jack?

They heard what I heard.

That's a golden voice you've got.

Think I'm gonna fall for that?

Vida was finished.

I needed someone new, and you just fell on my desk.

Now you've lost your meal ticket, yeah. I'm a pragmatist.

It's the only thing that's kept me going all these years.

That and an eye for talent.

If I can make Hilda Plunkett into Vida,

just think what I can do for you.

Just stop with the lies.

You're on a ship jammed full of has-beens and never-weres.

If you wanna be a real star, then I can make it happen.

Just give me the word, Jack.

Haven't seen Conor walking the plank yet.

There's no proof he killed Vida.

Well, he stole that song.

And Vida was ready to let Melody tell the world.

Conor says he can make me a star.

He what?

He even thinks I can crack Las Vegas.

He's got all the connections. He loves my voice.

Jack, Conor's playing you.

In exactly the same way that he played Vida.

He knows that we're on to him.

Well...

A two-bit cruise ship singer with ideas above his station, yeah?

No, no, I didn't mean it like that.

There's nothing left for me on this ship, Kate.

Not any more.

It's your life, Jack.

We all need to follow our dreams.

Yeah.

'We were gonna do a trade.'

I ignore her past,

and she gives me the future that I should've had in turn.

Have you seen Jack? he's meant to be rehearsing.

I think he's in his dressing room.

Is everything OK with you two?

Yeah, fine.

Sorry, Beth, I-I need to go and find Piers.

Kate.

Can I tell you something?

I've seen lots of newlyweds on cruises.

And almost half of them head straight to the karaoke

and sing love songs to each other.

It's almost a... Well, a ritual for lovers.

Piers has... Piers has been texting me all day.

And they all have that same look in their eyes.

And it's a look that says they're never

gonna look away from each other.

Ever.

I don't, erm...

I don't understand where this is going.

Kate... it's a look you don't have.

In fact, you don't have anything those people have.

Not with Piers, anyway.

One last question.

God, you never give up, do you?

You said you were going to trade your future for Vida's past.

Let's just both leave her in peace.

I thought you were talking about your song,

but you weren't, were you?

You already got what you wanted.

Vida was going to make sure everyone knew you had written it.

So, what was the trade, Melody?

What else was in Vida's past

that she didn't want you telling the world?

If I tell you, will you go away?

Scout's honour.

I went all the back to when she was plain old Hilda Plunkett.

She was 19 when she got herself knocked up.

Vida Devine had a baby she abandoned.

It's Jack.

Listen, do we have any passengers on the ship

with the surname Plunkett?

OK, do we know where he is now?

Which cathedral?

Thought you'd be in confession.

I don't speak the language.

Then how about you confess to me...

Mr Plunkett?

When did you take your mother's name?

As soon as I found out who I really was.

I thought Vida would like that.

I mean... that's who she is underneath all the stardust.

A Plunkett.

I can't stay out of churches.

Even now.

It's like I'm hoping she'll come back and find me.

The... The abbess who took me in...

..she told me who I really was...

just before she died.

"As a mother comforts her child..."

"..so will I comfort you."

I get it, Mark. I do.

I've got a daughter back home who needs me.

And I can see the pain in her eyes.

No matter how many times she tries to tell me she's fine.

You know...

You know, I really thought Vida would know who I was.

At the Captain's dinner, I mean.

I was...

I was trembling inside, hoping she'd recognise me.

She just looked straight through me.

What happened in the gardens, Mark?

'I wanted to tell her who I was.

'I had the rosary to prove it.'

Conor?

It's me... Mum.

It's me, Mark.

Oh, God. It's OK.

I haven't come to... shout and yell things.

Already feel so much better now that we are both standing here.

How did you find me?

Sister Agnes gave me these just before she died.

She told me everything.

I'm so sorry.

How can you ever forgive me?

I understand.

You were young, you had... dreams!

Big dreams. And I also had a baby.

It was either stay at home and regret everything or...

You don't have to explain yourself.

I figured it all out... you see, from your song.

Um...

"You sent me to the top.

"Now you're dragging me back down."

That was about me as a baby.

You were writing about how I made you feel happy,

and how I made you feel sad, and...

I knew you were reaching out to me.

That's why I had to come and find you.

My darling baby boy.

I didn't write that song.

Yes, you... Yes, you did, your name's on it.

They're not my words.

That was your apology.

I hate that song, I've always hated that song.

How can... How could you say that?!

You were singing to me, just me!

I believed every word!

Every... single... word.

Good. You got my text.

Sorry, erm... Been busy. Er...

But I'm here now, so... what's going on?

Er, it's my mother.

She's been speaking with caterers.

I told her it's...

not really her department, but she insisted,

and now I have a list of people to interview.

Frikandel, bitterballen,

kastengels, Flemish hotchpotch.

The thing is, it's not really what Mother wants.

It's all about you.

And you can have anything.

I'll sip from a bowl of steam.

If that's what you decide, that that's what you'd like.

Because, well...

Because you're going to be my beautiful bride.

So...

I suppose... the question I need to ask...

Perhaps the question we both need to ask is, well...

..what is it you want, Kate?

I'll take my lead from you.

Let the monkey out of the sleeve, as we say.

Piers...

..I think... you're amazing.

I think you're kind

and funny...

and caring.

And I think that...

any girl would be lucky to have you.

But if there's one thing...

..that I've learned recently, it's...

that people have to be honest with themselves.

Because it is the only way

that we can ever truly be happy.

And there, I thought everything was perfect.

It is.

It was.

Perfect...

..is not what I want.

I'm sorry.

He's gone.

Didn't even say goodbye.

Jamil said you'd left with Conor!

No, no, no, I was just waving him off.

You didn't seriously think I'd go with him?

I'm better than that, Kate.

Really?

You OK?

I broke up with Piers.

The wedding's off.

What happened to Vegas?

I decided it wasn't for me.

Look, this is where I'm meant to be, Kate.

A singer on a ship, out at sea,

wondering what comes next.

The show's about to start.