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'This is Colin, your cruise director.

'The concert tomorrow is completely sold out.

'But for those lucky enough to have tickets,

'it'll be a night to remember.'

I can't believe I'm in the same room as Moonlit Dreams.

I mean, this is huge!

They look old.

Do you know, my mam used to play their records all the time

in our house when I was growing up.

So, come on, Jack, how do you fancy looking after a few legends?

You want me to chaperone them?

Well, more charm and disarm. You know, your speciality.

I'd love to.

Well, good luck. You're gonna need it.

Why?

Well, the band are icons of soft rock.

You know, masters of the craft, but... they also hate each other.

Must be hard knowing some of us had careers after the band.

Yeah, well, them supermarkets don't open themselves.

Hey, the spirit of rock and roll never dies.

Although, it does require assisted living these days.

You just wait till Derek shows up.

Then the party will really get started.

It'll be just like the old days. God, I hope not.

Hi, my name is Jack Grayling. I'm the resident singer.

Our cruise director has asked me to look after you.

You'll hear no complaints from me.

Thank you, darling.

Right to the brim, pal.

Of course, sir.

So, while the fizzy pop's still free, a toast.

To selling out. No. To absent friends.

Absent friends. Bloody hypocrite.

What do you mean?

Er, we are thrilled to have you on board.

Luke, what's she on about? Suzie... Calm in, love.

You don't wanna start with me. Suzie...

Yeah, well, bring it on. I'm fed up of you.

Here we go. Here we go. Every time...

You're embarrassing me in front of...

♪ I'm going on an adventure

♪ And I got a feeling The sun's gonna shine

♪ Shine, the sun's gonna 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. ♪

Don't worry.

We'll have everything ready

for you guys to smash up again in no time.

I reckon we can hold on till the big D gets here.

And then Armageddon. Grow up!

It must be exciting playing together again after all this time.

I ran through the bass riffs before we left.

Three decades and every note first time. Bam!

The mind forgets, but the fingers never do.

Cool.

He can't do this!

Hey, that's not cool, man. What is it?

Derek has pulled out. Look, we can handle this.

When we get to Saint-Tropez, we'll just pay him a visit.

What, and kidnap him? We'll talk to him first.

And if that doesn't work, then, yeah, sure.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Hi, are you all right? Yeah.

Er, First Officer Kate Woods. Can I get you anything?

No. That was a lot to handle.

I'd finally built up my confidence about seeing Derek again. Now this!

Is there a problem?

Kate, this is Bree Albright.

She's one of the singers in Moonlit Dreams.

We were a band about a million years ago,

one currently missing their other singer.

What, is Derek not gonna show up?

When we were married, I could never tell what he was going to do next.

Just ask Elton where the two of them really were

when Derek was declared clinically dead in '87.

♪ It's just a gesture

♪ A gesture of our love. ♪ Er, excuse me.

Sorry, sorry. We're having a private conversation.

A-ha, but I run Moonlit Screams, the band's fan club.

Unofficial fan club.

I need an interview.

This gig is a huge event for the whole Moonlit Dreams community.

You owe us. Erm, sorry.

This passenger's not feeling very well.

Could you give her a bit of space, please?

Er, more space than that, pal.

I'm a paying passenger. Do I look impressed?

Ha. Barry Lawson.

He sits outside my house sometimes. It's creepy.

Frankie and the security team will keep a close eye on him, OK?

And I'll come with you. Keep any unwanted fans at bay.

Thank you.

You are a darling.

Are we good?

Yeah. Yeah, we're good.

'Good morning. It's another glorious day.

'And you are in for a treat with a capital T,

'a little R and all you can e-a-t.

'Welcome to Saint-Tropez on the sun-drenched Cote d'Azur.'

Hey, are you going ashore?

Er... I defo am.

Love the south of France.

All those chic women in their fab outfits and their cute little dogs.

Er, I am on duty all day. Gutted.

I'll try a snail for you.

Well, maybe we can catch up later.

Yeah. Goedemorgen.

Hello. I have booked us a little table for later.

A place down on the Pampelonne.

It was a favourite of Brigitte Bardot.

Lovely.

Well, er, enjoy.

Shall we?

Come on, open the bloody door, Derek.

We know you're in there.

Last night's party probably still raging in there.

There's another gate around the back, but it's locked.

Let me try this again.

Mr Dawes?

Derek.

My name is Jack Grayling. I'm from the ship.

I'm with the band. Can we talk?

Hey, it's the old gang, back together again. Yeah, baby!

Derek, please. It's me.

Here he is. The dude of dudes.

Derek, what's this madness you've text us?

How you doing, doll?

Ups and downs. You?

Same, ta.

Beautiful villa. Cheers.

Tidy little studio in the back, too.

You're still recording? In here all the time.

And, er, out here? Less so.

But I did dig up some old demos from when we recorded Gestures.

I've been cleaning them up. You never said.

Sure I did.

Maybe no-one was around at the time, though.

And is this THE gun?

From The Savoy Waiter, yeah.

You really played Russian roulette

with Oliver Reed, Lord Lucan and Keith Richards?

Good job Reedy couldn't shoot straight, I tell you.

Derek, what are you playing at?

Why don't you want to do the gig?

Yesterday, I looked in the mirror, saw...

a tired old geezer staring back at me.

Our time is done.

For pity's sake.

Wembley '89 was the end of us.

That was a long time ago.

Not in here, doll.

Look, I hate to be that guy, but you did sign a contract.

So sue me.

The rest of us can't afford to be sued, Derek.

All right, that's it. I'm out.

I know what you did to Mark.

You and me, we're not finished.

I think this is going to take some sorting.

Best leave us to it.

I'll wait for you in that cafe down the lane.

A lot of people are looking forward to this concert.

It would be a shame to let them down.

Need to hit me with the bag every time. OK...

Hi, Piers, Cassie.

Kate.

I, erm... I didn't realise you two were a...

Yeah.

Er, Piers has taken me out for a romantic lunch.

The place Bardot used to go to?

Ha. Er, I haven't mentioned, erm...

Why make an elephant from a mouse?

Yeah. Of course. No, no, no, I'm... I'm happy for you.

Aw, thanks.

Sorry.

Hi, Jack.

Yeah, I'd love to go for coffee.

OK.

His villa is so cool.

So, are they millionaires? Nah. Only Derek is.

He wrote all of their hit songs,

so he gets the bulk of the royalties.

What songs did they sing? Gestures Of Love.

Screaming At The Sunlight. No.

The Stranger In My Bed.

♪ The stranger in my bed... ♪

Yes, now I know it.

You have no idea.

Not a clue.

Probably because I've not been listening to Fuddy Duddy FM.

Hello. Mrs Robinson at the port bow.

Bree, how did it go?

I think we've found a compromise.

But Derek wants to see you. Me?

He has some conditions he wants the ship to agree to.

Well, I should probably come too, then.

If it involves the ship, I should be there.

Yeah.

You so want to have a nosey around a rock star's villa.

Well, you have a very beautiful home.

And YOU are welcome in it any time.

Thank you.

Where's the rest of the band? Suz never came back.

Luke hightailed it out of here, too.

Bree said you had some conditions.

Yeah. I wanna arrive in style.

Maybe by helicopter.

I've just sold it an' all.

Plus a glass of champagne and a packet of cheese and onion crisps

for everyone in the audience.

We'll feast like Roman emperors.

Gunshot.

Stay here. Lock the door behind us.

Oi!

Hey!

He's dead.

Poor geezer.

Who is he?

Luke. He played bass.

My best mate, my worst enemy. We go back some.

Did you know that man that ran away?

Gary?

He ran some fan thing on the interweb.

Right nutter.

You are kidding me.

Derek, put that back. It's evidence. It might be loaded.

This is down-a-rabbit-hole-level crazy.

I know, I know.

Why don't you go and check on Bree, make sure she's all right? Yeah?

Hey. Hi.

There's no sign of him. He's long gone out the back gate.

Look, we haven't got long. I've phoned the police.

We found the gun. What?

It was dropped here, which is where the shooter would have been stood.

I don't think anyone's moved the body.

Single bullet wound to the chest.

The only way in or out of this room is through that door.

That gun was on display in the villa earlier.

It belongs to Derek.

A word, please, hun.

I had a call from some colleagues.

It's about Luke Stone.

Don't even mention his name to me.

Look, I'm sorry to tell you like this, but, erm...

..he's been murdered.

Prime suspect's a man called Barry Lawson.

You know him? Well, he's still on the loose.

For your own safety, you should stay on the ship.

He ain't getting past me.

Hey, where are you going?

Derek, that gun should have been deactivated.

I've been meaning to get round to it, but when you're my age,

the decades just kind of get away from you.

Did you leave this room unattended?

Yeah. Once the band had gone, I had stuff to do.

That creep from the fan club, Larry...

Barry. ..must have snuck in and taken it.

And you keep the gun loaded.

Fans keep trying to break in.

How am I meant to protect myself?

You told us that Luke had left.

Yes. I saw him go out the gate on the camera thing, the CCTV.

Can we make a copy of that footage?

Knock yourself out.

But the camera by the back gate don't work.

It went kaput a couple of weeks back.

Who would have known about that?

Whoever broke it, I guess.

My money's on a poltergeist.

Because...?

It's the kind of thing they do, isn't it?

Can you think why Barry would want to kill Luke?

I thought it was you he was interested in, Bree.

He's a crazy person. They do crazy things.

Last night, he was as close to me as you are now.

I know. Scary. It's all right, sweetheart.

Barry was strange, but I...

I never dreamed he'd be capable of this.

Well, technically, we don't know that he is.

You having a laugh?

We saw him running away from Luke's body.

I just think we should keep an open mind.

You wouldn't be so forgiving if you woke up

and found Barry lurking outside your house.

Don't stress. You got this, doll.

God, this is such a mess.

I'm sorry.

If I hadn't been so stupid back then... Hey. Hey.

♪ Won't be sending roses... ♪...

♪ Or chocolates in a box

♪ I won't be chasing daydreams... ♪

♪ Or another lover's looks. ♪

Don't. Please, don't.

But it's your song.

I don't deserve it any more.

Why did you let her go, Frankie?

Well, she's not a prisoner.

If she wants to disembark, I can't stop her.

Did Suzie seem all right?

I don't know what's normal for rock stars.

No offence, but she seemed in a pretty mean mood.

Then when I mentioned Lawson, she was out of here like a whippet.

And Barry Lawson hasn't returned?

His things are still in his cabin.

Thanks, Frankie. Right. Keep an eye out.

OK, I'm gonna go and find Jamil. I'll meet you in your dressing room.

You should really stay on the ship.

I'll just get my things and go

before the press get wind of what's happened.

Derek and I have got a lot of catching up to do.

Barry Lawson is still out there.

The villa is swarming with police.

Nothing's going to happen to me.

Before you go, Suzie mentioned someone called Mark.

Who is he?

Please.

Mark Chapman.

He was a roadie with us since the early days.

What happened?

He died of an overdose while we were on tour.

Suzie was crazy about him. They were engaged.

Was Luke involved?

He was with him when it happened.

Luke panicked and ran. He...

He could have fetched help, but he left Mark to die instead.

And Suzie didn't know? No!

I thought it would destroy her, so I kept quiet.

Until yesterday.

That was a stupid slip of the tongue.

Suz wouldn't let it rest.

She came to my cabin last night, made me tell her the truth.

How did she take it?

That's what was strange.

She was calm, thoughtful.

Planning something?

Thank you.

So, there's CCTV of Bree, Luke and Suzie all leaving the villa,

but nothing with Barry Lawson on.

Well, he could've come in the back. The cameras were broken there.

The back gate was locked when we first got there. I tried it.

Someone could have opened it for him.

An accomplice?

It's got to have been someone from the band.

Well, couldn't he have just jumped over a wall?

No, it was too high and way too hard to climb.

So who would have had a motive to help him?

Last night, Suzie found out

that Luke was involved in her fiance's death.

If they planned this together,

perhaps she's worried he'd talk if he gets caught.

Which begs the question... where are Barry and Suzie now?

We need to talk.

Barry's blog on the band is insane.

It's like he's literally been through their bins

and put the contents online.

Do you think Suzie will have arranged to meet him?

I wouldn't risk it, if I was her.

By the way, Cassie and Piers. Did you know?

No. It was a surprise to me.

Are you OK?

Yeah. I'm glad she's happy.

Hey, did you manage to look through Barry's cabin?

Yes. Frankie let me in. All his stuff looks pretty normal.

No clues to where he might have gone.

I think I found something.

Look.

Suzie posted this 20 minutes ago on social media, but no caption.

Cafe Juliette.

She's letting Barry know where to find her.

Don't you think it's sad?

Derek and Bree clearly still care for each other,

and instead, they've spent years being lonely.

I mean, surely when you know, you know, right?

Go, go! Go!

Jack! Stay with Suzie.

Barry! Oi!

Oi!

Leave me alone. I didn't do anything.

You shot Luke.

No. I thought I was the one who got shot.

The gun was so loud, I nearly fell over.

Tell that to the police.

Get off me!

Why would I kill Luke? He e-mailed me yesterday.

He told me to be there. What?

He said they were gonna rehearse the gig at midday.

He unlocked the back gate so I could listen.

Luke opened the gate for you?

We had an understanding.

He was writing the history of the band,

all of the details of his affair with Bree.

Bree was having an affair with Luke? Is that why she split up with Derek?

It's what broke the whole band up. The Wembley Apocalypse.

Sorry. The what?

June, 1989, Wembley Stadium.

Derek found out that Bree was cheating on him,

just before the gig.

Derek walks out, leaving 70,000 fans standing in the rain.

You were helping Luke with this book.

Sharing stories I'd heard on the grapevine.

What were you doing with Suzie just now?

I wanted her to vouch for me,

to try and sort things with the cops.

Please let me go on.

Come on.

But if you want to clear your name, we need to know who really did this.

I can help you. Let me have that email.

We know that Bree told you about Luke and your fiance.

You must have been furious.

You think I killed him.

Did you? I wish.

But before I could, the weasel selfishly got himself shot.

By that man we've just seen you with.

What? Barry.

Come on, he hasn't got the balls to be a killer.

Why were you meeting him?

Last night, fair play, I was seeing red.

I found Barry, told him what Luke had done to Mark.

I asked him to put the word out to the fans.

So you wanted to shame Luke?

No, I wanted to destroy him.

But... then I knew dishing the dirt on Luke

after he died would look suspicious.

So I asked Barry to sit on it, for now.

Come on.

Does THAT look like a calculated killer to you?

Jack Grayling.

No.

'We'd like to remind all guests that a full list

'of today's on-board events can be found in your cabin itinerary.'

Hey. Do you think that man's a reporter there? He might be.

I don't think you can tell by just looking.

Well, we need to put the whole ship into lockdown,

make sure that there's no more hacks on board trying to spread rumours.

Yeah, we're not doing that.

The calls I've had, Frankie. So many calls.

Look, it's not your fault that man got killed.

Well, this is a PR nightmare.

Come on a cruise ship and see some legendary acts,

as long as they don't get slaughtered before curtain-up.

And breathe.

Hiya. Yeah, thank you.

Luke told Barry the band were going to rehearse

in the recording studio at midday.

That wasn't true. They were meant to be on the ship by then.

Guaranteed to get him there, though. Could have been a set-up.

If Barry didn't pull the trigger, then who did?

Derek and Bree were with us. And I believe Suzie.

I think she wanted to humiliate him. Shooting him would be too quick.

Er, Jack, I'll meet you inside.

There's just something that I need to do. OK.

Cassie. Hi. Can I have a word? It's about Piers.

Hey.

Watch this and tell me what's wrong.

I'm not seeing anything. Hang on.

When she arrived, she was wearing a hat.

And she was wearing it again when she met us.

But when she left the villa in between, no hat.

Which means she went back.

Er, we came to see how you were doing.

You are a sweetheart.

I'm all right...

..considering.

There was something that we were curious about.

When you first left here this morning,

it took you almost an hour to reach us,

but the cafe's just down the lane.

What is it you were doing?

Crying mostly.

I went for a walk so I could be alone.

Being with the others again, it... it was too much.

And I suppose nobody saw you?

No. That is the point of being alone.

I realised I'd left my hat.

The back gate was open, so I came in.

Did you know the camera at the back gate was broken?

Why would I?

I hadn't realised I was going to need an alibi.

I'm sorry. I need to take this.

You'd better come in.

Hi, mate. Yes. Thank you.

I owe you one.

What did you find?

You sure?

Such a shame about the gig. I was looking forward to that.

She'd never even heard of us.

Good for her.

Could I ask a favour?

Would you sing a song for me?

Why?

Honestly, it would make my colleagues so jealous.

Sorry. I know that sounds pathetic, but...

Please.

I don't know.

Bingo.

Come on, let's do this, doll.

Get over here.

Come on.

Thank you.

♪ We'll be sending roses

♪ Or chocolates in a box

♪ Won't be chasing daydreams

♪ Or another lover's looks

♪ I'll be there for you

♪ When the tide comes crashing in

♪ Get you through the dark times

♪ Help you to swim

♪ It's just a BOTH: ♪ Gesture

♪ A gesture of our love... ♪

Yes, please.

♪ One little gesture

♪ A gesture of our love

♪ Don't think I've forgotten.

♪ All the things we are

♪ Hear what I'm saying?

♪ Whether near or far

♪ It's just a gesture

♪ A gesture of our love

♪ One little gesture

♪ A gesture of our love

♪ It's just a gesture

♪ A gesture of our love

♪ A gesture of our love. ♪

I know how you killed Luke, Derek.

Derek killed Luke?

I spoke to a friend of mine at the Met earlier.

I asked him to look at an email Barry Lawson forwarded to me,

inviting him to sneak through the back gate

and listen to the band rehearse.

There's no way Luke could have sent it.

Why?

Because it was sent yesterday morning

from an internet cafe here in Saint-Tropez...

When Luke was at sea.

All of the band were, except for you, Derek.

Everything we saw here was carefully planned

to make us think we were witnesses to a murder.

That's why you wanted me to come back here.

The email told Barry the back gate would be open,

ensuring he'd come in that way at a certain time...

..along a path where you'd lay the tripwire.

Barry said the gun was loud.

It would have been because it was right next to him.

When we heard the shot, we ran outside...

Gunshot.

..catching the killer red-handed. Lock the door..

Oi!

Hey!

In the chaos, it was easy for you to fall behind.

Even if the police checked the flower beds,

the wire and the cradle would just look

like bits of gardening equipment.

You collected the gun and pretended to find it under the sound desk.

You are kidding me.

Derek, put that back. It's evidence. It might be loaded.

So the shot we heard wasn't the one that killed Luke.

We were just supposed to think it was.

He was already dead.

You're mad!

Derek couldn't even organise his own record collection,

let alone plan a murder.

Tell them.

Sorry, doll.

We were in the garden together...

..and Luke was dead right next door?

Everything you said was calculated to lead Luke into the trap.

But I did dig up some old demos from when we recorded Gestures.

I've been cleaning them up. You never said.

Sure I did.

Maybe no-one was around at the time, though.

They'd be worth a fortune to the fans.

And Luke was desperate for the money.

He wasn't desperate. He was greedy.

He came back here to try and nick 'em,

just like I knew he would.

Stupid fool.

Didn't even question why the back gate was unlocked.

All right, mate?

I didn't see you lurking back there.

Just come back to, erm...

Steady on, pal.

I wouldn't have cared if you'd come after me.

But I won't let you do this to her.

All right. Look, let's negot...

Why?

He was gonna publish filth about you.

A grubby, horrible book.

He bragged about it when he called to talk me into a reunion.

You did this for me?

When he called, I really thought he might apologise,

try and put the past behind him.

But all he wanted to do was cash in and humiliate you.

He didn't regret a thing.

It was the last straw.

It was my own stupid fault

he had anything to write about in the first place.

30 years he stole from us.

All that time we could have had...

..the love we lost out on.

Being with him was the worst mistake I ever made.

But it was MY mistake.

It don't matter.

You're the one the songs are about...

..the one I can always forgive.

I wish you'd said that 30 years ago.

You silly, silly man.

What happens now?

Er, the police.

So as a treat, I have asked the chefs

to prepare us some mattentaart to my mother's recipe.

Do you think she'd like me? Who?

Your mother.

Well, she is quite demanding.

Did she like Kate?

What?

Look, Piers, this has been fun, but I think it's run its course.

I can't do this.

Cassie, what? What?

I'm never gonna match up to Kate, am I?

What did she say to you?

Enough for me to know that you're still in love with her.

Thought so.

No. Cassie, wait. Wait!

Your mattentaart, sir.

That was heartbreaking. They should absolutely be together.

Derek killed someone. He has to pay for that.

But now they both end up alone. They made their choices, Kate.

But they made the wrong ones, Jack,

to just let their happiness slip away like that.

I should go and check my stage time.

Hi. You've just missed Jack.

He's got his work cut out for him tonight,

standing in for Moonlit Dreams.

Half the passengers want their money back for the entire cruise.

He's lucky we don't have pitchforks on board.

Well, no, they're lucky to have him.

And if they can't see that, that's their loss.

I'm gonna have to go. I'll see you in a bit.

'Good evening.

'From the bridge, Piers de Vreese, staff captain,

'with an update on our current position.

'We're sailing due southeast at a cruising speed of 20 knots

'just off the coast of France with the Cap d'Antibes on our port side,

'heading out into the Ligurian Sea.

'Temperature up here on the bridge, a pleasant 18 degrees.

'Enjoy your time at sea.

'Rest assured you're in safe hands.'

Cassie?

Hey. You OK?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Piers?

Am I just an idiot, Jack? No, of course you're not.

Or is everyone worth having already in love with someone else?

Hey, come here.

Don't be thinking like that, OK?

Look, you're smart...

..kind, you're funny and attractive.

Do you really think so? Yeah.

Cassie... God.

I can't believe I just did that. It's fine. It's fine.

I know you don't see me like that. You're just hurting, that's all.

God, can we pretend that didn't happen?

Yes.

The right one will come along. You'll see.

She already has for you, hasn't she?

I think so.

Well, I hope it works out for you.

Ladies and gentlemen, they say that you play this ship twice -

once on the way up and once on the way down.

It's good to be back.

Here's a man who is very much on the way up.

It's the one, the only, Mr Jack Grayling!

'The Great Pretender'

♪ yes

♪ I'm the great pretender

♪ Pretending that I'm doing well

♪ My need is such

♪ I pretend too much

♪ I'm lonely

♪ But no-one can tell

♪ yes

♪ I'm the great pretender

♪ Adrift in a world of my own

♪ I've played the game

♪ But to my real shame

♪ You've left me

♪ To grieve all alone

♪ To release this feeling

♪ Of make-believe

♪ Too real when I feel

♪ What my heart can't conceal

♪ yes

♪ I'm the great pretender

♪ Just laughing and gay

♪ Like a clown

♪ I seem to be what I'm not

♪ You see

♪ I'm wearing my heart like a crown

♪ Pretending

♪ That you're still around

♪ To release this feeling

♪ Of make-believe

♪ Too real when I feel

♪ What my heart can't conceal... ♪

♪ Yes, I'm the great pretender

♪ Just laughing and gay

♪ Like a clown

♪ I seem to be what I'm not

♪ You see

♪ I'm wearing my heart

♪ Like a crown

♪ Pretending

♪ That you're still around... ♪

♪ ♪

'We have now docked

'in the City of the Violet Crown, Athens.

The crest of Aphrodite.

Holding the crest connects you to your one true love.

You're going there together?

Do you really think you're in a position to comment on what I do?

Folk are saying there's been a murder.

'Somebody clearly doesn't want us hanging round.'

The crest was insured for 5 million euros.

I mean, that's enough motive for anyone.

He's definitely up to something.

Your gut instinct doesn't give you the right

to take the law into your own hands.

♪ You thought you'd run away now

♪ From the troubles in your life

♪ And watch a new horizon

♪ In the sky

♪ But now the truth's caught up With you

♪ Forever

♪ It's waiting for you

♪ In the deep blue. ♪