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-Can you see me?
-Are we starting?

Your camera's off.

I'm just letting people in
as they arrive.

Any chance of actually
starting this thing on time?

Yeah. It's only
just quarter to, Moira.

-I can't see you.
-Hi, there.

-Hi, Moira.
-I said I can't see you.

Oh, really? Um...

Not you. Estelle.

Hi. Yes, I just need to...

-Hi there. -Hi.
-Hello.

-Okay.
-Hi there.

Welcome, everyone, to this
slightly unusual meeting

of Causton Grammar
Parent-Teacher Association.

Due to the unfortunate way
things ended last time,

the decision was taken
to move online.

My hope is that
we can communicate

more constructively this time.

Constructive criticism
surely involves listening,

not canceling events
unilaterally

with no consultation,
no real evidence.

The issue which you're
referring to is on the agenda,

Moira, thank you.

But first, I'm going to
hand over to our deputy head,

Mr. Crawford,
for some housekeeping.

Hi there, everyone.

My connection's a bit dodgy,

but hopefully we're
going to be okay.

So the minutes
from our last meeting

have been reviewed and, um...

-Well...
-Yeah. Whatever. Get on with it.

Sorry. Really sorry.

No, no, I'm not sitting
through all of this.

We need to talk about Holly.

Well, we've got a meeting
that's in the diary

next week to discuss Holly.

Every day she's excluded

is another day she's
missing her education.

All her training
for the athletic trials.

It's just not fair.

It's not lawful.

I understand you're upset,

but this isn't
the appropriate forum.

Appropriate forum?

Waste of time!

Um, perhaps we should move on

to item one on the agenda.

Um, cancelation
of PTA fundraising event,

a Q and A with Piers Mayhew.

-Ugh!
-Any thoughts?

-Oh, here we go.
-Do we have to?

Well, if you could
please keep yourself on mute

unless you have something
constructive.

I'm sure you would love
to mute me, Mr. Crawford,

but as chairwoman of the PTA,
I am entitled to have my say.

Go for it, Moira.

Canceling an event
at such short notice

is an insult to the work
of this committee.

Do you have any idea

how difficult it is to secure
a speaker like Piers Mayhew?

He is your brother.

Meaning?

Was it that difficult
to book him?

He is the region's
best-selling children's author.

Given his recent outbursts
on social media,

I simply don't see
how we can go ahead.

Oh, that's not what you were
saying until Kara got involved.

-Where is she, anyway?
-She's off sick.

She'll be in tomorrow.

How convenient.

I cannot allow you

to keep derailing
these meetings, Moira.

If this continues, you will
be ejected from this committee.

Reeling.

I stayed on as PTA head
as an act of goodwill

because nobody else would do it.

And we appreciate it.

Item two of the agenda.

Uh, second-hand uniform sale.

And as a PTA head,

I am entitled to call
an emergency meeting.

It says so in the constitution.

Second-hand uniform sale.

-Have you read the PTA rules?
-Because they...

-Okay.
-Uh, I have muted you, Moira.

I'm so sorry.

Uh, there can be
no further...

-Estelle?
-Call an ambulance.

-Happy?
-Yeah.

It looks brilliant.

Mm. That smells incredible.

We've got butter chicken,
lamb skewers, and daal.

Ooh! Oh.

And you think
you're getting some, do you?

Well, you're out of luck

because nobody wants to deal
with the aftermath of that.

You're just setting Paddy up
to take the blame for you.

That's an outrageous accusation.

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

See? He is home on time.

What's that?

Mum said you're unreliable.

-Hold on.
-I didn't say Dad was unreliable.

I said sometimes his job...

Winter?

Right.

Okay. See you there.

You're kidding.

Dad, if I ever get married,

it will not be to a policeman.

Estelle Hallis, 52,
head teacher.

She was running a PTA meeting
online when she was killed.

-She was killed on camera?
-In front of a dozen people.

No one saw anything, though.

The killer must have stayed low
and out of shot.

That looks like a javelin.

It is.

The angle suggests

it was an upward stabbing motion
from low down.

You won't need my
help with time of death.

It's on camera.
At 5:48, precisely.

After school clubs finish
at 5 p.m.

and the school is locked, and
only the staff have the code.

Have next of kin been notified?

Yeah. We're trying.

There's a husband,
Blake Anderson.

He runs the bike shop in town,

but he's not picking up
his phone.

And then there's a daughter,
Kara.

She's an art teacher here,
but also uncontactable.

Apparently,
she's off sick today.

I assume curry night's canceled.

-No, no. Please go.
-They've gone to so much effort.

You could get them
to save some for me.

Lamb skewers or something?

Lamb skewers?

Maybe just a naan.

The javelin was kept here, sir.

This must have been planned.

They knew she'd be on that call,

and knew she'd be
wearing headphones

and wouldn't hear them coming.

-Hmm.
-There's something else.

This classroom belongs to
the victim's daughter, Kara.

It's an
interesting message, right?

"Always behind you."

Not fully dry.

This is recent.

Who was first on the scene?

Tim Crawford, deputy head.

-DCI Barnaby.
-Were you on the video call?

I did it from my classroom
just down the corridor.

-Did you see anybody?
-No.

I ran over straight away,
but by the time I got...

-I'm sorry.
-Is there somewhere we can talk?

Our staff room's just here.

Oh, uh, sorry. Uh...

End of year prank, I guess.

Is this graffiti new?

What's that? Oh, yes.

Uh, Hilary? Yeah.

Yeah, the kids love it when
they find out my middle name.

What kind of head teacher
was Estelle?

She's ambitious,
which is not a bad thing,

but I'll put it this way...

She expelled more pupils
in two years

than the last head did in 12.

Anyone recently?

Holly Randell last week.

Her parents are appealing it.

There was a Paul
and Josephine Randell

on the video call list
you gave me.

Yeah. That's them. Paul,
he stormed out at the beginning.

But Josie,
she was on for the whole call.

How far away do they live?

Just over the road.

What was Holly expelled for?

-Um, she...
-Tim.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, yeah.

Um, where are the girls?

-Oh, they're in the car.
-We were at their ballet lesson.

Oh, sorry. Um, I'm Felicity.
I'm the school receptionist.

Um, they were
just asking about Holly Randell.

Oh, surely
no one's blaming her for this.

I mean, well, she's made
some silly mistakes, but...

What kind of mistakes?

She stole a brand
new tablet from the ICT class,

then sold it online.

She was trying to get money

to go on the year 12
residential,

which is way too expensive now.

Yeah, well, we can't use that place
in the Lake District anymore, can we?

Health and safety nightmare.

Have you told them
about the situation with Piers?

Piers? No.

Piers Mayhew.

Um, he's the brother
of our PTA chairwoman, Moira.

He was meant to do
a fundraiser for us, but...

Well, he...

He got a bit provocative
on social media.

He's a misogynist and a troll.

Unfortunately for him,
one of the women he targeted

was Estelle's daughter, Kara.

She persuaded her mother
to cancel his event,

and he wasn't very happy
about it.

Neither was Moira.

She threw a chair at him
when she found out last Friday.

That's why we moved
the meeting online today.

Have you managed
to contact Kara?

I've left messages.

She was on a yoga retreat
in Snowdonia over the weekend,

and she did text Estelle to say
that she was sick,

so she might not
have traveled back yet.

She was going on about
some kind of digital detox.

-Very into that sort of thing.
-Thank you.

We'll be in touch about opening
the school tomorrow.

Certain areas obviously
will remain off limits.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

Um, DCI Barnaby, I don't know
if this is important,

but, um,
when I was leaving today,

Moira's grandson, Dominic,

was hanging around
outside Estelle's office.

Well, he was giving
a talk to the sixth form

about starting university.

Well, yes, but that
was finished by 3:30, though.

I saw him at four.

Look, I don't want to cause
any problems.

He's a great kid,
but, um, it's just

he looked pretty upset.

Thank you.

What do you mean he was upset?

Well, like I said.

We used to live next door.

And when my daughter died,

when I was going through all the
guardianship stuff for Dominic,

she held me together.

This must be very difficult.

I was shouting at her
when it happened.

About stupid things.
Things that don't even matter.

Gran, it's okay.

We heard about an incident
in a meeting

last Friday with a chair.

Who told you that?

I'd had enough, that's all.

Kara and her woke pontificating.

The chair was in my way,
so I moved it...

a bit too hard.

Sorry.

I don't see how
all this is relevant.

I mean,
surely you're not accusing me.

I was on the video call.

You visited the school earlier.

-Is that right?
-I did a talk. Yeah.

How to succeed at university.

Dominic was head boy.

He's now in a
very competitive course.

Did you see Estelle Hallis?

-No.
-Are you sure?

A witness saw you outside
her office at around 4 p.m.

Well, Gran wanted me to nag her

about this book event
with Piers.

I knocked and she didn't answer,
so I left.

The witness said
that you looked upset.

I wasn't.

Hiya!

I thought you weren't in
till tomorrow.

I thought you weren't in.

-All right, Moira.
-Have you seen it out there?

There's, like,
20 police cars at the school.

These gentlemen are the police.

Oh, right. Uh, Reese Chapman.

She's the dusty old books,
I'm the fabulous textiles.

Estelle Hallis
has been murdered.

What? Seriously?

Seriously. Stabbed to death
with a javelin.

That's not how you tell people.

Well, that's how you told me.

Does Kara know?

We're trying to get hold of her.

Yeah, she's not been picking up
all weekend.

She's my housemate.

We were told she was
on a yoga retreat in Wales.

Yeah, but she should be back.

This is gonna destroy her.

They were really close.

I'm sorry. Do you mind?

Did Estelle ever
talk about her marriage?

She seemed happy enough.

You don't like Blake?

Don't trust him.

I don't know,
there's just something.

Holly says he's all right.

My girlfriend, she works
a Saturday job at his bike shop.

-Is that Holly Randell?
-Yeah.

So she works
with Estelle's husband.

Okay, well, I've left my number.

Do call if Kara gets in touch.

Hmm.

That's unusual.

It's all my own work.

We run knitting sessions
on Thursdays.

-Everyone's welcome.
-Oh, no. My...

My gran taught me to knit
in the school holidays, but,

-oh, I couldn't do it now.
-Well, you never lose it.

It's like riding
a big wooly bike.

Thanks.

Oh.

Please don't be shy, Winter.

I'd love a nice scarf.

Yeah. Hello?

Okay. Tell him to stay put.

I'll get DS Winter
over there now.

-Thanks.
-Who was that?

Uh, they've located Estelle's
husband at the bike shop.

You go over there
and see what you make of him

while I talk to the girl
who was expelled.

Only, um, try not to needle him.

What?

You see, you've got to
unravel the whole case

before you can knit it
back together.

But don't let him pull
the wool over your eyes.

Lunch box is on the table

and PE kit's in the wash.

Please, please!

Lucy seemed freaked out
by all the police.

Wasn't sure what to say.

Oh, come on!

Again?

You promised
that you would check next time

before donating things
like my stuff from the attic.

Your old awards from school.

Are you still going on
about that?

A tidy house helps me cope.

What's this?

And these?

You know what they are.

What are you doing?

-He said he waited.
-You didn't turn up.

There was a bit of a problem.

I didn't want to worry you
about it.

What sort of problem? Reese.

Okay, look, don't freak out.

But Kara is not
on a yoga retreat in Wales.

I keep my phone off on the bike.

So when I turn it back on,
all the missed calls...

I knew it was bad.

I-I think I...

Can I see her?

Because I think I need to

for it to feel real.

-We can arrange that.
-Of course.

Were you cycling with anyone
today?

Uh, I was on my own
up in the Chilterns.

How long had you been married?

Um, eight years next month.

Second time.
Lucky for both of us.

What's the situation
with Estelle's first husband.

Left when Kara was a baby.

How did you meet?

Online.

She was teaching in Nottingham,

but she always wanted to move
back to Midsomer.

So, um, when she got
the headmistress job,

we came down here.

We were told that
she expelled a lot of students.

Did that make her any enemies?

No.

It's not like
she ever abandoned the kids.

She'd go out of her way to find
them places at another school,

somewhere
they could start again.

She was friends
with Moira Mayhew.

Is that right?

Was. Yeah.

She phoned on Saturday going
ballistic about this book event.

Estelle put her on speaker,
and the language coming out.

Seriously.

She might be getting on,

but she scares
the hell out of me.

So, Josie, you were
on the call right until the end.

But, Paul,
you left a couple of minutes in.

I'd had enough.

I took myself outside
to calm down.

Hmm.

Are the fields behind this house
the school playing fields?

I wasn't running across them
to murder the headmistress,

if that's where you're going.

Hmm.

I was in the garden.

She could see me.

Mm. And what were you doing,
Holly?

Wasting my life in the park.

-I'm sorry.
-She's having a tricky time.

-I heard about the expulsion.
-You stole computer equipment.

-It was stupid.
-I said I was sorry.

Someone told
her form teacher, Kara Hallis.

We thought she'd help
sort it out,

-but Kara told Estelle.
-No discussion.

Just out for a kid who's
never been any trouble before.

I mean,
we know what it's really about.

Holly's very sporty.

She was training for the
school's national championships,

but she's not academic as such.

-I'm really thick.
-Ah.

That's not what she's saying.

It's just Estelle was precious
about those exam results.

So the decision was taken
by the headmistress?

I don't know why Miss Hallis
even thought she could tell her.

I thought she was all right,

but she was so fake.

"I've got you, Holly.
I'm always behind you."

"Always behind you"?

Are you sure you haven't been
to the school today?

Yeah.

Because there's graffiti on the
wall of Kara Hallis's art room

with that exact phrase.

-Not in green paint.
-Yes.

You were washing
green paint off your hands

when you got home.

She told me it was
off a fence in the park.

It was just a joke.

I was there, okay?

But I didn't touch
Estelle Hallis.

Ask Dominic.

Dominic was with you
at the school?

I went to see him
after his talk.

We were messing around
in the staff room,

but then we heard
the police cars turn up.

We made it out
across the fields.

-Causton Grammar.
-Oh, yeah.

I'm a teaching assistant.

-Wow.
-How do you find it there?

Oh, um, I used to like it.

Well, since Estelle started,

uh, there's a lot
more politics now.

What sort of thing?

Everyone assumed Tim Crawford

would be the next head.

He applied for it,

and, uh,
his wife still isn't over it.

Was there tension
between Felicity and Estelle?

She thought Estelle
was trying to push Tim out.

I just put it down
to sour grapes.

But then Felicity found an email
chain with the governors, and...

Did she confront Estelle?

-It was weird.
-She was going to.

She was all riled up
and then changed her tune,

said it was all
a misunderstanding

and refused to speak
about it ever since.

Okay, well thank you.

If Kara Hallis does
get in contact with anyone

at the school, make sure
she calls me straight away.

-Does Kara not know yet?
-Surely Tim called her.

-Everyone's calling her.
-No reply.

Well, if she was going to pick
up to anyone, it would be Tim.

Why do you say that?

Well, he was her mentor
in her NQT year.

Just stuff from gossip, probably.

Well, that was interesting.

Follow up on Felicity Crawford's
movements,

because there was
much more tension

between Felicity and Estelle
than she let on.

She said that she was
at ballet with her kids.

I'll check.

Also, I've got an address
for Piers Mayhew.

His sister, Moira
definitely downplayed

how hostile things were.

Deception runs
in the family then,

because if Holly's telling
the truth,

Dominic Mayhew is lying
through his teeth.

What about?

He told us he left
the school at four.

Holly says he was still there
when Estelle was murdered.

We were a kids TV presenter?

-Yeah. Guilty.
-And what were you a fan of?

"Crazy Carousel"
or "Ghost Town"?

-Oh, no.
-I just saw the photos.

-Oh, well, before your time.
-Obviously.

I was glad to leave it all
behind, to be honest.

You're a children's author now?

Yes, a bit of a pivot,

but I had this idea about a boy

who can turn himself
into sea creatures.

And it, well, it...

it sold rather well.

We're here
to talk about Estelle Hallis.

I believe Moira has told
you what happened.

Indeed.

And I'm suspect
numero uno, am I?

Well, we have some questions.

Estelle was weak.

She caved in to pressure
from the snowflake mob.

But as her daughter, Kara,
I have the real problem with.

She was the one
leading said mob.

And you had an argument
with Kara online.

There was a debate
about sensitivity,

rewrites in children's books,

expunging references
to characters being fat.

Censorship, essentially.

And I felt very strongly
about it.

And yes, a few glasses
of New World Riesling

had been consumed, and possibly
I did overstep the mark,

but nothing to justify
my wholesale cancelation.

Where were you this afternoon?

Around 5:45?

Oh, I was
at the Kingston Arms from 5:00.

The landlord, Pete,
can vouch for me.

-This looks amazing.
-Sorry we're so late.

-Oh. don't worry.
-Oh.

How cross is Betty with me,
on a scale of one to teenager?

She'll get over it.

But listen,
is it really Estelle Hallis?

-I didn't clap. I promise.
-She didn't have to.

It's all over
the teacher message groups.

Well, I would never
contradict a group of educators.

Oh, well, I remember her
from that conference

in Birmingham last year.

She's a fellow historian.

She writes about female spies
in World War II.

It's fascinating.

I'll put it on my reading list.

I tell you what,
I did not enjoy being back

in the Headteacher's office
again today.

-Traumatic memories.
-Oh, I loved school.

But we know you did, head girl.

We're an elite breed.

I thought you'd be much
more likely to get expelled.

-How dare you?
-I was an excellent head girl.

I liked the power.

-Ah, yes.
-I can totally see it now.

It was him over there
getting himself expelled.

I was not expelled,
I was suspended.

What did you do?

Oh, just stupid
14 year old stuff.

Such as?

Come on.

We will get it out of you.

I can assure you, you won't.

Hi.

Um, it's not a good time, Holly.

I just wanted to say
I'm sorry about your wife.

I know, me and her...

She was trying to help you,
Holly.

-She liked you, Holly.
-She expelled me.

Because you stole
from the school!

How nice. Where'd you steal
these from, eh?

I'm sorry. I just...

Her last days were filled
with nothing but stress

because of you.

-Now get out!
-Blake?

Don't come back.

There's no job for you
here anymore.

All right, guys, last up.

Have a good one.

The last one,
shut the door, please.

-Thank you.
-Wait, wait, wait.

-Oh. Thanks, sir.
-Oh.

-Yeah.
-I thought I'd get back into it.

It's meant to be good
for relaxation.

Oh, you don't
have to justify it to me.

I would just question
whether green is your color.

I'm told
that it brings out my eyes.

-Oh, so it does.
-I stand corrected.

Shall we watch some footage
of a murder again, then?

That's what we get paid for.

I hope there'd be some kind
of reflection or something,

but there's nothing.

Well, they've been very careful.

Then, at precisely 5:48...

Call an ambulance.

-Anything else to see?
-No.

They have cameras
at key locations.

But not everywhere.

Okay.

Oh, um,
Dominic admitted to lying.

He was worried
about getting in trouble

for the graffiti, apparently.

And he thought
that was worth lying for

in a murder investigation.

What did you make of
Estelle's husband?

His grief seemed genuine enough.

-And there's no financial motive.
-Well, she's well off.

And five rental properties
between here and the Midlands.

Yeah,
but it all goes to Kara though.

The solicitor sent
the will through this morning.

I assume Kara
hasn't made contact overnight.

No. There's a text from her
on Estelle's phone, though.

Sent Sunday night.

Said that she had food poisoning
and couldn't drive back.

But I have contacted
every yoga center in Snowdonia,

not one of them
has a record of her booking.

Tracking her down
needs to be a priority.

I'm meant to be
in a meeting upstairs.

Just quickly.
Traumatic aortic rupture.

One clean stab.

-No hesitation.
-Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

Any developments
on our other case?

-What? What other case?
-I need you full-time on this.

The case of the delinquent DCI.

We're brainstorming reasons
you got suspended from school.

And what do you have so far?

Setting off a fire extinguisher.

Starting a food fight?

Something involving nudity.

Miles off.

Miles and miles.

Okay!

Mr. Crawford? Tim!

Oh. Hi, Moira.

Dominic has something to say.

Yeah. Hi.

Sorry for the damage
to the staff room yesterday.

It was me and Holly.

Holly's the one
who did the graffiti.

He just didn't stop her.

Sounds like
we need to have a little chat.

Right. Yes.

It really wasn't his fault.

-I'm sorry.
-What were you thinking?

How does that possibly help
your case?

-I know I made it all worse.
-You can still help me.

I don't think I can.

Not now.

Please.

Any idea
where in Snowdonia it was?

No.

Or if she was going with anyone?

She didn't tell me
anything about it.

She didn't take any
of her yoga stuff.

Well, she said
they provided mats and everything.

I thought you said
she didn't tell you

any details about the trip.

-Oh, well, yeah.
-No, she didn't.

Just that.

Just that one
very specific thing.

I can't do this.

I'm feeling sick all the time.

Look, there is no yoga retreat.

She was supposed to fly
to Boston Friday night,

-but she's disappeared.
-Why was she going to Boston?

She was delivering a
rare book to some American guy.

Signed first edition. All that.
Except it was fake.

Rare books. Is Moira Mayhew
involved in this?

I don't want to get her
in trouble.

She's just trying
to put Dominic through Uni,

and I've got a slight tax issue.

So you're selling
fake books to collectors?

It was just this one.

The guy paid 70 grand,
so he wanted it hand-delivered.

-She asked me to do it.
-How did Kara get involved?

I didn't think about it
till I agreed, but I,

uh, I got arrested at a climate
change protest last year.

I can't get the paperwork
to enter the US.

So you asked Kara to go instead?

She was meant to be
on the 9 p.m. flight.

I've been calling and calling.

It's like she's vanished
off the face of the planet.

-Winter.
-Sorry I couldn't pick up.

I had a feeling that Reese
Chapman was about to crack,

and he did.

Kara was never going on
that yoga retreat.

She was flying to Boston.

Well, she didn't make it, sir.

The school caretaker found
her body half an hour ago.

Thank you.

It's definitely her?

Driving license.

No sign of her phone, though.

This is all due
to be collected today.

Well?

We've got a huge
depressed skull fracture.

Rigor has completely dissipated.

I'd say she's been dead
for 3 or 4 days.

Friday or Saturday.

So she'd already been dead
for days by the time

her mother was killed.

So the message about food
poisoning is from the killer.

Just playing for time.

These were in her jacket.

The most commonly prescribed
for anxiety and panic attacks.

I can't see properly,

but I think there's
discoloration on the back

of the calves and thighs
where the blood circled.

That tells us she wasn't
always in this position.

She was in a seated position

somewhere for
at least 12 hours after death,

then moved to the locker.

We're missing a crime scene.

Given where she's been found,

let's focus on the school.

Contaminated
by hundreds of kids.

We'll just have to do
what we can.

That's us in Barcelona.

We traveled around Europe

together last summer
on a grand tour.

I always thought boyfriends come
and go and whatever,

but me and Kara, I, um...

I thought she'd always
be in my life.

It's a huge loss.

-I'm sorry.
-Yeah.

Well, the main thing now

is that he doesn't get away
with it.

Who?

This guy, Piers Mayhew.

I know who he is.

Kara got into an argument
with him online.

Yeah, but you know about
the other account?

Our friend from art school,

his auntie used to work
with Piers in TV,

and she told Kara all these
stories about him drunk on set,

abusive to runners,
massive creep.

And Kara set up an anonymous
account to share the stories.

Did Piers know it was Kara?

He found out last week

and he came to the house
looking for her.

He only left when I threatened
to call the police.

Here, hold on.

Yeah.

This, uh,
this last post on Thursday.

"Stay tuned. More to come."
Any idea what that was?

No, but he was freaking out
about the press.

Like anyone remembers who he is.

Were you aware
that Kara was taking medication

-for panic attacks?
-No.

She did get a prescription
last year.

She, uh, she saw an accident
on a school trip.

One of the instructors.

I was worried
about her popping pills, though.

I thought she decided not to.

I can't believe
she didn't tell me that.

She was my best friend.

Winter.

Oh, sir, someone's
given the art room

a thorough bleaching,

but there's some blood
showing up by the door.

They're testing the store
cupboard now, and it's...

it's lighting up
like a Christmas tree.

So we know where
her body was kept.

-Good work.
-Oh, one more thing, sir.

She emailed Paul Randell
on Wednesday,

saying that she
would contact the driving agency

if he didn't do it himself.

Paul then asked for
a meeting with her.

Do we know
if that meeting took place?

No,
he's not on the visitor's log.

But Reese Chapman is.

He's down as visiting Kara
at 1:15 on Friday.

It's the only entry
I can find for him.

-Interesting.
-He didn't mention that.

Well, let's pay
the Randells a visit.

But first we need to talk to
Piers Mayhew.

It turns out
that Kara was getting ready

to destroy his reputation.

People spread rumors
online all the time.

Nobody's going to pay
attention to Kara.

You seem very sure about that.

Look, I wish I could help,

but I was sitting in that chair
most of the weekend

working on the next novel.

Yes, okay,
I did run a few errands,

so if you can give me
a more specific time.

So you can ask someone
to lie for you

like you did
when Estelle was killed.

I don't know what you mean.

We spoke to the landlord
of the Kynaston Arms

on our way over here.

Your friend Pete.

Except he says
he's not our friend.

And he was only too happy
to report

that you were not at his pub
from 5 p.m. yesterday.

You got there over an hour
later at 6:15 and had one drink,

and then phoned him
and asked him to lie.

Okay, okay, you got me.

I've been extremely foolish.

I listen to Moira,
and that was a mistake.

What's Moira
got to do with this?

Well,
she was afraid I'd be a suspect.

And with good reason,
as it turns out.

Anyway, her panic was infectious

and she persuaded me
to get myself an alibi

in a populated place
as soon as possible.

So where were you, really,
when Estelle was killed?

Well, unhelpfully,
for all of us.

I was sitting
at that computer, writing.

A task I must get back to.

If there's nothing else?

Nothing for now.

You're probably safe
to take Pete

off your Christmas card list, though.

My grandmother had it, and
she lived right into her 80s.

So we know it's
not a death sentence.

But still. Gonna miss.

There's no way you want to hear.

Of course.

And you drive for a living?

I was planning to declare it.

And I do get it.
I'm driving kids around.

But what if I need a test
to keep my license?

I wanted other work lined up
first.

He's been keeping
the driving to a minimum,

but then another bill comes in.

We overstretched on this place.
It's got quite tight.

You don't have to pretend.

I know we're losing the house.

And it's my fault Kara knew.

I told her about
Dad's diagnosis back

when I thought I could trust
her.

Before I killed her. Obviously.

-Holly.
-That's a sick joke to make.

Why would you say that?

Why else are they here, though?

They don't care about
your health or my education

or how you pay your bills.

They think one of us did it.

That's the only reason
they're talking to us.

-I really do apologize.
-It's okay.

We're here to ask
difficult questions.

And yes, it would be helpful
if you could tell us

where you were from Friday
afternoon to Saturday night.

Friday we were all here,

and Saturday Paul was
at the shops and me and Holly

were doing the garden.

-It's Blake Anderson.
-You should be talking to Into.

His wife and stepdaughter
are both dead,

and he's super aggressive.

Your boyfriend said that
you liked working with Blake.

That was
before he lost it with me.

Like, I honestly thought
he was going to hit me.

I was just trying
to give him some flowers.

When was this?

Last night.

So instead of harassing
my disabled dad,

perhaps you could ask Blake
why he has anger issues.

And then you could leave us
alone.

Holl?

What are you looking at?

Holly!

Oh.

There's more in the dish,
if you'd like some.

Oh, is that Estelle's
academic work?

No photos from her phone.

Just checking
I'm not missing anything.

It looks like she did
a knitting course at Top Yarns.

I thought maybe it was
her research because she's

marked up the stitches
with letters.

But Estelle was a historian.

What would that have
to do with knitting?

Remember I said

that she'd written about
female spies in World War II?

I remember everything you say.

Well, sometimes they use
knitting to hide messages

so that they'd do sequences
of smooth stitches

and then raise stitches
like that.

And it would spell
out words in Morse code.

One of the spies
was called Phyllis Latour.

Phyllis Latour.

This artwork is called
Oh La La Tour.

Unless it's called
Ooh la Latour,

in which case
she wasn't learning to knit.

She was deciphering a code.

Can you read this?

I could give it a go, but you
probably need a knitter really.

And I know just the man.

Is everything okay with Holly?

Mm-hmm, she's fine.

I wanted to speak to you.

Look, I'm her mother, aren't I?

So I love her no matter what.

-Okay.
-And you love her, too.

Enough to want to protect her.

I think you know
what I'm asking you.

Dominic, I need you
to tell me the truth.

-Ah. That's great.
-What does it say?

-You're kidding, right?
-This is going to take me ages.

I have the utmost faith in you.

Anything more overnight?

Oh, yes.

Digital flagged something weird
in Karas...

Sorry. Kara's search history.

She kept searching
for a Terrence McGregor maths.

It seems that he was a professor
of applied mathematics

and lived in Badger's Drift,
died five years ago, aged 87.

And no obvious connection
to Kara?

Not that I can find.

Well, keep digging.

Okay, mother and daughter
both killed on school grounds.

Kara was killed first,

so presumably it all
starts with her.

Last sighting of coral
is 4:50 p.m.

on Friday, when the
in-person PTA meeting disbanded.

When Moira threw a chair at her.

Moira could have
followed her into the classroom

after the argument.

What if Kara revealed that
she knew about the book fraud?

Or, um...

Holly has to be high
on our list.

Well, she's impulsive.

She felt betrayed
by both Kara and Estelle.

Hmm. Yeah.

Oh, we need to speak
to Felicity Crawford again.

I just heard back
from the ballet studio

that her kids go to, and they
missed their lesson on Monday.

So I called their primary school

and she booked them in
to stay late.

So Felicity lied about where
she was when Estelle was killed.

I'd like to talk to her
about that

and about the staff room gossip
surrounding

her husband and Kara.

-What's going on here?
-Come on.

I did sort of twig that Kara
had a crush on me.

Did I do enough
to discourage it?

Probably not.

It's nice to have the attention.

You know, what it's like.

She was like a lovesick puppy.

Tim had to have a word with her.

It was reassuring, in a way.

Wrong classroom.

-Sorry, miss.
-Thank you.

Reassuring that Kara had
a crush on your husband.

Well, know that
she made it so obvious.

I mean,
something had been going on,

and she would have been
more careful, wouldn't she?

No lines were crossed,
not even slightly.

Do you have any idea

why your wife lied
about taking your daughters

to ballet on Monday?

What?

Where were they then?

I went to see a psychotherapist.

That's not what you said before.

I lied because Tim was there.

And it wasn't something
that I wanted to discuss

in front of my husband.

I think there must be
some crossed wires.

Felicity and I,
we don't have secrets.

That is one
complicated marriage.

See if the therapist
backs her up.

Sir, there's been
a new voicemail left

on Estelle's mobile.

It's from
Dominic's university tutor.

Apparently got
himself kicked out.

Estelle was trying to help.

Oh, Sarah.

-Mm.
-Why is she calling you?

Oh!

-I'll speak to Dominic.
-Hi, Sarah.

Yeah, he's just realized.

Non-attendance at lectures,
failure to submit essays.

After everything I did
to help you get in there!

The coaching,
the extra tutorials!

Maybe that was the problem.

When I had to do it for myself,
I couldn't cope, could I?

You never let me learn to cope.

I spoke to your tutor, Dominic.

He said that Estelle called
him at 4:30 p.m. on Monday.

That's about an hour
before she was killed.

Saying that you
had just left her office

in a highly emotional state.

She called them for me?

She said she couldn't.

And Mr. Crawford had
already tried.

Tim Crawford knew about this?

-He was trying to help.
-Just to be clear, Dominic,

you're admitting
that you met Estelle shortly

before she was murdered,

that you were in her office
and that you were upset?

Well, I talked to her,
but I didn't do anything.

You told us that you
just knocked on the office door,

that you didn't go in.

This is the third version
of events you've given us.

You've made everything
so much harder for yourself.

Why did you lie?

Because I mess things up.

It's what I do
because I'm stupid.

-I need a minute.
-No, Dom.

I have a few questions
for you, Moira, as well.

About your book fraud.

What?

Fake first editions,
forged signatures.

Reese told my colleague
everything.

It's not my usual way of
doing things, I can assure you.

It's more Kara's involvement
that we're focusing on now.

She knew about the scam.
Did she threaten to reveal it?

I didn't know she was involved

until Reese told me on Monday.

I'm telling you the truth.

I'd make a joke
about forgetfulness,

-but I can't remember how it goes.
-Well, come in.

Because you know what
occurred to me this morning?

You remember my old head of
science who moved to Nottingham?

Well, he ended up at the school
that Estelle used to teach at.

So I gave him a ring
this morning.

And Estelle's husband,
Blake Anderson...

-Not Blake Anderson at all.
-What do you mean?

Well, his real name is
Benjamin Ashton.

He went to prison for conning
three separate women

out of their life savings.

They met
when she was volunteering

as a prison educator.

So his whole marriage
to Estelle.

Well, that could be
another romance scam.

You should come
and interview him with me.

You're great at this.

It's not difficult.

I don't know why you
always make it such a song

and dance about it.

It took me a long time
to believe that she liked me,

because obviously she knew
my past.

It was all out there
on the table.

But she believed in new starts.

She was willing to back me.

And that made me think
I can back myself, you know?

-What about Kara?
-Did she know?

We told her we met online.

You should have been up front
with us from the beginning.

I was going to tell you,
but I couldn't.

So it's all at the bottom
of the lake now.

What is my old life.
What was left of it.

Mementos and photos
of my parents.

I threw them away.

I was afraid you were
going to search my shop.

Where were you over the weekend?

-Uh...
-At home with Estelle.

But I can only give you
my word for that.

And I know that's
not worth much.

In light of Kara's death,

your wife's estate is all yours.
Her pension, her property.

It is. Yeah.

I think it's worth quite a lot.

But Estelle is the one person
who knew every last bit of me

and said yes to it all.

So I profit from this.
Yeah, I know I do.

But all I can think about
is what I've lost.

Oh.

You're, um, Dominic's
girlfriend, aren't you?

Yeah.

And what do you want?

Money.

Thank you.

-Oh.
-Get peckish?

No, it's for the
for the guys at the station.

I mean, helping me
with this knitted artwork,

and well...

the stitches in the speech
bubble are indeed Morse code.

And it's all about Kara.

It's basically Reese
declaring his love for her.

Oh, I assumed he was...

No, ignore me and never assume.

So Estelle understood
the reference to Phyllis Latour

and cracked the code,

only to discover it was
about her own daughter.

If Estelle told Kara,

then that would make sense
of the message

that she sent her mother
on Friday morning.

Here.
"I'm worried it's obvious.

I know I'll need to have
the talk."

So you think Kara
was planning to confront Reese?

Well, it could be why
he visited the school on Friday.

And she asked him to talk.
And then she rejected him,

and he snapped.

People have killed for less.

-Sir.
-There.

Both computers are still here.

All my first editions
are accounted for.

I don't understand it.

Well, he must
have been looking for something.

-I've no idea what.
-They've left my stuff alone.

I, uh, don't think
there's much of a market

in stolen knitting needles.

I'm sure you're right.

Can I have a word with you
in private?

Uh, yeah, if you need to.

I've got things to do upstairs.

-Thank you.
-Shall we go through there?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

It's about
your relationship with Kara.

Is it purely platonic?

-Of course. Yeah.
-On both sides?

I'm not sure what
you're getting at.

The message
in the speech bubble.

Do you want me to spell it
out for you?

-That's art.
-It doesn't literally mean.

I think it does.

You're in love with Kara.

You couldn't tell her,
so you poured it into your art.

But Estelle spotted the Latour
reference, didn't she?

It all came out last week.

Because I've been dating men
for so long,

Kara forgot that Bi does
actually mean Bi.

She was acting
like I tricked her or something.

So she rejected you.

The rejection,
I could handle it.

It was the awkwardness.

It was like she was wary
around me.

It was awful.

Is that why you visited
Kara at school on Friday?

I just needed to make
things right

before she got on the plane.

And she said we were good,
but we weren't.

I could feel it.

And after that conversation,
what did you do?

I went straight back home.

Look, it's obvious
where you're taking this.

And you're so wrong.

I could never, ever hurt Kara.

One more thing for now.

Um, does the name Terrence
McGregor mean anything to you?

I've never heard of him.

He was a maths professor.

Kara seemed
to be researching him.

I know who he is!

I couldn't help overhearing.

I bought some crates of books
from his estate when he died.

Turned out to include some
highly sought after Tolkiens.

But I don't know why on earth
Kara was interested.

Rotten fish in the oven?

What?

50 chickens in the staff room.

A truckload of horse manure
in the car park.

Are you really so desperate
to know what got me suspended?

I most certainly am.

Well, Dr. Perkins, I will
tell you on one condition.

Name it.

Under no circumstances
does this get back to winter.

It was, um, weedkiller
on the school sports field.

Applied to burn the grass
in a...

in a certain shape.

A shape a teenage boy
might find amusing.

The very one.

Lucky to get away
with just a suspension.

Oh, I got a lot more than that.

My parents persuaded
a police officer friend

to turn up on our doorstep
in uniform.

He said he had some questions.

He frightened the hell
out of me.

Stellar parenting.

But then these questions were
all about why I'd done it.

He was genuinely curious about
why I was acting out,

you know,

and he he showed me
that you could make a mistake

and he could be okay,
you could come back from it.

I sometimes wonder if
that conversation was the reason

I became a police officer.

That's actually really nice.

I became a pathologist
because I like knives.

And on the subject of pathology.

Ah, yes.

Cause of death was
the depressed skull fracture.

She was hit once,
very hard with a pointed object.

This was on display
in the art room.

Traces of blood and bleach.

I sent it to the lab for DNA.

-Sorry I'm late.
-Felicity's therapist called.

She was with him
when Estelle was killed.

That's Tim and Felicity
both accounted for, though.

Yeah.

What?

-No. It's just...
-It's not impossible

they're working
with a third party, is it?

It's just something
the therapist said.

He assumed that I was calling

because Estelle had followed
through on a threat

that she made to Felicity
about going to the police.

What about?

Well, he wouldn't say.

Client confidentiality,

but I looked it up online, and
he's an addiction specialist.

This is humiliating.

We're not here to embarrass you.

We just need the facts.

Felicity gets quite anxious.

Ever since
the girls were born, really.

And we all deal with stress
in different ways, don't we?

And for Felicity, she...

Well, she takes things
without paying.

Shoplifting.

It just happens
and things get on top of me.

It's not even stuff
that she wants.

Most of it ends up in the bin.

Did Estelle know about this?

No.

Yes.

Well she did.

I mean, when I tried
to talk to her about the way

she was treating you,

she said that...

she said that she'd noticed
me taking things.

Christmas fairs, summer fetes.

I mean, she framed it
as concern, you know.

"How can I help?"

But the message was clear.

She had something over you.

Well, that doesn't
mean anything, does it?

You know that Felicity
didn't kill Estelle.

She can't be in two places
at the same time.

What's this?

A music festival in Croatia.

I need you to give these
to Dominic.

Help him get over
this university business.

Since when did you take the
slightest interest in Dominic?

Since he and his girlfriend
took an interest in me.

-Really good.
-Well done. Really good.

Dominic.

I've got a surprise for you
from your uncle.

Dominic?

Dom!

Oh!

No!

Dominic!

Oh! Oh!

Dominic!

There's nothing
obviously missing,

as far as Moira can tell,

but she can barely speak.

The knitting needle hit
the carotid artery.

Massive blood loss
triggering brain hypoxia.

Moira said
that the shop was closed.

This has got to be linked
to the break in, surely.

No sign of forced entry
this time.

And no obvious struggle.

-Dominic led them in.
-He trusted them.

-They had their own keys.
-Besides Dominic and Moira,

that leaves Reese and Piers.

What's Holly said so far?

She claims she was
here all morning.

Left at 12:30.

She sent me these,
which were taken around midday.

Hmm, that globe has been moved.

Is it still somewhere
in the flat?

-I'm not sure.
-Do you think it's valuable?

-It looks old.
-Let's check it's still here.

-Yes, sir.
-I'm going to talk to Holly.

He was fine when I left him.

-I swear.
-Nobody's accusing you, Holly.

Just tell him what
you told us about Piers.

Piers doesn't write
his own books.

He stole them.

Me and Dominic started
blackmailing him about it.

What do you mean, he stole them?

It was years ago.

Dominic came across
these old notebooks

in the bottom of a box
in the shop.

They belonged to some lecturer
who died?

-A maths lecturer.
-Terence McGregor.

Yeah. That's it.

Um, they were full
of these handwritten stories.

Dominic got really into them.

Piers had a look
and wanted to borrow them.

Who else knew about this?

Piers gave Dominic £500
to keep quiet.

Then Dominic told me.

And when Kara got into
the whole thing

with Piers online, I told her.

Was Kara threatening
to go public?

She said she needed to check
it was true first.

But I went to see him yesterday.

You went to blackmail him?

He agreed to pay for a few
things as long as we kept quiet.

So excited to tell him.

But now what
if I've got him killed?

The only person
responsible for Dominic's death

is the person who killed him.

No sign of that globe.

Moira said
that she was collecting things

at the shop for the
PTA jumble sale.

That came in as a donation.

Kara saw it,
said that she liked it,

and asked Moira
to put it aside for her.

Wait a minute.

So Kara showed an interest
in this globe,

and then Dominic had it
in his possession

until it vanished
around the time he was killed.

You're thinking
whoever killed Dominic

took the globe from the flat, why?

Logically,
there would be two options.

They wanted it themselves,

or they wanted to stop
someone else getting hold of it.

In which case,
what have they done with it?

Hidden it? Disposed of it?

Well, get uniform
to have a look around.

Just in the immediate area

in case
they dumped it straight away.

In the meantime,

I have some questions
for Piers Mayhew,

Midsomer's premier plagiarist, apparently.

What globe?

I've been sitting here
the whole time writing.

It's what I do.

-Mm. The new novel.
-How's that going?

Slowly.

I'd like you to read this, please.

I know what it says.

These stories,
none of them are yours.

You stole them.

I used the material
as a springboard,

-that's all.
-It's plagiarism.

But as you like stories.

Once upon a time,

Dominic told Holly
that you stole your novels.

Holly told Kara and she
was going to tell the world only

before she had a chance,
she was killed.

-This is absurd.
-I did not do this.

Plot twist.

Kara told her mother, Estelle,
and she was killed too.

If you have evidence
to arrest me, go ahead.

Otherwise, this little
storytelling session is over.

Piers has to be top of our list.

Estelle, Kara, and Dominic

were blowing his world apart
between them.

I don't suppose
that globe's turned up?

No, uniform checked
the wheelie bins,

the public litter bins,
the park.

What?

I walked past
that fencing a few hours ago.

It wasn't pulled open like that.

Are you serious?

He's serious.

Okay, can't find them.

I really should stop
buying new suits.

With respect, sir, this is
a complete waste of time.

Hold on.

You were saying?

That your hunches are
always right, sir.

"Prize for Academic Excellence

presented
to Timothy Hillary Crawford,

year eight by Mr. Vincent Bell,
headmaster."

-Oh.
-This is Tim Crawford's globe.

-Tim's?
-From when he was at school?

Okay, but if this was
in the PTA donations,

then why did Kara ask Moira
to put it aside for her?

-I think I might know.
-Vincent Bell.

Here, look.

"Vincent Bell, 72,
fell to his death

while facilitating
a residential trip for a group

of year 12 students
from Causton Grammar."

That's the school trip Tim
organized in the Lake District.

And the man who died
was his old headmaster.

Kara witnessed the accident
on that school trip too.

Reese said that's what started
her panic attacks.

Was she aware
that the man she saw die

was Tim's headmaster?

Or was it only seeing
this globe that told her that?

Come on.

He was just a random old guy
helping out at the center.

Kara saw his body hit the ground

and that's
why she couldn't sleep for ages.

Did she mention that Tim knew
him from when he was at school?

What? No.

And she definitely
would have mentioned that as far

as she was concerned, he was
a stranger to both of them.

What did Kara say

when she asks you
to keep the globe for her?

Just to make sure
it didn't end up

with the jumble sale stuff.

She said she needed to show it
to someone.

Thank you.

Take good care of each other.

So Tim never let on
that he knew Vincent Bell.

And then Kara saw the globe,

saw the names
and made the connection.

Exactly.

And there's one obvious reason
why Tim would cover up

his connection to Vincent Bell,
isn't there?

It wasn't an accident.

Well, but it can't be Tim,
though, can it?

We have him on video
when Estelle was murdered,

and even if he was working
with his wife or something,

we know that she was
with his therapist.

I know,
but what if there was a way

to be in two places at once?

There. Slow that down.

It actually cuts out
for a split second.

5:46 precisely. Two minutes
before Estelle is killed.

You could run from Tim's classroom
to Estelle's office in that time.

Tim said he was having
technical issues.

It's possible
that all the footage

we're seeing after it cuts out
was pre-filmed.

Go to the bit with the javelin.

Look at the timestamp.
It's not 5:48 in a few seconds.

It's 5:48 on the absolute dot.

He timed the javelin
to coordinate

with his faked reaction
on the pre-filmed footage.

-There you go!
-On my whistle!

Mr. Crawford.

We haven't informed
the students yet.

It doesn't feel real, does it?

I mean,
who would want to hurt Dominic?

Who, indeed?

I believe this belongs to you.

Why don't you tell us
about Vincent Bell or Mr. Bell,

as I suppose he was to you,
being your headmaster.

I don't want to talk about him.

Not here.

We know what you did.

We have a good idea
how you did it.

I'd just like to know why.

Why?!

Because he was a monster!

He was a bully. He belittled us.
Terrified us day and night.

-Was this a boarding school?
-Yes! There's no escape.

I know for a fact
there are men out there,

middle-aged men, they're
suffering from depression,

unable to form relationships

because of the damage
that he did.

You tried to be a good student.

You know,
the day that I won that

he said it made me conceited.

He made me take
off my socks and shoes

and run 20 laps
around the school.

And when he saw that
my feet were bleeding,

do you know what he did,
DCI Barnaby?

He smiled.

That man was a sadist!

Then all those years later
at the outdoor center...

There he was.

It was recorded
as an abseiling accident.

Yeah. He was...

He was setting up a line,
so he was close to the edge.

Excuse me.

Can I...

Hello, Timothy.

I thought I recognized the name.

I was back there.

13-year-old little boy.

I was humiliated, frightened.

But there was this anger
inside me.

I was so incredibly angry.

And I knew,
I knew in that moment.

It was so clear.

Ahh!

The only way
for a man like Vincent Bell

to face consequences was
for a man like me to make him.

But Kara saw it.

Kara.

She saw something.

I never knew
exactly how much, but...

She trusted me.

And you used that.

You made her believe your lies

over the evidence
of her own eyes until...

That was hidden
in the back of an attic,

I'd forgotten it existed.

Oh, and then, when Felicity
had given it to a jumble sale,

it was like this...

this grenade was
out there waiting to go off.

I couldn't track it down.

Kara spotted it
in the donations at the shop,

and she saw your name and
his name engraved side by side.

Not difficult
for her to make the connection.

I saw you.

You had your hands on him.

I was trying to grab him.

You knew him!

There's only one reason
you'd lie about that.

I'm sorry.

Where are you going?
Kara, please.

She was going to the police.

You hid her body in a cupboard.

You moved it to the locker
at the weekend.

You knew they were going to
the tip.

But what if she had confided
in someone else?

I read her messages and
that there was one to Estelle.

Something like, um,
"I'm worried.

He knows that I know."

We believe that message
referred to something else.

It was about her friend Reese.

It had nothing to do with you.

How did you fake the
video call footage?

Um...

I filmed myself
over the weekend,

and I switched the feeds.

Canceling an event
at such short notice

is an insult to the work
of this committee.

Do you have any idea

how difficult it is to secure
a speaker like Piers Mayhew?

He is your brother.

Was it that difficult
to book him?

He is the region's
best-selling children's author.

Given his recent outbursts
on social media,

I simply don't see
how we appreciate it.

Item two on the agenda.
Second-hand uniform sale.

So you ran over there?

There were too busy
shouting at each other

to pay any attention to me.

I knew there would be.

And as a PTA head, I am
entitled to call an emergency...

-Estelle?
-Call an ambulance!

But the incriminating
globe was still out there.

That was you.
The break in at Moira's shop,

trying to get it back.

Kara said it was there,

but when I broke it
and I couldn't find it,

you know, I knew that
Dominic had seen it, though,

that graffiti in the staff room.

I never told them my
middle name.

You were afraid
that he'd work it out.

He knew about the incident
on the school trip.

Everyone did.

-There you go.
-Oh, thanks.

Oh.

"Presented to
Timothy Hilary Crawford.

Year eight by Mr. Vincent Bell,
headmaster."

Imagine going through school
with a middle name, Hilary.

Vincent Bell.

I knew I heard that name.

That old guy who died
on the year 12 trip, was it?

I can't remember now.

Yeah, it definitely was.

Bell is a pretty common name.

But the Vincent Bell
who died was a retired teacher.

It said so in the papers.

Sir, why would you say
you didn't know him?

You killed him. 19 years old.

I didn't want to.

I just thought
if I could get the globe back...

You murdered Kara,
Estelle, and Dominic

to cover up the truth
about Vincent Bell's death.

Where was this going to end?

Holly Randell
saw that globe, too.

Was she next?

A week ago, that was me,
a good teacher.

A good man.

That's the one thing
Vincent Bell did for me.

He made me want to be a teacher,
too, so that I could do better.

And I did do better.

I don't understand
how I let this happen.

Sir.

Sir.

Almost left this in the office.

-Oh. Thank you.
-That's great.

Oh! It's brilliant.

Rebel.

You don't know the half.

I'm going to join you
for the second round actually,

there's... there's something
I need to do first.

It's okay.

I haven't come
to interrogate you.

I just thought you might
be feeling like you've messed up

and that there's no way
to come back from it.

So I just wanted to tell you
about something.

What is it?

Something incredibly stupid
that I did

when I was around your age.

Involving a sports field
and a bottle of weedkiller.

Well, I don't get it.

What was it?

Well, it turned out
it was the making of me.

All right, come on in.

-Just once around the block.
-Yeah.

As long as he gets a decent walk
at lunchtime, he'll be fine.

-What do you look like, eh?
-I'm sorry about that.

I'll get the next round in.

-There's no need.
-It's on Jamie.

Ah.

Who will also be
dog sitting next weekend.

Uh, jet washing the patio,
and helping you trim that hedge.

Because?

We brokered a deal.

Everything tells me this is bad.

So I finally went through
the boxes in the shed,

and it turns out
your mother kept it.

The local paper
with a full page spread

detailing your
little teenage incident

that led to your suspension.

Oh!

Nobody breathes a word
of this to Betty, okay?

Because I am supposed
to set an example.

I'm a figure of authority
and sound judgment.

Oh, for goodness sake,
it's not that funny!

-It is. I mean, the sheer...
-The sheer scale of this artwork.

-Anatomically correct.
-Yes.

I mean,
you could see it from space.

It did take me quite a while.

Oh! This is amazing.

This might be the greatest day
of my life.

Cheers.