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I still gaze over this chart, and let me
know what's wrong with this scenario.

Um, that looks great to me, Captain.

Absolutely. Ship shape and Bristol
fashion, just how we like it. Well done.

She'll be seeing us out of a job in the
not -too -distant future.

Not too soon, I hope.

I suppose I'd better brace myself to
consult with the notorious Mr. Blake.

Oh, the original 80s bad boy. He and his
cohorts were plastered all over the

papers when I was a boy.

So not to make my mother choke on her
crumpets.

Well, I'm happy to do the pleasantries,
if you'd rather.

What a bit of time before the port
pseudopilot arrives.

Well, in that case, I shall leave Mr.
Blake in your capable hands.

See, the thing is, Jack, people were
desperate for a bit of high -octane

glamour. Oh, my God, did we give it to
them.

Opulence, excitement, excess.

I wouldn't mind all the luxury yachts in
the private jet.

For such private people, they definitely
did a lot of shouting about it.

You'd like to think he's got me on a
sure lead. I've been trying to get rid

him for years.

Monty Bloomberg, Bloomberg Talent
Management.

Yeah, the power behind the throne.

Or so we let him think.

Only I know where all the bodies are
buried.

Pretty star -studded portfolio.

Yep, and we all know which star shone
the brightest.

Chelsea Meadows.

Camera loved her almost as much as I
did. You loved the fortune you made

pictures of her.

All they ever did was fight.

Oh,

but they're making up.

She is an absolute legend.

A supermodel's supermodel.

Your infamous alpha -blade photoshoots
just set the path.

Can I have the word?

Mm -hmm.

I've had a tip -off on Medoffit.

They're doing a spot check on the ship.

Oh, what? When?

As soon as we dock.

Apparently the inspector's a bit of a
rottweiler.

Angela Bowden?

Lord of the Lifeboats, thank you.

I want to get off.

I'm in love with the ocean And I got a
feeling I'm sailing tonight

It's because of you That I'll always

remember Going on an adventure with you

Naturally, the photo shoot will be of
national interest.

Reclusive supermodel returns to the
limelight. I'm anticipating a bidding

You'll need to make me a serious offer.
Then perhaps we can talk again.

I'm going to need you on point today,
Jack, okay? I'm going to need everybody

point because these spot checks, they
can be brutal. You've got this, mate.

Come on.

With your brains and my good looks, it's
tens across the board, okay?

I hope so.

Hey. You're going to introduce me?

Mm -hmm.

Alfie Blake, First Officer Katewood.
Pleased to meet you.

Ah, pleasure is all mine.

I think I might have just found my
crew's muse.

No, no, Alfie, put her down.

Oh, wow.

Oh, these are all from the legendary
goddess collection.

Chelsea Meadows, the epitome of 80s
chic, has been through the lens of this

-proclaimed genius.

Self -proclaimed?

Put it away, dear.

I swear, he sleeps with that ruddy thing
round his neck.

They're putting all these on display for
the passengers.

An intimate exhibition of a bygone era.
And you'll all be thrilled to know that

I have convinced Chelsea herself to sit
for me again.

Wow. Bit of a cue, isn't it? We haven't
finished thrashing out the details yet.

Pegasus Point is the site of our
original goddess photo shoot, sir.

What could be more fitting?

Isn't Chelsea a famous recluse these
days, or...?

To us mere mortals, maybe.

Access all areas, darling.

Chelsea never could say no to Alfie.

Calimera, we have now arrived in
magical, mythical Crete.

Embrace your inner gods and goddesses in
the birthplace of Zeus himself.

Blessed are those who book one of our
major tours, not the minor tour.

Tickets are on offer at the Shore
Experiences deck or at any one of our

wonderful staff who are always happy to
assist.

I spent much time with the captain
recently.

Hmm? I just wondered if you'd noticed
anything unusual about his behaviour.

Not especially. Why do you ask?

The laps he made the other day.

Hey.

I don't mean you, Piers.

I've got so much paperwork to do.

Oh, come on. You've been flat out even
by your standards.

You deserve a break.

Piers, do you mind?

Go ahead. I'll try to keep the ship
afloat without you.

I'll see you in 20 minutes. Okay.

Listen, forget what I said about
Marlowe. I think I'm just overthinking

You'd think a ship's navigator would be
able to read a map.

It is not my fault that we don't have
any reception.

Why don't we stop here, ask for
directions and grab a drink?

All right.

Excuse me.

Hi, we're looking for Pegasus Point.

Oh, you're not far away, my friend.

But first, come in.

Relax.

Sit a little, drink a little, take the
weight off your feet. The best table for

my two favorite customers.

He doesn't miss a trick, does he? No.

Thank you.

Yes, sir?

Sorry, um, can I just ask, is that
Chelsea Meadow?

She has a farm nearby, but she prefers
to keep to herself.

Absolutely not.

Oh, shut up, mind you. You sound like an
old woman. 55 euros for a taxi.

Daylight robbery.

Yeah, well, no doubt you'll be invoicing
me for it sooner or later.

Alfie. Oh.

Oh. Hello.

We've been driving around these infernal
roads forever. It's like the bleeding

labyrinth.

Oh, we're looking for Chelsea Meadows'
place.

She does not like photographers.

Yeah, well, I'm not some common
shutterbug, mate.

Chelsea and I go way back.

Can't we just phone her or something?

Why didn't she give you an address?

You will not find her.

She does not wish to be found.

These are about as useful as your dodgy
Wi -Fi. It's the last time I'll let you

use my hotspot.

You're under your pocket, Monty.

Racky's all round.

Thank you very much for a beautiful
afternoon.

I swear he can sniff out a gambling
table tomorrow.

One hit, he always hits it.

Now then, Harry, old chap, no one likes
a sore loser.

That is a silent accusation. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa. Everyone let us calm

down. He's just drunk too much rakia.
Oh, je m 'en go.

Hey, Harry, still.

Come on, Alfie, let's not have too much
fun.

And never come back.

You want to come back to this stinking
old dump? Come on.

Look, can we just pay our bill, please?
We should get to Pegasus Point.

Keep the change. Thank you.

I don't think we should leave Alfie here
on his own.

He'll be fine. He's got Monty to look
after him.

No, I'm not.

What took you so long?

Sorry, I came as quickly as I could.

Help me with these.

Chelsea!

It's Chelsea, darling. It's me, Alfie.

Get in the car. Chelsea! Get in the car.

Nora, let's go. OK.

Don't be such a drama queen.

She had no idea you were coming.

You might lie to everybody else, but you
never lie to me!

You stupid, washed up, old fool!

What does that mean?

Why don't we head back to the ship,
yeah?

Ah, the big boy, I can look after
myself.

Feel the golden breath traveling through
your body. Golden what?

In, one, two, three, four, and out. One,
two, three,

four. Colin? More words.

Angela Gordon.

I've been looking forward to this.

Just what I was thinking.

Did you see Chelsea's face when she saw
Alfie?

I'm surprised he didn't turn to stone.

Yeah, I don't know who was less pleased
to see him, Chelsea or that guy Harry

from the taberna.

All right, no more natural wonders,
please. My feet are killing me.

You are such a heathen.

It is pretty special, though, I'll give
you that.

Jack.

We should never have left him here by
himself.

It was an accident waiting to happen.

This was not an accident.

He's got a blunt trauma wound to his
forehead.

Looks like he was hit with something
heavy.

Right here on the spot where they shot
the goddess collection.

What's he doing here?

Paying his boss respect.

Hey!

Didn't expect to see you here.

I heard about the accident and came to
see for myself.

Bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

But Alfie Blake wins a load of money off
you and your mate, then ends up dead

five minutes down the road.

I'm not a penniless peasant.

I wouldn't kill a man over a few euros.

What would you kill a man for?

You recognised him, didn't you?

Once a cheat, always a cheat.

I've known many men like him.

Why didn't you tell him that Chelsea was
at your taverna?

She didn't want to talk to him.

How would you know?

Who knows what goes on in a woman's
heart?

She had quite the reaction when she saw
him, didn't she?

What was the deal between them two?

We know they've got history.

That has nothing to do with me.

Look, back at the taverna, you mentioned
that she had a farm.

Where do we find it?

Chester doesn't owe anyone answers.

We're not going to cause any trouble. We
just want to talk to her.

So here we are at the area spa, an oasis
of tranquility to pamper your body and

nourish your soul. Oh, save it for your
wall stickers, Colin.

I want to know the thread count on the
robes. And I do hope the therapy oils

a higher grade than that synthetic
cologne that's currently punching me in

face. Oh,

sorry, I'm almost done. No problem.

We can entertain ourselves, catch up on
old times.

Oh, we do know each other.

Oh, he's done rather well for himself,
hasn't he?

Considering.

Come on, Jamil.

In your own time.

Here you go, madam.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Glad someone round here knows what
they're doing.

Well, yeah, Jamil is one of our most
best and valued stewards. Oh, well, then

I'm not surprised you've got him running
around after you. You always were a

talent vampire.

Right! Ready for my pamper package.

I take it your therapist won't be
running late.

It's not your bigot, Anne.

Yeah, let's just try not to give her any
more ammunition, shall we?

You sure this is the place?

It's got to be, right?

Harry said it was a little farm behind
the vineyard.

That's the cast we got into.

Doesn't look like there's anyone home.

Hi, is Miss Meadows there? We'd like to
speak to her.

This is a private residence.

Miss Meadows is not taking visitors.

I think she might want to talk to us.

Alfie Blake is dead.

It's all right, Pandora.

You'd better come through.

Thank you.

We noticed from what happened back at
the taverna...

That thing's got a little bit strained
between you and Mr. Blake.

Sorry, you are?

Kate Hood's first officer.

Mr. Blake was a passenger on my cruise
ship.

Jack Grayling.

On board ops.

Did you know that Alfie was with Ginny
Allen?

Well, he's been threatening to make an
appearance for the last 30 years, so...

thought he'd got the message.

So you didn't agree to sit for him,
then?

Sit?

Am I labrador?

Where did you go after your altercation
at the taverna?

My housekeeper picked me up.

I didn't came straight home. I'd be
tired. I'd get hired easily.

So that was the last time you saw Alfie
at the taverna, Mythica?

Thankfully, yes.

No love lost between you two, then?

Self -serving, greedy, arrogant.

I mean, maybe not at the beginning, but
once the fame grew and the money came

in, it ruined him.

Would have ruined me if I'd let it.

Look, I know you've been over this with
the police, but talk me through it

again, just so I'm clear.

You left the tavern at three, right?

Where did you go?

I came straight back to the ship.

I had phone calls to make in my cabin.

Ears to be whispered in, palms to be
greased.

It's a dirty business, but someone's got
to do it.

And all this can be corroborated.

Despite his many and obvious faults,
Alfie was my best friend.

I loved him.

And now he's gone.

But the rules of commerce stop
phenomenon.

Jerry, you old reprobate, to what do I
owe this dishonor?

No, no, of course, no.

He's got his time in France.

He didn't get back to the ship till, you
know, 5 p .m.

You sure?

I nearly bumped into him when I was
taking that scary inspector lady one of

first movies.

Why would he lie?

Your soup tree is hoping, your lettuce
is woping, and your head's death is

sweating harder than the honey glazed
ham. Oh, Colin!

You're clearly out of your depth on
every level.

Right!

Dessert.

Why are you letting her do this to you?

Look, I... you break up Scout's hen
fight single -handed.

So why does Angela Bowden scare you so
much?

I don't know. She's just a part of me
old life that I'd rather forget, that's

all. Were you, like, together?

What? No.

Well, not like that at any road.

Do you want me to sling her in the brig?

She'd probably start rating the rubber
on the mattress.

Oh, um, I saw Jack.

Oh, yeah? I told him you wanted him to
tag in and cruise Schmooze the Kraken,

but...

He's off investigating happy Blake's
death. Ah great.

Well, it's good to know he's got his
priorities in place.

Oh Colin!

Can I borrow you for a moment?

Why

don't

you just come Brampton?

I mean, if you lied about where he was
when Alfie died... Sometimes it's better

to give people a bit more rope, isn't
it?

And from what I've seen of Monty, he'd
do anyone over for a couple of quid.

Such a shame about Alfie and Chelsea.

I mean, they were literally the golden
couple of their time.

Till all the guilt came flaking off.

You are such a finish.

Really?

I mean, they were inseparable.

All over the newspapers.

And then suddenly it's just Tim, oh,
with a string of supermodels.

Chelsea stepped away from the limelight
and just let the rumours fly.

I also hadn't realised she'd had a
breakdown.

There's an article here from a tabloid
journalist.

Well, most people just presumed that
she'd checked herself into rehab, but

could disappear overnight.

Oh, wanted to put out a press release.

She didn't waste any time.

In the wake of Alfie Blake's tragic
demise, sales of his black catalogue

have skyrocketed.

Well, there's one person that stands to
profit from Alfie's death.

You think?

Give people enough rope.

Yeah, but this...

This is the jewel in the crown.

Rare print from the 1980s. Part of
Alfie's private collection.

Make me an offer.

And then double it, you old shark.

And we might get somewhere near an
acceptable figure.

I'll call you back.

Another potential customer.

Alfie's barely cold in his grave. He's
already selling his collection.

Just trying to hype up the market?

Scrabble together enough collateral to
pay off his creditors?

I mean, you know how it works, Mr.

Chauvin.

It's all smoke and mirrors.

Look, we know you lied about when you
got back on the ship yesterday.

Security have confirmed the exact time
code, and there's almost two hours

uncounted for.

During those two hours, Alfie died.

And now I catch you selling his personal
effect.

Doesn't look good, does it?

I was founding out the local galleries.

Trying to drum up some interest in the
photographs.

Rake some cash back in to cover the cost
of this cursed trip. That, for the

record, I paid for, for both of us.

On a promise of a photoshoot that was
never going to happen.

Alfie claimed we'd have a world
exclusive.

Legendary recluse Chelsea Meadows bears
all.

He said it was setting stone.

That we'd make a fortune.

That he'd pay me back every penny he
owed me.

And that was a lot of pennies.

So you were angry with him?

Look, I wanted to hit him where it hurt.
In the wallet.

I didn't want him dead.

Well, the forecast is favourable. Blue
skies and calm water.

Just what the doctor ordered.

Yes, sir.

Officer Woods. Captain.

Right. I'll leave you to finalize the
passage plan from Corfu.

Corfu, Captain, we're currently docked
in Crete.

Of course we are.

I'm just keeping both of you on your
toes.

How often is he having these lapses?

Just been a little bit off par recently,
that's all.

But you kept it to yourself.

Well, if I thought his competency was
compromised, I would say something.

Well, let's keep an eye on it.

What happens on the bridge stays on the
bridge.

Ah!

Here he is, our star performer and
resident heartthrob. It's Mr Jack

Very pleased to meet you.

Your reputation precedes you, Angela.

And you deserve the VIP treatment.

So I'm going to give you front row seats
for tonight's performance.

Oh. I'd have hoped all your guests get
the VIP treatment.

I mean, that's why people choose us for
their holiday of a lifetime, after all.

Right! You were going to show me the
casino.

Oh, finally.

Someone that's immune to your charms.

Well, it'll happen sooner or later.

I think we'll study on that if I were
you. It's not going to help anything.

I should have known better.

The reunion with Chelsea.

It was all going to end in tears.

Chelsea had a breakdown at one point,
right?

Something like that.

We know that she spent some time in a
clinic on the island.

In recovery.

That's what all the papers said.

Oh, come on, Monty.

You know where other bodies are buried,
remember?

Agia Athena was a hospital.

Of sorts.

It had a discreet unit for ladies who
found themselves in a bit of a bind.

Very hush -hush.

Discretion was everything in those days.

Are you telling us that Chelsea was
pregnant?

Amazingly, the press never picked up on
it.

Did Alfie know about the baby?

He told Chelsea she needed to have a
termination.

Things were different back then.

Her career on the catwalk would have
been finished.

As was his meal ticket.

It's the reason things ended so bitterly
between them.

But she did go through with the
termination, yeah?

I understand she desperately wanted to
keep the baby.

Look, Alfie and Ari, the owner of the
taverna, they seem to know each other

already.

Alfie was always talking about some
local guy who fell madly in love with

Chelsea when they were shooting Goddess.

Did Ari know about the baby?

He must have been the reason Chelsea
stayed on the island and broke a full

contract with Alfie.

I looked up the Heraclean birth registry
of 1992.

Not a lot of babies born on the island,
and only one to a Hayley Skinner.

Hayley Skinner? Chelsea's real name.

Oh. Oh, yeah, it doesn't really have a
supermodel ring to it, does it?

Father unknown.

Look at the baby then.

Pandora is Chelsea's daughter.

We need to ask you some questions.

I've already spoken to the police.

And did you tell them about your
lifelong rivalry with Alfie?

What rivalry?

That on -off affair he had with Chelsea
back in the day. It was the talk of the

tabloids. She came here to escape all
that.

The fame, the money, the notoriety. Did
you know that Alfie Blake was the father

of the child?

I'm the closest thing to a father
Pandora ever had.

And then Alfie turns up again out of the
blue.

You would have wanted to protect her.

That man wasn't fit to be anyone's
father.

You must have been annoyed when he just
swung into your restaurant.

He must have been angry.

The only reason he came here was money.

He didn't understand the real value of
anything, least of all family.

I would have killed him in a heartbeat
for what he did to her.

I'm happy he's dead, but I have nothing
to do with it. I was nowhere near Pegas

Pond when he died.

And I had a restaurant full of customers
who can vouch for me, all snapping

away, posting pictures.

It's all out there if you want proof.

Now, if you don't mind, I have work to
do.

If Chelsea's worried about her secret
slipping out, she would have done

to stop it.

But we need evidence to attach her to
the murder.

Put it away, dear.

I swear he sleeps with that bloody thing
round his neck.

I'll feed Cameron.

He wasn't wearing it around his neck
when we found him.

And he never went anywhere without it.

Let me know if you spy Colin Smallwood.

I've had the router the easiest thing to
get rid of.

Sorry,

you...

Can I just ask what is it that upsets
you so much?

He's a great cruise director.

The guests love him.

Who love him?

I'm trying to get on the entertainment
team myself, actually.

Good for you.

Follow your dreams.

Don't throw them in with Colin. That's a
very slippery sound to build a house

on, believe you me.

Oh.

We used to be dance partners.

Latin, ballroom, sequins, wet.

Until my parents dragged me off on a
five -star holiday to Dante, just for

Northwest regional heat to be enjoyable.

She just disappeared off the face of the
earth.

She wouldn't answer her phone.

I even shoved a note through her door at
one point, but nothing, just radio

silence.

I didn't know what I'd done wrong.

We'd done all that training, you know,
for months, well, years, really, and...

It was all leading up to this, the big
one.

I can't believe she just left me in the
lurch.

I was devastated.

I wanted to stay at home, practising
with Colin.

My parents weren't the kind of people
that you said no to. So, I took

of the all -inclusive buffet.

And I mean, I really took advantage.

When I got home, I'd been dumped.

He had a new dance partner.

Beverly Crabapple, the skinny cow, and
they went on to win. And I sat at home,

sobbing into my scampi fries, way too
fat for Colin Smallwood.

I didn't care what shape or size you
were.

Oh, your Paso Doble was a phenomenon,
Ange.

You were the best dance partner I ever
had.

The camera's got to be around here
somewhere.

Maybe it's sniffer dogs or something.

What's that chance of that?

You liked Alfie, didn't you?

Well, he lived by his own rules, didn't
he?

And he didn't care what anyone else
thought.

He had a grown -up child that he didn't
even get to know.

Are you OK?

You seem a bit distracted.

There was an incident on the bridge this
morning, but it's nothing that can't be

resolved.

You know I'm always here, if you ever
need something.

I know.

Thank you.

Hang on.

What's that?

Made you some lunch?

I'm not hungry.

You still should eat something.

Yeah.

Back straight.

Chin in.

You know you have his eyes.

Lunch is inside.

Bingo.

Now, Jack, we really should give that to
the Glee.

Of course.

But now I'm going to check in the memory
card first.

These are just pictures of Pegasus
Point.

Yeah, I thought we were just looking to
recapture the moment.

Hang on a minute.

Isn't that... Chelsea Meadows?

What was she doing there?

Why did he have to come and find me,
Ari?

We were happy enough, weren't we? Just
the three of us.

Pandora had the right to save her
father. I didn't want him anywhere near

If there's something you need to share
with me, you know I will take

you to the grave.

Couldn't let him ruin what he had, would
it?

Miss Meadows, we found Alfred's camera.

The pictures on it prove you were there
at the crime scene.

Why did you lie to her?

You don't have to answer that.

Because...

I didn't want you to know that I was
responsible for Alfie's death. I killed

him.

I did it.

Alfie.

He, um... He somehow got hold of my
number,

messaging me, wanting to meet.

I was convinced he found out the truth.

That Pandora is more than just the
housekeeper.

I thought if I could persuade him.

Tell me.

Convince him to leave it alone.

I know you want to see me, darling.

Let's talk.

Catch up.

Reminisce about the good old days.

Come on, darling.

Strike a pose.

He hadn't changed.

Still brash.

Self -entitled, I mean, after all these
years.

Yet he kept pushing that camera in my
face.

There's something flat.

Jack.

I'm sorry, I... I can't listen to this.

You've, um...

You've both got it really wrong.

Your mother's just made a confession.

A mother who has always been ashamed of
me.

But I've got this. Mum, come on.

You lied to the world about having a
child.

Gilbert. It's true.

I'm your...

I'm your dirty little secret.

I've been trying to protect you. Just
listen to your mother, Pandora.

I didn't need you to protect me, okay?

Either of you.

You think Alfie cared about you?

He told me to get rid of the baby, my
baby.

I needed to hear that from him.

When we got back from the taverna, I
looked at your phone and I could see

been messaging you.

So I texted him.

I dressed up with my mother to help lure
him

in.

Only the showdown didn't go quite as
planned.

You're not.

But the resemblance is there.

Don't you think so?

Daddy.

You must have been shocked to find out
he had a daughter.

Yeah, he just... laughed.

In my face.

If it's money you're after... No, no.

I don't want money.

I want you to care.

Care?

It's a bit late for that, sweetheart.

She told me you never wanted me.

Yeah, she got that much right.

The day I knocked her up, that was the
end.

The end of our glorious adventure.

Well, um, it's not too late.

Maybe we can make up for lost time.

You're just a stranger in your mother's
clothes.

Save yourself the heartache, darling.

Alfie's not interested in playing daddy
to anyone.

Wait. No.

Dad. Dad. Dad!

Give me my camera back.

Give me my camera back!

Baby, what's happened?

And then the two of you conspired to
cover everything up. I owe her that

After everything I've put her through.

I'm sorry. The police are on their way.

Oh, no.

It's okay.

Mom, mom.

Stop. I need you to be stronger.

I need you to be stronger.

I'm so sorry.

I love you. It's okay, mom.

My little baby girl.

I think I've got everything I need.

I just wanted to say it was lovely
meeting you.

You, my friend, show real promise.

I think you'll go far.

Thank you.

I'm glad we were finally able to shed
some light on those outstanding issues.

Ange, I can't believe we were at odds
for all those years.

Next time I'm on board, maybe we can
have that done.

Sure you've still got great legs?

You better believe it, kid.

Wow. How do you think it went?

Well, I think we might have just dodged
an iceberg.

I hear your name whispered on the wind.
It's a sound that makes me

cry. I hear a song blow again and again
through my mind.

And I don't know why.

I wish I didn't feel so strong about
you. Like happiness and love revolves

around you. Try to catch your heart.

It's like trying.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

where you belong.

Cheers!

I just planned on going on the flight to
begin its job.

I will throw in the towel before you
make a fool of yourself.

So she's on the grief cruise.

Well, hello, sailor. If the captain has
lost control of his faculties, we will

have to take appropriate action.

Stop pointing that thing at me.

Go speak to the Englishman with the
camera.

He was the one following her. So you're
a detective now. I don't see you getting

very far.

You thought...

the trouble