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Close your eye.

Oh, really?

Mm -hmm.

Ta -da!

Oh!

Leftover wedding table favour.

Pushing the boat out, shall I?

Just keeping the magic alive.

Um, on that note, do you fancy lunch
later?

A romantic lunch with you?

Any time.

Romantic, yes, but, um, there is
something that I want to talk to you

Is everything OK?

Yeah.

You seem a bit distracted.

No, I'm fine.

I'll talk to you later.

Jack, could you help me with my audition
when we dock in Cape Verde? I have a

few hours off.

Oh, mate, you know that I would, but I'm
taking Kate out for lunch.

Oh, no, say no more.

Romance comes first.

Oh, Jack, just a man.

Will you take a look at that for us,
please?

Yeah.

Our grief cruise is your opportunity to
take part in a transformational voyage

at sea that will help foster healing.

Yeah. It's all about celebrating the
life of a dearly departed loved one.

It sounds a little bit... depressing.

Well, she's on the grief cruise.

Well, I know a thing.

I'm going on an adventure and I got a
feeling the sun's gonna shine.

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

How long have you had this cough?

A few days.

Not long.

Your chest is perfectly clear.

I'd suggest a warm salty gargle and
maybe some honey.

To rub on my chest.

For soothing the throat.

Actually, I was considering maybe...

An excursion tomorrow off the ship. A
little bit of relaxation time.

You should, having all the
responsibility for such a big ship.

Being around thousands of other people
daily, one can feel

surprisingly lonely.

It would be nice to get to spend the day
with someone.

Yeah.

I'm sure that would be lovely.

Uh... Well, uh, thank you.

And, um... I'd better get back to it.

Pierce?

If you're copious any worse, don't
hesitate to come back and see me.

Will do.

I lost my husband several years ago, but
I know he wouldn't want me to be

miserable. He always used to say, life
is for the living.

I agree.

That's Elsa.

She lost her husband six weeks ago.

I'm sure a chat with a handsome fellow
would cheer her up.

And which handsome fellow would that be,
then?

I brought you a little pick -me -up.

This is Jack.

The ship's resident singer.

Elsa Prattree. Hi.

Meet my husband, Tim.

I am very sorry for your loss.

He always dreamed of going on a cruise.

Looks like your dream came true, didn't
it? Oh, lighten up, Elsa.

It's Tim that's died, not you.

Any further incidents we need to be
aware of?

No, nothing of note.

If the captain has lost control of his
faculties... Or we don't know that.

We will have to take appropriate action.

And report the captain for a simple
mistake.

His symptoms suggest a form of dementia.

Unusual in a man of his years.

He's in the prime of his life.

Kate, I...

When you're a father... Look, I just
think we need to keep an eye on him,

Oh, why, hello again.

Can I be it? Last Christmas?

Jolly Noel with his... Trusty camera. I
don't think we've ever met.

But hadn't you just lost your husband
then?

Wasn't that your first Christmas without
him? Oh, I'm sorry, but you must be

mistaken. It wasn't us, was it?

Apologies, ladies.

Please, sir.

Here.

Complimentary.

My 13th cruise.

You get used to seeing the same people
again and again.

I must have got confused.

No, no.

Please, take a seat.

Hello, everyone. I'm Colin, your cruise
director.

And I am here to help you honour the
memory of

your loved ones.

And then we hope very much that you'll
be able to join us on the grief walk

later. We'll be visiting the Mercado de
Scucupira, where you'll be able to snap

up a bargain.

Also, if you're lucky, you'll be able to
sample some of the local speciality

rum, grog.

Yeah, now that is just a sample, young
lady. Got my eye on you, all right. Who

hasn't?

Mr. Captain Pierce de Vries, just doing
my rounds.

Will you be joining the grief walk?

I'm not a widower.

Oh, I see. Sorry.

I'm a food and drink travel writer from
Spain.

I'm doing a piece on Cape Verdean rum.

I'm looking for a romantic place to eat.
Any recommendations?

Maresqueria Especialia, every time.

Super spicy steaks and beautiful melt
-in -the -mouth seafood.

Sounds perfect.

I'll check it out.

Please.

I've always had an interest in rum.

How it's produced so differently
according to each region.

I do a little writing myself from time
to time. I've been told I have something

of a flair for it.

Well, you'd be welcome to join me.

I could do with the company.

Wonderful.

Good afternoon, everybody.

I'm delighted to announce that we've now
docked at Cape 30.

The sun is shining, and I spy a tankard
of grog with my name on it.

Race you.

A pensioner's grief walk.

It's hardly my idea of a day off, Jack.
Well, let's get this bit of the walk out

of the way, and then we can try and find
this place.

Maricaria, especially a real one. Thank
you, Pop.

No, I didn't.

Oh, look. Come on, now.

3 ,000 escudos, a fair price for that.
Oh, my. Oh, yes. This is the finest

craftsmanship on the island. I give you
the best price.

Guaranteed. Hey, you heard the lady.

Wind your neck, and I don't need your
help.

Tilly, put your money away. You
shouldn't be waving it everywhere.

Final offer. Take it or leave it.

Dear, darling.

You really are asking for trouble,
drawing attention to yourself. You suck

joy out of everything.

Is everything okay here? No, starchy
liquors. Just getting uptight, as usual.

Well, I thought you'd show me just a
little bit of respect today, of all

Look, why don't we try and find a nice
spot?

I don't think I'm ready to say goodbye
to him.

Well, I'll catch up on you later. I
wouldn't want to lower the tone.

All right.

I'll just need some time.

Take as much time as you need.

Best way to enjoy grog?

I stood down and I won.

Wow.

That's good stuff.

Sugar cane never tasted so sweet.

Good line for your piece.

Same again.

Jamil, Jamil, I'm so sorry I did not see
you down there.

I don't have to clean this up now.

I heard you went up for the ends job. We
were laughing about it in the gym this

morning. Seems I might have some
competition.

You applied too?

Of course.

Oh, you didn't hear about my circus
background?

The Magnificent Musovich?

My mother, she was a very famous
contortionist.

Colin didn't mention you were even in
the running.

Funny.

He told me the job is as good as mine.

Do you want my advice?

I would throw in the towel.

Before you make a fool of yourself.

There you are. I was beginning to think
you'd both abandoned me, too.

No sign of Tilly, then?

No. She said she'd be here when we laid
Tim to rest, but she's too busy out

hunting a bargain to be with her best
friend.

Will you wait here? We'll see if we can
find her, yeah?

Oh, she's probably chatting some fellow
up somewhere.

Want to tell me what's on your mind?

You've not been yourself lately.

It's Captain Marlow.

Have you noticed anything strange about
his behaviour recently?

No more than usual.

Look, I'm being serious, Jack.

What's happened?

The other day, he couldn't remember
which country we were in.

I know the feeling.

It's not the first time he's made a
mistake.

Piers thinks that we should take action.

But you don't.

It'll be the end of an incredible
career.

I'm not sure I want that on my
conscience, Jack.

What are you thinking?

These markings are on her neck.

Well, it looks like she's been
strangled.

Some kind of chain or something.

The police have cleared that we can head
back to the ship.

Looking a bit peaky.

I actually think he's been drinking. I
have been rum tasting with Angel, the

food and drink writer.

I don't know where he's got to now.

Someone needs to inform Tilly's next of
kin.

I will speak to Frankie as soon as I'm
back aboard.

Right, everybody, this brief walk is
over.

Come along now.

Let's look around, see what we can find,
yeah?

Have a great time, guys. I'll see you in
the Carousel Theatre later.

Thank you.

Colin,

do you have a minute?

Well, I'm running late for the spa
raffle, so... Well, it's just I heard

applied for the entity.

Well, you're not the only one chasing
the dreams, you're male.

And Goran does have a certain pedigree.

Well,

his mother's a contortionist. Not sure
that's the pedigree Colin had in mind.

You didn't seriously think you'd be the
only candidate, did you?

No.

It's just good to know what I'm up
against.

See you.

Pedigree?

I hope you're not casting aspersions on
my professionalism. I wouldn't dream of

it, Colin.

Good, because Goran's acted out of this
world.

So where does that lead you now?

Nothing wrong with a bit of healthy
competition.

Did you notice anyone suspicious hanging
around the market?

Well, we know she had a tattoo with a
straw holder over the bag.

Obviously, she wasn't afraid to splash
the cash.

Hey, look.

That's the bag.

Look at the strap.

It could be a match with the marks on
her neck.

I think we might just have found the
murder weapon.

To lose Tim and now this.

Forty years we were friends.

Like chalk and cheese we were.

Only I was the old chalk.

Look, did Tilly have any enemies?

Or anyone she had a difficult
relationship with, maybe?

Come to think of it, she did say she had
a stalker.

But I just thought she was being
dramatic.

That's how she was.

But I feel ashamed now. I should have
been there for her. I should have looked

after her.

You can't blame yourself. You've had
your own issues to deal with. Yes, but

still got those issues.

Tim's still with me.

We're going to find out who did this to
her, OK?

My chip would never have stood for a
grief to her.

His send -off was wonderful.

The coffin was carried by six drag
queens.

There was a Baltimore community gospel
choir.

And I wore a plume of pink ostrich
feathers.

Come on.

What's up?

Oh, no.

Not important.

I just found out Goran applied for the
Ent's job.

Goran? The lifeguard?

Burns of steel?

Yep. The one.

Oh.

You know, maybe I should just give up.

No, listen. I've heard you sing in the
karaoke bar.

He's the voice of an angel.

By the way, you shake that tush.

Well, you know, I got the moves like
Jagger.

See?

Jamil, why do you want to be up on that
stage?

When I watch Jeff perform, I can see how
he moves the audience.

Take them to another place.

I want to entertain people too.

Make them feel something.

You know, I've spent the best years of
my life in this business.

And I don't think there's anything I
don't know about it.

I love hearing your story.

I think I can make you a star.

I saw you talking to the police.

Is there any news?

You said you recognized Tilly from a
previous cruise, didn't you?

I must have got her confused with
someone else.

When you get to my age, things get mixed
up in your noggin.

I think we should talk to the
stallholder.

Find out what you can tell her.

Good idea.

First thing.

I sent a lot of bags.

Don't expect me to remember every old
lady who thinks she don't need to pay a

fair price.

Oh, so you do remember her, then?

Aye. See, I sold her a bag. But
everybody knows they're fake. She can't

now. I'm not interested in fake bags.

I'm talking about murder.

Murder? Dios, Dios.

Poppy, I'm a stallholder.

You're looking at the wrong face.

Whose face should we be looking at,
then?

What can I help you, huh?

Why? I run honest business.

If you call selling fake handbags
honest... Leave my stuff. Don't bother

you want more information, go speak to
the Englishman with the crazy shirt and

camera. He was the one following her.
Not me.

Assassinato. No.

I hate to say it, but he's got a point.

There's not enough about that fella.

Left your camera in the bath.

No one...

You writing a mucky story?

Never seen you look so pleased with
yourself.

Actually, I'm writing a piece on fog for
the newsletter.

Oh, sounds fascinating.

The aroma is multifaceted. There's
prune, raisin, chocolate, apricot, and

the fire of chili can be detected.

Oh, great.

Anyhow... Overall, my ruminations are
that this is the real deal. Rumination.

Get it?

Oh, yeah. It's a cracker, that one
piece.

The police have found Emiliano
Gonzalez's prints on the bag.

They're still held then?

We know he sold her the bag, so of
course his fingerprints have gone to be

over it.

Yeah, that's the reason they released
him.

But they still haven't ruled him out.

If his prints came up on a search... And
he's obviously got previous.

Look what I found in North Cabot.

They're all shots of Tilly.

Looks like we've found Tilly's dogger.

Of course I liked her.

Point a camera at her, and she knew
exactly what she was doing.

What if Tilly didn't know that you were
pointing a camera at her?

Lovely photo of Tilly.

On the deck with a cocktail.

Gorgeous smile.

And this one?

Looking for a bargain at the market,
doll.

Why were you taking pictures of Tilly
without her consent?

Well, when you put it like that, it
sounds all wrong.

That's not what... When was the last
time you saw Tilly?

Because the stallholder told us that you
followed Tilly and she left the market.

Tilly had that disagreement with Elsa.

She didn't want to go on the grief walk
with her.

Too busy shopping.

So, when she'd shaken Elsa off, I'd
caught up with her.

I couldn't believe my luck.

But she wasn't interested in me.

When I declared my romantic intentions,
she just laughed.

That must have upset you.

And maybe those hurt feelings they
turned into... No.

I left her and came back to the ship.

I felt like an old fool.

We're going to check your return time
with our security.

But if your story doesn't add up, we
might need to talk to the police.

I did not kill Tilly!

How's the travelogue coming?

Oh, I'm nearly there.

You can read when I'm done.

Actually, I wondered if you might look
over something I've been working on.

Of course.

Let me buy you a drink.

Venezuela? I thought you said you were
from Spain.

I was born in Venezuela, but I've lived
my life in Spain.

Excuse me.

I have to take this.

Poor Noel.

Thought he'd got himself a little
romantic date.

I wonder what Tilly and Elsa were
arguing about.

Well, Elsa was cross because Tilly was
splashing the cash.

Hey, check the logs. No return to the
ship at 1600 hours.

So his story checks out.

That story does.

I'm still not convinced that he hadn't
met Tilly previously.

Frankie, is there any way you could find
out if they were on the same cruise

last Christmas to the Caribbean?

Yeah, I can check on the system. Thank
you.

Oi, so I have been looking into this
Angel character.

Not a food and drink guy. So he says.

Look, I couldn't find that place he
recommended.

Probably because it doesn't exist. There
is nothing online about him being a

food and drink writer.

Why would he say he was? I don't know.

But when we were in the market together,
he plied me with hooch and then gave me

the slip.

Do you think he could be involved with
Tilly's death?

He always seemed to have half an eye on
her.

I don't know. I'm just saying maybe it's
worth investigating.

So you're a detective now?

No.

But I don't see you getting very far. I
just thought maybe you could use this.

Well, look, maybe Piers has got a point.
I mean, if he's lying about his job,

what else is he lying about?

Well, if Kate thinks it's worth looking
into, we will.

I give up.

You are listening to your head.

And all the other stuff in there is
getting in the way.

Now, listen to her.

What's she saying?

I can do this.

Once more, from the top.

Sorry, am I jubilant?

No, it's not that.

Dance training, perhaps?

Two left feet, unfortunately.

I'm actually looking for Angel Gonzalez,
the food and travel writer. I don't

suppose you've seen him anywhere.

He mentioned he was going ashore.

You could probably still catch him.

You're his cabin steward, right?

Notice anything unusual about him,
or...? Well, he seems like a gentleman.

Can I borrow this?

Sure.

Right, come on.

Angel Gonzales, heaven.

Keep an eye out, please, Frankie.

Me? I'm not even here.

You know, I'm not really buying paper
for suspicions about Angel.

Is that because their peers is
suspicions?

Nope.

Well, it is a little bit odd that as an
online food writer he doesn't have a

profile. Well, does that make him a
killer?

Burner phones.

Now, what would a travel writer want
with these?

Oh.

Well, you might find the answer in here.

Tilly.

That says Mensa Hero.

Courier.

Courier.

Yeah. Some dates.

Coordinates.

Wait, there's a dress here.

It's Piers.

Angel's left the ship.

Oh, no.

Piers has gone after him.

Great.

Right, um, we need to go.

Yep.

I see what you are.

Drug dealers.

We work for the Venezuela

National Crime Agency.

There's a deal about to go down.

A local degenerate who's part of a drugs
cartel is here to pick up a

consignment. And we need to catch him in
the act.

Stay out of sight. And keep quiet.

Wait.

That's the guy from the market stall.

That's the one that's held Teddy to
back.

He must be involved in all this.

Carl Pears again.

Come out.

What's going on?

It's okay, he's a cop.

It's okay.

I'm part of an international operation
trying to bring traffickers to justice.

Guys like him are just the bottom of the
food chain.

You think I'm going to talk?

This cartel is bigger than all of us.

Unfortunately, he's right.

But I'm a man on a mission.

I can understand that.

I know you do.

So why was Tilly killed?

The South American gangs recruit
couriers to pick up the drugs and then

them into mainland Europe.

So they've been transporting the drugs
on our ship?

Yeah. A pensioner on holiday. You
wouldn't suspect Serena Choksmil, would

No. We've had our eyes on Tilly Webster
for a few months now.

I hoped she might lead us to the big
fish.

We need sharp eyes everywhere.

We could do with more guys like you.

He doesn't miss much, eh, this guy?

No.

So, do you think her death was related
to drug trafficking?

Well, she's been mixing with some pretty
dangerous people.

I owe you an apology.

I should have listened to you. You were
right about that.

Well,

actually, he kind of turned out to be
the exact opposite of what I thought he

was.

Look, we've never really seen eye to
eye, and I'm tired of it.

I know you are, too.

So how about we start over?

This doesn't mean I'm not keeping you in
the holes.

But I don't see why we can't be friends.

These couriers are fairly expendable. If
they get caught, they get caught.

There's always someone else to take
their place.

It's that simple.

So how was Tilly Webster flagged in the
first place?

Frequent trips abroad to red flag
destinations, lavish lifestyle, no clear

source of disposable income.

I checked it.

Two weeks after she arrives back in the
UK, there's a large deposit of money

paid into her bank account.

Any updates?

Emiliano's keeping quiet, but he'll
break soon enough.

We've checked Tilly's cabin.

No evidence of any illicit contraband.

So she never got a chance to pick up the
drugs? No. We're missing something

here. What about her friend Elsa?

Where do you think she's involved?

We ran a check on Tilly's travel
companion.

No unexplained money in her account, no
ostentatious lifestyle.

Elsa Crabtree turned out to be of no
interest to us.

Frankie, did you manage to check those
passenger logs from that Caribbean

cruise? No claims to have met them up.

Another grief cruise.

Both Tilly and Elsa were definitely on
board.

Playing the grieving widows.

Elsa registered a special item of hand
luggage.

An urn containing her late husband's
ashes.

She told me her husband had only been
dead six weeks.

So how many husbands has she actually
buried?

It isn't ashes she's been carrying
around in that urn.

What are you doing with Tim?

Remind me, how long ago did Tim pass
away?

Must be about six months ago.

You said it was six weeks.

Come on, it's the grief.

That's what he does to you.

Tim!

That's not Tim.

That's Charlie.

What? Well, I don't know how that got in
there.

You asked to be alone on that grief
walk. Not because you wanted to mourn

husband, but because you had something
else to take care of.

When you boarded the ship at
Southampton, you pretended to carry his

Only the urn was empty.

You'd both been given a contact at the
market stall.

No name, just a time and a playground.

Tilly was a colourful diversion, while
the urn was filled with Class A drugs.

Then you carried the urn back onto the
ship with you.

The grieving widow, protecting her
precious cargo.

This is all nonsense.

I'm in mourning and look how you're
treating me.

We've offered Emiliano Goncalves a plea
deal.

It's only a matter of time before he
talks.

It was Tilly's idea.

She met this bloke in the Caribbean and
he said it'd be easy pin money.

And if Tilly hadn't have been quite so
greedy, he might never have been caught.

We are supposed to be two old biddies
that no one would ever look at twice.

You're putting this whole operation in
danger.

Don't be ridiculous.

We're in the drug trade. We should be
enjoying all the spoilers. And look at

state of you. The hair, the clothes, the
makeup, or lack of.

Oh, you know the rules. This reckless
extravagance needs to stop. Since when

were you calling all the shots?

Oh, that's it.

I've had enough. Well, so have I.

We haven't got the DNA results back yet,
but you're all over that bag, and you

know it.

But she was my best friend.

She was vain and foolish.

She always thought she'd find love one
day.

She even, like that idiot, had to warn
her off.

So that's why she kept rejecting me.

I thought I was being a silly old fool.

It's okay, Mel.

Come on, let's go.

I wanted to say thank you before I left.

You're not going to try and recruit
Pears before you go, are you?

Or you.

You must miss it.

I do.

On my place with her.

Say farewell to Pears for me.

I only wish good things for him.

Me too.

Your blood pressure seems normal now.

But it's good that we got you checked
over.

You're very brave for taking on a
criminal mastermind.

You've turned out to be more of a police
officer than a criminal mastermind.

Here's this James Bond.

I like it.

You like the James Bond movies?

Mm -hmm. I've seen all 27, at least four
times each. What about you? I think you

mean all 26. One does not count the
original Casino Royale.

No! Surely that's the best one.

I've heard of people who will watch all
of them back to back.

Sounds like fun.

I wonder... Yes?

Would you like to watch one together
maybe sometime?

How's Noel holding up?

Heartbroken.

His last chance at love snatched away.

It would all be so different if he and
Tilly got together.

Gotta grab what you can before it's too
late.

Yeah, I guess so.

It's business with Marlowe.

Whatever you decide, I'll support you.

In the meantime, I... This is between
us.

Go do your thing.

Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, his
voice is so smooth, you won't even feel

motion of the ocean.

Well, unless you've had one too many
cocktails, that is. Hey, I'm looking at

you.

Please put your hands together for the
wonderful Mr.

Jack Grayley!

I was so high I did not recognize the
fire burning in her eyes, the chaos that

controlled my mind.

Whispered goodbye as she got on a plane,
never to return again, but always

in my heart.

This love has taken its toll on me. She
said goodbye

too many times before.

And her heart is breaking in front of
me. And I have no choice.

Cause I won't say goodbye anymore.

I tried

my best to feed her appetite.

Keep her coming every night.

It's hard to keep her satisfied.

It was just a game.

Pretend it should feel the same.

It's every...

How about it, Jen? A little scavenger
hunt around Valletta. Black or red,

or nothing.

Come on, bro.

Man -o -mouth moment.

Hello and welcome for this award
-winning scavenger hunt. Good luck,

boy.

Look. So it wasn't a robbery gone wrong
then?

Charlotte, what are you doing here?

Marlowe is in Norfolk State to be in
charge of this ship. The safety of the

is at stake.