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Thank you for inviting me to your
wedding. I would be delighted to attend.

Frankie?

Snake? Did it get her? Was she bitten?

This was an accident.

This is not my fault. Since you've come
home, everything is harder.

Oh, your life. It would just be so much
easier if I'd never come back.

I might have said some things about it
being easy if you weren't here.

It's not true.

Got to get this box on the road.
Wedding's only around the corner.

Your wedding won't be a nightmare. This
one will be perfect.

Welcome to Daisy and Glenn's

wedding. You've got your signature
cocktail there, pear spritzer. We've

it the perfect pear because they are.

Go easy, though, because they're a
little bit strong.

Glenn's strong. Thank you. I'll write my
own.

Jokes. Oh.

How are we feeling?

Oh, I think he's a bit nervous.

Not nervous. He's nervous.

Mate, before you know it, you'll be
married to an absolute legend.

And then listening to the most hilarious
yet heartfelt best man speech that's

ever been delivered.

Are we ever going to stop hearing about
this speech?

However, I can't. I can't vouch for the
bridesmaid.

Ah, yes, that's Kat.

She's asked Daisy for a printout with
photos of the blokes who are single, or

her words, in a relationship that's a
little bit shaky.

Bing bong, bing bong. Special
announcement.

I'm an envoy from our bride. Sent to
inform you that she is a fraction delay.

Delay? Challenges with the hair.

I am told being met with aplomb, she
should be here in a trice.

Trice?

Trice. She's coming, though.

Of course.

Hmm.

I just want it to be perfect. Oh, no,
it's going to be perfect.

Where's Frankie?

Oh.

Stay still.

There.

Oh, okay.

I guess there is nothing left to do but

go.

Oh, hello.

Pardon. Pardon.

Excuse me, but no photographs, please.

What? At all?

The bride and groom have requested an
analogue wedding. There will, of course,

be official photos, but for the guests.

Click, click.

Click, click.

Have fun.

He's a bit of a card, isn't he?

Hey, smile.

No. No photos.

It's a disposal. At all. You cannot take
a good photo of me. It's a curse.

Really? Yeah.

I used to chuck a sickie every school
photo day.

It wasn't worth the embarrassment.

No.

Don't, Philip.

Welcome. Colin Cartwright, best man.

Sing out if I can help with anything.

I'll be right, pal.

No, Colin, actually.

Okay.

Romantics. Everywhere.

Malcolm Stringer. Philomena Strong.

Well, well.

What are you doing here?

Well, my ex -wife is the bride's
godmother.

But she couldn't be here, thankfully.

What about you?

My son is the groom.

You're kidding. I know.

Are you still a detective?

No, no. I'm back in uniform now. I'm out
at Spout Creek.

Spout Creek?

Wow. Why is that?

Oh, I don't know. Need to change the
pace.

Oh, yeah.

Finding that foot on the beach didn't
turn you off, did it?

Well, it'd turn anybody off, wouldn't
it?

Hey, so, you know where you're sitting?

Would you excuse me for a moment, Phil?

Frankie.

Oh.

Awkward. No, you. Look. Look at this
beautiful girl.

She's recovered well, hasn't she?

Keep her away from snakes from now on,
please.

And you, keep her away from snakes from
now on, please.

Thanks, Dr. Joy.

You're my best.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to
begin.

Take a seat.

Not a side. You are loved by the groom
and by the bride.

A very bad look.

Not that you'll need it. No, because
today luck is not a factor because

you're getting married and Godspeed to
you.

Glenn, the bride has arrived. The moment
is upon us.

Go around.

Ladies and gentlemen, please.

What a wonderful day.

We are in, as my partner loves to say,
an exquisite moment.

Hello, my name is Christopher Fletcher
and I am duly appointed by law to

solemnize marriages and to officiate in
this wedding today between Glenn Albert

Strong and Daisy Deidre Dixon.

And so, if there are no objections, I
will proceed.

Madam?

Madam?

Madam, please?

Who's that?

Who is she?

I don't know.

Date? I don't know her either.

But she's at your wedding.

It's Doris Caridi.

I recognised her when she walked in.

Oh, my God, so it is.

Who's Doris Caridi? Who are you?

I'm Malcolm Stringer. Doris is a
detective, a retired detective.

You worked with her, didn't you? Back in
the day, yeah.

She said something just as she
collapsed. Did anyone catch it? Yeah, I

it was, what, Mac?

I mean, I could be wrong. My hearing's
not great. I need to get a check, but

that is what it sounded like.

Why would she say that? It doesn't make
any sense.

All right, she's foaming around the
edges of the mouth. She's bit her

Seizure?

Mm.

Look at her fingertips.

They're red and blistered.

Contact poison.

The only thing I could think of is
organophosphate.

That's the site.

Yeah, it's highly toxic.

You can't bite anymore, but some farms
still have it around.

Malcolm,

you saw her walking in, didn't you? And
she was fine.

She was.

If it was, it had to be incredibly fast
acting. It would be.

But how was it transmitted? She's not
holding anything. She's not touching.

Everyone, put your brochures, your
manuals, your wedding manuals, your

put your programs down and don't touch
them. Don't panic, everyone.

Just put them down as fast as you can.

Don't touch them.

Felix, get everyone inside and bag the
programs. I need statements from

everyone. I need to know where they were
sitting, what did they touch, if they

saw Doris, if they saw anything. Did
they have a program?

Got it. And get them to wash their hands
with soap.

None of the others have any symptoms,
so...

Can I get everybody inside, please?
Right now, up the stairs.

Around that way. Just keep your hands
up. Yep.

My hand of the program was out. I
touched them all.

Colin, best man.

How do you feel?

Uh, fine.

Actually, maybe a little bit
lightheaded.

No, I'm fine. I'm fine. How do we know
for sure?

Could you do tests?

What?

Now? Yes.

The faster I know what we're dealing
with, the quicker we can figure this

But are we going to figure something out
today, Mackenzie?

This is a crime scene.

I think we should let these people go.

No.

No, the chances are the killer is still
here.

How fast can you do it?

It's a really simple test. Half an hour
at most.

Glenn. Daze, I... What, you're leaving?

I won't be long, I promise. The sooner
we figure this out, the sooner it can

happen. Yeah, yeah.

Why did you mention Maxine?

I... I don't know.

Hey, I love you.

We can sort this out, okay?

How about I get us a drink?

Malcolm, Malcolm, when did you last see
Doris?

Look, I really don't know Doris that
well.

We worked together on a couple of cases
back when I was starting out as a

detective. Right, so years, years. Yeah.

If you didn't know her that well, why is
your name on a list in her pocket?

My... Well,

I don't know.

What are the other names?

Tabitha, do it. Join Mina.

No,

I don't know.

What's happening?

I am trying to figure that out.

Daisy, whoever did this is probably
still here.

So I am going to find out who it is as
quick as I can and make sure that you

both get the beautiful wedding that you
deserve.

Can you tell me what these three people
have in common?

They're all here.

Malcolm, Tabitha did the invitations and
the signage, and Joy.

Frankie's vet.

Yeah, and they're all invited.

Unlike Dora.

Okay.

Let them know we need to speak to them,
figure out why they're on this list.

Okay, will do.

Never seen her before in my life.

Look at me.

I'm a printer for God's sake.

And you printed the program?

Yes.

And the idea that they could be used to
harm anyone.

And you delivered them to the venue?

Last night, with all the signage.

Okay, can you tell me about the printing
process? You print them on a machine?

By machine, absolutely not.

It's letterpress, all manual.

The charm of doing things by hand.

And I can assure you, there was nothing
untoward about the programs when I

delivered them here.

Just, you... Don't go anywhere.

We want to talk to you again.

It's so horrible!

I think everyone's having a really good
time.

I think it's really fun.

Give me a sec.

Hey.

Guess what? What?

I love you.

And you look so hot.

She is a bit annoying, though.

No, she's just... She's just trying to
do her job.

You've always been way too nice about
her.

Definitely something on the program.

I'll send it away to the city for a more
detailed tox.

But I used a dichromethane as the
solvent to extract an organ of phosphate

the papers. And you've endorsed the
symptoms and manner of death. We are

at poisoning from some sort of
pesticide.

So should I be worried?

Did you open any of the programs?

No. Then you're fine.

I only found poison on the inside. And I
took a few others as samples.

Nothing on any of them.

Only one of the programs was poison.

I can't say for certain, but it looks
like it.

And they were handed out completely at
random?

Yeah, yeah, I just took them out of the
box and then handed them out to whoever

was there.

When did you hand Doris hers?

I handed her one just before the
ceremony. She was the last to sit down.

Could someone have distracted her and
then fucked the programme?

Reggie and Felix were sat next to her.
They would have noticed.

So a retired detective shows up to a
wedding that she's not invited to with

names of three guests on a list in her
pocket and somehow she ends up murdered.

Not before saying your name. Thank you.

But the murder weapon is a poison
program that you handed to her at

how does the killer guarantee that you
hand Doris the one program with poison

it?

Doris Carides, former detective murdered
at a wedding that she wasn't invited

to. In her pocket was a list of three
names. Those people are... Tabitha

letterpress printer.

Printed the programs, including probably
the murder weapon. Delivered them, no

further involvement.

Joy Mina, Frankie's vet.

Keep her away from snakes from now on,
please.

And Senior Sergeant Malcolm Stringer.

Former detective, works at Spout Creek
Police Station. It's about 400 k's away.

Worked with Doris back in the day.
Hasn't seen her for years.

Doesn't know why she was there or why
he's on her list. Okay, so something has

to link these people. We just have to
figure out what.

Do we have any photos from the wedding?
Maybe they captured something.

I guess we're not allowed analogue
wedding.

And the photographer was always focused
on Daisy and Glenn.

But, but, but, but...

I collected all these.

I'm going to ring around all the local
chemists to see if anyone can develop

them. Great. Reggie, great.

Okay.

In the meantime, we are going to piece
together Doris' last 24 hours, see if

was looking into anything. If she was,
what was it? Hold on. I think I might

have something.

The waitress last night said that she
saw Doris talking to someone.

Who?

The stationery lady.

Tabitha. Tabitha.

Did she know what they were talking
about?

She said that she heard Doris saying
something like, remember anything?

Tabitha?

Hey.

So, I reckon I called, like, what, half
a dozen chemists and none of them have

the machine to develop film anymore.

They send it into the city and it takes
like a week.

We don't have a week. Oh, we know.

I want to get this done quickly so
Glenn's wedding isn't completely

Excuse me. Sorry. Excuse me. Hello.

Um, didn't we tell you to stay until
we've spoken to you? I can't hang around

all afternoon.

I have surgery to prepare for.

It's Saturday.

Oh, nine to five job. Wouldn't that be
nice?

Is that all?

Yeah. That's all, Joy. Thank you.

Bye, Joy.

That's not all. Are you sure?

Just smile and wave.

Smile and wave.

Vital surgery prep.

Couldn't wait another moment.

But she was planning on being at the
wedding all day.

Exactly. So why is she so keen to leave?

Follow her.

Yep. Something she's not telling us.

Hmm.

This is nice.

Hey, I quite like a waistcoat, actually.

Not how we imagined it.

No.

We're still doing it, though.

Really? People have come from everywhere
to be here because we love you.

Jenny came from Hong Kong. You had Lisa
come from London. I came from Adelaide.

Adelaide.

We're doing this.

Oh, Mac.

Annoying. Wow.

Oi.

Have you solved it yet?

I can't comment.

Oh, my God.

What if you don't get to do your speech?

That's not my concern.

OK, well, I saw you practising it out
there. Had your little stopwatch going

everything. What's the plan with that?

Is it, like, make him laugh, make him
cry, he's the best mate I ever had? Is

that the vibe?

There's a bit more to it than that.

Oh, of course. No, no, no. This is the
one that's going to turn the best man's

speech on its head.

All right.

I thought I'd heard it all when it came
to wedding speeches, Margaret, but that

one, wow.

You having fun?

I am. Thank you so much for asking.

Because to me, it looks like you're
covering your anxiety.

I've prepared my speech and you haven't.

You just, you dropped off the programs
and then you left.

Yes. Right. You didn't see Doris?

This is your handiwork?

Yes, it is.

Is that who that was?

You don't recall her saying something
like, remember anything?

No.

Do you have any idea if... I mean, we're
not trying to rush you.

I know, I just... I'm glad I'm not
completely oblivious to all

of this.

If there's anything I can do to help
push things along,

Actually, what chemical do you have at
your lab?

Here we go, Senior Sergeant Stringer.

Oh, wow, beautiful.

So how long have you been here, Phil?

Oh, 25 years.

Wow.

You know, but sometimes I think, you
know, I should have had a little go at

being a detective.

You would have been great. I know, I
know.

So what took you to Spout Creek?

Oh, look, it's, you know, it's quiet.

I get to fish and got myself a little
hobby farm.

So there was no epiphany?

No realisation?

Why you shouldn't be a detective?

This is an interview, isn't it?

Nicely done, Phil, but you should not be
alone.

Oh.

Well, there you go. See, you would have
been great.

It was Doris who sent you to the
country, wasn't it? And you've done your

research. It was one call, Malcolm. It's
not a secret.

You're a very good detective.

You would have made it to the big
league.

And Doris Carides, she ruins your
career.

It's not what you're thinking.

Do you have organophosphates on your
little hobby farm, pesticides?

Yes. But then half the...

Farms in the district had that stuff
hanging around.

Look, Doris sending me to the country,
it saved me.

Because my drinking was out of control.
I was a liability.

Her sending me was probably the best
thing that ever happened to me.

Do you have any idea why she might have
wanted to talk to you?

No, no. I avoided her.

She's scary.

You used to be able to get your photos
in an hour.

You'd stand at the window of the chemist
and watch them popping out of the

machine. They would pop, pop, pop.

Is that so?

Yeah.

They'd be married by now if this hadn't
all happened.

We'll get them there.

Did she have that bag on the way in?

Nope. No.

Joy Minna!

Stop!

Police! No, Philip! Get up!

You have anything you want to say for
yourself?

I have no idea where any of this came
from.

Four horses in last month for surgery.

Big operations, it looks like.

Six dog legs amputated, also last month.

You know, it just seems like more
surgeries than you could be doing, if

honest. Get to the point. Where's all
that ketamine going, Joy?

Is that what Doris wanted to talk to you
about?

No.

Oh, come on.

A detective has your name on a list. She
ends up poisoned at a wedding you're

both at and you with your entire drug
lab here. Well, it doesn't look good.

I had no idea who she was.

I'll admit that from time to time I may
have moved small quantities of ketamine

to third parties. It's not a crime.

Yes, it is.

Well, it's a victimless one.

No, it's not. The point is, I would
never harm anyone.

Since that day that I found a bird in
our driveway with a broken wing, I named

her Alison.

I nursed her back to life. I fed her
through a milk dropper.

The moment that I took her in my hands
and I watched her fly away, I knew that

would devote my life to helping animals,
to being a vet.

Except you're not a vet.

Let her press.

So?

Look closely.

Your press leaves the tiniest little
indentations, just there,

on everything you print.

The charm of doing things by hand, I
believe you called it.

You'll also find that little
indentation.

Oh, look, just there.

Like a little invisible signature.

You told us you didn't know anyone on
that list.

But it turns out you've been forging
documents for Joy for years.

And not just her fake degree. Not a
fake. Shut up, Joy.

Her licenses, insurance, drug
consignments, all fake. So not only do

Joy, you're in a criminal conspiracy
with her. And considering how much

we've got going through that little
clinic... Not that much.

Shut up, Joy!

It seems very lucrative.

Doris was investigating something. She
found you last night, put the wind up

you, and you realized, oh, you were
looking at a few years at the very

and that's not something you'd be keen
on, considering your condition.

So what did you do? Did you call your
accomplice?

Oh, you don't have to answer us. We can
just wait until you get your phone

records, which I have just sent off for.

Fine.

You can have me on the forgery.

Rubbish. Shut up, Joy!

Look, I didn't kill her. I swear. I
didn't even know her.

Hi, Phil.

Did you want a drink? Oh, God, I would
love one.

But, well, I'm working now.

Oh, honey, not the wedding you imagined?

No, no.

Well, if anyone can solve it. I know.
She's brilliant. I get it.

Look, this is going to be something that
you tell your kids.

You know, there was a murder at my
wedding.

Sorry to intrude, ladies. Can I get you
a minute?

Oh, look, I'm going to just... Sorry.

Come, let me prepare you a small plate.

Yeah, hi. Yeah, feel strong.

Yeah, look, I'm going to have to be
brief here.

Remember that time that I asked for a
detective and you didn't send me one?

Hmm? Well, I'm going to call in that
favour.

I need some background.

Yeah, Tabitha and Joy knew each other.
They were conspiring. Great.

We still don't know how the killer did
it.

Or why Doris said your name. Yes, thank
you.

Look, I know it's awkward on Glenn's
wedding day, but she said it, and it's a

clue. We can't ignore it. I'm not
ignoring it, believe me.

It just doesn't help us figure out how
the killer poisoned the one program that

Doris took.

Searched every corner of that vet
clinic.

I've found loads of drugs, but no
pesticides or anything that could have

Doris. Or anti -inflammatories, and I
could do with some because my feet are

still absolutely killing me. Maybe,
uh... Maybe we put a pin in it.

Regroup tomorrow.

No.

No, it's their wedding day.

That's what I mean.

We don't have to solve it today.

We can get there.

We will. We will. We will. We'll get
there.

That's, um, what can I smell? Vinegar.
Yeah.

It's very sick, so I'm using it as a
stopper.

I know there's not many guys that could
just improvise a dark room at short

notice. It's really not that
complicated.

Start with a developer, which is just a
high pH solution with a reducing agent,

something that donates electrons. I'm
using instant coffee for the cathetic

acid, so... Yeah, as thrilling as this
lecture is, Glenn, maybe.

Sorry. No, it's okay.

It's actually really fun to remember
what a massive nerd you are.

Stuck in a dark room, stinking of
chemicals.

Don't have much luck on my wedding days.

Not a dig at you.

Never a bit of a dig at you.

How's Daisy?

She's okay.

Why did she say your name?

Doris, when she died.

I don't know.

It's weird, though, isn't it?

Did she even know you?

I don't think so.

I will figure it out, though.

And then you'll have your wedding day.

Then you'll be off to Bali or wherever.

Road trip, up the coast, camping.

Cool.

We'll leave him first thing in the
morning. The ute's already packed.

Of course it is.

Right. Well, I've developed all the
photos and I've put a few aside that

Doris in them. I think that might be
helpful.

Have a look at this.

This is where it gets a bit weird.

They're all of you, Reggie.

Got a fan?

Who took all of them?

Yeah, we don't know. You know, the
cameras were all over the place.

Could have been anyone.

Someone's definitely got a crush on you.

I don't know about that.

If you want us to, we could do a DNA
test on all the cameras, get a sample

each of the guests, put, like, a line up
for your perusal.

That's inappropriate, Clint.

Sorry. Could you? We could not. Oh.

But in terms of police work...

There are a few here that are useful
with Doris in them.

Doris arrived.

Doris takes a drink.

Doris sits down.

They're all from before the ceremony. I
know.

Nothing here of Doris with a program or
anyone doing anything with a program.

It's a dead end. Yeah.

And that... You want us to pray more for
you?

That's also inappropriate, Mackenzie.

Could... What?

Doris sending you to the country was the
best thing for you, was it?

Yeah, yeah, it was.

I've still got friends in the city,
Malcolm.

I know that you reapplied for the
homicide squad.

Every single year.

And I know who turned you down every
single year, and that was Doris Carides.

So I still wanted to be a detective.

You know, kill me.

Our force will never be strong while
cows like Carides are still breathing.

I stand ready to serve.

That was you, wasn't it?

I mean, it says Craig Forrester, but...
We know that's one of the nondiplumes

you use on private police officer
groups.

Hmm.

You know, I was a good detective.

I made one mistake and she blacklisted
me.

What was the mistake?

Oh.

You know, the foot I found on the beach?

Me and a few of the boys, we took some
stupid photos with it.

No, we were just mucking about.

But Doris hit the roof.

Unethical, inappropriate, fine.

But the real issue is that it turned out
that the foot belonged to Mark Jarvis.

Mark Jarvis?

The guy who went missing off the boat
with his wife?

Yeah, Chloe Jarvis.

About 12 years ago.

You see, Doris was obsessed.

with this case, because she always
thought that Chloe killed Mark, pocketed

their money, and got away with it. You
know, that she changed her name and went

off and made a new life for herself
somewhere else, and that me mucking

with the foot tanked the case. But she
didn't have a case, because they

You know, they drowned.

End of story.

Sharks got to the damn foot.

But, oh, no, no, no, no. Those photos
were enough for Doris Caridi to ruin my

career.

You know...

You do sound angry.

Of course I'm angry.

You know, I love being a detective. I
loved it. And she took that away from me

for one dumb mistake. So, yeah, I'm
angry and I'm not sorry she's dead.

But come on, guys.

Use your brains. How could I have killed
her? I didn't know she was going to be

here.

He's right.

He didn't know Doris would be here.

And it's not as though he's going to
have poison on him on the off chance

they bump into each other.

I mean, even if he did, we don't know
how the killer guaranteed that Colin

hand Doris that poison program.

Or why she said your name. Yes, thank
you, Colin. Or why she said my name.

Excuse me, Matt.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry to interrupt.

I need to make an announcement.

We're going to send everyone home and
reschedule.

It's not going to happen today, and
that's fine. No.

No, I said I would solve it, and so I
will. I will solve it. So just leave

me alone and let me think.

But you haven't.

You haven't solved it.

You told us to wait.

So we have put everything on hold all
day, but you haven't got anywhere. You

were never going to. Oh, but no one can
argue with you when you set your mind on

something. God, I have tried for months,
every single day, to be smiling

and happy and fair to you because you
are important. You're important to

but I can't get away from you.

I can't get away from you.

my wedding and says your name as they
die.

So stuff it. I am not sending anyone
home. I am going to marry the man I love

today with my family and my friends and
Mackenzie Clark. You are no longer

welcome.

Now that's a good speech.

Christopher, let's do it.

When let's get married oh

Babe that one's mine. Oh, yeah

Mackenzie Clark, Dolphin Coast Police
Station. I need you to send me something

over and quickly.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Well, here we are again.

So far, not the day we would have
expected.

But Glenn and Daisy are not a
conventional couple.

This moment, these people here together
will never happen again.

So let's...

Take time to enjoy that and reflect.
Christopher, let's move things along.

Right? Yes.

On we go, then.

And now we come to Jane.

The ring, please.

Oh, right, that's me.

Glenn, say after me.

Daisy, with this ring, I thee wed.

Daisy, with this ring.

Stop!

Stop the wedding.

I know who the killer is.

What was Doris Carides doing at Glenn
and Daisy's wedding?

That was the first question.

She wasn't invited. Neither the bride
nor the groom had any idea who she was.

The only clue to her presence was a list
in her pocket with three names on it.

Malcolm Stringer, Tabitha Dewitt and Joy
Mina. What linked them other than

being at this wedding?

Doris was on to something.

We didn't know what, but somebody did.

That somebody didn't want Doris sniffing
around, so they poisoned her with

organophosphate, pesticide, a contact
poison.

But how? How did the killer manage to
poison Doris with a program handed out

random by a police officer?

Well, they didn't.

No, the killer wanted us looking at the
programs. They wanted us trying to

unpick an impossible crime because then
we wouldn't be looking at what actually

killed Doris.

Her cocktail glass containing her drink.

What a perfect murder weapon.

Covered in a poison almost instantly
lethal to the touch and then thrown in

dishwasher with all the rest.

Evidence destroyed.

But there was pesticide on the inside of
the program. I tested it. Yes.

Yes. Thank you.

You are correct.

The killer planted the poison program in
the commotion following Doris's

collapse. But still, why?

I knew that there had to be a link
between the names on that list, but what

didn't realise is that we were actually
investigating two murders.

Doris's and the last perfect murder, the
killer plan.

Their own.

The Chloe Jarvis peg.

Malcolm worked it with Doris all those
years ago.

Chloe and Mark Jarvis took a boat out to
sea and were never seen again.

Both drowned, is that right, Malcolm?

That was the prevailing opinion, yes.

What was Doris's theory?

That Chloe killed Mark and got away.

Uh -huh.

Why did she think that? We found his
foot washed up... Well, I found his foot

washed up on the beach, but it was a
mess. There was no way of telling what

happened to us.

And Chloe, what? She was safe somewhere,
living her best life, enjoying all that

money? Well, that was Doris's theory.

Well, it was more than just a theory. It
became an obsession for

Doris.

The one that got away.

That's why you were on the list,
Malcolm.

Doris Caridi thought Chloe Jarvis was
still alive and she wanted to talk to

detectives who worked the original case.

Is she still alive?

No, no.

No, that is what Doris got wrong.

Chloe Jarvis didn't murder her husband.

Her husband murdered her.

Isn't that right, Mark?

I'm sorry, me?

Is this some sort of a joke?

Oh, I don't know, Mark.

Jokes, they're not really my thing.

Sit down, mate.

Take a seat.

Doris Caridi, she was a true detective.

You know, even in retirement, the Chloe
Jarvis case, it haunted her. So she

looked into those leads again, and she
made lists of people to talk to and

they were now. The South Coast, Malcolm
Stringer.

the detective who found Mark's foot,
Tabitha Dewitt, a printer with a

in forgery who was questioned at the
time under suspicion that she forged

documents for Chloe Jarvis, and Joy
Mina, a local vet who really just will

anything for money and who we now know
is in a criminal conspiracy with

Doris thought that these people, they
might just know something about what

happened to Chloe Jarvis.

She found Tabitha here last night when
she was delivering the printing.

The ever -innocent Tabitha knew nothing.

Join me now.

Don't ring a bell. Sorry.

But she did make a call to an old
friend.

Tabitha's the one that forged the
documents, turning you from Mark Jarvis,

murderer, into Christopher Fletcher,
wedding celebrant, bearded now,

hair, bit more weight on, and with a
telltale imperfection on your license

there from Tabitha's letterpress.

Thanks to Tabitha, you suspected Doris
would be at this wedding.

I mean, poisoning her glass, that was a
bit of a risk because you needed her to

put down her drink in order to switch
it. But considering the stakes for you,

was a risk worth taking.

So what?

This is all just supposition. There is
no glass. There is no evidence.

You can't prove anything.

I would have missed it.

I would.

have missed it.

But then I saw how easily Daisy picked
up the wrong bouquet without noticing

and then things fell into place.

These photos are taken from before the
wedding.

Doris takes a drink.

And then, just a moment later, there's
more liquid in her glass than there was

when she took it. And that was because
of this.

a hand swapping the drink, your
distinctive ring giving you away.

And she knew, didn't she?

When you started the ceremony, Doris
realized too late that it

wasn't Chloe Jarvis that she was looking
for, but her husband, her murderer.

Madam, please.

Oh, uh... She could only manage one word
as she died. Not Mac. Not Mac.

But Mark.

Mac.

Oh, God!

Doris Caridi solved her case. And she
was identifying you, the man who cut off

his own foot to get away with murdering
his wife. Well, you know, you didn't do

the actual amputation. Now, that would
have been a...

A local vet who 12 years ago bought her
surgery in Dolphin Cove around the

time that Mark and Chloe disappeared.

Joy Mina, the last name on that list.

But this is absolutely ridiculous.

Colin?

Felix?

It was the left, wasn't it, Malcolm?

I'll never forget it.

Loafers.

Much appreciated.

Fingers.

Now that would be a hell of a
coincidence, wouldn't it?

Mark Jarvis, you are under arrest for
the murder of Doris Carey and Chloe

Jarvis. You can't escape your past,
Mark.

It might take years, you might move
miles away, try and become a different

person, but at some point, like it or
not, you have to reckon with it.

You don't have to say or do anything,
but anything you do say or do may be

in evidence against you.

What a day!

I've been to some weddings in my time,
let me tell you. I found a bride,

Cassandra Alexiou, hashing her
bridesmaid in the vestry before the

That was a wild ride.

But I've never had a murder.

Still, we got him in the end. So that's
another tick for the Rocco files.

You done?

All done. Good.

Hey, Reggie. You forgot this?

Not another one.

I mean, honestly, what a weirdo.

Taking all of these.

Oh.

That one's actually quite lovely.

You can always take a good photo of
someone.

You just have to get them when they're
most themselves.

Are you the weirdo?

I thought you deserved a nice photo of
yourself.

And you took all of them?

Pretty much.

That's a really lovely thing to do,
Felix.

I might just crop out the murderer in
the background though, I think. Yeah, I

was going to suggest that.

You know the worst thing?

He wasn't even a real celebrant.

So even if we got married, we wouldn't
be married.

I didn't know you felt like that.

How about Mark?

Really?

We can reschedule.

It'll be okay.

That's what I want.

A chance to relive this day all over
again.

Someone was murdered.

It's hard to plan for that.

It's not that.

Of course, someone lost their life.

I get it. She has to investigate it.

What is it then?

It's the way you look at her when she
dies.

I saw it once when you were...

You were solving something with her and
I tried to ignore it and that was my

mistake because then we end up here on
our wedding day and you're more excited

about her than getting married to me.

That's not true. Isn't it?

I think I'm done.

Fine. We don't need to be married. It's
just a piece of paper.

Not with the wedding, I think.

I think I'm done with us.

No, it's just one take. We can do
whatever you want.

So... Bye.

And so Glenn and Daisy are more than a
couple to me.

They're the family that found me and
made me feel at home.

They're an example of what love should
be.

An easy bundle of kindness and warmth
and humour.

So to them, I wish every day of
everything they bring to everyone else.

Happiness, joy and love.

To Glenn and Daisy.

To Glad and Daisy, applause, applause,
smiling through tears. What a triumph.

Oh, is he still single? Et cetera, et
cetera, et cetera.

Go on, then.

Say what you've got to say.

God,

we've been wanting to do that all day,
haven't we?

Let's go get a drink.

You coming?

Yeah.

Did I ruin your wedding?

What are you talking about? It was a
fantastic day. It's better than I

I won't come when you redo it. Well, we
won't be redoing it.

I know that I'm obsessive and that I
can't let anything go.

I do see that I could have dealt with
today differently, but I

just thought if I could help you

get your wedding day, then I could do
something that

made you...

Happy and... But then my brain,

it just got a... I'm so

sorry.

I don't know why I'm like this. I
just... I don't know any other

way to be.

That would be the easy thing to do,
wouldn't it?

Blame you, Mac.

This is all your fault.

But it's not.

It's not your fault for coming back to
Dolphin Cove.

For trying to catch a killer.

You are who you are.

I'm the reason everything falls apart.

There's two weddings so far and what do
they have in common?

Something is not right and I'm not going
to figure out what it is living the

same life in the same place.

But you love it here.

Yeah.

Everyone says that.

Um... How long are you going for?

A while, Mackenzie.

A long while.

What brings big, sissy cops to a sleepy
Northern Irish seaside town? See for

yourself. Detective drama Hope Street is
on BBC.