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I thought Morris dancing was all handkerchiefs and knee belts.

Traditionally, yes. But this, this is dark Morris.

It's anarchic cousin, much more subversive. It's called The Legend of

Knockerhole Dragon.

A fearsome beast is devouring the villagers, but no night.

Slaves. Which one's Margot again? I'm guessing the dragon.

No, she's one of the villagers that kills the beast with a poison pie.

She's been practicing for weeks, dancing around the office, trying to force

-feed me past keys.

Oh, I think that's her other back.

Oh, let's just watch, shall we?

It's pretty obvious what's going on.

Ah!

Is that it?

Bravo! Excellent!

Excellent! Get his EpiPen!

Someone help him!

Please! It's not in the case!

One morning in the month, she came down by a rolling river.

There a weary traveller, child, could stay, and he bailed his lover.

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were brown, her hair in ringlets hanging

had a lovely face, without a frown, just as the tide was flowing.

Looks like it was an allergic reaction.

The paramedics gave him an epinephrine shot.

They're just hoping he's got it in time.

What was he allergic to?

Latex. You know Marvellous, don't you?

Oh, yes.

Kindred Mariner.

I bought my boat from you. Then let her drift out to sea like some Janny

Fortnite. Lord alone knows how.

Yes.

Sorry, latex, you say?

Yeah, anything with rubber.

His name's Craig.

He's new to the side.

But he warned us about his allergy as soon as he joined.

Carries an EpiPen in case of emergencies.

He showed us all how to use it. Right, so why wait for the medics? Because it's

gone missing from its case. I saw Craig check it before the show.

Are you saying someone stole it? Well, it didn't vanish on its own.

Wait, but if someone took it, that means they knew Craig would have a serious

reaction and they wanted to delay his treatment?

Not with anything we use.

It's been a right pain having to buy new costumes and masks. Make sure it's all

latex -free.

Yes, but that doesn't rule out them contaminating it later. Let's gather

everything up, get it to forensics for analysis, please.

Maybe he touched something with latex earlier on.

No, Craig's allergy is type 1. Any reaction happens the moment he comes

contact with it. So if someone intentionally triggered it, they did so

the dance? I mean, literally the moment before he collapsed?

It would take a few seconds, yes.

But we were all watching.

So what have we missed?

What have we missed?

The EpiPen helped, but he's not out of the woods yet. We're having to keep him

sedated, give his body time to recover.

But fingers crossed he'll be okay.

Don't those tubes contain rubber?

No, everything here is silicon or nitrile -based. Even my gloves.

I've got a squishy in my pocket.

Sorry, I bought it for you. If you have headaches, I'll help you stretch.

I'm good, thanks. You keep it.

It's OK.

It's polyurethane.

But maybe don't touch him, just in case.

Right, yes, no.

Do you know when we might be able to question him?

Maybe in a day or so.

But until then, no visitors.

Doctor's orders.

Thanks, Lucy.

I'm sorry, I just wanted to check you if it's OK.

You're part of the Morris side, aren't you?

One of the musicians?

Yeah, I'm... Holly, my husband Matthew's the side leader.

Please don't tell him I was here.

Well, the plot seconds.

Where have you been?

Out.

Walking, trying to make sense of it all.

Why are the police involved?

They think it may have been deliberate, which is absurd.

It was an accident.

Hey.

You need to forget about him.

It's just you and me now.

Come here.

Fresh start, yeah?

Yes.

Do stand in the doorway, Humphrey. That's enormously helpful. Sorry, Anne.

Mm -hm.

Right, so, what do you think?

Your writing's terrible when you're stressed.

But I like the carpool idea.

Mm -hm. How would that work in practice?

Not a clue.

But you've put here it's a cost saving of £5 ,000.

Yeah? Do you think it should be more?

I just need to show budget cuts that match one of the team's salary.

Then I can argue that I don't need to let anyone go at all.

Well, what if you go paperless?

No.

Writing notes on scraps of paper, it's how I work.

I suppose I could write things on my sleeve.

I'll keep thinking.

Good idea, though. Great.

Yeah, thanks.

Love you.

See you later.

Bye,

Anne.

Thanks for breakfast.

If he gets under my feet anymore, I'll have to wear him his slippers.

Why are you putting Marvis up there?

He's as daft as a brushed owl, but he's not an allergy psycho.

And neither am I. We can't rule anyone out at the moment. You play the villager

who poisoned him. You had access to his epi case. If I can find a motive, you're

my prime suspect.

Morning, Kelby.

Dzień dobry.

Sorry, I'm trying to learn Polish.

Dzień dobry means good morning.

It's really hard language.

Which you're attempting.

Why?

Oh.

Her name's Agnieszka.

We met online.

She's a PE teacher at an orphanage near Gdansk. Is that why the new aftershave?

So she can smell you from here.

Ignore her. She looks lovely.

Almost too good to be true.

I know.

I'm a lucky guy.

Morning, all.

What's that new effort?

I'm going to call forensics.

You've had some more messages from that Mr Smith at the hub.

He's going to start stalking you soon. Yes, yes, I'll talk to him later.

Any update on our Morris victim, Craig Fields?

Still unconscious, but stabilised.

Oh, he's looking more hopeful.

The cider really pleased.

Holly Willis, in particular?

There have been rumours, and I can't lie.

I mean, I wouldn't kick Craig out of bed if he wanted to get cosy under my

duvet. A little focus, Margot, please.

What fact do we know about?

Well, he's a carpenter and joiner by trade.

He bought a damaged boat off Marvellous, which he's living on on the boatyard

while he's fixing it up.

He's planning on sailing round the world when it's done.

Wait. This damaged boat, it's not the Lily Bond, is it? You better hope not.

Otherwise Esther will slap your photo up on that board and all.

Craig doesn't sound like your typical Morris dancer.

Which is what, exactly?

Well, you've all met Marvellous, right?

He might be a vaky oddball, but he's got a heart of gold. Same as Craig, who, it

turns out, has done Morris before.

He had a lot of...

Fancy ideas which Matthew wasn't impressed with. Matthew Willis side

They're called the Squires.

Squires? It's a big Willis family tradition which Matthew felt Craig was

usurping. Is that why the changes, the shift to Dark Morris?

Was that all down to Craig? Yeah, we put it to the vote and Craig won.

Even Holly voted for it.

Ouch. Is that when the rumour started?

Pretty much.

Holly. They used to jam together, composing music for the knuckle hole.

Craig carved her a wooden table pipe.

Matthew's face when he gave it to her.

You want a motive?

I'd start right there.

I think we need more than just making someone a recorder.

Yes, let's not rush to assumptions.

There are motives other than jealousy to consider.

So let's look into Craig's finances and background, please, Margaret. Lab report

says there's no trace of latex on any of the staffs, masks or costumes.

Yet. Craig collapsed mid -dance.

So how is his allergy triggered unnoticed?

We need someone to have filmed it.

Er, I do know someone who recorded it on their phone.

Excellent. Let's get a copy of that before they delete it.

Really? Yes, please.

OK. I did a sweep of the crime scene.

I found a sweet wrapper.

Mm -hmm. A feather of some sort.

And 13 cigarette butts. Because like you say, we can't assume

it's irrelevant.

Quite right, Kelby. The smallest detail may prove pivotal.

Strawberry chew.

Interesting.

There was no feather of this kind on the Morris costume, so, uh... What

bird does this belong to?

No wonder.

The holy grail of golf is something called an eagle, apparently, or

How do I look? Like a lawsuit waiting to happen.

Please don't swing that in here.

Were they dance clubs?

Yes.

Lance Kendrick, who's chair of the Sports and Culture Committee, asked if I

played, so naturally I said yes.

Because?

Well, they're allocating seats to all the new councillors and I don't want to

get stuck on the Committee of Strategic Works.

I thought if I play around with Lance, he might invite me on board.

You said play around with him.

Oh. I knew you meant golf.

Well, next time, I'll phrase it more carefully.

Oh, wish me luck.

Let him win. You'll be fine.

If we don't sell all these, can I take them home for Mum tonight?

Helps open her up before I tell her about my travel plans.

She'll be fine about it. Well, I'm hoping she might miss me a bit.

Of course she will.

And it will make the short time you have left together all the more precious.

She'll spoil you rotten.

You have met my mum, right?

Edda, hi.

You wanted to see me? Did you want to book in another massage?

No. Last night you were filming that Morris dance.

I need a copy of the footage. It may have information we can use.

Oh, sure, yeah.

No problem.

Sorry, do you mind if I... Yeah, it should be in the gallery.

Hello, Gordon Van.

Yes, Sandra, we've got you in for 10 .30.

OK, we'll see you then.

OK, bye.

Oh, sorry.

So many photos.

New man syndrome.

I expect you were the same, right?

Archie told me you guys used to date.

Briefly? It wasn't a big deal.

Quick fling, nothing major.

Yeah, no, that's what he said.

Right. Oh, it's not a problem. It's actually quite a relief.

You know, that it wasn't my massage technique making you so tense the other

No, that was more about work, stressing me out, not Archie. That's long gone. In

fact, I was the one who ended it.

Great.

Ah, here.

Sorry. No rest for the wicked.

Golden pen.

Hold on one second. I'm done.

Thanks.

Nice to see you.

Yep. Was that for the hot stone?

It's from Archie's new girlfriend.

It's not great quality.

Why can't you just stay still?

I think she's dancing.

It's hard not to. It's a really catchy tune.

How long before Craig collapses?

It's round about here.

You ruined my star moment.

I'm like Marga Fontaine with that pie.

Just saying.

Okay.

All right, everyone, watch closely.

Here we go.

Any second now.

Just a minute.

Oh, God!

Oh,

for God's sake! We missed it. Oh, turn the camera!

I think it's over.

Was that it? No, something's wrong.

Look, Holly's the first person to help Craig, but who's that bringing his epi

case over?

Who's your prime suspect now?

And here, wait, please, marvelous, hold your horses, shoulders back, stand up

straight, full energy, please.

Here we go, and one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, smile, out,

turn, round, wait, stop, stop!

What are you doing?

Aside from humiliating myself just so I can dance with this adorable woman, I

have no idea.

It's lunchtime.

There's a scrumpy with my name on it at Kitty J's.

Why have you dragged us all here for this whip, Pop? We're performing in

at the weekend.

And since we don't have a dragon anymore, we need to practice a new

Feels wrong doing anything while Craig's still unconscious.

Right, let's wait Lee's back. I want to bash a big stick about not wave a white

hanky like I'm trying to surrender.

No one is more concerned about Craig than me.

But this isn't about him.

It's about returning to our roots.

Honouring our commitments.

And doing as your squire says.

Hello.

Sorry, music stopped.

Hope we're not interrupting.

Not at all, Inspector.

I'm explaining how Morris Danson's celebration of community, of spring and

light. Dart Morris is, well, that's a different path.

And we need to make a choice.

You can't have both.

Holly. Holly, we're rehearsing. I need a vape. Take five, everyone.

That's fine, anyway. We'll need to speak to you all privately.

We'll also need to see the dragon dance again. I believe Margot mentioned it. I

told Marvellous to bring in some spare sticks.

Their wish is my command.

Excellent. Thank you, Marvellous.

Matthew? If you could get everything set up, I need to talk to Holly. OK.

I can't do this. I'm going to skedaddle.

Tell him I'm ill.

Dodgy Curry, don't get all choppery. Stay put, keep stum. You ain't done

wrong.

Now breathe.

You want a gherkin with that? I pickle my own.

Very tasty.

So you're done with Dart Morris?

Well, I think one foray was enough, given the result and consequences.

Understandable.

Although I did like the masks.

The way... They were used as a disguise to hide the dancers' true identities and

stop them being found out.

Historically speaking, obviously.

Well, you've done your research, Inspector.

Although I suppose if Craig's allergy was triggered deliberately,

then someone's still using their mask in much the same way.

And if it was just an accident, as the rest of us believe, then he'd no crime

investigate.

I would love to believe that.

If only I could explain the EpiPen.

You were the one who got Craig's EpiKit.

Do you have any idea why the pen wasn't in there?

Must have fallen out.

Been mislaid.

So, another accident?

That's the simplest explanation.

Craig was a popular member of the side.

If a tad headstrong, like myself.

It caused some issues at the start, but...

I soon learned to... to embrace the challenges he offered.

Why would anyone want to hurt him?

What if he was too popular?

With somebody's wife?

I can assure you, Inspector, Holly takes her wedding vows as seriously as I do.

Quit years ago.

I guess that's the way life is. You can resist temptation for so long and then

realise you've been fooling yourself the whole time.

Is that how it was with Craig?

Oh, you heard the gossip then.

It's not true.

We weren't having an affair. I wouldn't.

I love my husband and my kids.

They're my life.

Why would I jeopardize that for what?

For sex?

It's not worth it.

Nothing is.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

I just wish Craig hadn't come here.

It's... It's changed everything.

You can't help who you fall in love with, but you can decide what you do

it.

You can choose to stop seeing them, even if it makes you really unhappy.

You have to.

It still hurts, though.

For better or for worse, you have to do the right thing.

For the sake of your family.

Is that you talking, or Matthew?

This isn't his fault.

It's mine.

You do realise this is pointless?

We don't have a dragon.

Well, I'm volunteering to take his place.

Thank you.

Don't worry, I've done Scottish country dancing.

It's cool.

Best Highland fling. One of the 15s.

He won a medal.

How is any of this relevant?

Well, I need to experience the dance from Craig's point of view, assess his

interaction with the side.

The poor other side couldn't even make the rehearsal.

We have jobs.

We can't teach the whole dance in a lunch hour. No, no, no. Not the whole

Just the last part before Craig collapsed.

Who remembers when that was?

It was just as I go to get the poison pie.

I'll walk him through it.

Fine. If we go from the dragon's battle... Inspector, you stand in the

Yes, all right. The others, all around.

Esther, are you ready?

I'm waiting.

Music, maestro, please.

We're almost there.

I wasn't expecting that. I would have peeled away to get the pie and inspect

now. Now what?

Oh, yeah, right, everyone stop.

I need to mark all your final positions.

Are we done now?

Uh, no, one more thing. Margot, when you peel off to get the poisoned pie, what

was the prop you used?

A poured pie.

A real one?

Yeah. The fake ones contain rubber.

Did Kelby collect up that pie for testing? Because I've read with a latex

allergy that there are certain foods that can also trigger a reaction.

No, Bob ate it while we were waiting for the ambulance.

I was hungry.

Craig fell down before I even collected it, and it never went anywhere near him.

And I was much further back than this.

You dropping the staff, it threw me. I was more here, I

think.

Why are you looking at me?

I never hurt him, I swear.

It's too hot in there.

I had a bit of a panic attack.

It's OK.

Take your time.

I like Craig.

He's a great guy.

He gave me this fitness routine and a diet plan.

Helped me lose weight.

I feel lucky to know him.

Did he charge you for that advice, Bob?

No, of course not. Why?

Craig's bank details show you recently made two payments into his account, both

for £4 ,900, just under the £5 ,000 threshold banks are required to report.

It was an investment.

We were going into business together.

What kind of business?

I don't know. I mean, um... It's not happening.

Craig backed out. He told me he'd changed his mind.

But he kept your money.

Oh. You'll repay it. He has to.

What if he doesn't?

What will you do to persuade him?

I ain't going to kill him, am I?

How can he pay me back then?

Except Craig isn't dead.

So triggering his allergy would serve as a pretty effective warning.

I wouldn't.

I've never hurt anyone in my life.

I'm a boring accountant who lives in a rented bedsit.

It's why I gave Craig the money in the first place, so I could change things.

And then he changes his mind and says he doesn't want to do it anymore.

Having spent all my money, now that ain't right.

And he knows it.

Come on.

What was the money for, Bob?

This business you planned, what did Craig not want to do anymore?

No comment.

What have you and Bob been up to?

Nothing, my sweet, I swear.

My sweet's a strawberry chew.

Answer the question.

The day you joined the police was the day I turned my back on anything

disreputable as a mark of respect.

You told me you hated fishing ever since that incident with the lobster.

Which you have promised never to mention again. That's all Craig's gear. He

borrows my van from time to time. Just dump the sticks on top.

What a flaming hell is this?

Now give that ear.

Let's pretend you never saw that.

If you've got nothing to hide, we'll just show it to the inspector and you

explain it to him.

No need to get savage on me. Whatever you're thinking, all them cramby doubts,

they're wrong.

Prove it.

It's my bad.

I forgot it was in the van when I loaded up the Morris sticks.

What do you use it for?

Best waterproof in there is. Every boatyard has some.

Isn't that a bit risky with Craig about?

He don't use it on his boat and I keep it locked in my shed.

It was only in the van because I lost my last lot in a break -in. I had to go to

the depot, buy some more.

Somebody stole it?

Kids, probably.

I had a camera on the shed and they broke that too.

I asked Craig if he saw anything and he said no.

Does Bob ever visit your boatyard, Marvellous? Bob told us he was going

business with Craig. He paid him a lot of money, most of which Craig then paid

to you.

That's right.

To buy the boat he's rebuilding.

And he got a fair price.

You want to look at my books?

Go ahead.

I've got nothing to hide.

This business that they were planning, were you involved in that too?

Craig asked me.

I said no.

Out of respect for that goddess, who I still revere to this day.

Are you taking medication? We're not aware of, Margo.

My only drug is love.

And my only crime is not telling Margo how I felt till it was too late.

So this Bob and Craig business was illegal, then? It didn't happen, and it

won't. Not now that Craig's found the love of his life, too.

You mean Holly?

I told her, if he were lucky enough to find his soulmate, he should fight for

her. And that's why Craig's staying and why the Bob business ain't happening.

Does Holly know Craig's staying?

He told everyone in the side during rehearsals.

So Matthew knew as well?

Should have kept my big gob shut, shouldn't I?

We need to find out what business Bob and Craig were planning, and even more

urgently, who stole Marvellous' liquid rubber.

Unless he's lying, of course, to cover why it was hidden in his van.

Hello, house owner.

Oh, gosh, it's finally happening.

That's amazing.

I know.

I'm online shopping already.

I have this urge to buy furniture.

What do you think about hanging oak chairs?

Have you been sunbathing? Because I think you might have sunstroke.

But we could buy a hammock for the garden and a duck house for Zoe.

Oh, he'd love that.

And Mum will be just as pleased, driving her mad having us there the whole time.

Well, look, I hope she knows how much we appreciate it. Let's say it with wine

and a takeaway.

She really likes Thai.

Chicken satay and green curry coming up.

Martha?

Sorry. Just hit me.

We're really doing this, aren't we?

Big new adventure.

I'm glad it's with you.

Wouldn't have it any other way.

Was that Mr. Smith?

He's been calling non -stop. I'm running out of excuses.

No, Kelby, don't worry. It's OK.

I'll deal with it. I have exactly the answer he needs. Any luck identifying

bird, Feather? Oh, yes.

And it's not a bird. See, I think it's part of a fishing floy. What do you

reckon?

Oi!

That's Grumpy at Kitty J's.

There's a glass with my name on it.

I have to work if you fancy it.

It's the perfect weapon.

A metal fishing hook coated in latex, one scratch, instant collapse.

But neither Bob, Marvellous or Matthew got close enough to Craig to be able to

scratch him. If the hook was attached to the staff, it might have done.

But that would have left latex traces on the staff and there weren't any.

Margot.

You said there were fishing rods in Marvellous' van?

A fishing line attached to a staff would be near invisible at night. Is he still

outside? No, he's gone now.

Colby, can you go to his boatyard and bring back that broken security camera?

We need to get it fixed to find out if someone stole that latex as he claims.

wouldn't have lied about that. Then why won't he tell us what Craig and Bob were

up to?

I'm getting an answer to that tonight.

You just leave it with me.

It can have been a fishing line. It's too haphazard and noticeable.

Well, let's watch and find out.

Inspector. Not now, please, Margot.

So, not just me you ignore, but your staff too.

Interesting. Mr Smith, I was about to call. I thought we should FaceTime

instead. Trim the fat in person. Esther, Margot, this is Mr Smith.

Superintendent Wood's replacement at the hub.

If you're not too busy, Sergeant, my battle elixir for the war against crime

a decaf soy latte.

I believe the ones at the Ten Mile are excellent.

Well, I am actually... I'm sure you can expand your bandwidth to multitask me up

a biscotti as well.

Thank you.

Inspector, shall we?

Yeah, of course, if it's that way.

Flat white for me. No sugar, thanks.

Now, you have caught me on the hop a bit.

And I will get Margot to do a proper spreadsheet. But I think these ideas

clearly show how we can save enough money to keep funding all our staff.

You see, that is the problem.

You're trying to boil the ocean.

Instead, focus on deliverables and close the loop.

Which member of staff are you going to lose? Well, you see, that's my point. I

thought we could solve the problem in a more people -friendly manner. We're

downsizing for the future.

Not me.

I'm juggling balls non -stop throughout the day.

If your sergeant has time to get coffee, then how relevant is she?

Well, that's hardly fair. You are her superior. She was just doing what you

We need blue skies, Inspector, not sheep.

And it's your job to dance the needle in that direction.

Understood?

Do you ever worry you drink too much caffeine?

Says the man who sells alcohol for a living.

They say wine has health benefits that can be therapeutic at times.

I'm more of a beer person myself.

Not how I remember it.

Well, that's nostalgia for you.

Everyone looks better in hindsight.

Thank you.

Well, we're done with you two.

Oh, you're right, Esther.

It wasn't a flashing light. It must be something else.

What did Mr Smith want?

What? Why did he send me off like that?

Um, no reason.

It's just his manner.

He's lucky I didn't deck him.

Yes, good restraint, Sergeant. Well done.

Colby, is that marvellous security camera?

Shouldn't it be with tech support?

Oh, they've got a backlog of cases.

It's going to take them weeks. So I thought I'd have a go myself.

It's a bit... Zwozrony, mind.

Complicated. It's Polish.

Agnieszka called me it last night. She said it was a compliment.

New girlfriend. Don't ask.

Are you good?

Oh, I'm going home.

I can't hear that music again. It's like an earworm. The answer must be here

somewhere. I'm just not seeing it.

Craig's allergy was triggered by someone unseen while we were watching it. How?

Maybe the latex was on Margot's strawberry chew.

You've cracked the case, Sherlock.

Remind me.

What was my motive?

You've admitted fancying Craig.

He fancied Holly.

It's a classic case of unrequited love demanding payback.

Night, all.

If I ever do decide to kill someone, she'll be the first to know.

How on earth did this happen?

Well, it wasn't me. It was a golf cart. Nearly ran me over on the fairway. I'm

lucky it wasn't my leg.

Did you at least get the committee you wanted?

Sports and culture.

Sadly, no.

One look at my golf swing told Lance my talents lie elsewhere.

Oh, you're strong on culture, though.

I certainly gave that cart driver some Anglo -Saxon advice.

You've got a house? I know, and I bring Ty Takeaway in to celebrate.

We can now head over tomorrow and start renovating. Oh, it's very exciting.

Have we decided who you're going to use?

Ah, we'll just do it ourselves.

Yeah. Oh, you'll need a professional.

Make sure it's done properly.

No fence hump for you.

What about that Morris leader?

Matthew. Isn't he an architect?

Yes, and a prospect in the case for investigating.

Is that the allergy one?

There's a Mr Smith who was talking about that on the golf course.

He's not convinced it's a genuine crime.

I'm sorry, what?

Mr Smith?

Yes, from the hub.

He was one of our group.

He's very charming and a very good golfer.

Oh, so that's one of the balls he's been juggling, is it?

He's very concerned about you and about your whole team, in fact.

He's worried you're wasting police time investigating something that could be an

accident. Well, it wasn't, and I'm not.

I'll get us some plates and glasses.

Oh, it's very exciting. Can't wait to see it tomorrow.

Me neither. I'm sorry about your committee.

Oh, never mind. I'm sure I'll find some other way to serve the community.

She doesn't know about Mr Smith.

Don't be cross with her.

I'm not. I'm angry at him.

You're questioning my team's work ethic while he's off playing golf. Not a

genuine crime?

Craig's allergy was triggered deliberately. I know it.

I just don't know by who.

Or how.

I thought you'd promised I wouldn't be a fishing widow anymore.

No, I'm just sorting everything out to sell on eBay.

These are broken.

Don't worry, I'll make sure they're disposed of safely.

It's not a date, I know that.

It's you and me having a drink.

And that made me feel... florid.

I'll put him on one of my ex -husbands, Grace.

Now, deal the title.

Here. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Go.

Well, come on then.

The suspense is killing me.

What do you mean?

You've cooked dinner, bought more beer, there's muffins for after. This is

teenage code for I've done something or I'm about to. Oh my God.

You're so cynical.

And right, obviously.

Okay, so... I've put together an itinerary.

I want to go travelling.

Load up my backpack, get a round -the -world ticket and have some adventures.

I've been talking to Martha and she's been really encouraging. Wait, you told

Martha before me?

She's been giving me those extra shifts so I can build up my savings.

I've got enough for a ticket already.

I have to do this, Mum, soon, or I'll never do it all.

So who's stopping you?

You are.

I just wonder what you'll do, whether you'll be all right.

Of course I will.

I just... I don't want you to be lonely, especially since you've broken up with

Archie. Oh, please.

He still likes you, you know. Well, I'm a very lovable person.

You are.

I'm going to miss you.

So I'll phone all the time, wherever I am. Better had.

And I promise I'll be back.

Are you sure you're okay about it? If it's what you want, yes. Great.

Go for it.

Very forced.

Why is Bob watching us like that?

I don't know.

Maybe he can't believe that dreams do come true.

Hmm.

Okay.

Time to wake up.

Because I'm here for one reason, and that's to save your sorry, sentimental

You're a suspect in an attempted murder investigation, so you need to tell me

what Craig and that... Blow them what we're planning, or we are never, ever

going to sit here and drink the crumpet again.

Got it?

Smuggly? Yeah.

That was Craig and Bob's new business?

Apparently, Craig built secret compartments into the boat's hull.

Marva said he'd show you, but only because it was a plan that never

Well, because Craig fell in love and vetoed the idea, we really have to talk

him. Is there any word yet from the hospital?

Lucy said he'll be conscious later today.

She'll call me soon as. Sir, I'm getting somewhere with this camera. I should

have it fixed soon.

Right. We'll be at the boatyard.

Let us know when you do. Thank you for helping.

I was blackmailed to show you these. I want that on record.

Right.

And what contraband were they planning to hide?

That's the limit of my knowledge. I'm showing you an empty space and it's

to stay that way. You can't arrest people for an idea they've decided

Understood.

Thank you, Marvellous.

It's all a bit Mary Celeste.

You'd think he'd have something of Holly's here.

Photo, or a bit of clothing.

No, it's a little big for her, don't you think?

Kelby.

Hello?

All right, we're coming now.

Eska, Kelby's fixed the camera.

Says we need to see it right away.

Okay, so I've set it up to play from just before the break -in.

Is there no sound?

Not on this model, but look.

Oh, that's not good.

I went there.

to beg him to leave.

I said I could cope with being unhappy as long as my children

felt safe and loved instead of abandoned.

I didn't know Matthew had followed me.

What happened?

What happened after Matthew smashed the camera? Did he go into the shed, take

the latex?

No, he just left. He didn't take anything. Holly, he didn't take it. He

wouldn't. You don't understand.

Please, I have nothing else to say. You have to go.

We will need to talk to Matthew about this incident.

Yes, and Craig too, when he's fully conscious.

Is he allowed visitors?

No, not yet.

Soon.

Benji.

Benji, can you stop that?

You put the pipe down, it's not a toy.

Sorry.

D .S. Williams?

Hi.

Great, okay.

It's Lucy.

Craig's awake and responsive.

She says we can question him.

Ask her if he has a cut on his head.

Some kind of graze.

What?

A cut on the back of his head. Ask her to check now, please, if she can.

DI Goodman would like you to check to see if Craig has a cut or graze on the

back of his head, please, Lucy.

Yes, no.

Great, one sec.

Yes, a slight graze. Why?

I need to listen again to the footage we took of the Morristowns. Oh, not again.

Which one?

Both of them.

I knew these helped the answer.

But it wasn't that I couldn't see it.

It was that I just didn't hear it.

Close your eyes, please.

All of you, listen.

For what? Your favourite. The knock -a -hole tune.

This is from the rehearsal we did yesterday lunchtime.

Now this... is from the music from the actual dance when Craig suffered his

allergy attack.

They're different.

Exactly.

In the rehearsal, Holly's pipe plays throughout.

But on the night of the dance, Holly's pipe stops prematurely, leaving only the

fiddle and drum playing.

Meaning what?

That Holly was the one that tried to kill Craig.

She was standing directly behind Craig as the slide danced.

She pretends to keep playing, but slips a metal dart fashioned from a fishing

flyhook coated in latex into the end of her pipe.

Everybody was watching the dance as no one's looking at her. When Craig got

close, she uses her pipe as a weapon to shoot the dart at the back of his head.

Penetrating the skin guaranteed the latex reaction would be at its most

She then carries on playing as normal.

It stops as Craig falls and rushes to his aid. She had to reach him first to

rid of the dart. Hence the nick and bruising to the head.

Calling out for help and acting distressed just bolstered her alibi. No

would suspect her.

Everyone thought she was Craig's lover.

But she was his lover, wasn't she? Why would she try and kill him? Because the

person Craig was having an affair with wasn't Holly.

It was her husband, Matthew.

Holly was a fishing widow in more ways than one.

You were right about the clothing.

Craig did have something his lover wore.

He had his shirt.

Only he took it from Matthew as a keepsake for when Matthew stayed home

doting husband and father to Holly and his kids.

And Holly knew what was happening.

She was talking about Matthew outside the community centre.

I just wish Craig hadn't come here.

It's changed everything.

You can't help who you fall in love with, but you can decide what you do

it. You can choose to stop seeing them, even if it makes you really unhappy.

You have to.

I doubt Craig's the first indiscretion Holly's had to put up with, but she'd

always tolerated it as long as it was temporary.

Then Craig decided to stay.

To fight for his new life.

And Holly couldn't let that happen.

She made one final appeal, begging him to leave.

He knew Matthew's punch wouldn't change things.

Even if he wanted it to. But Craig wasn't going to accept that. He was

force Matthew to choose so Holly knew she had to act.

So when Matthew left, she went straight into the shed and took the latex

solution.

Using Matthew's fishing gear and Craig's wooden flute to end their affair must

have felt grimly appropriate.

Taking the Epipen while everyone prepared for the dance was easy enough.

Everything was set.

The only thing that went wrong?

The ambulance got there too quickly.

So then later, when we saw her at the hospital... Maybe in a day or so.

She didn't go there to check on Craig.

She went to finish him off.

And she knows he's awake now.

She asked about visiting him. What if she's thinking of trying again?

Holly,

stop.

You're under arrest.

For what?

I've come to see my friend.

Let me through.

Don't let her touch him.

This is ridiculous.

Look, I know it was you, Holly.

I don't know how you did it, but you're not getting a second chance.

How many second chances have I given you? We've got something on our hands.

Okay, all right.

All right, okay. Stop it. You can't. I've got a bag. Why can't you have

me? Just one. Okay, get up.

Holly, just don't.

Take her out. No way. He doesn't want to press charges.

You're under arrest. He's going to sail off abroad, like he said.

Isn't that right?

Is that what you want, Matthew?

I want my children to have their mother.

And me.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid it's up to the CPS whether they decide to prosecute.

No one here can make that decision.

It's the kids I feel sorry for most.

How did you begin to repair that?

I don't know.

The irony is it's the same ending as the legend.

A villager who poisons the knuckle hole dragon ends up killing themselves with

the same poison by mistake.

Holly hoped getting rid of Craig would save her family.

She ended up destroying it as a result.

That's what happens when you're not honest with each other.

You lose everything.

Just ask Marvellous.

No more dancing for us then.

I'm going to drown my sorrows with a scrumpy and a game of dominoes.

If my guardian angel would care to join me so I can thank her proudly for all

her kindness.

This is still not a date.

I know that.

And never will be.

You're too weird and strange for any of that nonsense.

As long as you tolerate me, I'm happy.

Florid, even.

Come on, then.

I knew that I would not let

you go.

And if only love was this easy I'd write a

book about every time you kissed me It was true, true,

true love We own a house! Oh my

God, it's scary, isn't it?

Does that mean we're grown -ups?

It means we're not living with your mother anymore.

Allow me, madam.

Your wall.

Mm -hmm.

Gosh,

there's a lot to do, isn't there?

Masses.

Exciting, though.

I'm glad it's just you and me again.

Whoa!

You know what?

What? We didn't bring any glasses.

Love it.

We're out here, Mum.

Happy housewarming.

I've brought some treats to celebrate.

Glasses, genius. And a box of truffles, even better.

I want to put you in a good mood.

Help make my next news a little easier.

Go on.

I've been allotted a place on a committee.

Oh. What did you get in the end?

Well, thanks to that nice Mr. Smith, I've been given a seat on the police and

crime panel overseeing your activities.

I do hope it won't be a problem.

Cheers.

Someone spotted the mermaid and shipped an abbot last night.

Magic, it was.

Tideline Farms. Someone sabotaged their seaweed line.

Their biggest mistake was shutting out the community.

What's this?

People are angry. They don't want Tideline Farms wrecking the coastline.

militia. It feels like there's a target on my back. How is our only suspect

still a mermaid?

Agnisha, come in and visit.

Tell me you didn't send money to someone you've never met.

If this is about me firing one of my teams due to an impossibly small budget,

then kindly tell him I've tragically perished. You didn't tell the suspect!

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