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When the road from Gethsemane to Calvary I lost my way, and now we've reached the end of our journey, we're ever in King.

Where's your better half?

By that immense sergeant half away, I was gonna say you're mini me, but I didn't think you'd get the popcorn to reference.

Don't be deaf woman. You've nice in the Italian job.

Dear God.

This was his 999 call.

I'm not your important murder.

Sir, can you tell me where you are?

But this was definitely self-inflip.

No doubt. He's got himself.

When you push someone hard enough in the right direction, and suicide becomes a murder weapon.

He lined up the fatal shot to deliberately deface the altar.

So, well, this is about an extreme grudge against the church.

Also, this got the brunt.

The God.

Christian answers to contemporary questions.

Hardly a suicide cult.

She really stopped the day. Do you have an idea?

Yes, his name's Will.

The kitchen.

Lose?

Sir, a side note.

And his pocket.

Back in the photograph.

On the road from Gethsemane to Calvary, I lost my way.

Gethsemane to Gethsemane.

Christ lost supper, honey of that.

And Calvary is the sight of a crucifixion.

How do you live like a little in that?

How the way, all right?

I'm not sure.

Sir.

Yes.

Inspector Lewis.

You're the vigorous and Martin.

Right, is Pete. Yes.

He just shot himself.

Right, and front of me.

Did you know this boy?

Will, man.

Yes.

Many years ago, when he was a student.

I was, until recently,

Dean of Mayfield College Chapel.

Will was part of my wife, a flock.

Extremely devout.

And a pleasure to know.

You ever hear of a Christian group called the garden?

Sir.

I can't say it rings any bells.

Why?

Do you know what they say is with?

Sir.

Oh, yes.

Sir.

I may feel scholar.

I haven't seen him in years.

It's a trouble boy.

Would you say the name again, sir?

Yes.

It's an odd spelling.

Here to care.

See you, Lynn.

It's all such a waste.

Do you know where we could contact this, Peter?

No.

No one does.

About three years ago, at least.

We just disappeared.

Are you right?

If you were close.

Let's get off home, then.

There's a conflict in just the workplace.

Went to the same school together.

I got a couple of times in October as in the cemetery.

And seen him in years.

Well, if you're sure.

Yeah, we're fine.

You haven't heard of this group.

God.

No, what is it?

If you're sure, yeah.

Parking will was very devout.

What's the price?

Maybe.

Desiccated, sure.

Well, you can believe in God and still be angry with him.

His friends fear to kill him.

You know him.

Really?

Made him a couple of times.

See the size, not usually out business.

But yes, I just know.

There's something else at the back of it.

When was driven what he did?

On the road from just 70 to Calvary, I lost my way.

The garden, I guess, 70.

That's where this group.

The garden gets their name.

I mean, now what they're all about.

Christian answers to contemporary questions.

I can mean anything.

What do you know about this family?

Only child.

Heratological divorce upon me with kids.

No.

Yes, 70.

That's sort of explains the garden, but what's Calvary all about?

I don't know.

But I doubt it's come very much to do with this subsequent resurrection.

Kerry.

I have nothing to say to you.

It's Wilma Cueen.

He killed himself.

Last night.

Go off.

Give me.

I like to the police.

I just didn't know what to say.

Kerry.

Kerry.

Please.

I spoke to your doctor, and he told me.

But you were a little time you had left.

I go to my garden.

With a good conscience.

Please.

If this is last time we speak.

You want me to forgive you.

Shoot us.

Henry McCue, that's a big property,

and I don't know what to say.

So Wilma had a rich dad.

Yeah, they were very different people.

Wilma was very gentle and soft.

It's a little bit.

That's a useless little in-bred.

Can you hear that?

That's nothing.

There's a sound of nothing.

That is the sound of your phone.

It's going to make the rest of your professional life.

Unless you get this sorted now.

What?

It's a McCueen.

It's about Wilma.

It was his birthday last month.

I thought I should call him.

My last chance.

I could have just said hello.

I could have just...

Wilma ran 999 to 10.

What he planned.

Can you think about it, doesn't he?

I don't know him.

Not anymore.

You and your son went on speaking, Tim.

No.

He made certain choices.

Life choices, and I wasn't...

Where do I know you from?

I was a friend of Wilma.

You came to stay with us.

Yeah, I remember, yeah.

He fought the world of you.

So why wasn't he happy?

What was wrong with him?

I don't know.

I didn't see him in a while.

But you live in Oxford.

When I found out what he was doing,

I couldn't look at him in the eye anymore.

You've stayed with your family.

Yeah, when some of them moved forward to,

I should have told you.

I'm sorry.

Henry made what he was doing.

I think we were gay.

You think, well, he didn't wear a badge running,

but, yeah, I think I can tell.

So is this fear to grow his boyfriend?

No way.

Maybe that's what caused the risk between Henry and Wil.

I want a shape.

My boy was...

I just wouldn't matter.

This is blatant homophobia, lady.

I am not homophobic.

It is a question of Elson.

Say something.

Don't give me that please.

Just because you don't want to listen young lady,

doesn't make it any less the truth.

You couldn't wait.

New chair of university grounds get to burn everything

that defend your Christian sensibilities.

My faith has nothing to do with anything.

It is health and safety.

Bounding gay pride.

You are free to assemble anywhere you wish,

but not on university land.

Health and safety.

I know what goes on behind closed doors.

So if I own house in order.

And get out.

I am the best barrister in this city,

and I will slaughter you in court.

Oh.

And do you have a leaflet?

Leave me a message.

Where have you passed it?

Have you alerted to my calls?

Come on.

You are the best friend. I miss you.

Give me a call, please.

You are okay.

Ah, yeah.

It's just them.

Close my muscles. I love you, lady.

This is my kid and it's my girl Lewis.

Yes, come in.

I'm sorry about the mess.

I'm usually very...

If I don't know, I've come from...

I'm very sorry about well.

Yes.

I don't know if you remember me.

I was a friend of girls from school.

Jesus.

Jesus.

Sorry.

Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm a kid.

Oh, say to you.

Please, you're old enough.

Pick it up.

Look at the size of you.

I remember that summer when you came to stay.

I think you were the brightest boy I've ever met.

Thank you.

Such a shame you and Will fell out.

It wasn't really a 40-hour.

Oh.

Well, there's always got the wrong answer to this, too.

You think you know what someone's doing?

And it turns out...

And after he met that lovely girl...

What girl was that?

Sorry, Kenneth.

She was well as girlfriend.

Girl, what is that shit?

It doesn't. Well, it was good.

You know, are you in denial?

Putting on a fake relationship just for a show.

Why did say do you think you too fell out?

Now we did different GCSEs, that's all.

Then I saw him again when I was going through my priestly phase in Oxford.

He was still such a sweet guy.

But you lost contact again.

I was training to be a priest.

Kind of closes you life down a bit.

You know, I was training to be a policeman.

That was his life down even more.

He heavens me found each other, sir.

Hello, it's...

Yep.

Oh, yes.

Thank you.

No, come over tomorrow.

Early, yeah.

Everything alright.

Got myself a new hobby.

What, is that then?

Well, you're mine, Sergeant.

We'll have to have our little seekers.

All right, I'm sorry.

I'm afraid I'm dead.

I'm sorry I need you to do.

Hey, Fiddicase, it's James Hathaway.

I know it's been a while, but can you call me when you get this?

Very important.

Fiddicase?

Hello?

Hello?

Show something.

Do you understand the responsibility of what you're taking on?

I do.

It's not one to be undertaken likely.

I know.

I've been on the way, unless I'll be here.

Oh, competitive world, a lot, Bunting.

Early retirement, is it?

Excuse me?

You're retirement. Are you taking it?

Oh, no. I'm not retired.

I'm just...

I don't know.

What did something to do that wasn't worth?

Yeah.

Well, here we are.

You know what, you're going to grow yet?

Vegetables.

Please.

Maro's sort of thing.

Trades is wrong for peas.

Oh, hot.

Maro's.

I wouldn't risk it to expose his wrong for Maro's.

Carrot?

Carrots.

Well, enjoy.

Lewis?

I'll be right there.

Morning.

Morning.

Coincidence.

There's only vickers and marks, church, where your friend killed himself.

Yeah.

The Roman Francis King.

You know what?

Yeah, I did.

Not well, he was very active in the local church committee.

You like him?

Bit too hung up on for him for me.

Should I go in?

I gladly copy to death of the Blumton instrument.

Or poison lady.

Or a knife through the heart.

But what I wouldn't do is stick a red hot poker inside your brain by your eye socket.

To go, sir.

For a start, I meant more.

It isn't an efficient way to kill somebody.

This was the act of someone who enjoyed the process of killing.

It's pretty certain that King knew his killer.

The social drink together before the killing started.

And there's enough saliva on the glass, which is interesting.

Should be able to get your DNA sample.

Let's do hot for a fire last night.

Let's start with that, especially.

Firebird tweet.

Stravinsky.

Firebird, fire, poker.

Do you think it could be in connection?

Oh, yes.

As they say, in pantomime.

It's behind you.

Life, born, fire, held as at me.

I was just going to say that.

Henry, the fella who's going to sort through all of this,

and then I remember that it would be me.

It's almost volunteering, good man.

Keep an eye on the front of the house,

that might link King Duel McEuron.

It's connected.

The Phoenix.

The firebird.

Life, born, fire.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you.

I already were using too many paper clips

to be wrapped in a mine in my stores.

That's a very serious thing, sir.

From now on, I have a staples man.

I found this high last year the main King's stuff.

Last week's hell, Charlie Newton,

for the character assassination King.

Kasia, in an angel, canful from grace.

Take the Reverend Francis King,

once the devout darling of Mayfield,

college and a mover and shaker in that outreach program.

Having fallen foul of the Oxford Godset King,

it's now definitely out the fold and in the cold.

That's what the being is about it.

Outreach programs.

Could that mean the gun?

Excuse me.

There's some news from him.

Uh, is he offended you with his right hand?

No.

In which case, then yes I am.

It's like the Louis socks from CID,

this is Sergeant Halfway.

John, now how can I help you end?

Is there a story in it?

We're interested in the Reverend Francis King.

Ah, my favorite subject.

Yeah, I've read your article.

It's out a bit angry.

I'll lay my cards on the table.

I've no time for organised religion.

You know the organiser's of it.

King's a hateful little man.

The good Samaritan wouldn't have crossed the road from.

What do you know about the gun?

Not much.

Though I'd like to.

The trouble is those involved.

The pretty tight lift.

And the whole thing folded about five years ago.

King was one of the main organises.

So what do I say?

Never heard of it.

Well, then if I was you and Spectra,

I'd go and ask him why he's lying.

Oh my God.

He's dead.

Wow.

I wonder which one of them did it?

Which one of them did it?

Which one of them?

The Oxford God set.

King fell foul of his clergy comrades in a big way.

I don't know what, but he did something heinous in their eyes.

So it stands to reason, doesn't it?

Some mad old crusade are playing the abencing angel goes and bumps him off.

Oh, that was so messed up.

Still.

He's to the start of a good story.

So Reverend King runs a Christian youth group,

which will macuons a member of.

The boy commits suicide in King's church.

24 hours later.

King's dead.

Thoughts?

Fire.

And significant.

We'll help take a court rise in the brain.

King has essentially burned to death.

Which could be that revenge.

Someone blamed King for a little state of mind.

It's for the record, Sergeant.

Is there anything I ought to know about you

and will macuons?

Right, what, sir?

And the thing relevant to the case.

No.

This.

It's like he was filming something.

himself, maybe?

What happened to the DVD?

What was this flat tell us about will?

Well, the will I used to know was for a studiously tidy.

This mess.

This must be a sign of his distress.

But crucifix is.

And Bible in pride of place.

You still believed.

But a Brazil thing going on.

Not something.

No.

No visa.

Looks like the last time he left the EU

was for Morocco four years ago.

Same design of the glass as a Reverend King's.

Pretty generic.

I hear, I think I've got something.

On the road from guests to somebody to Calvary.

I lost my way.

Will was comparing his journey without Christ to the cross.

It's a Christ made it to Calvary.

Will lost his way.

Life gone off fire.

But that means something in a Latin.

Well, wish you so, though.

This is Oxford.

Everything always means something in a Latin.

Hello.

Hello, me.

I'm so sorry about will.

Yeah.

But listen, I thought you should not.

King's dead.

Good.

How are you doing with King's paperwork?

Nothing, yeah.

He's been a hoarder.

I've been out to find out, I mean, about Zoe Kenneth.

Will's the legit girlfriend.

Farmerie, she's new to Oxford.

Did a check on Fiddaker.

Will's X.

They split up three years ago.

Family father missing person report at the time.

But the last they heard of him is off to Brazil.

Well, up to Brazil tourist.

Stuff at Will's flat could be from him.

Try the Brazilian police.

It could mean that he was always back in Oxford.

Nice number.

Wasn't a Will's farm.

I'll speak to a couple of Will's our friends.

See if I can hold it.

Yeah, good.

I'm going to farm trace.

I don't know what to say.

There's a lot of leg work.

That church in Marx is just reopened.

I don't know if you wanted to pay your respect.

Hello.

Hi.

You're a friend of Will's.

Well, you don't look like a churchman.

So I'm guessing you're police.

Thank you, Sergeant.

That's the way.

I hate churches.

Trust Will to finally get me back in one.

I didn't touch you when I.

I didn't drop it.

But it's Zoe.

Zoe Kenneth.

Will's girlfriend.

If only it were that simple.

How did you know?

I was mom said it.

God.

I should go and see her poor woman.

Will was the light of her life.

The light of all our lives.

Yeah, I knew him from school.

Half away.

James, half away.

I don't think he mentioned you.

Oh.

But I'm not very good with names.

I run XE as I'm a semi-ologist.

William from Wilhelm, meaning desire and protection.

So you're well.

I was in love with him.

Will tried to be in love with me.

But of course he was gay.

So you can imagine how well that worked out.

And we met somewhere before.

Did you drink in the moster?

That's it.

Faces across a crowded room.

It's funny you never bumped into Will.

He was always out in a bad.

Well.

Yeah, if you need.

You never feel like a feeling.

Will's X.

I knew of him.

I don't think he's around anymore.

Find the bastard who did this.

Will may have jumped.

It's someone drove him to the edge.

James?

John, Joe.

I thought you were in South America.

I came back.

So Will's dead then.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I didn't imagine you must feel pretty guilty about that.

I've no idea.

We were so sorry, Tom.

How could you possibly know James?

Let's be around to see it.

You understand?

I know.

It's complicated.

You're sorry.

Really bad day.

You're stirring around.

Hello.

Hello.

But we can safely relate 51% of the population from the inquiry.

Could it be?

Yeah.

Come with me.

One X, one Y.

Come on.

The sun goes.

And this hair.

It's stuck in the red paint.

The Reverend King's hair.

So it's assuming that that and the Salad are coming from the same person.

We're looking for a man with dark hair.

What will he do today?

Oh, I met Zoe Kenneth at the church today.

She was without a set me, but she didn't see her alone.

If you think that's best.

Enjoy your reading.

Here we are.

This is Dr. Kerry Melville. He was Dean and made film before him and King.

Oh, my God.

He's running through my face.

Lady Sheer.

Melville.

And King must be the organizers.

This is the case.

Right to Kim.

From the desk of Lady Heer in reference to your previous letter in the decision

to remove you from the college permit.

He's on what you said.

With mine and mine alone.

You're right of attendance.

We're entirely in my gift.

Confidence, which I know I'm no hesitation and withdrawing.

John, you was right. King Wazzler is in threat.

You just didn't have to.

I'm going from college.

Come to Ross.

Phoenix.

That's where the garden got their logo.

Good work, Arthur.

See what else you can find out.

I'm going to talk to Lady Heer.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

My nice and shining armor.

Detective Inspector Lowe's ready here.

Inspector Lewis, I can't thank you enough.

You're assembly of the wicked, haven't closed me.

Please, what have I done to deserve police protection?

Oh, actually, I'll just probably be passing up.

The merciful man do with good to his own soul.

And that deserves a cup of tea.

At least.

Thank you, Mom.

So, what brought you to Mayfield in the first place Inspector?

Robby, please.

Robby.

Well, I was doing some background research on the Reverend Francis King.

Don't know if he knew him.

Oh, such a terrible business. He's murdered.

Well, apparently he worked with a group called The Garden,

which was run by my field college.

Oh, the garden, yes.

That was one of our projects from many years ago now.

Can you tell me a bit about it?

Well, it acted as a sort of neutral support group.

Young people and their problems.

Christian answers to contemporary questions.

Right, yes.

Then I didn't have hands on road, you understand?

That was the Reverend King's department.

And Dr. Kerry Malville?

Well, the garden was Kerry's brainchild.

Perhaps you know all this already.

You had a fallen out with the Reverend King. Is that right, Mom?

I wouldn't say that, no.

We found this.

It has no bearing on his death.

I'll be the judge of that, Mom.

I didn't kill him, and I wrote this letter.

The two are not connected.

Lady, here, it wouldn't be difficult for us to find out what caused the rift

between the old Francis King.

What's her for a man's sew-eth so shall he reap?

An eye for an eye? Well, I wouldn't go that far.

I decided that King was not of good character.

I have no concrete evidence to support my suspicions,

and therefore my personal opinions are of little use to the police.

Please feel free to contact me if you require anything else,

but I would be very grateful if you did not, Inspector.

On the road from get so many decalry, I lost my way.

That may not have been to you, Mom.

Nothing at all, what is it?

Well, Maccuron's sew-eth, not.

Let me get this clear half the way.

You knew Wilma Cune and both his parents,

as well as here to get under over in King.

Yes, Mom.

And you're okay with this, Lewis.

Yes, Mom?

Do you know not me?

I'm completely interested.

Starting half way, she has been up.

Right? What else?

What?

Possibility.

The murder is connected with Wilma Cune's sew-eth.

I'm going to find some finance.

I'm not sure if that's my king.

That's a lot of money coming in.

It's not fortunate.

In fact, I've transferred from the county to the air since Switzerland.

Possibly, it was blackmailing somebody.

Or being bright.

I also listened to Wilma Cune's finances.

He had a large regular cash payment to go out of his account in the last three years.

He could have been buying King off.

Fier to Cuffila, no one's had any contact with him.

No, Mom, but I was able to get his mobile number.

From who?

Zoe Kenneth, Will's friend.

It's a non-registered page.

You go mobile.

There's no post to address.

But the network rebels tell me that he was in the Oxford Air in the last 24 hours.

Or at least his phone was.

The blackmail angles are good one.

King was being paid from an account at UBS.

That's untraceable.

But which of our suspects would have us as bank account?

But you will start, though.

Under this from the law,

the dark air that the Reverend King's house was died.

To feel the same, what the natural colour was, because the song was too small.

But it was a lot lighter.

Blonde, maybe redhead.

Or grey.

Men who might have died their hair.

Henry Macune and Charlie Newton.

What was the sum in the hair and saliva,

King's place of the same person?

What King might have had a drink with one person,

and then been murdered by him?

So that could have come for a matter of all.

Or two or more people working together.

The rest of the way to the collection do all suicide.

But now, the phoenix, that's the link.

Life born of fire.

I mean, that's the killer telling us that King's death is linked to the garden.

And it's phoenix.

And it will.

This is seen that wasn't a complicit.

It's a woman.

Lady, you, maybe?

Wills, mother?

Well, said him a cure.

Who knows, case I hear.

Zoe, can I thought colours her hair?

Black, but you don't think much.

She's fine. I'm more and more about hair.

Let's find out more about everybody.

You'd probably go to Will's funeral.

Keep your eyes on ears open.

Funals and weddings.

People tend to let their guard down.

Feel like a feeling.

It's a red head.

They've died, it's sense.

Keep an eye on for him.

On the road from get so many to Calvary,

I lost my way.

Can that really be true?

God help us if it is.

Caring.

Oh.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Give me one of those.

Come on.

I don't think that anybody's help.

It's wrong with him.

He's been drank it.

He's going away.

He's a died of embarrassment.

Sure.

James.

This James.

He's neat and he's turned all the night.

It seems wrong, doesn't it?

Laughing in a few more.

Kind of as you know, she failed.

Well, it was wonderful.

I know at least ten people who have ever they were in trouble would have called him first.

How'd you reach?

That bus stop.

Number 96.

It started dating, but last year, all of six weeks.

So, Romeo and Juliet became willing grace.

He was my best friend.

Will McEwn?

Such a sweet boy.

Sweet eight.

Such a tragic.

A tragic house.

Court between two stations.

Who he was, and who he should be.

Could you be more specific, sir?

We taught them to be like the Phoenix,

and away the whole life.

I'm a tree ball.

Life ball in a fire.

His heart was empty.

Such a sweet boy.

What did the Reverend King do to upset you so much?

Thirty pieces of silver.

The money is endless.

Temple, Dr. Melvin?

Dr. Melville?

There was quite simply the nicest person I did.

Everyone who knew him said the same.

Something changed.

And that wonderful light we all saw in him just fate.

Sorry, sir.

Will said he believed in God as strong as ever.

But he truly wished he didn't.

Faith, he said,

It's a curse.

What to read this poem?

The boy stood on the burning deck

when sawl but he had fled.

The flame that lit, the battle's wrecked,

shone round him.

Oh, the dead.

That beautiful and bright he stood.

His bones are rolled as stone.

The creature of heroic blood.

A proud, though childlike form.

James, don't you?

He'll excuse me, I'm just going to say hi to Sadie.

I'm not worried.

Yeah, I'm just going on since really.

We'll seem to like it.

We'll just go away in the end for a while.

You're in the counter, you're fed it, sir.

It's well-seemed, Rho.

I think the form will be for another day, shall we?

Yeah, no, I'm sorry.

I'm upset, you know.

What is that?

I'm trying to avoid me.

No, you did, I...

I'm sorry.

You two friends?

What are you?

It's close to the world?

Yeah, I've already.

But you don't think he's worth anything to get.

No, you're right.

I should listen to him before I'm sorry.

I'll fight you for the top of the corner.

It's just today, you know.

Let's wait, Tim.

Have a shoot.

James, thank you for coming.

I'm glad I've caught you and I've spent your time with you.

I'll be speaking.

He loved Oxford.

He loved his life here.

When he bought his boyfriend home,

that was a bit of a shock.

But he was happy.

So I was happy, too.

And then something changed in him.

They'd round endlessly

and to finally fade a disappeared.

We'll fade it away.

When did we start seeing Zekana?

Um, a few months ago.

His first ever girlfriend.

He seemed more optimistic.

I've really hoped it would work.

But then they split up and...

Can you think what might have started

whilst deterioration?

New Year's Eve, 2001.

That's the first time I really noticed it.

There must have been no for the course of that year

so we'll start at this self-loathing.

And something else happened that year.

We'll join a group called The Garden.

Not that he told me anything about it.

But the timing, it all fits.

What if...

they did something to him?

John Joe said that faith is a curse.

And is it?

No, but it can make things difficult sometimes.

What did you?

I don't know my business.

Leave the place there.

Yeah, I don't know your business.

So we cannot unfair it a feeling never met, isn't it?

No.

Don't...

She gave you his number.

I see, give it to her.

Oh, he...

Gave her his ex-boyfriend's number?

You'd say you got the number from Zoe

in that you're in you.

John Joe's slightly, I believe it.

What is this?

Timing.

We'll start to get depression.

And you left the priesthood around the time

that two of you met up again in Oxford.

Something happened between the two of you

that I don't know about?

No.

Tea?

That's awful.

Lots of reasons

folk take on a lot of...

boredom's one.

Obsession's one.

Most common, though, frustration,

nagging wife, noisy kids,

trouble at work.

Like it's a grown-up,

a lifestyle.

Work that.

I was retired, this could be me every day.

But why don't you, then?

How do you trust somebody you don't really know?

You trust what you really know about them.

So why do you do that?

The alotmenting.

I like beans.

So, maybe here or bad?

I'm sorry, sir. She's not been in today.

Okay, thank you.

Excuse me. Good light.

Sorry, don't smoke.

I want to dust these days.

Now you look like a policeman.

I won't go in my way.

The shoes.

Well, I think I recognise you from court.

I'm a barrister.

Sorry, is that a...

My real name, yes.

Mother was a romantic.

Father was a Jew.

Rosenbank, breakfast rose.

Mother's attempt at zeitgeist.

Mother's attempt at zeitgeist.

Mother's attempt at zeitgeist.

Mother's attempt at zeitgeist.

Mother's attempt at zeitgeist.

I couldn't possibly comment.

No.

I wouldn't definitely should.

I'm afraid we can't stand her.

But then she can't stand me either.

So, we probably cancel each other out on some universal scale.

But you never look at her and think that past to be a man in drag.

I don't suppose you happen to know anything about lady view falling out

with a Reverend King D.

Oh, I might as it happens.

Do you know you're the second person to ask me that today?

Charlie Newton, from the herald, he's been sniffing around the same story.

If I were you, I'd speak to the owner of communion.

Communion?

Not me, ticket.

Oh, not club.

The night to a birdie.

And tell them I said, you're the only a phaser.

Oh, that's me.

You're a good ass.

Birdie?

It's been a slice.

Hi.

Mr. McEwen.

So, you'll be on this club.

Yeah.

Where else could I get this drunk food?

I'm trying to establish a connection between lady view

and the Reverend Francis King.

I'm told you might be the missing leg.

It's all by whom.

No arose.

I know the rose.

What a peach.

She said, do you owe her a failure?

Are you trying to buy a church in an Oxford College?

She's a whole lot of problems.

All those saintly people in the way of the sale.

But no one made them all disappear.

Under the discount, too.

Why would she do that, sir?

Of course.

Or worse.

They're in lady view.

That's a bad blood under that bridge.

Oh, shit.

Do I mix a metaphor?

It needs to kill her.

Think?

No.

Thank you.

I have nothing to say to the sober.

I saw this building used to belong to Mayfield College.

Yeah.

And her lady ship was most displaced.

That I was turning a house of God into a den of sin.

Money land is in the temple.

That's why the Reverend King fell out of lady.

He wasn't it, sir.

You bribed him.

You approve the sale of this building.

Our finest fee.

Perfectly standard.

In my line of work, I did nothing wrong.

He, on the other hand, violated all he held sacredly.

He handed me this hollowed place for 30 pieces of silver.

And all he took was a little push.

There's nothing faster than a fourth from grace.

Do you know why I love this place?

God killed my son.

But in these four walls, I killed God.

You was my son.

My little boy, my little boy.

Here's to my boy.

My queer little boy.

My beautiful dress.

Hello.

I think you called and mysteriously forgot to leave a message.

I didn't know what was mean, sir.

I don't know anyone else who listened to change the music.

Well, you should be a detective.

It's good to be loving.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

I really can't.

I can't.

It isn't true, it's a bit.

I can't.

I searched in her tentative, and it's a mouth.

I have a good night.

Thank you, I think.

My phone is fire.

Death calls by magnesium sulfate.

It's into the bloodstream.

It feels like you're burning up from the inside.

Death by fire again.

There's a puncture in the drip bag.

Magnism was diluted so it would have taken time to reach the lethal dose.

And there's a fingerprint too.

Much that to the DNA on the wine loss of the Reverend King, so we've got our mind.

A few questions for you, lady.

I'd expect to see your wills funeral.

Like, you want his on this.

And casting you in a leading role in my next film, lady.

Alongside Reverend King.

King's dead.

I've got all the footage I needed for him already.

So, how does it feel to have wills blood on your hands?

Well, suicide is a tragedy.

How am I involved with that?

On the road from Get 70 to Calvary, I lost my way.

I think we both know that things.

I have nothing to say to you, and you have no right to invade my privacy.

I have everything, right.

I have the highest authority.

What do you mean by that?

Let's just from the grave, thank you.

We'll die with unfinished business.

Got it. The idea on how to kill it.

Took a bit of chasing down, but he's on the northern island.

It's a system.

It matches the DNA from the saliva on the wine glass that the Reverend King's.

To the fingerprints on the syringe, Dr. Melville's.

Said who is it?

If you do, could you feel it?

How would kill him?

Life bought a fire.

He's carved it with his paper knife and cut himself.

Look, after blood sample.

It's windy.

Several blows to the head.

First couple would have knocked her out.

Phoenix.

My scott may feel it.

This is the firebird's feet, life at King's.

He's running out of ideas. I won't death by fire this time.

No. He had to evoke him.

Roman got a fire and volcano.

The Phoenix killer strikes again.

Phoenix killer.

Don't have to start calling him that.

I bet you the fortune I'll never have, that blood's feeding us.

The messages, the fingerprints, the DNA evidence.

Why is it making you so obvious that it's him?

The lady he's sick, she's adamant.

There were matches, the scripts has been anywhere near here.

Could someone have...

I don't know.

Got a hole in some of Phoenix's blood.

What about the slide run on glass?

Oh, no, no. The glass is belong.

The King's someone could have brought them to King's house.

I mean, how to drink with Phoenix first to get the saliva somewhere?

It all brings back the same question.

Where is Phoenix?

Why is nobody ever seen?

Come yourself now.

No, we're not. I'm a filmmaker.

That's what I do.

I make a film.

Why don't you take it?

It's alright.

I'll take it for you.

Thank you.

Nice, guys.

What are you doing?

I don't think it's according to your colleagues.

If we wasn't known, it wouldn't have happened.

I had to put a longer lens.

And if you show you something...

What I did...

Make a film about why love is never wrong.

What was Phoenix's sacrifice?

I don't know. I haven't seen him in ages.

I'm pretty sure we'll stood in.

He told that Phoenix was still living around the corner.

I don't think he had a left-ox of it.

Go on.

Wasn't really around that much.

Last few months, we'll really capture us at arms length.

I don't know why.

Maybe it's been more time and so he can it.

Maybe he didn't want us to get to know her.

What did you make for all of that?

Weird.

Not to mention unhealthy.

How's your film going?

The ending breaks your heart.

And use that clip of will.

Make a film where love is never wrong.

Hey, why don't you talk to me about love?

Love, me.

Yes, James, even you.

A little middle-aged half of you.

Yeah, don't patronize me just because I don't go shagging every Friday night.

I love the bells of Oxford.

On the hour every hour, like a soundtrack.

Yeah.

I love the bells of Oxford.

And that's not middle-aged.

I'm happy with my life.

Yeah, right.

That's something I need you to do.

I'm very involved with Oxford gay rights.

And Lady Hugh is very anti them.

So we clashed on several occasions.

But I didn't kill her.

No, we're pretty sure who did.

Federka Filling.

Who?

Will's ex-boyfriend.

Oh, the Irish Not job.

Sorry, Bertie, before my time.

Not job.

Well, from what Charlie and Conan say had a bit of a mad dog temper about it.

Could it have been blackmailing will?

A large amount of money going out of Will's account.

I doubt it.

From what I heard, they were very much in love.

As I say before my time.

So what do Will's money go?

I don't know.

Maybe fair to conneeded it.

Maybe Will gave it to him willingly.

Maybe it was true love after all.

Not everything has to be cheapened by the exchange of funds.

I'm a lawyer with paying clients, I should know.

King was cheaper.

And the immaculance that he pieces of silver.

King was greedy and about to retire.

The church pension would not keep him in the style

to which he had become accustomed.

It's also pointless.

Will dared then these church types?

I mean, just because I'm not down on my knees in prayer

doesn't mean I wish them dead.

1964, we abolished hanging, was supposed to have moved on since then.

Federca.

You think he's the killer?

Possibly not working alone.

But I see.

I like you.

So I hope you won't think this needlessly antagonistic.

But if you're not going to arrest me, you have to let me go.

And you're not going to arrest me, are you?

Can I just confess and get it out of the woods?

I killed them.

I killed them all.

There you go.

I've got a date waiting outside.

You know that.

644 Brazilian.

This is police harassment.

I'm struggling with legal.

Would you just drop the actors?

Or just for a moment?

I didn't kill anyone.

And I've got the absolute right act where I choose.

That's freedom of speech.

Freedom which you have prepared to fight Lady Hugh for?

Oh, yes.

A little bit of a dittimate protest against Lady Hugh.

Therefore, I must have murdered her.

No, we know who murdered her.

Federca feeling.

Federca.

He's back in Oxford.

Does he even incontact with you?

No, he's not making contact with me.

Because the funny thing is, you're not the only person,

not to have seen him.

In fact, no one has seen him.

And we have fingerprint and DNA evidence linking him to the murder.

Maybe he's got an invisibility cloak.

Or a very good accomplice.

I do know Will.

Come as he one night stand at fresh as week,

which turned into a lifelong friendship.

I wasn't madly psychotically in love with him,

and that's what you're asking.

The journalist, Charlie Newpon,

and you, both usher's at Will's funeral.

He's my best friend with the odd couple.

And he hates the Reverend King.

And the organises of organised religion as he put it,

which includes Dr. Melville and Lady Hugh.

Okay.

Okay.

You want the truth?

I just don't have it in me.

Murder.

When you've got God on your side,

you can do anything for me.

I just don't have the faith.

You do have a cause that I've done to you.

I'd say that's pretty much the same thing.

Found on a young theatre, can you?

Well, I finally had that from the police in Brazil,

because of a problem with the translator,

but basically the chair goes cold there.

He flies in three years ago, never leaves or leaves on a different passport.

No, like is that.

An identity change.

Well, on the record, they came to flag up their progress

in the fight against identity fraud.

Off the record dates said that it's right there.

You must be exactly the country.

But then he's living under an assumed name.

Why did you and Wilma chew and fall out when you were kids?

It's not relevant to the case.

He came out to me that summer when we were 40.

I think he thought that the kiss and everything will be roses,

but I knew the kiss and kiss is stupid.

I can't be any other than a horrible teenager.

So what did he do?

I left that in.

He might have just shut him in the face, he ate it with that.

Don't blame it.

Are you...

No.

I thought I was going to ask.

No, it doesn't matter.

You've been going to ask.

No, it's not in my business.

Maybe you really want to know.

Well, okay.

What?

Are you?

What?

Are you gay?

What does that mean?

You know what that means.

Well, the boys and girls are nice and neat straight down now in the middle.

Gaze, if you'd like shoes and musicals and straights,

if you'd like it, then you'll keep going.

No, no.

We've got some finer definitions, sir.

Loaded.

You boss, how stupid do you think I am, man?

I just...

That's none of my business.

You're right.

What do I know?

Oh, three of the victims are well known in the Oxford area.

We're asking that anybody who may know the were about to fear

that a felon should contact us immediately.

You'll fix it with a felon.

You'll fix it with a felon.

You'll fix it with a felon.

You'll fix it with a felon.

You'll fix it with a felon.

You'll fix it with a felon.

Charlie Newton, Oxford Harrel.

How much do you think these killings

have been motivated by the suicide of Will McEwan?

Yeah, well...

You deserve to know the deadlock.

Mr. Newton.

Hang on, I'll call you back.

Do you know that you're not telling me?

I've got sent this today. It's from Will.

He wants me to expose the garden, blow the lid off their lies

and this is supposed to help me.

The trouble is that it's the ramblings of a deranged soul

and I'm still not actually sure what they did.

I did make sense of this bit, though.

The garden based there method on the stations of the cross

of it like the 12-step program.

And the final stage is resurrection.

Your problem solved.

But in order to get there.

You have to go through recovery.

Yes.

The crucifixion.

The hardest part.

Will lost his way before then.

So why did we all go to them?

I think he and Fierdaker were having problems

and they were using it as some sort of relationship counselling.

I know he left the group, but then changed his mind

and went back.

I don't know why.

But it wasn't suicide.

I'm sure of that.

They killed him, Inspector.

Sir.

Very kind of host of me, just.

I didn't realize the link in those murders was death.

So it's one avenue we were exploring.

I know you were very close, so well, I mean.

More than just friends.

Very private.

I understand that.

But if you could, sir, I'll be so relevant.

No, it's fine.

This Fierdaker feeling could be a suspect.

I mean, if he thinks the garden was responsible for Will's death.

Will said Fierdaker killed himself.

He couldn't cope with being gay.

The shame on his family.

That's why Will wanted the suicide kept secret.

And that's why Will was said to press.

That nothing's due with the garden.

And you think Fierdaker's done?

He sent Will in that, sir.

I don't know if he really went through with it.

There's no body found.

But Will believed it.

Fierdaker sacrificed. He called it.

I was supposed to be caught.

My partner insisted on being a death.

She here.

She.

She is a better surgeon.

Hello, Mr. Nick.

So I'm alright.

You're thinking to play to heal her.

You have to chew the duffack castle.

We can type arch me.

Yeah.

Didn't know of the Richard Daad.

Snake.

Look at you, too, casual.

It's just dressing down.

Don't get a little extra.

But you make us feel in these fires?

Interest thing.

Have everyone's tension?

Look what they're wearing.

Yeah, just, wait, I want to hear what this vlog's got to say.

Well, in the evening, in that room.

It's here, streaming fires, my good friend Will McHughin.

Welcome to be here today.

Here's why.

I'm going to tell you a story.

Once upon a time, there were two men in love.

They were nice and men, never heard anybody.

But they were round sometimes, as lovers do, so they joined a group.

But if a couple of council.

The group was called the garden.

And it lived for one reason.

To cure gaze.

Like with some disease.

And they got inside the head of this map.

And they made him hate himself and his one true love.

I reached out, I did.

I asked a good friend.

I said, is this really what God wants for me?

And he said, yes, so I went back.

And they ripped me apart.

But I'm telling you now.

Because I can see it.

So clearly, love is never wrong.

Fred, well, wait to.

Is that you?

You knew what the garden did.

You knew I would kill himself all the time.

There we go.

Not the way.

Fred.

Well, I've gone a fire.

All along, you knew.

It wasn't like that.

What did you mean?

It wasn't like that.

It wasn't clear.

You didn't lie to me.

I did it.

How old are you?

You lied.

I trusted you.

I always trusted you.

You sent me to my face.

I don't know what the garden is.

Didn't you?

Yeah.

The times have given you the chance.

I asked you the question.

You could have said.

You've no idea what this would be.

Why is that then?

Well, you're lies and you're covered.

You're not listening to me.

I never meant to hurt will.

Hurt him.

Oh, kids, yeah.

Kids are stupid.

You can forgive kids.

But adults, you haven't been so sure that you were right.

And then you look back.

And you can't believe what you thought.

Tell me.

I was training to be a priest.

It was so exciting.

I was surrounded by people that thought just like me.

And I thought just like them.

But then these things that they say, so easy.

Like breathing, you just believe it.

And I believed that being gay was wrong.

Well, it came to you for advice.

But you don't understand what he was asking.

I was just bloody sure I was right.

He said to me, can God love me without change.

And I said, men who commit in decent acts with other men will receive

you punishment for their perversion.

So we'll went back to the garden.

And they ate him up.

And I could see that it was my blind faith that had destroyed any chance

to live there allowing himself to love it.

And that's why you gave up the priesthood.

You always understood his suicide note.

Yeah, but I had to see the case through the garden.

I denied it.

It was me.

I wanted to live on a fire.

What is it made?

No, I promise.

Well, I'm sorry, Sergeant.

It's not how he said to believe you anymore, sir.

You lied to me.

Forget will forget the case.

You lied to me to me.

Just...

No, go away.

I don't want to see it.

Hey.

Bad day?

It's like you're going to believe.

You know the problem with living on your own.

Shut up.

You're on your own.

Come back to mine.

I don't want to be on my own.

Not tonight.

Mom, come in.

Just checking on your progress today.

Well, no.

Sightings on fear that you're feeling, but some activity.

You seem to have set this sights on Sergeant Hathaway.

Good God, why?

Because of his friendship, we will.

Anyway, I've got a protection team keeping tabs on Hathaway.

So, fear that it makes a move.

Well, maybe you'll show his face tonight.

Lewis, you and Hathaway have you fallen out.

It's fine.

But thanks, Mom.

So, what do you need now?

Hathaway.

Fear that his prints are on this, too.

So, either he's the killer or he's been set up.

If it's the latter, I'll be somebody we've already met.

How can he be certain?

Well, only a handful of people know enough about Hathaway and Will have reason to do this.

But, but what?

I've drawn a blank.

I don't know.

I haven't told you this, but you remind me of mine's step-toh.

When I was a sergeant, I felt like the half of the time I was just there for him

to bounce ideas off.

I'm mostly that was enough.

Oh, I'm sure you've got the time.

Well, my busy, exciting social life.

Drink?

Yeah, why not?

I think I've ever drank so much in my life.

Tell them about myself crying.

See, it's a rumor.

There's nothing wrong with you.

There's nothing wrong with you.

There's nothing wrong with you.

So, there's three options.

One, Peter, because the killer.

Two, he's being set up in his alive.

Three, he's being set up and he's dead.

I sit on.

Because there's the chance for fourth option, which is that he's alive and working in

for who's for somebody else.

What does this mean?

Just one of them, I'd be a double meaning in a name or something.

Fiddler could be using an alias or working with somebody else.

I know this great site.

My sister's having a baby.

Look at her.

Now, if we put in, let's say Robert, it means.

Right, fair.

I know.

Try the name to some of the other suspects.

If that's all right, we're human.

Yeah, Lewis.

What?

When?

You've the form of lost halfway, somewhere in Jericho.

I really like you, James.

You're trembling.

It's been a while.

It doesn't matter.

If you're not ready, then that's fine.

What happened to all of this?

Music, especially for you.

I need to get the iPod.

Don't go anywhere.

Charlie.

Charles, meaning man, army or warrior.

Any use?

No, try Henry.

From Heinrich, meaning home ruler.

Oh, about colon.

Little wolf or hound.

Does any way of doing it the other way around,

putting in the meaning first?

Hang on.

Okay, go on.

Put in my spawn of fire.

I have to break this out, but he put my thin set for me.

It's gone on.

Zoe means love.

Try 10 it.

The Galic came out and came out means...

Born a fire.

So is 10 it's life born a fire.

Hang on a bit, John.

It's just a sedative.

Don't worry.

I didn't want the flames to hurt you.

Despite it all I like you.

In fact, I always did.

Sorry.

Not my real name.

I'm afraid.

You don't know me at all.

I do them all.

Every twisted founder of that hateful man.

Right.

Because I loved Will and they destroyed him.

Will and the one of you...

I didn't do it for him.

I did it for me.

Because he couldn't love me.

Because of them.

Every time I tried to touch him and he'd pull away.

And that looking his eyes, that guilt that is gust.

And what I did to make him happy, you can't imagine.

You can't imagine.

It all began with you, James.

Twice will reached out to you.

Twice you turned away.

One word from you and none of this would have happened.

No garden, no suicide, no life, born a fire.

Fear to cut DNA.

Fear to cut is here all the time.

He's in this room now.

Standing right next to you.

He went to Brazil, but he didn't come back.

My sacrifice, James.

I'm here to cut.

I should be in here somewhere.

But wait.

So he can't?

One stone?

The street Jared Colton.

The street Jared.

Brazil.

The sex changed capital of the world.

Imagine that because I loved him so much.

And he...

He could finally be with a woman.

No way.

Well, my bankrupted himself paying for it.

You chin, you cheeks, you nose, die the head, lose the accent.

I am the Phoenix James, rising from the ashes.

Firebirds, right?

I lost the man I love, and I killed people I hated.

And now there's only you and me.

I'm a cleansing fire.

Sir.

Hello Sergeant?

Oh, how long have I been there?

Quite a while. You were drunk.

Sorry.

She didn't.

I'm sorry.

You saved me.

Only some melanchomatic.

So how are you feeling?

I'm over.

Relax.

Here.

I'm giving up the alignment.

Why is that then?

Too relaxing.

I'll save all that for me retirement.

That gonna happen at any time soon.

Not for a little while.

Mr. Lewis, Mr. Cooper.

Your work problem. That's all sorted out.

It is here.

Why do you ask?

Folks have lots of reasons for giving up a lot of months.

Some can't hack it, some get bored.

Some don't like being outside in our glorious British weather and others.

They just remember they needed somewhere else.

Goodbye, Mr. Lewis.

Sit to go.