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1 Nothing like a brisk country walk to start the day.

All I need is coffee and two choccy biscuits to dip in it.

I'm sorry, you can't dunk biscuits in coffee!

You don't know what you're missing.

Winnie started sniffing in the field,

only she never leaves the path.

Oh, yes. Hello, Winnie.

This way.

Down here.

I thought it was a scarecrow at first.

Then I realised it wasn't.

He wasn't moving.

Do you think he's dead?

Looks like the Green Man.

♪ One morning in the month of June ♪

♪ Down by a rolling river ♪

♪ There a weary traveller chanced to stray ♪

♪ And he beheld his lover ♪

♪ Her cheeks were red Her eyes were brown ♪

♪ Her hair in ringlets hanging down ♪

♪ She'd a lovely face without a frown ♪

♪ just as the tide was flowing. ♪

Must have been there all night.

So, this happened when, exactly?

It was about dusk. Around seven.

Just getting hard to see, so I was thinking of packing up.

Someone grabbed me from behind,

put something over my face, like an old rag.

Do you recall what the rag smelled like?

Chemicals, but sort of sweet.

- Chloroform? - Mm.

I've, er... I've got images from the scene and the road in both directions

- from the kissing gate. - All right. Thanks, Kelby.

We also passed a speed camera about half a mile back.

See if you can get anything from that.

OK. Er, my bike's on the truck. I'll head back now.

Thought I was a goner.

Everything went... weird. I blacked out.

And I woke up seeing you lot looking down at me.

Didn't know if I was in heaven or hell.

Yes. Did you see anyone there?

Haven't got eyes in the back of my head, have I?

Right. And-and when it happened, were you...

...were you facing the hedgerow or the field?

Er, hedgerow. I was putting a new stake in.

May I?

What you gonna do with that?

Just a second.

Yeah.

Yeah, lovely.

Can we ask what you were doing in the field?

Er, working for the Outram Estate.

- Doing what? - Groundsman.

Putting up "no trespassing" signs.

Stop people straying off the footpath. And is that a problem?

It is since the layabouts in the top field found out there was a short cut.

- The off-gridders? - Yeah. Like I said, layabouts.

It's not oil paint. It's acrylic.

Oh, does that mean it'll wash off?

Oh, yes. Yes, it does. Yeah. It's water-based.

Yeah. Which means it's also excellent for writing on fabric.

- Morning. - I hope you've got court papers.

Why would I need those?

Because we're legally able to stay here.

Unless you can show a court has ruled otherwise.

I'm sure you are. That's not why we're here.

I'm DI Goodman. This is DS Williams.

A man was assaulted putting up signs a couple of fields from here.

And do you think we’re responsible?

We don't think anything yet.

The manner of the assault was a little odd.

He was drugged and painted green and covered in ivy.

Looks like your Green Man here.

The Green Man is a symbol of nature.

Has been for thousands of years.

He protects the countryside.

Could we ask your names?

I'm Woody. This is Alex.

- Surnames? - We don't have one.

Everyone has a surname.

Are you not familiar with the term "off-grid"?

We exist outside of the system.

But not outside the law.

Nope. We simply make everything we use and grow everything we eat.

None of which is illegal, to my knowledge.

We saw your banner on the roadside. It was very colourful.

- Did you make it yourselves? - The children made it.

In the workshop.

May we?

Would you like us to round up the children for you to interrogate?

Oh, I don't think that'll be necessary.

You seem quite defensive.

So would you be if someone was trying to force you out of your home. Esther?

Mind if I take a sample?

I've got nothing to hide.

You said you're being forced out of your home.

Who's doing that? You don't know?

No, I don't.

Paul Outram. And he owns the land?

Some of it.

He wants to build 30 houses here.

But to do that, he's got to get rid of these people.

Now, I don't know what you're here for,

but I do know that whatever it is, he'll be behind it somehow.

Are you suggesting Mr Outram assaulted his own worker?

I'm suggesting he's capable of that and more.

And he'll do whatever it takes to get what he wants.

You seem to know a lot about him.

I do. Yeah.

My brother.

Course you're not boring.

I heard you and Humphrey went skinny-dipping.

Yes. But was that just to prove I'm not boring?

So, how would you describe me?

Nice.

"Nice"?

Lovely. Why are you asking?

Just wondering.

It's hard to know how other people see you, isn't it?

Never really thought about it.

Ah. Morning, Margo. You on the coffee run?

Yeah. Someone phoned in, saying they'd found a dead body

near those off-gridders on the Outram Estate.

So everyone rushed off.

Oh, no. It's OK.

Turned out he was alive and someone had painted him green.

So they're on their way back.

Right.

Margo, you don't beat around the bush, do you?

I mean, you usually say what you think.

Say what needs to be said.

No point sugar-coating everything.

Exactly. So, um...

...how would you describe me?

Be as brutal as you like.

Well, as you're asking, you're nice.

Some might say too nice.

And you can be a bit picky.

You fuss too much. Too tidy. Too conscientious.

Too understanding.

And overall, just a bit too... accommodating.

Gosh.

That must be really annoying, me being too much of everything.

Little trick I learnt, start every day by saying no

to the first three things people ask of you.

Stops everyone treating you like a dogsbody.

- Works wonders. - Yeah?

I, um, checked the speed camera, like you said.

Hasn't been working since New Year's Eve.

Right. OK, so...

...the Outram Estate was left to brothers Paul and Lee Outram

when their mother died four months ago.

It comprises the main house and 29 acres.

The field adjacent to the B511, where the off-gridders are,

has been granted outline planning permission.

That permission is subject to the current dispute being resolved.

And what is that dispute, exactly?

- Morning! - Morning. Thank you.

The off-gridders are claiming adverse possession,

formerly known as squatters' rights,

based on the fact that they've had a recognisable presence

on that land for over a decade.

Outram Holdings Limited refutes that claim

on the basis that they were originally given permission

to use the land by the late Mrs Outram,

and therefore adverse possession law doesn't apply.

She was in my archery class.

She joined when her husband, Keith, left her in 2016.

And what about her sons?

Well, I don't really know Paul, the older one.

He moved away just after he left college.

Some big shot in London, last I heard.

Young Lee stayed at home, though. Helped with the farm.

He was a bit of a mummy's boy.

The old man was a nasty piece of work.

We were all glad to see the back of him.

I heard Paul moved back home, though, when Katie died.

And were you aware of the brothers having a difference of opinion

over the family estate?

I heard something.

I think Lee lodged an official objection to the house build.

Sounds like they've fallen out.

Yes. Let's go and see what they have to say.

Kelby, go back up to the off-gridders, if you will.

Let's take statements from everyone living there,

ensuring they all account for their whereabouts

- at the time of the assault. - Sir.

Margo, we've got the lab doing a paint match for us.

Chase that up, would you?

And let's get background checks on the Outram family.

- Righty-o. - Let's go.

Mum was too soft.

She should never have let them on that field in the first place.

Then why did she?

Turns out she was a child of the '60s.

- All free love and peace. - Who knew?

We weren't really the kind of family that sat

around the fire telling each other stories.

What kind of family were you?

Dad worked hard. Mostly ruled the roost.

Mum took care of the house.

And your brother?

He was generally to be found hanging onto Mum's apron strings.

Do you not get on?

We're different people, but he's still my brother.

Yet he seems to have taken the side of the off-gridders against you.

Well, he's soft, like Mum, which means people take advantage of him.

So he wants them to stay?

I don't think Lee knows what he wants. He just doesn't like confrontation.

I don't have that problem.

Can you tell us where you were last night?

Around 7pm onwards?

And that's relevant because?

Because that's when your groundsman was assaulted.

Oh, and I'm the main suspect, am I?

Brilliant.

I'd forgotten I was back in the countryside.

Do things differently in London, then, do they?

You know, they say that fish grow to fit whatever size pond they're in.

In my experience, it's pretty much the same for people.

That doesn't answer the question.

Remind me?

Where were you... last night... 7pm?

I was at Kitty Jay's. Got there at 6.30.

Did anyone see you?

How would I know who saw me and who didn't?

OK.

- Did you see anyone you knew? - No.

Though I did see two of the thieves who are trying to steal my land,

two that seem to do most of the talking.

Just about to rummage through some bins, I assume.

Woody and Alex? If you say so.

And where were they, exactly?

Walking along the estuary by the harbour office.

Now, if there's nothing else,

I have a meeting with my solicitor in 30 minutes.

Er, no, that's all for now.

Do you know where we might find your brother?

Oh, he's here somewhere.

Listen out for the grinding of teeth or the wringing of hands.

OK. So, er, what time did the pan-pipe class finish?

9 sharp, so the pipers could join the stone ceremony,

which was 9 to 10:30.

The stone ceremony?

Stones represent our ancestors.

We like to draw on their power.

Right...

It's OK. We don't expect you to believe.

Oh, no, I do.

Oh, er... maybe not the stone bit, but whether I do or don't,

I think that everyone should believe in whatever they want,

as long as it's not hurting anyone.

I mean, speaking to stones is all right.

Obviously, if you wanted to throw 'em,

that-that'd be different.

Why would we throw the stones?

They're very heavy.

Yeah. Yeah. No. Um...

So, er...

So, who did the pipes or the stone ceremony?

Oh, wow. OK, so everyone did both. Yeah.

Except for Janice.

She was worm charming.

Got 39.

- Yeah. - Um...

Right. So, um...

So everyone was with everyone else all night?

Not all night.

Me and Alex went into town.

We traded vegetables for a few fish at the harbour.

OK. And what time was that?

Not sure, but I think we were back before seven.

So you can tell your Inspector that whoever attacked that man,

it wasn't anyone from here.

I printed some petition forms off for 'em.

Oh, right. So you're happy for them to be on your land?

Better than turning it into a housing estate.

Your mum invited them here. Is that right?

Just after Dad left about ten years ago.

Think Mum liked the idea of having people around.

Can I ask, the land was left to you and your brother

- when your mum passed away? - That's right.

- In equal shares? - Yeah.

Then doesn't he need your agreement to do the building?

- Not any more. - Oh?

Before she died, me and Mum were planning

on turning the field into one of them glamping sites.

Paul came back, all sweetness and light.

Convinced me we needed a limited company to make it a proper business.

I was a bit out of my depth,

but he told me not to worry and that he'd set it all up.

Outram Holdings?

So when he set it up, he gave himself more voting shares?

I always knew he was a shark.

Just didn't think it applied to family.

So once the company was set up,

he changed the plans for a campsite to houses?

On which he can't build until he gets those people off the land.

He tried to buy 'em off at first.

Offered 'em ten grand each.

- And they refused? - They don't care about money.

He's too ignorant to see that.

So now he has to convince the council they're a nuisance

so that he can evict 'em and send the bulldozers in.

But won't you still get rich in the process?

This was a working farm once and it could be that again.

That's all I need.

Oh... Er...

One last question, if I may.

Your father...

So, he's completely out of the picture?

He wasn't included in the will?

No-one knows where he is.

He was seeing someone else, then one day, he just upped and left.

Mum never heard from him again.

Sorry. That must have been a difficult time.

Not for me.

Lee, can you tell us where you were last night,

- between 7 and 8? - At home.

On your own?

Well, Paul went out to get something to eat, so... yeah.

Did you see or speak to anyone else during that time?

No.

Yeah, I'll tell him as soon as he's back.

Thank you.

The hub again.

Charlie Woods didn't call us every day.

I think there's something going on.

Maybe it will calm down once Mr Smith sees

what a good job the Inspector does.

Mm.

I don't like the feeling I'm being watched all the time.

It's better to be a bit of a mystery.

Talking about mysteries...

...how's your imaginary girlfriend?

I - I told you, I don't like you talking about her like that.

Well, pardon me for caring about you.

And she's not imaginary.

She's very real, thank you very much.

Her flight lands at half past four.

So... are you picking her up at the airport?

Well, no, er...

She doesn't want me there to see her all scruffy getting off her flight,

so, er, we're meeting after work at Kitty Jay's.

I'd have thought, with you buying her plane ticket,

she'd at least want you to meet her.

I know what you're thinking.

That she's catfishing you out of your savings.

You don't know her like I do.

Well... as neither of us have actually met her,

I'd say we're about even. Wouldn't you?

I'm not having this conversation again.

I'm not being mean. I'm just trying to look out for you.

You know what, Margo?

You say potato and I say tomato.

Let's just leave it at that, shall we?

I want the planning agent to have the full application ready to go in tomorrow.

Let me worry about that.

- Hi. - Ah!

Ham and English mustard, crisps and a muffin.

You're amazing.

Have you spoken to the builders?

Er... well, left them a message.

And I'll call this afternoon if I don't hear back.

Oh, can you pick up my jacket on your way home?

It's at the dry-cleaner's.

No.

Excuse me?

Well, I'm just as busy as you are, and you can pick it up on the way home.

Oh, um...

Yes, I suppose you're right.

- It is a bit closer for me. - Excellent!

Two birds with but a single stone!

Um, I want you both home promptly this evening.

- We have a guest for dinner. - Who?

- Oh, it's a surprise. - That's worrying.

Oh, not at all. I'm doing a charcuterie board appetiser,

followed by beef Wellington,

with mixed berry pavlova and a caramel twist.

If anyone's left standing.

Well, you had me at "charcuterie".

Mottie, I thought you could tackle the pavlova

this afternoon and bring it home ready-made.

No. Sorry.

Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?

Too busy. I must get on.

Oh, the hub's been on again.

Mr Smith left a message.

Ah. No, thanks.

"I need a decision now."

"HR need to be notified by end of play tomorrow."

Right, good. Sounds serious.

- HR? - Oh, no, it's just a...

just a... just a thing. Just like an admin thing.

It's not even a thing, really. It's like a... like a query.

There's nothing for you to worry about, or anyone else.

It's just a thing.

OK? Perfectly fine.

- D'you want me to get Mr Smith now? - No.

Later, though, perhaps.

- Lunch. - Of course.

Er, sir, we've had the lab report back.

The paint from the banner and that found on Evan Cole is a match.

Yes. As expected.

And... everyone was at the camp

at the time Mr Cole was assaulted.

All except Woody and Alex,

who apparently were in town getting fish.

Yes, that was corroborated by Paul Outram, of all people.

He said he saw them at the harbour office.

And the rest of them all confirmed

that they stayed together doing a stone ceremony,

pan-pipes and worm charming.

Can't beat a bit of worm charming!

Yes, indeed.

Margo...

...what do you know about Mr Outram?

Katie's husband and the boys' father?

- Keith? - Mm.

Could start an argument in an empty room, Katie used to say.

Bit of a drunk, too. Handy with his fists.

I always thought he hit Katie, but she never admitted it.

- How charming. - Mm.

And after they split up?

No-one knows. He just upped and left.

Only Lee was at home then,

so him and Katie ran the farm as best they could together.

Right. Let's see if you can find out where he is now.

I think we need to at least eliminate him.

Right. So...

groundsman Evan Cole was drugged and assaulted by person or persons unseen.

Now, we know that the paint came from the camp,

so it seems perfectly reasonable to assume

that the perpetrators came from there, too.

Or someone went to a lot of trouble to make it appear that way.

But whoever it was still had to be able to

get the paint from the camp workshop.

Excellent point, Kelby.

Yes. And I can't imagine Paul Outram could get into that camp

without being noticed.

But Lee Outram could.

Yes!

Sergeant Williams.

Hello.

- Do you have a moment? - I'm working.

- I've been calling you. - Sorry. Weird day.

You came to the house the other night.

- Did you need to talk to me? - No.

I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't realise you had someone there.

It was a mistake. I was sort of passing,

and I thought I'd left something at yours, but I didn't want to intrude.

You wouldn't have been.

So, what was it that you thought you'd left?

Oh, er, nothing. Just a pair of hair straighteners.

Zoe's probably packed them to take away.

You sure that's all it was?

What else?

You know I'm always here, you know, if you want to talk.

Yeah.

Good.

- Ooh! I need to get back to work. - Yeah, yeah.

We're in the middle of a case.

Sorry. No, of course. Bye. Bye.

Mum used to tell me never to talk about the Green Man,

because when you do, something bad always happens.

Mm-hm?

Yes, he seems to have quite the reputation.

Oh. Fascinating fact...

- There are... - Oh, right!

...72 pubs in the UK called the Green Man.

I've read that on a beermat.

I like that fact.

Thanks, Viv.

OK!

So, I can't find any records for Keith Outram.

I've checked with the solicitors dealing with Katie Outram's will.

They've had no contact from him either, so...

...he must be happy in his new life.

- Oh... - Paul Outram's alibi checked out.

He got to Kitty Jay's just after 6:30 last night,

complained about mostly everything,

- then left just after eight. - Right.

So the only person who cannot account for his whereabouts

is Lee Outram. You know, someone who we know

could have had access to the green paint used in the assault

and someone who stands to financially benefit

from the off-grid community being forced out.

But he's been fighting the housing plans.

Well, apparently so.

And, of course, he'd be well placed

to keep up to speed with his brother's plans

and to share that information with the off-gridders.

Or it could be a double bluff.

Maybe he befriended the community

so he could watch what they're doing,

and him and Paul are actually in cahoots.

Shipton Abbott police.

Just... just a moment.

It's him.

Who?

Mr Smith.

Inspector Goodman.

Yes, absolutely.

No, I haven't.

Yes, I will.

Yes. Without fail.

Right.

- Why didn't you tell us? - Well...

Because I was hoping it would go away, if I'm honest.

Well... that wasn't likely to happen, was it?

The hub doesn't usually change its mind.

No.

- Are you angry with me? - Yes!

For trying to deal with this on your own.

We're supposed to be a team.

Exactly.

Look, if I thought there was a solution,

I would have shared it with you. But there isn't.

I have to lose one member of the team.

Fine.

I've already retired once.

- I'll retire again. - No!

The whole place will fall apart.

I'll go, then. I mean, I'll be missed the least.

- No! - You're our only uniformed officer.

It'll have to be me, then.

Detectives are the only thing we have two of, after all.

- No! - Loath as I am to say this,

in case you use it against me at some point in the future, but...

...I can only really do what I do because...

all of you are doing most of the real work.

On my own, I just... run around bumping into things.

We could draw lots. Rock, paper, scissors.

Spin the bottle.

No. Um... No. I'm the senior officer.

It's my place to make the decision. No-one else's.

Well, I'll back your decision, whatever you decide.

We all will.

All for one, one for all.

DS Williams.

On our way.

Ugh. Outram Estate.

Right.

Is it safe to go in now and see everything or what?

Yeah, all OK. Go ahead.

- All right. Thanks very much. - All right.

- Just give me one minute. - No problem.

I want them all arrested! This is wilful damage!

- When did this happen? - How the hell do I know?

Some time between me leaving to see my solicitor

and when I got back! And were you at home?

No, I was cutting the bottom field. Saw the smoke.

You know this means I've got cause to evict them now?

They've overstepped the mark, and now they'll pay for it!

Found this on the drive.

They can't get away with it this time!

I want them arrested, taken off my land!

We'll go and talk to them.

I don't want you to bloody talk to them.

I want you to do your job and arrest them!

Mr Outram, please calm down. We'll deal with this.

- Just let us do our job. - Well, just make sure you do.

They've assaulted my groundsman. And now this!

How long before they kill someone?

You have no right to come here accusing us of something we haven't done.

We aren't accusing anyone.

Sounds like it to me. We're simply asking the question,

does this bracelet belong to anyone here?

This is outrageous.

It's mine.

Edmund.

Can you tell us how it came to be at the Outram house?

No. Not really.

I ...didn't know it had gone.

Right.

OK, we're gonna have to take you in for questioning.

You're under arrest on suspicion of arson.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm

your defence if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely on in court.

OK. Come on.

But... he hasn't done anything!

This way, please.

I've never been in trouble with the police before.

Not even the odd demo or protest meeting?

No, no. Nothing.

I used to work in stationery.

I only joined the off-grid community when my wife and I got divorced.

She ran off with her reflexologist.

She liked her feet being rubbed, you see.

I mean, I say she ran off...

She only moved three doors down.

He had the... corner terrace.

Had to walk past there to go to work every day.

Seemed strange saying good morning.

We'd been married 18 years.

Then I had a breakdown.

And then I met Janice, and she told me about the group.

Yeah. I've only been there a couple of months.

Yeah. Edmund... You do understand

that what you've been accused of is really quite serious?

Yeah, yeah.

But I didn't do it.

Yet your bracelet was found on the driveway.

Yeah, and I have no idea how that got there.

You don't want those houses built there.

Um, we don't blame you for that. No-one does.

And sometimes when you fight against something,

well, things can get out of hand.

Yeah. Is that what happened, Edmund?

Things just get out of hand?

No.

And what about the assault on the groundsman, hmm?

Do you know anything about that?

Well, I told you. I don't know about any of those things.

Yeah.

I just came to find a bit of peace.

To be happy.

So, what do you think?

I think I'm more guilty than he is.

If he'd have done any of this,

he'd have folded after the first question.

Agreed.

So where does that leave us?

Nowhere.

- Sir! - Yes, Kelby?

Um, would it be all right if I left a little bit earlier today?

Only I've got to squeeze in a bath, a hair wash

and a face mask in before half six.

Got a hot date?

Sort of.

In that case, off you go.

Oh, thank you, sir!

Never let it be said that I got in the way of a hot date!

Night, all.

Er... what was all that about?

Agnieszka's supposed to be flying in today.

Really?

Well, he thinks she is,

but she didn't want him to meet her at the airport.

Oh. That's odd.

She's supposed to be meeting him in the pub after work.

It's not going to end well. I just know it.

Oh, no. Poor Kelby.

OK, so let's release Edmund.

I'm not convinced he's our man.

And then let's run through where we are.

There must be something we're missing.

Edmund?

- Take a deep breath. - Why?

Just do it.

Mum's surprise dinner guest is here.

...the drop through. But it's all in that backswing. Yeah.

Mm.

- Ah. - Hi.

- You see, your ankles... - Ah, yes.

Nice and easy and relaxed.

What were you thinking?!

I'm on the police committee. He's a colleague!

Yeah, but we told you what he's making Humphrey do!

I know, darling. That's exactly the point.

I mean, perhaps it will make things easier between them if we all get on.

Think of it as a... brand new dawn.

Very nice of Anne to invite me.

Yes, it was.

I hope it doesn't make you feel uncomfortable.

Uncom... Er, no.

Absolutely not.

Why would it?

Oh, no reason at all.

After all, technically, we're both on the same side.

I understand that Anne lost her husband some years ago.

Er, yes.

Yes, during the first wave of the pandemic. It was...

Oh. It was very sad.

Oh, heavens. Yes.

Terrible affair.

I'm surprised she hasn't been snapped up.

Here we are!

That looks amazing, Anne. Thank you.

Right. Telephones, please.

It's a new thing. Confiscated phones at dinner parties.

Oh.

I read it in a Sunday magazine.

Thank you.

Shan't be a sec.

Just so you know,

I've just got off the phone to my solicitor's.

They said that now there's been an arrest,

any claim your friends may have had on the land

has just quite literally... gone up in smoke.

Looks like the diggers can move in.

I was passing.

In the loo, is she?

No.

I'll get you another drink.

What are you doing here?

- I was passing. - Me, too.

Well?

Your son-in-law is very highly regarded at the hub, Anne.

- Very highly indeed. - I'm pleased to hear it.

His conversion rate, the highest in the division.

Well, it's very much a team effort.

Yeah, I don't doubt it.

So, your latest case caused rather a stir at the morning review.

The green-painted man?

Yes. It was an odd sight.

And have you made any progress?

It's early days, of course.

Um... But we think it must be connected to the land dispute going on there.

Oh, yeah, yeah. The Outram brothers, isn't it?

Yes. Do you know them?

Well... well, one of them.

I'm a keen detectorist. Yep.

And we have permission to detect on all the fields

alongside the public footpath there, apart from his.

He refused point-blank.

A couple of us went to see him, you know, plead our case,

but wouldn't even listen.

Yeah. Most objectionable human being.

I think I know which one you're referring to.

Lee.

Yeah. That's it.

Lee Outram.

Maybe her flight was delayed.

No, I checked.

- It's her loss. - Yeah, exactly.

But you've got me and Margo instead.

Yeah.

What'd you buy her?

Fruit and nut.

Her favourite chocolate.

I love fruit and nut.

Agnieszka!

Kelby!

I'm so sorry. They dropped me at completely the wrong place.

I was walking around, trying to find you.

Well, perhaps I can return the compliment at some point.

I mean, not that I pretend to be up to your standard,

but, er, some say my toad in the hole has merit.

Then I very much look forward to sampling it.

Oh, wait. Let me get your phone.

Oh!

Um... goodnight, Mr Smith.

Martha.

We didn't really talk about our outstanding HR issue, did we, Humphrey?

No.

You understand that tomorrow is the absolute deadline?

There can be no extension. I must have your decision.

I understand.

Splendid.

Ah. Here you are.

Well, thank you for a marvellous evening.

Bye!

See? That wasn't so bad, was it?

And it’s so lovely to meet your work friends.

Kelby has told me so much about you.

Aw. That's nice.

You're always looking after him.

I think because you're old, you're like mothers.

Ah, I nearly forgot.

This is for you.

- A present? - Not really.

It's the money you lent me for the flight.

I think it is the right amount?

Thank you for helping me.

Some people would not have been so trusting.

You're very welcome.

- So, are you hungry? - Er... we could eat here.

Or we could get a takeaway and go back to mine?

Can we go to yours? I'm so excited to see it.

Well, everything's ready. I've set up my room for you.

I'll be OK on the sofa. It's really comfy.

Ah, but aren't you sleeping with me?

- Well, I... I... - But I love cuddles so much.

What will you do?

I have no idea.

Anyway, that is tomorrow's problem.

How was your day?

OK.

- Yeah? - Sure?

Mm.

You seemed a little, um...

...truculent.

- Truculent? - Mm-hm.

I was trying out saying no for a change.

I'm not sure if it's for me, to be honest.

You two, go on up. It's almost done here.

OK, here's an idea.

Let's take what's left of the wine up

and go and pick out some...

...wallpapers?

Yes!

- Night, Mum. - Night, dear.

Night, Anne.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

The builders called. Part of the roof has collapsed.

- Bad? - You can see daylight.

Great.

Looks like someone had a late night.

I've never been more happy to be wrong.

Me neither.

- And what about you? - Mm?

How's your love life?

Ah. Train wreck. Same as always.

- Want to talk about it? - Thanks, but no thanks.

He looks like he's got the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Yeah.

- You OK, sir? - Oh, yes. Sorry.

Miles away.

You know that we'll support you, whatever you decide.

I know.

Unfortunately, that makes things worse, not better.

Right.

We've still got a case to solve.

So let's go through all the statements again.

Check for any discrepancy. Double-check every word.

We must have missed something.

Margo, let's look at this off-grid community a bit closer.

Drill down into backgrounds.

Kelby, let's do a CCTV trawl.

The only people away from the Outram Estate

when the assault took place were supposedly in town.

Let's confirm that if we can.

If you can stay awake long enough.

There is something out there that will unlock this case.

So let's find it.

Morning. Got a present for you.

It's an eviction notice.

You've got seven days to get off my land,

or bailiffs will come and drag you off.

Have a nice day.

Sorry, everyone... but this looks like a fight we can't win.

No. We made our home here.

If they want us to leave, they have to drag us off.

We don't have the money we'd need to fight a court notice.

We have support. Others will help.

No.

It's over.

There will be other places.

Let's just pack up.

Right. So, I've double-checked all witness statements.

And whichever way you read them, they all eliminate each other.

If Paul Outram is responsible in any way, he must have had outside help. Sorry.

I went through all the old planning applications

and confirmed there was one submitted by Lee Outram

for a glamping site, which was later withdrawn.

Then a new application by Paul Outram put in.

So they were both happy to develop the site,

but one wanted to build and the other wanting something less intrusive,

which is why they must have fallen out.

- Right. And the off-gridders? - A couple of priors,

- but nothing serious. - Right.

Um, sir, I'm struggling a bit marrying up the statements

between Paul Outram and the two people from camp.

How so?

OK. So, they're all in town, like they said,

but at different times and at different places.

Look, I've got Paul Outram coming out of Kitty Jay's

just after eight o'clock, like he said.

But then he goes straight into his car and drives off.

So how could he have seen anyone by the harbour office?

Then I was searching for Alex and Woody,

the ones he said he saw, and it took me ages, but I found them.

They were nowhere near the pub.

They were on the other side of town,

coming out of Jenny Robinson's garage.

- What time was that? - Er... just before 6.

They stopped off at the chippy

and then queued up for the 21 bus.

I thought they only eat what they grow!

Maybe they're missing life's little luxuries!

The number 21 would take them back up to the Outram farm.

But why would Paul lie about seeing them?

Kelby, can you call the garage, see what they can tell us?

- Yes, sir. - So if they left town at 6pm...

I mean, that means they don't have an alibi for the time of the assault.

Hello there, Jenny...

But why would Paul Outram give them one?

Maybe he was mistaken.

No, no, no, no.

He didn't say he thought he saw them. He was quite sure.

But how can that be true?

It cannot.

And if it cannot, it is not.

So the real question is...

...why would you give your adversary an alibi

which would allow them to refute an accusation that you yourself had made?

And however you look at it, there is only one possible answer,

that they are not adversaries at all.

Sir? Jenny remembers them going in.

They were looking at a second-hand camper van.

Yes!

Missing life's little luxuries.

I've got a one-time offer for you guys...

We know Paul Outram offered the off-gridders

£10,000 each to move off the land.

Of course, offering money to people

who've opted out of society was never going to work.

But what if you still had your doubts about the lifestyle you'd chosen...

...and decided you'd quite like to take the money after all?

But just paying off the two of them wouldn't be enough on its own.

Precisely that.

So the only way they could get paid

was to help Paul get rid of the others as well.

So I think they came up with a plan

to discredit the whole community,

making it easier for Paul to get his eviction notice.

So when they got back from town,

Paul would have already told them where Evan was working?

Once Evan was unconscious, they needed

to make it look like it was done by the off-grid community.

By using paint from their workshop

and using their motif of the Green Man.

Knowing full well that Paul would give them an alibi.

Then, a day later,

having arranged for Paul to be at his solicitor's...

...they set the fire at the site office.

And easy enough for either of them to steal the bracelet to frame Edmund.

Sorry, everyone, but this looks like a fight we can't win.

Then when the moment came,

they would convince the others that they should just give up the fight and leave...

No. It's over.

There will be other places.

Let's just pack up.

...leaving them free to eat fish and chips and buy a camper van.

So they were all in it together?

Except for Lee.

He couldn't have known about any of this.

Mind you, Paul's lucky his dad didn't come back

after the money when Katie died.

- Lucky? - Mm.

Or is it something else?

Like what?

Something's been niggling at me.

Get out of here! Go on!

Lee?

I've just arrested your brother.

So he was behind it all?

Yeah, with a little help from his friends.

I'll explain it all later.

But I need to talk to you.

About this hunch I've got that just won't go away.

It's about your father, Keith.

You know, we couldn't find any record of him anywhere.

And then someone said something to me last night,

which made me think that maybe there was more to my hunch than I first thought.

It was about you refusing to let detectorists use this land,

which, when you add it to the fact

that you've done everything in your power

to stop this land being built on,

even going against your own brother,

leaves me questioning...

...why?

I mean, you were happy enough for it to be used as a glamping site,

even for the off-grid community to live here.

Anything... but building.

So then I thought,

"What if it's not the building you're worried about?"

"It's the digging."

He was hitting her...

...when I came in from the field.

I tried to stop him,

but he punched me so hard in the face, I couldn't see anything.

But I could hear...

...Mum...

...begging him to stop.

And then it went quiet.

And when my eyes started to focus again...

...I could just see her sitting on the floor next to him.

She'd killed him.

And we knew if we told anyone or called the police,

our lives would be over. So...

So we buried him.

In the field?

Yeah.

I know it was wrong, and I should be sorry.

But I'm not.

I knew I had to look after her.

And it was the best thing that ever happened to us.

Me and Mum were happy.

Really happy.

We didn't mourn him.

Never even talked about it.

Your brother didn't know?

No. What's the point?

We just made up a story about him leaving and stuck to it.

You know we have to report this, Lee?

There will be consequences.

Yeah.

No regrets, though.

Like I said, it's what we do, isn't it?

We look after the people we love.

Yeah.

It's a project.

Want a strawberry, my darling?

You like?

Humphrey!

Taking it to the wire, as usual, I see.

Still, it doesn't matter how you get there,

as long as you get there.

I assume you have made your decision?

I have.

Splendid.

So, who's it to be?

There's a fire! There's a fire!

- Where's Kelby? - Still inside.

- Kelby! - Dolores's map, it's gone!

The search for riches makes people do terrible things.

Who’d want to steal from the festival?

Now you don't need me no more.

And I'm not sure where that leaves me.

Change can be difficult.

Well, I'm here to help.

He seems quiet chipper under the circumstances.

New starts all round.

I'm trying to be more engaged.

Amelia's idea?

But I can't work with that Mr Smith!

Should we tell him?

This can't really be it?

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