All language subtitles for strike_lethal_white_s04e04_episode_4

I've seen a girl strangled. They buried
her in a pink blanket.

The police still think it might be
suicide.

Chisels cause of death.

Antidepressants dissolved in orange
juice.

Two things you'd have to know about him.
He always drank a glass of juice and

that he wouldn't be able to taste the
pills. That's someone close to him.

Kimbara murdered him. I know she did.

What can you tell me about Geraint
Twinn? He blames the chisels for his

daughter's death.

Did you get the files Geraint wanted?

I was told to search for the key word.

Marape. What have you done?

Robin Conley!

Well, it's for Stripe.

Come.

Go on. I'm leaving you. I don't care
that you're cheating again.

I don't want to be with you anymore.

I may be far away, but I walk beside you

every step of the way.

When you're used,

rude,

black and blue, don't think about it,

never doubt it, I'll walk beside you.

Hello?

Hello, Venetia.

Any chance of you showing up for that
drink?

Oh, God, Rafa, I'm so sorry.

I mean, how often does a suspect
volunteer to spend time with a

detective?

I'll be right there.

I'm on my way now. I'll be... Ten
minutes. OK.

OK. I'm so sorry. All right, bye.

Could we go to Chelsea, please?

Can I leave my bag with you?

I'm eating Raphael's chisel.

Perfect.

Thank you.

My mum used to love this place in the
80s. So the owner, he used to throw

famous people out for dressing badly.

They'd come here just to get tossed out.

Hello? You OK?

Sorry, it's not you.

I just left my husband. I forgot to take
his off.

Seriously?

Look, if you want to do this another
time... No, no, no, it's fine.

It's good to be out.

Anyway, I should ask you about your
father.

Do you think Kinvara would have gone
through with it, with leaving him?

Probably not.

No, she was all drama and no
follow-through.

You know, I never used to much like her,
but now I sort of, I just feel sorry for

her.

Everything's getting sold, Ebury Street,
all of it.

Did you spend much time there?

At Ebury Street?

No. No, I've been there once in my
entire life.

The truth is, is that he never loved me.

At least not as much as he loved
Freddie, even though Freddie was an

absolute shit.

Do you know about Freddie and Rhiannon
Wynn?

No.

He poured vodka down her throat,
stripped her, took photos, then passed

them around the whole fencing team.

He ruined her.

All because she bumped his girlfriend
Verity off the squad.

I found that out from one of Izzy's
mates.

Now, have you spoken to Geraint Wynne?

No, not yet.

Did my sister tell you about any of
this?

This is what I'm saying.

With Geraint, you've actually got
someone who would want to hurt us, but

my sister, they can't mention it in case
it pisses on St. Freddie's eternal

flame.

Nobody ever did that for me, I tell you
that much.

Must have hurt when your dad cut you out
of his will.

I think that you can hate someone for
the

wish they gave a shit about you, and
then hate yourself for wishing it.

Anyway, sorry, I'm preaching to the
choir, right?

What was your ex-husband like?

I don't think I can quite think of him
as that yet.

I don't know, I think I... spent a long
time trying to believe it was someone

different.

Different to what?

Different to Matt, the accountant, who's
a bit of a prick.

And has been sleeping with Sarah, who's
also a friend.

Is that him now?

Yeah.

Plot.

Well, better.

Right, where were we?

I think we need another bottle.

Rise and shine, party girl.

I took the liberty of putting two sugars
in your tea because I think it's going

to be that kind of morning for you,
darling.

Oh, Vanessa, I woke you up. I'm so
sorry.

Oh, don't worry about it.

You can stay for a few more days.

No, no, no, I'll be all right, thanks.
Last night was just, um... What time is

it? It's half nine.

Oh, shit.

I'm meant to be meeting DCI McMorrin.

I'm so sorry.

Everything all right? Yeah.

Yeah, good to go.

I was thinking, even if Jimmy had access
to Ebury Street, he wanted money out of

Chisel. Why would he kill him? Means
before motive.

He said Flick did the cleaning as a
legitimate part-time job.

What about the Ebury Street note?

Said they were worried they'd get
unfairly implicated for wrongdoing.

What has she said about the hotel?

We're about to get into that.

And the key to Ebury Street?

Well, Flick says she gave it to Jimmy.

Jimmy says he chucked it away.

He's a cocky bastard.

Declined a solicitor.

Do you own a car?

Yeah. Could you confirm the make of the
car and the registration number?

It's a Suzuki Alto.

Registration F-U-C-K-U.

I know my mistake. That's one of my
Porsches.

It's EF04NWK.

To the best of your knowledge, has it
ever been driven with or without your

consent by anyone other than yourself?

It was second-hand, so I imagine they
did more than admire it on the driveway.

Have you ever visited Le Manoir Cat
Saison's hotel in Oxfordshire?

Do I look like a diner at
Michelin-starred restaurants?

Has he never been?

Never driven there in your Suzuki?

I said I never ate there.

Pay attention.

I followed their car there. I wanted to
see how my money was being spent.

Your money?

Yeah, mine and my brother's. The chisels
owed you money, is that what you're

saying? It's not what I'm saying, it's a
fact.

Well, what did they owe you money for?

Chisels sold off my dad's tools in the
last of the stock after dad died.

It wasn't his to sell.

You told us she'd not been home for
ages.

I know what I told you.

So how do you know chisels sold your
dad's things?

Got a tip off.

Phone call.

Did you get a name?

They didn't give their name.

You know how that is.

So you get this tip off and you stalk
the chisels to a hotel.

What are you hoping to achieve?

I wanted my money.

I wanted to have the conversation with
him face to face somewhere he couldn't

close the door on me.

No one at the hotel mentioned anything
like that to us. That's because he

wasn't there. It was just his bird.

He was probably getting a facial.

I didn't stay in for long.

Are you having an affair with Kinvara
Chisel?

If that's everything, officer, you've
obviously got fuck all.

I think I'll just go home.

Anything else you want to say, all
right?

He's lying.

I agree.

But we don't have enough to keep him
here.

Look, you've brought us some very
helpful things, so... I'll need you to

sign some papers.

But there's some CCTV I'd like to show
you of Kinvara Chisel.

There she is, in

the long coat.

Who's she talking to there? A member of
the station staff.

She takes several minutes to check her
train is running on time. I'll spare you

the full thing.

How long did that all take?

About ten minutes.

She barely stood still, and it's the
same thing the other end at Wollstone

Station. Is that what made you suspect
her?

Her alibi is rock solid. It's the fact
that she's performing it for every

camera she can find.

Can you go back?

There.

You see that beggar there?

I don't think she's given them change.

What if she's dropping a door key in his
cup?

That'll be why she's done so much other
stuff, talking to everyone.

She's trying to bury that moment.

When is the baker coming?

So, a few minutes before Kinvara
arrives.

Sits down, cap over the face, hood up,
keeping her head down.

They don't want their face on tape.

Jason.

We need another pass at the CCTV around
Paddington. Can you call the team back?

So she hands over the key for Ebury
Street while she's setting up her own

alibi.

Not a bad plan.

She just overdid things.

Oi, oi. Every night, was it? Took a few
shots for the team?

Are you done with dodgy duck? Oh, that's
for you to say. But I got him going up

to a patient's flat.

These are good.

He didn't get anything more specific.

She had curtains.

Hope you feel better.

Right, we'll start with the obvious
things.

Witnesses to Gimbara's activities at
Chiddle House. Anyone who might be able

to tell us who she's close to or who she
might be working with.

Kinvara has the key when the police turn
up at Chislehouse at half ten. Someone

must have got it back to her by then.

We should talk to Tegan Barlow, the
stable girl.

Maybe she saw Kinvara meet someone.

We still need to talk to Henry Drummond,
the art dealer.

Don't thought that.

And we should talk to Geraint Wynne. We
can't rule him out either.

No. He'd know Kinvara from her visiting
the House of Commons.

We know Geraint's alibi for that
morning's rubbish.

Raph said the only reason his sisters
don't want us looking into the Wynnes is

they're worried it'll drag Freddie into
things.

Because of what he did to Rhiannon.

How was dinner with Raph?

I'll fill you in later.

I'll find out where Geraint's staying.

We have some questions for you, Mr.
Wynn.

What I want is to call you a treacherous
little bitch. I was just doing my job.

Ah,

on the side of the angels.

We know what happened to Rhiannon at
Freddy Chisels' 18th. You'll say

anything, won't you?

You sly bastards.

These might be difficult for you to see.

You might want to sit down.

They're photos of Rhiannon at Freddy's
party.

Ah. Oh.

My girl.

I knew it.

I knew something happened.

But nobody would tell me the truth at
closed rank.

What did you think had happened?

I dropped her off.

She was up from Wales.

And I booked us a B&B.

So I said, 1am, I'm going to pick you
up.

And she said, no, no, it's far too
early.

She didn't want to miss out on anything.

So I said, call me when you're ready and
I'll come and collect you.

Only I'd forgotten my charger.

And then the next morning I woke up and
I thought, bloody hell, I'd better drive

off with her.

And there she was, on the grass.

She'd been sick, and they'd left her out
there all night.

So I rang the door and I said to
Chiswell, how is that acceptable?

leaving a young girl that way.

And all he said was, she'll have killed
my gran, where she's been sick.

Anyway, I drove us home.

She was very quiet.

And when I charged my phone up, there
was a message from her. She'd left at

midnight saying...

Please come and get me, Daddy.

You're so mean.

You're so cruel.

She killed herself a month later.

I am so sorry about what happened to
her.

And I'm sorry for lying to you.

Can you send me these?

It's not too late for his friends to
pay.

We all have something in common. We want
to discover the truth.

Will you help us?

Do you know Kinbara, Chisel?

I've run into her.

The odd event.

Did you ever speak to her about her
husband?

We've never had a conversation.

Can you tell us where you were the
morning Chisel died?

I was waiting for a mayor to come back
from Barraclough Barns' flat.

I know.

You've spoken to him.

He wanted to help me.

And who was it that broke you about
trying to find files labelled Mirapé?

Was Kinvara involved?

No.

Jimmy Knight.

He never told me what the photos were
of.

Only that the Foreign Office had them
and they'd finished Chisloff.

It was good enough for me.

I wanted him sat out there on his
perfect lawn,

reading about his disgrace in the Sunday
papers, then

remembering Rihanna.

Do you think it will help, Geraint, what
we've done?

I don't know.

I'm not sure what he'd have left if he
let Rhiannon go.

I think he was telling us the truth,
though.

He wanted to shame Chisel. He needed him
alive.

Yeah.

If Jimmy's also telling the truth, we
need to look elsewhere for Kinvara's

accomplice.

What's the line with Henry Drummond?

Chisel went to see Drummond the day
before he died.

He came back to the office. He was in a
terrible mood.

Maybe Drummond can tell us why.

Ah.

Hello.

Hi. Hello.

Thanks for seeing us. No, no, my
pleasure.

How can I help you?

Jasper Chisel came to see you the day
before he died, didn't he? I was at his

office when he got back.

Oh, that.

Yes.

That was embarrassing for all parties,
but I really felt I had to say

something. Raph came by the...

gallery while i was out i'd employed a
rather pretty young girl as an assistant

francesca i caught her and rafael
canoodling and i told them in no

uncertain terms but when i got back some
clients had heard noises not

quite the girl jumped out of the
bathroom window relation with jasper

about his sale i'm eating with my sister
do you sit with me just for a minute I

don't want to be left alone when I feel
like this.

Thank you.

I hate being pregnant.

I know what you're thinking.

I didn't get rid of ours.

I didn't.

I lost it after.

Don't stop.

I swear.

I took a test at my mother's. Take it,
mother.

If it was real or another lie, either
way, I don't care.

I wish they were yours. For fuck's sake,
Charlotte.

I'm not.

Maybe I'd be happy about it. You didn't
want kids any more than I did. Give me

Amelia's number. I'm going to call her.

What's wrong about the agency?

I'm still poor.

I still live above the office with no
money for jewellery. I never cared about

it. Yes, you did.

And you have those things now.

Call me. You're married.

You're having his children.

We've finished.

But I love you.

And I know you'll say that I'm a liar,
and I am.

But not on the big things, Blu-ray.
Don't call me that.

And I wasn't with Jager while we were
together.

You were engaged two weeks after we
finished.

Yes, because of you.

You said that I was lying about the
baby. You walked out.

You deliberately sabotaged... Don't talk
to me about fucking sabotage.

You wanted me to give up everything.

The army, the agency, my friends.

Everything and everyone except you.

You wanted to break me.

Because that's what you do.

Break it before it can fade away.

You were broken when I found you,
darling.

We have that in common.

Hello. We have a couple of very tempting
specials today, which I would highly

recommend. Do we look like we want to
hear the fucking specials?

I'll bring you some more bread.

Look me in the eye and tell me you've
loved anyone since, like the way you

loved me.

I haven't.

Thank fuck for that.

I'm off.

Amelia's not coming.

I lied.

I knew you'd be at the gallery, and
Cinder told me.

I want you back.

I thought it only fair to tell you in
person.

I don't want you.

Kidder, kidder, Bluey.

I can pick you up from here tomorrow, if
you like.

Tegan's working at her riding school
since Kim Barrow let her go, so I said

we'd meet her there.

Okay.

I've been to the pub.

How was it? Good.

Drink?

How's life, Robin?

It's okay, yeah.

Things all right with you?

Everything's fine.

I'm not working now.

I didn't want you to think you had to
sit here and think about work.

I'm happy just to sit here.

Do you want me to?

Oh yeah, would you?

Hello, Robin speaking.

Next time I'll catch ya.

Sorry, who is this?

I nearly had you, didn't I, Robin?

That tight little arse of yours, just
out of reach.

You got lucky.

I'll find out where you live.

Robin? Work on Denmark's big diner.

I'm gonna catch you, Robin.

And then I'm going to fucking hurt you.

Robin, pull over.

How long have you been having panic
attacks?

About a year.

Are you getting help for them?

I've got some CBT exercises I'm meant to
do.

I had some vegetarian bacon I was
supposed to try. I'm just not making me

any healthier sitting in the fridge
staring back at me.

Anything else?

Like what?

When I called you the other night, it
was none of my business.

Yeah.

Matt and I split up.

You called in the middle of it.

Sorry. Anyway, it doesn't matter.

I didn't want to fall apart.

I just want to do my job. I don't want
you thinking I... What I think.

About you and the job is that you are
brilliant at it.

I had a decade of training.

I did hundreds of cases with SIB.

You've had none of that and you're just
as good as me.

That's actually quite annoying.

You have to let the business pay for
some proper therapy.

It's not an act of kindness.

It's self-interest.

I need you in good shape.

OK.

We should get going.

You all right to drive?

You all right for me to drive you?

Where are you staying?

Oh, that's all a bit... Well, you can
stay with Nick and Ilsa. I'll call them

later.

Thanks.

We're going to be really late.

I suppose you went over things in detail
with the police.

Yeah, I did. Kinvara never left the
house that night, didn't leave her

bedroom.

The floorboards in that place are really
loud, so I'd have known. That's mostly

what they wanted to know.

Well, what about the next morning? Did
you see or meet anyone?

The farrier came over, and she went
riding for about an hour.

When she got back, the police were
there. Where did she go on her ride? Do

you know?

I don't know. She goes all over.

Do you have a sense of who Kinbara's
friends are?

She doesn't like people. She likes
horses.

Tegan, do you ever remember seeing or
even just hearing gossip about anything

bad happening between Kinbara and
Jasper?

I saw her smack him over the head with a
hammer once.

A hammer?

Yeah, he had Lady put down while she was
away for a night.

She comes back, finds out, just went for
him.

Smacked him over the head.

Had to call the GP, he was bleeding that
much. Or did you call the police?

No, he wouldn't have that.

He didn't smell anything afterwards.

Mucked up a nerve.

And she got sent off somewhere posh for
depression. But even when she came back,

I kept finding her in Lady's stall,
crying.

Listen, I've got to take the kids out
for their lesson. I don't want to take

the piss.

Thank you. You've been very helpful.

Do you think of anything else cool last
year? Yeah.

Well, I'd say that's something we can
ask him about.

Smacking a husband over the head with a
hammer.

Do you think she'll talk to us?

She's going to want to look helpful.

The tenor says she tells us how much she
loved him and then talks about how he

was definitely suicidal.

And then what?

Then we ask her about the hammer.

Harrington and Richardson, five shot.
This is illegal, Mrs Chisell. It was

Jasper's. And it's late, and I'm here on
my own.

You're not expecting to come in?

We are.

I thought you liked that painting.

Oh, I'd have gone into the fail.

Do you know, I never realised how badly
off we were.

Everything is going on, Dad.

You need to hand that in tomorrow.

Oh, God, why are you here?

We're in the area and have some
questions we'd like to ask you.

You were aware your husband was being
blackmailed?

Of course I was aware.

Jimmy Knight's story is he simply wanted
your husband to give him what was

rightfully his.

Jasper thought the Knight boys were a
pair of oiks.

But you can almost see why people fall
for socialism when Jimmy makes his case.

I thought you barely knew him.

I don't.

He rang the house a couple of times,
that's all.

And actually, I thought he had a point.

Jasper should have split the proceeds
with Mr Knight's sons.

Proceeds from what, exactly?

Oh, what does it matter now?

Jimmy and Billy's father used to build
gallows.

The estate gave him timber and a
workshop, and they split the profits.

You'd be surprised how much they fetch
on the export market.

£40,000 for one full set-up.

A bit more than the price of a load of
old tools.

Well, quite.

After old Mr Knight died, there were two
gallows finished but not yet sold.

And then the EU changed the law.

Bloody Europe.

Made it illegal to sell torture and
execution equipment.

Well, Jasper sold them anyway, and why
shouldn't he?

Hanging's not illegal everywhere.

Did he sell them to Zimbabwe?

Yes.

Well, one set didn't quite arrive.

They got hijacked by rebels.

And they used those gallows to hang
Samuel Marrappe, a British boy kidnapped

on his gap year.

Someone took photos.

They sent them on to the Foreign Office.

Christopher Barraclough Burns tipped us
off.

He said you could see Jack Knight's
trademark carved into them.

The white horse.

It made them traceable back here.

That's not good PR, is it?

I can imagine what the Guardian would
have done with that story.

I told Jasper right from the beginning,
give the night boys their card.

He never listened to me.

And then they went for him.

The blackmail.

And then it got too much for him, as we
know.

We don't think your husband killed
himself, Mrs Chisel.

Nor did the police.

Why did you attack him with a hammer?

He waited till I'd gone out.

And he put down my horse.

It's like he murdered my child.

Don't care whether you believe me, but I
loved Jasper.

And he hurt me.

He hurt me.

Terribly.

Nobody knows what really goes on in a
marriage except for the two people

inside it.

One of my neighbors thinks I've got a
dog loose.

Could you come with me? Have a look
don't like walking around by myself both

of you Actually,

I

really need the luge you mind if I can't
it wait it really can't know It's there

and hurry and catch us up. Thank you

Have you quite finished?

Sorry? False alarm.

Dogs are fine. Good night.

Any idea why she wanted us out?

There's someone else in there.

Upstairs, I heard them moving around.

They tried to hide once they realised
those were still in the house.

I hope you didn't wipe... There's a
painting in the attic.

It's the only one that's been moved up
there. I took a photo.

It's Mayor Mourning.

The one they had hanging over the
fireplace.

Why would she lie and tell us it's gone
into the fair?

Is that a piebald?

Piebalds are black and white. That horse
is brown and white.

I think I know who killed Chisel.

But we have to be sure. If we get this
wrong, they'll have time to fix their

story.

Hello, Sarah. I asked them to wait in
reception.

It's fine.

Come in.

Matt's desperate. Did he give you your
earring back?

And Perry?

The one you left for me by my bed.

I do.

I don't care.

You two can have each other now.

We don't have to pretend we like each
other. I'm here for work.

You work in old matters, don't you?

We think this painting might be worth
quite a lot of money.

I loaded the photos I took in the loo at
Chisel House.

Yeah, I'm looking at them now.

Most of them are of Freddy and his
fencing mates.

We've only got five minutes, and I'll
kick us out if Billy gets upset.

But if he does recognise the person in
this photo... Then we'll know what he

saw on the hill that night.

Good to see you, Billy.

How are you feeling?

All right.

I'm taking everything so I feel...
calmer.

Don't know about seeing people, though.
I'm not going to ask you a lot of

questions today.

There's just one thing I'd like to take
a look at.

Could you do that for me?

I know it's not the best photo. No,
that's...

That's who I saw.

That's the girl I saw strangled on the
hill.

How did you know that? She was
strangled, but she didn't die.

And she's not what you saw buried. That
was something else.

She didn't die?

No.

They lived.

We need to see some people about the
case, but if it's okay, we'd like to

come back another time.

To explain things.

Would you mind telling me what this is
about?

I have a vast amount to do and I'm only
here for the day.

Have you ever seen this painting on the
chisel house?

No.

Never seen it before.

Definitely not.

Why are you showing it to me?

This is a painting by John Frederick
Herring.

It was valued by Henry Drummond as part
of your sale.

He mentioned it to me. Well, it's not
ours.

Somebody substituted this painting for
Mayor Mourning at the valuation.

An expert has since reviewed a
photograph of Mayor Mourning and

believes it could be a lost stubs, which
would make it worth quite a lot of

money.

You didn't know anything about this, did
you?

Raphael recognized the value of mere
mourning on one of his visits to your

house.

And though you think he loves you, I'm
not sure he even likes you. But he might

have married you for 20 million quid.

Did he tell you he'd uncovered his
drugs?

Or did he leave that out?

Or he said that killing Jasper was the
only way to be together?

Think about why he might have done that.

You were planning a new life together.

He was wondering how long he'd have to
wait before killing you.

Two murders, a few years apart, and he'd
be the legal owner.

You'd have left it to him in your will.

I didn't, I didn't, I didn't. Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

The painting's disappeared.

He must have it.

We haven't got him yet, but we're
watching his flat.

It won't be long. But someone outside is
his place as well. She loves him. She'll

want to believe him. He's a good liar.

Will you stay to watch Kinvara's
interview? It might be helpful. Happy

to.

I'm going to have to take off for a
couple of hours. You all right?

Yeah, because Matt wants to meet me.

Ignore him.

I've tried. I've blocked his phone, but
he's gone and bought one just to...

Just read that.

Robin, you're being a child. I'm not a
client of the day if you want to...

Throw that down.

He's going to tell the papers, you and
I.

He's always thought that about us. It's
pathetic, isn't it?

Anyway, I think I just... I think I just
need to talk to him.

He's with a client over in Little
Venice, so I can be there and back. I'll

come with you.

I really don't think that'd help,
given... I'll be all right.

Oh, I'm going to have to see him at some
point anyway, aren't I?

I've got a whole divorce to organise.

I won't be long.

Any thoughts on where he might go if he
needed to lie low for a bit?

There have been a lot of girlfriends.

He's good at manipulating women.

We've tracked down two of them, a
musician and a peer's daughter, but I'm

sure you're right.

There'll be more out there.

There was another one, as you mentioned.

The girl who owns a houseboat.

You don't know where it's more, do you?

Carmen, honestly, I'll be absolutely
fine.

Robin, don't go to little Ben.

No,

don't. Just don't.

You know, when a guest says they need to
take a quick piss, it's bad.

fucking manners if they go off wandering
around the house instead.

What's your passcode?

1875. Hmm?

What?

1875.

The family had that hanging in a damp
spare room for 20 years.

Never looked twice at it until Kimvara
took a liking to it and stuck it above

the fireplace.

It's his stubs, isn't it?

You should give yourself a breath.

Close that.

What do you think the family will do if
you try and sell it?

It won't matter. It'll be mine by then.

I'll say I did drop off the one that Dad
asked me to, and it's his word against

mine, and he's dead.

In a few years' time, when Kinvara has a
rider next, then I'll find Mare Mourning

up in the attic in Inherited.

Consolation prize for her grieving yet
still very eligible husband.

Anything you can remember about this
girl, it's important, isn't it? She's an

artist, I think.

The houseboat has a name.

Okay. Here's the deal.

If you convince me that I am truly
fucked, I will let you go.

But if I think I've got the slightest
chance of getting out of this, I will

throw you overboard after dark and take
my chances.

So go on, then. Convince me.

They know about your affair with
Kimbara. With what proof?

We know you met her at Le Manoir.

The staff will identify you. I've been
there plenty of times with other people.

I'd be offended if they didn't recognise
me.

Kinvara was at the gallery with you,
that day that Drummond came back early.

You stayed to take the wrap for it. She
went out the window. Drummond thought

you were with the assistant again.

You thought you'd got away with it.

But your father arrived to talk about
his sale.

We think he spotted Kinvara's lachesis
pills lying on the floor.

She must have dropped them while she was
escaping.

And when she saw them on his desk, she
knew you'd been found out.

The whole family knows we hated each
other. They'll back me up.

We know it was you who tipped off Jimmy
Knight about your father selling the

gallows.

Kinvara told you about it.

She told you about the Marafe photos.

You needed to put pressure on him.

To make suicide look plausible.

Good luck proving that. I used a burner
phone with Jimmy. He has no idea who

called him, and he didn't give a shit.
So, next. You know Art.

You recognise Mayor Mornings' jobs.

And everything you've done since has
been about getting your hands on it.

We told Kinvara that this morning.

It broke her heart, Ralph.

She started talking to the police.

No.

No, Kinvara thinks that I love her.

I basically had her repeating they'll
say anything to break us while I fucked

her.

She won't talk.

And I think that's a hung jury, Venetia.

The key.

The key to Eberstein. I'm sorry, but
that was perfect.

I stuck my car under a CCTV camera and I
borrowed a VW from the girl that owns

this place. I whipped up the motorway.

Kevara goes out for a ride.

We met well away from the estate. No
witnesses.

She trot home. I was back in London in
time for Izzy to come over bearing

tragic news.

I even left my phone in the flat so
Kinbara could call me in front of the

cops. But he's not picking up. He must
be asleep. They put me in West London

while I was driving down the M40.

See, the key is not going to be a
problem.

And I think you've run out of things to
say, haven't you?

Put that over your face. Now.

I wasn't talking about when you gave the
key back to her.

I was talking about when she handed it
to you at Paddington Station.

You were caught on CCTV on your way out.

Your face is on camera.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Who had

been

inside a prison?

They're animals, they stink.

I was going to buy her a villa in Capri
and a nice...

A little flight in London.

I was finally going to be free.

No more chisels.

I know how Freddy treated you when you
were younger.

I know he... I know he strangled you.

I know he shot and killed your pet pony.

With me sitting on it at the time.

Do you know that?

Happy days.

You know, it might cheer me up, Vinisha.

Because I think I'd like to see your
head explode.

Go on then, you cowardly little fuck.

Fuck!

He's all yours.

Back off!

Off with me! Calm down.

I took the bullets out of his old house.

Here you go.

How did he manage to get Matthew's name
out of you?

Because you should never, ever give a
suspect... Can I just have a few minutes

to enjoy not being dead before you
start?

Fair enough.

Raph's mother liked his hair long.

You would take him for a girl.

I saw them carrying the body in the pink
blanket was a pet pony.

Freddy shot it. Your dad helped him get
rid of it.

Freddy's also the person you saw
strangling Raphael. It's probably why

you made the connection.

I swear I thought it was a girl.

Well, you were a bloody good witness,
Billy.

For a six-year-old kid, you did very
well.

So it was your brothers I saw.

The way I heard it, um... Freddie was
meant to babysit Raph.

But his friends wanted to go up to the
horse and... I

suppose they took things too far.

It was a difficult time with our
parents' divorce and Freddie could be a

bit... I know that doesn't excuse
anything.

I know.

A bit about that. When my mum died and
my dad was

drinking, it was... I saw.

I saw him kick you once.

I tried to say something, I really did.

You putting me up here has been really
kind.

You didn't have to do nothing for me.

We're going to pay for your long-term
treatment.

My family owes you that.

Sir Cormoran suggested it and I just
thought, yes.

Yes, that can be one good thing. I don't
want to be... No, you're not.

Honestly.

Papers keep saying a lost stub's what
could fortune.

All of our men are gone.

Papa, Freddy, and Raph, too, in a way.

All of them are gone.

It's not easy, is it?

Any of it.

It's people.

They don't know how to live.

Do you ever think about where we're
going?

I suppose get the bank balance a bit
healthier, though we're not so hand-to

-mouth.

And make the agency the best in London.

I think we should keep Sam on. Me too.

How's the PPT going?

I'm doing my exercises.

How's your leg? Yeah, don't like
exercises.

Do you want to come for a courier with
me, Nick and Elsa later?

Sounds good. I'll be there. If it's me.

Mr. Harris.

Could be a nice job.

I'm heading to Finsbury Park. Some
babysitter felt better, but I'll take

her with me.

Well, I'll see you tonight.

I'll bring beer.

I know.

Strike agency, Robin Ellicott speaking.

How can we help? Looking through her red
box of memories.

Baited, I'm sure.

But love seems to stick in her veins,
you know.

Best is love if you want it. Don't sound
like your son. Another new drama

obsession next Sunday, three weeks.

Fixed countries and one marriage to
save. Quite a road trip for Tom

Hollander. Us begin. My love,

my love.