All language subtitles for Mr.And.Mrs.Murder.S01E12_English

(upbeat music)
(animal howling)

(engine humming)
(dramatic music)

(footsteps crunching)

(gate squeaks)

(cheetah growls)

(fence rattles)

(suspenseful music)

(cheetah growling)

- Reg, hey, Reg!

Mail for the cheetah crew.

- Thank you.

- Is Glen here?

- Do you see me in
there? How should I know?

- Gee, you can be a
touchy bastard sometimes.

- Me? Yeah.

(both laughing)

- I'm just wondering if you'd
spoken to him, that's all.

(dramatic music)

Shit, oh, shit!
(cheetah growls)

(mysterious music)

(engine hums)
(upbeat music)

(door rolls)

(ramp squeaks)

(machine clatters)

(door slams)

- Large animals roaming about.

- Mm.
- Why is it

we never come here?

- Yeah.
- Vervet monkeys and rhinos.

Do you know the hippo breaks wind

through its mouth?

So you should never invite
one over for dinner.

- See, I'll take note of that.

- Yeah, yeah.

- [Peter] And I'll just ask you

a few more questions, excuse me.

- Peter, hi, thanks for
the recommendation again.

- [Charlie] Yes, a very
thoughtful birthday present.

Thank you, Peter.

- Oh, is it your birthday?

- No, no, no, no, no, no.
- It's tomorrow.

It's Charlie's birthday tomorrow.

- But don't tell anybody 'cause
I want it to be a surprise.

- What's going on? Are
they taking Nakatindi?

Because they can't do
that. She belongs here.

- Don't worry, nobody's
taking your cheetah.

- Then who are they?

- Oh, they're the cleaners.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- [Nicola] Was it an animal attack?

- No, and it wasn't a suicide.

Unless he hit himself in
the back of his own head.

- With a shovel.

- How did you know that?

- The shovel you took as evidence.

He you said he. He who?

- One of the cheetah keepers.

- He's Glen. He was my best,
my star big cat keeper.

- Yeah, this is Larry, the
head keeper here at Maabade.

- I'm so sorry. This must be terrible.

- Yeah, it's a disaster. It's disastrous.

- An intra-cranial bleed

brought on by the shovel
blow to the head, yeah?

That's nasty. Nakatindi is your cheetah?

- Yeah, Glen was going to
accompany her to Zambia

for a breeding program.

He'd got a very prestigious scholarship.

You just don't expect someone to be.

- Larry, we're going
to put this area right.

- We're losing money

every second that the
zoo's closed, you know?

Gotta pay this cleaning bill.

I could get a hose.

I could just clean this whole mess

and wash it down the drain.

- I know it seems expensive,

but our processes will
remove every contaminant.

- And you'll avoid a fine
from Environmental Protection.

- We've explained that.

Larry, just a few more questions,

then you can open the park, mate, okay?

(upbeat music)

(liquid sprays)

(vacuum hums)

(hose sprays)

(vacuum sucks)

- Giraffes, on the other hand,

only sleep five minutes a day.

- Charlie.
- Imagine what they

could accomplish if they
put their minds to it.

- Charlie, look at that.

That's out of place in a cheetah cage.

- Agreed, maybe it was carried

on the flow of blood.

- Yeah, we'd better bag it for Peter.

- Yeah, he'd like that.

(dramatic music)
(animals calling)

- Someone killed him.

He's sitting in here with his cheetah,

looking forward to his trip to Zambia,

and someone came up behind him

and someone killed him.

(gorilla grunting)

- [Charlie] No, I reckon
this guy's a non-payer.

That's why we should give
him the invoice in person.

- Hello, oh, no, Charlie,

he's gonna pay.

He won't be able to help himself.

Look at this office.

Every I dotted and every T crossed.

- Hello.

- [Nicola] What's that?

- Ooh, look at these.

Oh, wow, beautiful.

Someone's got a very keen eye.

- Ooh, Charlie.
- Mm-hmm.

- Tours, Charlie.
- Mm.

(Nicola purrs)

(Charlie growls)

- I had no idea how much you loved zoos.

- Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, ever
since I was a little boy.

Big fan of Daktari, which, as you know,

is Swahili for doctor.

- I remember Daktari.

There was Clarence the cross-eyed lion.

- Yeah, with the glasses

to correct his vision.
- Yeah.

- And there was Judy.

I used to have this great book,

a book of the series,

and it was really interesting

'cause it had a tiger on the front

and a lion on the back,
which was really odd

because they don't inhabit
the same continent.

Yet, they were on the same book.

- Kooky.
- It doesn't make any sense.

- No.

- Well, looks like you're my only guests.

G'day, I'm Lorcan.
- Lorcan.

- I'll be your tour guide for today.

- How are you?
- Hello.

- Just a few things before we get started.

Please refrain from littering
and just keep your limbs

in at all times.
- Sure.

- We should be good.
Absolutely.

(hand thuds)
(upbeat music)

- Tigers, though, completely
different kettle of fish.

They have a, uh, pulse sensor

in their canine teeth.

- Well, that I did not know.

- Yeah, that's why they
keep grabbing your neck,

see if you're still alive.

- You know a lot more
than the average visitor.

You a zoologist?

- Well, I'm half a zoologist.
I did two semesters.

- We're cleaners, trauma cleaners.

- Yeah.

- Oh, you were here about Glen.

- Yeah.
- Shocking.

I was there, you know. We, we found him.

- Must have been awful.

Larry said he was the star keeper.

- That he was.

About the only good thing
you could say about him.

- I'm sure his wife or his girlfriend-

- Marie? Oh, they split up a week ago.

- Right, does she work at the zoo as well?

- Yeah, she's a hippo keeper.

- Oh, hippos, do you know
it's very interesting

about hippos, they break
wind through their mouths.

- Why was that, do you think?

Someone else in the picture, or?

- Not that I've heard.

I know Stephan wouldn't mind a try,

but he's stuck in the whole
friend zone, the poor bastard.

- [Nicola] Stephan?

- Yeah, the other hippo keeper.

Glen was pretty bitter
about the whole thing, hey!

(hand thuds)

(dramatic music)

Oh!

(Nicola and Peter chatter)
Bloody tourists!

(hand thuds)

They'll throw anything off the tour bus.

Now, what if an animal
swallowed this plastic

or the cigarettes inside?

- Yeah, well, nicotine
addiction's a terrible thing.

It's the last thing an elephant needs.

- What's that over there?

- That's our sleepover safari experience.

It's one of our main
attractions. It's fantastic.

(curious music)
(elephant trumpets)

- [Reg] It wasn't me.

- [Peter] We just need to
ask you a few questions.

- You are out of your mind.

You people, you are out of your mind!

- He doesn't seem happy.

- You wouldn't be happy either

if you'd left a bloodstained
shirt in your locker

which matches the victim's blood group.

- Glen, can we say Glen, not the victim?

- Ah, Reg had Glen's blood on his shirt,

and every reason in the
world to want Glen dead.

You see, Reg-
- Reg is from Zambia

and he wanted to go back
home with the cheetah.

Oh, sorry, Peter. You wanted
to tell us that, didn't you?

As you were.

- Glen was headed to
Zambia with the cheetah.

Reg thought the job was rightfully his.

- [Charlie] Yeah.

- We're taking him in for questioning.

I reckon we've got our guy.

(dramatic music)

- Hmm.
- I don't think-

- Reg.
- It's never the first guy

you think it is.

- That's true. That's the
first guy we think it is?

- No, it can't be him.

- Not today, Stephan, please.

Three staff, I'm three staff down

and Marie thinks that this is the time

to visit her grandmother?

- I know. I'm sorry.

- I'm gonna call her.

Ah, she said she'll be out of range.

- This is not the time to be playing

Little Red Riding Hood.
(knuckles rapping)

Yes?
- Hi.

Ah, this is just our invoice.

- Are you all right?
- Migraine.

- Oh.
- Of course,

I can't find my tablets.

(dramatic music)

- This could be the back
of a tablet blister.

- Could be.
- Larry's migraine tablets.

He could have taken one in the
cheetah bay waiting for Glen.

- Though he did genuinely seem not to know
where his tablets were.

- Adrenaline, you might forget
if you'd just killed someone.

- Yeah, but could Larry,
being such an obsesso,

leave a dead, bleeding, messy
body on the ground like that?

(curious music)

Hm, he's leaving early.
Wonder if his boss knows.

- Charlie.

- I know what you're gonna say.

- We have to follow him.
- I was right.

(engine roars)

- What do you see?

- Heritage colors, birds
of paradise, kinda girlie.

- Not his house?

- No, but he has been here before.

(curious music)

- It's Marie's house,
Glen's disappearing ex.

We have to go in there.

- Well, he just might
be watering the plants

while she's away.

- Oh, come on, he left work

to water her plants?

(door slams)

Okay, house inspection.

- Absolutely not.
- Yours.

- No, no, no, no.
- Mine.

- No, no, no, no, no.

(mysterious upbeat music)

- Shamone!
- Oh!

Dirty dishes in the sink.

- Yes, hey, what are you doing?

- What?

- This could be a crime scene.

In fact, it is a crime scene,

we're breaking and entering.
- Yeah, but it's us so it's okay.

- Oh, good, I'll mention
that to the judge.

She certainly likes hippos.

- Mm, what was Stephan doing here?

He supposedly knew that Marie
was away at her grandmother's,

but he knocked at the door

like he thought she might be home.

(Charlie hums)

Okay, missing shampoo, conditioner.

- Mm-hm.
- Mm-hm.

(dramatic music)

Missing toiletries, well,
she packed before she went

to her grandmother's.

- Yeah, but she's taken her
toner and her moisturizer

and she's left behind her cleanser.

What woman leaves without
taking her cleanser?

- Right.

- Contraceptives.
- Once a day, every day.

Why would she leave these behind?

- Well, she's going to her grandmother's.

She's not bringing a guy
back to her grandmother's,

it'd be unseemly and rude,

and chenille bedspread
and motifed cushions

and ceramic clown with a cactus and.

All right, well, okay,
no, she packed in a hurry.

- On the same night that Glen,

her ex-boyfriend, was murdered.

- Yeah.
- No.

There's something else going on here,

Charlie, something awful.

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)
(dogs barks)

- Migraine tablets?
- Mm-hm.

Larry's, bet you any money.

You know, I'd be quite happy
to come into the station.

- I like to get out of the office.

- You don't want anyone to think
that you're getting help from us.

- I pretend I have a social life.

- Charlie and I followed
hippo keeper Stephan

to hippo keeper Marie's house.

- Hippo keeper Marie's house?

- [Nicola] Yeah, Glen's ex-girlfriend.

- Which you found out.

- From Lorcan, the tour guide.

But the point is, Glen
didn't take the breakup well,

and Marie had left in a hurry.

I mean, her things were packed like-

- [Peter] Like what?

- Well, you know, like a
man would pack for a woman.

- No, Nic, the shirt we
found in Reg's locker

had Glen's blood on it.

- Don't you think it's too coincidental

that Glen's ex disappears
without telling anyone

except for one guy?
(door thuds)

And even he had to knock
on the door, seriously.

- Hello, Peter, how are you?
- Hi, Jess.

- Nice to see you.
- Charlie.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, would you like

to stay for dinner?
- We should all have dinner.

- I don't think I bought
enough but we could probably

thaw some sausages.
- I'll show you properly.

- No, no, thank you, thank you.

Ah, I'll check it out.
- Okay.

- And do I need to know
how you got into the house?

(curious music)

- We had a key.

- Do you know left-handed scissors

were banned in 16th-century Salem?

- Too witchy?

- Apparently.
- Hmm.

- Want to shoot some hoops?

- Oh, sorry, sweetie, we
just have to finish this.

- What are you doing?

- A little bit of art,
little bit of craft.

- Is this about the murder?

- Maybe.

- And that's the guy who died, yeah?

- Yes, I'm afraid so. That's Glen.

And this is the missing lady, Marie,

whose house we broke into.

- I thought you told Peter you had a key?

- Well, we, we had a key
when we opened the door.

- Um, but you didn't have
permission to use said key.

- She's onto us.

- She's good.

- Well, so who do you reckon did it?

- Well, who do YOU reckon did it?

- Him.

- Oh, Lorcan, tour guide, interesting.

- Why?
- He's too smiley.

You can tell he's trying
to hide something.

Although this guy looks
like a total psycho.

- Ah, Larry, fastidious zoo keeper.

- Mm, you're right.

He does look like a total psycho.

- Hmm.
- But this is the guy

they arrested, Reg.

You know why?

'Cause they found the
victim's bloodied shirt

concealed in his locker.

- Oh, there's no way he
did it. He's got kind eyes.

- No, no, no, no, Jess.

You can't tell by just looking at someone.

You know, charm is the most lethal arrow

in a murderer's quiver.

- Oh, that's good.

- Oh, thank you, it's going in the novel.

- Well, it should.

= So what are you saying, I
should avoid charming men?

- Yes, we are.
- Absolutely.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Great.

- Mind you, people who look like murderers

are often not murderers.

- You shouldn't go out with anyone
who looks like a murderer either.

- No, absolutely not.
- Just to be on the safe side.

- Well, then it was him.

- Ah, Stephan, in love with missing Marie.

- Why?

- 'Cause he's too normal-looking.

- (laughs) Jessica, dear,
sweet, innocent Jessica.

You know, there's no such thing as normal.

Normal is just the average
between all the weird people

in the world and all the
boring people in the world.

Normal people don't actually exist.

- Yeah, not in this house.

- Hmm, okay, what say I
go and put the hoop up

and we, uh, we shoot a few outside Js?

See you there, hon.
- Righto.

- Oh, and not too late, Jess,

'cause we've got a very big day tomorrow.

(birds calling)
(gentle music)

(Charlie moans)

Happy birthday to me.

- Remember Larry had lost
his migraine tablets?

What if it was Glen who took one?

- Hello.
- What if Glen got hit

on the head, passed out,

then later on he came to?

And he mightn't have known

who hit him but his head hurt,

so he took a tablet.

- It's my birthdate.

- He didn't go for help,
he went for painkillers.

It's not the action of a man

who thinks he's gonna die.

- It's today.

- Well, maybe Marie was involved somehow.

You know, maybe they argued,

she hit him then she took off.

- You're forgetting, though,

that somebody else packed for Marie.
- Well, maybe.

- Yes, exactly.
- Mm.

- Surprise.

- Hello, what's all this?

- It's a present. It's your birthday.

- Oh!

- Happy birthday.
- Really, thank you.

And really, I'd completely forgotten.

- Happy birthday, Uncle Chuckles.

- Yeah, that's never going to catch on.

What have we got here? Oh, wow.

- This is from her.

- Well, it's from us.

- Three tickets for the
Maabade Overnight Safari.

(Jess sighs)

- Thank you.
- Ooh, Jess, this.

- And a card.

- Three tickets?

- Yeah, one for each of us.

- Oh, right.

- Well, you texted
saying, "Get us tickets."

Why, did I do something wrong?
- No, no, that's good, thank you.

- So what's next, birthday breakfast?

- Um, birthday brunch?

(hippo grunting)

Wow, he's a beauty.

- He's a she. And she's pregnant.

- Do you look after all
these guys yourself?

- There's usually another keeper.

- Oh, uh, is it Marie?

- Yeah.

- She's the one who was going out
with the man who died.

I'm one of the cleaners from yesterday.

- Right, she wasn't going out with Glen.

- Oh.
- They'd broken up.

- Why?

- How should I know?

He was always at her to quit smoking,

but somehow I doubt that was the reason.

- Well, it must be a relief, though,

that she's not here.

- Why?

- Well, just if her
ex-boyfriend was killed,

can you imagine Marie
being around for that?

And where's Marie?

- At her grandmother's.

That's where she said she was going.
- Oh, so you spoke to her?

- She phoned me.

- You okay?

- [Stephan] Yeah.

- It's just, they've got
the guy, haven't they, Reg?

I heard they found Glen's
blood on Reg's shirt.

Must be awful to think that
you were working with someone

who could do that.

- I don't know.

(dramatic music)

Look, I don't know where Marie is.

I said I did, but I don't.

I think she's done a runner.

- There's something else, isn't there?

- I know how Glen's
blood got on Reg's shirt.

I saw the whole thing.

Glen was giving Reg shit
about a scholarship in Africa.

Reg punched him in the
face and his nose bled.

Now, that was days ago.

- And now Marie's missing.

(footsteps tapping)

(mellow music)

- [Charlie] Nice one, how was your talk

with hippo boy?

- Oh, I was doing the good cop routine,

but you weren't there to play bad cop.

- Well, I am Simon to your Garfunkel.

- Yeah, I couldn't tell if
he was telling the truth

or if he was a really good liar.

And both options scare me.

- Does this allay your fears, my dear?

(phone rings)

- Okay, if you're
dressing up then so am I.

Peter.
- I'm at the airport.

I'm not sure how you did
it, but you did it again.

Your little chat with Stephan?

He confessed he made up Marie's alibi.

- Really? Well, not wearing
a uniform has its advantages.

- No matter how you're dressed,

people'll drop their guard for you.

- You'll get all the credit
when it comes together.

Ah, it's a win-win.

Just leave me a clean chain of evidence.

- Of course, we always do.

What are you doing at the airport?

- Oh, new life, new country.

- Oh, we found Marie's
car. It's been abandoned.

- Really, does that mean
you're releasing Reg?

- Yeah, well, you know,
pending further investigation.

- Okay, thanks, bye.

- Too much?

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

- Your husband's costume
is very interesting.

- Oh, I know.

I tried to talk him out of
it, but it's his birthday.

- The British colonial
enterprise in Africa

may seem charming to
him, but to an African.

- Oh, of course, I'm so sorry.

Birthday boy, I'm telling
you this because I love you.

You're going to have to lose the hat.

- No, no, no, because if I had
more time, I could do that.

Mind you, it's only a hunch.

- Hunch, what hunch?

- Stochastic analysis
of animal herd movement.

In a limited space like this enclosure,

animals follow certain
trajectories and patterns form

as to where an animal might
go from, say, here to here.

Now, those trajectories
are depending on any number

of variables, like...

- Long story short, sweetie.

- Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry, darling.

You see that path down
there where the animals

would normally go from the
waterhole to the field?

- But they're avoiding it, why?

(upbeat music)
(people chattering)

- [Woman] Yeah!

- [woman] Fantastic, guys, fantastic!

- [Man] Start a bit closer.

- [Woman] All right, next part.

- Cover for us.

Yeah, we're just.

- [Man] And one, and two, and three,

and four, and slide.

- Don't feel like dancing?

- Oh, you don't have to take pity on me.

- Where have your friends gone?

- Oh, they wanted some romantic time, so.

(dramatic music)

- Charlie?
- Hmm?

- [Nicola] I'm not sure
this is such a great idea.

There are tusks and
horns on the loose here.

- Well, they're attached
to animals, so don't worry.

We'll hear the thunder
of hooves first, ooh.

- Charlie?
- Nic, look.

- Boot print.
- Oh.

Drag marks.
- Mm-hm.

(suspenseful music)

- Oh, no.

- Nic, wait.

- No!

Someone's buried here.

(people chattering)

- Okay, everyone, back to
Safari Lodge, please, come on.

- This way, come.

- [Office] We need some
more tape over there.

I think we're gonna
need a little bit more.

- Peter?

- She's been strangled.

- [Nicola] Oh, poor Marie.

- We'll need to rethink the whole case.

It's a double homicide now.

- You know, burying
Marie here was desperate.

It was spur of the moment.
- Mm.

- Okay, assuming it
was a crime of passion,

that points to Stephan, right?

- Why bury one body and not the other one?

And then, what did he do,

he went to Marie's house,

packed up her things, dumped her car,

then why go back the next day?

- Or maybe Stephan was
covering his tracks.

- We're gonna need to pull him in.

- (sighs) What's going on?

- It's Marie.

- Oh, no, not Marie.

- I want to go home now.

- Yeah.

(birds chirping)

Okay, okay, okay.

All right, okay, possibilities, all right?

Okay, I'm the killer, all right?

I whack Glen with the shovel.

Marie walks in.

Walk in, Marie.
- No, I know.

- All right, all right, the jig's up.

Desperate, I strangle Marie.

I'm strangling you.

- Yeah, I'm being strangled.

- Yeah, lifeless, she falls to the floor.

- I'm not doing it.
- Oh.

- All right, well, I grab
the shovel and I bury Marie.

Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah,
everybody with me so far?

- That's good, okay, alternative scenario.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- What if Marie is the primary kill?

So the killer strangles Marie-

- Sure, all right.
- Gets surprised by Glen.

The killer bashes Glen over
the head with a shovel.

- Ooh, hey, I'm Marie.

- Oh, sorry, yeah, that's right.

- It makes sense to bury Marie first

because she's lighter than Glen,

easier to transport to the
paddock, quicker to bury.

I just can't figure out why the killer

would only bury Marie.

- To frame her, to make it
look as though she killed Glen?

- Are you done with me?

- Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah.

- Ah, all right, all right, all right.

I'm Stephan, okay?
- Mm-hm.

- I hate Glen, I hate him with his talent

and his scholarship to Africa

and the fact that Marie
loves him and not me.

But Marie?
- Marie, all right.

Well, they've been working
a long time together.

Maybe he was attracted to her,

maybe he put his hand on her knee

and she rejected him.

- Hmm, mm, just not quite buying it.

- No, no, no, no, we've
missed something, haven't we?

We're missing something.

Must get that something.

(upbeat music)

- Reg. Hi.

- Hello, Nicola, helmet head.

- Hi, Reg.

- We need a followup from the clean.

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- A crime scene scan.

- Probe, for residual bacterioids.

- A scan probe?

- Mm, quick swish, won't take a second.

(dramatic music)

(device beeps)

- Is that a scan or a probe?

- Oh, it's a dual purpose.

Hey, now, Nakatindi was a pretty big deal

in the Zambian independence movement, yes?

- Yes.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, Reg, let me ask you this,

was there a wheelie bin
or a wheelbarrow here?

- No.
- No, really?

I was sure there was.

- That's the bin.

- Yes, it is.

Yeah, that's the bin, yeah.

- So what was that about the bins before?

- Well, there was nothing in
there that could've been used

to take her body out to the range.

- What do you make of that?

- I don't know. Don't know yet.

- [Lorcan] What do I say if
the tourists ask any questions?

- Tell them you don't know anything
and get on with the tour.

- I've got enough going on

with the papers wanting public
comments about the deaths.

(knuckles rapping)

- Hi.

- What now? Thanks, Lorcan. (sighs)

- Oh, I am so sorry to be putting

this on top of everything else,

but last night I think I lost
my watch out on the paddock.

- It's an anniversary present.
- An anniversary present.

It means so much to me and I just,

I wondered if we might
be able to just pop out

and take a quick look.

I'm just, I'm lost without it, Charlie?

(curious music)

- Who took these?

- I did. Why?

- They're beautiful, these fences, though,

they've, um, they've been replaced

since these pictures were taken, yeah?

- Yeah, another problem
solved at great expense.

- Problem?

- Missing animals, two years
of publicity we didn't need.

A baby antelope, I think a dog took that.

A serval, meerkat.

They're worth a fortune.

Although that's not what worries me.

It's what happens to them out there

without someone who knows,

you all right, Lorcan?

- Yeah, I.

- So who took them?

- Who knows, thieves,
drunks, teenagers on a dare.

We lost an African hunting dog once.

I found it on a farm.

And I had to pay for the chickens.

Oh, yeah, I'll get someone
to look for your watch.

- Thanks.
(throat clears)

(Larry sighs)
(dramatic music)

Had to be someone strong
to take her out there.

Maybe they planned to dig her up later

and take her somewhere else.

- Hang on a moment.

- Yes?

- No, no, no, no, no, no,
it's a ridiculous idea.

No, stupid, sorry, no.

As you were.

But why bury just her?

- Shame, maybe the
killer cared about Marie

and that's why they hid
the crime from sight.

- Maybe.

- Someone that cared about Marie.

Just takes us back to Stephan.

Oh, Charlie, I just keep seeing her hand.

- We are going to figure this out.

I'm absolutely positive about that.

- Really?

- Let's work on it while we sleep.

(dramatic music)

Everything's going to be fine.

(eerie music)

(slot squeaks)

(liquid splattering)

(match lights)

(fire roars)

(detector deeps)

(Nicola groans)

It's just the battery.

- Make it stop.
- Yeah, okay.

Make it stop.

(fire crackling)

Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic!

Nic, Nic, there's a fire.

There's a fire, come on, up.

- Jess!
- Up, up.

- [Nicola] Jess, oh!

- Okay, evac protocol.

Everybody out through the laundry.

- [Nicola] No, no, Charlie,

there's stuff we've gotta get out first.

- What, what?
- My, my laptop.

- Oh, no, no.

- It's got my novel on it.
- No, no, no.

All right, where is it?
- Um, study, study.

- [Charlie] Study, all
right, okay, hurry, hurry!

- [Nicola] Well, it's the
hard drive and data storage!

- Yeah, I know. What
about online data storage?

You remember we talked about that?

- Yeah, no, I don't trust
it. Call the fire brigade!

- Yeah, right, right.
- Jess, Jess!

- Jess!
- Jess!

(extinguisher hisses)

(people chattering)

- I heard on the wire. You guys all right?

- We're fine, thanks.

- [Peter] Angelo, mate, what happened?

- It's just the door, the
hallway and some smoke damage

to the ceiling.

- Yeah, I know. It's just,
you know, it's our home.

- What happened?

- This fire was deliberately lit.

- So someone's trying to hurt us?

Yeah, someone's trying to, no.

Look, if you've got something against me,
fine, but don't come after my niece.

- No, I'm okay.

- So it had to be someone from the zoo.

- Could have followed us home.

- Reg, Lorcan, Larry, they
all saw us there today.

- Well, any one of them

could've twigged we were
sussing out the joint.

- Well, at least we know it wasn't Stephan

because he's in custody, right?

- Ah, he was.

We couldn't connect him to either death,

other than making up an alibi for Marie.

- Well, he has a reason to hurt us.

- We don't actually know
anything about the murders.

- Look, don't stay here tonight.

Take a hotel, better
yet, stay at my place.

You, too, Charlie.

- Great, I can come too.
That's very generous of him.

- Look, it's nearly morning.

I just wanna sleep in
my own bed, goodnight.

- Night.
- Night, sweetie.

(gentle music)

(people chattering)

So I picked you up and I
carried you to the grave.

- [Jess] Can we do less carrying?

- Nuh, uh, uh, uh, you're
supposed to be dead, no talking.

- Everything okay?

- Hi, darling.
- Hello.

- [Charlie] Jess is being Marie.

- Oh, okay, who are you being?

- I don't know yet.

- [Jess] Can I come down now?

- Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.

Who am I? Who am I?

Who am I?

(coins chinking)

That's it. That's it!

- Darling?
- Mm?

- Call that guy I don't like,

ask him what was in Glen's pockets.

- Why?

- Ah, don't jinx it.

- Okay.

- Peter.
- Nicola.

Is something else on fire?

- No, no, but Charlie wants to know

what was in Glen's pockets
when his body was found.

- Why? No, no, don't tell me.

I'll call you back in five.

- He's calling back in five.

- Come, come, come, come, come!

Okay, the order in which
the bodies were discovered.

First Glen, then Marie.
- Yes.

- Now, we've been thinking

which of these four killed Glen and Marie.

- [Nicola] Yes.

- The same person who tried
to kill us last night.

- Yes.

- We've been on the wrong track.

It's all about the cigarettes.

- The ones that Lorcan
found on the zoo range?

- Mm-hm, they were in the path

between the cheetah
bay and the grave site.

Remember that big ashtray
we saw at Marie's house?

- Cigarette packet fell
out of Marie's pocket

when she was being carried to her grave.

- Mm-hm, now, Jess, one more time.

- Oh, no, thanks.

- Okay, okay, one-man show.

Marie and Glen are in the
cheetah bay, all right?

They fight, Glen attacks
Marie, Marie defends herself.

Picks up a shovel, whacks Glen,

sending him sideways, doesn't kill him.

He puts his hands around her throat,

"I'm going to kill you,
I'm going to kill you."

"Oh, my God, I've just killed her."

Hoicks her over his shoulder,

takes her out to the range to bury her.

But here's the thing.

Glen's injured, okay, so he's staggering

as he's carrying Marie.

He dislodges the cigarettes,
they fall to the ground.

He buries Marie and he comes
back to the cheetah bay?

- His head's killing him.

But the hemorrhage is internal.

He doesn't know that he's dying,

but he knows that Larry has
migraine tablets in his office

so he goes to Larry's office.

- Mm-hm.
- Takes the tablets,

comes back to the cheetah bay,

cleans up the shovel and any evidence

that he's killed Marie, and then.

- That's it for him.
- Mm.

- His nose is the first
thing to start bleeding,

then his ears, and by then it's too late.

- He keels over.

- And when your boyfriend rings back,
he's going to confirm it.

- How?

- Well, he's carrying a smoker, okay?

You lurch sideways, cigarettes fall out.

But it's not the cigarette
packet that makes a noise

when it hits the ground.
(Nicola gasps)

What else do smokers carry in your pocket
when you're a smoker?

- The lighter, the
cigarette lighter's heavy,

so he would have known that
something had fallen out

of Marie's pocket.
(phone rings)

He would've gone, Peter?

It's a lighter, isn't it?

There was a cigarette
lighter in Glen's pocket.

- Yes, how did you know?

- Glen killed Marie, Marie killed Glen.

♪ Mm, mm, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪

♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪

- I've gotta go.
♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪

I'll call you back.
♪ Dah, dah ♪

♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪

- Charlie, this is bad.

- No, no, I thought that was rather good.
- No, no, this is bad. This is bad.

If Glen killed Marie
and Marie killed Glen,

who's trying to kill us?

(dramatic music)

(heads clicking)

(tool scraping)

Maybe we should just get a new door.

- No, no, no there's
life in the old girl yet.

- Charlie, once you've scraped
off all those burnt bits,

it's going to be more of a louvre.

- It's bizarre, Glen killed
Marie and Marie killed Glen,

but Glen didn't go to Marie's house,

pack her things and dump
her car, he was dead.

I'm just saying.

And now someone thinks you know something.

- Yeah, we don't.

- You do, you don't
know you know something,

but you know something.

(curious music)

- Yeah, maybe they're right.

Come on.
- Huh, what?

- Glen didn't kill Marie
in a fit of passion.

It wasn't a lovers' tiff gone wrong,

'cause if it was, it'd be over.

Marie knew something that got her killed.

It's the only explanation
that makes sense.

- Am I coming, too?

- No, but thanks, (kisses) good.

- Right.

- I've got nothing to say to you.

- Stephan, please, I can't tell you

how sorry I am about Marie.

I know how much she meant to you.

We think she knew something

that got her killed.

And whoever wanted to shut her up

is now trying to hurt us.

- Yeah, on the night she died,

what would have made her
leave a pregnant hippo

and go to the cheetah bay?

- I don't know.

- Did she confide anything or?

- Did she indicate anything

or did she reveal by her mood-

- We were close, okay?

If she knew something,
she would have told me.

Marie blamed Glen for
everything when they broke up.

Past that, I don't know anything.

- Okay, thanks.

(curious music)

- Well, that didn't get us much.

(engine roars)
Are you kidding?

- What? Marie was angry.

We knew that already.

- Charlie, we learnt something vital.

- What?

- Well, figure it out.

- [Charlie] I'm pretty smart, you know.

I've worked a lot of stuff out before.

And you're very pretty and
you have fabulous hair.

- Alright, well, tell me
what we learned back there.

- Okay, we learnt that
Marie didn't know something

that got her killed,
she only suspected it.

It was something about Glen.

On the night she died, she
went to the cheetah bay

to talk to Glen because she had a feeling.

But she didn't tell anyone
where she was going,

and she didn't seek protection
because she didn't know

that she was in danger.

- She didn't know Glen would kill her.

- Exactly, but she had her suspicions.

Whoever tried to burn our
house down thinks we know

what those suspicions were.

- Yes, I see.

- So we're looking for clues.

- No, no, Nic, I see what
it was that Marie suspected.

- Marie was a hippo keeper,

right?
- Mm.

- None of these animals are hippos.

(Nicola hums)

There's something else about
these pictures as well.

- What?

- Come on.

(dramatic music)

- [Nicola] Larry.

- I'm quitting this job.

- We found these at Marie's house.
- They're from our website.

- [Charlie] What do
they all have in common?

- I took them?

- The reason for the new fences.

You said it yourself, all
these animals are missing.

They were stolen.

- It's about animal smuggling.

- Hang on.

- Marie saw a pattern in the way

that animals were
disappearing from the zoo,

and she worked out it
had to be an inside job.

- Nicola, this is speculation-

- She had photographs of
all the missing animals.

She must have mulled over
what had happened to them.

She came to suspect her own boyfriend.

- Glen?
- Yeah.

- You think Glen was-

- Maybe he spent too much time snooping

around the pregnant hippo, who knows?

But he had plenty of reasons
to look into animal transport,

crates and so on, under the
guise of his African trip.

These animals, they're
worth tens of thousands.

- Yeah, but Marie made
a fatal blunder, right?

She confronted Glen, it got nasty,

he killed her, he buried her.

But your turn.

- He had an accomplice, an offsider.

Someone he could trust.

Someone that he was in
on the smuggling with.

So he calls up this offsider,

"Oh, my God, I've killed Marie.

We need to make it look
like she's done a runner

in a hurry."

But the plan went wrong
because Glen didn't know

that he was dying.

- So who's the accomplice?

- That's your job.

Look up the phone records.

- Oh, we already did.

There were no phone calls made

from the cheetah attendant's bay

or from Glen's mobile phone.

I'm sorry, Nic, really.

The night Glen and Marie
died, there were no-

- The phone in Larry's office.

Glen must have used that phone

when he was in there taking
Larry's migraine tablets.

The phone was the only thing out of place

in Larry's office the
morning after the murders.

- It was off-center.

- The twisty cord.

- Yeah, not the way someone
like Larry would leave things.

So whoever Glen called from
that phone before he died,

that's the guy you're after.

- I think I know who it is.

You check the records,
but I think I know, yeah.

There was only one person
it could have been.

- There's only one person
knew where Marie was buried.

Lorcan took us on a tour of the zoo,

and on the way he was checking to see

what Glen had done with Marie's body,

making sure that Glen had hidden her well.

- Yeah, he found a packet of cigarettes.

He told us that a tourist dropped them,

but he knew they were Marie's.

- Mm, and it was Lorcan
that overheard us asking

to look for my watch.

He must have twigged that we
were actually going to look

for clues and got scared.

- Yeah, so he tried to
take us out of the picture

by trying to burn down our house.

- God.

- Well done, helmet head.

We'll make an Englishman of you yet.

- Thanks, Reg, I suppose

you'll be seeing Nakatindi home now.

- [Larry] Come on, we have work to do.

Well, thanks again, Nicola, Charlie.

- Remember us won't you, Peter,

when they promote you to storm trooper

for solving this case?

- Huh, right.

- Interesting fact.
- Yes?

- The Ugandan colobus monkey has no thumb.

- No thumb?
- No thumb at all.

- This is to make up for
the ruined safari night.

- Really, oh, thank you.
- Mm.

(mellow music)

- [Charlie] Oh.

- [Jess] It was her idea. I'd
never even heard of 'Daktari'.

- Is it the right one?

There's a tiger on the
front and lion on the back?

- There it is.
- Hmm.

- You know, you're pretty attractive

for a woman, it's fantastic.

- Do you wanna go to the shed

and reenact some scenes from it?

- I have no idea what
that means, but sure.

You be Judy, and I'll be Clarence.

(mellow music continues)

(door slams)

(mysterious music)

(dramatic music)