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# You can take the boy
from the country

# But you can't take
the country from him

# You can lead the cow
to the water... #

WOMAN: Oh, wow, Gav, look at this.

Oh, God.

Well, here it is, home sweet home.

Yeah, not too shabby, I suppose.

It looks like summat
out of a magazine.

You and Cherry are so lucky, Gav.

Oh, I can't believe you're both
here!

Oh, look at your tan!

So jealous.
And you. Come here, you big idiot.

Hey, I didn't fly 5,000 miles
to get insulted.

So, listen, plan for today is -
quick glass of bubbly

and then, if you're up for it,
we'll hit the beach. Yeah.

I just bought a couple of Jet Skis

if you want to take 'em
for a test drive.

Oh, yeah, I'd be well up for that,
mate.

Woohoo!

Whoo!

Hey, I think I've just died
and gone to heaven.

Honestly, do you ever
get used to living like this?

I don't know.
Ask me again in ten years.

So, what about you two?
How are things since the big win?

Oh, moving out here
was just what we needed.

Honestly, hon, me and Gav are rock
solid.

DISTANT LAUGHTER AND CONVERSATION

Quite a lot of mossies though.
Yeah, you get used to them.

It's funny.

She don't change, does she? Lady
of the manor and all she surveys.

Er, did I hear my name mentioned?

Only with the utmost love and
respect, Ms Lotto.

Yeah, well, it better have been.

Right. Who wants another glass
before bed?

Oh, yes, please.
Yeah? Gimme that.

Are the guests not up yet?

They've already gone into town
to check out the market.

Dan'll be back soon -
we're booked in at this spa.

HE SIGHS
I'm not sure I can do this
for much longer, Cherry,

pretending all the time.

I mean, it's a bloody farce.

Don't be like that, Gav.

I'm telling you, Craig,
there was a tension.

Just summat that weren't right,
do you know what I mean?

Just seemed like
same old Gavin and Cherry to me.

Hey, Dan, what do you think?

LAUGHING: You look ridiculous.
Take 'em off.

HE CHUCKLES

Right, nearly half past.
I'm gonna go.

All right, see you.

Thank you. Bye.

Cherry, I'm back. You ready?

Cherry?

Cherry?

Oh, God.

Oh, God...

Cherry?

Please! Please!

Oh, God, Cherry...

Oh, God, no...

LINE RINGS

Craig, get back here. It's Cherry.

SOBBING: She's dead, Craig.

I think someone did it to her.

DOOR CLOSES

FOOTSTEPS

I just...I just heard footsteps,
Craig.

I think whoever did this
is still here.

Dan, just get out of there now.

Get back here
and we'll call the police.

OK, I'm going, I'm going.

Yeah, quick as you can, yeah?

THUD AND CRASH

Dan, what was that noise?

Danielle? Love?

Please! Tell me what's happening.

Speak to me!
BOTTLE RATTLES

Dan? Danielle!

FADING OUT: Speak to me...

JP: Mrs Mackenzie?

Dan?

Dan, love, it's me. Dan, sweetheart.
Wake up, love.

Mrs Mackenzie?

Can you hear me OK?
Dan?

Dan, are you all right?
Mrs Mackenzie?

I'm Sergeant Hooper
from Saint Marie Police.

Are you OK?
GROANING: Yeah.

You had me so worried just now.

It's all right. I'm OK.

Look, your husband said
that you saw a body.

Are you up to showing me where?

Yeah, OK.

She... She's gone.

She was right there,
I swear she was.

The missing body belongs
to Cheryl Jackson,

also known as Cherry.

She lives here alone
with her husband, Gavin.

Now, the two witnesses
are Craig and Danielle Mackenzie.

They are friends
visiting over from England.

Snazzy villa! Mm. Have they got
a bob or two, these Jacksons?

Eight million, to be precise, sir.

About a year back, they won
the lottery back in the UK.

Really? Blimey, the lottery?

You know, the odds of winning that
are 45 million to one.

Statistically speaking, I've got
more chance of being made a saint.

That's good to know, sir.

I wonder if there's ever been
a Saint Neville.

So, where's the husband now?

We're not sure.

His car was gone.

We've left a message on his phone.

OK.

After you, Sarge.
Thanks.

Good afternoon. I'm Detective
Inspector Neville Parker.

This is DS Florence Cassell.

I'm really sorry,

but do you think you'd be OK
to go over it one more time?

OK?
Yeah.

Um...

Yeah, I got back around half ten.

Cherry had organised
for us to go to a spa,

and that's when I seen her...
lying in the garden...

..like she'd been dragged there.

Oh, God.

It was awful, just seeing her eyes
just staring out like that.

Sorry.

Any visible signs of injury
when you checked her?

Yeah, there was, um...

..no sign of a pulse...

Cherry?

..and she also had some red
fingermarks on her neck.

FLORENCE: And whoever did it to her
was still here?

Yeah, I heard somebody in the house,

so I made my way outside,

and that's when I got hit
on the back of the head.

There was an empty champagne bottle
on the floor where we found her.

Next thing I remember
is Craig and you, Sergeant,

waking me up here.
GAVIN: Hello? Cherry?

That's Gavin.

I should speak to him. It's better
that he hears it from me.

Thank you.

So, the killer knocked out
Mrs Mackenzie

so they could dispose of the body.

We'll need to start a search.
Hmm.

There's a guy we use
who has a tracker dog.

I'll give him a call.

OK. And we need to take a look
at that crime scene.

JP, can you go door to door,

see if the neighbours saw
or heard anything?

Sir. Thanks.

Listen, buddy...
SPEECH FADES

Definite signs of a disturbance,

which suggests the victim was
assaulted here

and then dragged outside.

Sir? JP's right.

There's faint traces of
a tyre track near the gate -

assume it belongs to a car or a van.

But not enough to get a cast off?
No.

Any cameras?

It's pretty secluded down there.

So the killer was able to load
the body into their vehicle unseen.

Which is what they
must have been doing

when Danielle came back
and interrupted them.

Despite the odds, people do win,
sir.

You just have to be lucky.

Yeah...

But where's the fun in that?
It's pure chance.

Give me a pub quiz over a lottery
any day of the week,

something that challenges
the brain power.

And what do we win in your quiz?

A round of drinks on the house

and a "10% off" voucher
for Sunday lunch.

Wow.

I think I know which I'd rather
have. JP: Sir.

Yes, JP?
So...

..a neighbour heard the victim
and her husband argue

at about ten o'clock this morning.

CHERRY: There's no going back now.
We're over!

Said that it sounded like
Cherry was wanting a divorce.

I've had enough, right?
I want a divorce.

And it's not the first time
that's happened.

Apparently, they've been arguing
quite a lot over the last few weeks.

Anything else from the witness?

Yeah. Once the argument
had died down,

he noticed Gavin leave
the house at 10.25

and drive away in his car.

That was only a few minutes

before Danielle returned
and found Cherry's body outside.

Yeah, I got back around half ten.

We need to talk to him.

And, JP, see if you
can arrange the lab

to check his car
for traces of Cherry's body.

All right, sir.
Thanks.

GAVIN: Look, it's not been easy.

Moving to a foreign country,
starting a new life - it's tough.

And I admit, it's caused
some friction between us.

This morning, we were both hungover.

Tetchy.

Didn't take much to...
to light the touchpaper.

Where did you drive to when you
left the house this morning?

I don't recall.

You don't recall?

You don't seriously think
that I killed her, do you?

Well, it's just Cherry
was found dead

minutes after you were seen
leaving the house.

And we suspect whoever did it

parked round the back of the
property to move the body.

And now you can't remember
where you went or what you did?

You can see how this looks.

Actually, I'm sorry, I do remember.

I went to a cafe just
a few minutes from here,

down by Plage des Palmiers.

I went there, had a coffee -
just to clear my head.

I forgot. That's where I went.

Yeah, I know Mr Jackson.

Him was here this morning.

You sure he was here? Gavin Jackson?

Comes in pretty often,

normally with the rest
of the local cycle club members.

What time was this?

Half ten on the dot.

I noticed the time, cos them
usually in closer to lunchtime.

But it was just Mr Jackson
on his own today.

And what time did he leave?
About 12, maybe just after.

You're absolutely positive
he was here the whole time,

between 10.30 and 12?

Sure.

Kept an eye on him, you know,

cos you got to look after
your regulars, right?

It's impossible for him
to have been in two places at once.

It can't have been Gavin
that did it.

But then why was he acting
so suspiciously?

And why did he appear to pluck
his alibi out of thin air?

But he stayed at the cafe,

so when on earth could
he have disposed of the body?

Let's see what forensics
find in his car.

JP: So, I checked the back gate
for prints,

and the only set that I could
get a match for were Gavin's.

Also, the dog handler could only
confirm what we already suspected -

the scent went cold down by the
track at the back of the house.

So it does look like the body
was loaded into a vehicle

before being driven away,

even if we have no idea
where it was taken.

Sir, I think Gavin was telling
the truth about finding it hard

to settle on the island,

certainly for Cherry.

Oh, yeah?

I've been through her diary
and mobile phone contacts.

Cherry really didn't know
many people here.

No close friends to speak of?

Well, if she was living
a life of isolation,

then that leaves suspects
thin on the ground.

The only people she had any history
with are these three -

Gavin the husband...

Who we've already ruled out.
Yeah.

And then her friends
Craig and Danielle.

What do we know about these two?

Both born and raised
in the north of England...

..in Old-ham?

Oldham, my neck of the woods.
Been married 12 years. Two kids.

Craig works as a delivery driver
and Danielle manages a hair salon.

Do we know how they became
acquainted with the Jacksons?

It seems they were next-door
neighbours for about eight years.

So before Gavin and Cherry
hit the jackpot and moved out here.

JP, what were their movements
on the morning of the murder?

OK... Right, so they'd been
shopping here, in Honore.

Danielle got a taxi
back to the villa,

arriving at half past ten
to find Cherry dead.

Craig stayed in town having
a drink in Ziggy's Bar

until he got a call from
his wife about Cherry.

Love?

Which means neither of them
could have killed Cherry either.

So, then, who did?

Yeah.

And where's the body?

Good evening, Commissioner.

Inspector, I thought
I'd come and break the good news.

Marlon here has passed

his initial two-week
basic police training.

It's crazy, man. I've never passed
anything in my life.

Well, to be honest,

I never really sat an exam either,
so...

Good for you. Congratulations.
Yes, well done.

JP: Mm.

All of which means, as of tomorrow,

Trainee Officer Pryce
is the latest addition to your team,

on a probationary basis.

Oh, we all look forward
to working with you. Don't we?

Absolutely.
Mm.

MARLON: Not as much as
I'm looking forward

to working with my old pal,
Sergeant Hooper.

I believe that Trainee Officer Pryce
will have a suspected murder

to get his teeth into.
That's right.

Seriously? I got a murder
to investigate on my first day?

That's so cool, man.

Well, that's not quite
the appropriate language,

but we can iron out those kinks
as we go along, can't we, JP?

Let's hope so.

Um, if you will all excuse us,

I'd like a word in private
with DS Cassell.

Oh.

NEVILLE: Anyone for a beer
at Catherine's?

JP: Thanks, but I'm gonna head
home.

Sir?
Hmm.

I am aware that tomorrow
is the anniversary

and it's your first time on
the island since you lost Patrice.

If you need some time to yourself...

No, I think all I want to do
is focus on my work

and just keep myself busy.

Whatever you think is best.

I hope it goes without saying,
but...

..I'm here if you need me.

Thank you, sir.

Have a good evening.

I don't know if I can stay here,
Craig.

I think we should get a hotel.
What are you on about?

I think Gavin did it.

I think he killed Cherry.

That's crazy, love. All these
things that I know about 'em,

about Gavin and Cherry,
things I've not told you.

DOOR CLOSES

Morning!

Morning, sir.

All good?

All good, yeah.

ENGINE STARTS

I'm just not quite sure what
I'm supposed to be listening for.

I need to know
what's going on in there, JP.

I'm a week overdue,

and I want to know if those babies
are thinking of showing themselves

any time soon.

Right.

Yeah, OK, of course.

CLEARS THROAT

OK, what exactly does that sound
like, do you think?

Oh, whoa, whoa,
what you doing down there, man?

STAMMERING: She's not giving birth,
is she?

Because I did not sign up
for all of that.

No, she's not, Marlon.

This is Rosey, my wife.

Oh, right.

And relax.

Seems these babies
are going nowhere.

It's nice to meet you, Mrs Hooper.

You know, pregnancy
really suits you.

You've got a real glow
about you, you know?

Nice to meet you too, Marlon.

Right. I'm going to go see
Catherine,

see if she's got any spicy curry -
maybe that'll get 'em moving.

OK. Good luck.

All right.

You're late.

It's nine o'clock.

Oh, right. Well, I thought

there was an "8.30 for 9.30" kind of
vibe you had going on here.

No, Marlon, it's an "8.30 for 8.30"
kind of vibe.

All right. Well, note to self.

Sit.

HE SIGHS

Look, Marlon, I get that you aren't
here because you want to be here.

And I see that you're
only doing this scheme

to keep yourself out of prison.

And I can't particularly say
that I'm thrilled

that, well, my new partner is you,

but I reckon we're both grown-ups,

so how about we put
the past behind us

and make a fresh start of it?
Look, JP,

I got to make it work, so...

Yeah. I'm on your side, all right?

All right.

PHONE RINGS

Want to take your first call?

Oh, yeah, sure thing.
CLEARS THROAT

Yo, wha gwan? Officer Pryce...

Saint Marie Police.
Sergeant Hooper speaking.

All right.
Well, we'll be right there.

Sorry.

Sir, it sounds like the victim's
body has turned up

down at the harbour.

OK, we'll meet you there.
All right.

Do I have to get in this thing?

Yeah, you don't have a choice.

Sergeant Hooper,

you're doing nothing
for my reputation right now.

Argh!

JP GRUNTS

WHISPERS: Come on, man.

Argh.

HE SUCKS TEETH

Any time now, Sergeant.

It's fine.

It's fine. It's fine.

Ready when you are, Sergeant.

NEVILLE: We'll have to get
the husband down

to do a positive identification,

but I think we can safely say
that this is our victim.

Poor woman. Her face looks so pale.

You know, Marlon,

why don't you help me set up
the cordon over there, yeah?

Victim's body was found
tangled in a fishing net

about a mile out to sea.

Fishermen who found her said
that the currents here are too weak

to have carried it that far
on their own.

So whoever disposed of the body
did so using a boat.

Danielle was right about
there being fingermarks on her neck.

Look.

Possible cause of death is
strangulation.

And one of her earrings
is missing. Huh.

Did we find the other earring
at the crime scene yesterday?

No, sir.
Huh.

In the victim's left pocket
was a single white shoelace.

What was she wearing on her feet
yesterday? Do we know?

Yes, sandals, according to Gavin.

Why does she have a single white
shoelace in her pocket?

Hmm.

So, whoever killed her drove her
body from the crime scene

down here to the harbour

before using a boat to
dump it in the sea.

Which means they either
own a boat or borrowed one.

We'll get JP and Marlon
to ask around.

I've been going through
the victim's emails,

and the most striking thing is
there was no communication

between Danielle and Cherry
for close to a year.

Really?
Yep.

But I thought they were best
friends. Exactly.

And what about her phone records?
I just checked.

Same thing - no contact for a year,
until the first phone call

between them,
which was only about a month ago.

But this is where
it gets really interesting.

The last email that was sent
to Cherry in January 2020,

before they stopped communicating,
was from Craig.

And what does it say?

"We have turned to you for help.

"And your refusal to even
consider it feels like

"we've been stabbed in the back.

"While all I feel is anger,
Danielle is left heartbroken.

"You both deserve
to rot in hell for this."

Not a man to mince your words,
are you, Craig?

We did a little digging to see

what was happening in your lives
round this time.

And it turned out that you had to
declare your then-business bankrupt

to the tune of £120,000.

Not long after your friends
had just won the lottery, right?

Cherry refused to bail you out,
didn't she?

Eight years of friendship
down the pan.

For what?

A piddling 120 grand?

And they're sitting there
with eight million?

It must have been very upsetting.

It was Dan who it hit the hardest.

Her and Cherry were so close.

It just got to her,
stressed her out.

She stopped sleeping,
suffered from insomnia...

Still struggles with it, even now.

And yet here you are,

holidaying with
the very people who let you down.

I know how it looks, but...

..that's why Cherry rang Danielle
a month ago - to apologise.

She invited us out here so she
could try and make up for it all.

It's a pretty toxic email,
Mr Mackenzie.

Are you absolutely sure you were
willing to forgive and forget?

If you're asking me
whether I had a motive, then...

..yeah, I did.

But in case you didn't notice,

I was in a bar on the other side
of town when it happened.

With witnesses.

So if it was me who killed Cherry,

how the hell did I do it?

JP: OK, I'll see you later.

All right.

Oh, hey, Sarge.
I was just grabbing some lunch.

You know, I'm not used
to early mornings,

so I kind of missed breakfast.

Yes, Marlon. But do you think

maybe you should've asked me
permission

before you break for lunch?

Right, OK. Lesson learned, Sarge.

Lesson learned.

Mm! This place does
the best swordfish fritters!

I'm coming here every day for lunch.

You OK, Sarge?

You look like you're getting
all worked up,

like somebody's annoyed you.

Has somebody annoyed you, Sarge?

Marlon...

We're in the middle of a murder
case.

We're still trying to find the boat

that was used to dump our victim's
body.

Oh, yeah, I know.
I already know that.

What?

Yeah. I know the name of the boat
that dumped the body at sea.

It's, um...

..Caribbean Princess.

It was like the very first guy
I spoke to told me.

What are the chances of that, eh?

Oh!

Just...

Oh!

Marlon spoke to a couple of guys
who were fishing off the shore

in the early hours of this morning.

They saw a boat in the distance,
but it was dark, so

they reckoned whoever it was

hadn't seen them.
Then what happened?

Well, they saw somebody come out of

the cabin and lift something heavy
over the edge and into the water.

And this is the same boat they saw?

Caribbean Princess.
Do we know who owns it?

Well, it's not registered
on this island,

but this mooring's available
to all visitors.

And no-one's seen anyone
on board since,

or anyone coming and going from it?

Locked.

JP, my bag, please.

And one of her earrings is missing.

Cherry's missing earring.

This boat was definitely used
to dump her body.

Yeah. JP, can you and Marlon
notify the harbour authorities?

This boat is now officially
a crime scene.

Yes, sir.
We're also going to need a warrant

to get access to that cabin
and search it.

Marlon, your first lead. Well done.

Thanks.

Mrs Mackenzie,
what can we do for you?

Some things that you need to know
about Cherry and Gavin.

All Cherry's ever wanted is kids,
since I've known her,

but it couldn't happen
for her and Gav.

Just was never going to work -

she wasn't made for having
children, if you get me.

I think that's the reason

why she didn't lend us
the money that we wanted.

But what does this have to do
with the murder?

Are you suggesting Gavin did it?

When Cherry rang saying she wanted
me and Craig to come and visit,

I knew things had got worse.

In what way?

I just...I just knew she wasn't
herself.

And what about when you got here?

That first evening, me and Cherry
were getting ready in the bedroom...

He's changed, Dan, he...

He only cares about the money.

He'd do anything to take all of it.

Anything.

I tried to get her
to explain what she meant,

but when she finally calmed down,
she just clammed up.

And when she said,
"He'd do anything..."

..do you think she meant murder?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I just remember the look
in her eyes.

She was really scared.

So, once again,

the spotlight falls
on Cherry's husband, Gavin.

But we know he can't be the killer.

Melea Lewis verified
he was at her cafe

the exact same time the killer
was interrupted by Danielle.

THUD

But he was witnessed
having an argument with Cherry

on the morning of her murder.

There's no going back now!

And he was seen
leaving the house only minutes

before Danielle returned
and discovered Cherry's body.

I mean...

..it has to be him.

Except it can't be.

HE SIGHS

Hey, it's me.

I know we said we
wouldn't make contact

while the investigation
is going on, but...

..I think we need to talk.

None of Cherry's shoes at the house
were missing a lace, were they?

No, I don't think so.

Hmm...

Why was that lace on her body?

So, fancy a drink at Catherine's
tonight?

We could work out
the next thing to tick off

my Caribbean to-do list tonight.

Tonight's maybe not good for me,
but maybe another time?

Sure. It was just an idea.

Oh, JP, how'd you get on at the
courthouse? The clerk reckons

we should have the search warrant
by the morning.

That damn bike nearly broke down
again on the way back.

I'm going to get Marlon
to take it to the garage.

All right, tell Winston
we need it back first thing.

Here's $80 - should be more than
enough.

Totally. No problem.
You can trust me.

Right. Well, I need to
get back to Rosey.

Look, Marlon, please make sure
it's at the garage

before it closes, yes?

Yeah, no worries, man.

Go and see that beautiful
wife of yours.

HE SUCKS TEETH
All right.

Cassius, my man. It's Marlon.

Yeah, yeah, I'm really good.
I'm really good.

Listen, any chance I could use
your tool kit?

I've got a few...repairs I need to
do, you know?

Officially, the next task

is to learn more about
Saint Marie's history,

and a visit to the island's museums
does rather appeal.

I used to love going to museums
when I was a kid.

I'd always buy a souvenir pencil
from the gift shop.

I amassed quite a collection,
actually - close to 100.

Hey, I think I've got some photos.

Oh.

I do worry that visiting the local
museums might be a bit...

Boring?
Well, I was going to say touristy.

I feel like maybe I'm not really
embracing the Caribbean spirit.

You know what you should do?

You should pick up bachata dancing.

What's bachata dancing?

Oh, comes from
the Dominican Republic.

It's very sexy and
incredibly sensual.

I don't really think I can do sexy,
Catherine, or sensual.

Certainly not both at the same time.

I could be your dance partner.

I found my pictures of the pencils.

As you can see,
I've categorised them

into groups of five. Oh.

Fascinant.

Oh, I meant to ask,
how was Florence today?

Must have been hard for her, no?

How do you mean?
It's the anniversary.

Two years ago,
she lost her fiance, Patrice.

I thought she would
have mentioned it.

No, she never said anything.

Excuse me, I'm looking for Florence.

Thank you.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Sir?

What are you doing here?

I had no idea what today was,

and I feel awful
about not saying anything.

So I just came to, uh,
pay my respects...

..say I'm really sorry
for what happened.

Um, yeah... Uh...

I'll leave you to your thoughts.

Would you...

..stay a moment?

Um, yeah. Yeah, sure.

You know, I've been standing here,

thinking how I can begin
looking forward,

how I can show that
I'm ready to do that.

I think...

..maybe I need to say goodbye
to the things that hold me back.

Say goodbye?

Yes.

Throw it in the sea, like a ritual.

That's pretty extreme, Florence.

But perhaps that's what I need.

Except something inside
is stopping me.

I could do it for you, if you like.

Would you? Well, only if you
really, really wanted me to.

Yeah.

Yeah, OK.

I guess sometimes the only thing
to do is rip the plaster off.

SHE GASPS

Oh, my God, you did it.

What? You told me to!

Yes, but I didn't think
you actually would!

Was it too soon?

Yes, maybe. Yes.

I didn't even think...
I didn't think you...

It's lucky I didn't do it,
then, isn't it?

It was just a coin, Florence.

The old switcheroo.

I don't think
you can just rip the plaster off

when you're letting someone go.

But now that you know what it feels
like to throw that away...

..maybe doing something less
extreme will feel easier.

Yeah, I think I'll put it in a box,
in a drawer.

Yeah.

That was a cheeky move.
Well...

You know...

JP: I hear what you're saying,
Mr Goolaman,

and I promise you we'll be there
as soon as we can,

but we are in the middle
of a murder case right now...

OK, well, you have a good day, Mr...

LINE BEEPS

HE SUCKS TEETH

You know, Eldrick Goolaman
is the bane of my life.

And who is Eldrick Goolaman?

He's a grumpy old goat,
that's who he is.

He owns a watermelon farm
on the north side of the island,

always complaining
about one thing or the other.

Today it's fly-tipping
on the beach near his house.

Do you want to go check it out?

No, no, no. We have a boat to search
and dust for prints. All right?

Mr Goolaman can wait.

So, did Winston get the bike fixed?
Uh, yeah.

Yeah. He said it was something to do
with the crankshaft, I don't know.

But it worked fine
when I picked it up.

And how much was it?
Get any change from the $80?

Actually, er, no.

No, it was exactly $80.
Oh, really?

Well, lucky I gave you
the right amount, then.

Ho! Yes.

Wasn't it just?

Morning, sir.
Morning.

So, the postmortem is in.

It confirms Cherry died of
asphyxiation due to strangulation.

And because the body was
in the water for some time,

it's hard to get
a specific time of death.

Hmm.

How did you get on over at the lab
with Gavin Jackson's car?

Well, we found traces of DNA fibres
and hairs from the victim,

but nothing to prove
that they were deposited

after she was murdered.

That said, I did find something of
interest in the glove compartment.

This guidebook.

On first glance,
nothing of relevance or interest

to our case. But if you
take a quick flick through,

there was this.

But Cherry wasn't pregnant.

It would have been picked up
in the postmortem.

So whose baby is it?

I hear congratulations are in order.

The hospital confirmed
the baby's yours.

MELEA: We were just friends,
first of all.

Got to chatting when he come in
the caf, kind of hit it off.

Then Gavin starts staying on
after I close up for the day.

So you grew close, the two of you?

We fell in love.

And when you both found out you
were pregnant, what was the plan?

Did Cherry know?

We were told she asked for a divorce
the morning of the murder.

Was this why?

Gavin told her a few days ago,

but he thinks she already
worked it out.

She took it badly, I assume.

Having failed to conceive for years
with the man she loved,

him running off and having
a baby with another woman -

that must've hurt.

Gavin wanted them to agree
to an amicable parting,

an equal split of everything.

But Cherry said she'd fight him
for every penny.

And how did Gavin take that?

She got under his skin, you know,
got him all riled up.

Melea, when we first questioned you,

you covered up your relationship
with Gavin Jackson.

Were there any other lies
you told us that day?

Like his alibi?

Was Mr Jackson really here at 10.30
on the morning of the murder?

He phoned me around lunchtime,

told me what happened
and that you'd be paying me a visit.

The police are on their way.
Asked me to lie.

I need you to tell them I was at
your cafe this morning around 10.30.

But him swore he didn't kill Cherry.

Melea, I promise,
everything's going to be all right.

I swear to you, I'll make good
for you and the baby, OK?

Gavin Jackson.

I'm arresting you on suspicion
of the murder of Cheryl Jackson.

I'll get you a glass of water.

Any fingerprints on the boat?

Whole thing had been
cleaned up real good.

And it was completely empty inside -
nothing in there at all.

JP not around? He had to go deal
with some fly-tipping

over at Canary Beach -

some old guy called Mr Goolaman
was giving him hassle about it.

Well, how do you fancy observing
your first-ever suspect interview?

Oh, definitely, sir.
Come on.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Marlon...

WHISPERING: When I said observe,
I meant to observe from a distance.

Oh.

My bad, sir. Sorry.

Sorry.

So, Mr Jackson,
as I believe you're now aware,

Melea Lewis has confirmed
that you were not at her cafe

from 10.30 to midday
on the morning of the murder.

You want to tell us where you were
during that period?

I just went for a drive

to clear my head after the
argument that I'd had with Cherry.

Anywhere someone
might have seen you?

Why did you ask Melea Lewis
to lie and give you a false alibi?

Cos I were panicky.

I already knew that you was looking
at me as though I'd done it,

because of the argument
that we'd had that morning,

I just thought that you'd move on
and look at someone else

if I gave you an alibi.

You also kept from us the fact
you'd been having an affair and were

about to divorce Cherry. Could have
been costly for you, that.

PHONE RINGS

Course, she won't see a penny now,
will she? Not now that she's dead.

Honore Police station.

Please, just listen to me.

Whatever was wrong between me and
Cherry, I would never kill her. Sir.

It's JP. Says it's important.

I'm going to have to take
you back to the cells, Mr Jackson.

Yes, JP?

Sir, I'm up at the Canary Beach,

and initially I thought
that it was just the usual rubbish

that washes up on shore.

But there's a whole load
of women's clothes

that's been dumped at sea.

Right?

Now, one of the bags didn't split,
so I opened it up, and...

JP CHUCKLES

..there's a crazy amount of cash
in here, sir, and a passport.

But check this - it has a photo
of Cherry Jackson inside.

Really?
Mm-hm.

With a different name on it.

Caroline Fisher.

Caroline Fisher?
Inspector!

Where is Sergeant Hooper?
It seems he's required.

Oh, my goodness. Is it happening?

I think it's really happening.

I was passing when I saw Mrs Hooper
in need of assistance.

ROSEY: Is JP not here?
Where is he?!

JP, leave everything that's
on the beach. We'll sort it.

You need to get yourself
over to the hospital right now.

It's baby time.

ROSEY GROANS

I'm sorry, Mr Goolaman,

but my wife's going into labour

and I really need to be there.

OK. OK.

Breathe.

HE BREATHES FORCEFULLY

OK. OK.

ENGINE SPUTTERS

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

No!

Come on!

HE GRUNTS

Oh!

Hey, Mr Goolaman!

Stop. Wait for me!

Contractions are three minutes
apart, so I think it won't be long.

Where's JP? I need to see JP.
Get him here now!

Um, yeah, let me get you an ETA on
that.

JP: Yeah, there's been
a bit of a minor delay,

but I'll be there
as soon as I can, OK?

Mr Goolaman,
does this thing go any faster?!

ROSEY: A hiccup?
Why is there a hiccup?

I don't need hiccups right now.

NEVILLE: Oh, did I say a hiccup?
There's no hiccup.

JP's going to be here any minute.

Why is she not letting go of my
hand, sir? It really hurts!

Best you just go with it.

Oh, oh!
Only the husband from here.

MARLON SIGHS

ROSEY GASPS
OK, Mrs Hooper, I really think

you should let go of my hand now
cos I'm not the father, you see.

Argh! Just stop talking!

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK,
I'll stop talking.

Thank you very much, Mr Goolaman!
I owe you one.

Uh, uh... Maternity ward?

Has it happened yet?
Not yet,

but I think it's about to.

ROSEY MOANS LOUDLY

Oh, boy.

Go on.

HE CLEARS THROAT

ROSEY MOANS
OK, just keep breathing now, OK?

Marlon, what the...?!
Oh...

BOTH: Thank God you're here, JP.

When this is over, we're going
to have words about that bike, OK?

Hey. Oh!

OK. Oh.

Everybody...

Rosey's just given birth
to two little girls.

Ha!

Mother and babies

are doing really well.
I'm so pleased for you and Rosey.

Congratulations.
Yeah, good on you both.

Oh, it's just the most
amazing thing ever.

You know, like seeing a new life
come into the world,

two new lives.

A new life?

Is that what you just said?

A new life coming into the world?

Yes, sir. That's what I said.

Yeah, there was no sign of a pulse.

Well, if that's what we're dealing
with, then...

Oh, God.

..then everything
we think we know is...

THUD

..and can only be wrong, then.

It has a photo of Cherry Jackson
inside with a different name on it.

HE GASPS AND LAUGHS

JP, I'm sorry.
I know you're pretty tied up,

but I don't suppose you've got
that passport that you found?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure, sir.

Yes!
Have you worked it all out, sir?

Yes, nearly.

I know exactly what happened.

I know how Cherry Jackson
was murdered.

I know how and when
her body was disposed of.

And I know why
all our suspects have alibis.

The only thing I don't know is
which one of them actually did it.

But I have a feeling this is going
to help us answer that question.

HE CHUCKLES

It's going to be all right.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Thank you all for being here.

Two days ago,
Cherry Jackson was murdered

and her body was moved
to a boat down in Honore Harbour.

Now, since you all have alibis
for the time at which Danielle

was knocked out and
the body was disposed of,

that means none of you
could have done it.

And now that we know the truth
of what happened,

I can confirm that, in fact,
none of you did do it.

CRAIG: What?

Because the person
who moved Cherry Jackson's body

was none other
than Cherry Jackson herself.

Feeling betrayed and devastated
by the news that her husband

was about to have a baby
with another woman,

Cherry wanted to enact revenge.

If Gavin and Melea were going
to have the one and only thing

that Cherry wanted in life,
a family...

Then Cherry decided she was
going to do whatever it takes

to deny them the happiness
that would bring.

So she came up with a plan.

A plan to not only potentially

destroy your and Melea's life,
Gavin,

but would also give her the chance
to escape her own sadness in life -

to run away and start again.

Let's go back to the beginning
of that day,

because everything that happened
that morning was planned to a T

to make it look like you, Gavin,
murdered your wife.

First, Cherry instigated
an argument with him,

loud enough for
the neighbours to hear.

Antagonising Gavin to such an extent

that he had no choice but
to storm off and clear his head,

leaving Cherry free

to set the stage to make it
look like he'd murdered her.

I can't be exactly sure,
but I assume she used

some sort of make-up
to give the appearance

of red fingermarks on her neck.

And then she came out to the garden,

knowing that within minutes
you, Danielle, would return.

We found this shoelace in her pocket
when we recovered the body.

It's been bothering me ever since.

Why was it there?

And then I realised.

She used it as a tourniquet
on her arm

to stop the blood flowing.

So that when you found her,
Danielle,

you'd check her pulse,
find there wasn't one

and assume the worst.
Oh, my God!

But Cherry wasn't dead.

And when you came inside
to call Craig,

she followed you in

and proceeded to
knock you unconscious.

Danielle?

Then Cherry made her exit

out the back of the garden,
leaving the gate wide open.

By the time the police arrived,

it would look as though the killer
had disposed of the body.

We found a trace of a tyre track
outside the gate.

We presumed it was the killer's car.

But now we believe that it was
Cherry's own getaway vehicle,

a moped or a motorbike.

Which she used to get herself
to the boat she had acquired,

where she had already
placed some clothes

and a fake passport,

ready to leave the island
and her old life for good.

And in theory, if that had happened,

then everyone would assume
that you, Gavin,

murdered your wife and hid her body.

Now, I can't be sure

whether you would have
been charged or not,

but it would have hung over you and
your family

for the rest of your life,

which, I guess,
is exactly what Cherry wanted -

to make sure that you,
Melea and your child

would not live happily ever after.

Hang on. Sorry. She did die, right?

Cherry's body was found.
Someone did murder her.

Someone did, Craig,
you're absolutely right.

I'm sorry to have
to tell you that...

..it was your wife Danielle
who murdered Cherry. What?

That's madness.

You think Dan did it?
You've got a screw loose, Detective.

If you didn't kill Cherry,
Mrs Mackenzie,

can you explain why your
fingerprints

are all over this passport?

Cherry's fake passport.

It's my belief that Cherry's plan

was to lie low in the boat
for the rest of the day

and then leave the island
under cover of darkness.

We knew that Cherry's body
had been on the boat, but now

we believe that
she was killed there,

not earlier in the morning
here at the house,

as we originally suspected.

So the killer must have been
in Honore Harbour that night.

Craig, you mentioned how
Danielle suffers from insomnia

when she's stressed.

She stopped sleeping,
suffered from insomnia...

And that night
when you both moved into the hotel,

you'd been knocked unconscious,

you thought you'd found
your friend dead...

I think you couldn't sleep,
Danielle.

You went for a walk.

You needed some air.

Danielle, we believe

you walked down to the harbour.

And that's when you saw her -
Cherry.

I imagine you were confused,

having genuinely believed
she was dead.

And that confusion
quickly turned to anger.

In that instant, you realised
that your best friend,

who'd already betrayed you once
in life, had done it again.

In that exact moment,
you suddenly understood

the one and only reason why she'd
invited you to this island.

It was to be a witness to
her own fake murder that morning

so you could confirm to
the police she was dead.

Cherry used you

and she betrayed you.

And you must have felt
that you meant nothing to her.

You lying cow!
I can explain.

Please explain!

Why would you do that, Cherry?
Why would you lie?

I don't understand! Why would you
lie? Why would you do that?

Why would you bring me over here
and do that? Why would you do that?

I don't understand!

I saw red. I was just so angry
at what she'd done.

SHE SOBS SOFTLY

I didn't mean to kill her.

With the body lying there,
you headed further out to sea

before throwing it over the side.

You then thoroughly
cleansed the boat of any evidence

that you'd been there.

Any fingerprints on the boat?

Whole thing had been cleaned up
real good.

You then bagged up the rest of her
clothes and the fake passport

and threw those over the side too.

I assume you thought that
if the boat was found

there'd be no evidence of Cherry
or her plans to disappear.

Unfortunately for you,
the sea then played its part

and washed them ashore,

revealing your one oversight,

which is how we found your
fingerprints

on Cherry's fake passport

and why we know that it can only
have been you that killed her.

I'm so sorry.

You idiot, Dan.

You bloody idiot.

SHE SNIFFS

I'll make the arrest.

I love you. I'm so sorry.

SHE SOBS

Do carry on. It's Trainee Officer
Pryce I want to see.

If you want to get in the car.

Are we going on a road trip, sir?

We're going to the courthouse,
where you will be processed

before being taken to prison.

Sorry, what did you say?

Sergeant Hooper updated me on your
little scam with the motorbike.

Come on, what do you take me for?

I wouldn't scam a fellow officer.

Marlon, we spoke to Winston
at the garage.

We know you pocketed the money

and did a bodge job
trying to fix it yourself.

All of which has made it
abundantly clear to me

you're not fit to continue
as a trainee officer.

Please, Commissioner Patterson,
just give me one more chance.

I'm begging you.
I don't want to go inside.

Why should I do that?

Now, um...get in the car.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Double or quits.

I beg your pardon?

Double or quits.

Give me one more chance
to prove I'm the right guy for this,

and if I let you down again,
I'll serve double my sentence.

Marlon, if I agree to this
and you make one more slip-up,

not only will your sentence
be twice as long,

there'll be no chance
of early release.

Understand?

HE SIGHS

All right. You drive a hard bargain,
you know, Commissioner.

Well, that's...just how I roll.

JP: This one's called Molly.

And this little one is Bethany.

Oh, such perfect names.

Yeah, we named them
after our grandmothers.

And I have to say, you already
both look like natural parents.

All right, let's wet those
babies' heads.

Sir? Thank you.
There you go, Rosey.

CATHERINE: Well, then,
to Molly and Bethany.

NEVILLE: To Molly and Bethany.
Oh, lovely names.

Yes.

MARLON: Hello, everybody.

Mrs Hooper, Sergeant Hooper,
congratulations.

I, uh... I got this for the babies.

I couldn't afford anything special,
I'm afraid,

but, uh, it's not stolen.

So that's good, right?

Yeah.
Thank you, Marlon.

Yeah, thanks, man. Appreciate it.

Do you want to hold them?

Oh, yes!

JP: Sir? Sarge?

I-I... I'll watch, I'll watch.
All right.

This beautiful thing.
OK. OK.

All right.

Oh...

You look happy.

Yeah, I am.

It's new life - it has that effect.

Reminds us why we're here.

Yeah.

Sir, are you going to cry?

Me? What? No. No!

What, cos-cos of a baby?

Don't be silly.
I got something in my eye, I think.

SHE LAUGHS

Shut up.

Welcome to St Francis, Mr...?
Parker, Neville Parker.

I hear we have the pleasure
of your company for the night.

I'm afraid you have.

Everything all right, Mr Parker?

Something tells me
it's got your nose twitching.

Glad to hear you're going the extra
mile, Trainee Officer Pryce.

Why is there a priest in our cells?

Cos I arrested him.

I didn't want the Commissioner

to think any less of me
than he already does.

I know the Commissioner
isn't your biggest fan,

but he understands
that you were ill.

CRASH

Oh, my neck...

Inspector, what have you done
to my neck?