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Coffee, tea, orange juice?

Coffee, tea, orange juice?

Coffee. Milk, no sugar,
and make it snappy.

Yes, sir.

Certainly, sir.

Oh, careful not to spill
it all over my suit.

Enjoy your coffee.

Stop.

Hold it right there.

Carmel, can you tell her
where she went wrong?

You wouldn't look
him in the eye.

And you forgot to smile.

A little light touch
on the shoulder

never goes astray, either.

That's right, Carmel.

Make him feel like a prince.

Okay, girls.

Emergency procedure.

Ladies and gentlemen, this
is your captain speaking.

We have an emergency and need
to evacuate the aircraft.

One, ensure all loose
items are secured.

Two, handbags to be
placed under seats.

Three, cigarettes
must be put out.

Four, all passengers
to be leaning forward,

heads to chest, arms on laps.

And remember our smile, girls.

Because when we stay calm...

They stay calm.

It belonged to James' mother.

Oh, it's beautiful, Peregrine.

It's a little bit loose.

I'll have to eat
some more sausages.

Or you could simply
have the ring resized.

And skip a sausage diet?

No, thank you.

You're getting
married, Peregrine!

Oh, I'm so happy for you!

I see congratulations
are in order.

Yes, and we must
mark the occasion.

Oh, of course! Champagne!

Ah, the good stuff.
I'll get the glasses.

Was that before or
after I demonstrate

the North South Mount followed
by the Anaconda Choke Hold?

- Jujitsu requires a clear mind.
- Right.

Uh, what about Friday afternoon?

Drinks and canapés
on the veranda?

Oh, no, I don't want a fuss.

Nonsense!

Fuss we must.

I will check on the
health of the cellars.

- Oh, I'll give you two hands.
- Oh, just one hand.

You don't approve?

Oh, no, no, I like James.

I do. I do. It's, um...

It's the marital institution
that I have a problem with.

It does something to men.

Makes them feel like
they have to act

like a ship's
captain or something.

James is different.

Well, maybe he is.

If that's the case,
congratulations.

Thank you, Birdie.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Alright, that's enough of that.

You're lucky I didn't throw
you in a double-leg takedown.

Shall we begin?

- Oss!
- Oss!

April Barrett's her name.

She was one of our best and
brightest trainee hostesses

here at Australian
Imperial Airlines.

When did you last
see April alive?

Yesterday, at the end of class.

How did she seem?

Quite normal.

And the other trainees?
Who were her friends?

Well, April didn't really mix
with the others very much.

She was quite focused
on earning her wings.

I'll need her belongings. I'll
need to speak to everyone.

No one is to leave until
I've taken their statement.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Cor!

Who are you?

Gus Selby. Amenities.

Well, give your details
to the constable, please.

And you're not to
touch this room

or anything else that's
marked as a crime scene.

Am I clear?

There's signs of a scuffle
up there on the flight deck.

Blood smear at head
height on the back wall.

I'm thinking that
she was killed there

and her body concealed in the
landing chute by her killer.

So when the chute
was activated...

Out she popped.

Yes, and we found this.

Stopped working at 7:30.

Body was in there first
thing this morning

when everyone arrived, so
we're looking at last night.

That'll do for time of death

until we get confirmation
from the coroner.

Mm. Detective Steed,

I have a key to April's locker,
if you'd like to come with me.

Yes, thank you. Uh, sir, this...

Everybody in the country knows
Miss June Montgomery, Steed.

- She's a national icon.
- Mm.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm Chief Superintendent
Percy Sparrow.

Chief Superintendent.

And it's Mrs.
Montgomery Jones now.

A tragedy.

Mrs. Montgomery
Jones' pretty smile

was plastered across every
billboard in the country.

Made me part with two
years coppers savings

on an AIA flight to Honolulu!

Ohh! Did I attend to you?

Oh, I wish you had.

I'll see you back at
the station, Steed.

This way.

Empty.

Was that usual?

I don't monitor their
lockers, Detective.

Who was last to
leave last night?

I was.

What time would that have been?

7:00, 7:30.

You didn't see or hear anything?
Shouts? Sounds of a struggle?

- No, I'm sorry.
- Well, from your office,

you would have had a full view
of all the comings and goings.

Are you sure you didn't
hear anything at all

out of the ordinary?

You'll think I'm mad, but...

I could have sworn
I heard a horse.

A horse?

I know.

Why would she hear a horse?

The night cart or dairy.

Who knows? We're
looking into it.

You've been saddledwith a lot
of responsibility, haven't you?

I considered being
an air hostie once.

Mainly for all the free travel.

What about the other girls?
Did they give you anything?

Uh, no. Not yet. They
were too shaken up.

I went through two Kleenex
boxes for scant information.

Oh.

Sounds like you need
a woman's touch, hmm?

Must be hard for a man to
tell either way sometimes

which tears are real
and which crocodilian.

No.

- What?
- To you going undercover.

Undercover?

Now, there's an idea.

No, thank you. I
think I'll manage.

Oh, you'll manage better with me

sorting all the crocodiles
from the horses.

-Peregrine, it is not a case...
-Ah!

Things are different now.
We never have to be apart.

It doesn't work like that.

Of course it does.

No, you'd make a
terrible air hostess.

- Why?
- Because you have to

follow the rules.

I do have trouble
doing what I'm told.

- Back in a sec.
- No, where are you going?

I'm going to find an outfit
for my job interview.

Flight 7 to Auckland,

this is your final
boarding call.

Flight 7 to Auckland,
your final boarding call.

Thanks.

- 707.
- It's incredible.

If I could fly one aircraft for
the rest of my life, that's it.

Some blokes still hold a candle
for the Connies, but not me.

The 07's the future.

They taking care of you?

I'm interviewing for
the hostess school.

You've got the job.

I have?

If it was up to me.

Come on.

You'd better meet
my better half.

It's all I've dreamt of,

since I first saw you,
Mrs. Montgomery Jones.

Those adverts.
"Come fly with me."

Well, I didn't just
want to fly with you.

I wanted to beyou.

Pity you weren't inspired to
get your application in sooner.

We're mid-course and we're not
accepting any more trainees.

- Oh.
- Hang about, June.

She has the look.

Nice smile.

Her smile or her legs?

You know the pressure we're
under from the airline.

I will not drop my standards

just to meet company quotas.

So put her through her paces.

See what she's got.

What did you say your name was?

Peregrine Fisher.

Read, Miss Fisher, from
the bottom two lines.

All AIA hostesses must
be under 10 stone,

under 35 years old,
have 20/20 vision,

and must not be married.

Problem with any of
those conditions?

No, of course not.

M, K, A, W, C,

P, E, Z, O, I.

Hm.

Let's get you kitted out.

Perfect.

Girls, this is Peregrine Fisher.

I expect you to bring her up
to speed on her silver service.

Silver service sounds tricky.

Don't expect anyone to give
you a leg up, slender hips.

MAY: Easy, Carmel.

Well, it's alright for you, May.

Your place is
practically guaranteed.

I mean, look at her.

How do I compete with that?

Legs up to her armpits,
just like April.

I'm not here to
steal anybody's job.

Do we walk 20 paces
and turn around

or battle it out here and now?

Uh, Carmel, I need to go
back over your statement

before you leave today.

What was that all about?

The police.

Someone murdered April.

Oh, my God!

April?

The one with legs up to her.

I need a smoke.

Carmel?

Hopefully June hasn't
cleared out the gin already.

Don't say that!

Do you need some
help over there?

We're fine.

Let me have a go.

- May I?
- Mm-hmm.

Wow.

April's other locker,
where she stashed

the duty-free cigarettes
we're not allowed to have.

Huh.

No use to her now.

Oh! Thank you.

Where did you learn to...

Oh! I used to be a hairdresser.

I spent a lot of time
around bobby pins.

I'm surprised Jones let you in
halfway through our training.

The more staff they can train
up, the better, I guess.

Still, they are looking
for the right girl.

- Plenty don't make the cut.
- You will, though, May.

They need me for the
"cherry blossom" route.

Melbourne, Sydney, Tokyo.

Oh. Right.

Oh.

That's April.

PEREGRINE: She looks nice.

She wasn't?

I suppose she was alright.

Bit nosy.

She was supposed to be the
new face of the airline.

How did Mrs. Montgomery
Jones feel about that?

Just need to give
the room a once-over.

Now, girls, don't you worry.

I'll be keeping an
eye out for you all.

Any trouble, you
come see old Gus.

Are you alright?

Your hand's shaking.

None of us got much
sleep last night.

Well, it's no wonder.

You're probably still
in shock, I bet.

I better go talk
to the policeman.

Hm.

You said you left the
training school around 7:00.

Classes finish at 5:00.

May and I stayed back

to practice our
first-class service.

Was April with you?

No, it was just me and May.

We passed April in the corridor

on the way to the
cabin at some stage.

What time would that have been?

- 6:00-ish.
- Was she with anyone?

Not then, no, but
sometime later,

I did hear her speaking
to the captain.

Captain? Jones.

June's husband.

He has this deep,
dreamy baritone voice.

Did you catch what he and
April were talking about?

No. I'm sorry.

No, no. Thank you.
That's all for now.

What are you doing?

April had a secret
locker full of alcohol

and duty-free cigarettes and

these.

You'd better ask Captain Jones

why he was writing
checks to the victim.

If there's anything else
I can help you with, sir,

please don't hesitate to ask.

Carmel, one of the hostesses,

puts Captain Jones
and April together

shortly before she was murdered.

Good.

And I found that
in April's locker.

Oh, well, let's see how
the captain explains this.

- Good work, Steed.
- Now, you ought to know, sir,

- I've applied for a promotion.
- Right.

Now that I'm engaged
to be married,

I could do with
the extra income.

Oh, you're getting married!

Oh, that's nice.
Who's the lucky lady?

No.

Well, she really got her
claws into you, didn't she?

I'm counting on
your support, sir.

Well, you'd better solve
this, then, hadn't you?

Captain Jones.

Thank you for
coming. Take a seat.

Happy to assist in any way.

We'd like to know about your
relationship with the victim.

Uh, April was one of
our young hopefuls.

You write checks for
all your young hopefuls?

April was finding it
hard making ends meet.

I gave her a loan to
help out with the rent.

- Oh, so this was a one-off?
- Yes.

See, your bank manager tells
us you've been paying April

£20 a week for the
past six weeks.

Was she your bit on the side?

No, nothing like that.

Like I said, I was simply
helping out with the rent.

When did you last see April?

Uh, Monday morning.

- You sure about that?
- Positive.

Why are you lying to
us, Captain Jones?

Witnesses put you
together Monday night,

- the night of April's murder.
- That's impossible.

I was 30,000 feet above
the Tasman at the time.

Here.

My flight logs.

Counter-signed by my co-pilot.

Thank you, gentlemen.

If it wasn't Captain
Jones, what about his wife?

- June?
- Mm.

No alibi.

You think her
motive was jealousy?

Mm, maybe not just
about her husband.

April stole her career.

She was being groomed to be
the new face of the airline,

and she was about to
knock June off her perch.

And she'd kill for that?

Of course.

It was June's life.

What else have you got for me?

I've got particles tangled
up in April's hair.

And the same particles were
found on the staircase trail

leading up to where
April was murdered.

Interesting. Mm.

I'll have Violetta
take a look at it.

I've already given an evidence
bag to myforensic team.

Violetta taughtmost
of your forensic team.

Mm.

Anything else?

Is this for Violetta, too?

Open it.

So I'm keen on the Bellevue.

A little out of my price
range, but the Beauvista

is probably more sensible
for the size block.

And we can always
extend on it later.

Plans allow for that.

You bought acreage?

Three-quarters of an acre. Here.

X marks the spot.

It's just a deposit
at this stage.

Oh! Well, this is a surprise.

Yeah, that was the idea.

I thought you'd be excited
to build our own place

and make it exactly the
way that we want it to be.

- You don't like my house?
- Of course I do.

But... things are different
now, like you said.

We need space to grow.

A big backyard.

I grew up in a caravan.
I never had a backyard.

Yeah, but every kid needs
space to run around in.

Mm.

Hm?

Violetta, James found these
particles at the crime scene.

If we, and by that I mean you,

can determine its exact
chemical compound,

it might just lead
us to our killer.

I'll give it a crack shot.

Either/or, my sweet.
Crack or shot, not both.

Oh! Thank you, Samuel.

Now, I have something
new for you.

Oh, goody!

Uh, on the surface, a
perfectly usable perfume.

Mm.

Push the bottom, however,

and you have an
emergency light source.

- Huh?
- Oh!

Rated three candle power
and completely waterproof.

And what's this?

Uh, it's... it's a Bible.

No, but what is it really?

It is... It is as
it appears. A Bible.

You're not looking to convert?

No! No, no. I'm just
looking for loopholes.

Ah, well, now, I will need
some idea of the numbers

for Friday's celebration.

What are we celebrating?

Your engagement, apparently.

Oh, right! Yes.

Um, I'm thinking
small, very small.

I'll look into this
right away, Peregrine.

Mm.

Would you like a whiskey?

James has bought
a parcel of land.

We're going to build
a house... home.

My place, I mean, with
all its bright colors

and modern, hard lines,
it's not very kid-friendly.

I didn't know you
were kid-friendly.

Well, I'm not particularly.

I mean, not right at
this moment in time.

But that could
change, couldn't it?

You're asking the wrong person.

I only pretended
to be married once.

Undercover.

It scared the living
daylights out of me.

Why?

The expectations of a wife,
well... well, they're different.

People treat you differently.
They think of you differently.

And no matter how hard you try,

very difficult to
be evenly matched.

But we areevenly matched.

Oh, I know, I know.

Your Aunt Phryne, she
was my role model.

Oh, she was an
extraordinary woman.

Even compared to the
women who come here,

she was just extraordinary.

But a life like that,
it just doesn't happen.

She went after it with
everything she had.

She never compromised
her ideals.

She never compromised her
freedom to pursue them.

She made that life, Peregrine.

You have that in you, too.

To be... extraordinary.

I mean, if you want it.

9 stone 10. Hmm.

You've lost a pound.
Well done, Eloise.

Good girl. Right.

I see you, Carmel.

Come on. Let's get
this over with.

Up, up, up.

Come on, Carmel.

10 stone 3!

For mercy's sake, Carmel!

Stick to the Slimmits.

And skip lunch, or you'll be
bursting out of that uniform.

I've been trying,
Mrs. Montgomery Jones.

Self-discipline is all it takes.

Off.

I bet if I step on those
scales, I weigh exactly the same

as I did when I first
became a stewardess.

8 stone 2.

Without one Slimmit.

What did I tell you?

Detective, how can I help you?

A word, if I may.

Certainly.

You and your husband,
you were assisting April.

Well, April was having
financial difficulties.

My husband and I
decided to help her out.

Why would you do that?

We couldn't afford to lose her.

The airline had already invested
heavily into promoting her.

Replacing you for her.

Did you kill April?

'Course I didn't!

Mrs. Montgomery Jones,
you have no alibi.

You tell me you
were in your office

at the time of the
murder. Is that the truth?

Well, I wasn't in my
office the whole time.

I went to sick
bay at some point.

I had women's issues.

Oh. Um, from when to when?

From 7:00 p.m. to
around when I left.

Say, 7:30.

Oh, right after I
heard the horse.

We've checked that.

There's no dairy
run, no night cart.

No horse.

Him! Ask him! He'll back me up.

He and I left the
building at the same time.

Go on. Go on, tell
the detective.

Uh, sorry, ma'am. Tell him what?

You and I on Monday night left
the building at the same time.

No, Mrs. Montgomery Jones.
You have the wrong bloke.

I only started work
on the Tuesday.

You must have me confused
with someone else.

Oh, May, I'll never get my wings

if I don't drop the pounds.

'Course you will.

You beat everyone on
silver service, hands down.

And emergency protocol.

You know, in reality,

I'm not sure how calm
I'll be in an emergency.

If we're plummeting to the
earth from 20,000 feet up

with seconds left to live,

I don't think I'll be
following protocol.

Or remembering to
round my vowels.

Ladies and gentlemen, this
is your cabin crew here

just letting you
know from now on in,

it's every girl for herself.

Now, where's the champagne, hey?

Oh!

Mayday!

She's loony!

Isn't she?

You girls are welcome to
come by my place tonight

if you want some
cocktail-mixing practice.

I have a fully stocked fridge
and I make a mean mai tai.

- Yes.
- Yes!

What in God's name is going on?

Practicing.

I'm giving you the
opportunity of a lifetime!

Don't throw it all away!

So sorry, Mrs. Montgomery Jones.

I was just trying
to lighten the mood,

after what happened
to poor April.

Are you alright?

Sometimes it helps
to talk about things.

Do you know I was
presented to the Queen

at Buckingham Palace in '62?

I still have the
teaspoon here somewhere.

You must have some
wonderful stories.

We were forever being
invited to the top parties.

I've danced with the
Sultan of Brunei.

And I even shared the same seat
in the same cocktail bar in Nice

where Cary Grant had been
just an hour earlier.

Oh, Cary Grant.

What a dish.

Not a patch on my Errol.

It doesn't seem fair that you
should have to give up flying

just because you got married.

Rules are the rules.

Hey, you! Wait, wait, wait.

I have a bone to pick with you!

Hey, what was all that business

about you saying to the
police about not seeing me?

I distinctly recall you watching
as I climbed into my car.

You were talking to May.

GUS: You have me confused
with another bloke.

No mistake!

Oh!

A horse?

According to Violetta,

it's the same chemical
structure as the first batch,

which means we
have a direct link

between June's office
and the murder scene.

Any luck finding
out what they are?

All she can tell me is that
they're neither animal,

mineral, or vegetable.

Oh, June wasn't
imagining the horse.

- We checked that out.
- No, I heard it!

- When?
- When I was snooping around.

I thought you were working late.

- Oh.
- I'm sorry.

For before. I didn't
mean to rush you.

All that talk about
houses and kids.

Oh! They're multiplying.

Yesterday you said "kid."

How many were you planning?

I don't know. Uh, three?

Well, how about you?

I hadn't really
thought about it.

Well, like I said,
there's no rush.

Uh, have to build, have
somewhere to put everybody.

You expecting someone?

Carmel and May are coming
over to mix some cocktails

so I can dig for some
more information.

Are you crazy? They're
potential murderesses.

Well, I shall be
very, very careful.

Uh, Peregrine!

- We're here!
- Come on up!

I'm still here!

Trust me.

Oh!

Oh, wow, is this all yours?

It was my aunt's place.
Make yourselves at home.

It's amazing!

Mai tai?

Coroner's report came in.

Oh, ah, no. Just give
me the nuts and bolts.

It's a blow to the
head, basically.

And the bruising
to the chest region

suggests that
someone pushed her.

Got into a catfight,
copped a don't argue.

There's other small
abrasions, too.

Her little finger was broken.

But that most likely
happened in the fall.

Mm.

Oh, uh, I had a chat to the
brass about your promotion.

Thank you, sir.

It probably means a
move to another station.

Boondocks somewhere.

Well, we all have
to do our time.

I've done my time, sir.

Here, in this station,
this neighborhood.

Yeah, well, I don't
make the rules.

You have influence.

Is it because of who
I'm marrying, sir?

You will not find happiness
with little fish, son.

You just won't.

She'll want to do
things her way.

She'll want to make
her own decisions.

- We make decisions together.
- Don't make me laugh.

If you want to make
it as a detective,

you need to toughen up.

Boo!

The Atlantic run.

New York City. Take
in a Broadway musical.

That's my number one.

Paris for me.

The Arc de Triomphe.

Notre Dame.

The Eiffel Tower.

Well, here's to the
three of us meeting up

somewhere exotic
in 12 months' time.

That's if we're not
already married first.

Don't do it. That's my motto.

There's no way it won't
be a terrible mistake.

Of course, we should all
be flying the damn planes,

is what we should be doing,

instead of working as
glorified waitresses.

Well, don't look
at me like that.

It's not such a crazy idea.
There's plenty of female pilots.

Amelia Earhart.

Nancy Bird Walton.

My own Aunt Phryne.

Shh! I heard something.

What's that?

Stay here, both of you.

Hey, stop!

I'll call the police.

No need.

Oh!

Oh, watch my finger! Aah!

Pass me your scarf, Carmel!

Help me roll him over.

Gus?

I've made a citizen's arrest.

You should have called me.

I had the situation
under control.

You take far too many risks.

I thought that's what
you liked about me.

Very strange, though.

He broke into myhouse,

but then he ran straight past
me like I wasn't even there.

Maybe this scared him.

Did you work out what these are?

- Yeah, contact lenses.
- What?

They work just like glasses,

except you put them
right on your eyes,

and they're
completely invisible.

- How amazing.
- Mm.

Hang on, the first thing that
June did was test my eyesight.

You have to have 20/20
vision as a hostie.

The airline insists upon it.

Wearing those, no one
would have been the wiser.

April had a secret.

Louis Sharousky.

Yes, I'll look into that.

- I should get back to the girls.
- Mm, it's a good idea.

You're starting to crack.

I hope it hasn't put you off.

It'd take much more than that.

Why are you following
those young women?

Just looking out for them.

After what happened
to that other girlie.

I thought I'd follow them, make
sure they got home alright.

So you broke in
to reassure them?

I wasn't breaking in. It
was a misunderstanding.

Oh, and this was because
you were expecting snow?

I'm charging you with
breaking and entering.

I expect to add
more charges later.

Like the murder
of April Barrett.

What? No, you can't
get me for that.

I hadn't even started
working there.

I am the one who should
be laying charges,

after what that
crazy bird did to me.

That's enough,
Mr. Selby. That's enough.

You can explain the rest to
a magistrate in the morning.

What if he comes back?

He's not coming back.

Hear that? You're safe.

Why would a cleaner
break in here, though?

He's a creep.

He doesn't need a reason.

You were pretty brave before.

Oh!

When did you learn jujitsu?

Oh, I'm still learning.
I'm a work in progress.

But I have a very good teacher.

My dad taught me.

Oh, wow.

Not for me.

No, I'm fine, thanks.

A synthetic form
of asbestos, maybe?

The crumbs are crumbs!

Slimmits crumbs.

No, no, Peregrine.
This is not food grade.

Most likely highly toxic.

Well, it's certainly toxic.

Making women feel embarrassed
about their bodies

to sell biscuits,
it's revolting.

I believe you're
right, Peregrine.

- Detective Steed.
- James.

- They're crumbs.
- Crumbs?

Biscuit crumbs that
give us a direct link

between June's office
and the crime scene.

Well, June might be involved.
I don't think she's our killer.

- What makes you say that?
- Because June's an old soak.

I smelled it on her breath

and found her secret stash
hidden in the sick bay.

Which is where she said she
was at the time of the murder.

Then who?

Her husband, Captain Jones.

He's back squarely in the frame.

I thought you said
he had an alibi.

He lied. He faked it.

He had a co-pilot mate
sign off on the logs,

but he never flew that plane.

But what reason did
he have to murder her?

You know those contact lenses?

See, I called the optometrist,

and they never had
an April Barrett

on the client list, but
they did have an E. Jones.

April was blackmailing
the captain,

holding his contact
lenses as ransom.

Get him in.

Mm, I've just sent
someone to pick him up.

Oh, you are good.

Goodbye, Peregrine.

Very evenly matched.

Okay, I did meet April
at 6:30 that night.

- And?
- I told her it was over.

She wasn't going to get any
more money. That was it.

Then? Then I left.

I didn't lay a finger on her.
She was alive when I left her.

It's true about the lenses.

I planned to get a
second set made up,

and that's where I was heading.

I was at the optometrist
getting fitted

when I should have
been flying that plane.

- What time was that?
- I had a 7:00 p.m. appointment.

It lasted
approximately one hour.

My optometrist will
alibi me. Call him.

Why didn't you just tell me that

the first time that
we interviewed you?

If it became public knowledge

that I had anything
but 20/20 vision,

they wouldn't let me fly.

Did your wife know
about the blackmail?

- No, she had no idea.
- Are you sure about that?

Steed? You're needed elsewhere.

Calm down, girls.

Remember, if we're
calm, they're calm.

What is going on?

There's been another murder.

I thought you arrested him.

Magistrate must
have granted bail.

Why did he come back
here? What was he after?

Or whom.

I need to get back
in June's office.

Well, I'll give you some time.

Well, who saw anything?

Mrs. Montgomery Jones,
did you see anything?

What are you doing in my office?

- I can explain.
- No, it's okay, Peregrine.

Mrs. Montgomery Jones
needs to do the explaining.

You need to accompany
me to the station.

No, James, I was wrong.

June didn't kill April.

Must have been a terrible thing
after all those adventures

to suddenly have
everything grind to a halt.

Your husband was facing
the same fate, too,

if April spilled the
beans about his eyesight.

Who are you?

Just someone who likes to
get to the bottom of things.

The crumbs, you said yourself.

June didn't leave
the crumb trail.

The tear in the
uniform proves it.

Tear? What tear?

You haven't put on
an ounce of weight

since you first
wore that uniform,

so you can't have
split the seam,

and you don't eat Slimmits.

Peregrine, I am still
in the dark here.

I'm sorry, I led you down the
wrong crumb trail for a moment,

but I can make it up to you.

Quickly, before they get away.

Going somewhere, ladies?

JAMES: Think we
need to have a chat.

It wasn't June who laid
the trail of crumbs,

but you, Carmel.

You idolized Mrs.
Montgomery Jones.

And April teased you about
your obsession, didn't she?

The torn uniform,
the Slimmits crumbs.

They put you at the scene, too.

But you didn't kill her.

April hunted people's weak
spots to blackmail them.

Yours was your weight. Captain
Jones' is his eyesight.

And, May, yours was that
you're married, aren't you?

Which means you
couldn't be a hostess.

Married? To whom?

Gus Selby, the cleaner.

The way you reacted,
like you knew him

and were scared of him.

And I noticed that Gus
had a bruised pinkie.

I didn't think much about it
until I saw the coroner's report

and realized that April
had the same injury.

A common jujitsu injury.

And May knew jujitsu.

But it was what you
said to me at my house

when we were talking
about marriage.

There's no way it won't
be a terrible mistake.

And April found out.

May killed April.

Aah!

She threatened to go to the
airline unless I paid her money.

I begged her.

If I didn't earn my wings,
I'd never get away from him.

I never meant to kill her!

It's okay.

But you did mean to kill Gus.

He got the job here
just to torment you.

And you knew he'd never
let you live your life.

It shouldn't make a difference
whether we're married.

I tried to get a divorce.

If it wasn't for
that stupid rule...

How did you figure it all out?

Because of the horse.

June heard clip-clopping that
night, but it wasn't equine.

What I can't quite work out
is, why did you cover it up?

Because it wasn't fair.

It just wasn't fair.

That was unconventional
but effective.

That's my motto.

What time we all gathering?

- Hmm?
- The engagement drinks.

- They're still on, yeah?
- Yes. Yes.

- Uh, 6:00-ish I think.
- Okay.

I'll see you there, then.

Mm-hmm.

Are we on?

Not quite.

Peregrine's running late.

I've been deliberating on
our, uh... our situation,

um, and despite all the rules

and the, uh... the commandments
and the "thou shalt nots,"

there is very little specificity

when it comes to what precisely
constitutes forbidden relations

between a man and a woman.

I'll give you an example. Um...

Now, I would have
thought that's okay.

Yes.

And, uh... A-And this?

Yes.

And, uh... And this?

Yes.

And what about this?

I'm not so sure.

Would you like me to stop?

Mm, not just yet.

Ah!

Ohh.

She's a terrible cook, you know.

- Peregrine.
- I'm sorry.

That's alright.

Come.

I was going to call, and
then that wasn't right.

- Well, that sounds ominous.
- No, not really.

It's just I don't think we need
to make a big fuss tonight.

I'll explain to the others.

We don't get to talk
very much, you and I.

We talk all the time.

Not about the things that
are close to our hearts.

There's so much that I
still don't know about you.

- Like what?
- Oh, I don't know.

Like what football
team you barrack for.

Well, I'm from the
Western District, Geelong.

Whether you believe
in capital punishment.

- Peregrine.
- You buying that land.

That would have been something

that would have been
good to talk about.

I just wanted that
to be a surprise.

It definitely was that.

But I have a house, and
I like it very much.

Well, I'm sure that there
is a way through this.

That's what I'm saying.

We need to talk
about our future.

About our expectations.

And I need to have some
conversations with myself

about what I want for my life.

But

this thing, it

it gets in the
way of everything.

It... It started
this ball rolling,

and now it's all about the ball

and not about what
it should be about.

So you don't want to marry me?

No. No, that's not
what I'm saying.

I... Oh, I...

I want to be with you so much.

I want to know you better.

Can't we just hold
things as they are

for a few precious
moments first?

Sure.

James.

James!

Murder near Hartford.

Yeah, you grew up out
that way, didn't you?

- Son.
- Dad.

PEREGRINE" Oh, who's
the happy couple?

Mr. Ian Carruthers. He's
from the next-door property.

I suspect this goes with it.

You might want to ask Ian
what the C stands for.

- Hello, Sally.
- Jim!

Sally could have popped by from
next door and stabbed Eddie.

Can't we go back to
how things were before?

When did you want to marry me?

I didn't realize it was common

for young ladies to
do detective work.

Oh, it isn't. But
I'm not common.