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[ Suspenseful music plays ]

MARIE: All murders are\Nthe product of their age.

Of the particular social\Nand historical circumstances

in which they\Nwere committed.

Here in our "Murder Room," as\Nwe try but fail not to call it,

you'll find the stories of\Nthe most notorious murders

committed in the years\Nbetween the wars.

Now, our aim isn't to titillate.

Well, perhaps a little.

We're all human, aren't we?

No. We aim to give insights\Ninto the minds and hearts,

into social conditions\Nand preoccupations

in those tense\Nand turbulent years.

Ryan.

Come on.\NThere's work to do.

- MAN: [ Speaks indistinctly]\N- MARCUS: We did?

MAN: We did indeed.

Well, that's terrific.\NWell done.

- MAN: Thanks. Speak tomorrow?\N- Sure. Thanks. Bye.

I hope you're listening, Pater.

- [ School bell rings ]\N- Morning, girls.

There's no way I'm doing it,\Nso sort it out yourself.

- Victoria.\N- She's totally incompetent.

If you wish to remain\Na pupil in this school,

you treat my staff\Nwith respect.

It depends\Nwhat you mean by wish.

CAROLINE: I don't know where\Nyou get your attitude from.

Though, actually, I probably do.

Well, we all inherit things\Nfrom our families,

don't we, Miss Dupayne?

Get to your class.

MARIE: The Blazing Car Murder --\N1930.

Alfred Rouse,\Na commercial traveler

and compulsive womanizer --

It's hard to imagine\Nthe appeal --

committed bigamy, needed\Nto permanently disappear,

so decided\Nto fake his own death.

He drove to a lonely road,\Npicked up a tramp,

killed them,\Nthrew petrol over them,

set the car ablaze,\Nand then made off.

Unfortunately for him,

two laborers happened\Nto walk down the road,

and instead of hiding\Nand letting them pass,

Rouse called out to them\Nabout the blaze.

Well, that encounter led to his\Narrest and subsequent execution.

WOMAN ON P.A.: Dr. Shard\Nto Brunel ward, please.

MARIE: Now, Rouse had suffered\Na head injury during the war.

His behavior at the scene and at\Nthe trial was markedly stupid.

So one might say that he was\Na casualty of World War I.

ANDREA: I promise\NI'll tell Dr. Dupayne.

- MRS. SHAW: Thank you.\N- Take care, won't you?

Bye now.

Mrs. Shaw.

Her husband's been bad again\Nthis morning.

She says she's at the end\Nof her tether.

Well, I just checked.

Not a single bed available\Nin a dementia unit.

So she's on her own.

Probably until he's dead.

Or she is.

I'll go and see them\Nthis afternoon.

Tea and sympathy.

Big deal.

You know you've got\Nthat meeting at the museum.

NEVILLE: Yes.

I know.

The Brighton Trunk Murder --\N1934.

I dare say you've all heard\Nof this one.

This is the actual trunk\Nin which Tony Mancini,

a 26-year-old waiter,

stuffed the beaten body of his\Nprostitute mistress, Violet Kay.

We rarely open the trunk.

Afternoon, Miss Dupayne.

MARIE: The lining is fragile.

But yes, there are stains,

though not as many\Nas one might imagine.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

Ah, Dr. Dupayne.

- How are you?\N- Are they in there?

Yes. Yes.\NWaiting for you in the library.

What's this?

MURIEL: It's just\Nmy new sticker system.

Helps me keep track\Nof who's paid.

Blue for the gentlemen,\Npink for the ladies.

Christ.

MARCUS: First thing --\Nwe've got the Paul Nash.

It's the one that Dad always\Nwanted but lost out on twice.

That's great. Well done.

Thank you.\NI'm going to make it

the centerpiece\Nof our spring exhibition.

Right. The new lease.

There's copies

in case you want to read it\Nbefore we sign.

Can we stop this charade,\Nplease?

MARCUS: Neville,\Nwe've been through this

- I don't know how many times.\N- CAROLINE: Please just sign it,

and then\Nwe can have a debate later.

MARCUS: The museum works\Nfor all of us.

NEVILLE: Isn't going to happen.\NNot today or any day.

I want to open a clinic\Nto treat --

CAROLINE: A private clinic?

Isn't that against\Nyour principles, Chairman Mao?

To run alongside my NHS work.

Shut up, Caroline.

This place is worse\Nthan anachronistic.

- It's damaging.\N- Oh, here we go.

NEVILLE: Part of the moribund\Nobsession that this country has

with the bloody wars

instead of facing up\Nto the mess we're in now.

You don't see\Nwhat I see every day.

- Oh, we both work.\N- In ivory towers.

The museum's more relevant\Nthan ever.

Oh, give me a break.

Dad -- That's what this\Nis really about.

- What?\N- And all the imaginary wrongs

you think he did you.

Coffee?

Some of my homemade shortbread?

If you really think that,\Nyou're even more facile

than I thought.

CAROLINE: Neville, please. Nev!

[ Door slams ]

Ready to do the rounds, then?

MURIEL: Yes.

So how did it go?

Dreadful.

[ Sighs ]

Better be quick, Ryan.\NYou might get locked in.

See you tomorrow, ladies.

"Ladies."

Who does she think she is?

- Good night.\N- TALLY: Good night, Muriel.

RYAN: She said it was bad,\Nthe meeting.

TALLY: I don't want you worrying\Nabout that.

Night.

What would you do?

If you couldn't live here\Nanymore?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

Well, I'd have to\Nfind somewhere else.

People always need housekeepers.

Now, better go and have my tea.

My evening class is 7:00.

You get on home, Ryan.\NSee you tomorrow.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

[ Horn honks ]

Oh, excuse me, Mrs. Clutton.

Did you see the sign?

Ohh.

[ Rustling ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Hello?

- Evening.\N- Night.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Flames whoosh ]

Oh! Aah!

[ Groans ]

Aah.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Are you all right?

Seems like someone's having\Na bonfire over there.

No.

[ Groans ]

Ohh.

[ Flames crackling ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Glass shatters ]

No.

Help!

[ Theme music plays ]

- MISKIN: Sir.\N- Tell me.

We got here 20 minutes ago.

Fire Investigation\Nare still in there.

The car belonged\Nto Dr. Neville Dupayne.

Uniform have tried\Ncontacting him.

So have the family.\NNothing.

It's likely he's our deceased.

His brother and sister\Nare in the museum.

Marcus and Caroline Dupayne.

They're next of kin.

The fire was discovered\Nby the housekeeper,

Mrs. Tallulah Clutton.

She lives in the cottage\Ndown there.

She says she might have seen\Nsomeone fleeing the scene.

And a Miss Muriel Godby's here.

She's a secretary-cum-\Nreceptionist.

It's a private museum, sir.

Dedicated to\Nthe inter-war years.

Yes.\NI came here once a long time ago

when I first joined the Met.

They had an exhibit about\Nnotorious murder cases.

Now they've got\None of their own.

If it isn't suicide.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Take a couple of uniforms

and make a primary search\Nof the grounds, please.

Yes, sir.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

ANDERSON:\NChief Inspector Dalgliesh?

Douglas Anderson.

No doubt about the seat\Nof the fire, sir.

Head and upper part of the body.

Windows will have cracked --

Inrush of air, outrush of fire.

Cause of fire --\Nalmost certainly petrol.

- All right?\N- Fine.

Key's in the ignition.\NSeatbelt fastened.

Driver's door is ajar,\Nas you can see.

Oh, and the light bulb\Nis missing.

Accident, suicide, or murder?

It's not an accident, sir,\Nand I don't think it's suicide.

In my experience,\Nsuicides who use petrol

don't haul away the can\Nor the cap.

Nor do they fasten\Nthe seatbelt.

And then there's\Nthe missing bulb.

Yes.\NIf a bulb fails,

you usually leave it in place\Nuntil you come to change it.

Is this how the doors were left?

Yes.\NIf the victim is planning

to drive the car out, he would\Nhave left the door wide open.

And if he was planning suicide,

he would most likely have\Nclosed them first.

And there's also some\Nsort of bag in the boot.

I'll keep you posted on that.

MISKIN: What time would you have\Nbeen approaching the museum?

Around 7:20.

I was near the end of the drive\Nwhen the car came.

I tried to get out of the way,

but it was just going so fast.

Did you notice\Nthe make of the car?

No.\NThe headlights were too bright.

And you told me\Nthat the driver stopped.

It's all a bit of a blur,\Nreally.

He came running back to me,

and...

I'm sorry, I couldn't really\Ntake him in.

His voice --\NI do remember that.

He was well spoken.

Nice sort of voice.

Sounded familiar somehow,\Nbut I don't know why.

MISKIN: What did he say?

Oh, he asked me\Nif I was all right,

and then he said something\Nabout the smoke.

Yes, he said\N"It looks like someone

has lit a bonfire over there."

And then he drove off.

"It looks like someone's lit\Na bonfire over there."

Were those his exact words,\NMrs. Clutton?

Nothing, sir.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

- This is the Murder Room.\N- Thank you.

Close the door, please.

The Blazing Car Murder --\N1930.

- No way.\N- Alfred Rouse, the murderer,

called out to some men\Nwho happened to be walking past.

"It looks like someone's lit\Na bonfire over there."

Do you know if any petrol\Nis kept

- on the premises, Mrs. Godby?\N- Yes.

In the shed, for the lawnmower.

Ryan -- Ryan Archer,\Nthe gardening boy --

he bought some more\Nonly last week.

He asked me for the petty cash.

Do you have an address for him?

Yes.

At least, I -- I think\Nit's his address.

He does sometimes appear to be\Nsomewhat itinerant.

DALGLIESH: This rucksack was\Nfound in the boot of the car.

CAROLINE: Gosh, Neville.

[ Somber music plays ]

Nev had a rucksack\Nlike that.

He would come here almost every\NFriday and pick up his car.

He liked to get out of London\Nat the weekend.

I must stress that\Nwe don't yet have

a formal identification.

But I think you should\Nprepare yourselves.

[ Caroline sobbing ]

DALGLIESH: When did you last see\Nyour brother?

Yesterday afternoon,\Nhe came here for a meeting.

3:00.

He's one of the Trustees.

He left at around 3:20.

- How did he seem?\N- MARCUS: Stressed. But then --

He's always stressed.

He's a junior psychiatrist.\NThey give him far too much work.

It's ridiculous.

Um...

We discussed a few items\Nof business,

and then he had to hurry off

back to the hospital.

St. Oswald's.

I understand your brother\Nisn't married,

but does he have\Na girlfriend or partner?

Not that we know of.

Can you tell me where\Nyou were yesterday evening?

From about 6:00 onwards.

We need to put together\Na picture of people's movements.

I was here\Nuntil just after 5:00.

Then I drove home.

I had dinner with my wife\Nand children, and then I --

Caroline called me\Nat about a 7:45.

I came straight here.

I went back to school\Nafter the meeting.

I run Swathling's Academy.

I was there until Tally\Ncalled me.

I sometimes stay here\Non Friday nights.

But there's an event at\Nthe school this weekend, so...

If I'd come -- come back,

I might have been able\Nto save him.

You don't know that.

Again, we don't yet\Nhave a formal ID.

We'll be largely reliant\Non dental records.

Oh, God.

The postmortem will be\Nfirst thing tomorrow.

MAJOR: Who is it?

TARRANT: Met police.\NOpen the door, please.

I'm looking for a Ryan Archer.

Have I been given\Nthe wrong address?

MAJOR: No, no.\NCorrect address.

I believe he's in. Ryan!

Are you his, um --

Friend.

Arkwright. Major. Rupert.

What's he done?

We need him to help us\Nwith our inquiries.

Oh, that old chestnut. Ryan!

Do you know what time\Nhe arrived back here last night?

No idea.

You don't know\Nif he was here around 8:00?

I'm not his keeper.

Ryan Archer?

There's been an incident\Nat the Dupayne Museum.

We'd like you to come and help\Nus with our inquiries, please.

- What sort of incident?\N- Is Tally okay?

If you could just get dressed.

I don't have to go, right.?

Don't be silly, boy.

Go with the man.\NGet it over with.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

RYAN: I bought it last week\Nfor the mower.

Well, I mean,\Nthe can looks the same.

I put it in there.

- You didn't use it?\N- No.

Tally said wait\N'cause of the rain.

TARRANT:\NWhen were you last in the shed?

Yesterday, in the afternoon.

Was the shed locked\Nwhen you came to it?

Yeah.\NI got the key from Tally's.

- And did you lock it after you?\N- Yeah.

TARRANT: And replace the key\Non the peg?

'Cause it's not there now.

- And we found the shed unlocked.\N- Sometimes I forget.

TARRANT: Empty your pockets,\Nplease.

I just forgot.\NI haven't done anything.

Meet with the constable, please.

You ain't gonna\Npin this on me.

TARRANT: Should we be taking\Nhis clothes from him, sir?

MISKIN: We don't have grounds.

TARRANT: He knew about the\Npetrol and he had access to it.

He lives with a Major Arkwright.

Old enough to be his granddad.

He said they're friends,\Nbut --

So what? You think there might\Nbe a sexual element?

Yeah, maybe.

It's obvious\Nhe's been in trouble before.

He's likely to do a runner.

Take his prints\Nand a full statement,

but we don't have grounds\Nto hold him.

Put a DC on him until we know\Nwhat we're dealing with.

Got it.

MISKIN: The Blazing Car Murder,\Nsir --

If this is some weird\Ncopycat killing,

then the body in the car --

Might not be Neville Dupayne.\NYes.

Though we can't assume\NMrs. Clutton was accurate

in her account\Nor that she's telling the truth.

Sir.

I just want to say

about after the shooting...

- MAN: Here in the back.\N- You were in shock.

I'm okay.

I mean,\NI don't want any concessions.

I just want to\Nkeep going like before.

I know.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

I can now confirm\Nthat the person who died

in the fire on Friday\Nwas Dr. Neville Dupayne.

[ Gasps ]

MURIEL: Oh, no. I'm so sorry.

We're all so sorry.

Thank you.

And I can also confirm that this\Nis now a murder investigation.

We'll be taking any outstanding\Nwitness statements.

I must ask that\Nyou don't discuss

the events of Friday night,

either between yourselves or\Nwith the press or anyone else.

For the time being,\Nthe museum will remain closed.

Um, I have several small groups,\Nprivate tours, booked in.

Academics mainly.\NCan they go ahead?

Yes, as long as you have details\Nof everyone who attends.

And keep them well away\Nfrom the crime scene.

I can see to that.

MARCUS: I have\Na live radio interview

I'm supposed to be doing\Nthis afternoon.

It's a history thing.\NIs that okay?

Yes. Just keep us informed\Nof any movements, please.

All of you.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Neville's keys.

He gave me them a couple\Nof years ago for emergencies.

Thank you.

I always thought\Nwe'd have more time.

Maybe when we were older.

When we'd settled down.

I need to go to the school.

Open day for prospective pupils.

[ Somber music plays ]

Bedside table.\NLooks like he did have someone.

MARIE: Marie Annette Strickland,

15th of February, 1920.

French? Marie Annette?

Half French, half home counties.

- And what's your role here?\N- MARIE: I conduct tours.

I help Marcus Dupayne\Ncurate the exhibits.

It must be interesting work.

It is.\NHave you ever visited us?

I would have if I'd known\Nabout this place.

I studied history at university.

Which one?

TARRANT: Cambridge.

Clever boy.

Now you're slumming it\Nwith the police.

They need good people to run\Nthe force, don't you think?

Well, you should have a look\Naround while you're here.

The picture gallery\Nis excellent.

TARRANT: I will.

I bet this room\Nis the most popular, though.

MARIE: Oh, by a country mile.

Everyone loves a good murder.

Sorry.\NThat was tasteless.

It's strange, isn't it?

All that carnage in the wars,\Ngenocides,

and yet people fixate

on deaths of individuals --

lovers, philanderers.

Bodies in trunks.

No, people can't deal\Nwith the big stuff.

You're right.

They can't.

So when did you\Nlast see Neville Dupayne?

I heard him\Nleaving the library on Friday

at around 3:20.

TARRANT: What time did you\Nleave here that night?

MARIE: 5:30.\NI went straight home.

I live alone, so I'm afraid

that's not a very effective\Nalibi.

TARRANT: And who was still here\Nwhen you left?

Tally, Muriel, and the boy,\NRyan Archer.

Have you spoken to him?

TARRANT: Yes. Why?

Just wondered.

Ryan.

Ryan, where are you going?

Have you told the police\Nyou're leaving?

No, I have to go.

I-I'll see you sometime.

No, what's the matter?

It's best you don't know.

Is it something to do\Nwith the murder?

- Because --\N- TARRANT: Mrs. Clutton.

Oh, shit.\NDon't tell him, okay?

[ Dramatic music plays ]

The, um -- The photofit --\NIs now okay?

Yes.

WOMAN ON P.A.: Dr. Cartwright to\Nreception, please.

Dr. Cartwright to reception.

We appreciate you coming in\Non your day off.

It didn't feel right\Nsitting at home anyway.

Did you see him on Friday?

ANDREA: Yes. First thing\Nand at lunchtime.

How about after lunch?

He had a meeting\Nat the museum.

And then he was going\Nto see Mrs. Shaw.

She's the wife\Nof one of his patients.

Do you know\Nif he definitely went there?

I don't know.\NDo you want me to ring and ask?

If you could.

Actually, can you write\Nher details down, please?

Do you know if Dr. Dupayne was\Nin a relationship with anyone?

Um, I'm not sure.

No one ever rang him here?

Came here?

No.

[ Paper tears ]

Sit down, please, Mrs. Fox.

Am I right in thinking\Nyou wrote this?

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Crying ]

Um, my husband --\NYou won't tell him?

Unless it becomes necessary.

I loved Neville.

He didn't love me.

We'd sleep together sometimes.

And then I come here\Nand think things would

have changed between us.

But it was always the same.

Like it hadn't happened.

It was, um, painful seeing him\Nevery day,

wanting to matter to him\Nand knowing I never would.

Neville didn't trust.

He really had a problem with it.

Something to do with his father,\Nprobably,

and his horrible siblings.

Are you saying he didn't get on\Nwith Marcus and Caroline?

He didn't.

They bullied him\Nabout the museum.

That's why\Nhe wanted it to close.

To close?

That's what\Nthe meeting was about.

They must have told you.

They all had to sign\Na new lease

or that was the end of it.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Yes, that's primarily what\Nthe Trustees' meeting was about.

Did Neville agree to sign\Nthe new lease?

CAROLINE: No, but he would have\Ndone eventually.

We always talked him round.

According to our source,

he was determined\Nthe museum would close.

He wanted to release\Nthe capital

which would have been raised\Nby the sale of the collection.

Your source clearly\Ndidn't know him like we do.

Excuse me.

Did the staff know

the museum would close\Nif he didn't sign?

If they did, they didn't\Nhear it from me.

Is that all?

I think you know\Nit would have been helpful

if you'd spoken to us\Nabout this.

CAROLINE:\NMy brother has just died.

I haven't been thinking about\Noutlandish theories as to why.

MISKIN: Is Marcus\Na famous historian?

DALGLIESH: I've seen his books\Non the shelves,

but I've never read one.

MISKIN: Does he trade off\Nthe museum's reputation?

I'm quite sure he does.

Hello, stranger.

I know I shouldn't be here,

but you never answer your phone.

I'll see you upstairs.

I'm in the middle of\Na murder investigation, Blanche.

BLANCHE: This won't wait.

The Garnett Prize --\NYou've been nominated.

Now I'm going to push my luck.

America? The tour.

We need a decision\Nby the end of the week.

Then you'll have one.

Good.

Mission accomplished.

DALGLIESH: Blanche.

Let's not do this again.

Noted.

Congratulations, by the way.

You can do a little dance later.

TARRANT: And the eyes?

You've really got nothing.

[ Sighs ]

TARRANT: Are you all right?

I know this will\Nsound strange, but...

It's possible\Nthat he was wearing a mask.

A mask?

I suppose I might\Njust be imagining it.

What sort of a mask?

A robber's mask,\Nby any chance?

TALLY: No.

No, it was more like the kind of\Nmask someone might wear

to a fancy dress party\Nor a carnival, like in Venice.

Well, it does explain\Nwhy I can't remember

any of his features,

and yet I can hear\Nhis voice so clearly.

MISKIN: But you haven't been\Nable to place his voice yet?

No.

You've been very helpful,\NMrs. Clutton.

The Trustees' meeting\Nat the museum on Friday --

Did you know what it was about?

Did the other members\Nof staff know?

TARRANT: Did Ryan Archer know?

We all knew.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

MAJOR: What are you doing?

We now have\Na possible motive.

If Neville Dupayne\Ndoesn't sign the lease,

all these people\Nlose their jobs.

MISKIN: And Marcus loses\Nhis father's legacy.

The Dupayne name loses\Nsome of its shine.

Caroline, it's harder to say,\Nbut she and Marcus are close

and probably operate as a team.

TARRANT: Tally Clutton\Nloses her home.

She and Ryan could have been\Nworking together.

I don't believe this business\Nabout the car

and the mystery man.

MISKIN: I don't buy Tally\Nbeing involved.

This was a brutal,\Npremeditated murder.

Which is why she gets Ryan\Nto do it.

Ryan has form.

Two charges for shoplifting.

MISKIN: Since he turned 18?

TARRANT: No, juvenile.

MISKIN: It's a big leap.

Whoever killed Neville must have\Nbeen looking straight at him

when they threw the petrol\Nover him and set him alight.

And actually, I've been\Nthinking about that, sir.

It's hard to really project\Npetrol out of one of those cans.

It would have taken\Nseveral goes, wouldn't it,

to get enough petrol\Nonto him to --

Probably, yes.

So maybe the killer\Ntransferred the petrol

into a different container --\Na bucket --

TARRANT: We didn't\Nfind anything at the scene.

Sorry, we've just got a shout\Nout about Major Arkwright.

You did background\Non him yesterday, sir.

- Yes.\N- He's been attacked.

Neighbors said it was\NRyan Archer.

He's disappeared.

Surprise, surprise.

DALGLIESH: Go after Tally,\Nplease.

Ryan's going to reach\Nout to anyone, it's her.

MAJOR:\NA lot of fuss about nothing.

Damn nosy neighbors.

TARRANT:\NBut Ryan did attack you?

He pushed me.

I fell and I banged my head.

It was entirely my fault.

I cornered him.\NI should never have done that.

Ryan was abused.

He was frequently battered\Nby his mother's boyfriend.

Of course he would lash out.

Why did you need\Nto corner him?

MAJOR:\NBecause he was taking money.

My money.

He was extremely agitated.\NFrightened, even.

Do you have an address\Nfor his mother?

MAJOR: No, I don't.

I don't know where he's gone.

Back on the streets,\Nmost likely.

A tragedy waiting to happen.

Is that where you\Nfirst picked him up?

Is Ryan a homosexual?

Were you telling me\Nthe truth yesterday

when you said you didn't know\Nwhat time he got in?

I'm not in the habit\Nof lying, Constable.

And I'd thank you\Nnot to jump to --

A man was brutally murdered.

So, frankly, your sensibilities\Naren't high

on my list of priorities.

And it's Sergeant.

If you bully people,\Nthey're apt to shut down.

I wasn't bullying him, was I?

A touch more grace, Sergeant.

[ Police radio chatter ]

Get the search underway, please.

Yes, sir.

RADIO OPERATOR:\NControl to Sierra 3. Come in.

DALGLIESH: Sierra 3 to Control.

Is this your son?

Yes. He's in Australia.

You must miss him.

Is that why you're\Nso fond of Ryan?

Probably.

Ryan's not a bad boy.

How much do you know\Nabout him?

TALLY: Well, I -- I put\Na job advertisement

in the post office.

He came with a good reference.

A major in the Army.

Do you have children?

No.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

- Adam.\N- DALGLIESH: Roger.

- Still here then?\N- Apparently.

DENHOLM: Thanks for coming.

I found out this morning\Nabout your investigation

rather late in the day.

The fact is, your museum\Nis a place of interest for us.

Old Felix Dupayne --\NYou ever meet him?

No.

He co-ran Special Operations\Nduring the war.

Amongst other things.

And afterwards spent\Nsome time in the GDR.

An exceptional network\Nof sources.

And the connection\Ndidn't end with his death.

Which one?

Suspect?

Yes.

Strong?

As strong as anyone else\Nat this stage.

When you discover whodunnit,

I need you to come to me first.

Understood?

I mean it, Adam.

Don't upset the apple cart.

And, at risk of offending you\Nwith a mixed metaphor,

bigger fish.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Ca va?

Ca va.

[ Telephone rings ]

Answer it, please.

Don't mention that I'm here.

Hello?

RYAN: You've got to tell them\Nit wasn't me, Tally.

- Ryan.\N- RYAN: I need money.

- Try to calm down.\N- RYAN: I need to get out --

[ Dramatic music plays ]

MARCUS: Look, we should have\Nmentioned the issue

with the lease.

I accept that.

It was difficult\Nfor Nev growing up.

There's quite an age gap\Nbetween us and him,

and he clashed with Father.

Different politics.

But he was\Nstill one of the family.

He wouldn't have let us down.

TALLY: Oh, you came.

Listen, I'm leaving tonight.

I have to go.\NIt's not safe for me anymore.

DALGLIESH:\NHave you ever seen this man?

Well, it's hard to say\Nwhy the mask.

Mrs. Clutton believes\Nshe encountered

this man fleeing the scene.

She now thinks he may\Nhave been wearing a mask.

Okay, well, sometimes people\Ndo park here

illegally after dark.

Head off onto the heath\Nfor God knows

what sorts of activities.

Is it possible Neville\Nconfronted this man,

argued with him?

It's the sort of thing he'd do.

Another possibility is\Nthat your brother

wasn't the intended\Ntarget of the attack,

that the intended target\Nwas someone

with a more complex range\Nof associates.

Anything I need to know?

Nothing out of the ordinary\Nat all.

I'm barely active.

It's a lot more hum-drum than\NLe Carré would have you believe.

Hm.

TALLY: Calm down. I don't know\Nwhat you're so frightened of.

RYAN: I'm going.\NI have to go tonight.

Look, there's nothing\Nto be afraid of.

- Listen to me.\N- No!

OFFICER: Police. Don't move.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

All you have to do\Nis tell them the truth.

Stand still, Ryan.\NIt's okay.

Get off me.\NWhat have you done?

TARRANT: Hands behind your back.

She's gonna get me. Shit! Shit!

- Who's going to get you?\N- She's gonna kill me.

She's gonna bloody kill me.

Get off me! [ Grunts ] Shit!

And this is the case\Nyou will have all heard about,

because this man\Nrecently confessed to the crime,

having been found innocent\Nat his trial.

[ Sniffs, coughs ]

A bit of fresh air?

Yes.

Mancini was defended\Nby a certain Norman Birkett --

That's Lord Birkett\Nto you and me --

Oh, no, we don't open the trunk.

The lining's extremely fragile.

We do, occasionally.

Let's make an exception today.

[ Screaming ]

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MAN: Just calm down.

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