All language subtitles for Lewis s08.02

Alastair wasn't my friend.

We had a disagreement, and he's been
destroying my career ever since.

What happened? Quality of life
utterly ruined. Unable to walk,
think, or communicate.

He operated after a drink? I blew
the whistle, but he got some mate to
lie for him.

Swore Alastair hadn't touched a drop
all day. Erica?

I just wanted to say how sorry I am.
I know, you've said it.

Ballistics are saying the bullets
are a match to the one that shot
Alastair Stoke

and the one that shot Tom Marston
fired from the same rifle.

Not exactly the Sunday we'd planned?

I don't know - you, me, James, a
hole in the ground. It's what
weekends were made for.

Oh, that's just lovely!

Thank you, that's... Oh!

Nabeel, darling, look.

Jess has brought you a beautiful
birthday card.

Isn't it a beautiful birthday card?

Ah, that's great, look.

There's a scar from a recent cardiac
procedure.

I can't get to them properly, but
we've got scrapes and contusions
along his back,

from where he was dragged.

What's that on the side of his face?
Tiny pieces of thorn.

So he was shot here and he falls into
the thorns. Then he was dragged down
in there.

But why are his clothes pulled up?

If you're dragging someone headfirst,
they'd stay down.

HOBSON: To get to the exit wound on
his chest. It's been disturbed for
some reason.

Come on, if you want a lift.

(Exhales)

Sir? They've run the comparisons
again - both bullets are definitely a
match for Tom's rifle.

No, that can't be right. Where is
his rifle now?

In the evidence room at the police
station.

I followed procedure. OK.

No, seriously, sir, I did.

I logged it out for Ballistics on
Friday. I logged it back in again
yesterday.

I'm not doubting you. We just need
to see it.

It's Tom. It must be.

They've been here since the crack of
dawn looking for him.

Hey, is that right? Is it Tom
Marston?

Were you here earlier this morning?
It's nothing to do with me, mate.

We just need to know who's been on
the land.

Well, Chris stayed at mine last
night. I put him to bed about half
one.

I was hammered.

Are you not gonna tell us what's
going on, then?

When I have a vague idea myself.

It's here.

So, it was Ballistics screwed up and
not us. Thank God for that.

I'll get onto the lab. No, we need to
go there in person.

James, you might want to read this
before you go.

Thomas Marston was a witness in
Nabeel's negligence case.

Swore he was with Alastair all day,
and neither of them touched a drop.

It was his evidence kept Alastair in
the job.

We must find out where Nabeel's
parents were this morning and
pressure their alibi for Friday.

(Grunts)

Agh! (Drops spanner)

Gun clear!

We've repeated the entire process.
The results are the same.

I'm not questioning your expertise
here.

Anybody who says they're not
questioning my expertise is doing
precisely that.

(Gunshot)

The barrel of every rifle leaves a
set of unique marks on the bullets it
fires, like a fingerprint.

OK? Yeah.

So this is the bullet from your crime
scene this morning.

And I've just fired a bullet out of
that rifle to see what the rifling
marks look like.

Follow me.

Firing it into gelatine means we can
keep it intact and have a good look
at it.

Pete, give us two secs.

Now, the marks on our test bullet...

..match the marks on your crime scene
bullet.

So we know that rifle shot your dead
guy.

Not necessarily.

I think you'll find it does.

Anybody could make a signature
bullet like that, just like you did.

If they had access to that rifle,
they could create bullets that
always matched to it, right?

(Scoffs) In theory.

"In theory" would it be possible to
fire that bullet a second time, from
a different weapon,

and make it look like it had been
fired by that one?

I suppose so, yeah.

As long as the second gun had a
smooth barrel...like a shotgun...

so it didn't leave any more marks.

Then, of course, they'd have to be a
similar size.

And the bullet would behave rather
differently, mind.

In what way?

Well, it'd travel a hell of a lot
more slowly.

MADDOX: But you'd need access to a
place like this, to make the marked
bullet?

It doesn't have to be high tech.

They used to stand over a big tank of
water and fire the bullets into that.

But you can hardly go down your
local pool and ask the lifeguard if
you can open fire!

No, but you can break in.

When was that intruder reported at
Rougemont Pool?

If he's making allegations...

Tom Marston was murdered this
morning.

That's a shame. Would you like a cup
of tea before you go?

Just hang on... What?

Do you want them to pretend to be
sorry? Of course not.

He and his mate destroyed their
family.

Under the circumstances, I need to
know your whereabouts from last night
to this morning.

Same as before, we were here.
Actually in this house together?

Yes! Not in the garage?

Garage, house, what's the
difference?

And you?

I slept at college and then I came
here for breakfast at 9:30.

My colleagues spoke to you, I think,
about a website...

She can barely organise a
spreadsheet!

But you worked with computers, I
believe?

I've had enough.

If you think I've done something,
arrest me.

No. I didn't think so.

(Alarm bleeps)

It's Nabeel's seizure alarm.

I'll get it, shall I?

Come on, Jess.

It's all right, Nabeel, it's Mummy.

It's Jess.

Jess, would you mind?

Lodge it.

OK, darling, just...

That's it, sweetie.

There we are, there we are.

Hey. That's better.

Move your arm out.

That's it.

That's lovely.

There we go.

There we are, sweetie.

(Phone rings)

There we are, there we are.

All right, Maddox? You're where?

Right, I'll meet you there.

While you're on, can you do me a
favour?

Call around the nursing agencies,

find out if any of them have sent a
carer round to the Noorans in the
last 24 hours.

Possibly with the initials TD.

Yeah.

(Whir of power tools from garage)

# There came the concrete words from
a poem

# He spoke to me, and now, so you
know him

# And me too

# You look so pretty under this cool
country light...

Everybody happy? Yeah.

All good. Knife, please.

They forced the door.

Nothing was taken, so everyone just
assumed it was skinny-dipping
students.

Sometimes I wish I'd gone to
university.

How long ago was this break-in?

Wednesday before last. It was
something Maddox said that made me
think of it.

There you go, then. You'll miss her
when she's gone.

Gone where?

She's requested a transfer. Innocent
told me.

Really? Why?

This is the one.

There's something in one of the
tiles.

I really think it is.

He was framed.

They must have had firearms
experience.

Did the Noorans have weapons
licences?

No.

Gillian Fernsby has a whole arsenal.

Yeah, but you'd have to be a decent
swimmer.

Your elders can swim!

Although we usually have the sense
to turn up fully equipped with a
costume.

This wasn't high on my to-do list
today.

Did you do any swimming in your
Spanish "not-a-pilgrimage"?

Are you gonna give up on this at any
point?

I'm still expecting my postcard,
that's all.

Right, Sergeant Maddox. Um...you
finish up here and go with him.

Yeah.

And?

"Thank you for all your hard work,
Sergeant"?

Yeah, because you used to say, "Well
done," whenever I completed a task.

Yeah, I think I did, in the early
days.

(Mock offended) And then you just
stopped!

Well, I'm only trying to help.

No need to get your knickers in a
twist.

Why go to all the trouble to frame
Tom and then kill him with one of
the same bullets?

It doesn't make any sense, it ruins
the plan.

Maybe his death wasn't part of the
original plan, it's why they were
interested in the exit wound.

Meaning?

Perhaps the killer wanted to reassure
themselves

the bullet had gone right through
Tom's body

and there was at least a sporting
chance that it would never be found.

They must still be worrying about the
bullet in the tile, though.

They've got to weigh it up: the risk
of leaving it in the pool

versus the risk of being caught
trying to get it out.

That's what we need to change, then,
the balance of risk.

Mum.

This is what happens if you don't
keep foxes down.

I can't keep foxes down without a
gun.

I can let you have your air rifle
back.

(Scoffs)

Are you ready to confirm that it was
Tom Marston up there?

It was.

I was wanting a word with Gilly on
her own, if that's OK?

Mum? Yeah, go on.

I'll be in in a minute.

Thanks.

Why didn't you tell us about the
culvert?

When we were looking for Tom
Marston,

I asked you specifically if there
was anything like that on the
property.

GILLY: That thing was so overgrown,
I'd completely forgotten about it.

LEWIS: You didn't remember?

And when I asked you about places to
hide on the land, that didn't jog
your memory?

GILLY: No, no, it didn't.

Sorry, I need to go.

Will you find somebody else, please?

They've installed a motion sensor at
the pool

that'll set an alarm off in the
porter's office if it's triggered.

It could work - if I was the killer,
I'd want that bullet out before they
exposed the tile.

Sir!

They've taken down the animal rights
website! When?

Literally just this second.

What do you reckon? Mission
accomplished?

That depends if the site and the
murders are linked.

There must still be a way of tracing
it. Maddox can find that out.

We need to go and talk to the Noorans
again.

Turns out their alibi was a lie.

Here.

Thanks. What on earth do you need it
for?

So you initial this every time you
give Nabeel his medicines, is that
correct?

Yes.

But between 11:00 last night and 9:00
this morning,

the initials read "TD".

Tracey Daley, an agency nurse,

says she looked after your son while
you were both out of the house.

You blame Alastair Stoke for what
happened during your son's operation

and Tom Marston for the fact that he
wasn't struck off.

They're both dead, you're lying
about your whereabouts.

Surely you can understand... It's
not about understanding,

it's about a right to privacy. Riz...

I won't be harassed!

Tell them.

Rizwan.

Tell them where we were - or I will.

I'll be with my son if you need me.

You take him to all these hospital
appointments...

..and they think they're being
encouraging.

I was in his room last week and I
came across this coursework essay -

about quality-of-life debates.

It was so mature...so well-argued.

It was like...

..he was telling us what he would
want.

And so this morning...

Ayesha found this lawyer in the
Netherlands.

He agreed to meet us at Gatwick
before his flight back.

We drove up last night.

And at 7:00 this morning,

we were sitting in front of a
stranger at the airport...

..asking him...

..how we could let our son die.

At least it's something we can
check.

It only gives them an alibi for
Tom's murder. It doesn't let them
off the hook for Alastair.

But it's all about Alastair, what
happened in that operating theatre.

They think he's escaped justice.
Oh, it can't be them.

Well, maybe you just don't want it to
be them.

I don't know.

This job can be bleak sometimes.

Do you want me to do this Erica Stoke
trip by myself?

No, you're all right. In for a
penny...

They've targeted my husband and now
his business partner.

Should I be worried? There's no
reason to think so.

But we need to know where you were
between 6:30 and 7:00 this morning.

In bed.

Can anyone verify that? You mean,
was anyone in bed with me?

(Clattering)

Is there somebody else in the house?
Stay there, please.

Ah, hello, boys!

I was just having a little tidy up.

It's not what it looks like. I threw
most of it.

It's not her fault.

I misread things.

I'm an idiot. You need to go home.

Sure you're all right?

Bit embarrassed.

There's no nice way of asking this,
but are you having an affair with
Simon Eastwood?

(Sighs) This again.

No, I am not having an affair with
Simon Eastwood.

We were engaged and that's all the
hospital rumour mill needs.

I'm thinking of starting one myself,
about the scrub nurse who inherited
50 grand.

What do you mean? She's great with
the families, they love her.

But she was a backseat surgeon in
theatre,

then she encouraged Simon when he
made those stupid allegations.

I take it you don't believe them?

I don't think Simon was being
malicious. He was just wrong.

Alastair hadn't been drinking - but
even if he had, Simon was too afraid
to make the cut.

He admitted it himself.

What was Alastair supposed to do?

Say, "Sorry, I've had a glass of
wine," and let the boy bleed out on
the table?

Take this one home, will you? Yes,
sir.

What are the events in the modern
pentathlon?

If we're doing pub quizzes, we're
doing them in the pub or I'm going
home.

It involves both shooting and
swimming, though, doesn't it?

Why?

Erica was runner up in the Oxford
Ladies' Championship three years
ago.

(Footsteps on stairs)

If you're not gonna finish that, I
want my patio back.

It'll be seaworthy soon. I have a
plan!

Really? I didn't think you told me
your plans these days.

Come on, Laura.

The hours will get better. I don't
have a problem with the hours,
Robbie.

If running around in a bulletproof
vest makes you happy, go for it.

Hiya. Said I'd bring this back.

Oh, thanks. I think we can trust her
with an air rifle.

Would you mind giving it to her? No,
that's fine.

Night. Thanks.

Sorry, they're doing repairs.

Seriously, I owe you.

(Chuckles) Don't push it.

You rescued a melted hard drive for
me, you didn't split the atom.

(Email alert)

Alex, really appreciate it, but I've
got to go.

Sir?

Sir? Yes?

It's the raw material from the
hunted.org.uk website.

You tried to burn it last night, my
sergeant saw you.

We managed to retrieve some data so
we know what's on it.

Lorraine, this is a murder inquiry.

I haven't killed anyone.

I just wanted to make life difficult
for them.

OK.

The whole point of selling the farm
was so my mother could keep on
living there,

but Tom bullied her from the day he
took over.

So you set up the website? Mm.

How did you make the server so
difficult to trace?

It's hard to explain. Well, I wish
you would.

We have a whole team working on it.

Was it something to do with dynamic
IP assignment?

Of course it wasn't.

Mum...

If you use a proxy server abroad, IP
lookups are useless anyway.

What about the arson attack at the
lodge? That wasn't Chris either.

He didn't even know you were
planning it.

She didn't plan it - she just did it.

He only helped with the computer bit
- a few hours on his laptop, that's
all he did.

Why?

I've still got half the money they
gave me for the farm.

If Christopher got a mortgage, we
could buy some of it back.

It's completely delusional.

LEWIS: When did you become aware of
all this?

Yesterday afternoon.

I borrowed Chris's laptop and the
images were on it.

I made him come straight home from
work and take it down.

So you tried to dispose of the
evidence?

This one stupid thing could destroy
him.

He's applying for medical school next
year.

No, I'm not. Let's not do this now.

No, let's!

You always decide what to do, don't
you?

It was you that decided Gran was
selling the farm.

You won't even let me talk about
running it. We need to continue this
under caution.

This has nothing to do with what
happened to Alastair and Tom.

He was asleep on my settee when Tom
was killed and she was at A&E.

Show him, Mum.

She managed to burn herself when she
was setting the fire.

I let it go for a couple of days, but
I couldn't stand the pain.

I got back just as you were looking
for Tom. We'll need statements from
all of you.

I've a clinic in ten minutes. They
can't replace me. Chris has got a
shift.

Well, you'll both be given a time to
report to the station. And you,
you're coming with us.

If you've phoned in sick, you might
as well come to his appointment with
him.

I promised I'd do this for him, and
I'm doing it.

For what?

So he can drive his girlfriend to the
cinema,

take his mates to the beach?

It's no use to him!

Rizwan...

it'll never be of any use to him!

Even if what Gillian says checks
out, that only gives Chris a pretty
flimsy alibi, doesn't it?

I mean, his mum's already lied for
him once.

Meticulous planning, that's what it
is.

Hardly. She set herself on fire!

No, not that. I mean, the preparation
-

getting hold of Tom's gun, making the
signature bullets.

What sort of person is capable of
planning that?

Hiya.

Hello.

Happy 18th for yesterday,
sweetheart.

I got you a present but I left it at
home.

It's been a bit...well...

Are you OK? Yeah. Fine.

It's just um...

I saw you arriving and wanted you to
know that we're running a bit late.

I'll leave you with Chris.

Hello again, mate!

You all right? Yeah.

Come on, then, let's go.

No, I know, but it does feel like
I'm giving up.

Oh, Tone, let me give you a call
back.

Yeah, you too.

Just popping out for a sandwich, if
you fancy anything else?

I'm fine, actually, thank you.

Is Gillian Fernsby cooperating?
Yeah, pretty much.

We're letting her out on bail.

Did you manage to get in contact with
that Dutch lawyer?

He told them he couldn't help them.

I might call in on them later.

Oh, do you want me to come with you?
No, no, you're all right. It's not
police business.

This was in last night's paper.

They offer help with respite care.

I hope they don't think I'm
interfering.

That's not interfering. That's
lovely.

Well.

RADIO: Last week, we talked about
the book trade

and how it's faring in the new world
of e-readers, online retailers,

and the boom in self-publishing.

Today, on the One O'clock Programme,
we're going to continue that
discussion,

but from the point of view of
readers.

How are our habits changing?

Sir.

He's down there.

Laura reckons he's been dead about an
hour and a half.

Anything taken? Not as far as we
know.

Ayesha thinks he must have disturbed
an intruder,

but that's all we've been able to
get.

Flecks of grey paint.

Until this morning, he was a suspect
in a double murder enquiry. This
isn't a random break-in.

Urine-soaked trousers. Dry carpet.

So he's been moved?

Laura never mentioned that.

Mrs Nooran?

What happened?

You told me you'd been at the
hospital.

Do you know what time you got back?

Yes...so midday.

You didn't call us till quarter to
one.

I was with...Nabeel for a while and
um...

I didn't...

I didn't find him straightaway.

You said you couldn't be sure where
Rizwan was when...

No, no, Riz is not a murderer!
Ayesha, Ayesha, listen.

Listen, I know you've got to get
Nabeel settled with his carer, OK?

But, honestly, the best thing to do
is just to get through these
questions, OK?

Then we're done, you can have some
space. OK.

Did Rizwan mention any plans for
today?

Was he planning on meeting anyone?

No. He was here.

Had he been doing some work in the
garage?

Yes.

It's open.

If I hadn't taken this job, we
wouldn't be spending all this
quality time together.

You'd be talking to a much less
attractive DI.

Do you want the benefit of my
professional opinion or not?

I want the benefit of all your
opinions.

Well, I don't think you do, Robbie.

Cause of death - cerebral hypoxia.

But on closer examination of the
neck,

the furrow from whatever's been used
is angled upwards.

If I was to strangle you...

a not inconceivable prospect these
days...

..I'd pull the ligature together like
this, and it stays horizontal, see?

Yeah. Whereas with hanging,

the body hangs from the bottom of the
noose, and the furrow slopes upwards.

(Clears throat) Sir.

And add to that, he's been moved.

Are you sure? No, I'm certain.

From the way the lividity's shifted,

I'd say he was hanging maybe half an
hour before they moved him onto his
back.

Homicidal hangings do occur.

But they're rare.

I think you're looking at a suicide
dressed up as a murder.

If it was suicide, there's no real
reason to link it to the other two
deaths.

No, they're definitely linked. Look.

What is it?

Paint analysis from the door frame
at the pool.

It's been repainted several times -
first grey, then white, then grey
again.

It's an exact match for the colour
sequence from the paint chips on the
Noorans' back door.

So the tool that was used to break
into the pool was the same as the one
at the Noorans'?

It's a safe bet, I'd say.

And if we assume the same person was
using the tool both times,

then to find out who fired Tom
Marston's gun into the pool,

all we need to do is find out who
faked the break-in at the Noorans'.

She found the body, so either she's
part of it, or she's the key to
finding out who is.

What? Makes sense, doesn't it?

Yeah, it makes perfect sense.

You remind me of someone I used to
work for.

The phone company are sending a list
of recent calls, I'm just going to
chase them up.

No, I need you in there. She trusts
you, I was hoping you could lead.

Do you mind sitting this one out?
Not at all.

Good luck. Yeah.

We'd like to go back to the
beginning, if that's all right?

But this time, we need you to tell
us what actually happened.

I don't understand.

Rizwan did this to himself.

No, no.

When somebody hangs themselves...
their bladders give way.

There was a mark on a beam in the
garage with a stain underneath.

He was obviously under a lot of
pressure.

You both were.

What happened?

Well, um...

I was supposed to do most of the
caring and um...he was supposed to go
to work.

That was the agreement that we had.

When you got home, you found him
hanging in the garage.

Yes.

We'd just got out the life insurance
and he must have known that it
wouldn't pay out for suicide.

How can I let him abandon us like...

He's a big guy, though.

I'd have had trouble moving him by
myself.

You had help, didn't you?

Ayesha, this is... this is really
important.

We believe the person that helped you

was involved in the murders of Thomas
Marston and Alastair Stoke.

Who was it?

You said I could have a solicitor.
I'd like one now, please.

It must be someone close to Ayesha,
you know, someone she trusted.

Well, the obvious choice is Jessica
Tallison,

but if whoever helped Ayesha was
involved in both murders, it's not
her,

she was with me when Alastair Stoke
was killed.

And Ayesha and Rizwan didn't kill Tom
Marston

because they were with their Dutch
lawyer the morning he was killed.

They're all in it together, all
three of them? Sir?

Ayesha Nooran's call list has come
through.

There's one at 12:03. It's an Oxford
number.

(Ringing tone)

Department of Neurosurgery.

Who am I talking to, please?

You're through to the main desk in
Neurosurgery. Can I help you?

James? What's this about a silent
alarm at Rougemont Pool? They say
it's been triggered.

Hello? Find out who they were
speaking to.

Hi, this is DS Maddox, I'm from
Oxford Police.

Around midday.

I need to know who she was put
through to.

Really?

Come on, Lorraine. Out you get.

Alastair made the same speech to all
his new students:

"Surgery is controlled brutality.

And the day that stops frightening
you is the day you should stop doing
this job."

The problem was, he didn't believe
it any more. That's what made him
dangerous.

You thought he was reckless and
that's why you killed him?

I'm a nurse.

I have a duty to protect my
patients.

And you framed Thomas Marston - why?

Because he'd given evidence in
support of Alastair?

He lied.

It was his fault Alastair was still
operating.

And then when Tom came in for his
cardio procedure, there were his
keys in the locker.

But you went to such lengths to
incriminate him - you succeeded. What
went wrong?

I got scared.

Alastair was lying there.

I had this shotgun.

I'd planned to throw it in the
river, but I couldn't move.

And then I remembered this culvert
that I used to play in when I was
little.

I didn't think anyone knew about it
but me,

but then when we were driving back
from A&E with Mum, I saw Tom coming
out of the woods.

He'd found the gun.

LEWIS: He worked out how he'd been
framed? No.

But he would.

So I asked to have a look at it.

And you turned the gun on him.

It was very quick, very humane.

There's nothing humane about what you
did.

LEWIS: Tell us about Rizwan. You
helped move him.

It was your idea, wasn't it?

Yes.

Ayesha rang me at the hospital when
she got back from our clinic
appointment.

I've always looked after that family.

(Snorts)

You've seen Nabeel.

Was I supposed to let that happen
again?

So you based your entire little...
crusade, or whatever it is,

on an event you hadn't even
witnessed?

A year ago, I wouldn't have believed
it.

But something changed in him.

He thought he was invincible and he
started taking risks.

Why was he still regarded as one of
the best in his field?

(Scoffs) Erica would say that.

What's it got to do with Erica?

She was the one who let him feel like
he was God.

She had no idea how to handle him.

Oh, but you did?

You'd worked together for years -
you were his "work wife".

But then along came Erica and he
didn't need you any more.

He was reckless. I saw it in
operation after operation.

Why were his outcomes usually so
good?

Why does he have an office wall
covered in thank you cards from
grateful patients?

Your colleagues have a nickname for
you, do you know that?

Yes.

The Backseat Surgeon.

I have a duty.

I only ever do what's right for my
patients.

And which one of your patients asked
you to play God?

She won't let it go.

She insists he was dangerous.

The man had one complaint in 30
years.

How many would a copper get in that
time?

Are you comparing what we do to
brain surgery?

Nah...police work's much more
complicated than that.

Come on, you've just solved your
first murder as a DI. We're going out
to celebrate.

I can't.

Yes, you can. Maddox can help you
with all that.

That's assuming she's sticking
around? She is.

There you go. Fetch your coat.

Or if you prefer, show us the
photographs from your gap year at the
cathedral.

I didn't go to the cathedral.

I got to the village, well, the last
village but one,

and then um...I turned around and I
came back.

You walked right across Spain to see
a church and didn't go in?

Yeah.

Quick pint at The Black Horse?

I think we can do better than that.

But I thought you'd given up on the
canoe?

Nah, I never give up.

Just found alternate means of
production.

You paid someone to make it, didn't
you? Why not? I'm earning again.

Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about
that, actually.

Oh, yeah?

Well, it's been horrific working
with you, obviously.

Obviously.

But, if it gets you out of the house
in your old age,

then I could possibly put up with
you for a little longer.

Ah, that's good of you, James.

That's really good of you.

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