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He's here.

You'd think one of you would
help me with the booze.

Hey!

Come here, you.

Ohhh!

Oh! Mwah!

And the best of it is
she really wanted me.

Stop it!

And it was right
here, in the kitchen!

Annie, I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

Yeah. Go to bed, Rick.

Go to bed.

You knew
exactly what he was doing!

Has anyone seen Rick?

No.

I'll go and wake him.

Tea...

Rick?

You awake?

Morning. Mm.

Morning.

Who's that from?
Yeah, I don't know.

There's more for you, Mark.

Now, Kenny, you're Secret Santa.

Oh... Uh, why me?

Oh, 'cause I know
how much you love it.

The names are all
in there.

That's the spirit.

Kenny's Secret Santa, everyone!

It's still under 10
quid, right? Aye.

Better be.

Ho-ho-ho. Come on, come on.

Morning. Ah, Billy!

Now, you all know Billy,
from the front desk.

PC Billington.

He's on secondment
to CID for a month.

He's requested this
department, for some reason.

I wanted to learn from the best.

Uh, nobody likes a suck-up.

Boss? Boss?

Superintendent Watkins on
the phone. He wants a word.

Uh, the Super. What's he want?

Well, I'll
take it in here.

Your name's in
the hat. Thanks.

Here you go.

That your dad's suit?

It's my brother's.

Uh, Billy, I've got a very
important job for you, son.

It involves milk, two
sugars and a tea bag.

There appears
to have been a fatality

on your home turf - Holy Island.

A fatality, sir?

Cause of death, sir?
Suicide. Hanging.

I need you to get there
as soon as you can.

Oh, well, how do we know
it's a suicide, sir?

That's what the
informant told us.

And, as yet, we have no
reason to think otherwise.

The deceased, Rick Kelsall,
had a national profile.

Ah, so, there might
be press interest.

Not yet. But there will be.

We wouldn't want it to look like
we haven't done our jobs, would we?

Well, I always do... Bye.

Alright, listen up, everyone.

There's been an unexplained death
on Holy Island, of all places.

Possible suicide.

And Superintendent Watkins
wants us to take a look at it.

He said he's a celebrity.

Rick Kelsall. I've
never heard of him.

Oh, yeah, no, he's definitely
famous. I grew up watching him.

Didn't he lose his job
a couple of weeks ago?

I used to watch his
travel programs.

Aye, and that cooking one.

Yeah. Got it.

"Morning Sunrise's
co-host, Rick Kelsall,

"forced to leave over accusations
of sexual harassment."

That could be a
motive for suicide.

Uh, now, first lesson, Billy -

don't jump to conclusions
before we've even seen him,

otherwise, you might
miss the obvious.

Well, the tide's in.

We'll have to go by boat.

Aiden, I'll need you
to drive me motor over.

And get Paula to go
with you. I'm honoured.

Don't scratch it, go easy on the
clutch and don't get a ticket.

Morning, Jack. Alright.

Ah. I'm here about
the fatality, pet.

DCI Vera Stanhope.

Oh, I'm Annie Laidlore. Come in.

Um, I was the one who found him.

Hey, that must
have been a shock.

Now, did you know the deceased?

Yes. He was our friend. Well,
I'm sorry for your loss.

If you could just show me.

Yeah. He's in his... bedroom.

Now, I'd like you all to wait
here while I take a look.

Now, have any of you
been into the room?

No. No.

It was clear
he was dead. No.

Thanks. Thank you.

Yes, ma'am. VERA:
Aiden, you on your way.

I should be with you shortly.
Paula's not far behind.

Have you seen him?

Well, it looks
like he hanged himself.

Right. So, what's the 'but'?

Well, there's mud on the bed.

It looks like somebody stood on
it. Well, that would have been him.

No, he's barefoot and
his shoes are clean.

And... I can't see a note.

This doesn't feel right.

Annie Laidlore.

L-A-I-D-L-O-R-E.

Philip Robson.

Louisa and Sam Hampton.

Hampton.

Anyone else, uh, staying here?

No. It was just the five of us.

Hmm.

And you're certain none of
you went into that room?

Yeah. Mm-hm. Yeah.

Right.

What do you think happened here?

Well, it's obvious.

He's... he's killed himself.

No, he... he was
different last night.

We should have picked up on it.
We've known him long enough.

Uh...

We were all at school together.

He was drunk! How
were we to know?!

Annie's right. He
wasn't quite himself.

He...

He was trying so hard
to have a good time.

So, can you think of any reason at
all why he might have done this?

No. No.

Did he mention losing his job?

If you mean those ludicrous
things he was accused of,

they were a pack of lies.

So, you all went
to school together?

Kimmerston Grammar. Sixth form.

That's where we
all became friends.

We all came here for
the first time in 1977.

N... Not all.

Alright. Don't
rewrite history.

You want to say something, Sam?

He's dead!

That fella in...

Rick, love. Rick.

Don't worry
about it, Sam. It's fine.

Look, the thing is we all came
here, apart from Louisa, in 1977.

It was a sixth-form
residential - Only Connect.

We knew of each other before,
but, you know, not really.

Coming here changed our lives.

We had a brilliant teacher.

Oh, she was amazing.

Miss Marshall. Judy.

She was young,
passionate, idealistic.

And sexy.

Judy was very sexy.

She wanted the weekend to bond
us, you know, bring us together.

We've, uh...

We've come back here every
five years since then.

Ah, well, the bonding
certainly worked.

So, if you could give me the name
of the deceased's next of kin.

That'd be Charlotte,
his ex-wife.

Charlotte Thomas.

Yes, um...

..she was here the,
uh... the first weekend,

until her dad came
and took her back

home to Hesket.

Hesket?

Charlotte Thomas of Hesket.

Mm.

Is her father Isaiah Thomas?

You know him?

Billy?

He's on the ground floor,
straight through the kitchen.

Great.

Oh, you're not your
normal, cheery self.

I'm meant to be going to a Christmas
market today, but here I am.

Well, there's a few weeks yet.
I'm sure there'll be another one.

Now, have you
scratched me motor?

What? Of course not!
Right, come here.

Well, they all seem
to think it's suicide.

Well, did he mention
losing his job to them?

Well, only to say they thought
the allegation was false.

But listen to this.

His next of kin is his
ex-wife, Charlotte Thomas.

Isaiah Thomas's daughter.

You're joking! I'm not.

Rick Kelsall's related to

one of the biggest crime
families in the north-east?

Mm. Isn't that interesting, eh?

The rest of the party should
have vacated the building hours ago.

Well, they all said they
didn't come in here,

but if you find
evidence that they did,

well, that's something,
isn't it? Mm.

Have you worked out
it's not suicide yet?

What makes you say that?

Well, his phone's on charge
and there's mud on the bed,

presumably from
someone standing on it.

Mm. I hadn't got to that yet.

And, in answer to your
question, of course I have.

When we lifted him down,

I noticed a lack of V-shaped
bruising around the ligature,

indicating he was
hanged after death.

I told you. So, what
was the cause of death?

Suffocation. I found orange
fibres in both his nose and mouth.

Oh, the cushion.

There are traces of what appear
to be saliva and mucus on it.

I'll be able to
confirm it in the lab.

So, time of death?

Rough estimate,
between 1am and 4am.

Could they have got in
through any of these windows?

They're all locked shut. The
keys are in the bedside drawer.

We've dusted, but it
doesn't look disturbed.

Right. Get on to the office.
Get Kenny to inform the Super.

And I want everyone
here checked out.

Ma'am. Hey, thanks, Paula.

You can't leave. I'm sorry.
You can't force us to stay.

It's not our fault
Rick did this.

Hey, you're going nowhere,
love. None of you are.

Your friend didn't commit suicide
after all. He was murdered.

And you four are
my lead suspects.

Who got here first yesterday?

I did. I arrived here Thursday.

Stayed with a friend
on the island.

The friend's name?
Sid Sinclair.

I, uh... I knew
him through work.

I travelled up from Catford and I
arrived here 2:30pm, on the dot.

Yeah, and what work's
that? I'm a vicar.

Was. Recently retired.

It's absurd to think one
of us could have done it!

We were his closest friends!

Who gave you the keys?

There was a set left in
a safe place out front.

And they're in the kitchen,
along with the spare set.

Just two sets? Yes!

And what time did the
deceased get here?

Around four.

He'd been staying at
his father's old house

since Tuesday, over in Cleeve.

Charlotte wanted to kill him.

His ex? Aye.

She told us. You remember?

No, darling. That was
years ago, when they split up.

He broke her heart. She
didn't mean it. She was upset.

Because of his affairs. Yes.

This is ridiculous. None of
us would have killed Rick.

Well, someone did.

And since this is
now a murder inquiry,

you're all going to have to
stay here until further notice.

Is that clear?

Nobody leaves the island.

Jac, any information
about the deceased.

Richard Kelsall,
known as Rick.

He owns a three-bed mews house
in Bloomsbury, mortgage-free.

And what's that worth?

2.5 million, plus
the house in Cleeve.

That'll be his dad's.

I called his agent,
but her phone's off.

Mark, what about bank
records? Phone records?

The wheels are
in motion, ma'am.

Right. And Charlotte Thomas?

I've got her details.
She lives in an old pub.

It's a yoga studio
downstairs, flat above it.

It's in Hesket.

Right. Can you send those
details over, Kenny?

I can't hear you nodding
your head, Kenny.

Uh, yes, ma'am.
I'll send them now.

Right.

I'll see you all later.

I'm so sorry, pet.

He died some time last night.

He was found this morning
by one of his friends.

He was only here yesterday.

He was here? He
stayed on Thursday.

Couldn't bear to be at
his dad's any longer.

Did he say why? It wasn't
a happy place for him.

Clearing through his dad's
papers was just too much.

Do you have the
keys to his house?

Aye. Could we have them, love?

Oh... Oh, right.

So, were you still in a
relationship with Rick?

Sadly not.

But I'd have had him
back like a shot.

It was strange.

He kissed me on Friday
morning, before he left.

He didn't normally do that.

He was on edge. Thanks, love.

What time did he leave?

About 11:00.

He was going to see someone,
but he didn't say who.

Mm-hm.

Now, I've been with his friends,
you know, from the reunion, and...

..well, I wouldn't
have put them together.

Oh, they were very
different back then.

Apart from Rick.
He never changed.

Philip was a punk. Wanted to
tear down the establishment.

Sam and Louisa were gonna
have their own school.

Annie was gonna have a
dozen children with Daniel.

Who's Daniel?

Her boyfriend back then.

Daniel Rede. As in
Rede Holiday Parks?

Aye. He was at the
first Only Connect.

I hated that weekend.

Everyone talking about their
feelings and little secrets.

You weren't close
to the group, then?

Not once the marriage was over.

I never understood why
they keep going back.

It's so morbid, after
what happened with Isobel.

Who's Isobel?

Isobel. Louisa's sister.

She died at the first reunion.

1982. How'd she die?

She argued with Rick and
drove off along the causeway.

But the tide came in.

She got a mile across and
then got caught. She drowned.

You see much of
your dad these days?

He's in a home.

And before you start
insinuating anything,

I have nothing to do with
my father's line of work.

You know, she's
right. It IS morbid.

Why go back to a place
where someone drowned?

And why didn't her sister,
Louisa, mention it?

Well, it's over 40 years
ago. It's not relevant.

Everything's relevant
until it isn't.

Well, at least we know there
was something going on with him

on the day he died.

I mean, everyone close to him
said he was behaving differently.

A bit off. Hmm?

We've just got to find out why.

Kenny, did you get anywhere, digging
into this sexual harassment claim?

Nothing on the system, ma'am.

Her name's Eliza Jones. All
I can find is this one article.

It says Rick got her alone in his
office, hugged her and kissed her.

So, he's the presenter
and she's work experience?

That's an abuse of power.

She also mentioned she'd heard

that others hadn't
gotten away so lightly.

Have you spoken to
this journalist?

Not yet. He's avoiding me.

Well, when you do, find out why
it was never reported to the Met.

I also chased up the TV company.

But they won't talk
without the CEO's say-so,

and he's in New York.

What about the agent?

Phone's still off.

She's a one-woman show with a
handful of high-earning clients.

Ah, well, when you do
contact her, let me know.

Now, then, according to
his ex, Charlotte Thomas,

he was meeting someone
on Friday morning.

Any idea who or where?

There's no ANPR. It's too rural.

Well, we know he was at
his dad's place in Cleeve,

from Tuesday to Thursday.

So, ask around, talk
to the neighbours.

Billy caught Annie
and Philip arguing.

Said it was heated.
Wanted you to know.

Did he?

I could just get back there
before the tide comes in.

Can I trust you to
hold the fort here?

You trusted me with
your Land Rover.

They've gone to
the chapel, ma'am.

They said it's a
rule of staying here.

They get 20 minutes of private
reflection a day there.

Oh, is it now?!

I thought it would be alright.

It's nowhere near
the deceased's room.

And you didn't think to
follow the murder suspects?

Well, I'll stay here,
then, shall I, ma'am?

Uh, Philip?

Louisa, I'm looking for Annie.

She's still inside.

Annie?

Hey.

I'm sorry to disturb you, pet.

Only I've got a couple of
questions I need to ask you.

See, my young colleague said
he saw you arguing with Philip.

Could you tell me
what that was about?

He and Rick argued
after we'd gone to bed.

I didn't hear what about.

Rick was trying to calm
Philip down. Philip was angry.

I mean, it wasn't unusual.

It happens a lot.

Hmm.

So, why were you
and Philip arguing?

I was asking him about it.

He got defensive.
I kept pushing him.

Well, I'll catch up with Philip
in the morning, have a chat.

So, can I ask you
about you and Rick?

'Cause I can see you were close.

Well...

..he was my first boyfriend.

Only lasted a month, but we got
something much better from it.

Friendship.

Did you know Rick stayed with
Charlotte on Thursday night?

Did he? Mm.

She said he was...
on edge, not himself.

I could tell he was
vulnerable last night.

He was masking by
drinking, being loud.

I thought that's why
he said sorry to me.

He said he was celebrating.
Celebrating what?

His name had been cleared and
he was going back to his book.

He'd written the first chapter
and he was... keen to finish it.

Hmm. What was it about?

It was... autobiographical.

About us, when we were
young, what shaped us,

our friendships.

He was calling it 1977 until...

Until what?

He'd given it a different title.

So, what was the new title?

1982 - the year of
our first reunion.

And also the year
Isobel drowned.

You know? Aye. I know.

He said it would be
about his, um, secrets.

What secrets?

Later, I pushed him on it,

but all he'd say was that
Louisa would finally find out

why her sister drove
away, why Isobel drowned.

Billy, shake a leg.

Billy?

Sorry. Are you not up yet?!

Uniform's about to leave.

We need to get over
to Pilgrim's House.

And you need to find out
if there are any more keys.

I need to talk to Philip. So,
come on! Will you get a move on?!

Yes, ma'am. Thanks for the
breakfast. I'll eat it on the way.

Yeah, that...

You enjoying that?

Yeah, thanks, ma'am.

Oh...

Anything? They're
not upstairs.

But their things are up there.

Oh...

He's left his phone.

The chapel. That's
where they'll be.

There's no sign of them.

Do you fancy a dip?

What? No, thank
you. I can't swim.

Philip?!

Philip?!

Hey, Philip. Come on,
get your clothes on.

We need to talk up at the house.

We'll, um... Yeah.

Oi!

So, you do that every
reunion, do you?

Go for a dip?

No. First time.

Oh. Celebrating your
friend's death, then.

We were celebrating his life!

He used to do it, which is
why Rick was so youthful,

despite his alcohol consumption.

He was like a brother.

Just less good at
staying in touch.

So, is that why you
were arguing with him

after everyone had gone to bed?

Ah, that was nothing.

Nothing to do with
his book, 1982?

Yeah, not much
gets past me, pet.

Ah...

I thought it was exploitative.

Why?

Oh, it was obvious he was gonna use
Isobel's death to make more sales.

Are you saying you think her death
might not have been an accident?

Well, of course it
was an accident.

She drove straight out
there. It was... tragic.

Who else was here in 1982?

Apart from Isobel, um...

..me, uh, Rick,

Sam and Louisa,
Annie and Daniel.

Daniel Rede? Aye.

Hmm.

Are you still in touch
with him? No. When, uh...

..when he broke up with
Annie, uh, we chose Annie.

Rick
was, uh, quite glad.

Excuse me, pet.

Go on.

I'm meeting Rick's
agent, Cecilia Bertrand.

She was due to meet
him this morning.

It seems that she didn't
know that he was dead,

and I didn't enlighten her.

Well, make sure you go
easy on her. Will do, boss.

Oh, and Aiden, get her to give
you what she's got of the book.

OK.

Are we finished?

For now. I'm sorry.

I've only packed enough
medication for two days,

and Sam's gonna
miss his next dose.

It doesn't matter,
pet. I-I'm fine.

It does, Sam.

Because in three hours,
you won't be fine.

No, you can go. But I will need
to talk to all of you again.

I'll speak to you soon.

We'll drop you in the village.

Are you staying on the island?

Aye. At Sid's. My
friend's house.

Well, that may
be the case, Mark,

but Annie Laidlore said
the book's all about them,

and that lass who died.

So, we need to look into everyone who
was at that first reunion in 1982.

- I'll send you over a
list. - Yes, ma'am.

And, Jac, how are we doing
with the production company?

They're claiming they can't get
hold of anyone over the weekend.

Yeah, well, I don't
care a Sunday!

I mind if it's Sunday.

Kenny, I need you to check out
Charlotte Thomas's finances.

And, Jac, before I go,

I want you to ring around all the
pubs and hostels on the island.

Get them and their bar
staff to compile a list

of everyone who was
in on Friday night.

Ma'am.

Oh.

Look, find yourself
a desk, Billy.

Sorry. Yeah. Get out
from under my feet.

Any news, Jac?

Uh, the pub was
full of regulars.

Yeah, but not there. Sorry.

A few tourists stayed over.

Just one woman at the
Star not accounted for.

I'm waiting to hear back from
the barmaid to get a description.

Ah, good work, Jac.

Aiden, so, did this agent give
you what she's got of the book?

It's only the first chapter,
but she's sending it over.

She said he was eager
to finish writing it.

'Driven' was the word she used.

Had he mentioned the
lass who drowned?

Isobel Hall? No.

I got the impression it was about
something much closer to home.

Ma'am. That was Paula.

Post-mortem's done.

Ah, right. Let's go. You'll
tell me all about it on the way.

Kenny, look after Billy.

Milk, two sugars. Yeah, I know.

He was asphyxiated to death
and it was staged as a hanging.

There was considerable
alcohol in his system.

He was probably in a deep
sleep when it happened.

Well, obviously
neither of the women

could have lifted him into
position on their own.

Or Sam. Realistically, only Philip
could have done it on his own.

But it could have
been two of them.

Or all of them.

What about the mud
on the bed cover?

No identifiable
footprints, I'm afraid.

They've done a fairly good job
of clearing up after themselves.

But going by the penetration
of soil through the cotton,

we have proof that something
very heavy was on the bed.

Like someone standing,
holding him up.

Exactly.

Can you be more accurate
with the time of death?

Between 1am and 3am.

And the island was accessible
from the mainland until two.

So, get uniform to talk to
everyone on that main road in

and see if anyone saw
or heard anything.

Thanks, Paula. I
haven't finished.

There was no DNA on the
dressing-gown cord, apart from his.

Same with the cushion.

There is this.

It was in his room, but
it's not his fingerprints.

Along with this.

A single hair found on
Mr Kelsall's pyjamas.

It's a DNA match
with Louisa Hampton.

Right. I've got five minutes
before interviewing Louisa.

Any news? Yeah. Rick's
phone records are in.

We're running the numbers
he called in the last week.

Uh, that's Louisa's.
Thanks, Mark.

Kenny, what about the door-to-door on
the road leading onto the causeway?

Someone heard a car leave the
island about 1:00 in the morning.

Another one arrived
about 10 minutes later.

Well, either one of
those could be important.

See if you can track them.

And, Jac, what about this
mysterious woman at the pub?

Have you heard back
from the barmaid?

Not yet. Still
chasing it, ma'am.

Um, report into Isobel Hall's
death. There's nothing suspicious.

I spoke to the officer
involved at the time.

He's retired now, but
remembered it well.

And what was his take on it?

Said it was an odd
thing to do, drive off.

But she left of
her own free will.

Post-mortem showed
nothing in her system.

So, what did Rick
mean when he said

he was telling the truth
about why she died?

Louisa Hampton's ready. She's
brought her husband with her.

Well, he'll have to wait outside.
Get someone to sit with him.

And what about this lass
he's accused of assaulting?

What's her name? Eliza... Jones.

Like looking for a
needle in a haystack.

Still no response
from the journalist.

Ah, well, keep trying.

And, Billy, keep an
ear out for the phones.

Special job. Yes,
ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

I know I should have told you
I spoke to Rick privately.

Aye, you should have done, pet.

I didn't want Sam to know.

Why not? It was about him.

I can't do it.

I can't... look after Sam alone.

We can't afford a carer.

So, on Friday, I asked
Rick if he'd pay for one.

And what did he say?

He transferred the
money the next day.

You know, the first thing I thought
when Annie said he was dead?

That he wouldn't be
able to help us anymore.

Your hair was found on
Rick's dressing-gown.

I was upset.

He hugged me, that's all.

We... we were friends.

Did Sam know he hugged you?

He's not the man he was.

His dementia makes
him... insecure.

Now, let me ask
you something else.

Why didn't you mention your
sister died at that first reunion?

'Cause it was decades ago.

Only, Rick told Annie

he was going to reveal the
truth about why she drowned.

What did he mean by that?

Annie said.

He was drunk.

Playing the big detective.

There was no secrets.

She drove off and drowned.

Now, we know she argued with
Rick before driving off.

What about?

I presume she made
a play for him.

She was a flirt.

She flirted with
Sam, Rick, Philip.

Did Sam like her?

No. And she hated that.

He's the only one of my boyfriends
who didn't fall for her.

Sam wants to talk to you.

About what? He said
he'd only tell you.

He... said he saw
someone on Friday.

So, who was it you saw, pet?

You told Louisa you saw someone.

Charlotte.

Outside the window,
uh, just before 10:00.

She was watching us.

Charlotte Thomas?

Are you sure?

I know what
Charlotte looks like.

She disappeared when
she saw me looking.

But I saw her.

Why didn't you tell
us this before?

Well, I tried. I told
you it was Charlotte.

Charlotte killed him.

OK.

Sam Hampton has placed
Charlotte Thomas at the scene.

Now, if she was there, we're
looking at a very dangerous family.

Her father, Isaiah Thomas,

was suspected of running drugs and
firearms across the north-east.

He had a string of companies, all
very handy for laundering money.

His wife and two
sons are deceased,

leaving Charlotte and her
younger sister, Ellie.

He was put into a care
home two years ago.

So, what else do
we know about her?

Well, she's broke, ma'am.

Her yoga studio has
been bleeding money.

Rick bailed her out in August.

She maxed out eight credit
cards and her overdraft.

Could she be the
woman at the Star?

Jac get her photo
sent over to the pub.

We can't rely on Sam's word.

And if we get a positive ID,
we'll pay Charlotte a visit.

Uh, ma'am, GPS for
Rick's car's back.

We know where he
was Friday morning.

Rede's Holiday Park?
What was he doing there?

I used to come
here as a little kid.

It was all caravans, two-man
tents, leaky toilets.

Ah, well, it's won the top
resort in the north-east

for the last four years running.

Well, that'll explain
the price tag.

It's terrible.

He only came to
see me on Friday.

What happened, exactly?

Well, I can't divulge details,

but we are treating his
death as suspicious.

Really?

I had no idea.

Uh, do you want a coffee?

Mm. Thank you.

Yeah, please...

Why did he come to see you?

It was a chance for two old
friends to catch up without, um...

Without what?

Without Annie finding out.

Uh, he and Annie were close.
It made it complicated.

Even after all these years.

Want sugar? No. Just
milk for both of us.

Thanks.

You know, with real
friends, it can be years.

But it feels like yesterday
when you see them again.

That's what it was
like with me and Rick.

What did you chat about?

This place, the old
days, hitting 60.

You know...

You get pains in places you
didn't even know you had.

We heard he was
on edge on Friday.

Did you notice that?

Yeah, I suppose he
was... a little on edge.

Said he had a new project.

His book. Yeah, that's right.

Although I... I
can't imagine Rick

writing anything
more than 400 words.

He hated English at school.

Daniel, we need to go.

This is my wife, Katherine.

Uh, there's no need
to introduce us.

I know Miss Willmore. Ma'am.

I hope you don't mind, but
Daniel and I are late for lunch.

No, no. No, of course.
Uh, we'll leave.

Thanks for your time, Mr Rede.

Daniel, please.

Now, why did no-one tell us

he's married to the Police
and Crime Commissioner?

I didn't recognise her. She's
only been in the job a month.

Heard she gets things done.

Yeah, well, she's not
afraid of being unpopular.

Wouldn't do to get on
the wrong side of her.

Could get political.

Yeah, he seemed nice enough.

Yes, Kenny.

OK.

Yeah, no, I'll let her know.

Kenny just talked
to Rick's solicitor.

Mm?

Apparently, Rick had
just rewritten his will.

Did he?

He said he'll meet us
at his office in Cleeve.

Right.

There's a new will

and it leaves a third to Charlotte,
a third to Annie Laidlore

and a third to Angels Too Soon.

What's that? It's a
cot-death charity.

Did he give a reason
why? He didn't elaborate.

I really thought he
was finally moving on.

From what? From
his father's death.

He was supposed to
have cleared the house

two years ago, when
Dr Kelsall passed,

but hadn't, which was tricky,

Because?

Because it was a stipulation
of his father's will

that the contents of
his office be destroyed.

Really? And Rick had
to be the one to do it.

Rick? Why him?

Due to the nature of his
father's work as a GP,

he sometimes took his
own private notes.

I guess Dr Kelsall
couldn't trust anyone else.

Ah, well, I'm sorry, love. Nothing
can be destroyed without my say-so.

Is that understood?

So, how much is a
third of the estate?

After tax?

Around £1.6 million each.

Maybe Rick and Charlotte
lost a child together,

and that's why he left
money to Angels Too Soon.

Mm-hm.

Do we think either Annie or
Charlotte knew about the will?

Possibly.

If Charlotte did know, she
wouldn't have been best pleased

to have her inheritance
cut by two-thirds.

But then, he did have to bail
her out in August, didn't he?

Maybe he thought she'd
had enough from him.

But still... 1.6 million.

Maybe that was enough incentive
for her to bump him off.

Her business is about to go
bust. She's losing everything.

Let's check out Annie
Laidlore's finances, too.

No cutting corners.

From Billy. Oh, now what?

The barmaid at the Star confirmed
Charlotte WAS there on Friday night.

Was she now?

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Hello?

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

This doesn't look right.

Aiden?

Was it an accident?

She was drunk the
last time we saw her.

There are a lot of
empty bottles upstairs.

She may have been drunk,

but I'm fairly sure
someone else was involved.

Look at these.

These are grip marks,

which suggest she was
forced over the balcony.

Why was she killed? And why was
she at that pub on Holy Island?

Did she meet someone?

Um, if I may, ma'am? What?

She spent the night alone.

Arrived at 7:00. Went out
between 9:00 and 10:00.

Returned upset, but didn't
want to talk about it.

Left at 11:00 and seen
asleep in her car.

Why was she asleep?

Presumably because of the
four large wines she had.

And she was gone by 1:00,
when the barmaid left.

Good work. Gold star.

That's really thorough.

So, you're saying she
left for one hour?

Yes. And Sam saw her when?

Just before 10:00, so
that matches his account.

But why not knock on the door
and go inside and join them?

Well, because she was out
in the cold, wasn't she?

Literally.

She'd been worried about Rick.

And there he was,
singing and laughing.

And Sam caught her watching.

What if... she saw
something else?

Someone else.

I want alibis for the
time of Charlotte's death

from all that circle of friends.

Now, is our punk vicar
still on the island?

Punk vicar? Oh...

Oh, yes. Um, Philip's
at his friends.

I've got his address here. Yeah?
So, what's this friend's name?

And have you run him
through the system?

No. Why not?

I don't know how.

Mark? Here.

Look, I'll show you what to
do. His name's Sid Sinclair.

And then let's look
at Annie Laidlore.

What are her finances like?

Well, she has around
£4,000 in savings.

No property.

She lives above a deli in
Kimmerston called Bread and Olives.

The inheritance may be a motive.

Well, only if she
knew about the will.

Where are we with Eliza Jones?

Working through a
really long list.

Well, what's the journalist
said? He's stonewalling.

Refuses to reveal
any of his sources.

Same thing with the
production company.

Well, get a warrant. Arrest him
for withholding, if needs be.

'Cause Rick said

that sexual harassment claim
against him had been dropped.

But how do we know
that? We don't.

And we won't know till
we find Eliza Jones.

Rick's agent has sent through the
first chapter of his book, ma'am.

You're joking!

What?

Philip's friend,
Sid, is deceased.

He died two years ago.

So, who is he staying with?

Yeah, we'll look into it.

Uh, ma'am?
Superintendent Watkins.

Doesn't sound very happy.

Oh, when does he ever?

Now, I need to inform
Charlotte's next of kin.

Find me Isaiah Thomas's address.

Yes, ma'am.

Sir?

Why have I had reports
you turned up at the PCC's house?

I'm sorry, sir, I need
to inform Isaiah Thomas

his daughter is dead.

Sir.

Is Isaiah Thomas connected?

Well, his daughter was an
ex-wife of Rick Kelsall, sir.

Don't trouble the PCC at home
again. Is that understood?

Well, no-one has a 'get out
of jail free' card, sir.

That wasn't what I meant.
Just... be discreet, Stanhope.

I'm afraid we have some
bad news for you, sir.

It's about your
daughter, Charlotte.

She died last night, and we believe
in suspicious circumstances.

I signed over the
Hesket pub to her.

Never heard from her again.

Charlotte got what she wanted.

Well, her ex-husband,
Rick, also died recently,

in suspicious circumstances.

He left a third of his
estate to Charlotte

and a third to a
cot-death charity.

Now, did Charlotte lose a baby?

A baby?

She never had a baby. Wouldn't
want it to ruin her figure.

Rick's dead, huh?

Gets better and better.

That inheritance will
come to us now, won't it?

Hmm! Depends if she left a will.

She had to, after
I gave her the pub.

There's always a
bright side, eh?

Lovely. MAN: Thank you.

Hot dog.

Oh, thanks.

I just spoke to Mark.

And no news about Phil
or his whereabouts.

I can't help but feel
sorry for Charlotte.

Well, she didn't stand a chance.

Didn't want to be part of the family
business, so they cut her out.

You do know, if we're looking
at who's got the most to gain,

it's Annie.

Aye, well, let's visit her next.

I got the feeling she was
holding something back.

How was the manuscript?

Well, actually,
it's quite moving.

"On Thursday evening, I planned
to run away that weekend,

"escape the misery.

"But then Miss Marshall arrived,

"my form teacher,
barely older than me.

"Conversation was had
behind closed doors.

"When they came out,
it had been agreed

"I would go to Holy
Island with Only Connect,

"part of a collection
of misfits and loners.

"And that...

"that changed everything."

He's talking about Only Connect.

Yeah, so, why change the title?

Hmm?

What happened in 1982?

Isobel died.

Yeah, well, we know that, but
Annie said 'secrets', plural.

So, what else is it
they're not telling us?

Hmm?

I'm OK. It's...

..just such a shock.

Look, why don't you come
and sit down inside, love?

Come on.

She asked me to go
to the pub with her.

She always wanted
someone to go with.

It didn't really matter who.

We were never very close.

Well, we paid a visit to Rick's
solicitor yesterday, about his will.

You and Charlotte are two
of his main beneficiaries.

I am? Mm-hm.

He's left you £1.6 million.

That's ridiculous!

And the other
third of the estate

is going to a cot-death charity.

Angels Too
Soon? Do you know why?

Well, did he know someone
who'd suffered a loss?

Me.

My daughter, Freya, died,

5th of November, 1982.

Yeah. I am so sorry, love.

And that must have been, what,

about a month before
your first reunion.

I didn't want to go, but Rick
said I needed friends around me,

and he said the same to Daniel.

I was... miserable.

All I wanted to do was
disappear and hide,

and I did for most
of the weekend.

But then...

..Isobel.

How old was your daughter?

Freya was three months.

She wasn't planned, but
Daniel and I were so excited.

We were living in an old
caravan at Rede Holiday Park,

and Daniel was working
all hours, day and night,

and his dad was on the
verge of bankruptcy.

What, you were all alone, with
a wee bairn, in a caravan?

Hey, that must have been hard.

It was so exhausting.

Cramped. Lonely.

I was tired all the time.

What happened?
I went to sleep.

I hadn't set the alarm
for the night feed.

I thought she'd wake
me, but she didn't.

She died in the night.

I could have stopped it...

Hey, love.

Rick's dad said it was
just one of those things.

That's what they said
back then. No reason.

I blamed myself for years.

I still do. I'm so sorry.

It's all I saw. It was
burned into my retinas.

But we couldn't
cope with the grief.

We separated the next year.

And I wouldn't have
coped without Rick.

He was such a good friend.

We are so sorry, love.

Annie...

Did anything else
happen in 1982?

Apart from Freya
and Isobel dying?

Mm. Why?

Isn't that traumatic enough?

So, Annie Laidlore had a
baby with Daniel Rede in 1982

but, tragically, the bairn died just
a month before that first reunion.

And, of course, their
grief was compounded

by the death of Isobel.

Ma'am? What?

I've just found out who
Philip has been staying with.

Who? Judith Sinclair.

Mark? Ma'am.

Maiden name. Marshall.

Judith Marshall? Yeah.

Wasn't that the
name of the teacher

who took them on that
first Only Connect weekend?

Why didn't he tell us that?

Alright, I've got a
journalist to meet.

He thinks I've got a story.

Yeah, well... MARK:
Hang on, ma'am.

I think I've got something here.

Judith Sinclair's number appears
on our ex-vicar's phone records.

He made a call to her just
before midnight on Friday.

Did he?

Charlotte's
post-mortem's in.

Very little alcohol in the system,
presumably from the night before.

No prints. Everything
had been wiped.

Oh, please tell me
there's a 'but'.

But she did find DNA under
Charlotte's fingernails.

Yes!

She's going to run it
through the system.

Hello, love.

DCI Stanhope, Northumberland
and City Police.

Oh. I'd like to
talk to Philip.

Yes. Of course.

And DS Healey would
like to talk to you.

Right. Come in.

Now, I'll ask you again.

Why were you and Rick
arguing on Friday night?

Because he told everyone Judith
begged him to sleep with her

during Only Connect.

But it wasn't true.

He said he was going to write
it in his book, and I lost it.

I mean, he guessed
I was seeing Judy.

He just wanted to wind me up.

That first weekend,

Rick attempted some terribly
embarrassing schoolboy flirting.

I sent him to bed... alone.

So, nothing happened?
Of course not.

I was their teacher.

We shared some wine,
but that was it.

I wasn't interested in him.

But you were
interested in Philip?

Not when he was a student.

We began to see each
other two years later.

Judy wanted to
educate the world.

I wanted to burn it down.

So, she... she finished with me.

I only got back in touch two
years ago, after Sid died.

Sid? Her husband.

The alibi you lied about.

I know, I'm sorry.

We wanted to be discreet.

Judy's got two children.
They've lost their dad.

I was going to come
round on Saturday.

We were going to tell them, all
together, in the place it started.

But then Philip phoned at
midnight and called it off.

I didn't want Judy to be
the butt of some joke.

I was angry with Rick, but
I didn't want to kill him.

I loved him.

Tell me about Isobel Hall.

Now, I heard she was a flirt.

Was she? She flirted
with all of us.

And if you were taken,
she flirted even more.

Ah, so, I take it
you weren't a fan.

That's
putting it mildly.

I don't even know
why she was there.

I didn't see her much.

Everyone kept themselves
to themselves,

and Annie stayed in her
room the whole time.

Was Isobel having
an affair with Rick?

Is that why they were arguing?

He wasn't interested in her.

He was happy with...
with Charlotte back then?

No.

All he said about the argument

was that he wasn't
happy with Isobel.

He... he never said why.

You know, he lost his job
because of the lies you wrote.

Don't even think about moving.

Ma'am, I'm with the journalist.

He said he targeted Eliza
because of her mother.

He thought she'd give
the story more traction,

until she got an
injunction on him.

So, who is this Eliza?

The Police and Crime
Commissioner's daughter.

Katherine Willmore's daughter?

Now, why didn't
she say anything?

I'd had a bad day on set.

I'd messed things up,
I'd been shouted at

and Rick saw me crying,

so he took me into his
office for some privacy.

And is that when he...
overstepped the line?

Um, he just hugged me
and tried to cheer me up.

Only... Michael, this journalist,
and another intern, saw us

and they said it was creepy,

and I just didn't
want them to think

that I had been getting
special treatment

or that I'd only got the job
because Daniel knew Rick.

So, hold on.

Instead of saying Rick was
your mate of your stepdad

and he was just being kind,

you chose to let people
think he was a predator,

abusing a position
of power. No, no...

No, no, Michael had said that Rick
had done things to other girls -

like, awful things,
awful things.

He said that none of them were
brave enough to come forward,

and that I would be speaking
on behalf of all of them.

He said that it was
the right thing to do.

So, the accusation in the paper
about it happening before,

that's you repeating
what Michael said?

Yeah.

But he just needed the story.

My mum found out
that he'd been told

that, without one, he would
lose his job at his paper.

Why didn't you tell the truth?

My mum wanted to keep it quiet.

Yeah, because she
didn't want folk

to know her lass had
lied to the press.

I didn't lie. It was Michael.

No, you went along with
his lies and did nothing.

You got Rick fired
from his job, love.

My mum said that she
would sort it all out

and that she would
make it good again.

Is that why Rick
came here on Friday?

Yeah.

I mean, he called the week
before, but my mum shut him down,

so he came in person.

She didn't want me to talk to
him, but I had to apologise.

He and Mum wrote his
statement together,

and he said he was going
to get a paper to cover it.

Excuse me? Uh, excuse
me. You can't...

We don't have a meeting.

Oh, we have now, ma'am.

Not to worry. We're
fine, thank you.

See, I know about the link between
your daughter and Rick Kelsall.

I've just spoken to her.

I know why he came to see you.

Detective Chief Inspector...

You interfered with an
active murder investigation

and withheld vital information.

Now, why did you do that, ma'am?

I needed time.

To work out how to manage it.

Violence against women and girls
- sexual, physical, emotional -

something I have campaigned
against my entire working life.

Mm, so, we know

whenever a woman makes
a false accusation

to the police or the press,

it affects thousands of other
women who have legitimate claims.

So, how much harder
does it make it

for all those real
victims of violence

to come forward and be believed?

And how much easier
does it make it

for all those men who
like to abuse women?

You should have stamped on it

the minute you knew
your daughter had lied.

Not hidden it away.

So, I would like a copy of that press
statement you drafted with Rick.

Of course. It's on here.
I'll send it to you now.

And an alibi for the time
of both deaths, ma'am.

Please.

Kenny, I need you to check out
Katherine Willmore's alibis,

along with her daughter's.

Yes, ma'am.

And her husband's,
come to that. Ma'am.

Uh, ma'am? I found this
on Charlotte's laptop.

It's a business proposal she
sent the day after Rick died.

It's about a yoga
retreat at Rede Park.

A business proposal?

Phone records are in, too.

She spoke to Daniel Rede
twice after Kelsall's death,

one call lasting six minutes
and another 31 minutes.

It's a good job we're
checking his alibi.

Billy, did you find out if there were
any more keys to Pilgrim's House?

No, I forgot.

You forgot? I
asked you days ago.

Yeah, I know, but then they
all went off, swimming.

Oh, and the sight of over-60s
flesh causes amnesia, does it?

This is not the standard
I expect from my officers.

When I ask for something to be
done, I expect it to be done.

Is that understood? Yes,
ma'am. Sorry, ma'am.

Now, go and find out. And
don't let it happen again.

Ma'am, Baby Freya
Rede's death certificate.

Dr Kelsall signed it.

There wasn't a
post-mortem. Is that odd?

Uh, they tended not to do
autopsies for cot deaths back then.

You'd have thought he would have
requested one, though, wouldn't you?

Being a friend of the family.

Maybe he did.

Didn't that solicitor say Dr Kelsall
kept a journal for his private notes?

He did say that, ma'am.

What if Rick saw something

when he was sorting
out his dad's things?

Could still be there.

Jac and Mark, get over
to that house in Cleeve.

Look through the
doctor's papers.

See if you can find
something useful.

Ma'am.

Detective Chief Inspector,
your office, now!

Sir.

Sir?

How dare you involve
Miss Willmore?

Miss Willmore
involved herself, sir.

And I wouldn't be doing my job if
I didn't investigate every lead,

however uncomfortable
that may be.

I understand that.

There was a direct link between
the PCC and Rick Kelsall.

And in the last two days,
there's been another murder.

We wouldn't want to look like
we weren't doing our job,

now, would we, sir?

You're playing a very dangerous
game, Chief Inspector.

Well, that makes two of us.

What?!

Michael, take over.

How can I help?

Well, we're here about
Charlotte Thomas's murder.

Murder? Mm.

Katherine told me she
died, but I had no idea.

Well, we've got a couple
of questions for you.

Can we go inside and talk?

Yeah, of course. Right.

Aiden?

It's just...

..we understand Charlotte was
in touch with you this week

about a business proposal.

Yeah, I...

I think she was hoping I'd...

..I'd feel sorry for
her after Rick's death.

Uh, but it wasn't
financially viable.

I was gonna meet her, tell
her that later this week.

And I need to ask you...

..about Freya.

Now, I'm sorry you
lost your bairn.

That must have been awful.

Yeah, it's the worst... worst
thing that's ever happened to me.

It was, um...

Annie's never really
forgiven herself.

Now, Rick's father, he
signed the death certificate,

but he didn't
request an inquest.

Did you?

Oh, um...

..Richard, Dr Kelsall, he
said we didn't need one.

He said it... it would
have meant an autopsy,

uh, cutting Freya up,

and... and we couldn't...

I'm sorry.

The coffin was so small.

Tiny.

Did you have any concerns at all
that maybe something wasn't right?

No.

Annie and I were mad with
grief. Nothing felt right.

Richard was like a
father to me. I...

I felt closer to
him than my own dad.

If it wasn't for him, I
would have ended it all.

Well, it doesn't come
tougher than that, pet.

Apologies.

Oh, it's not upstairs.
I've looked everywhere.

Even pulled up the carpets.

Jac?

Ma'am, uh, we found all
of Dr Kelsall's journals,

apart from one -
the one from 1982.

What do you want us to do? Well,
have you searched everywhere?

It's not here, boss.

Well, I reckon that journal is
exactly what Rick was looking for

because he suspected there
was something in there

that he wanted to write about.

NEEDED to write about.

That's why he's
changed the title.

So, where is it?

It can't be at Pilgrim's House,
otherwise Paula would have found it.

Yeah.

Jac, get on to Forensics and
tell 'em to take his car apart.

Yes, ma'am.

I got the feeling Daniel Rede was
holding back, protecting someone.

Annie?

What if Rick wanted
to tell her something,

something he knew
would upset her?

Hmm? That's why he kept
apologising to her.

Do you think he knew
about the baby's death?

Get Jac back on the line.

Tell her to search
Charlotte's flat,

'cause that's the first place Rick
went after he left his dad's house.

Uh, we need to talk, pet.

Then you're talking
in front of me, too.

I'm not leaving.

Uh, it's about Freya's death.

OK.

Was there a reason you didn't
want a post-mortem for the bairn?

Well, Dr Kelsall and Daniel
said it wasn't needed.

I-I mean, I couldn't think
straight. I just did what they said.

Is this going anywhere? You
can see she's distressed.

Why did Rick keep
apologising to you on Friday?

You told me he kept
saying he was sorry.

What are you implying?

Hmm? And he changes
the name of his book,

says he's going to
be revealing secrets.

Now, was one of those
secrets about Freya's death?

Are you saying I hurt my baby?

No.

I'm saying no-one knows
why she actually died.

I did not kill my baby!

Alright, go upstairs,
Annie. I'll deal with this.

No, I haven't finished
yet. Oh, you have for now!

Go on, Annie.

Do you enjoy making
Annie suffer?

I'm sorry, but we have to
ask these awkward questions.

And this line of questioning is
irrelevant and deeply distressing.

Before I opened this place, I had
my own practice - criminal law.

If you want to talk
to Annie again,

do it at the station,
with a solicitor.

Heard and understood, pet.

Mark, it's here.

Oh, ma'am, I have those
alibis you asked for.

Miss Willmore and Eliza
were at a spa on Friday.

They were both at
their work on Monday.

Plenty of witnesses.

Daniel has only just sent
through his information,

where he was Monday.

But Friday, he was in Edinburgh.

Said he stayed
overnight in a hotel.

Oh. Well, check he
was actually there.

Will do.

Oh, ma'am?

Charlotte's proposal -
I put it on your desk.

Ah, thanks, Kenny.

Is Billy not back yet?

I haven't seen him
since this morning.

Oh.

Talk of the devil.

Billy, where are you? BILLY:
Pilgrim's House, ma'am.

The caretaker told us there was a
third set of keys for the house.

But they're missing.

I'm waiting for him to arrive.
He should be here soon.

Yeah, well, it would
have been helpful

to have had that
information three days ago.

Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am.

Oh, "Sorry, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am."
That should be your catchphrase.

Aiden, get in here!

This business
proposal is rubbish!

It's back-of-a-cereal-packet
stuff.

It's full of typos and
the figures don't add up.

So, why would Daniel Rede

go to the trouble of meeting
her just to tell her that.

He's a busy man, right?

Yet he had two phone
calls with Charlotte

and arranged to meet her.

Well, like you said,
Rick had just died.

Phhh...

Ma'am, Dr Kelsall's
missing journal.

You were right. It
was at Charlotte's.

Read the entry on
November the 8th.

Daniel killed his baby?

Accidentally, apparently.

Yeah, well, he still killed her.

And good old Dr
Kelsall covered it up.

Because he was worried
Danny would kill himself.

Those two cars that were heard
early hours of Saturday morning,

now, we know one of them was
Charlotte driving off the island.

What if she saw the car
coming the other way?

They'd have passed each
other on the causeway, right?

I think she saw Daniel Rede.

Oh! Billy, now what?

Ma'am...

What you doing?! Billy?

Billy's in trouble.

The caretaker's just
spoken to Kenny.

Billy wasn't there,
but his car is, though.

So, where is the lad?!

Try his number again!

Jacob?

Any sign of him? No.

I've checked inside, too.
The house was all locked up.

I checked the pub, like
you asked. He's not there.

Well, his motor's still here,
so he can't have gone far.

And what's all this about
a spare set of keys?

It's for the estate agent.
It's about to be sold.

They were hidden
around the side.

They'd been missing.
Only they're back now.

OK, everyone, spread
out and start looking.

I'll try and
track his phone, ma'am.

Kenny. Ma'am.

I called the hotel that Daniel
Rede stayed at on Friday night.

Well, he checked in, OK,

but he didn't actually use
his key card until 4:45am.

Billy!

Billy!

Billy!

Billy!

Where are you,
son? Where are you?

I found his phone!
I found his phone!

Is it his?

I should never have let the
lad come here on his own.

Ma'am, Kenny's on the phone.

Says it's Daniel Rede that's
buying Pilgrim's House.

He knew about the other keys.

There's someone in
danger on the causeway.

He told me he can't swim!

There
he is! Let's go!

Out of the way! Move!

Mark?

- Get me a boat.
- Yes, ma'am.

Is that where you lived back in
the day, with Annie and your bairn?

Yeah.

Yeah. I kept it for
old time's sake.

Mm.

Yeah, it's lovely here.

How can I help you, Inspector?

Oh, it's Detective
Chief Inspector.

Ah, what a day.

Hmm.

It's hard to believe you
did it all on your own.

Yeah, well...

..when you put your
mind to something...

Ah, no, I meant the body count.

Charlotte, Rick...

..Freya.

You killed 'em all.

And hanging in the
balance is PC Billington.

Really?!

I did all that?

Have you got any proof?

No.

See, I've heard people say
you're losing your touch.

Getting sloppy.

Ah, but we did find DNA under
Charlotte's fingernails.

However, since you're
not on the system,

we can't identify you.

Yet.

Uh... why would
I kill Charlotte?

Because she saw you
coming onto the island

on the night Rick died.

And that business
proposal she made you

was just a feeble
attempt at blackmail.

And why would I want to
kill me old mate, Rick.

It's just... Rick had
found his dad's journal,

so he knew that you
killed your bairn.

November the 8th.

You told Dr Kelsall you gave the
bairn medicine to make her sleep -

so Annie could get
some rest, you said.

Mm. Yeah, it's all there.

It was an accident.

I was devastated.

Dr Kelsall could see that
and said he'd deal with it.

But all these years,
all that time,

you've let Annie think
it was her fault.

So, when you saw Rick on Friday,
did he say he was going to tell her?

Nah, he wouldn't do that.

He'd be too worried
what it would do to her.

No, but he did say he was
going to write all about it

in his book, didn't he?

Even changed the title to 1982.

Well...

After all I've done,
building this place up,

I couldn't have that
coming out, could I?

He didn't leave me much choice.

And what about Charlotte?

I suppose you're going to tell me
she shouldn't have blackmailed you.

She was never as
bright as she thought.

Well, neither are you,
as it's turned out, pet.

So, let's talk about Isobel.

I mean, why was she even
at that first reunion?

Hmm?

Philip didn't know.

Annie was stuck in her
room all weekend, grieving.

Sam was with Louisa.

So, that begs the
question, where were you?

See, I think you
were with Isobel.

She pushed herself on me.

You know, I tried
saying no, but...

Ah, no, I get it. You're
a hot-blooded man.

You have needs.

Yeah, and she was beautiful.

I didn't know she'd
drive into the sea.

If you want to blame someone
for that, blame Rick.

Oh, aye, he did have a go at her.
Told her to get off the island.

I didn't ask him to do that.

No, he did it for Annie.

'Cause while you
were cheating on her,

she was grieving the loss of
her bairn, that you killed!

And what about my officer,

who, even now, might be
breathing his last breath?

What, recognised you, did he,

while you were sneaking
back to return those keys?

He started asking questions.

I didn't plan to hurt him.

Oh, don't sell
yourself short, pet.

There must have
been some planning.

You left an injured
man on the causeway,

with the tide coming in.

Tch. Well...

Well...

I think that's everything.

Not yet. I'd like
that journal, please.

Oh, what, this? Ah, no.

No, this is evidence, love.

That wasn't a request.

You shouldn't have
come on your own.

See?

Sloppy.

What made you think I
came on my own, pet.

Drop the axe, Daniel.

Armed police,
drop your weapon!

Armed police, drop
the axe! Armed police!

Drop your weapon!

Daniel Rede,
I'm arresting you

for the murders of Richard
Kelsall, Charlotte Thomas,

and the attempted
murder of PC Billington.

Daniel Rede has been processed.

Any news on young Billy?

I am so sorry, darling.

So sorry.

Sarah?

♪ On Christmas Eve... ♪

Richard? Lovely.

Oh, well, this one's Billy's.

Oh, don't!

I got him a bloody
teaspoon, didn't I?

Was meant to be a joke.

You've spoiled the surprise now.

Billy! JAC: Hey!
He's here now!

Good to see you.
Good to see you.

Billy, son, you OK?
Yeah, good, thanks.

Billy, what are you doing here?!

You're supposed to
be on leave, resting!

Well, I couldn't
miss Secret Santa.

Merry Christmas, ma'am.

The clue's in the title, Billy.

Secret.

Oh. Sorry, ma'am.

Are you gonna open it? Mm.

Oh, thank you, Billy.

Now, then, Billy you
got to open yours now.

Yeah. It is what it is.

Go on, then.

Go on. Open it.

Uh, Kenny, make us a brew, pet.

Ma'am.

And get one for Billy.

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