All language subtitles for Midsomer Murders S20E02 - Death of the Small Coppers

[motor whirs]

[gasps]

[bicycle bell rings]

-Morning. -Morning.

Hi, there.

[men laughing]

[bicycle bell rings]

[phone ringing]

-Hello? -Anika, Grady.

Where's Mahesh?

He's supposed to be here by now.

His car's here. I'll check the summer house.

[gasps]

[screams]

[women chatter]

Aluminium, that's fine. I know that one.

Tin, tin's fine. Gold.

Oh! Hey, you. Give me back my gold!

-[gasps] -Oh, no. Not you, Mrs Willis.

It's...

Hey, you. Give me back my gold.

When was the Ponte Vecchio built?

It first appeared in a document in 996... AD.

Come on, come on, Leo. Details, details.

One more. How small is an atom?

-Very. -Leo, how small?

-Really rather titchy. -What are you playing at?

-Can we just go? -No, every second counts.

How small is an atom?

Point zero zero zero zero zero zero one of a millimetre

-in diameter. -OK.

We can do some more on the walk.

Time to make your mum proud.

Victim, Mahesh Sidana. Head of the local school.

The wife found the body.

He'd been collecting butterflies.

-Circulus? -It's an IQ society.

A membership club for people of high intelligence.

It was founded here in the village.

They use the school during the holidays.

Maybe we should join, sir.

I'm a bit of a legend at pub quizzes.

-Unbeatable. -Really?

Circulus exams are a little more demanding than a pub quiz.

[Barnaby] Well, that's odd. Someone's lost a butterfly.

Stunning.

Think you'll find the butterfly's attractive, too.

[clears throat]

Hey, you two. All set?

I think so.

You know it's a waste of time, don't you?

There are those who thought... who think differently.

Of course, sir.

Test me.

Uh...

-Latin name for small coppers. -Lycaena phlaeas.

-In one. -[chuckles] Bye!

Mary's virgin explanation

made Joseph suspect upstairs neighbours.

-[woman] And why wouldn't they? -Hi. Oh.

You're studying the exam again?

-Eddie, will you never learn? -That's just it. I have learned.

I've learned so much my head's gonna explode.

Boom!

Who in their right mind chooses to be surrounded by death?

-What about Mr Sidana? -Popped his clogs.

Any idea how he popped them?

An earth auger drill bit powered through the pericardial cavity

might have had something to do with it.

-Pre-porridge. -Paint's still slightly tacky.

Painted pre-porridge presumably.

There's no sign of forced entry.

Either the doors were unlocked or the killer had a key.

-Signs of a struggle. -This might've been useful.

Ethyl acetate. He was asphyxiated.

It's used in killing jars.

That's what you keep butterflies in.

Douse a bit cotton wool and drop it in there.

It kills without marking.

I had no idea you're an expert.

Did it in Biology.

See, it's not just pub quizzes.

Should we call it 1-0 to me?

We did one where you take a dead frog,

stick electrodes in it and make his legs kick.

Weird things, butterflies.

According to my fella, nature's proof of reincarnation.

Why kill someone in the manner of a caught butterfly?

Notice anything in particular?

The black edging, copper orange wings.

It's the butterfly from the poster.

A Small Copper, I believe.

One all?

Welcome to Circulus.

In this, our 20th anniversary year.

In which time our community has come far

and you are all welcome to join us.

Or try to.

General knowledge today,

mathematics and lateral thinking tomorrow.

Mahesh went collecting in the meadows

and... I was at an editorial meeting.

I edit the local newspaper.

We have an office in Newton Magna.

[Winter] So what brought you home?

Grady Palmerston rang.

He said Mahesh hadn't turned up to invigilate.

Tell me, would your summer house normally be locked?

Absolutely. He kept the key with him at all times.

-Is there a spare? -At school in his desk, I think.

Your husband wasn't the only one interested in butterflies.

We saw a young woman in the village.

Penny Kingdom. Biology teacher.

She runs a lepidoptery group.

Was your husband a part of that?

No. He kept his hobby to himself.

Oh, someone shoved them through the letterbox.

-[Barnaby] Any idea who? -No.

There has been a campaign.

I guess nobody likes a club who won't have them as a member.

-Was your husband a member? -Yes, a founding member.

So, if this campaign escalated,

your husband might have been a target.

A lot of mint in that room. Strange, don't you think?

Not really. Her husband who was obsessed with butterflies

but kept his collection in the summer house.

Mint repels insects.

She's not a fan of insects or maybe her husband.

Very good, 2-1.

We'll need background checks on Mrs Sidana

and look into the butterfly group and Circulus.

-I'll take the lepidopterist. -I thought you might.

[whispers] Local heads. Who will you get to replace Mahesh?

If I knew that, I wouldn't have asked for the list, Celeste.

Find Luke, time he pulled his finger out.

I'm meant to be at work.

I'm not going to sack you, am I?

-Morning. -[man] Morning, Luke.

Pint of Grace Ale?

Quite a detective finding me here.

Your directions were good.

Sorry to hear about Mahesh.

Anika told Grady,

Grady told his wife and Grady and Celeste told the world.

[Winter] Mr Sidana was your boss, wasn't he?

I gather he wasn't a member of your butterfly group?

He liked to trap, kill and pin butterflies.

We believe butterflies are better alive than dead.

-I gather some are missing. -Yeah, some Small Coppers.

They thrive in this area, but this year none, not one.

I think someone's poisoning the land with pesticides.

Why would someone do that?

Because people in Little Crosby

don't care about the environment.

They're only interested in someone's IQ.

-Not a fan of Circulus, then? -It's everything I hate.

What it represents.

It's divisive, it's aloof, it's a clique, it's a cult.

Yeah, but apart from that.

You wouldn't happen to know anything

about anti-Circulus leaflets, would you?

Who else was a member of your butterfly group?

-You said "we". -Me and Luke Fawcett, mainly.

He's an English teacher. Well, was.

He lives in a caravan in the next meadow.

-Was? -Oh, he was sacked last year.

-Who by? -Mahesh.

Luke! Luke, are you in there?

Luke!

I'm looking for Grady Palmerston.

Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.

I'm Palmerston. About Mahesh?

-Perhaps we can talk outside. -I have an exam to invigilate.

I have a murder investigation to pursue.

The word invigilate comes from vigilare, to watch over.

-I can't do that from outside. -Of course. Silly me.

I'll just have to stop the exam, then.

Do you have any idea why someone might want to kill Mr Sidana?

Nope. Mahesh was too ineffectual to have enemies.

Perhaps he wasn't the ultimate target.

-I've seen the leaflets. -Oh, ignorant nonsense.

We're the perfect meritocracy with a global membership.

The people who wish us to fail are barely capable

of committing pen to paper, let alone murder.

You see murder as a feat of intelligence?

I see this one as irrelevant.

I should look closer to home if I were you.

-Would you now? Why? -I own The Courier.

I brought Anika out of premature retirement.

Mahesh was... spitting about it.

Preferred his wife at home cooking.

Are you suggesting Anika Sidana killed her husband?

I'm saying Mahesh was dull enough to drive anyone crazy.

A minute ago he was too ineffectual to have enemies.

[chuckles] Are we done?

There was a man pacing nervously outside.

That'll be Carlton. Leo's father.

Miss Kingdom didn't see eye-to-eye with the victim,

neither did English teacher Luke Fawcett.

According to Penny, he was sacked

and now lives in a caravan close to Troy Vale.

Where the victim went butterfly collecting this morning.

Penny?

We should have a word with Mr Fawcett,

but first, I want to find the spare summer house key.

If you can crack this code to Mr Sidana's office.

Seeing as you're the clever one.

[clears throat]

[keypad beeps]

-May I? -Go ahead.

Eighteen-thirty-two.

Oh. 2-2.

Window's been broken in.

And there's no sign of a key.

Luke, Grady needs you. Mahesh has been killed.

Well, why does that mean that Grady needs me?

-He's got you. -But, you're a member, I'm not.

Right, there is that. I'm a bit busy.

[man on radio] Planning a barbecue this weekend?

-I would hold fire for a while. -[clanking]

The whole of the region will be covered in cloud.

- Same go-- -[radio clicks off]

[bird caws]

[creaks]

Anyone here? Hello?

[phone ringing]

-Ginny? -Carlton, where are you?

School. It's Leo's first exam.

Well, you're meant to be here!

Nothing good ever came out of Circulus!

How did it go? Did you answer every question?

-It was fine, yeah. -What came up?

-Science, maps and hurricanes. -Yes!

Come on, now, home.

Excuse me?

Do you won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1907?

-Birgitte? -No, I don't think it was me.

I thought maybe Rudyard Kipling.

Winter, Birgitte Poulsen.

From the Copenhagen police. I've heard a lot.

-Nice to meet you. -I'm flattered.

But why are you here in Midsomer?

To join Circulus, of course.

What about Luke? What?

I looked for him and he wasn't at the caravan.

-Found him in the pub. -In the pub?

Why didn't you get him out of there?

I know about Circulus from my father.

I thought I might give it a go.

You should've let me know, you could've stayed with us.

I rather like the sound of Eddie's Bed and Breakfast

and I didn't want to impose, you are a busy man.

Has someone else been poisoned? Mahesh Sidana perhaps?

On the exam documentation, he was named as invigilator

and yet Mr Palmerson stood in for him.

Inspector Poulsen is a very fine detective.

Very fine, indeed.

John couldn't stop talking about you

when he came back from Copenhagen.

-Sarah. -My wife.

My pleasure. So this is a family affair?

I didn't think it was, no.

Grady Palmerston rang, he needs someone to invigilate a mark.

Apparently someone killed Mahesh Sidana.

I can't stop, come for dinner tonight?

-You, too, Jamie. Eight o'clock. -Great.

-Lovely. -Lovely.

-Super. -See you later.

-See ya. -Yeah. See you.

-What's going on? -I have absolutely no idea.

We have to speak with Luke Fawcett.

I gather he's in the pub. 3-2.

[phone beeps]

OK, thank you.

Forensics have found a partial fingerprint

on the broken window.

Tech team have emailed through Anika's phone records.

-They seem to stack up. -Oh.

Mr Fawcett. DCI Barnaby, DS Winter.

Where were you first thing this morning?

Um, um... the caravan and then here.

-Is this about Mahesh? -Did you see him this morning?

Yes, first thing, about seven-ish.

We didn't chat.

Fellow butterfly enthusiasts, fellow teachers.

I would have thought you had a lot in common.

I'm sure you know our history. Otherwise you wouldn't be here.

Why did he sack you?

Because he was a slave to the national curriculum.

I believe in freedom of expression

and not limiting pupils to pedantic rules

-and outmoded principles. -You seem to get on OK here.

-Yes, well times change. -Can't be easy losing your job.

I've never been happier. No, I should thank him.

[Barnaby] Did you see anyone else this morning?

Only the woman following Mahesh.

-Who was? -I've no idea.

I've never seen her before.

About 40, blondish hair, long green coat.

Someone's snooping around.

-And you're meant to be here! -I have to focus on Leo.

The boy, he needs air. Not Circulus.

Not just Leo, money. Grady's being a pain.

Could I get an advance?

I may be old, but do I look stupid?

You'd be doing me a favour.

Giving you a job was doing you a favour.

Oh, Eddie! Is it possible I can have a cup of tea, please?

-Course. Follow me. -Yes.

How did you find the general knowledge?

-Oh, so-so. And you? -It was tough.

I really need to shine tomorrow. [sighs]

Although maths has never been my strong suit.

Well, and neither has lateral thinking.

I mean, how are you supposed to prepare for that?

Practice. Listen, you're in a room and there are two ways out.

One is engulfed in flames,

the other is full of lions that haven't eaten for two months.

-Which way do you go? -Engulfed in flames?

-Yes. -Oh, that's not good, is it?

-No. -Mind, neither are hungry lions.

-I know, is there a trap door? -Oh, I'm afraid not.

[groans] I give up.

You go towards the lions

because if they haven't eaten for two months,

they're already dead.

Oh, that is good.

That is very good.

And if you don't get in, you might try a bribe.

From what I've heard, it wouldn't be the first.

Yeah, I have heard

that people pay for advanced knowledge of the questions.

-Who did you hear this from? -People who didn't get in.

-Oh. -[knock on door]

Er, how can I help, officers?

Actually, it's one of your guests we want to see.

Miss Poulsen.

We need to ask some questions.

Am I suspect? How exciting.

Is this about butterflies?

When I was out this morning,

I saw Mahesh Sidana collecting them

and just now I've seen that Eddie here

has a room full of books about them.

Perhaps you'd like to have a word with Mr, erm...

Rowbotham. With a "th".

Butterflies. It's a hobby of mine.

-Which one's your favourite? -Me?

I like the blue ones.

-Like the, er, Marsh Fritillary? -Absolutely.

Yeah, I love that one.

Golden brown on a black background

with a hint of yellow on the underside.

But, erm, nothing blue.

-Not even when it's cold? -Not even when it's cold.

Look, I'm new to it, all right?

I wanted to join the local... lebi-what's-it group.

I was trying to swat up.

How well did you know Mr Sidana?

Well, not very. Erm, not really at all.

I just run my B&B and do a bit of cabbing on the side.

Our paths never crossed.

How did you know it was Mr Sidana you saw in the woods?

I'm a detective.

If I want to join an organisation,

I want to know everything about them.

I saw his photograph several times.

-How was he killed? -I'm not at liberty to say.

Oh, come on, please.

Just that following a phone call from a Mr Palmerston,

Sidana's wife...

What?

You'll have to excuse me.

Anika Sidana told us

she was at an editorial meeting in Newton Magna

when she received a call from Grady Palmerston.

She went home to find her husband dead,

at which point she rang the police.

-Correct. -Grady rang her at 10:03.

Mrs Sidana rang the police at 10:09, six minutes later.

Newton Magna, as you are about to see,

is at least 15 minutes away.

So she couldn't have been at work

when she received the call.

Where was she and why did she lie?

-Oh, hello! -DCI Barnaby, DS Winter.

-Mrs Palmerston? -Yes?

I do the diary, home and living, and pets sections.

How can I help?

Was there a meeting here this morning?

-No, we had it last week. -Was Mrs Sidana in this morning?

Well, not first thing.

[whispers] She got here about 20 minutes ago.

[email alert]

Detective Doo-dah and Sergeant Thingy.

-At work today of all days? -Oh, I had to get out the house.

Too many consoling phone calls.

Earlier you told us you were here when Grady Palmerston rang.

But you weren't, were you?

Erm, I... I had just been for a walk.

Why not tell us that earlier?

Mahesh and I had a row

and I didn't think it sounded good under the circumstances.

-What did you row about? -Work.

-He hated me doing this job. -Sir.

A bit unseemly, isn't it?

Commissioning an obituary so soon?

I didn't. It just arrived, it doesn't say who from.

What it does say is exactly how your husband was killed.

Hoist on to a wall, drilled like one of his butterflies.

-Who would know that? -Only us, Mrs Sidana.

And the person who killed your husband.

Why send an uncommissioned obituary

flaunting the fact that you know what happened?

To show off? Tech are checking the IP address.

OK. Wife Anika lied about her movements

and says she rowed with her husband.

But presumably didn't send herself the obituary.

So...

Luke Fawcett has motive

against the boss that sacked him.

Agreed. Eddie Rowbotham?

Said that he barely knew Mr Sidana

but has recently bought a load of stuff on butterflies.

Anyone else?

Penny Kingdom knows a lot about butterflies

and doesn't like Circulus.

What about Grady Palmerston? I did some digging, by the way.

Used to have publishing interests in Germany,

France and Denmark.

He was keen to distance the murder from Circulus

but I can't see a motive as yet.

Another suspect.

There was a serial number on the drill bit.

Belongs to equipment purchased

by Virginia Welton of Borrowdale Farm.

[knock on door]

Mrs Welton?

DS Winter, Causton CID.

Hello?

[gun cocks]

The water of life.

-Skaal. -Cheers.

[coughs]

-That's definitely not water. -[dog barks]

-[hoarsely] Not for you, Paddy. -[whimpers]

Time for my confession.

I'm a police officer. Detective Sergeant Winter.

Can I please just reach for my warrant card?

Hold it to the side, my central vision's smashed.

Peripheral, OK?

Oh, why didn't you just say that?

You didn't give me a chance.

Do you normally greet your visitors with a shotgun?

I thought you were an intruder. Someone keeps trespassing.

-Is that firearm licensed? -Yes!

Only a warning shot, I was aiming at the bucket.

-Do you want me to prove it? -No, no! No.

Seventeen years ago,

a student called Anders Nissen threw himself off Oresund Bridge

in an apparent suicide.

He was a friend of my father, both Circulus members.

"Apparent"?

Anders contacted my father

the night before he died.

He wanted to meet.

He said he had uncovered a secret about Circulus

but the meeting never happened.

And your father thought he was killed?

Yes. And he tried to look into it

but he was forced to leave the group

for voicing his suspicions.

-So why are you here now? -Two reasons.

I came across my father's notebooks

and an entry that said the answer is in Little Crosby.

-Did he say who was involved? -No, but I have my suspicions.

Yeah. Skaal.

[classical piano music]

Carlton's here to see you. G and Ts?

Just leave us, Celeste.

[music switches off]

I got your text. I need time.

You don't have any.

Your tardiness rules Leo out of contention for membership.

The rules explicitly state all application fees

have to be cleared through the Circulus account

before the exams begin.

Why are you doing this?

You know Leo would be an asset to the organisation.

Like Jane was.

Even if you did stop her being in charge of social events.

-She wasn't well. -I know!

And I'm still paying for that. I can get you the money.

-How much do you want? -[chuckles]

Are you trying to bribe me?

I'm trying to appeal to your better nature.

-Assuming you've got one. -I think we're done. Don't you?

[music resumes]

[phone beeps]

Why not tell me all this earlier?

Because it's not official police business.

I've taken leave to pursue the matter privately.

You know Grady Palmerston

used to have business interests in Denmark?

-Yes, I know. -Does he know why you're here?

No. I have a different surname to my father.

You said there were two reasons why you came here.

-What's the other one? -My father died last month.

I'm sorry to hear that.

My mother died when I was quite small,

so me and my father were very close.

He had been ill for some time but grief is strange.

Comes at you from odd angles.

I thought I was fine about his death,

but then I read his notebooks.

And now I feel compelled to find out what happened to Anders.

Where's Jamie?

I'll need to take your drill tool for forensic analysis.

It might've been used in a crime.

If it was, someone took it.

Perhaps that's who I've been hearing.

Does anyone else have access to it?

Carlton. Carlton Scott.

Works for me. When he turns up.

-I'll need his details. -[clanking outside]

-What was that? -[phone rings]

Wait here. And put that down!

Who's there?

Police.

[engine revving]

Stop!

Oh, perfect.

Maybe I can help.

After tomorrow's exam,

I'll be marking at Grady Palmerston's.

-I can be your mole. -You'll be nothing of the sort!

Palmerston is the suspect in a murder investigation.

-Yeah, possibly two. -John is right.

I couldn't possibly impose on you in any way.

[baby crying]

Birgitte, you can use Causton's resources

to help with your investigation and, of course,

your skills might be useful in ours.

-You are most kind. -[knock on door]

-[barks] -Paddy!

-[girl] Mommy! -[baby crying]

I had problems getting a bottle.

[dog whines]

Mags!

OK, thanks.

The earth auger at Borrowdale Farm

has been confirmed as the murder weapon.

Ginny Welton's prints are on it.

So either she's the culprit

or the murderer stole the equipment

and wiped it on return.

How far is her farm from the Sidana's house?

Same side of the village.

The farmland's been in her family for generations

and includes the meadow.

She employs a land surveyor Carlton Scott.

-[horn honking] -[engine revs]

His son's applying to Circulus.

And his wife passed away. Oh, and guess what.

His fingerprints match the one found at the break-in.

How come we've got his fingerprints?

He's got form. Six months ago.

Verbal assault at a school prize giving.

The target of the attack? Mahesh Sidana.

-Are you all right, sir? -Fine.

I'll speak to him, you speak to Penny Kingdom.

The motorbike registration you clocked, it's hers.

Mr Scott. DCI Barnaby.

Sorry, we have to go, we've gotta be somewhere.

Indeed you do. With me.

To explain your verbal assault on Mahesh Sidana.

Jane died after a short illness.

I didn't cope very well

and I thought the school could've done more.

I objected to the "everyone deserves a prize" principle.

I think the best people deserve them.

-Meaning Leo. -He should've won every prize.

But like I say, I wasn't coping.

Why does Leo's progress matter so much to you?

Jane was a clever one, a brilliant lawyer,

who gave up her career to start a family.

Leo was pretty much everything to her.

Pretty much?

She missed the stimulus of her former life

so she joined Circulus for the social side.

She was keen for Leo to become a member.

Look, can we cut to the chase? I gotta get Leo to this exam.

Of course.

How did you get on with Mr Sidana after your altercation?

We put the incident behind us, we moved on.

So why did you break into his office?

Cut to the chase enough for you?

Mahesh was the treasurer.

I've had cash flow issues.

I realised the entrance fee was gonna bounce.

I figured it might become a problem.

So you were robbing his study?

I thought Mahesh kept records there.

I wanted to find proof they took bribes.

I wanted something over them in case it got ugly.

-And did you find anything? -No.

-Did you take a key? -No.

[Winter] Miss Kingdom.

[sniffles] In here.

They like you.

Whereas you try to run me over.

You may begin.

Congratulations, your father would've been proud.

The Danish woman, do you know her?

-No. -That's odd.

Seeing as, like your husband,

[whispers] she's a senior police officer.

I know nothing about drills or meat hooks,

I was looking for pesticides.

-In the dead of night? -Well, I went earlier

but the old witch nearly caught me.

She's behind the disappearance of the Small Coppers,

I'm sure of it.

Don't be fooled by the blind old bat act.

She's as tough as old boots.

That I can believe.

She opposed the butterfly farm, didn't want it on her land.

You still haven't explained why you tried to run me down.

If I'd of wanted to hit you, I would've.

-Is that meant to be reassuring? -[phone rings]

Excuse me.

DS Winter.

Yeah, on to it.

Sorry, I've gotta go.

Sir, something's come up.

Ten seconds.

[Eddie] "If you read this question

before starting the rest of the exam,

just write your name at the top of the paper and leave.

You will be given 100 per cent."

[sighs]

Pens down.

Congratulations, the ordeal is over.

Let the party begin.

Grady knows who Birgitte is.

What is it this time, Inspector?

We wanna talk to you about Mahesh Sidana's obituary.

We traced the IP address, your computer.

Well, I didn't write it.

It's too well written for Celeste.

So I'm afraid I can't help you.

It describes the exact manner of Mr Sidana's death,

information privy only to the police, Mrs Sidana and...?

The murderer. Yes, I get that.

Quite a conundrum, isn't it?

Nothing like a mystery to exercise the brain cells.

We need you to explain it.

I don't need to explain anything, that's your job.

I'm disappointed you haven't made an arrest yet.

I've my suspicions who the killer might be.

-Do you now? -Yes.

I'll let you puzzle it out.

[Winters] I think he's the murderer.

As he pointed out, we have to prove that.

And I intend to.

Think of it as Danish feng shui.

Everything in a place and a place for everything.

-Everything was in its place. -[Poulsen chuckles]

Here in England we use the crime board

as a place for evidential facts, not, erm... idle speculation.

We do the same in Denmark.

But you've moved Anika Sidana and Luke Fawcett side-by-side

and written "affair" between them.

-Based on what? -Your evidence.

Her phone records.

If you look over the last few weeks,

there's the same number ringing several times

after one o'clock in the morning.

Fleur told me this was... What was it?

A booty call, love.

The number belongs to Luke Fawcett.

The man her husband sacked.

-An affair gives the motive. -Yes, well, very good.

I'll pay her a visit. Anything else?

Yes. The coffee here is terrible.

-What about you? -One or two things.

Not least, Grady Palmerston knows who you are.

I know, I have to be careful.

Right, I'm off.

Help yourself to tea, coffee.

-Gin and tonic. -Great, thanks.

I'm doing the music at the party.

Join us, you'll need a drink after that lot.

Well, thank you, but I really should be getting home.

Well, let yourself out whenever.

-Have a good night. -Thanks.

[rock music playing]

-Getting rid already? -They've always creeped me out.

They're very popular around here.

Your husband, Penny Kingdom, Luke Fawcett.

How well do you know Mr Fawcett?

-Ah... -Speak on the phone much?

Bear in mind you've already lied to me once.

Are the two of you involved?

Is that where you really were yesterday morning? With him?

Nobody likes admitting to infidelity.

It doesn't sound good, does it?

Where were you when your husband was killed?

Did you come straight home after you left Mr Fawcett?

No, no, I went for a walk.

-Needed to clear my head. -When did your affair start?

After Luke got the sack.

Do you think he could've killed your husband out of revenge?

-Our affair is his revenge. -And you're OK with that?

I'm not proud of it,

but Mahesh wasn't a particular imaginative man

and Luke is... the opposite.

And he was sacked over his approach to education?

That's what they said, but who knows.

Mahesh, Luke, Grady, they go back a long way.

I'm a Circulus widow in more ways than one.

-Come in. -Hi.

OK.

So what are we looking for?

Anything that links him to Anders Nisson.

OK.

-It's Palmerston. -[groans]

OK.

Birgitte, you've got to go.

-Now! -[door slams]

-You're still here? -Er, yes, yes.

I've familiarised myself with the answers and made a start.

-How's it going? -Good, yes.

But one of your answers is wrong.

X-rays and photons, that's the right answer.

What did you think it was?

Good work, Winter. That's more like it.

-Where's Inspector Poulsen? -I went to get coffee.

-What happened? -Oh, it's terrible, isn't it?

Winter, really.

Actually, I think I can prove

that Grady Palmerston wrote the obituary.

Phrases from his editorials, phrases from the obituary.

They're the same. "Never the wherewithal" in both.

"But there is a sense in which" in both.

-And who quotes Plutarch twice? -Circumstantial, Winter.

But surely enough to confront him about.

[gasps]

[game show theme plays]

-[electricity buzzing] -[groans]

[Eddie] Hey, there. Pint of Grace Ale, please.

[electrical buzzing]

Grady Palmerston!

-[electrical buzzing] -[muffled screams]

Big house for a small publisher.

Mr Palmerston?

Mr Palmerston?

Ethyl acetate again.

Cause of death, cardiac arrest

following repeated and incremental electric shocks.

Overloads the system, stops the heart.

And set up, the murderer didn't even have to be here.

Murder in absentia. Clever or reckless?

All the questions low brow.

Popular culture, bands, television.

Questions Grady Palmerston wouldn't know the answers to.

A victim of his lofty intelligence

in the same way that Mahesh Sidana

was made a victim of his obsession.

Eddie was right about bribes.

Palmerston kept a list of donations.

But years ago there seems to be much larger amounts.

Forty thousand pounds. Seventy-five thousand euros.

-Dozens of them. -Explains the house.

But what were the payments for?

Can you go over everything on the computer?

Of course.

Any link to Anders Nisson's death yet?

No. Perhaps we'll never know.

Celeste Palmerston's here.

-Champagne? -Er, no, thank you.

Be a darling, I don't want to ruin my nails.

Can you talk me through your movements this evening?

Sure. I left your wife here and I went to the party.

-My wife was here on her own? -Yes, why?

-Do you think she did it? -No, I don't.

Well, Grady was going to come along later, make a speech.

-He came home to write it. -Your husband's computer was on.

Seems he was looking over financial transactions

relating to Circulus.

-Do you know about them? -Haven't a clue.

Did you husband know that Eddie Rowbotham

thought bribes had been taken?

Of course, he just told Eddie to shut up

and concentrate on his tutorials.

-What tutorials? -With Mahesh.

Mr Rowbotham said he rarely crossed paths with Mr Sidana.

Rubbish, he'd been cramming with him for months.

Anyone had odd or unusual dealings with your husband?

Carlton Scott came by last night,

I don't know what that was about.

What about today? Did your husband seem troubled at all?

No. Oh, he went to school early to meet someone.

-Who? -He didn't say.

I'm gonna have a swim. Hold this!

[giggles]

-Oh, Geronimo! -[splashing]

People respond to grief in different ways, Winter.

Celebration not normally being one of them.

Are we going to announce Grady Palmerston's death?

No, I think a stealth approach might be more productive.

Crosby Courier.

I thought your Miss Kingdom wasn't a fan of Circulus.

She's not. Mine or a fan.

How was maths and lateral thinking?

Well, it's hard to tell, really.

Got the riddle one right though. About the fork in the road.

-Do you wanna hear it? -No.

No, I can't stand riddles.

Apart from why you told me

that you didn't know Mr Sidana when you had tutorials with him.

-Because... it stopped. -So?

Mahesh lost patience with me and he refused to tutor me any more.

Said I'd never pass in a month of Sundays.

-And how did that make you feel? -Ashamed.

-What about angry? -No, just ashamed.

-Leaving so soon? -Not really my thing.

You mentioned earlier doing the break-in

so you could have something over Grady if things turned ugly.

I told you I didn't find anything.

Did things turn ugly anyway?

You went to see Grady Palmerston last night.

-What about? -An administrative confusion.

It's resolved now, we moved on.

Like you said you did with Mahesh Sidana?

Exactly.

Didn't expect to see you in the enemy camp.

This is my local. I'm not gonna sit at home because of that lot.

Though I doubt I'll stay for the duration.

-Unless you are. -Yeah, I might do.

Catch you later then?

-On your own tonight? -Looks that way.

Tell me. Grady, chairman. Mahesh, treasurer.

-What do you do? -Crosswords.

-So why is Penny here? -It's her local.

Crawling with people she disapproves of?

-Strange, don't you think? -Not as strange

as you doing a crossword when you're working.

Baby ran in circles around clueless inspectors.

-Seven letters. -Baby ran, clueless inspector.

-Barnaby? -Doesn't count. Already got it.

It's three all.

Grady said he'd leave us to puzzle it out.

He's true to his word.

Something's been bothering me about the obituary, though.

We thought Grady Palmerston wrote it

and we thought he was the murderer as a result, but--

He's clearly not.

So the obituary's meant to frame him.

Which it did.

So whoever wrote it studied his language like you

in order to point the finger in his direction

knowing that we would trace the IP address.

So why frame someone and then kill them?

-Exactly. -And the answer is?

-No idea. -Oh.

I think I'll stick around for a bit.

Be careful, Winter.

-Draft. -No, you.

Come on, once. That's twice!

-I should probably go. -I'll say goodbye.

I won that so I should slap you.

I'll close my eyes while you go.

I enjoyed tonight. More than I have for a while.

Me, too.

I don't... [laughs] Ah, she's gorgeous, isn't she?

That's the rest of us done for, isn't it?

I shouldn't.

Because of work and...

Of course. I'm sorry.

-Friends? -Sure. Friends.

Night.

Try this. Murderer, a prodigal Samaritan on the road to Emmaus.

How many letters? I'm better if I get the letters.

-Four. Biblical. -Cain.

Abel. Esau.

[doorbell rings]

Hi, hello. Thank you.

I think I found a link to Denmark.

But also something else.

Look. I was going through old exam papers,

dozens of them, with this.

The right answer. And then this.

[Sarah] Not gonna get marks for that one.

Exactly. I've checked the entrant,

an engineer who worked for

one Europe's leading car manufacturers.

So this isn't the answer to that question?

No, it's the chemical composition of an engine oil.

I think they use the exams to trade on secrets.

Industrial espionage. Question is, who knew about it?

Luke. The prodigal son, the good Samaritan

and Jesus on the road to Emmaus only appeared in one gospel.

Luke.

Did you finish the crossword?

It's Grady's idea of a joke presumably.

[Barnaby] Is it? We checked the constitution.

In the event of the death of chairman,

the running of Circulus passes to the next surviving founder.

Lucrative business, Circulus.

[Winter] Of which there was originally four.

-Recently three. Mahesh Sidana. -Dead.

-Grady Palmerston. -Dead. And you.

Might we come in? We'd like to search your caravan.

-What for? -Their summer house key

or anything that might link you to a murder weapon

taken from Borrowdale Farm.

Did you say Grady's dead?

Electrical equipment used to... Yes, we did.

...kill Grady Palmerston.

-No, you can't come in. -I think we can.

-What's in there? -Junk.

It's just full of junk.

No, you've no right.

Any differences I had with Grady were ideological.

I'm not psychopathic. I wouldn't kill over it.

Grady Palmerston thought you would.

He knew of your affair with Anika Sidana

and thought you wanted revenge for your sacking.

Well, the great Grady thought wrong.

Mr Fawcett, in the past 36 hours,

your lover's husband and the only obstacle

to you taking over Circulus have both been killed.

-Maybe that just means I'm next. -Why would you be next?

Wouldn't have anything to do

with trading secrets internationally, would it?

That was nothing to do with me.

-You knew about it. -And disapproved.

-Was Mahesh Sidana involved? -He banked the money.

Did you fall out with him as well?

We had our issues.

Can you account for your movements yesterday evening?

I was here until I went to the pub.

-Much like the day before. -I'm a creature of habit.

Like seeing Mrs Sidana.

She didn't go straight to her house after your latest tryst.

Perhaps you did.

You followed Mahesh into his summer house.

You could've done the same with Grady Palmerston.

-Trust me, I didn't. -You're a hard man to trust.

Penny Kingdom thinks that you share her concern

for the plight of the Small Coppers,

when, in fact, you're hoarding them here.

What's she gonna say when we tell her?

She'll be gutted.

Her idea to hide them here in the first place.

-Any Small Coppers in there? -You know there aren't.

Because they're all in Luke Fawcett's caravan

where you lured, trapped and captured them.

-To protect them. -By imprisoning them?

It's no different to Mahesh Sidana.

A world of difference.

We're trying to protect their long-term future.

Ginny Welton has plans to use the meadowlands for crops,

that's why she's hired Carlton to oversee it.

It's her land, she can do what she wants.

If she does, she'll wipe out Small Coppers and others.

You care an awful lot about butterflies, don't you?

Nature's proof of reincarnation?

Absolutely.

Symbolic of rebirth, that life goes on, it's important.

Weren't looking for pesticides on her farm, were you?

You were planting them.

Your posters spread the word that a species has disappeared

and then you were gonna mysteriously locate

the pesticides on Mrs Welton's farm that might've killed them.

Creating a public outcry.

Quite the campaigner, aren't you?

You said you were putting up posters

the morning Mahesh Sidana was killed.

-That's right. -We've driven round the village.

We found five. Not very many, is it?

Grady ripped the others down.

Tit-for-tat for me leafleting about Circulus.

Grady Palmerston is dead.

And... he recently paid you a visit.

When? And what did he want?

Yesterday. It was private.

At some point yesterday,

Grady Palmerston went from being someone to frame

to someone to kill.

Something changed.

Perhaps in your meeting.

I don't know what you're talking about.

He wasn't happy with me leafleting,

he was flexing his muscles, that's all.

You take set one Biology

and the brilliant Leo Scott is down in set two

with a different teacher.

-Why? -Biology's not his forte.

[speaks in Danish]

Now what?

According to the original Circulus membership list,

the four founding members were M Sidana, G Palmerston,

L Fawcett and V Astergaard.

V for Virginia, married name, Astergaard.

Grady's boss in Denmark.

She divorced, returned to the UK

and reverted to her family name, Welton.

So she could be your link, not Grady.

With your permission, I would like to visit her.

Of course. And take Winter. She can get trigger-happy.

Where are you going?

Penny Kingdom said Grady Palmerston

was trying to flex his muscles.

She's not a member of Circulus so he couldn't get her that way,

but he did own a newspaper.

[phone vibrates]

Something come up? I can go on my own if you want.

Yeah, maybe that'd be good.

I'll ring Mrs Welton, let her know that you're coming.

Yes, that's absolutely fine. I'll be waiting.

Grady Palmerston penned crosswords and editorials,

did he write anything else?

Well, he owned the newspaper, he could write what he wanted.

Did he have anything over Penny Kingdom?

Something to do with a student.

Leo Scott by any chance? He's not in her class

and his father told me the school could've done more.

Oh, the school did loads after Jane died.

The school asked Penny to be there for Leo.

She spent a lot of time with him.

Organised a grief counsellor, all of that.

-So what went wrong? -It was more what went right.

Carlton was grieving, he was lonely and vulnerable.

Penny felt for him, he was attracted to her.

They started a relationship?

Until Carlton's grief turned to guilt and he ended it.

Was this relationship public knowledge?

Mahesh was the only one that knew.

So, Penny becomes a thorn in Circulus's side.

She organised a petition putting pressure on Mahesh

not to let the school be used for Circulus exams.

-It didn't work? -Nearly did.

Close enough for Grady to want vengeance.

He twisted Mahesh's arm to let her go by the end of the term.

And your husband told Grady

about Penny's affair with Carlton Scott.

-How did you find out? -Grady could be vindictive.

"Treacherous teacher abused position

to seduce grieving father."

-Was this going to run? -Possibly next week.

Grady wanted to speak to her first.

-Old news, though, isn't it? -Not around here. It's gossip.

It's gold dust. Professionally that could ruin her reputation.

-You have your father's eyes. -And his notebooks.

Come inside. I have something for you.

You don't seem surprised to see me.

Grady followed your father's obsession

with an interest that bordered on paranoia.

We all knew he wasn't gonna let it go.

You mean the four original founding members.

What happened to Anders Nisson?

Your father was right.

In the light of Grady's death,

there's no need to hide the truth.

Anders uncovered that Grady was using Circulus

as a front for introducing contacts

and exchanging information all over Europe.

Did Grady Palmerston kill Anders?

Grady arranged for them to meet.

They rowed and he pushed him off the bridge.

He admitted it. And we all agreed to cover it up.

-Why? -We were all implicated.

We all know about the espionage.

He said he'd take us all down with him.

Only, your father suspected.

I gave up Circulus altogether.

Mahesh took a backseat and Luke disappeared into his own world.

Other things ended as well.

Your father talked about you such a lot.

I want you to have this.

He always hoped the two halves might re-join.

Perhaps now.

I have to take you to the police station.

And you'll have to make a statement

about your involvement.

Of course.

That's what your father would've wanted.

Yes.

Miss Kingdom?

I know why Grady came to see you yesterday,

I've seen his article.

Was he going to publish it or just use it to silence you?

Publish it if I contested the sacking that was coming my way.

The old charmer.

But now your job is safe and the article won't be published.

I'm a biology teacher. I believe in life, not death.

Two people you were in conflict with have been killed.

[sighs] So? I was going to leave anyway.

-Really? -I've been applying for jobs.

Grady was always banging on about how I don't fit in here.

He was right, maybe I'm the problem.

Trying to change people that don't want to be changed.

Carlton Scott?

Does it matter?

It might matter very much.

How strong were your feelings for each other?

-My feelings were very strong. -And his?

According to Leo they were.

He said it was nice to do stuff and see his father smile again.

Reborn, even.

Grief comes at people from odd angles.

Did you tell Carlton about Grady's article?

I left him a message, I had to warn him in case.

-What are you looking for? -My phone.

Must've lost it last night.

[phone ringing]

Penny?

Penny!

[strains]

-Who else was in the pub late? -Leo, Luke, Eddie, Jamie.

Did anything happen? Anything that could've upset anyone?

-I kissed Jamie. -And who witnessed that?

Anyone who happened to be looking.

[phone rings]

[footsteps]

Who's that?

I think someone is targeting people connected to you.

Hello?

-Why? -Because they care for you

and your relationship with someone else.

And they want to be a family again.

-Where is he? -I don't know. Out.

Where would he go? A favourite place, think!

I know.

You think you're clever, don't you?

-Stealing Penny from my dad? -I haven't!

-Try this one. -This what?

-Riddle! -I hate riddles.

Tough. If you get right within five minutes, you live.

If not, lover boy gets cupid's arrow.

You come to a fork in the road. Two people stand there.

One is an angel that will always tell the truth,

one is a devil that will always lie.

One road leads to life and one road leads to death.

You have to ask one of them a question

that would determine the way to life.

Only you don't know which one you're asking.

The angel or the devil?

What is the only question you can ask

to determine the correct answer?

Five minutes.

Meet me at Frampton Woods.

There's a clearing in the middle.

I don't understand, what's going on?

You ask the angel...

No, no, wait. Hang on a sec.

Erm, you ask the devil...

You don't know which one you're asking.

He went to the school and stole a key.

Leo has something to do with this?

Didn't it occur to you what your actions were doing to him?

-What are you talking about? -Your son suffered the trauma

of losing his mother, but in the fallout from that

there was a support system there for him.

Someone who eased not just his pain, but yours.

You ask either one which way... No, no, no. No, no, no, wait.

Two minutes. Come on, every second counts.

-Why are you doing this? -I was Leo's friend, that's all.

You were more than that, you were part of a family.

Then you two were taken away

and replaced by Circulus and intelligence.

Thought that's what his mother would've wanted.

Or an outlet for her son's emotions, but you blocked that.

You sent Leo down a different route entirely.

Some butterfly effect.

What happens to a caterpillar that can't be reborn?

-It eats itself and dies. Leo! -No, no! Stay there! You stay!

-This fires the crossbow! -Let him down, Leo.

-Leo, please. -Please don't do this.

-It's a bit late. -It's not!

It is! What took you so long, Dad?

Why couldn't you see that Penny was the answer?

Why does everyone I love always leave me?

-I did what I thought was best. -I did what I was told.

I stuck to the rules, I did what you wanted.

I was biding my time hoping you'd see Penny again.

And protecting that possibility.

I don't understand. Mahesh, Grady?

I heard Mahesh warning you about Circulus.

Threatening you. Breaking into his office was easy.

I saw the email to Grady.

Plotting. He was gonna sack you, you would've had to leave.

So you taught him a lesson?

I turned him into one of his dead butterflies.

Then you tried to pin it on Grady. What changed?

I saw the article on Grady's computer.

About them. It was so unfair. Wouldn't have stood a chance.

I just want you to be happy again, Dad.

And no-one is gonna take that away!

Leo, please, you gotta stop this.

No, I can't! Rules are rules, remember?

Rules are rules!

He has to answer the question, he has 30 seconds.

-What question? -You come to a fork in the road.

Two people are standing there.

An angel that'll tell the truth. And a devil that'll always lie.

One road leads to life, other to death.

You have to ask one a question to determine the routes to life.

You don't know which one you're asking, though.

What's the only question you can ask

to ascertain the correct answer?

I really don't mind if you take this one, sir. Not a problem.

Leo, don't do this.

-Ten! -No, please don't!

If I was to ask the other one which way to go,

what would they say?

And then you do the opposite.

-Yes? -Yes?

That's it...

It has to be him to answer details.

-Details! Five! -OK.

If I was to ask the other one, what would they say?

-[beeping] -And then you do the opposite!

-You're too late. -No, Jamie!

-Don't take me! No! -It's OK. It's all right.

I stood by and did nothing when one life was lost.

I wasn't gonna let that happen again.

I'm sorry. I did it for you, I was...

I did it for you, I did.

-[barks] -Oh, hello.

Better get a wiggle on it if you're gonna beat the traffic.

-Charge this one to us, Eddie. -What, plus tip?

-Only ten per cent. -Oh, come on, John, 15!

Eddie's a bona fide Circulus member now, you passed.

-Hey. -[laughs]

Oh, sorry!

[Poulsen] Well done, Eddie.

Thank you for everything.

I learned more about my father than I ever dreamt.

Thank you.

Let me know how everyone gets on.

Thank you for letting me stay last night.

You're welcome.

And you must come to Copenhagen soon

so you can drink some more Akvavit.

I'll start lining my stomach immediately.

Bye.

I wonder if they've got pub quizzes in Denmark.

-Just saying. -Hmm.

Question one, what happens next time you go AWOL?

There's no answer to that question, sir,

because it won't happen again.

Correct. Ten points.

[whines]

[dog barks]