All language subtitles for Midsomer Murders S20E05 Till Death Do Us Part

* Radio Midsomer

You're listening to

Late Night with Jordan Briggs.

The phone lines are
open so don't be shy.

Ah, next up we have Karen,
from Carber Valley, Karen?

- Yeah, hi.
- Hi.

I'm sorry,
I disagree with you

about the war on drugs.

You think they
should all be legalized,

party time for everyone?

Well, no,
not all of them,

but definitely cannabis.

I mean, it's harmless, isn't it?

It's linked to
serious psychiatric disorders,

Karen, if you can't
see the harm in that

then obviously your drug
use has had an impact.

Barry, you're live
on Midsomer FM.

* Coming home

* Coming home

* Oh, feels like coming home

* Coming home

* Coming home

* Oh, feels like coming home

* Feeling taking over,
I feel it carry me *

* Somewhere or another,
gonna get the bell to ring *

* Oh, feels like comin' home

* I feel the night risin',
fear of the night *

* Feel like I'm comin' but it
feels like you've been gone *

* Oh, feels like comin' home

* Comin' home

- So what, legalize it
all and hope for the best?

- No, I--
- Great logic.

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

You're like an
expert on everything

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

- Oh, personal insults already.

Well done, Barry,
you win the prize,

most moronic call
of the show so far.

Hmm, 11 prat points to you.

More calls, after
the travel news.

- So, how long you been
on the force now, then?

- Getting on for 25 years.

No, thank you.

- Seriously, of everyone
at universities,

you're the last one you'd
pick is a police officer.

- Well, they're meant to
be tough, aren't they?

You aren't exactly
an action hero,

unless the action involved a
game of Scrabble.

Richard, thank you
so much for coming,

do you have a drink?
- No, I haven't actually.

- Now that's why I stay at
home when you meet up with her.

- She didn't mean it, it's
just her sense of humor.

- Hilarious!

If she's so much fun,
why do you only see her

once in a blue moon?

- I'm very busy.

She's not that bad, anyway,
I've known her forever.

Stop it!

- I'm so proud of you!

- Oh, darn, you're going
to start me off again.

Come on.

Thank you.

All right?

- Bye-bye!
- Bye!

- We need everyone outside

for fireworks in
15 minutes, okay?

That number
again, 03454 040492.

I'm ready to take your calls.

This is yours truly, Jordan
Briggs, on Midsomer FM.

- Excuse me.

Thank you, thank you so much.

Oh, bride, groom?

Maybe they're, you know?

- Oh, Gavin, good, any
idea where Laurel's got to?

- Oh, she's gone to get
changed, hasn't she?

- Has she, I'll go.

No, no, no,
I'm not losing you again,

could someone who is not
part of the wedding party

please fetch Laurel?

Oh, the Queen
Anne suite, thank you.

Laurel?

We want to
hear different voices

from around Midsomer County,

telling us about
your experiences.

- She's fine.

Honestly, she said she's fine.

I didn't want
to come to this thing

in the first place,
we hardly know anyone.

- Sarah said that
you were friends

with the groom's
mother, Hazel Webster?

- Sarah was when we
were all at university,

they were best friends.

Hazel was never my biggest fan.

Her name's Laurel Newman, or
Laurel Webster now, I suppose.

She's been married to Gavin
Webster for about eight hours.

- Ribbon.

Looks like it
might have been cut

from the lacing on her corset.

Okay, that's different.

Tied in a
bow around her tongue?

- Laurel was a talk show
host on Midsomer FM.

When Sarah found her the
radio was on full blast

and tuned to her station.

- Well, that's sends a
pretty clear message.

Any thoughts
on cause of death?

But, from the way this
dress has been tightened,

she might have been
squeezed to death?

- Extreme constriction
of the corset,

causing internal damage,
a collapsed lung, maybe?

It happened in the
late 18th century.

Society's obsession
with tiny waisted women.

- That's insane.

Just

Botox and exploding
breast implants

to worry about these days.

- Beads, three of them.

They're not trodden
into the carpet yet,

so they can't have
been here long?

- I should be with
her, she's my wife.

- I can't let you see
her yet, I'm sorry.

- Gavin, they're
just doing their job!

- If they'd done their
job, she'd be alive!

- Gavin!
- No, Mum!

Three times we went to the
police, and what did you do?

- Months of trolling online.

And these packages
started turnin' up,

roadkill, dead animals.

"Keep a log," that's
all you lot had to say.

- It started happening
at our house, too,

after they had moved in with us.

- You still have any
of these packages?

- I kept one, it's in
the freezer at my shop.

- Do you have any idea
who would do this?

- They get some weirdos
calling the radio show,

it could be any of them?

- Okay.

You said Laurel walked
her friend, Marcia,

out to a taxi at 10:30,
where did you go after that?

- There's a, there's a
cottage on the grounds.

We meant to stay there
tonight, I went to decorate it.

- Yes!

Why isn't someone
turnin' that thing off?

- We'll let him get some sleep.

Are you feeling any
better now, Philip?

- Your headache.

You said it was why you missed
the ceremony this afternoon.

- Oh, the, the migraines.

No, they get better
in the evening.

- How did you both
get on with Laurel?

Most of the time, but have
you heard her radio show?

She was very

opinionated.

Argumentative, really, it's
not always easy to deal with.

- You're saying
she made enemies?

- None of her whole family here,

it's classic
distancing behavior.

- You're not at work now!

Ever the psychologist.

- Oh, John knows what
I'm talking about,

he did the same course.

No family on her big day,

difficulty maintaining
key relationships.

What does that tell you?

- Were you happy that your
son was marrying Laurel today?

- We were happy
that he was happy.

- And I thought my
in-laws didn't like me.

- Do you think that's why
he wasn't at the ceremony?

Couldn't bear to watch?

But run his details,
he's got form.

- Fraud.

He was a solicitor, he
stole from his clients.

Sarah said he's only been
out of prison a few months.

- Juliet Evans,
Perfect Love Weddings.

This is my assistant,
Grace Briggs.

I've put together some
information, staff contact list,

timetable, master guest list.

Key members of the wedding
party highlighted in pink,

no-shows in green.

- Right, thank you.

- As you can see,
there is no Best Man,

but the Maid of
Honor's over there.

Aisha Khalique.

- Ah, yes, I remember
her from the speeches,

she was pretty far gone by then.

- Every wedding,
there's always one.

That's why I come prepared.

- Good luck.

- Did either of you see Laurel
or Gavin after about 10:30?

- They both disappeared.

- And this, photo shoot at 10:45

in front of the
projection screen,

I assume that didn't happen?

- No, but that's
what made me realize

she'd gone to get changed,
she wanted those photos

to show off her second dress.

- Lots of brides do it,
traditional white for the day,

something more
glamorous for dancing.

- Do you know what this
second dress looked liked?

Was it beaded?

- No idea, sorry, but it must
have been pretty special,

she wanted to make
a big entrance.

There's no
other dress in the room.

- We need to find out
what happened to it?

Did you get any sense
out of Aisha Khalique?

- Only that she
worked with Laurel

and that she was her bestest,
best, best mate ever.

I arranged for a taxi to take
her back to Little Denton.

- Let's try again tomorrow.

- I did speak to the
hotel manager, though.

There's no CCTV, but the
system records every time

that a key card is used.

Laurel's hotel room was accessed

at 10:36 using her own key card.

It suggests a willingness
to let the killer in.

- Or they forced
her to use her card?

We need to speak to this
man, too, Jordan Briggs.

He was due to come then
canceled at the last minute.

- What, Jordan Briggs, the
prat points DJ on the radio?

- I tried to once when
Betty was teething,

but I had to switch him off,

before we both
ended up screaming.

- I was out with friends.

We lost track of time.

- Um-hmm,

which friends?

Grace,

which friends?

- You're in no position to upset
me right now, are you, Dad?

- Gavin.

- Ah, maybe just
give him some space?

We've had a break in.

- Look!
- Oh, goodness!

- Oh, better leave that!

- We have to report it!

- I said, leave it!

No police!

Cause of death was
massive internal bleeding.

The tightening of the
corset caused a rib to snap

which ruptured a spleen.

- What kind of force
would that take?

- A fair bit.

- I'd say the ribbon was
tied around it post-mortem.

I haven't been able to
identify that residue yet.

I've sent a sample
off to the lab.

- It would be good if that
meringue could be collected.

It's bringing back memories
of my first wedding.

- I didn't know
you'd been married?

I've been down
the aisle a few times.

Although it wasn't
an aisle, as such.

In Vegas.

* Radio Midsomer

- Jordan Briggs,
Laurel's cohost.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi, we're all, um,

struggling to get our
heads around this?

- How long had you
been working together?

- Three years, she started
as a regular guest,

but then they wanted
more female presenters,

you know what it's like.

- Good, you know, we laid
into each other on air

but that's the job.

I mean we'd have no show
if we agreed on everything.

Please, come this way.

- You were due to be at
the wedding yesterday,

is that right?

- Yeah, but then we decided I
should do the show on my own

and, sort of, keep
some consistency.

I believe my daughter
was there, though?

Grace Briggs?

- Oh, yeah, she was
working for Juliet.

- So she was there.

- No, no problem.

Please?

- Um, this is
Aisha, our producer.

- We met last night.

Oh, yeah,
of course, sorry.

- And you remember the last
time you saw Laurel yesterday?

- We were dancing together,
no idea what time it was?

Just remember she
looked so happy.

- Did she mention changing into
a second dress at any point?

- She didn't have
a second dress.

Not that I saw.

- Her husband mentioned some
unpleasant things in the post?

- It had her really freaked out.

- Yeah, foxes and badgers.

Oh, a rat once.

- Did any of your callers

seem particularly
fixated on Laurel?

- Several.

When you host a late night
phone-in you find out

how many nutters
there are out there.

Some of them call
in every night.

- Did Laurel mention the name
of her wedding venue on air?

- She did, yeah, more than once.

- Okay, we'll need the
station's phone records

and a list of those frequent
callers with time codes.

- Do you really think
it's a listener?

- We can't rule it out.

- It's just, has
anyone spoken to you

about Serena Madison?

- Oh, come on!

She hated her!

- Gavin's ex-fiancee, he
left her two years ago

to be with Laurel.

Actually jilted
her at the altar.

And she's been findin' ways to
get back at them ever since.

- Serena's father owned
a stake in Midsomer FM

and she inherited his share.

Laurel thought she was trying
to get our show canceled.

That name was inside
Laurel's wedding dress.

- It's what she does, she's
a bridal wear designer.

- Did Serena know that
Laurel was getting married

in one of her dresses?

- Oh, yeah, she knew.

It's probably what
pushed her over the edge.

It's about
giving people control--

- Yes, it's from her final show.

But, some
people can't be saved

and don't want to be!

What you're arguing for
is denying them a choice.

Right, and
what you're arguing for

is putting people down,

or maybe someone should
put you down, eh?

Thanks,
Steve, ever the charmer.

- Every caller with an
attitude like that needs

to be identified
and interviewed.

Any luck with her family?

- Um, Hazel was right
about lack of contact.

Mother and sister down
in Devon didn't even know

she was gettin' married.

- No sign of it
in the hotel room.

Forensics did find this,
though, in her purse.

Madam X.

- The number's for an
unregistered, pay-as-you-go.

- Happier when I can't hear any.

Why?

- There's this strange
bit, just as she signs off.

That's it for me,

I'm off to get my beauty
sleep before my wedding.

What's that,
Laurel, you're getting married?

Ooh, you never mentioned it.

Oh, shush,
I've not been that bad!

But, before I go, I know we
don't usually play music,

but there's a record I'd like

to dedicate to someone special.

Someone I was honored to help.

This is for you.

- Worth finding
out what that is?

- Yeah, just a sec.

- It's called "Loving
and Letting Go" by
the Tiger Quartet.

- From now on, it's
a pound in there

every time you make me feel old.

- I'm not made of money.

So, who do we think
this someone special is?

- I don't know, but
"Loving and Letting Go"?

It sounds like a
message to an ex?

Serena Madison, I'm
DCI Barnaby, this is--

- Shoes off, please, you'll
have to wait a moment.

Take a seat.

- Bit behind on my laundry.

- Thank you so much, darling.

You look absolutely spectacular!

How can I help you gentlemen?

- Yes.

Oh, this

This is the tactical tear.

The bride tries on a dress
slightly over budget,

ideally in front of the
mother and you well up,

simply overwhelmed
by how perfect it is.

Everyone does it.

Probably.

- We're hear to talk to
you about Laurel Newman.

Why would I
want to talk about her?

She was murdered
last night at her wedding.

- Well, what do you
expect me to say?

You obviously know
what she did to me

otherwise you wouldn't be here.

- At the Christmas party
for the radio station.

I introduced them.

Then they went behind
my back for months

before he humiliated
me on my wedding day.

That must
have been difficult?

- I drove around that
church for an hour,

I couldn't believe he'd done it.

- Have you seen
Laurel since then?

- Zero contact with
either of them.

- I have to ask, where
were you last night?

- I was at home.

On my own, drinking gin,
watching mutual friends

post Gavin's wedding
photos on Facebook.

It was quite the
evening, I can tell you.

- Were you aware that
Laurel was getting married

in one of your dresses?

- I tried to stop
that, believe me.

That entire wedding was paid
for by a magazine competition.

Under my PR deal, I had to
provide the winner with a dress.

- They won their
wedding in a magazine?

Well, I suppose it is
frightening enough.

That's why it had to
happen on a Friday.

- Why do you think Laurel agreed

to wear one of your designs?

Given the situation?

It's
part of the prize.

Well, and I do make
beautiful dresses.

- You didn't think she was
rubbing your nose in it?

- Someone at the radio
station suggested

that you were making
trouble for Laurel?

Forcing her show off the air?

Well, someone
at the radio station

overestimates my power.

I'm not the majority
shareholder.

And besides, vengeance
really isn't my style.

- Speak to the Tech team, see
if any of the trolling came

from her IP address.

- I will do.

- And have you got an address
for Marcia Jackson in there,

this friend that Laurel
was walking to the taxi?

- Uh, yeah, but this is weird.

Juliet Evans, the
wedding planner,

she left her laptop in
Laurel's hotel room,

so it was processed
with everything else.

But, apparently, we
can't get into it?

- It's got some sort of serious
encryption software on it.

The sort of thing you
see with organized crime.

- Why would a wedding planner
need that level of security?

But when I ran the
names of the guests

through the PNC,
only two came back.

Philip Webster, for fraud,

and Juliet Evans for violent
assault against an ex.

- See ya Monday!
- Bye!

I got your messages,

I'm not having a
conversation about this.

- She's my daughter!

- Yes, your 18-year
old daughter.

She can do what she likes.

- Now you,

you stay away from her!

- Excuse me.

- You and Laurel
were obviously close?

- Oh, yes, we were best friends.

- Can you take us
through what happened

when you said goodbye to Laurel?

- She came out with
me to the taxi.

I waived as we drove off,
and she went the other way.

- To the side of the hotel.

I think there was someone there?

She seemed to know them.

- It was dark, but
they had a cigarette,

I could see it glowing.

I think they had a
sort of hunchback?

- Oh, I couldn't see,
my eyes are terrible!

- That's okay, thank
you for your help.

- Oh, another cup of
tea before you go?

- I'd love to, but
we need to get on.

Oh, um, there's one
other question, though.

Laurel finished her show
with a record called

"Loving and Letting Go",

she said it was for
someone special?

- Oh, that would be for Gavin.

- Maybe, but is there anyone
else we should be aware of?

- Oh, she'd never
do the dirty on him,

if that's what you mean?

No, if there was someone
special, it was Gavin.

Does that look
like zero contact to you?

- I hate jazz, so did Laurel.

I got no idea why
she'd play that?

- So who do you
think it was for?

Is she still in contact
with any ex

I don't even know why I'm here?

I thought it might calm me down.

We saw her leaving just now.

- She brought flowers
to a flower shop?

- Chrysanthemum, that
represents fidelity,

dahlia for betrayal.

Couldn't keep the
smirk off her face.

- What happened
between you and Serena?

Basically,
I behaved very badly.

We'd been together four
years and things were okay.

Then I met Laurel and, it was
totally different, you know?

I wanted to call
things off then,

but I felt like it was too late.

- I still couldn't tell her.

I sent my brother Noel to do it.

I remember justifying
it to myself like,

"Noel's a medical student, he's
trained to break bad news."

I'm not proud of it.

- Did Serena blame
Laurel for what happened?

- Of course she did.

But, I know her, she's not
got it in her to kill anyone.

- Did you ever wonder if
it might have been Serena

who was sending those packages?

- No, there's no way
she could have done it,

even if she wanted to.

She's a massive animal
lover, a vegan and all that.

She could never mess
around with them.

- Got one here.

Serena wouldn't be
able to touch it,

let alone do that to it.

- Yeah.

Different animals, but all with
ribbons around their tongue.

- Actually, Sir, as
the senior officer,

I think you should ask her.

- Nice try.

- Toxicology report,
it's all clear.

In terms of DNA, we've got
dozens of different profiles,

but that's to be expected.

With everyone hugging
and kissing the bride.

- What about that
residue around her mouth?

- Talc.

From a common brand
of latex glove.

- So, the murderer
came prepared?

- Looks like it.

I'll let you know if
there's anything else.

- Oh, actually, um.

We were hoping to get
your expertise on this.

- Gas Mark six for 90 minutes,

it'd be lovely with
a bit of fennel.

- It was sent to the victim
and we'd be very grateful

if you could, um...

- The subject is
female, well-nourished.

Partially defrosted.

Evidence of trauma to the
right side of the head,

possibly an RTC?

Caught her, huh?

I think Flopsy, here,
might be microchipped?

Pass me that.

No,

the scalpel.

Thank you.

There you go, get that to a
vet and he'll scan it for you.

- Your boyfriend's a vet,
isn't he, we'll take it to him.

- Oh, no, I ended
that weeks ago.

Although the smell of
livestock really lingers.

- Laurel's room
card was used 10:36

and her body was
discovered just after 11.

So, we're looking at
a very tight window.

How you getting on with
those phone records

from the radio station?

- So far, we've identified
seven regular callers.

Their alibis check out.

There are at least three
others on unregistered mobiles.

- Okay, we need a team
listening to those calls.

See if they give away any
details about themselves?

- But, if the person that
Marcia saw was the killer,

then it was someone
that Laurel knew,

it wasn't some, anonymous troll.

Laurel might have known
this troll in real life?

Did we get any DNA
off those beads?

- Nothing usable.

They don't match any of the
outfits worn by the guests.

Their old, apparently, 1920s.

- Sounds like the kind
of thing Serena sells.

So, assuming, for a minute
that those beads came off

Laurel's second dress,
what happened to it?

- The killer got rid of it
in case their DNA was on it?

We need to find that dress.

- Hello, come in,
come in, sorry!

Bad timing, I'm just
dissolving some sugar,

I don't want it to burn.

Pear and
ginger chutney, nice.

- Yes, now the secret
is a decent pan

and a nice even simmer.

- That's the idea, yes.

I am the chutney
king!

A bit of a change of career.

So what can I do for you?

- Doesn't hurt to do it again.

- No, of course.

- Oh, that's ancient.

The joys of bringing up sons.

- Right, I'll be in the
greenhouse if you need me.

- How long have Laurel
and Gavin been staying?

- About two months.

She'd sold her flat,
but they were looking

for the right place to buy.

- We think Laurel planned to
change into a second dress

at the reception,
did she mention that?

- Like some kind
of surprise reveal?

I don't know?

But that does sound very Laurel.

Are these
all carnivorous plants?

- Mostly, yes.

Hazel and Noel used
to call it creepy.

But Gavin appreciates them.

- They're fascinating.

Does it close?

- No, no, no, most of
these are pitcher plants.

Now with these, the insects,

they just slide in, see?

They want the nectar so much
they ignore how slippery it is,

and by the time
they've gone inside,

see their little insect
friends dissolving

in the juices, too late.

- Oh, no, Robert's
the prison chaplain.

Now he wants one for
his counseling sessions.

It's a metaphor, apparently,
for addiction or something.

- I wanted to ask you
again about the wedding.

It seems unusual that you
didn't attend the ceremony,

even with the headache?

- Well, things haven't
been easy since my release.

Our son, Noel, died when
I was inside, epilepsy.

And when my family needed me,

well, I just wasn't
there for them.

It's, I don't know,

do marriages recover
from a thing like that?

- I think they can.

- Anyway, I've been getting
these panic attacks.

- Is that what
happened on Friday?

- In fact, that's what
happened in the bedroom.

I think Hazel was trying to
spare my blushes just now.

- Yeah, well, not so
much a panic attack,

more of a temper-tantrum.

I was getting the bedroom ready

for Laurel and Gavin to move in,

hit my finger with a
hammer and I just lost it.

- He admits he's violent

but he's got no
obvious motive, has he?

- It's worth speaking
to that chaplain

and find out about
Philip's time in prison.

- I'll track him down.

- I'm gonna have a chat
with Serena Madison,

see what she knows
about those beads.

- You off now, give my
best to Sarah, won't you?

- Hazel, you are remembering

this is a police
investigation, aren't you?

- Obviously, I
don't know what you?

- The fact that you know
my wife won't get you

off the hook if you lie to me.

Phil told me what really
happened in there.

That he did it.

I'm sorry,

it's been a stressful time.

But you're right, obviously.

- Thank you.

- You know, I never thought

that Sarah would
end up marrying you?

- I don't mean it
unkindly, I'm glad she did.

She seems happy.

- I'll let you know if
we need anything else.

I told Gavin we'd help
him with the wedding fair.

About the damage upstairs?

- What you said was a lie, too.

- But they didn't believe you.

My lie was better!

- Well, they're beautiful.

They didn't come from here.

You're welcome to check
my stock if you like,

but half of it's already
at the wedding fair

for the catwalk show.

- I saw you visited
Gavin earlier today.

- It just seemed like
the right thing to do.

You were there

to express sympathy
then, nothing else?

- I was trying to be the
bigger person, to be kind.

Do you have any idea
how offensive this is?

- I'm simply asking
the question.

- No, I'm not gonna
stand for this!

Laurel is dead, so she
is absolved of all sin

yet I am the monster?

Can we just remember who
Laurel was for a moment?

She knew that Gavin was engaged
yet that didn't stop her.

She was a narcissist,
and a bully, ask Juliet.

- Yes, Laurel made her life
hell over that wedding.

Even on the day itself,
she was shouting at her

about some chair
covers or something.

Screaming at her in front
of her entire staff,

I mean, that's who Laurel was.

- Juliet texted me.

- If you don't believe me.

Obviously, the way Juliet
put it, she was joking.

- I was blowing off steam.

I mean, this is a
dream job, obviously,

I get to be a part of all
these amazing love stories.

But, it is stressful.

- You had a public
row with the victim

and didn't tell us about it?

- Because it wasn't a big deal.

See her, looks nice,
doesn't she, reasonable?

Demanded 12 puppies died
pink to match her flowers.

Oh, that bridegroom
smacked the photographer

for taking too many
photos of the bride.

Honestly, in the grand
scheme of bridezillas,

Laurel wasn't that bad.

- What can you tell us about
the encryption on your laptop?

- There's an unusually high
level of security on it.

- Well, I hold client's
personal information,

I have to take that seriously.

- When did you
have it installed?

This is about
my record, isn't it?

- We are aware you have a
history of violence, yes.

- It was seven years ago.

I caught my boyfriend cheating
and, okay, I lashed out,

but I'm not a violent person.

So, unless
you're going to arrest me

for sending a text, I
think we're finished.

- It's Sarah, she's
in the pub with Fleur.

Wants to know if we're
coming to join them?

It sounds like a
terrifying alliance.

Thank you.

- Five years in med
school, six years post-grad

and that's what I'm good
for, butchering Bugs Bunny.

- We found a mobile
number in the chip,

so yeah, it might be.

- So, I hear you're looking

for a hunchbacked
smoker who likes jazz?

- Among other things.

- Well, Jordan
Briggs likes jazz.

- Well, I spent a bit of time

on the radio station's
Facebook page this afternoon.

- Okay, well, several
hours, but I was interested.

Anyway, there's seems
to be this running joke

where Laurel teases Jordan
for being into jazz.

Several of the listeners thought

they were flirting about it.

- You do it tomorrow.

But while we're at the bar,

Sarah agreed to
answer a question.

- Yesterday, you said

that Hazel wasn't your
biggest fan at university?

- Yeah, you did, you said
it at the crime scene.

And it made me wonder,

what were you like?

And that was the first time
that you laid eyes on him?

- Yep, he'd really gone for it.

Brown tights.

Paper mache shell, the works!

- Can I just point out this was

a charity fundraising
event in the student bar.

You
seduced your wife

while dressed as a tortoise,

that's as much as
I need to know.

- He wanted to chat me up,
but he waited 'til he saw

me and Hazel leaving the bar.

Only, only
he forgot he'd have

to turn sideways to
get through the door.

- I was wedged in by myself,
Sarah had to help dislodge me.

And this
worked for you, did it,

as a courtship technique?

I think
I found it endearing.

She told you not to go out
with me 'cause I was weird.

- That still bothers
you, doesn't it?

- Well, it's not
nice, or accurate.

(Sarah, Fleur and
Jamie laughing)

Grace?

- I'm just getting changed, Dad.

Um, I'm not feeling too
well, so I'm gonna go to bed.

Ah, it's just
the time of the month.

Okay, um,

'night!

- 'Night!

- No, it's okay.

What's that?
- Pepper spray, just in case.

- No, but it might be necessary.

- Well, that's great,
thank you, Reverend.

Cake for breakfast?

- It Sunday, it's allowed.

Was that the prison chaplain?

- Yeah, apparently Phil
was the model prisoner.

Teaching literacy,
helping at the farm shop.

Still goes back
there most weeks.

- Some sort of mentoring scheme.

But the thing is, is his
most recent visit was

the morning of the wedding.

- So that and the whole
panic attack story?

- Sound like a lie to me.

He's got another visiting
order this afternoon.

We'll need to talk to Gavin
first, though, look at this.

You guys
make such a cute couple

and, Laurel,

you look amazing!

- It's footage for the wedding
video recorded at 10:39.

Behind her, see?

It's Gavin.

Thought he was meant to
be decorating the cottage?

- And the hotel are saying that
the cottage wasn't accessed

at all during the evening.

He wasn't there.

- I've already told you
I was at the cottage.

If their system didn't
register my key card

it must be faulty.

- You were there
from 10:30 to 11?

- I looked to my watch

because I knew I
couldn't take too long,

this is all in my statement?

- Oh, her, I spoke to
her on my way over there.

- But this was 10 minutes

after you said you
arrived at the cottage?

I thought you looked
at your watch?

- Then I must have
misremembered?

I wasn't expecting to have

to recall all this
information, was I?

- It looks like you're
arguing with her?

- I thought I saw her steal
a bottle of champagne.

I had a go at her and then
I thought better of it,

it was all free with the
magazine prize anyway.

- But, to be clear, you're
now changing your statement

about your movements during
the time of your wife's murder?

- It was a two
minute conversation,

I forgot about it,
now I've remembered.

- Did Laurel tell you she was
going up to her hotel room?

Did you know that
she'd be there alone?

- So this is starting
to get ridiculous now!

- Please, answer the question.

What are you doing to
investigate the harassment

I reported months
before her death?

Do you know who was
abusing her online?

Who was leaving dead
animals on our doorstep?

- I'd appreciate it if
you'd put that down.

He's aggressive, he
lied about his movements

but we don't have a
motive for him yet.

- Did you see the bank
statements that we got from him?

He's got 15 grans worth
of credit card debt.

- But, if he wanted to inherit,

he have been better off
marrying Serena and killer her.

But he didn't, he walked away?

- Yeah, that's true.

- Why didn't he tell us about
his argument with Grace?

It gives him an alibi
for at least a part

of the timeframe
for Laurel's murder.

- Let's find out where Grace is,

there's obviously something
he doesn't want us to know.

- Hi.

I saw you were open so I thought

I could give you a helping hand.

- Thanks, Marcia, but you
don't need too, Mum's helping.

- Um, it's just that, Laurel
was a good friend to me

and I feel I've let her down.

All I could tell them was that

there was someone
smoking a cigarette.

Oh, that looks nasty.

You're not, are you?

Come here.

- I'm just so
worried about Gavin.

He won't talk, it's
like he's shutting down.

I, I don't know what to say?

- You don't have to
say anything, you're
a brilliant mum,

he knows you're there for him.

- Thanks.

- Look, if there's
anything I can do,

you will tell me, okay?

- Actually, there
might be one thing.

Do you remember Marcia
from the wedding?

- Grace is modeling in
Serena's catwalk show.

Fashion, Main Hall.

Over there.

Ladies, this is
your five minute warning.

The bridal fashion show was

our most popular
event yesterday,

so take your seats.

I need to speak to you.

Our listeners know about
Laurel, we're gettin' calls.

I don't know what
I can tell them?

- Okay, hold on.

You talk to Grace on your own.

- Oh, it was just one
little bottle of champagne.

You're not gonna arrest
me, are you, Officer?

- How long were you
talking to Gavin?

- A minute or two.

I thought he was
gonna have me fired

but he told me to keep it.

- Did you see where
he went afterwards?

- No, I went back inside,

I was getting people
out for the fireworks.

- Earlier in the day, did
you witness a confrontation

between Juliet
Evans and the bride?

Yeah,
that was hilarious!

Juliet seemed like she
was gonna smack her!

- She keeps it together at work,

must have a voodoo doll of a
bride or something at home?

- Your father doesn't
seem too happy

about you working with her?

- Yeah, well, if I
earn my own money,

he can't control me, can he?

He can't just buy me a handbag

and pretend that makes
him father of the year.

Did you dad
get on with Laurel?

- Sorry for interrupting,
we're starting.

- You've got my number.

- If you'd like to know
Jordan's dirty little secrets,

we should have a chat.

The man's a grade A hypocrite.

- Come and find
me after the show.

- Marcia, hi!

- Oh, what a lovely surprise!

Oh, come in!

Hello!

We get all
sorts of crazy speculation

on our Facebook page, but there
was definitely no flirting,

not on Laurel's part, anyway.

- I'm sure he's tried
it on her at some point,

he can't help himself.

Why do you think he
pulled out of the wedding?

That was his
chance to prove he could

do the show without Laurel.

- He wanted to get
rid of her, too?

- In Jordan's head, it's
always been his show.

- What an incredible collection!

And now, the designer
of these stunning gowns,

Miss Serena Madison!

- She's been shot!

- Come on, babe.

- The paramedics
tried to save her,

but she was declared
dead 30 minutes ago.

We think that was the weapon.

A confetti gun?

- Yeah, it used pressurized
gas to force the confetti out.

It looks like someone rigged it.

These were on the runway.

Paramedics said that there
were several in her chest.

- Right, right, number two.

Let's have a look.

- Whoever interfered
with that cannon

must have known that
Serena would stand

directly in front of it.

Did she do the same
show yesterday?

- Yeah, to a packed
hall, apparently.

- We're assuming this is
connected to Laurel's murder?

- I think we have
to, at least for now.

Have we located Serena's
mobile yet, or her wallet?

- She had a bag
with her backstage.

- Phone.

Purse.

And these, same as
the one Laurel had?

So, Serena was Madam X?

- Well, it could be a madam
as in, you know, a madam?

I suppose we can't rule it out.

Either way, we need to
speak to Jordan Briggs.

- I hardly knew Serena,
are you sure it was me

she was talking about?

Positive.

maybe she didn't like
something I said on air?

It happens.

Am I allowed to go and
comfort my daughter now?

Go ahead.

Serena knew
something damaging about him,

it wasn't just something
he said on air.

- Let's get searches
organized for her property,

see if that turns anything up?

And find out who benefits
from Serena's will,

because someone's about
to win the lottery.

- If you gave me
longer than 10 minutes,

I might have something for you.

- I've pulled eight of those
out of her torso so far.

They acted like bullets.

Most likely, cause of death
was catastrophic injury

to the pulmonary artery.

They're just ball bearings.

- Easy enough to get hold off.

- Her organ health
was notably poor

for a woman of her age.

Heart and kidneys in particular.

Was she ill?

- It's consistent with
long term drug use.

Given the slight
damage to her septum,

I say she had a
regular cocaine habit.

- Oh, I spoke to
Serena's lawyer.

She had an appointment next
Thursday to revise her will.

But, as it stands, Gavin
inherits everything.

- She was planning to,

four days later and
you'd get nothing.

- There was no way I
could have known that?

- I can think of several ways.

- This is startin' to
feel like harassment.

- Two women with very close
links to you have been murdered

in the past 48 hours
and you stand to gain

from both their deaths.

- You think I gained
from Laurel's death?

- We know you're in debt, Gavin.

Laurel recently sold her
flat, so put that together

with the inheritance from Serena

and you're a rich man.

- I can't believe we're even
having this conversation.

We've recovered
Gavin's deleted emails.

Three weeks ago,
he was sent this.

Grace Briggs again?

- It was sent from this
anonymous web account.

There's just a phone number.

- I don't need to see it again.

It wasn't...

It wasn't what?

- I was gonna say
it wasn't my fault,

but of course it was.

It was a test and I failed it.

- A honey trap.

Laurel knew I'd messed
around in the past,

I guess she just
needed reassurance?

- Laurel paid Grace
to seduce you?

- Not directly.

Grace worked for
some sort of agency.

The first I knew about
it was this email,

a thousand pounds
to make it go away.

- Yeah, Grace said she'd
tell them nothing happened

and I'd never have
to see her again

and there she was at my wedding.

- So that's what
your row was about?

- She was tryin' to apologize,

so I told her what
I thought about it

and she threw
champagne all over me.

And then?

- I went to the nearest
bathroom to dry my shirt.

That's where I was
until the fireworks.

- I was ashamed.

- And then you got
Grace to back you up

with that story about
stealing champagne?

How much did she want for that?

- Another 500.

Though I know I should have
been straight with you,

I guess, I just,

I wanted to keep pretending.

- That I would have
been a good husband.

Faithful.

I just can't do it,
even for Laurel.

One way or another I
would have messed it up.

- Even if that's true, he
still doesn't have an alibi

at the crucial time.

- If anything, it
gives him more motive.

Maybe Laurel found out he'd
cheated and confronted him?

- And then, he killed Serena
two days later for the money?

- Or because Serena somehow
knew that he'd killed Laurel?

Don't let your mother see
you drinking too much.

You'll only upset her.

- What upset her, Dad, is you
abandoning us for two years.

And now you're out,
we're still waiting

for you to pull
yourself together.

- Well, I'm trying, Gavin.

It's not easy.

- This isn't trying!

This is pathetic!

I don't sleep
with them or anything

and they can always
turn me down.

- Who sent you
out to trap Gavin?

- I can't say.

Why not?

- Because Madam X
wouldn't like it?

This is a business card for the
honey trap agency, isn't it?

Who was running it, Serena?

- No, she was just
another honey.

There are about 10 of us.

- Two women are dead.

- I know.

- So why are you shrugging
your shoulders at me?

You're not so loyal
to this Madam X

that you wouldn't
blackmail her targets.

So, tell me who she is?

- Seriously,

I can't.

- Why is your father so upset

about you waitressing
for Juliet Evans?

He found out the full extent

of your work for her, didn't he?

Juliet Evans

is Madam X.

- He acted like it was
sex work or something.

- I've been waitressing
for her since I was 17,

and I always get hit on by
some drunk uncle or whatever,

and when I turned 18,

she said I could make
some money out of it.

It's just a bit of fun.

- Did you talk to
Laurel at the wedding?

Tell her about Gavin?

- Oh, no!

- This is important!

- As far as Laurel
was concerned,

I was just another waitress.

Juliet won't find out I
told you this, will she?

- No, it's just,

when Serena threatened to
expose her, she went crazy.

- It's just ringing out.

- Okay, let's try her office.

- What about Philip
Webster's prison visit?

You still want to monitor that?

- Yes, you go, I'll
catch up with you

when I've spoken
to Juliet Evans.

It's all
perfectly legal.

- Hardly a compliment to

your other business,
though, does it?

Day one of happy ever after?

Divorced, divorced,

separated, bigamist.

Do this job long enough,

you start to see the
gap in the market.

- So the Madam X persona,
that's to keep things separate?

- Precisely, we offer them a
referral to a trusted contact.

- Hence, the encryption
on your laptop?

When did Laurel ask
you to test Gavin?

- Well, she didn't, I gave her
a card but she was offended.

Then, her maid of
honor got in touch.

- She wanted to check if her
friend was making a mistake.

- Well, no, Grace
said he passed.

How was I to know she was
lying through her teeth?

- If this little sideline
ever came to light?

- It would take some explaining.

- Wasn't Serena
threatening to expose it?

- We had a disagreement,
it was resolved.

- All my honeys have their
reasons for doing this,

but for Serena it was
like a moral crusade.

We had a few incidents.

- Screaming at men
who'd been unfaithful,

befriending clients.

- But Serena had the power
to destroy your business?

- Like I said, it was
resolved, we were friends.

I'm afraid we're gonna
have to leave it at that.

My next set of lovebirds.

- Through here, Sir.
- Thank you.

Have I missed anything?
- Nothing much.

He went straight
into the farm shop.

That's one of the inmates
that he's mentoring.

- Low security, category D.

The farm shop's
run by the inmates

that are approaching release.

Oh, hold on.

Can we stay with him, please?

What's he doing?

Get someone to detain him, now.

- They didn't get there
in time, he's gone.

- Pear and ginger.

It's the stuff he
was making at home.

That's not ginger.

You know what that
is, don't you?

The test strip turns blue
in the presence of cocaine.

- I didn't have any choice.
- I'm not interested in that.

The drug squad
have been informed.

I just want to know how
long you've been doing this?

- Since my release,
about three months.

- So, while Laurel
was living here?

- Oh, no, she didn't
know anything about it!

Was she involved?

- No, of course not!

I don't know who
was running things,

I just do what I'm told.

- Well, a courier
delivers the stuff

and then I cook it
into the chutney

and they tell me when to visit.

You promised!

Sorry!

- There are boys in there
trying to get clean,

what hope do they have with
you bringing that filth in?

- Oh, only since Friday,
we had a break in

and he didn't want me
going to the police.

He promised he
wouldn't do it again!

- Well, what do
you want me to do?

It's not as if people are
queuing up to employ me?

- You have to give it time.

When people look
at me they see a criminal.

It doesn't matter what
I do so why bother?

If that's what they think I
am then that's what I'll be.

- Assuming these murders are
linked, was Serena killed

because she knew the
identity of Laurel's killer

or because of some other
connection between them?

The only obviously
common ground is Gavin

and the radio station.

There was no suggestion that
anyone was trolling Serena.

- No, although, the murderer
might have used the trolling

as a smoke screen with Laurel?

Well, Gavin was
pretty keen for us

to focus on it, wasn't he?

- Yeah, I guess.

There's something about
Jordan and Serena, though.

She's boasting about
his dirty secrets

and five minutes
later she's dead.

- But, his alibi for
Laurel is watertight.

If Jordan's involved,
he's not working alone.

- Aisha Khalique lives in
Little Denton, doesn't she?

- That's where the owners
of that pet rabbit live.

They're saying that it was
run over outside their house

and by the time they went out

to deal with it, it disappeared.

- This is absurd, why
would I send dead animals

to my best friend?

You deny taking this from
the road near your house?

- Yes, I deny it!

- I need to make you aware that

we have a warrant
to search your home.

- Well, it won't be
a problem, will it?

You have nothing
to do with this,

so it's not as if
we're gonna find hairs

from the animal, any of its DNA?

- I think I'd like
to speak to a lawyer.

- That's fine, in the meantime

we'll go ahead with the search.

- I wasn't trying to hurt her.

But you
did send the packages?

Why, were you jealous?

- No, not jealous.

I was in love with her.

When she started to get
these nasty comments online,

she turned to me for
support and I liked it.

So, I wrote some myself.

And then things
just got out of hand.

- That's why you arranged
the honey trap for Gavin?

You wanted to break them up.

- He didn't deserve her.

Did you ever tell Laurel
how you felt about her?

- No.

- You didn't tell
her at the wedding?

Because you wouldn't have taken

that rejection well, would you?

- I'm telling the
truth, I promise.

- If you told the truth, we
wouldn't be in this position.

But as it is, your lies
have seriously hampered

the search for Laurel's killer!

Can we not
talk about it for a minute?

I better not tell you who

that jazz dedication
was for, then.

- I mean, if you'd
rather just switch off?

- Well, I bumped
into Hazel earlier

and she asked me to
have a word with Marcia

about giving them some space.

- Well, I do now, I was
there for three hours.

She was telling me about
her husband, Eddie,

who played saxophone
in a jazz quartet.

He died a year ago to the
day of Laurel's final show.

- Oh, you brilliant woman.

- It wasn't difficult, I
just listened and smiled.

- Come on, then.

Where we going?

- To continue your excellent
detective work, she trusts you.

I'm sorry to call so late.

Oh,
it's fine, really.

Would you like sugar
in your hot chocolate?

- Not for me, thanks.

Here we are.

- Let me take those.

That dedication was for you.

- Marcia, if you know
something you have to tell us.

- I didn't want people
to think badly of her.

She only did it to help me.

- He weighed seven stone,
he was in so much pain,

I couldn't let him
go on like that!

- She got hold of
the drug, that's all.

I mean, all the rest was me.

We lay in bed and

I held him just like
I have for 62 years.

- I'm so sorry, Marcia.

Because you have to report it.

But, that's all right.

Whatever happens, I know
I did right for him.

Thanks again, Molly.

I'm ready
to take your calls,

this is yours truly, Jordan
Briggs, on Midsomer FM.

- Percy was a little
angel, apparently.

Not a peep.

Oh, and we have a winner,

thickest caller
so far with, ooh,

17 prat points coming your way.

- Sorry.

Not in the mood
for people arguing.

- She was right.

I will have to report it.

- I know.

- Unbelievable.

Are you actually
vetting these people?

- I'm doing my best.

- Really, well that's a worry.

- Late Talk with Jordan
Briggs, this is Aisha.

You're
listening to Jordan Briggs

who would like to remind
you that this is a special

Sunday edition of our program.

Part of a day of tributes
to our friend and colleague,

Laurel Newman, who was, sadly,

taken from us on Friday night.

I'll be back with
more of your calls

after the midnight news.

* Radio Midsomer

Good morning,
and happy Monday.

Welcome to a new week,
we've got a packed schedule

for you today on Midsomer FM.

It's definitely
her car over there.

And I think that
is a part of her shirt.

- It's starting
to look that way.

'Cause she was
guilty of two murders?

Or because of the shame

she felt about the trolling?

I was hard on her yesterday.

That's not your fault.

- No, I'm not saying that, but.

Fleur, is there any
anti-climb paint

on her pants or clothes?

- No, and I need to talk
to you about this lividity.

You see the way it's
started to fix here?

That suggests she was laying

on her side after her
death, not on her back.

- So, she was killed
elsewhere and moved.

- Her shift finished at 1 a.m.

And she logged out at 1:05.

- And then I've got her
leaving the car park at 1:17.

- I need a list of calls
for last night's show

and a log of her
computer activity.

Hang on, she
seems to have accessed

our dead air bank.

- It's for emergencies,
we keep eight hours

of pre-recorded material
all ready to go.

But now it seems there's
only seven hours left.

- No, no she accessed
the file last night,

but the hour was played

between 10:30 and
11:30 p.m. on Friday.

- When Jordan was
broadcasting alone.

Get Friday night up on there.

- Ah, there he is, 10:33.

He lied about his alibi
for Laurel's murder.

- And the last thing Aisha
did was discover that.

Go through his email and
get his vehicle on ANPR.

- Yes, Sir.

- Well, he didn't
come home last night

and he's not
answering the phone.

- Excuse me.
- Hey!

Hey, you can't just...

Dad, call me as soon as you
get this, the police are here.

- He's not here.

- Did we have a connection

between Jordan Briggs
and Philip Webster?

- Well, Philip's
been emailing him,

except the email's
don't say anything.

He just sends a
number, like on Friday,

it was 11, and
then yesterday, 17.

What time
is yesterday's email?

Quarter past five.

- So, after Philip's
prison visit,

but before he knew
we were on to him?

It was 17 grams he smuggled
yesterday, wasn't it?

And 17 in the email.

- And you think
he's telling Jordan

the weight of the drugs, why?

- Because prisoners
don't have phones,

at least they're
not supposed to,

but they do have radios.

You know that prat points thing

that Jordan does on his show?

It was 17 last night.

17 prat
points to the caller

means 17 grams in the chutney.

- If you're running
drugs in a prison,

you want to know exactly
how much is coming in.

I'll call you back.

- Hi.

I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to disturb you.

I just thought you might
not feel like cooking.

- It's really kind, come in.

- Really, I don't
want to intrude?

- I could do with the company.

- Okay.

- I'm telling you, I wasn't
anywhere near that wedding.

- But you admit leaving the
radio station on Friday night?

You admit lying and you admit

that Aisha confronted
you about it.

- I know how it looks, but I--

- It looks like Laurel died

because she knew
something about you.

The same thing that Serena knew.

You'd seen those packages,
so you tied a ribbon

around Laurel's tongue to make
us think it was the troll.

Is that why you left Aisha
at the radio mast, too?

Aisha was found
dead this morning.

- Oh, my God!

No, I, I honestly didn't know,

she said she was
going to the police,

I thought that was
why you were here?

- She never made it
to the police station.

- I, I told her everything,
but she, she didn't believe me.

- So where did you
go on Friday night?

- Phil Webster's house.

I was breaking in.

It, it, it's it's complicated.

- I'm a reasonably
intelligent person,

I'll do my best to follow it.

- He's been blackmailing me.

I did something silly
a few months ago,

I got my daughter to take a
few speeding points for me.

The problem was, Grace
has therapy sessions

with Hazel Webster, has
done since her mother died--

- So, Grace told Hazel,
Hazel told Philip

and Philip forced you to
broadcast messages about drugs,

your prat points catchphrase?

- Yeah, but I had no
idea it was drugs,

that's why I broke in, I wanted
to know what was going on?

- Can you prove what
time you broke in?

No, but
I'm telling the truth.

- Then the fact remains,
Aisha died after discovering

that your alibi for
Laurel's murder was fake.

She was going to the police,
you wanted to stop her.

- Listen, please--

- Did she discover
that you were lying?

- I don't know what
Serena had on me?

- I told Serena--
- Grace!

- About the speeding points,
it must have been that, Dad.

You need
to go upstairs, Grace.

- I'm sorry.

But you didn't do this!
- Grace!

- And you can prove it!

- The, the camera thing!

On the dashboard!

Yes, of course.

Oh my God, the dash cam.

- Hmm, 10:47.

He's telling the truth.

- So we're back
to the beginning.

It was someone at that wedding.

No second dress in any of these.

You still
think that's relevant?

Oh, hang on.

Somethings old.

Something new.

Something blue.

Are you meant to have
something borrowed as well?

- I think so, usually.

- No, you definitely are.

Sarah borrowed.

Sarah borrowed her veil.

What if that's what Laurel
did for her evening outfit?

- How would that
make a difference?

- Oh, we assumed that
the dress was missing

because it had DNA on it, or
the murderer wanted a trophy.

But what if they took it back
because it belonged to them?

I guess, if the murderer
lent Laurel the dress

then they knew that she
planned to get changed.

They knew that she
would be alone.

- Laurel was meant to be
here next, wasn't she?

She wanted photos in her dress

in front of the
projection screen.

What was on that screen?

Great-Grandmother-in-law,
I'd guess.

Then, several decades later,

mother-in-law.

Gold-beaded dress.

- Well, that'd be
Mum and Dad back.

- Okay, well, I'll
just say a quick hello

and then I better get going.

Hazel?

Hi!

- Hi.

- I just came to see
how you were all doing?

But then I remembered Betty's

playdate finishes at three, so.

- Yes.

Just, I didn't know you'd
started smoking again?

We had such a hard
time giving up at uni.

I've got to go.

- No, no, no don't.
- Let me go!

- Please let me explain!

- You need to let me explain!
- Mum!

- Get off me!
- Hazel, no!

- Mum, let go of her!
- Hazel!

- Hazel!
- Let me go!

Get off me!

Hazel, this
has gone too far!

You need
to let me explain.

No, no, no, Sarah,
you have to listen.

- Get off her!

Hazel Webster, I'm arresting
you for the murders

of Laurel Newman, Serena
Madison and Aisha Khalique,

and for the assault of my wife.

Three women, Hazel.

Three, young women.

- Say, something, what the
hell is wrong with you?

- Gavin, no!

You knew about this?

- Not at the beginning,
and I'm sorry!

This is
my youngest, Noel.

- Noel, of course,
this is about Noel.

How many times?

Laurel had nothing
to do with his death.

- Your son didn't die from
an epileptic seizure, did he?

- No, he was an addict.

- He wouldn't just overdose.

He'd moved into his own flat,
he'd been clean for months.

- Then he went back to it,

that's what it means
to be an addict.

- And you blamed Laurel
for Noel's death?

- She never understood
what we were trying to do.

But he was training
to be a doctor.

It's all he ever wanted.

- He was incredibly talented.

And Hazel, well, we both thought

that if we could just
get him into recovery,

keep it in the family,
it wouldn't have
to ruin his future.

He could just
suspend his studies.

You were
hiding his addiction?

- They facilitated it,
they bought him drugs.

- Only so we could control it.

You have to reduce it gradually.

- And when that didn't work,
he locked him into his room

to detox until he punched
a hole in the wall.

- We were trying to
do the right thing.

- They spent every
penny they had.

Ask him why the
house is for sale?

Why he committed fraud?

- And why you were so willing

to smuggle drugs into a prison.

- We owed money to
some dangerous people.

Noel's dealer,
they said that was

the only way to pay them back.

- So, Laurel objected
to this secret rehab?

- She always had an opinion.

She went on and on about how,

"Some people can't be saved
and don't want to be."

Like it was her catch
phrase or something.

- And that was your
proof, was it, Mum?

That was enough for
you to kill my wife?

- Something was never right.

She was the one
who found the body.

And then, the night before
the wedding, I heard her show.

She was talking
about euthanasia.

She said it again, "Some
people can't be saved

"and don't want to be."

That's how she felt about Noel.

That he shouldn't be alive.

- No, I was willing to kill
her, I set out to get the truth!

You'd arranged to
lend her a dress, hadn't you?

But instead of helping
her get changed,

you tortured her.

- I thought she'd killed Noel.

I only wanted to know the truth.

She said it wasn't her.

She said

Serena

encouraged him,

taking him on drug binges,

as revenge for what
his brother did to her.

- She could have
been making that up.

- No, she wasn't.

I looked back at Noel's phone

and the texts between
them, that made sense.

- Well, if you believed Laurel
why didn't you let her go?

- It was too late,
she's still moving,

I didn't know what to do?

- You knew exactly what to do.

You cut the ribbon
from Laurel's corset

and tied it around her
tongue to mislead us.

And then you moved on to Serena.

You'd seen her
first catwalk show

and you were helping Gavin.

You knew she'd be
in the firing line.

But why did Aisha have to die?

- No, she didn't, that
was an accident, I swear.

I'm sorry.

- I just needed
to talk to Hazel.

I knew that she
hadn't been where

she said she'd been
when Laurel died.

She told me everything.

And then there was this
noise out on the balcony.

Tell Gavin for God's--
- Shh, shh!

She'd obviously
heard everything.

What are you doing here?

- I, I was just--

- What are you
doing here, Aisha?

- Jordan Briggs said he
broke in on Friday night,

he said he was here.

I'm sorry, I just, I just--

- What are you
doing here, Aisha?

- I just wanted to
see if it was true?

- I needed to stop
her from leaving

but I didn't want to hurt her.

She fell!

I don't expect you
to forgive me, Gavin.

- Shut up, just stop talking.

You have no idea
how wrong you are!

How stupid!

Laurel wasn't the one who
found Noel, it was me.

And you know what,
he was still alive.

- Last time he overdosed,
he said he wished

he hadn't come back, remember?

- He didn't mean that!

- He did!

Because he could see it,
even if you couldn't!

He was never getting better,

he was gonna keep
bringing you to your knees

time and time again,
he was destroying you.

- Nothing,

absolutely nothing.

I just walked away.

And you know why I did that?

For you.

- Right, we got burgers,
sausages and beer.

John, did you manage
to get the ice?

Betty, where's your Daddy?

- There!

- Oh, hi.

We came across this when

we were digging out
the barbeque stuff.

Look!

It still fits!

- Ah, yeah.

I tried to tell her that
tortoises don't make much noise,

but you wanted roaring,
didn't you, so !

So, we're gonna have a race now,

the tortoise versus the hare,
like in your story book.

- You see, this is
why I married him.

- Whatever works for you,
I'm not here to judge.

- Then keep it to
yourselves, any talk of this

down at the station and I'll
know where it came from.

- I don't think anyone
would believe us?

Come on, then.

On your marks, Betty.

Get set, go!

- Come on, Betty!
- Come on, Betty, come on!