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[Wolf howling]

Had a friend tell me about a friend of his. Someone he knew really well.

No word of a lie, this.

He saw a wolf hunter last week. In their flesh.

Half-legs.

Well, flesh and fur.

Half man, half wolf. All trouble.

You see, he lures us human folk into them woods right there.

He slashes at your face with his metal talons and he finishes you off with a silver bullet to the skull.

What a load of butter, countless.

[Laughter]

Thank you for that, Mr Everett.

If I could just say sorry again about the hot tubs, I know that two of you were really hoping to use them this afternoon, but I am hoping to get them up and running.

[Music]

Still no luck?

You just don't get it, Ro. It's not an airlock. Filter's fine, temperature sensor is working. I just can't figure the problem.

I'll tell you what's wrong with that. It's a bleeding hot tub. That's what's wrong with it.

As advertised, Mr Everett, this is a glamp site now.

Been coming here decades. Never seen the like. What's that smell?

Sage. It gets rid of bad energy.

Ronnie? You're doing witchcraft now?

Is she love? Marvelous. Your cod in butter sauce is ready.

Praise the Lord. At least there are some things you can still rely on.

Thankfully they're OK about the hot tubs. They're coming around to the idea of being off the grid.

Good. That's something then.

Turns out he's a banker. I told him we were looking for investors, so you never know.

Still here, Jez?

It looks like it.

Actually, I best be off. I'm meeting someone. Am I OK to leave my tools here?

Of course. See you tomorrow, yeah?

Try stopping me.

Brandon.

Jez.

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Hello?

Is that you mucking about?

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- Bom Scott Gr Suit

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-Morning everyone♪

-Hi, strike♪

-Please tell me you're late cause you finally got a life.

-I think the chances of me getting a life around here are pretty slim.

-That's why first sign of an acting job and boom, I'm off.

[all exclaim]

-Idiot, how old are you?

-Old enough sweet cheeks. I'm heading to the woods, you coming?

-Oh let me think about that, no.

-You lose it, Arf!

-Oi wait. -Leave it, Cal.

-Okay, one sec everyone.

[sighs]

-Goodnight.

-So I've sent off my self tape for that audition and I've narrowed down my list of agents.

So fingers crossed, I'll be out from under your feet in no time.

-Oh, I can't wait. -You'll miss me when I'm gone.

-Yeah like a hole in the head. -Yeah, yeah.

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-Oh Paddy, get out. Go on.

[door creaks]

-You know I'm not the biggest fan of trick-or-treating.

Can't I just help with eating the sweets?

-No, you can't.

It's to raise money for the school. It's not till next week and I said we'd go.

-As what though?

-I thought I might go as a witch.

-Haha. -Don't.

Real question is, who are you going to go as?

-As um, as someone befitting a man of my status.

So um, distinguished, stately, imposing.

-A little red riding hood.

-You found it. [laughs]

[door bell rings]

[laughs]

Yes, Winter.

[indistinct radio chatter]

-Victims Jez Gladbury in his 20's.

Local handyman and blacksmith.

Next of Kins' father he's been informed.

-Who found the body?

-Local lad Wade Ando.

Said he was riding his dirt bike in the woods when he found him.

-Whoa!

Stop right there, my lovelies.

Boot prints. Not the victims.

Heavy boots. I had a look at it.

And...

[indistinct radio chatter]

Canine prints.

-Canine prints?

-If pressed, I'd say...

Wolf. Not a real one, obviously.

Unless of course it's a wolf with one leg.

-Impression from the base of a cane, right?

-Exactly.

Claw marks across the chest, punctured wounds to the neck, and...

a bullet to the head.

-Silver?

-Smart money, sister.

Time of death last night between eight and ten.

-I'm sorry, what are you both talking about?

Are you saying this man was killed by a wolf with a gun?

-The wolf hunter, actually.

It's all part of a meme.

-It's sort of an idea spread through social media and the Internet.

In this case, the wolf hunter.

A little worthy ran a competition.

The idea was to create a midsummer urban myth,

and the wolf hunter won.

It's really taken off.

-What exactly does this wolf hunter do?

-He wears a wolf mask,

he carries a cane with a wolf's paw at its base,

and a gun with a silver bullet.

His hands have metal claws,

and he lures people to their death.

It's a lot like what we're seeing here, sir.

-Who ran this competition?

-The hub. It's an Internet cafe in the Village Hall.

-How did you hear about it?

-A friend entered.

-Sadly I didn't make the short list.

-I'm surprised to hear that.

Did the victim have a phone on him?

-No. I'll contact the service provider to do a trace.

-I noticed there's a campsite just the other side of these woods.

-Actually it's a glamp site, sir.

-I'm aware of what they call it, Winter.

I'm quite happy with the vocabulary created before the year 2000.

Why don't you get over there and see if anyone saw him?

I want to pay a visit to this nub.

-It's a hub.

-Indeed. I'll see if I can pick up an urban dictionary on the way.

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-What? You alright, boy?

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About Jess, Eric, I'm so sorry.

So am I, Penny.

You sure now's the time?

Yes.

More than ever.

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[SHOUTING]

Oh, it's top-notch entertainment, is this?

Come and have a look, Robbie.

Better than your lardy-dar treatments.

Actually, love, I rather like the look of this one.

Steam sauna, followed by a hot stone massage.

40 quid?

You could buy a lawnmower for that.

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Are you familiar with a Jez Gladbury?

Of course.

Terrible news, isn't it?

You already know about his death?

Everyone does.

His workshop's just down there.

Everyone's really upset.

He was just such a all-round lovely bloke.

I'm sorry, but how exactly does everyone know?

It was posted on the Wolf Hunter Forum first thing this morning.

Presumably by the person who discovered the body, Wade Ando.

Do you know where I might find him?

Yeah, he's just inside.

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[LAUGHTER]

The Wolf Hunter Strikes.

I was cool about it.

I mean, it's just the body, right?

Question is, who is next?

Actually, the question is, did you post news about the death

online?

No.

I left the woods and called you guys.

I've only just got here.

Anyway, so this is Josie.

She's our expert.

She updates the Wolf Hunter website, you know,

trying to make sense of everything.

The Wolf Hunter has certainly captured

everyone's imagination.

Tell me about it.

Even kids like to dress up as him.

Well, not now.

Um, Carol, do you want to take a break?

No, I'd rather just be busy.

Thanks.

Your cafe is very popular.

That's because we give them what they want, connectivity.

It's something of a luxury around here.

Poor internet.

It's a rubbish Wi-Fi connection.

I wanted to create a nest, a sort of haven, where I could

bring everyone together.

I see from your sign there's an exhibition.

Yes, it's just through here.

Do you want to follow me?

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Jez left just after 8.

Said he was going to meet someone.

Did he say who?

No.

I thought it was odd though.

He got a text and headed towards the woods,

but the village is over that way.

So he had his phone with him.

He didn't when we found him.

Maybe he dropped it on the way.

And after he left, what did you do?

Had a little barney, didn't we?

Jumbling paradise, eh?

Pat Everett, pleasure's all yours.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

And I said to Ronnie, Ronnie, I said, we've been coming here

30 years plus.

No trouble.

36.

This year with all their new fangled gadgets, total mess.

It drives Rowan's mum, Annie, mad.

She runs the pub.

Plaw lending tiers.

Mark my words, my lad.

Let the officer speak, Pat.

Battenberg.

Oh, no, thank you.

Um, what were Mr. and Mrs. Yarrow arguing about?

Jez, I reckon.

He'd come to fix the hot tub again.

Oh, good cup of tea, love.

Could trot a mouse across that.

Did you see where they went after?

Aye, they both stomped off.

Didn't see a hiding a hair of either of them

until late this morning.

Could either of them gone to the wood?

Well, I, um-- I went for a walk and I

saw Rowan headed that way.

Oh, um, you-- excuse me.

Thank you.

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When the wolf hunter went viral, we felt obliged to stage this.

People come from miles.

Is the gun real?

No, it's a dummy.

Is this place locked at night?

Absolutely.

This cane, in fact, all these items,

I'll need forensics to check them.

Are there others?

Yeah, for sure.

Jez made them to order.

He got himself quite a sideline, making all sorts of artifacts.

Quite a character.

Sure is.

A loner caught between worlds.

Sort of Jekyll and Hyde werewolf with a steampunk twist.

Steampunk, right.

Interesting images.

Tell that to the flower-ranging class

that used to happen here.

They weren't happy that we had to move them.

Steve Skelton, local photographer.

Ah, did you take these?

Why the wood?

It's a location everyone's drawn to.

And in medieval times, home to the worthy wolves.

And it's where he hangs out.

The kids go there all the time for dead of the night dares

and dates.

Whose idea was the competition?

Mine, I guess.

And Steve won it.

His entry was the only one worth its fault, really.

Why would you invent something like this?

Well, there was the local connection.

And I've always been a fan of the werewolf stuff.

Just thought I'd give it a modern twist.

An origin story.

No idea it would take off, though.

It's been nuts.

Competition was just the beginning.

Who else stands to profit from the legend?

Someone who runs a website or a cafe?

Clearly brings people in.

It does.

But that so wasn't the idea.

The wolf hunter belongs to us all.

What's the idea with the red eyes?

They appear above the door of the wolf hunter's next victim.

Did they appear above Jess Gladbury's door?

I have no idea.

Strange, isn't it?

Very.

Fake law becoming folk law.

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[ Snores ]

[ Snores ]

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[ Door slams ]

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There you are.

For you. Thank you.

Oh, it's exciting.

After you.

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Wait!

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- Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

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[BIRDS CHIRPING]

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What do you mean, accident?

My Ronni, he could have been killed.

But I'm fine, love.

What happened?

The door to the sauna lock shot,

someone sabotaged the electrics.

One of the guests was trapped inside.

Can't stay in that van any longer.

We'll put you in a lodge.

Over my dead body.

Can be arranged.

What did you say?

I'm DCI Barnaby.

Let's just all calm down, shall we?

Calm down?

These two are flipping potty.

Ronni nearly got cooped alive.

First, they target Jez, and now us.

Who's doing this?

Him, probably.

He's sabotaging us.

Me?

Easy, Mr. Everett.

There's no need for that.

One thing at a time.

Yes, starting with--

What were you doing trying to get rid of this phone?

I told you I panicked.

That phone might contain important information

about who killed Mr. Gladbury.

We could charge you with withholding evidence.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't thinking.

Why did you have it anyway?

Jez left it.

I knew he was coming back.

Well, I thought he was.

And you didn't think to mention this when we spoke

about the phone earlier?

I thought it would seem suspicious.

Not as suspicious as trying to throw it into a lake,

and then accusing one of your customers

of trying to sabotage your business.

Look, I'm sorry about the phone.

But that control unit didn't smash itself.

First, Jez, and now this?

Someone is out to get us.

Agreed.

I thought it was just bad karma, but it's much more than that.

And it's damaging.

We need to be at 60% capacity just to keep

our heads above water.

We borrowed heavily.

There was an angel investor in the wings,

but we are not about to hit any targets

any investor would insist on.

Apart from Mr. Everett, has anyone else opposed the campsite?

Eric Gladbury.

But that was just because he wanted to buy the land,

and we beat him to it.

He's Jez Gladbury's father.

He has the windmill on the edge of the village.

Pat Everett said that you had words about Jez

after he left.

Pat Everett needs to mind his own business.

We're just stressed.

Is that why you had Jez's phone?

What?

No.

Because you were suspicious of Jez and your wife.

I told you, he just left it.

What happened after you rowed?

Where did you go?

I went for a walk to clear my head.

I like to channel the chi energy of nature to help ease my stress

and dispel negativity.

And did it?

As a matter of fact, it did.

And you?

I went to the land.

We'll need to check that.

By all means.

[DOG BARKING]

Amazing.

Thank you.

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

[DOG BARKING]

Bit of a tumbleweed moment.

Annie Davids?

Yes.

DCI Barnaby, "Dear's Winter."

Did Brandon Yarrow come in last night?

Yes, he did.

Do you remember what sort of time, how long he stayed?

No, not really.

We were busy with the dance tournament.

Well, me and Brandon don't talk.

He's your son-in-law?

In name only.

Why don't you get on?

This is a traditional pub in a traditional village.

Or it was, before that cafe arrived.

And before my daughter got all do, lally, new agey, trendy,

lefty, pinko, liberal, glamping mad.

Not a fan then?

No.

This about Jezzy's death?

And that wolf hunter, Hocam?

Yes, it is.

Keen on that as well.

Mel and Steve should be shot for encouraging the whole thing.

Shot?

That's a bit harsh, isn't it?

She and Steve are as thick as thieves,

some would say, more than that.

Steve used to work here.

And, well, we left on bad terms.

Back to your best, please, Annie.

Your wife has recovered, if I take it, Mr. Everett?

She needs a drink to steady her nerves.

We both do.

And a pinot for Ronnie.

Miss Davids, Mr. Everett.

Any luck with your searches?

None whatsoever.

No.

Never mind.

Onward.

Are we getting on with the numbers for our Aunt Sally team?

All signed up.

Magic.

We're going to smash them.

Aren't we, Ronnie?

Of course we are, love.

a minute.

a minute.

[SIGH]

Oh.

Hey, Ronnie.

Hi.

[CHATTER]

Why are you even bothering doing that?

Just trying to keep him top of everything.

It's really gone through the roof now.

It's gone too far, is what it's done.

Someone killed Jez.

You do realize that, don't you?

Course I do.

But I've got to do this.

I have to.

Why?

What's wrong with you?

Lots of reasons.

There's nothing wrong with me.

[SIGH]

Hey, what did you do that for?

Because it's sick, that's why.

[WHISTLE]

Ooh, cat fight.

Like it.

Get lost, you waste your space.

What are you doing pretending you can write anyway?

It's not exactly touch typing, is it?

Who are you to talk?

It's not exactly Hollywood, this place, is it?

At least I got some dreams.

Such a loser.

Duh.

Like I care what you think.

Because you know what?

You know nothing about me.

Nothing.

What's going on?

Ask her, she's lost her plot.

I've just had enough, OK?

That's all.

I've had enough of the wolf hunter.

I've had enough of this place.

I've had enough of everything.

Got to get out of here for good.

Hey, come on.

No.

I'm serious, Mel.

This place is doing my editing.

It won't be forever.

You've had a shock.

We all have.

We're all upset about Jez.

We're confused and frightened.

We can't let that get to us.

Got to stick together, right?

Right?

The Arrows financials are back.

They're definitely struggling.

Brandon gave up his job in marketing

to follow his wife's dreams.

Strangely enough, we're not the only ones

looking into the Arrows.

Pat Everett has been making inquiries.

Maybe he's trying to push them out.

Keep digging.

And also, check out Mel Wallace and Steve Skelton.

And get a tech team over to the cafe.

I want to know if that post was made

from one of their computers.

Progress on the boot prints.

Heavy tread.

And guess what, brace yourselves.

Two of them.

The murderer had two legs.

Not so far, sunshine.

Different sizes.

Different boots.

Apart from the victim, there were two other people

at the murder scene.

An accomplice?

Or someone else came across the body

and posted about it on the website.

What about the wolf paw cane at the hub?

Was that the one in the woods?

Definitely not.

The one used in the woods has a chip in it.

You're looking for a wolf cane with a broken little toe.

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[KNOCKING]

[CRYING]

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[KNOCKING]

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Ow.

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[SIGHING]

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[GROANING]

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like it.

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[WHISTLING]

Mr. Gladbury, the DCI Barnaby Causton CID.

I'm very sorry about what happened to your son.

Lovely view.

My wife's favorite, until she fell ill and died last year.

I'm very sorry to hear that too.

Did you do the paintings of the wolf hunter

at the local exhibition?

No.

They're not mine.

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Are you going to paint the campsite as well?

Well, I'll leave that to last.

Shame it's there, really.

Spoils the view, don't you think?

I've gotten used to it.

Now.

Was Jez seeing anyone?

Yes.

I may be old, but I'm not deaf.

Do you know who?

No idea.

We didn't talk much.

No.

Not since his mother died, you know?

And this stuff got a grip of me.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Oh.

Another bottle.

My King.

Where's my-- did I--

Please, allow me.

Oh.

Have you injured yourself?

Thank you.

Hip replacement.

Jez made the cane for me.

Do you know of any others that he made?

No.

Can't say I do.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes, Winter.

There was no mention in his order book of wolf hunter items.

But check this out.

Wasn't just the photograph that was interesting.

Tech got back to me about Jez's call history.

Yesterday, the same number called him 11 times

and texted to me in the woods last night.

And that phone belongs to?

Kelly Kirkleaves.

Oh.

Excuse me.

We'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

He can ask.

Were you in a relationship with Mr. Gladbury?

A what with Mr. Who?

What century do you think this is?

I found this.

Oh, that.

Friends with benefits.

It's when--

Yes, we know what that is.

Would you say you and Jez were close, then?

What's it to you?

You arranged to meet him in Worthy Wood last night.

We have a record of the text.

Then you must be imagining it.

Here, look.

See?

No text about the woods.

You could have just deleted it.

I didn't go anywhere near the woods last night.

I hate them.

Just spooked me out.

So where were you last night?

At home, with Josie.

Ask her.

We will.

Did you have your phone on you all day yesterday?

Of course.

Although I do sometimes leave it lying about if we're busy.

Sir.

Who lives here?

Me and Josie.

[SIRENS]

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[KISS]

[SOBBING]

Cup of love?

You making tea?

Am I in heaven?

Nearly, thanks to this punch.

Best sleep I've had in ages.

You're nearly fried alive.

No wonder you slept well.

You going for a walk?

Yes, I think I will.

I want me to come.

No, I'll go on my own, if that's OK.

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You needn't worry about a thing.

We'll have an officer here.

I'm not worried.

I'll just be Wade and a mucking about.

Kelly!

Kelly, oh my God, we're next.

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

It'll just be a joke.

Well, what if it's not?

What if we're next?

We won't be.

It's OK.

Can I just ask, where were you last night?

Here.

In Washington with Kel.

Satisfied?

Come on, Josie.

Sir?

The post about Jess's death was sent from one of the computers

in the cafe, where someone calling themselves

the wolf slasher.

I'll go there.

You take those boots back to Fleur.

Let's see if any of them match the prints she

found in the woods.

Sir.

I'm so sorry.

I have no idea who the wolf slasher is.

People make up names all the time.

So when the cafe's open, anyone can use this computer?

Yes.

Do you have CCTV?

No, I'm afraid not.

This was posted at 8.13 AM.

What time do you open?

Nine.

So whoever left this was here before opening time.

Does anyone else have keys?

Steve sort of does, as he's living on site at the moment.

I'm going to need a word with him.

Mr. Skelton?

Mr. Skelton?

DCI Barnaby.

Do you have any idea where it might be?

Out taking photos, probably.

Oh, there was a cash prize for the competition.

Who paid for that?

I did.

Very generous of you.

Are you and Mr. Skelton involved?

No, contrary to popular opinion, we're just friends.

I'm not one to take chances on the roulette wheel of love.

You're a very generous friend, providing him with somewhere

to live, letting him win the competition.

His was the best entry.

I spoke with the landlady at the Lamb.

Hard luck.

I gather Mr. Skelton used to work there.

He quit.

Because?

Well, Annie is best friends with Steve's ex, Rachel,

who I get wasn't happy.

But then Annie encouraged Rachel to dump him and do a runner,

leaving him with all this debt, and Josie to look out for.

It's been a real struggle, but he's tried his best.

And yet he still keeps her photograph.

He still sends her money.

He's crazy about her.

He even thinks that she might come back one day.

She won't, especially if Annie keeps bad mouthing him.

We'll get our revenge, though.

Excuse me?

It's the annual Battle of Aunt Sally tomorrow.

Ah, I see.

Does Mr. Skelton sell these photographs?

If he can.

Steve does anything to bring in whatever he can.

So it's very much in his interests for the myth to grow?

I suppose.

When he comes back, please get him to contact me.

Yes, of course.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Steve Skelton, wherever he is, seems most likely

to have posted the news.

But why target Jez?

And if you're the murderer, then why advertise the fact

by posting as the wolf slasher?

To create an atmosphere of fear and paranoia, maybe.

What else?

Well, we know that Kelly Kirkley's or someone using

her phone lured the victim into the woods.

That could be anyone that uses the hub,

which is pretty much everyone.

How are we doing on the boots?

Perfect match, actually.

Who do they belong to?

According to the label, whose writing is this?

Mine.

Kelly Kirkley's.

Yes, I'm on it.

Kel?

Kel.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Kel?

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, [WHISPERING]

[BEEPING]

- Wow.

- Wow.

( Thank God for the

combination of

joy and sorrow .

Water under the

Christianity,

the

( SABEilians

Her →

Cool

Cool

(bell tolling)

(bell tolling)

(eerie music)

(growling)

(growling)

(frantic growling)

(horn honking)

- Hey!

Wait!

- No! No! (gun firing)

(gun firing)

(panting)

(siren blaring)

- Same wolf cane with a broken toe.

And same boots that we haven't been able to identify yet.

Only these are a stronger imprint.

So let's hope these ones were made for talking.

- Indeed.

And a funeral wreath.

What was in her rucksack?

- Cash and clothes.

- Looks like she was leaving the village, poor thing.

- Well, trying to.

- Kelly Curley's family been informed,

they live in Scotland.

- Hm, sorry.

- So what was Kelly doing at the scene

of Jez Gladbury's murder?

- Assuming she was the one wearing the boots.

Where's her flatmate, Josie Skelton?

- She was found nearby, distressed.

She's with her father, Steve Skelton.

- Well, we need to talk to him anyway.

- Not least to find out if his camera's his.

- Found it on a wall.

- Yes, it is my camera.

Can I have it back?

- All in good time.

Someone posted from the cafe yesterday morning

about Jez Gladbury's murder

under the name of the Wolf Slasher.

Was that you?

- No, I was out early with that camera

trying to capture the sunrise.

Nowhere near the woods.

- Can anyone verify that?

- I was on my own.

- What about last night?

- I was trying to stage some shots of the wolf hunter.

The camera was on a timer.

I was walking in front of it for a shot

when your headlights turned on me.

- It was you that I chased?

- Yes.

I ran back to the flat.

- Via the churchyard and Kelly Kirklees.

- No!

- You can see why we might think otherwise.

Kelly Kirklees was murdered

at a time when you were in the vicinity,

dressed like the man himself.

Tell us about the cuts on your hands.

- I fell when he was chasing me.

Look, if I was a killer, why would I take photos?

- Trust me, you wouldn't be the first.

- And what were you hoping to achieve

with the photographs anyway, to keep them if alive?

- What does it matter?

The wolf hunter's mine.

I came up with it.

I could do what I want.

- Not really, Dad.

- Yes, really.

It was my original idea.

Everyone else just surfed on the back of it.

- I thought that was the point.

- It is.

- Josie, please!

- No, Dad, you can't just take credit.

- Yes, I can!

I have to.

You don't understand.

I did it for you.

For financial gain.

- Yeah, I'm skin, okay?

I thought if I had some shots, some real ones,

then I could sell them.

- And you knew people would pay more

if they felt they'd seen the murderer in action.

Highly ethical.

- Hey, I'm desperate, okay?

- You're doing all this for money.

- And to get your mum back.

- You know that's never gonna happen.

(laughs)

- Did you know Kelly was leaving the village?

- Not really.

- Why did you follow her?

- I'm not sure.

- How serious were Jez and Kelly?

- They were pretty new.

Yeah, they were going for it.

There was talk about them moving in together.

- How did you get on with Jez?

- Me?

Yeah, he was all right.

- You and Kelly were good friends.

Did you ever share clothes?

- Sometimes.

- What about boots?

- No.

- If Jez's relationship with Kelly was serious,

I mean, we could just be talking about a case

of jealous lover, Roan Yarrow.

- Possibly, I think something else is going on, though.

The slashing, the gunshot, why use the myth?

It's like they want some kind of vengeance.

- So what do we do now?

- Well it's early and we've been up all night.

So I'll pop home and you can hold the fort here.

(door thuds)

- You've slept in.

- I never.

Don't be ridiculous.

Bloody hell.

Must be all that stress.

- Or beer.

Or you like the bed.

(door thuds)

- Pat, I've been thinking.

- Uh-oh.

- We tried everything.

Nothing's worked.

Everything's changing.

I think this has to be the last year we come here.

It's over.

(birds chirping)

(distant sirens)

- Oh!

- You've done me.

What?

You're gonna give me a heart attack.

(dog barks)

(dog squeaks)

- I don't know.

- Not all night.

- Lame winter.

He leads me astray.

- You okay?

- If I could figure out what was going on.

The key is somehow buried in the myth of the wolf hunter.

I just can't quite fathom what it is.

- Well, what do you need to know?

I spent half the night reading

the kids' local history projects

and the wolf hunter featured pretty heavily.

- Why would he appeal to kids?

This is someone who goes around killing people and wolves.

- But he's conflicted.

I think the kids respond to his vulnerability.

- Vulnerability?

I'm clearly missing something.

- He was abandoned as a child by his family.

Left alone in the woods on the night of a full moon.

- Abandoned because?

- The wolves were closing in and his family fled.

And then the wolves brought him up.

- So the wolf is both predator and protector?

- Exactly.

The wolf hunter is torn between loving and hating

both of his families.

That's why even someone like Wade Ando can relate to him.

- Do you know him?

- Yeah, he was a pupil of ours.

But we had to let him go.

He's in the paper talking about finding the body.

He lashed out at a teacher he thought was looking down on him.

He was a very sensitive boy with a really bad attitude.

It was such a shame.

He was talented.

He showed real potential as an artist.

- Thanks for the call, Mark.

(somber music)

. (knocking)

(somber music)

don't know what to do. (knocking)

. (knocking)

a lot of people. (knocking)

(somber music)

(somber music)

(knocking)

You've clearly heard the news. (sobbing)

You and Kelly were obviously close.

How long had you known her?

- I sort of always known of her.

I came here 18 years ago.

That was the summer that she was born.

And then a few years ago,

she just swung into the cafe, demanding a job.

- Do you have any idea why she was leaving

or where she was going?

- London, yeah.

She always talked about it.

She dreamt of bigger things than Little Worthy.

- And why would she go through with it now?

- Because of what happened to Jez, I guess.

She loved him to bits.

- Can you think of anyone who might have had a grudge

against either Jez or Kelly or both?

- No, no, they got on with everyone.

Well, Kelly didn't but,

she kind of treated everyone with equal contempt. (laughs)

- What about Rowan Yarrow?

How was Kelly about her?

- Oh, fireworks those two.

All that new agey stuff wound Kel right up.

And she also thought that Rowan was after Jez.

(phone ringing)

- Excuse me.

(phone ringing)

- Yes, Winter.

- I'm in Jez Gladbury's workshop.

It's been broken into and I think I know what's been taken.

Bolt cutters.

(soft music)

- What are you doing?

- Black tourmaline.

Good for soaking up negative energy.

- All right.

Jez Gladbury.

Did you know that he was seeing Kelly Kirkleese?

- Yes, yes I did.

He confided in me.

He was stressing about his father, life and love.

I suggested I do some reiki healing.

And he told me about Kelly, I'm so sorry

to hear about what's happened.

- Did you know Ms. Kirkleese?

- A bit, from the hub, she was quite a live wire.

- Indeed.

And why was Mr. Gladbury stressing?

You mentioned love.

- I got the impression he might have been seeing

someone else, apart from Kelly.

- I'm going to need a little bit more than that,

I'm afraid Mrs. Yarrow.

Were you fond of Mr. Gladbury?

Perhaps jealous of his growing relationship with Kelly?

- No, of course not.

- After all the things I've done for you.

- These people have done nothing to me.

- They have to me, they have to go.

- How many more?

- Until it's over.

- And when would that be?

- Soon.

(gentle music)

- Come on Wade, just one more, that's all.

(gentle music)

(gentle music)

[MUSIC PLAYING]

, [APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE]

Hey.

How's business?

Thriving?

Not great, to be honest.

I told you.

Little Worthy isn't ready for fancy camping.

We'll see.

Come on, Bran.

Way too much negativity around here.

Right to the victor, the spoils.

And what lovely spoils they are.

Gravy, keg, or best bitter.

Right.

Let's show this show who's boss around here.

Roll me.

[WHISTLE]

[CRASH]

[GROANING]

Missed by a whiskers.

By a country mile, more like.

You do know that you are supposed to actually hit

the target.

Watch it, you.

Come on, Mel.

You've got this.

Come on, Mel.

[GROANING]

Pat Everett's been contacting all the property

companies in the area.

Do you think they're trying to drive them out and take over?

Could the murders be something to do with that?

Not much of a motive, though, is it?

Murder's hardly good for business, is it?

Two deaths in the village.

It'll be the end of Yarrowglow.

Camping.

Let's call it by its proper name, shall we?

It's a glamp site winter.

You see, language is a living, breathing thing.

Right?

That's part of the beauty of it.

[GROANING]

What do we know about Mr. Everett?

Self-made man.

He's been coming here for years.

His wife goes off for walks on her own.

You think she could be capable of kidding someone?

Let's find out where Ronnie Everett goes on her walks.

Hey, you two, stop gawping.

Come here.

[CHATTER]

Can't we have him instead?

No, you can't.

[GASPING]

Good luck.

I might have something for you.

You see, we're busy detecting.

[GROANING]

Love an aunt, Sally Lee.

Well, don't just stand there.

Have my go.

The elbow's playing up.

♪♪♪♪

♪♪♪♪

♪♪♪♪

[ Cheers and applause ]

[CHEERING]

It's all about technique.

Voila.

By Jingle, you've got some gumption.

Thanks.

I think.

[APPLAUSE]

Oh, thank you.

[APPLAUSE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I can confirm Kelly Kirkley's war shot with a silver bullet.

Fired from a real gun.

Very much so.

And not the one at the hub, confirmed as a fake yesterday.

Also, had a bit of time over a cuppa,

so thought I'd read Josie Skelton's blog

about the Wolfhunter.

And?

The phrasing is remarkably similar to the--

the phrasing used by the wolf slasher.

Thank you.

Well, I guess there's always next year.

I don't know why we bother.

Oh, that's the spirit.

What's going on?

What are you doing?

I've had enough.

I hate everything about this.

Kelly was right.

We've gone too far.

And no one cares.

You put a lot of work into this.

Yeah, just to make money.

To get your mum back.

No, no, no, no.

To get us all back on track, so we can be together again.

Don't touch me.

You don't get it, do you?

Mum is never coming back.

She doesn't want to be here with you.

You dare say that?

Stop it.

Leave it.

OK, just let it go.

It's OK, Josie.

She's gone, Mel.

I'm so sorry.

[SOBBING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Popping out.

As you wish, love.

And later, shall we go to the pub?

Yeah.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Seeing as we are off tomorrow and maybe

aren't coming back, this could be the last time.

Shall I join you?

Yes.

Yes, I would like that.

[DOG BARKING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Hello?

Who here?

Exhibition finished?

Well, I think we've all had enough of the wolf

hunter now, don't you?

Can I help you?

Actually, it's Josie I need to speak to.

In your blog about the wolf hunter,

you refer to his claws being like silver shining talons.

The wolf slasher reporting Jes Gladbury's death

said he was ripped by silver shining talons.

Funny that, isn't it?

So you could have borrowed Kelly's boots, which potentially

places you near the scene of Jes Gladbury's murder,

and you were very much in the vicinity of Kelly's.

So were you in the woods the night before last?

The truth.

It was you who found Jes's body and posted about it online.

Did you see or hear anything?

No, but I didn't arrive till later.

Wade--

Wade left early next morning, because he's like that.

So you and Wade are an item?

Cognor.

Kind of.

I like him loads, but he's not into me.

I see.

How did you get into the hub?

Dad gave me a set of keys, in case I ever needed them.

You said you didn't get to the woods until late.

Was Wade already there when you arrived?

Yes.

He said he'd been there ages, putting up the tent.

Was Wade already there when you arrived?

Yes. He said he'd been there ages, putting up the tent.

♪ ♪

[bugs squawking]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[bugs squawking]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Tragic.

Seeing it go to ruination.

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[clink]

Wade who?

Ando.

To whom you have lent easels and paints

and presumably, your expertise.

Have you taken him under your wing?

Well, someone had to.

[groans]

The boy has talent.

Just needed bringing out, you know.

[sighs]

You know, I always thought that Jace might pick up the brush,

but he didn't.

Wasted his potential.

An odd job man and Smithy.

[laughs]

Each to his own, Mr. Gladbury.

Customary when painting a landscape,

to paint everything that's there, isn't it?

An artist can do as he pleases.

Still, to do so many and not to include the campsite,

what is it about that view, Mr. Gladbury?

Your wife's favorite, you said?

We used to sit outside and look at it,

and they were building that damned site.

How could he even die in peace?

Is that why you're sabotaging the site or getting Wade to?

What is the point in developing his talents

if you're just going to persuade him to commit crime?

I just wanted that place gone!

Mr. Gladbury, where is Wade now?

[music]

[laughs]

Sir?

[music]

Wade!

Don't go any further.

It's not safe. Come down.

[music]

[grunts]

[music]

[horn honks]

[music]

[music]

Presumably, it was you who broke into Jez's workshop

and stole the bolt cutters,

as well as going online and posting bad reviews

of yarrow glamping.

Did you also take a gun from the workshop?

No.

What about killing two people in the manner of the wolf hunter?

No, of course not.

But you were in the woods the night Jez was killed.

I hear you have a lot of talent.

Why would you waste it for money?

Was Mr. Gladbury paying you?

No, I just owed it to him.

He didn't mean to hurt anyone.

He just wants the campsite shut down.

You could have said no.

I could have, but do you know what it's like

to have everyone think you're a no-mark loser?

He'll do nothing with their life.

Eric was good to me.

He took me under his wing, encouraged me,

and he was broken after his wife died.

How did Jez feel about your friendship with his dad?

Jez didn't care.

He had other things on his mind.

Like what?

Women.

Plural.

Kelly Kirk Lees and who else?

I don't know, but he'd been seeing someone else for ages.

Just thank God no one was injured, to be honest.

Thanks, Brian.

Hang on a second.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

Who fixed it?

It was just your flange and sprocket mechanism

and your widget needed unblocking.

How do you know about pumps, lad?

Pumps.

That's how I made my money.

You can't hammer a nail in over the internet.

You can knock it off the bill.

Oh, tell him, love.

Tell him what?

That angel investor you've been in touch with.

You're looking at him.

What?

No way.

I only invest in the best.

That's why you were testing you.

I don't understand.

You hate glamping.

I. But I love Ronnie.

And I love it around here.

We've gone to move here permanently,

but we've changed your mind.

Because of us?

No.

No, no.

It's just time for us to move on.

We wish you well.

We better be getting on.

Got us goodbyes to do.

[WATER SPLASHING]

We'll keep in touch.

Sir, I checked the properties that the Everets have

been looking at.

It's Daisy Cottage.

It's been empty for years.

So did one of them used to live there?

Did they want to buy it?

It's listed to a holding company.

We'll find out who's buying that.

The Everets have been coming here for decades, haven't they?

36 years.

Ronnie Everett was very specific about it.

The previous owners used it as a rental property.

Maybe they stayed there once.

The holiday snaps are back.

Winter?

Cute.

AKA Mr. Skelton's film.

I think you'll like them.

What's that?

Yeah.

Thought you'd like that bit.

So I had it enlarged.

Another wolf hunter.

The real one.

So Steve Skelton was telling the truth.

He isn't the wolf hunter.

So who is?

Well, I have more on the boot prints.

They belong to someone who repeatedly puts

a lot of weight on one side.

Someone with a consistent limp.

Thank you, Annie.

Oh, you shouldn't have.

Oh, well, it's all over here.

We're going to miss you so much, you know.

Thank you.

You've always been so kind to us.

Mr. Gladbury.

Did you find Wade?

Yes, indeed.

Just in time.

He's been charged over trying to sabotage

Yarrow Glamping, as you will be.

But first, I'd like to ask you about a pair of boots you own.

Heavy tread?

Have you found them?

Excuse me?

My hip's been killing me without them.

They just disappeared from the house.

Well, who took them?

I don't know.

I asked Jez about it, and he said he didn't know either.

But you know what, I think it's, um--

it's possibly someone he's seeing.

You never met this person, but you sometimes heard them.

When were they last there?

Three nights ago.

Did you hear anything specific, like a row?

No.

But I was pretty out of it at the time, so--

Are the Everets leaving?

Sadly.

Sort of the earth, those two.

I gather they were interested in a cottage in the woods.

Any idea why?

They stayed there the first time.

The entire summer.

They're definitely going to be missed.

You talk as if they're never coming back?

They're not.

They're leaving for good.

This photograph.

From that first summer, we thought they'd be

back next time with a little of them.

But they weren't, and no mention.

We thought they'd lost the child.

Didn't really like to ask.

Well, you don't, do you?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Sir.

I take Mr. Gladbury to the station

and charge him over the damage to Yarrow Glamping.

And find out when the current owner

bought that cottage in the woods.

Well, dear, where are you going?

To see if Josie Skelton has any idea who else

Jez Gladbury was seeing.

Sorry, we're not--

Oh, hello.

Be ready enough later.

Oh, well, I'll see you next time.

Not sure you will.

All that glamping.

I thought, we thought, we could hack it.

But it's not to be.

Me and that Brandon Chalk and Cheese,

so we won't be coming back.

We wanted to give you just a little present

to say thank you for all the cups of tea over the years.

Oh, thank you.

Ronnie's read that cover to cover about a million times.

We thought it was time to pass it on.

Well, it belongs here in the village.

Well, cheerio.

Bye.

Bye-bye, love.

Wow.

Carol never went near the Gladburys' house.

She was scared of Mr. Gladbury.

If she saw Jez, she saw him here.

Have you any idea who else Jez might have been seeing?

Someone less scared of Mr. Gladbury, perhaps?

No idea.

You're really letting the wolf hunter go, then?

You bet.

Tell me, the different elements of the myth,

the mask, the eyes, being left in the woods.

You came up with what?

The werewolf thing was my dad's.

A silver bullet and red eyes.

The website stuff was me.

What about being left in the woods?

Whose idea was that?

Can't remember now.

Mel, maybe?

[TENSE MUSIC]

Winter?

Warfires on the sign at the campsite.

Did you find out about the sale of the cottage?

It was bought 18 years ago.

I'm still trying to track down who's behind the holding company.

It's OK.

I think I know.

What's going on?

I'm not sure.

We'll need you to account for all your guests.

Where's your husband?

I don't know.

He took a call.

Mr. Everett, Mrs. Everett, you've been coming to the village

for 36 years, I believe.

The first time you came, you stayed at Daisy Cottage.

Why do you keep coming back?

It's private.

I'm sorry, but I have to ask, do you have any children?

No.

No, we don't.

Did you once?

We had a baby.

She was conceived at Daisy Cottage, but we lost her.

And then we couldn't have any more.

Lost her in what way?

I said, it's private.

It's all right, Pat.

We gave her up for adoption.

We were young, from strict Catholic backgrounds.

We'd only just met and didn't know if we'd stay together.

We've regretted it every day since.

Did you have any way of tracking the child down?

At that time, we didn't want that,

so we didn't give her details.

We just left a postcard.

But you've kept coming back here?

We wanted to buy the cottage, but the trail went gold on who owned it.

It's just too upsetting.

And we've given up hope.

Have you said your goodbyes to people?

We have.

Have you given the Glamp site as the reason?

Yeah.

I mean, we wouldn't mention the real reason, would we?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

You said your husband received a call.

Do you know who from?

He just said it was a potential investor.

He's gone to meet them.

He's not meeting an investor.

He's meeting the wolf hunter.

And I think I know where.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CALLING]

[BANG]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BURBLING]

[GASPING]

I don't understand.

Nor did I at first.

I thought it was about vengeance.

But it's not.

I think it's about abandonment.

This doesn't have to happen.

You said you weren't one for taking chances on the roulette

wheel of love.

But you did, didn't you?

You took a chance and you lost.

Why did you create a nest, a haven?

Because I never had one.

Do you know what that's like?

To be always on your own, huh?

Until I let Jess in and kill you.

I get that the costume was easy and that you took

the boots from Eric Gladbury.

But a real gun?

Yeah, because the Smithy and Jess wanted to create

the real thing, but we couldn't have it in the exhibition.

What about the cane?

It was the first one that he did, but it broke.

Jess was going to leave and I couldn't have that.

I can't bear to be left.

We had a year.

I finally let someone in who I could trust.

Also, I thought--

Why the wolf hunter?

Because like him, I was left in the wilderness, abandoned.

Not just by Jess, but by your parents.

Did you look for them?

Yes, of course I did as soon as I was 18.

But the records didn't exist, just some money and a postcard

of this place, so I came here and I secretly

bought the cottage.

And you know who your parents are now, don't you?

Abandoning me again.

Only this time, it's his fault that they're leaving.

Why don't you see them, speak to them, meet them?

Because I've done wrong.

I can't bear the thought of them knowing that.

Why didn't you make them stay?

No.

Think, Mel.

Put the pistol down.

Why?

Why?

It's too late.

They've gone.

They gave me a book on daisies.

Oh, great.

Well, that's how I knew it.

Because the postcard I had said that Mom loves them, and this place.

So all the while, they were here the whole time.

They still are.

Yes, but I can't see them, can I?

Oh, I must have been so bad for them to leave me.

I must have been.

Otherwise, why would they give me up?

Because we were young.

We cared too much what other people would think.

We didn't know any better.

We let you down.

No, no, no, no.

Not after what I've done.

It's OK.

No, it's not OK.

All I've ever wanted was a family.

It's all I've ever dreamed of.

Why did you leave me?

I was a coward.

I couldn't find you.

I tried to find you.

Why does everybody leave me?

If you want someone to blame, blame us.

Not Mr. Yarrow, are you?

He's the one that's driven you away.

He hasn't.

We're not going.

I don't care what you've done.

You're my flesh and blood.

Whatever happens after this, I will never leave you again.

No, me.

Mel.

My little Melanie.

My little Melanie.

Thank you.

Mum.

Oh.

It's a little gift I made.

Thank you.

It's beautiful.

Are you going to be OK?

Yeah.

Pat's decided to help out.

Mum and Dad have said they'll chip in.

Fingers crossed.

And the Everets, are they going to stay on?

Yeah.

Yeah, in the cottage.

I'm going to go and get them.

I'll tell you what.

Yeah, in the cottage.

To be here for Mel.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming.

You're welcome.

Any ideas where John got to?

I can't wait for us to try some of these treatments together.

Sit.

No, Caddy, sit.

Stay.

Ah.

Since you all wanted to check out the treatments,

I thought I'd see what this was like.

But I'm fine, really.

Don't worry about me.

Yeah, we can see that.

Well, once your muscles have relaxed,

perhaps you'd like to try the shakhty mat.

The what?

What's that?

It's a bed of nails, darling.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[DOG BARKING]

[BARKING]

[LAUGHTER]

How about herudotherapy, where they

put blood-sucking leeches on you?

[LAUGHTER]

[BARKING]

[SPLASH]

Caddy.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

(estial playing "In dari mouth")

(music playing)

( testing, testing, testing...)