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THUNDER CRACKS

MUSIC: 'Guess You Don't Know How' by Ashley Clark

Was like this all day.

CHATTER

# I waited for your call

# Aimlessly Like every time before... #

MUFFLED MUSIC

HEAVY BREATHING

MUSIC RESUMES, LAUGHTER

GUEST:Oi, over here!

Argh!

Not shirking, are we?

You're supposed to be giving your young master of the manor.

I hate this thing.

I mean, every year, it's just so try-hard.

Even worse that it's in the house.

Oh, get over it. It's for Dad today.

I know.

Your mother wants us to join her and the vicar.

Yeah, does she? Come on, darling.

Two minutes, then I'll find a way to rescue you?

You go, and I'll come in a sec. OK.

She looks stunning today, doesn't she?

She always does.

Are you gonna ask her? Mum's got a point, you know.

Can you just leave it?

For Dad.

Ah, Krishna. Reverend.

Lady Catherine was just telling me that you're a registrar now.

Yes. Surgical.

It's challenging, but I'm enjoying it.

We're extremely proud of him. Good show.

London, is it? Yes.

But we're here whenever we can be, especially at the moment, of course.

Yes. A very difficult time. Any change?

Well, only for the worse. We never give up hope.

FELIX LAUGHS Felix. Such a good sport.

ANITA CHUCKLES He is.

They're serving cream teas, Vicar. Would you care for one?

Always, but I feel I should be somewhere, er... Yes.

You're judging the cake competition in the dining room.

That's it. I'll take you through.

I should be snapping anyway.

Such a wonderful hostess. Mm.

ANITA CLEARS THROAT

Krishna, darling, I don't want to irritate you by asking again...

Then don't.

What a gift it would be for your father.

This is the perfect time to propose.

You could... You could even ask her during the speeches.

Your father might even hear. He doesn't hear anything.

Why would you say that? Mum, please.

I just don't understand what you're waiting for.

Oh, so glad you could make it.

Shame about the weather. Come.

Sal. Hi.

I've, erm... I've sorted it.

I can d-definitely get some more in a couple of days.

Oh, that's great. Thanks. Yeah.

W-Where's Ollie? Do you want me to mind him?

Oh, no, don't worry.

He's better off away from the crowd anyway, so...Yeah.

N-Nice shoes, Sal! Oh! Thanking you kindly, I'm sure.

There's my little man!

BABY COOS

You're a good boy, aren't you? Where have you been?

There are three trays' worth waiting there.

Well, you can't force people to take them.

Can I have one? No, you cannot.

They're for the guests.

What would Mrs Mehta say if she walked in and...?

I don't think she'd mind a bit.

It's only you who treats me like a slave.

No, I do not.

SALLY CHUCKLES

You should have one yourself, Martha.

Live dangerously.

MARTHA SIGHS

LAUGHTER, CHATTER Thanks.

Ooh, actually...

It's thirsty work, playing the village idiot.

SALLY LAUGHS MAN:Excuse me, love.

MUFFLED: Sally?

CLEARLY: Sally? Yes, Miss?

Are those my shoes?

Oh, erm, yeah.

I didn't think you'd mind cos they were in the bag for charity.

Charity. Not for you.

Do you like taking things that don't belong to you?

N-No.

S-Sorry, Miss.

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

WHISPERS: Yes. I'm not doing it again. I told you.

SALLY SIGHS You need to stay away from me.

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

Get off me, you bastard.

Del, mate, pub. Yeah.

WHISPERS: No.

HUBBUB DROWNS OUT SPEECH

THUNDER RUMBLES

CHEERING MAN:Well done, John!

Well done to all our winners.

And thanks to everyone who has worked so hard

to make this year's Martingale Fete a huge success...

in spite of the sun staying away. LAUGHTER

ANITA SIGHS

In fact, I think this weather has been a blessing.

It has brought our festivities even closer to Suresh.

How he would love to be standing here beside me.

He will so appreciate all your good wishes.

I am grateful to have had the support

of my two dear children today, Devi and Krishna.

APPLAUSE

Krishna... did you want to say a few words?

Come, dear.

APPLAUSE

Er, yes. HE CHUCKLES

Well, I just wanted to say thank you on behalf of my father.

Erm...

Yeah, holding the fete here, it's...

a tradition that means, well, a lot to him.

So...

Enjoy the rest of your afternoon,

and, er, we look forward to seeing you all again next year.

APPLAUSE

Well done, darling.

Just unbelievable.

Come on. Let's get a drink.

Yeah.

KRISHNA, MUFFLED: For once in my life,

I'm actually being honest with you all.

DEVI, MUFFLED: Oh, stop pretending to be such a martyr!

Devi, it's all right. It's not!

I'm just asking you to listen to what I have to say!

BABY CRIES OK, OK, little man.

Someone's hungry.

KRISHNA:Sally!

Can you come up for a minute, please?

I must've forgotten a few dishes or something.

Give it to me.

What's happening? Krish?

Just...

DOOR SLAMS

CATHERINE:Just leave me.

FOOTSTEPS

All right, Lady Catherine?

Yes, thank you.

Seemed to go well today, didn't it?

Yes. Well done.

I'm going to bed. Night, then.

ANITA SIGHS

Such troubles.

KEYS JINGLE, DOOR LOCKS

KRISHNA:Stop it, all right!

Why are you betraying us... me?

I... WOMAN:Shh!

Actually, I... It was just a bit of fun.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

I just... I just love you so much. I love you so much.

I'd do anything for you. And I just don't understand why...

Can you just stop it, please? Shh!

Need company? Shh.

And actually, I'm not listening...

RAISED VOICE:What is it, then?

LIQUID POURS

You and me, Ollie.

We're gonna be OK.

BABY COOS Shh.

BABY CRIES

How are you this morning, Martha?

Fine, thank you, Madam.

BABY CRYING Why doesn't she see to that child?

I don't know.

She's, er, slept in again this morning.

Quite a habit, as I've said.

I'll go and wake her as soon as I've...

Let me.

Thank you, Felix.

BABY CRYING

CRYING CONTINUES

Sally! It's half past eight!

Sally!

Odd.

Sorry, Sally, but we're coming in.

CRYING STOPS

Christ.

DI Roscoe, Sir. East Essex Police.

Good to meet you. And you.

I hope I'm not wasting your time, Sir,

but with it being Suresh Mehta's house,

I thought I'd better call it in.

Sally Jupp. Housemaid. Family say she was in good health.

Yeah. That's what made me wonder. Cocoa, apparently.

Housekeeper says she took one to bed with her most nights.

There's no tin. I've got someone searching the bin.

If she died in her sleep, say, on her own,

how does that end up on the floor?

There's no sign of a suicide note.

There's a child?

Eleven months old. Found in his cot. He's with a WPC.

Family think that's the only large window that was open last night.

A difficult climb, but not impossible.

Not for someone fit.

Tell me about the intruder last year.

He was Indian, is that right? Yeah. I worked the case.

He broke into the house at night, and found his way into the bedroom.

Seems there's some ill will against Mehta in the Asian community

after he backed the new Immigration Act.

Part of his advising the Home Office.

Housekeeper managed to call us. He ran off before we arrived.

But, erm... thinking, you know, where there's one intruder,

there could be more.

The girl wakes up, new mum, light sleeper...

..the intruder puts a hand over her face, or smothers her, maybe?

Who found Miss Jupp's body?

That was me.

Felix Hearne. I'm a friend of the family.

Felix served with my late husband.

We were having breakfast,

and we could hear the baby crying, so I went up.

She didn't answer the door when I knocked, so, erm...

..Krish came out of his room, and we went in together.

You weren't at breakfast?

I went to the pub last night and so I slept late.

Did you touch anything in the room?

Only the door, I think, obviously. And I did cover her up.

I covered her face. Sorry, if...

It didn't seem right, her lying there like that.

Especially with the baby.

How could she have died? She was perfectly well yesterday.

We're treating it as a suspicious death, pending the postmortem.

You mean she was murdered? We don't know yet.

Did someone get in? Because the window was wide open when Krish...

We're looking into it.

I gather none of you has been able to help us with her next of kin?

She said she had no family when I interviewed her for the position.

We actually knew nothing about her.

Thank you.

It's an acute respiratory distress syndrome.

We, er, we don't expect him to survive.

We'll work as quietly as we can.

Mrs Mehta, can I ask if there have been any threats

against your husband recently?

Recently, no, no.

There have been some reports in the local newspapers about his illness,

but all the letters we've received have been from well-wishers.

You think someone was trying to harm my husband?

It's something we're keen to rule out.

So in all the eight months that she worked here,

she never said a word about family or where she's from?

What about the baby's father? Did she ever mention him?

Did he ever come here? I don't know who he was.

She did go out, locally.

On her days off, she'd disappear for the whole day,

not get back till late.

I don't think she was from far afield, not from her accent.

And yesterday, how did she seem? Fine.

We were busy because of the fete, but...

Which was moved indoors. Yes.

So people were... all over the house?

Not upstairs, that's not allowed. And not in here.

Could someone have hidden in the house?

No. No.

Last night, was it you who locked up?

Yes, I locked everything.

Krishna, he's got his own key.

He will have come in the back door later and locked it again.

He sometimes goes out for a cigarette or...

It was locked when I came down this morning.

And you last saw Sally...? Er... around nine o'clock, I'd say.

Before or after you locked up? Before.

I locked up quite early and went to bed.

So at some point,

she would have come in here and made herself some cocoa?

Did anyone else use the cocoa?

No.

No, I only bought it for her.

The tin? Found it. Bin.

She must have finished it off.

What'll happen to little Oliver?

Social services.

BELL RINGING

'Nothing at all out of the ordinary.'

We were all tired after the fete, so...

I think Sally helped serve dinner. Yes, she did.

And I didn't see her again after that.

I went to bed early, around half past nine.

Would that be to your own room, or...?

Yes.

Krishna and I are courting, but...

Well, I have my own room here.

I think of it as my own, I've been coming here for so long.

And you heard nothing at all out of the ordinary? No.

I don't suppose Krishna could go back to work now?

I know he's fretting about his patients,

but he's too polite to say anything.

I'll speak to him.

But I do want everyone to remain here for the time being.

Understood. Thanks.

That's all of them, then.

Normal evening and none of them heard a thing.

An intruder comes to the house looking for Suresh Mehta.

The only open window is Sally's.

They climb the drain pipe and get in.

Surely they must have suspected

that they'd find themselves in someone else's room.

Could have been a shock that she woke up.

Or maybe the kid cried out? But why kill her?

Why not silence her in some way - knock her out, gag her?

Then go on to Mehta's room. Panic?

Priority, we find out more about her. Use whatever you can.

NI number, local schools, register of the child's birth.

Do you know anything about this? I've never seen it before.

A lot of names begin with "D".

She never had cause to give you anything, or...No.

And anyway, she would have hardly addressed me by my Christian name.

She called me "Miss" or "Mrs Langridge".

How long have you been widowed, Mrs Langridge?

Nearly three years.

Why?

Do you mind explaining to me

the exact nature of your relationship with Felix Hearne?

We're friends...

..with occasional benefits.

He was wonderful when Gerry died. Still is.

So, if you're asking me

if he might have been sleeping with the hired help...

..then, no.

There's something I think you should know.

Since Sally started working here, things have been going missing.

Valuable items.

Gold bracelets of my mother's, a solid gold fountain pen,

a figurine my father brought with him from India.

Did you report this to police?

Mother didn't want to, and it's her house, so...

She's very defensive about Sally. In what way?

She sees her as one of her charity projects.

Giving her the job in the first place.

Admittedly, Sally was the only one to answer the advert.

In spite of mass unemployment,

it seems not many in Essex want to work for people who look like us.

But to give the job to an unmarried mother?

How was she supposed to do her work?

'Hello?'

Hello, this is Commander Dalgliesh of the Metropolitan Police.

Who am I speaking to, please?

'How did you get this number?'

Get your hands off me!

Best if I do this one alone. Sure.

We put stickers on the back of doors in women's loos - pubs, clubs.

She'll have seen the number there, copied it down.

What's happened to her? I think I know what you're gonna say.

I'm afraid she's dead.

And we think it's unlikely she died of natural causes.

Was it a violent death?

She wasn't beaten or sexually assaulted.

SHE EXHALES

She was a live wire.

She was great.

She came to the refuge when she was about five months pregnant.

She had bruises on her arms and a black eye.

I took her to the hospital myself when she went into labour.

She was brave. She...

She was crazy about Oliver. Instant love.

Did she ever say who was hurting her?

Who she was escaping from? No.

We don't question the women who come to us. We're not the police.

Not that the police would be interested anyway. "Domestic."

I always assumed it was the baby's father, given the timing,

but she didn't say that.

Did he ever manage to find her, make contact?No.

Our location is secret, properly secret.

We're extremely keen to find Sally's next of kin, Ms Rice.

No idea.

But I could ask around.

We've got a couple of women with us who were there when Sally was.

Thank you.

Initial report from the lab. Traces of benzodiazepine in the mug.

Sleeping drug. They think it's a brand called Dormiritol.

And here's the crunch - it's also in the tin.

ANITA:Sorry, dear.

I don't understand. We keep it in here.

Packet of Dormiritol, it should be here.

Did you forget to put it back? No. I always put it back.

You don't keep the box locked? No. Why would we?

Why are you asking about this?

Who else would know it was kept here?

Martha... Devi.

Did you ever suspect that Sally might be taking Dormiritol?

Using it to help her sleep? And why would she do that?

I know that Martha's complained about her sleeping in sometimes.

There is no way she would do anything like that.

She wouldn't risk not waking up for Ollie.

There'll be a marked police car outside tonight to reassure you.

Please keep doors and windows locked.

Will we be able to leave tomorrow? We have jobs to go back to.

This is now a murder investigation. But...

If you think she took a sleeping drug...

I'll need to speak to you all again tomorrow.

Right, there's a low concentration of benzodiazepine in her stomach.

That's the active ingredient in most sleeping meds,

including your Dormiritol - we can test for an exact match.

Low concentration?

Yes. Enough to make her drowsy, nowhere near enough to kill her.

Cause of death, suffocation.

There are petechial haemorrhages in both lungs.

Signs of obstruction in her larynx. Christ.

We've found two small fibres, white cotton, in her left nostril.

And there were three on the inside of her mouth.

So, someone drugged her, knew she'd be sleeping deeply,

then goes back in and suffocates her with a pillow?

A pillow would certainly work.

And all in front of her kid.

Keep cause of death to ourselves for now, need-to-know only.

Understood, Sir. Message, Sir!

Ms Rice. Commander Dalgliesh.

'Someone here remembers Sally talking about living

'with an aunty and uncle, somewhere round Basildon.

'The aunty was called Simone,

'she remembered it because it was unusual.

'She can't remember the uncle's name,

'but she thinks he was a roofer.

'Or a builder. Might give you a chance.'

Mrs Simone Proctor? Yes?

We're with the police.

She was my sister's girl. Olivia's girl.

My sister and her husband died in a car crash when Sally was four.

We took her in.

That's kind of you.

When did you last see her?

Er...

Well over a year, 18 months.

She would have been pregnant at that time, did you know that?

We're not here to judge.

I thought she might have been.

She had a little boy.

Oliver.

Social services will want to speak to you as soon as possible.

I can't have him here. I can't. Malcolm wouldn't...

Malcolm. Is that your husband, is it?

Do you have any idea who the child's father is?

Sally went to a women's refuge.

She had bruises, a black eye.

Any idea how she might have come by those?No.

She went at around the time her pregnancy started to show,

can you think of any reason for that?

We'll send an officer to collect you.

I'm afraid we'll have to ask you to identify Sally's body.

Oh.

No, I don't think I could bear to. Or we could ask your husband?

Is he at work? We can send someone to find...

No. I'll go.

I'll go and see her.

She's scared of the husband. Perhaps Sally was, too.

I think I know why.

Sorry, I didn't put it together until I heard his name.

Malcolm Proctor.

This isn't my patch, but I think I know who he is.

He's National Front.

I'd rather say this now,

a couple of my brothers are involved in that stuff.

I'm not, I never have been.

But... yeah.

I've heard them talk about him.

Reckon he's a nasty piece of work.

'Control to Oscar-4, reports of a disturbance.

'Martingale House. Suspected intruder, over.'

What the...

'Roger that, 12 minutes away from that location, over.'

Oi! Hey! That's enough! Hey!

That's enough! Break it up, break it up.

All right, he was in the garden! He was looking in!

Off him, Mr Hearne, or I'll charge you with assault!

I'm doing your job for you! Felix, come away!

Get inside, all of you. Name?

I just wanted to see her. Name?

Derek Pullen. I wanted to see if it was true.

Has he killed Sal? Is she in there?

Is she in there? Her body's been taken away.

Oh, my God.

He's bloody killed her.

Where's Ollie? Who's killed her?

Him! Krish Mehta! He was forcing her.

Pushing her into sex. He was threatening her. I heard him!

And she was scared, the bloody bastard.

Thinks he can do anything, the rich wanker!

But I know what he is. I know what he really is.

And what's that?

Krishnan Mehta, I am arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of Miss Sally Jupp.

No! I didn't kill her!

You are not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so...

Are you letting this happen?

What's happening? Devi, Devi, Devi!

Our father is dying! Don't, don't!

There's nothing you can do, Devi, stop!

Tell them! Tell them what you need to tell them!

Tell me about your relationship with Sally Jupp.

She is... was a servant in my parents' house.

She seemed nice.

That's it.

Two days ago, the afternoon of the fete,

we have a witness who says you accosted Sally,

near the back stairs at Martingale,

and tried to pressurise her into sex.What?

He's lying. This is that oaf, is it,

who was trying to break into the house?

Did you ever have sexual relations with Sally Jupp?

No.

Not sure of that? I am sure!

Why don't you ask him why he was trying to get into the house?

We'll continue to detain Mr Pullen until we're certain

he played no part in Sally's murder. I didn't kill her.

And you won't find any evidence I did because I didn't.

He is lying to you.

Are you a violent man, Dr Mehta?

Well, isn't that a contradiction? I'm a doctor.

I try and save people, not hurt them.

According to Mr Pullen's statement,

you violently assaulted a friend of his, Tom Smart,

at the Lampton Arms Public House, Martingale.

July or August, 1967.

Pullen claims to have witnessed the assault. Do you recall it?

I was 18.

You broke Smart's jaw, put him in hospital.

According to Pullen, the argument was over a girl.

OK. The girl was Devi.

And Smart was a racist moron. He was bullying her.

Actually, do you know what? No, he was targeting her.

It started with him mimicking an Indian accent,

just loud enough for her to hear.

And then he starts barging into her.

She was 15, and he was 17 and twice her size.

And then the sick bastard

started throwing excrement at her back.

My sister, who could hold her own with Dad's Home Office crowd,

she was humiliated.

Scared out of her wits.

So, yes, I went, and I found him, and I hit him so hard

that he never came near her again.

And my dad paid him off.

I hated him for it at the time, but he knew, he knew,

if it went to court...

..whose side the jury would take.

Right. OK. Bye.

They're holding him.

They say we shouldn't expect him soon.

Krish won't be back for supper.

Miss, I'm sorry, but I've got to... give in my notice.

I can't work here any more. Don't you dare, Martha.

My mother's upstairs with my dying father,

and all this crap is going on.

Show some loyalty.

According to Pullen, Sally was his friend,

and she asked him for help.

She asked him if she could borrow some money,

because she wanted to get away from Martingale.

That's lies.

Well, we found cash hidden in her room.

Derek says he gave her the money in this.

It's what his wages came in.

We've taken prints, so we can confirm that part of his story.

Why are you so sure that Sally

wasn't trying to get away from Martingale?

Just as you were so sure

that she wouldn't have taken the Dormiritol herself.

You hardly knew her.

She was just a servant in your parents' house.

It odd, isn't it, why she'd want to leave Martingale?

A good job, live-in, when she's got a kid to think about.

I think she was trying to get away from you.

What was it, Lady Catherine, she a bit boring for you?

And Sally's younger, prettier, livelier.

And then there's the thrill of the chase...

I loved Sally.

I loved her.

I asked her to marry me that night, and she... said yes.

We'd been seeing each other for months, in London.

And Catherine...

Catherine what?

I should have found a better way to tell her.

Sally was everything I wanted.

We were gonna be together, live our lives.

CLOCK TICKS

TICKING INTENSIFIES

SCREAMING

Help!

Devi! He's there! He's there!

Hey, stop! He's there! Hey!

Stop! Help her.

DEVI CRIES Stop!

Devi, what happened?

HEAVY BREATHING

Devi. Devi.

There was a man. Oh, my God!

He was in my room.

Darling, my darling!