All language subtitles for S04E07 - To Sup With the Devil

[theme music]

[water crashing]

[music playing in the distance]

[motorcycle starting]

[chatter]

[waves crashing]

[thundering]

Mrs. Perrett.

One day she'll give me an answer.

Josie, your mother's here.

Thanks, Ray.

I'll finish up in the morning then.

RAY GURNEY: That's all right. Use mine.

There you go. - Come on.

Where on earth have you been?

I've been waiting ages for you.

You know your father--

[thundering]

[breathing]

Oh.

[sigh]

[dark music playing]

[thud]

[crash]

What?

[thundering]

Who's there?

[cat meowing]

Come on.

Come on.

[cat meowing]

Ut, what?

What's going on? [cat meowing]

Oh!

Ah!

[crash]

[music playing]

[seagulls cawing]

[door creaking]

Ray?

[seagulls cawing]

WYCLIFFE: What time was the body found?

Oh, as fast as you can, Doug.

Yeah.

OK.

OK.

Yep.

Keep me posted.

[boat horn]

Problems, Charles?

A suspicious death [inaudible]..

I'd like to get done there as quickly as possible.

Stay for the keynote address, at least.

I'm sure Lucy can cope.

[police radio]

LUCY: Charlie's finally fed up, did he?

DOUG: Well, listening to that load of old cobblers

with Stevens breathing down your neck, it's no wonder, is it?

LUCY: Not some old cobblers, Doug.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

I forgot you and Stevens were so thick these days.

We'll take two cars, shall we?

I need to get some stuff from home.

That's fine.

Fine.

DCC STEVENS: We live in ever-changing times,

but the economic imperatives remain.

We must make the best possible use of the resources

available to us.

I don't have to remind you of the importance of performance

evaluation at each stage, of optimizing

the potential of every officer under our command.

If we are to avoid downsizing, we must be cost-effective.

[honking]

[tires screeching]

[chatter]

DS NAYLOR: We only bought this place about a year ago.

It was a bit of a rolling stone.

All kinds of low life found their way in.

I wish it not top trouble.

I want to talk Josie Perrett.

Is she still around?

Over there on the steps, Ma'am.

LUCY: You OK?

Yeah.

I got stuck behind a tractor.

DS Alan Naylor, DI Kersey.

Sir.

Yeah, I'll catch you later.

I'm going to have a word with Franks, OK?

[police radio]

Sir.

Morning, sir.

FRANKS: Hello, Doug.

Appears to have severed an artery.

Huh.

He most certainly fractured his skull.

I'll take it we treat it as suspicious, do we?

Oh, most indeed.

A blow to the back of the head isn't consistent with a fall.

It appears to have been caused by some heavy, rounded object.

Well, I'll look up here.

Charles not here yet?

No, he's not here until this afternoon.

He's at a Senior Officer's conference.

Terrible things.

How long have you been working at the pub?

A couple of months.

I love it.

It's dead, this place.

I understand the ship is not exactly

popular with the locals.

Mom and Dad hate me working there,

like I was going to get into drugs or something.

Are there drugs circulating?

I never saw any.

Can you think of anyone who might have had

a grudge against Ray Gurney?

Can't, no.

You sure?

His ex-wife was giving him [inaudible]..

Don't know why.

She ran off and left him, but she

kept ringing up all the time.

It was really getting to him.

Do you know where she lives?

No, he wouldn't talk about her.

Dr. Franks says to let you know they're ready to take

the body out, Sir. - All right.

We've met before, haven't we?

Yes, Sir.

DC John Weller.

Yeah.

John Weller.

Ah.

Listen, um, it seems that Mr. Gurney

had given up opening his bills, so we

better check his finances.

Right.

Must have had a few problems.

Aye?

With the drink.

Yep.

DCC STEVENS: Sorry you've got to rush off, Charles.

Wish I was still at the sharp end sometimes.

WYCLIFFE: Yes, Sir.

I'll be circulating a transcript

of all the key speeches.

You'll have plenty of reading material when you get back.

WYCLIFFE: Sir.

A word if I may, Charles. WYCLIFFE: That's fine, Sir.

Only I've got to collect some stuff from home.

And the first 48 hours of a murder inquiry

are always the most crucial, as we all know.

WYCLIFFE: That's right.

I just wanted to sound you out about an idea of mine.

Yes?

I'm thinking of suggesting DI Lane for the Leadership

Management course.

Really?

You look surprised.

I am, Sir.

Yes.

Lucy is an excellent officer, but she's

still got a lot to learn.

I disagree.

I know the course is normally for Chief Inspectors,

but Lucy is exactly the kind of office we need at the top.

Oh, yes. Yes, given time.

DCC STEVENS: I thought

You always seem so close to your team.

Still, don't let me keep you.

DOUG: We need to do a door-to-door nose,

and then wind it out, OK?

Right.

DOUG: Judging by the state the bar was in,

someone must have heard something last night.

DC WELLER: Well, I wouldn't bank on it, Sir.

MR. PERRETT: Where's my daughter?

- Mr. Perrett, would you ju-- - That's OK.

It's OK.

Mr. Perrett, this is Detective Inspector Kersey.

He's in charge of the investigation.

Mr. Perrett's Josie's father, Sir.

She's the one who--

Where is she?

I think my colleague is talking with her at the moment.

She'll be with you just [inaudible]..

She better be.

- Do you live around here? - Yeah, why?

Oh, we're, uh-- we're keen to find out if anybody

heard anything last night.

I heard something, yeah, and every night before.

Music blasting out, drunks, girls screaming.

And after this place closed, what then?

They're on a beach, aren't they?

Carrying on.

That's why my wife had to walk my Josie home.

Why'd you let her work here?

Couldn't stop her.

She threatened to leave home.

Since that Gurney come here, we've not

have one good night's sleep.

DOUG: And you complained, did ya?

Oh, yeah. They didn't want to know.

Uh, watch yourself now, please.

I meant did you complain to Mr. Gurney?

He just laughed, said, want to come down, join in the fun?

I see.

Well, we'll have quiet now, won't we?

Was he known to be a heavy drinker?

Oh, the breweries wouldn't touch him.

That's why he ended up buying this place.

[phone ringing] - Excuse me.

Better warn Charles.

It could be a long PM.

He might want to meet me in the mortuary.

LUCY: Fine.

Hello.

There's no immediate family to inform.

We need to contact the ex-wife.

And, apparently, according to Jose Perrett,

she's been phoning up a lot recently.

DS NAYLOR: Uh, Ma'am?

LUCY: Yes, Alan?

I just had a call from one of my informants.

Says he's got something for us.

He's reliable, is he?

Well, he's given us some good tip-offs recently.

[inaudible]

I don't think that's what I asked, is it?

Would he be prepared to talk to DI Kersey or myself?

Yeah, fine.

He seems happy.

I'll arrange a meeting.

Good.

Why don't you go, Doug.

Fine.

Come on.

Found a broken window near the back door.

Unfortunate it's been broken for quite a while.

Anybody could have got in.

WYCLIFFE: He's not doing her any favors.

She'll be right out of her depth.

Lucy is just a DI.

Of course, it's the Chief Inspector.

Yes, it does seem ridiculous.

WYCLIFFE: I didn't make it on any such course

[inaudible] rank.

[inaudible] Doug [inaudible] he's

going to be right out of joint.

Poor Lucy.

What?

DCC Stevens could be a rather a dangerous patron, couldn't

he, given half a chance?

[kiss]

Give my love to Sinclairs.

I will.

[music playing]

[crackling]

[coughing]

[knocking on door]

Gary?

[knocking on door]

Gary, it's Alan Naylor.

DOUG: Hi, Gary.

I'm Detective Inspector Kersey.

Can we come in, please?

Yeah, come in.

Sorry about the mess.

I'm just squatting here for a bit.

DOUG: I never notice mess, normally.

[inaudible]

Don't worry.

There you go.

GARY: Cheers.

The thing is, Alan, I mean, some of the kids

are reckoning I've been helping ya.

DS NAYLOR: What makes you think that?

Well, they've been steering clear of me, you know.

And, I mean, this is serious, right?

Gurney's been killed.

What if whoever did it finds out?

There's no reason they should.

GARY: But how do I know?

I mean, come on.

I understand you've got something for us, Gary.

Is it about Gurney's death?

It is, yeah.

DOUG: Come on then.

I heard him and another bloke having a quarrel.

When was this?

GARY: Night before last.

Where?

The car park at the back of the ship.

What was the quarrel about?

Money.

This bloke was saying Gurney was for it

if he didn't find the cash.

You better get something sorted or else.

What does this look like?

I didn't get a good look.

DOUG: The lights at the ship were on, weren't they?

It must've been like a beacon with all

these neon signs lit up.

He was stalky, I think, your sort of build.

What kind of car was he driving?

A gray one. I don't know.

A-- a dark color.

It could have been a Volvo.

Who knows?

OK.

I'm putting my neck on the line talking to you lot.

That's very kind of you, Gary.

I appreciate that.

Give us a call when you can manage to remember

anything else, would ya?

Maybe.

I thought you got something good for us, Gary.

Yeah. Well, I have.

He's got me rattled.

I can't think straight. [sigh]

I'll be in touch.

GARY: We'll see.

He almost certainly fractured his skull when he

hit the bottom of the stairs.

But it was the blow to the back

of the head that killed him?

That's right.

Any idea of the weapon?

Some sort of rounded, blunt object.

That's about as much as I could say at the moment.

But you think the fall down the stairs happened

as a result of the attack?

Um, no, I wouldn't say so, Charles.

The odd thing is that he was probably

pretty far gone when he was hit in the back of the head.

Really?

Most certainly, his bodily functions were slowing up.

There's much less bleeding than you'd expect

from a head wound of this sort.

I see.

Now, I can only speculate, of course.

But I would say there was a significant lapse of time

between the fall down the stairs and the fatal blow being

struck.

And an artery in his wrist was severed,

possibly on the glass that was smashed close to the body.

And, of course, alcoholic poisoning might have carried

him off eventually anyway.

He didn't stand much of a chance, really, did he?

[police radio]

LUCY: Any news on the ex, Mrs. Gurney, yet, John?

Uh, she's married again.

Still living in the area, though.

We're trying to trace her.

LUCY: Tell them to get a move on, will you?

Yes, Ma'am. LUCY: Any luck?

Not luck.

He says he heard a quarrel in the pub's car park

the night before the murder.

Something about Gurney owing money.

Then he clammed up.

I thought he wanted to talk to us.

I wouldn't trust him as far as I could throw him.

Yeah.

Well, of course he can be a bit flighty.

He likes to feel important.

That is fairly usual with an informant.

Do you think it's worth me having a go?

Yes, yes.

Has the boss rung in, has he?

Yes, he has.

He's attending a PM.

Then he's going to come on later.

Fine.

Ma'am?

I really think he would respond to you.

And he needs a little reassuring.

And I'm sure he's got something for us.

LUCY: OK.

All right.

Let's have another go.

Telling you.

You're wasting your charms on the likes of Gary Treganna.

I'd save them for Stevens, I would.

Different people get different responses.

He might react better to a woman.

[inaudible] Yes?

We've found some of Gurney's bank statements in his flat.

There's something interesting. - Go on.

Have you a look.

Less than a week ago, $20,000 was paid into his account?

Do you know who by?

Of course, the bank will need formal approval before they

let us have any info.

But, off the record, they said it

was paid to him by his ex-wife.

That's a bit iffy.

Can she afford that?

Her husband can, Sam Venning, owns a [inaudible]..

That a place outside Penzance?

No, no.

More like a health farm.

You know, swimming pool, gym, aroma thingy.

Yeah.

[inaudible] paying through the nose for a lettuce

leaf and a bloody carrot.

Not my scene either, Sir.

[music playing]

Gary?

[door creaking]

Looks like someone got here before us.

Gary?

Gary?

[clearing throat]

You need to tell us who did this,

Gary, for you're own sake.

For your sake, you mean?

We can protect you, you know?

What, like you've done so far?

[inaudible]

Ow.

We need to get you to the hospital.

No.

I just want to get away from this place.

OK.

How about if I drive you somewhere,

well away from Sinclairs?

I'll get a doctor to come check you out.

I don't know.

Well, if you don't want to stay here.

OK.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

All right.

Collect what you need, and we'll get going.

All right.

Is that OK with you, Alan?

You're the handler.

Fine by me, Ma'am.

I'll, uh, report back to base. - OK.

I'll drop you off.

WYCLIFFE: Your wife's heard of Mr. Gurney's death, has she,

Mr. Venning?

Place like this, word soon gets 'round.

He led her a marry old dance when they were married,

but she seems to have forgotten about that for the moment.

She's really cut up.

It's through here.

Could do with one of those, Sir.

Sorry, John.

I'm too busy right now.

SAM VENNING: This is my wife.

DOUG: Hello.

I'm Detective Inspector Kersey.

This is DC Weller.

Sorry to bother you at a time this.

It's all right.

It was only her ex-husband.

They've been apart for a number of years,

Three.

That's right.

DOUG: Had you seen anything of Mr. Gurney

recently, Mrs. Venning?

Must be a few months ago.

He was in town, and I--

[inhale]

--sorry.

I don't usually--

DOUG: It's all right. I understand.

I'm a Raleigh man myself.

SAM VENNING: Not your sort of scene, of course, this?

I still can't believe it.

Did he fall?

He's, uh, been hitting the bottle.

SAM VENNING: Yeah, he was a big boozer,

Ray, which is one of the reasons why you left him, wasn't it,

Lisa?

DOUG: He did fall, yes.

Yes.

SAM VENNING: I told you.

DOUG: But the fall wasn't the cause of his death.

There were other injuries.

It looks like he might have been deliberately killed.

[unsteady breathing]

You had made contact with Mr. Gurney recently,

hadn't you, Mrs. Venning, by telephone?

Yes.

Yes, I had.

And, according to Mr. Gurney's bank statement,

you put some money into his account last week.

Could you tell me why that was, please?

SAM VENNING: No, she couldn't.

I think Mrs. Venning can answer for herself, don't you?

She's in a state.

Tell us about the money, please.

I was trying to help him.

He'd rung me sounding desperate.

He'd had a loan to buy the ship.

The bank were going to foreclose on him.

SAM VENNING: He was a loser.

LISA VENNING: Yes, he was.

But he was kind to me.

I was fond of him.

I just couldn't live with him.

That's all.

I understand that.

SAM VENNING: That wasn't the story you told me.

He's been milking us dry

Sir, it was your money that Mrs. Venning

paid to Mr. Gurney, was it?

Yeah.

Is that why you called to him last night?

I didn't call on him.

Sam.

Please, Lisa, look.

Get off.

I think it'd be better if you came with us

and made a full written statement, Mr. Venning.

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[clearing throat]

Can I help you, Sir?

Superintendent Wycliffe.

Oh, sorry Sir.

DS Alan Naylor.

So where is everybody?

Inspector Kersey is bringing someone in for questioning.

Inspector Lane?

She's talking to my informant?

On her own?

She felt it was best, Sir. Someone beat him up.

He wanted to get clear of this place.

Inspector Lane did suggest it.

I think you better fill me in on development, haven't you,

Sergeant.

Sir.

LUCY: Feeling better?

GARY: Yeah, thanks.

You're easier to get on with than your mate, Kersey.

There's always pressure to get information quickly, Gary.

No.

He was really having a go.

I saw him.

Yeah, I know.

You got to stick together.

[chuckle]

GARY: It's quiet along here.

I love it.

From around here, are you?

GARY: I think so.

You think so?

[chuckle]

I was adopted, so I don't know where

my real parents come from.

But, you know, I was brought up 'round here,

so I guess I'm supposed counted as local.

What about you?

College? - M-hm.

GARY: Did you get a degree and all?

Psychology.

Oh, that must be good.

Then you can see why people do things.

[chuckling]

If only.

Ah, can we take this little track here on the right?

It's a great place my dad used to bring me to.

I ain't seen it for years.

K.

GARY: Sorry.

I should've warned you.

It's better with four-weel drive.

LUCY: It's OK.

I can see the view is worth it.

GARY: Oh, it is.

Yeah.

[wind blowing]

I love this place.

It really sorts my head out.

LUCY: Well, I can see why.

WYCLIFFE: Can you tell me when you last

saw Ray Gurney, Mr. Venning?

[sigh]

SAM VENNING: A month ago, maybe.

He wanted to see Lisa.

It's like he couldn't get used to the fact

that it was finished between them.

I'd given her everything.

With Gurney, she never knew what was coming.

He should've got shot a long time ago.

[inaudible]

She is, yeah.

In fact, you visited him two nights ago, didn't you?

Did I?

M-hm.

A witness overheard you having a quarrel.

Yeah, OK.

I did arrange to see him for a chat.

Well, I was fed up.

Lisa lended him money, and--

- Your money. - That's right.

And you wanted it back, didn't you?

I did.

Yeah, I worked my guts out for that money,

and she hands it over to this drink-sodden [inaudible]..

I couldn't believe it.

DOUG: It must've been very hard for you,

Mr. Venning, after all you did for her.

I mean, her being still so fond of Ray Gurney.

It was, yeah.

DOUG: Also, she was quite prepared

to believe that you killed him.

[sigh]

He thought he could get her back,

as if he just had to whistle.

You saw him last night, as well, didn't you, Mr. Venning?

Yeah.

It wasn't just about the money.

I wanted to have it out with him about Lisa.

It must've been difficult to accept his influence on her.

I sat outside in my car getting angry.

I wanted to give him a fright, I suppose.

He likes to think he's a hard man, this Ray.

So when it was all quiet, I had a snoop

around, found a broken window.

Go on.

SAM VENNING: Well, he heard me.

Come to the top of the stairs with glass in his hand,

called out, and I turned off the lights.

[sigh]

When his cat shot up the stairs, he lost his balance, and fell,

or the cat tripped him.

I don't know.

Then it was quiet.

Did you take a look at him, Mr. Venning?

He was still breathing.

I checked.

And then I started to panic.

Lisa, I knew what she'd think, so I opened the door,

and I came out.

And you didn't strike him?

He was alive when I left.

I swear it.

When I heart them say he'd been murdered, I felt sick.

All right, Mr. Venning, [inaudible]..

Thank you.

But we'll need you to make a written statement,

under caution.

Maybe a good idea to call your sister.

Oh, no.

No.

Now he's dead, he'll come between us

even more than before.

[phone ringing]

DOUG: You think he's telling the truth, Sir?

Well, his story certainly fits in with what we already know.

We still don't have a clear sense

of the victim's personality.

I'd like more on Gurney.

Well, according to Perrett, he was the devil himself.

They take religion pretty seriously in these parts.

[sigh]

Well, women seem to have liked him.

Yeah.

Well, women always go for that sort of thing.

Mm, no.

[inhale]

We'll start with the daughter and--

what's her name, the girl who found him--

Josie.

And check and see if Lucy's found anything.

We just wanted to ask you a few questions, Josie.

Yeah, right.

That's Mr. Gurney's cat, isn't it?

He was a stray.

Ray took Henry a few months ago.

I thought it might bring him luck.

Will you be long?

I wonder if I might have a word with your daughter

alone, Mr. Perrett?

If you must.

Oh, here. [cat meowing]

[chuckle]

[cat meowing]

[inaudible] Hello.

Fine collection of books you got there.

What's she want that cat for?

I hate cats.

I know you've already spoken to Inspector Lane, Josie.

I just wondering if you'd, uh, remembered

anything else about last night?

JOSIE PERRETT: I don't think so.

WYCLIFFE: I used to bring the kids here for the holidays.

My wife says it's her favorite place.

It's not mine.

No?

Everyone knowing your business, can't breathe.

Well, Ray Gurney must've bought a bit of life

to the place, surely.

[bell ringing]

He did.

Yeah.

Sorry.

I keep doing this.

It's good he's got you to grieve for him, Josie.

You're one of the few.

[inhale]

[exhale]

He was really nice to me, treat

me like I had a mind of my own.

They don't do that.

Can't even bring someone home without Dad

giving them the third degree.

Parents are always a bit reluctant to let go,

aren't they?

Yeah, but that's why it happened.

I was fair game for someone like Gary.

Gary?

JOSIE PERRETT: Yeah, Gary Treganna.

I wanted to say something this morning

when your Inspector asked about anyone who might

have a grudge against Ray--

only, I couldn't.

Tell me about Gary Treganna, Josie.

He seemed really nice at the start, a bit shy,

like me, really.

And he didn't know anyone because he'd been away.

I felt sorry for him.

I see.

He was telling me all about London.

It sounded exciting.

And it was all about places around here, too.

He even made them seem interesting.

You spent a lot of time with him, did you?

We had a couple of dates.

He seemed OK then.

Then, the last time, we went for a walk on the beach,

just down from the ship.

It was late.

I said I had to get home.

He seemed to change.

He had this bottle of whiskey.

He said we should share it.

I told him I couldn't stand whiskey, and he--

[sobbing]

Take your time.

[inhale]

He went really strange.

[sobbing]

He started taunting me, saying I had to.

Then he put the bottle up to my mouth, and he made me drink it.

[panting]

I was choking, begging him to stop.

It was horrible.

H-- he had this look like he was really enjoying himself.

I must've passed out in the end.

[inhale]

When I woke up, he was gone.

My clothes were all ripped.

He hurt me.

Did you tell your parents?

[sniffle]

I was too frightened.

They wouldn't have let me out the house again.

I told Ray, instead.

When was this?

A few months ago, just after it happened.

When I told Ray, I'd never seen him go so angry.

He gave Gary a real going over.

I told that was the end of it.

But, now--

You think that, uh, Gary was involved in Ray's death,

don't you, Josie?

[inhale]

He hated Ray after that.

So, you see, what happened to Ray is my fault.

No, it isn't.

It isn't your fault, Josie.

But you should tell your parents what happened.

Dad-- finally told my dad this morning what happened--

what Gary did to me.

Couldn't stand him going on about how terrible Ray was,

and how the place was well rid of him and all.

I told him he ought to be grateful to Ray.

He really stood up for me.

He must've been very shocked.

[chuckle]

I've never seen him so angry.

He went off to see Gary.

He's got a terrible temper, my dad.

I reckon he'll have beaten Gary up.

[sniffle]

[music playing]

LUCY: Come back a bit, Gary.

GARY: Don't worry.

LUCY: You've got a head injury.

You don't want to take any risks.

GARY: A lot of shit's got smashed to pieces down there.

The locals lay beacons to bring them onto the rocks.

LUCY: They would've have stood a chance, would they?

[wind blowing]

Drugs did for me, you know?

I hate them.

That's why I couldn't let it happen.

Let what happen?

Sam Venning.

He owns this place down in Penzance.

You can get any drug you want in it.

He's the main dealer.

What's this got to do with Gurney?

Venning was the bloke I heard quarrelling

with Gurney in the car park the night before he was murdered.

It was him who beat me up.

He hear I'd been talking to you.

He said he'd kill me next time.

[beeping]

[wind blowing]

Alan?

It's DI Lane. Yeah, yeah.

I'm fine.

Listen.

I've got some information.

A man called Venning--

oh, right.

OK.

Um, great.

Can you tell them I'm on my way back?

Thanks.

[beep]

It seems like they're already checking him out.

Yeah?

Your information could be vital.

OK.

Should we make a move?

I shouldn't have told ya.

If Venning finds out, I'm dead, aren't I?

No one's going to know who told us.

You'll know, though.

Obviously.

Can I trust ya?

Of course.

I'm not sure.

That's the problem.

Let's get back.

Oh!

Gary!

Get off of me!

[grunting and groaning]

Get off me!

[grunting]

Get off!

GARY: Just want to make sure I can trust you, Lucy.

That's all.

Who are you playing?

[grunting]

Show you the way down then, shall I?

[wind blowing]

[splash]

[seagulls cawing]

[exhale]

You OK?

Not too cold, are ya?

Eh?

You are a bit.

It does start to get chilly this time of the evening.

[exhale]

Like me to finish this, would ya?

You think I might lose me grip.

You've proved a point, Gary.

I can see how clever you are.

He was a big man, Ray Gurney.

Boy could throw his weight around.

Well, I had to bring him down a size.

Why?

He hurt my feelings, I'm afraid.

He tried to get between me and Josie.

I don't want to talk about it, to be honest.

Where'd you get the cuffs from, Gary?

I nicked them from a stupid copper when I was a kid.

Never knew where they went.

Yeah, Venning, I knew him because I've

been at this posh health club he owns.

Only I wasn't sharp enough dressed for him.

Venning booted me out.

I see.

GARY: So when I saw him going in the car park,

I thought I'd see if he'd come back the next night.

You saw Venning going in, did you?

Yeah.

I felt really mad.

I thought he was going to get to Gurney first.

Came down on the beach for a bit.

I had this bit of rock in my hand, nice and smooth, it was.

[sniff]

A bit like this one, really.

I was always collecting stuff when I was a kid.

That's what you used, was it?

Yeah.

When I got in, Gurney was lying at the bottom of the stairs.

I thought he was dead.

Then I saw he was breathing.

I felt much better.

And then, this morning, you find out Alan Naylor.

Nice to get his clear-up rate looking good, does Alan?

I knew he'd take the bait.

But you, Lucy-- you were the icing on the cake.

I've never had a tame Inspector before.

You all think you're so sharp, don't you?

Only I'm ten jumps ahead.

Thought you were playing me along, did you, Lucy?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Well, they're going to have some trouble finding you,

I'm afraid.

Yeah.

Have some.

No thanks.

I said, have some!

[gulping]

I tried her again, Sir.

I still can't get through.

WYCLIFFE (ON THE RADIO): I see.

It could be a black spot, i suppose.

Of course, she did call to say she was on her way back.

Well, he never called me.

That is right, isn't it?

Yes, Sir.

[chatter]

[phone ringing]

Any more details on Gary Treganna?

I've just finished checking with the met, Sir.

It seems he was de-registered as an informant in November '96.

What?

You hadn't checked his background

when you started handling him?

There was nothing on the screen, Sir.

If you had done an active search--

All right, Doug. All right.

Let's see why Treganna was de-registered shall we?

[clearing throat]

His, uh, information was found to be unreliable.

On two occasions, he tried to frame a fellow suspect.

He was also charged on a violent assault with an ex-girlfriend.

She was too frightened to give evidence.

All right.

All right.

Let's get on with it, shall we?

[music playing]

[helicopter blades chopping]

[sirens]

[helicopter blades chopping]

GARY: The way I looked at it, killing Gurney and putting

Venning in a frame, I'll be knocking

off two birds with one stone.

[chuckle]

It's good, though, ain't it?

Don't they warn you about people like me?

None are as clever as you.

Don't worry.

I won't leave ya, not until it starts getting dark.

The tide comes right in here.

[wind blowing]

When the ships smash against those rocks,

the locals let the ship wreck [inaudible] to die.

It's cruelty, isn't it?

I'd have finished them off.

He shouldn't have done it, ya know.

What?

Got between me and Josie.

She was kind.

[inaudible]

He made me mad doing that.

Probably he misunderstood.

Yeah.

Yeah, he did.

[chuckle]

Not long now.

What?

It's coming in.

Come on.

I'm going to tie you up to the cove.

[inaudible]

Have a drink.

Get away from me.

[scream]

[scream]

[punching]

DOUG: He said he wanted to get away from [inaudible]..

Yeah.

Well, he made out he was terrified after the attack.

It's a pity Josie's dad hadn't finished him up properly.

I should've gone with her.

(ANGRILY) Yes, you should!

[inaudible]

Listen, Naylor, if we don't find her alive, you've had it.

Do you understand?

Yes, Sir.

[engine starting]

[helicopter blades chopping]

[siren]

[police radio]

[sirens]

WYCLIFFE (ON THE RADIO): Go ahead, Doug.

DOUG (ON RADIO): There's no sign [inaudible]

to the cottage, Sir.

Um, OK.

Radio all vehicles.

Widen the search out.

We've had no sightings in the vicinity of Sinclairs.

DOUG (ON THE RADIO): Yeah.

OK, Sir.

[helicopter blades chopping]

[music playing]

[helicopter blades chopping]

Don't worry. I'm still here.

[panting]

[exhale]

They'll find you, Gary.

You know that, don't you?

Might as well get on for a sheep as a lamb.

High tide before long.

The waves will come crashing right in the cave.

I'll leave you just before then.

Hm?

[engine and chopper blades]

(LOUDLY) So where do we look next then, Sir?

He might have taken her anywhere.

I don't know.

Do you think she's still alive then?

[helicopter blades chopping]

Look.

What do we know about him?

Treganna's a loner.

He's an outsider.

He's obviously got a grudge, and he hates women.

Mm.

Why didn't Naylor check his records?

If he had, he would have found out about the assault

on his girlfriend.

That wouldn't de-bar him from being an informant, Doug.

Yeah.

But it might have stopped Lucy going with him on her own.

True.

[truck motor running]

I just don't know how his bloody mind works.

That's the problem.

Then perhaps we should talk to someone who does.

[waves crashing]

I'll leave you in peace then, Lucy.

Do you want a last drink?

No thanks.

[struggling]

Because you're going to be smelling a strong

drink when they find you now.

That's not going to look very good, is it?

Mind you, [inaudible] with all the water

you're going to swallow, eh?

Eh?

[waves crashing]

LUCY: Why does this give you so much pleasure, Gary?

It's sad, isn't it?

[waves crashing]

Yeah, I reckon he knew this coast

like the back of his hand.

WYCLIFFE: Yeah, but is there somewhere special?

There's some well that cures madness

near [inaudible] it was.

He said he should be dropped down it.

Then there was this place where a lot of shipwrecks.

WYCLIFFE: Shipwrecks?

Yeah, that was a special place he talked about a lot.

He said the villages left the victims to die so they

could have any pickings.

He really liked that story.

I bet there's quite a few places around here

where that happened.

He said-- he said, the rocks, they were like devil's teeth.

Wrecker's Bay.

[grunting]

DOUG: Know this place, do you, Sir?

WYCLIFFE: Helen made us trek out there

once while we were down here on holiday, if it's

the place I'm thinking of.

DOUG: What about getting the helicopter over?

WYCLIFFE: No.

The tide will be up.

Couldn't get him close enough to the cliffs.

[gasp]

[panting]

[grunting]

GARY: You're stronger than I thought.

Come on.

Up we come.

[screaming]

[gasp]

[breathing heavily]

DOUG: Is this the place?

WYCLIFFE: Yep.

DOUG: How the hell we going to get down there?

[wind blowing]

[inaudible] The path's that way.

DOUG: Hey, no.

Stay here.

Call down to them.

Just call down.

OK.

[music playing]

Lucy!

(LOUDLY) Lucy!

Go and answer him.

[inaudible]

Doug!

Oh!

Louder!

(LOUDLY) Doug!

Oh.

DOUG: Lucy, hold on.

I'm coming down.

Good.

[inaudible]

Go on. Call him.

I can't.

[sobbing]

(ANGRILY) I said call him!

(LOUDLY) Doug!

[inaudible]

[music playing]

[crash]

Come on.

Come on!

[smack]

[screaming]

Lucy!

Hang on!

[sobbing]

Lucy, where are you?

[sobbing]

Lucy!

[sobbing]

It's all right, Lucy.

[sobbing]

It's all right.

[sobbing]

Don't move.

Stay where you are.

[sobbing]

It's all right, Lucy.

[sobbing]

It's all right.

[sobbing]

[wind blowing]

LUCY: I'm sorry.

[sobbing]

I just didn't see it.

[sobbing]

WYCLIFFE: It's a very exact science, isn't it, hindsight?

[sobbing]

Hm?

[theme music]