All language subtitles for Death_In_Paradise_S11E031

The last year has seen an
exponential uptake

the next Facebook. Ooh!

Buddy Base is the brainchild

of Silicon Valley whizz-kid,
Zach Ogilvy.

I said "tech guru". I literally
wrote the copy for this.

You want me to fire someone?

Well, Buddy Base is social media
for Generation Z.

The internet can be a pretty mean
place, but we're the good guys.

We're all about the love. Oh!

Buddy Base is already one of
the most sought-after jobs...

I think we need to manage
expectations here

and that number's way too high.

One second, my kid's calling.

So, I've just optimised our
feed algorithm.

You're welcome.

In his heart, he's proud of you.

Yeah, it's totally safe jumping
out of a plane.

Mummy's done it plenty of times
before.

Actually, guys, I've not had
a huge amount of sleep.

Should I be skydiving this morning?

That a joke, Laurence?

Yeah!

Yeah, obviously I'm coming.

All right, all right,
here she is. Let's make some noise!

Sweetheart, I need to go.
I'm hanging up, OK.

Alessa, we are so proud of you.

How are you feeling?

Just so excited.
I feel so lucky to be here.

Oh, this has nothing to do
with luck.

You belong here. Let's do this,
it's initiation time!

Let's go! Woo! Woo!

Five minutes, five minutes, OK?
Buddy Base!

Hi, um, oh, sorry,
I forgot your name.

Chris. Chris, hi, sorry.

Er, just wondering, do you think
the wind might be too strong?

For the plane, no.

For your jump, no idea.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

OK, people! Listen up.

You all know that Buddy Base is
more than a company. Mm-hm.

It's family. Yes.

When we jump together, we put our
lives in each other's hands.

And that is a beautiful thing.

Alessa, as today is your first
solo skydive,

I've personally packed
this parachute for you myself.

Welcome to our family.

Welcome! Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Woo! Go! You got this.

Are you good? Yeah. All right.

Yeah!

Can't we go out with the speed gun
and do some proper police work, hm?

No, Marlon.

All right, maybe later, then.

Morning, all.
Morning, sir.

Just a reminder that we're going to
be without DS Cassell

for most of today.

She's having her assessment
for the undercover job.

Hopefully, it should be a quiet one.

Think you spoke too soon, sir.

Maybe I did speak too soon.

Saint Marie Police.
Sergeant Thomas speaking.

Saint Marie Police.
Officer Pryce speaking.

All right. And where was this?

OK. We'll head over.

Got a missing skydiver, Inspector.

Party of five did a jump
from the San Fernet Airfield.

One of them's not turned up.

Actually, Sarge. Inspector.

I think I might know where they are.

Mind your step there, Inspector.
Yep, yep.

So, who found him?

A couple on their honeymoon.
They were on a morning hike.

They were doing THIS
on their honeymoon?

So, what do we know?

I thought he must have been
blown off course

and landed heavy in these trees,
but there is more to it than that.

Well, bang goes that theory.

Come on, let's get him down.

The stab wound is in a position that

the victim couldn't possibly have
inflicted upon himself.

The knife's missing from its sheath.

Could he have been stabbed by
his own weapon?

This is definitely the guy
reported missing.

Zach Ogilvy, 28.

Resident of Palo Alto, California.

Any word from Marlon on what
the witnesses are saying happened?

Not yet, sir. He must have been
stabbed before he exited the plane.

That would make the most sense,
right?

And then managed to release his
parachute in mid-air before he died.

Unless, on the other hand, somebody
stabbed him after he landed?

He was pretty high up, though.

Hmm, I guess.

There's scratch marks
on the victim's face.

Could be possible signs
of a struggle?

Actually, paramedics reckoned
he got the scratches from

the tree branches as he hit
the canopy. Right.

We need to know what happened
on that plane.

So, the group the victim was with
are all employees of Buddy Base,

a social media website
based in Silicon Valley.

Buddy Base - have I heard of them?

Oh, it's the new Facebook, sir.
Everybody's on it. Hm.

You know, you should get on it.
I am.

And why are they on Saint Marie?

Oh, they're here
for a team-building holiday.

They're staying in a villa about
three miles from here. OK.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

You're on Buddy Base?

So why have you not sent me
a friend request?

Why haven't YOU sent me one?

I don't send friend requests.

Are you kidding me?

He was stabbed?

I don't believe it.
Do you know who did it?

Look, I know this is
all very unexpected,

but if you could just tell us what
happened this morning.

Well, I just joined the company
and, um,

the skydive's kind of
a trust exercise we do...

It's OK, Alessa. I got this.

We arrived together at the field
about 7:30.

Took off maybe 8:00, 8:15?

You were the pilot?
I was chartered for the week.

The plane and I came over
from Tobago.

So, you took off just after eight.
Yeah.

Everything was pretty routine.

Then, when we got up there, there
was a feeling the ground winds here

at the field were too high.

Zach, I think we re-route
to the other drop zone.

It has to be here.
I want to jump here!

Why was he so adamant?

Er, Zach wasn't great at being told
what to do.

He was stubborn?

No, he was just very focused
when he knew what he wanted.

In a good way.
That's why he was such a genius.

Yeah, totally.

So, what happened after that?

Zach jumped.
And the rest of us decided to wait.

You guys go ahead.
I'll catch up with you later.

Alessa, you got this.

Peace out!

Ten minutes later, we were
over the alternate drop zone.

We jumped together.
Landed fine and called a taxi back.

Which of you raised the alarm?

Er, I did. After I'd landed and
realised that Zach wasn't there.

I was worried he might have been
blown off course.

Wait. So... so what you're all
saying is, when Zach jumped,

he hadn't been stabbed?

Of course not.

What? You think one of us did it?

Seriously? We're just trying
to make sure we have all the facts.

Here's all the facts you need.
Zach was alive when he jumped.

We got the whole thing on camera.

You guys go ahead,
I'll catch up with you later.

Alessa, you got this.

Peace out!

So, he was unharmed
when he left the plane.

Which means it can't have been
anyone on the plane that did it. No.

So that means he must've been
stabbed after he'd landed in

the rainforest, right?

But how could the killer know
that's where he'd land?

The drop-zone was supposed to be
the airfield. Exactly.

It was an accident that he drifted
and landed where he did.

Also, according to the witnesses,

Zach Ogilvy didn't know anyone
on this island,

he'd never been here before.
That's right.

So that means,
if he was killed after he landed,

it was by a complete stranger.

And you'd have to be pretty unlucky,
not only to crash land a skydive,

but to also do it in the middle
of a rainforest next to

a random passer-by
who then clambers up a tree

and stabs you in the back.

Yeah, that would be pretty unlucky,
sir. It's pretty unlikely.

So then what happened?

Who stabbed our victim?

And where and when did they do it?

Look, sooner or later, it was all
going to catch up with him.

Zach Ogilvy was a bad man.

OK, see you soon.

In the morning, hopefully,
the postmortem will give us a steer

on time and place of death.

Meanwhile, all we can do is focus on
looking into the victim.

We'll get on to background
and financial checks,

and work through his email
and phone communication. Yeah.

And we'll give the victim's
personal effects

the once over at his villa.

Evening. Florence.
I didn't think we'd see you today.

I just thought I'd check my emails.

How's your day been?

Busy. Well, we're going to go
to Catherine's Bar

and get some drinks, if you fancy?

Um, you know what, I'm pretty beat.

You want to catch up with us, sir?
Yeah, I'll see you over there.

So, how was it?

Tough. I mean, really intense.

But I guess that's what
the real thing will be like, so...

Have they told you what your cover's
going to be?

I'd be working as a live-in au pair,

looking after Miranda Priestley's
daughter.

But I'm not the only one to be
considered,

so I don't know if I'll get it.

I wouldn't be so sure, DS Cassell.

Commissioner. Evening, sir.
Inspector.

The team in Jamaica have already
been in touch.

They were beyond impressed.

You mean they want me to do it?

They were in no doubt
you're the right person for the job.

Congratulations, Florence.

You have until tomorrow to decide.

I know it's a big decision,

I wish I could give you longer.

But, if you do accept the job,
they'll give you a day

to get your affairs in order
before heading off to Jamaica

and a week's training
with your handler.

And then you will be
full-time undercover.

You sure you don't want that drink?

Um... no.

The Commissioner's right,
I have some thinking to do.

You go. OK.

Oh.

Well done, DS Cassell.

You've done us proud.

Sir. All right?

About this, um, undercover job
that DS Cassell's been offered.

We're not really supposed
to be talking about that, Marlon.

Oh, yeah, of course. Totally.

But about the job.

If she decided to maybe
turn it down,

I'd like to put my name forward.

I'll pass that on.

So, you really fancy doing
undercover work, Marlon?

Yeah, if it means I don't have
to wear the uniform.

Be serious.

Aside from the plain clothes,
what would you want to do next?

I suppose, what I really want...
Yeah?

..if I really, really think
about it...

Yeah, go on.

..to finish this beer.

Cheers.

..the red button provides
the total override...

Morning. Interesting?

Sorry, sir. didn't see you there.

I was just doing some
important research.

Sir. Postmortem confirms
the scratches to Zach's face were

as a result of the branches
as he landed. As we suspected.

However, the blood results show

the scratches were inflicted
after Zach was killed.

So, he definitely wasn't stabbed
in the rainforest.

So, he died before he landed?

But we know from the video that
he wasn't stabbed inside the plane,

which means... someone murdered him
in mid-air?

So, would that mean that the sky
is our crime scene?

Which means the killer must be one
of the other skydivers, right?

But they were nowhere near
the victim when they jumped.

All right, let's go over
this one more time. OK.

Right. So this is Saint Marie,
right? Ish.

This is San Fernet airfield,
where the plane took off

around 10:15am and began to climb
to 10,000 feet.

Yeah, and the GA8 Airvan has

an optimal climb rate
of 1,600 feet per minute!

Sorry, I just went through
a bit of a rabbit hole.

Thanks, Marlon. So, six minutes
later, when the plane reached

10,000 feet, Zach jumped.

Peace out!

He was carried by high winds

until he landed here,

in a remote area of the rainforest,
two miles from the airfield.

Now, the other suspects travelled
all the way over to here,

six miles away from where
we found the victim's body,

where they landed safely.

Which leaves the pilot, who brought
the plane back to the airfield,

where he landed and raised
the alarm.

So, which of these suspects could
possibly have killed the victim?

Man, I'd really love to skydive.

Do you fancy it, sir?

Do I strike you as a man who would
fancy skydiving, Marlon?

Fair enough, fair enough.

Right. So if we can't make sense
of exactly how one of

the suspects killed the victim,

then let's at least try and find
a reason why.

So, let's start with this guy,
Laurence Terry.

Uh, a Cambridge University graduate
with an IQ of 173.

Of all the others, he's the only one
with a criminal record.

Assault and Battery.

It was a road rage incident
a few months ago in California.

He was handed a three-month sentence

suspended on condition he attended
anger management counselling.

And I've put out a call
to the counsellor,

but she hasn't got back yet.

OK. Well, let's see what comes back.
Chad Burinksi.

Zach's best friend.

They studied at Harvard together

and set up Buddy Base
while still in their third year.

Alessa Park was the new girl.

Graduated with a double first
in computer science.

The skydive was her initiation.

Katie Kellar was the company's
in-house lawyer.

She's the only one of the group
who's married with a family.

Uh, sorry, I need to take this.

So, that just leaves us
with the pilot.

Captain Chris Darlow
from Saffron Walden in the UK.

He's a retired airline pilot,
moved to Tobago three years ago.

Now flies local tourist planes.

Well, admittedly,
he's our least likely suspect.

It's pretty difficult to murder
a man mid-skydive

when you were piloting the plane
he jumped out of.

Yeah, but as the others appear
to have alibis as well.

I guess we can't rule him out.

OK. So, that was the counsellor.

Seems that Laurence Terry
has some serious issues.

She was pretty surprised
when I said he was even here.

She doesn't think he should
be skydiving?

She doesn't think he should spend
another second with Zach.

Laurence blames him for his arrest

and that Zach had him under
intolerable work pressure.

She said that Zach had Laurence
close to his breaking point.

Huh.

Zach pushed me to achieve things
I never thought possible.

Like assault? That was my fault.

Actually, Zach saved me.

He posted bail, gave me use of
the company lawyers.

I was nearly kicked out the country,
but he pulled some strings.

Your therapist recommended you
take time off, but you wouldn't.

She said you admitted to regularly
working 16-hour days at Buddy Base.

That's my choice.
We could set our own hours.

Yeah, well, that's the trick,
though, isn't it?

You tell people they can leave when
they want to

and then no-one wants to be
the first to go.

It becomes a competition.

I mean, look, even now,

a day after Zach was murdered,
you still can't stop.

I can stop any time I want.

Mr Terry.

Laurence, it's OK.

There's no-one watching.

He demanded absolute loyalty.

So why didn't anyone jump with him
from the plane?

The ground winds were gusting
at 26 knots.

None of us have jumped in conditions
like that.

We were all scared and no-one wanted

to be the one to say something.

Finally, Katie stepped up.

I think we re-route
to the other drop zone.

These coastal winds are super high.

He demanded more than loyalty,
though, didn't he?

It was your life,
he demanded everything.

Isn't that right?

I wouldn't hurt him.

We all loved Zach.

Do yourself a favour, Mr Terry,
take a few days off.

This guy was seriously loaded.

Four different banking apps
on his phone.

Wasn't even 30 yet.

He knew what he wanted from life.

Uh-huh.

Have you got any plans, Marlon?

Actually, I do.

After I watched all the videos
on planes,

I found out there are thousands
of videos on barbecuing.

Barbecuing? It's a whole new world.

This one guy made one
out of an old rubbish bin.

Sometimes, Sarge, you just got to
sit back and let things happen.

What? You don't believe in
happy accidents?

I've just always liked to plan.

Hmm, that's interesting.

Five recorded voice memos.

All recorded over the last few days.

Wonder what they are.

Zach, come on.
This was fun but I have a family.

It's over when I say it's over.
Don't be like that...

Katie, I'm not letting you
go back to him.

Katie Kellar? She was clearly more
than just his lawyer.

There are four more recordings,
pretty much like that.

So she and Zach were having an
affair and she wanted to end it.

But why was he recording her?
I checked his call history, sir.

Take a look.

Let's go talk to her. Good work.

For the record, it meant nothing.

Why do it, then?
You had it all to lose.

I don't know. Two people away
from home a lot,

comfort in a strange bed.

But you must've been concerned
when he refused to end it?

Zach was the smartest person
I've ever met,

but, emotionally, he was immature.

So, he couldn't stand being told
it was over.

Is that why he was recording you?

You tell me.

According to his call history,
Mrs Kellar,

the night before Zach died,

he made a call to your home number
in California.

Now, why would he do that when you
were here on Saint Marie with him?

He was threatening to tell
my husband everything.

You're worried about your husband
finding out. Let's call him.

No. Zach, please!

So, he was about to ruin your life.

You had to do something.

I know how it looks.

But I wouldn't have needed to kill
Zach to keep him quiet. No?

I'm the company lawyer.

Let's just say, it was better
for Zach to keep me on-side.

So you know which skeletons are
in which closets, so to speak?

Is that what you're saying?

He was never going to tell
my husband.

He just liked to play games.

Excuse me.

So, it seems the truth about Zach
is much darker than we thought.

Clearly, not a nice guy.

Well, we may be getting closer to
working out

why someone would want
to try and kill him, but we're

still a long way from working out
how they did it.

Zach Ogilvy left the plane unharmed.

By the time he reached the ground,
he'd been stabbed.

Huh.

And our five suspects were
nowhere near him the entire time.

Hmm. How does that happen?

Let's think about it overnight,
we'll pick this up in the morning.

Get some rest, guys.

OK, listen up. The board held
an EGM this evening.

And, well, they voted unanimously
to appoint me as Zach's successor.

OK.

I know, we all loved Zach
and this is super hard.

We've all got to pull together.

Do this for him, yeah?

Commissioner.

If I didn't know better, I'd say,

you are avoiding me, DS Cassell.

I don't think I'm going to do it,
sir.

Can I ask why?

I want to. I want the challenge.

Usually I would jump at this, but...

..something inside is
holding me back.

And I don't know what it is.

You really don't know?

Maybe we should go for a drive, hm?

If my suggesting you
for the Miranda Priestley case

has caused you some anguish...

..I sincerely apologise.

I would have been annoyed
if you hadn't put me forward.

But do you think maybe
this... this place,

what happened here,
that's what's stopping you?

Patrice!

It's me.

Look, whatever it is, I can help,
OK?

Just... just talk to me.

Do you know something
about Harrison?

That day will always be referred to

as the day Patrice was shot.

When you hear that,

is there something else you think,
but never say?

So was I. Hm.

All the nightmares I have,

are about myself
and what happened to me.

I feel so ashamed to say this.

DI Mooney found you just in time.

You were dying.

Very few people know
what that feels like.

You are a fine officer, DS Cassell.

There will be other opportunities.

I really want this job,
but I feel angry with myself

for being so afraid.

Don't be.

Fear is good.

Fear can keep you safe.

But it can imprison you.

I can hold off the team in Jamaica
a little while longer.

Thank you, sir.

Sooner or later,
you are going to have to deal

with what's holding you back.

If not now, then another time.

You have to be completely sure.

Whatever you decide,
you have my total support.

Morning. Morning, Florence.

Everything OK? Yes, thank you.

I've got a little bit longer
to think about it.

Sure, that makes sense.

It's a big decision. Yeah.

If there's anything you need,
as a friend, I'm... just here.

Thank you.

I've been going through
the victim's emails and...

Mr Darlow. Uh, can we help you?

Just wondering if there's any news
on when you might release the plane.

Saint Marie skydiving centre
have enquired about leasing it.

I don't think you should be
flying while

the investigation's still ongoing.

Oh, they don't want me,
they just want the plane.

And my bosses are keen cos planes
on the ground do not make money.

Well, not yet, I'm afraid. Sure.

I did tell them
it's a bloody crime scene. Is it?

Well, potentially. Who knows?

Oh, well. Give us a bell,
as and when.

Nothing.

If he was stabbed inside the plane,

there'd be a speck of blood
somewhere. It depends.

Don't forget the knife was left in,
which would stem the blood.

Marlon, did you move any
of those parachutes?

Uh, negative.

Strange. Hm.

Huh. That's interesting.

What's that?

Zach received an email last week
from a private security company.

Surveillance reports. Attached
are pictures of Alessa Park.

What kind of pictures?
Nothing really, just her eating

at a restaurant, walking on
the beach. He was spying on her?

Well, he must have thought
she was up to something,

but, looking at the pictures,
I can't see what.

Oh.

Hi, Naomi, go ahead.

Sir, how many parachutes
are at the lab? Uh, five.

The ones the team used for the jump.

The manifest lists 14 parachutes
of various sizes.

But there's only... eight
on these rails.

If five are at the lab,
then where's the missing parachute?

Did someone else jump from
the aircraft that day?

We would have seen them on
the head-cam footage.

Could someone have jumped
from a different plane? Who?

Uh, good catch, Naomi, well done.
We'll get back to that.

Meanwhile, can you get over
to the villa where the suspects
are staying?

I need you and Marlon
to keep an eye on Alessa Park.

Just see what her movements are.
Got it, sir.

What's cooking?
We're going on surveillance.

Yeah!

So, I dug out some of my
old training brochures last night.

Thought I'd bring them in.

Maybe something might take
your interest.

Like I said, I'm not really
a planning sort of guy.

Do you never think about where you
want to be in the next five years?

Sarge, I'm just happy
to be where I am now.

Not that long ago, you'd see me
in a car with a cop

and I'm in the backseat
wearing handcuffs.

Sorry, I didn't mean to be pushy.

No, it's cool. It's cool,
just growing up for me was

just about the day-to-day hustle.

You never set goals for yourself?

Yeah. Make enough money
to buy my little sister dinner.

Didn't think too far past that.

You know what, whatever you do, I
think you're going to be just fine.

Right, that's her.

OK, leave a gap,
don't let her see you. Hm?

It's all right, Marlon.
I did a course on this.

Damn it.

We need to know what she's up
to in there.

Leave it to me.

Sorted. How did you do that?

I just said it was your birthday.

We're going undercover.

How was your food, darling?

Yes. Fine.

Marlon, listen to me.

Don't do anything to draw any
attention to yourself, OK?

What's going on? She has a guest.

I don't know who she is.

I think they've met before.

What are they saying? Can't tell?

I'm trying to lip read.

They're doing a lot of nodding.

Now she's showing Alessa something.

Marlon!

Don't look around.

She can't know we're here.

You're not exactly being subtle,
though, are you?

It's OK, she can't see me.

Right, let's keep it cool, now,
yeah?

Low profile.

Happy birthday to you...

Wow, what a service.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear...

She's, um, she's not great
with birthdays.

Stop!

Who were you talking to?

Just a friend.

You really think I'm buying that?

All right. Call your boss.

We ID'd the woman you were talking
to. She's a journalist.

Were you passing on information?

Just, you know,
gossip from the inside.

Her name's Maddy Mackintosh.

She's written a string of articles
about Buddy Base.

And it wasn't gossip.

When I was a student,
I idolised Zach.

I wrote my dissertation on him.

So, this was my dream job.

Soon after I started at Buddy Base,

I realised it wasn't as chilled
as people made out.

There was a culture of long hours.
You know, work till you drop.

People were sleeping in bathrooms.

And it was all coming from Zach?

You clock up 80 hours in a week,
your name goes on the wall.

One guy worked three years
without missing a day.

Zach gave him a car.

This is what you were exposing?

I met an ex-programmer
in a bar one night.

She was drunk and she opened up.

Turns out that, not long before I
started at Buddy Base, someone died.

How? He was a young guy,
utterly exhausted, driving home.

Crashed his car.

He hadn't been to bed for 48 hours.

She said Zach made a big show
of grieving as a family.

But, a week later,
no-one talked about him.

So you wanted to expose Zach
to stop this from happening again?

Yeah.

Alessa, Zach was clearly suspicious
of you.

If he'd found out you'd been leaking
his secrets, a powerful man

like him with his legal team,
he could've stopped you publishing.

But now he's dead,
you can print what you want. No.

No. It wasn't me that killed him.

I hate that he's dead
because he gets away with it now.

And that's not right.

A day like today's... Hey, guys.

Sir, Sarge, Chad Burinski's
doing a press conference.

And he was my friend.

The world has been robbed
of a genuinely brilliant man.

I really believe that.

The Commissioner called.

It seems that Buddy Base's new CEO

Wanted him to sign
a non-disclosure agreement

relating to Zach's murder.

A new CEO? Huh.

And what did the Commissioner say?

Well, he said no. Hm.

Actually, he told them to... So...

..what exactly is Chad
trying to hide?

Well, Chad and Zach started
the company together.

If anyone knows about Zach's
indiscretions, it's Chad.

He won't want anything else damaging
to come out. Hm.

The share price is bouncing back.

Zach's death has worked out well
for Mr Burinski.

We need to talk to him. Let's go.

Well, thank you for talking to us.
Of course. You want a soda?

Oh, no, fine thank you, I'm...

Hey, Laurence, grab a couple
of sodas, would you?

We understand that you've been voted
in as Zach's replacement.

Must be a difficult time
to take over.

Can I let you in on a secret?

I'm terrified.

Why is your office pressuring us
to sign an NDA?

They did that?

I'm sorry, let me make a call.

We're also aware that there
are certain rumours about Zach.

A lot of rumours that could be
damaging to the company.

You guys have been talking
to Maddy Mackintosh, right?

Oh, you know about her? Oh, yeah,

Zach read everything written
about him. He was obsessed.

All she has is a bunch
of baseless accusations about Zach.

Uh, no, thank you.

They're not exactly baseless,
though, are they?

And we know there were more
to come. A lot more.

You're not worried about what will
happen when they come to light? No.

Because Zach's dead?
Because they're not true.

Mr Burinski, I don't believe you.

Maddy Mackintosh was onto
something about Zach that would have

huge implications for Buddy Base.

With respect, it's a compelling
reason for you to have killed him.

You're suggesting I killed my best
friend, "with respect"?

And to suggest Zach was killed
to mitigate bad press is insane.

Not if the rumours were so toxic

that it'd cause untold damage
to the company.

Look, no-one needed to kill Zach,

because, as soon as this
story broke, he was gone.

Buddy Base was about to sever
all ties with him.

Isn't it HIS company?

It was until we went public.

Then he became answerable
to a board. You can talk to them.

We came up with a plan to sack Zach
six months ago.

I thought he was your best friend?
This is business.

You act fast, cut the cancer.

Keep the wheels moving till
the share price recovers.

I'll go make that call.

Not long before I started
at Buddy Base, someone died.

Let's see.

Is that..?

I did tell them
it's a bloody crime scene.

..the pilot?

It's pretty difficult to murder
a man mid-skydive when you

were piloting the plane
he jumped out of.

Hmm.

So, I spoke to the airline.

It's definitely him in the photo.

He took compassionate leave
and then never came back.

Mr Darlow?

It's Pockford.

Mr Pockford.

Mr Pockford.

Mr Pockford?

Hello?

I'm not sure what we're looking for.

How could he have killed Zach from
the cockpit? I've no idea.

But it can't be coincidence
he was flying their plane.

Sir, I found this at the back
of the wardrobe.

A parachute? You think it's the one
missing from the hangar?

Could be? I'm not sure.

OK, now I'm sure,
the lines have been cut.

So, there wasn't another skydiver?

No, but why is it here?

Morning, Mr Pockford.

Shall we have a chat?

Why did you take a parachute
from the airfield?

And why have all its lines
been cut?

Because I tried to kill Zach.

Because of Jamie, your son.

Zach caused his death.

No, Jamie was killed in a car crash.
He didn't.

He was dead already before
the crash.

We paid for a private postmortem.

He had a cardiac arrest
while he was driving.

That's why he hit the other car.

Tell us about your son.

He was a lovely boy.

Bright, caring.

Landing that job in America
straight out of university.

It was a dream come true.

You must have been very proud.

Oh, so proud.

Once he moved out there, his
phone calls became less frequent.

I knew something wasn't right.

And his flatmate told us in
the week leading up to his death,

he hadn't been at home at all.

He'd been sleeping at the office.

And you blamed Zach for this?
Absolutely.

The postmortem discovered
a pre-existing heart condition

that would have shown up on the
medical that he did when he joined.

So, Zach knew.

Still, he pushed and pushed!

So, you were angry with Zach
and you blamed him, I get that.

What I'm less clear on is how you

ended up flying him around
Saint Marie.

My marriage broke up after
Jamie's death.

I wanted a complete change.

I'd flown to the Caribbean a lot,
loved it here.

So, I bought myself a place
in Tobago.

And, then, when the charter came in,
well, I couldn't believe it.

It was like fate.

You've been flying them round
all week.

What were you waiting for?

I didn't plan to kill him at first.

I just wanted to, you know...

..make him admit his part in
Jamie's death.

I couldn't seem to find
the right moment.

And as the week went on...

..I saw first-hand how arrogant
he was.

How he spoke to his staff.

I wanted to hurt him.

The day before their last jump...

..I had keys to the hangar.

I let myself in.

How did you know it was Zach's?

The parachutes are designated

to each skydiver
depending on their weight.

So, he used the same parachute
throughout the week.

But Zach wasn't wearing this
parachute when he jumped?

Because I woke up
the following morning, hungover.

And I thought about Jamie.

What he'd think about what I'd done.

And I went early to the airfield,

found the chute that I'd damaged
and hid it in the car.

So, Zach used a spare? I suppose.

He didn't say anything.

They all went up as usual.
The rest you know.

Zach jumped at the airfield,
the others inland.

I landed back at the airfield,
realised that Zach was missing.

I knew something bad had happened
so I called the police.

Bit of a coincidence, though,
isn't it?

The day you changed your mind about
killing Zach,

someone else does it for you.

I don't know what to say...

..except maybe there's a God
up there after all.

So, Chris Darlow has admitted
to trying to kill Zach,

but that he changed his mind.

Now, he can't have killed him
while he was flying the plane.

So, that brings us back to
the other four skydivers.

All of whom have been alibied by
a video that shows the last time

they were with Zach, he hadn't been
stabbed. And we know

from the postmortem that he can't

have been killed after he landed in
those trees.

So, we are back to the only possible
explanation - that he was stabbed,

all alone, in mid-air.

Did we release the plane?
Yesterday, sir. Huh.

It's the only way.
Sir, where are you going?

I'm going to inspect the
crime scene. I'll text you!

Marlon, are you there yet?
Just arrived.

Do you know what the inspector's
got planned?

I do now.

Uh, one, one second, Naomi.

I thought you said you're terrified
of heights, sir?

Don't try and talk me out of this,
Marlon. Oh, no, I'm not.

This is going to be hilarious!

I want the others to see this,
hold on. Naomi, I'm going to

put you on video call.
No, don't do that!

No way, sir. Are you actually going
to do a skydive?

Look, if the crime scene's
in mid-air,

someone's going to have to go
and inspect it.

You really don't have to do this,
sir.

Florence, if there's one thing
I've learned since I arrived in

Saint Marie, is that you've got
to face your fears head on.

You're right, sir.

We do.

Hey, good luck, sir. Peace out.

Don't worry, sir,

I'm sure lots of people faint on
their first skydive, yeah,

but probably not before the plane's
taken off, though.

I think it must have been
the harness, Marlon. Hmm.

It was too tight.
Mm-hm, yeah, I'm sure you're right.

Yes, that's what it was.

Listen, you can try again
if you want to.

The plane will be back on
the ground in about ten minutes.

Really? Ten minutes? Yeah. Oh.

The GA8 Airvan has superb take-off
and landing capabilities.

It's up and down in no time.

Marlon, that's it.

Alessa, you've got this!

So, he died before he landed?

Ten minutes later, we were
over the alternate drop zone.

We jumped together, landed fine.

I knew something bad had happened
so I called the police.

There's a culture of long hours.
You know, work till you drop.

Emotionally, he was immature.

Are you OK, sir?

Look, put your head between your
legs and you'll be fine, OK?

No, I'm not going to faint.
I think I've just solved the case!

Oh...

Ooh!

To everyone outside the company,

Buddy Base was the most amazing
place to work.

Zach Ogilvy was revered.
He was herald as a genius.

But Zach ran his company
with a culture of fear.

He wasn't a talisman, he was a
bully, pushing people to the limits.

The wheels were already in motion
to get rid of him.

And, in the end, one of you did.

This video shows Zach leaving
all of you alive.

We know he'd been stabbed

and was dead by the time
he landed in the tree. How?

Because this wasn't the last flight
Zach took.

Was it...

..Chris?

Sorry, Mike.

What are you talking about?

Well, they say that the most
convincing lies contain

a grain of truth.

This morning, you told us you were
possessed with a desire

to avenge the death of your son.
True.

That you went to the airfield
the night before the jump

and sabotaged Zach's parachute.
True.

That you woke up the next day
and hurried to the airfield

to swap Zach's parachute
before he could use it.

False. You had no change of heart.

The only reason Zach didn't jump

with that damaged chute
was because he was on to you.

Now, we know that Zach obsessively

read any story he could find
about himself.

Zach read everything written about
him, he was obsessed.

And Zach's browsing history shows
that he knew exactly who you were

the moment he laid eyes on you.

He didn't confront you
because he was waiting for you
to make the first move.

We know he liked to be
one step ahead.

But when he found that
damaged parachute,

he knew exactly
who was responsible.

Now, why he didn't confront you
there and then,

we'll probably never know, but
my guess is that he wanted to see

the look on your face
when you landed

and he was standing there
waiting for you.

He was never blown off course.

Zach was an experienced skydiver.

He landed exactly
where he was meant to.

And, when you landed, there he was,

standing, waiting for you.

Surprised?

The man who'd bullied your son
to death.

Your son, Jamie,
with his bright future

and the world at his feet.

He killed my boy!

And so you killed him.

He just stood there, smirking at me.

He couldn't even say sorry!

I didn't kill your kid.
He had a heart defect.

You can't blame me for bad genetics.
And I lost it.

You knew about it!

I don't really remember
what happened.

Somehow I got hold of his knife
and we struggled and then...

I don't know.

You knew it wouldn't be long before
the rest of the party returned.

So you had to get rid of the body.

But how could you get move
Zach's body as far away as possible

in the shortest time?

Well, by flying him, of course.

And, thanks to Marlon's
little side-track a few days ago,

we know more about the aircraft
than we ever thought we'd need to.

Particularly, its superb...

Short take-off and landing
capabilities.

Exactly.

You cleaned the knife for prints,

but left it in to prevent any blood
spurting out.

You put his body back on
the plane and took off again.

In under five minutes, you were back
in the air and two miles inland.

You engaged the autopilot.

Walked back into the cabin and
pushed Zach's body out of the door.

It looked like exactly what everyone
thought would happen did happen.

Zach got blown off course
by the strong winds.

How the knife got in him
didn't matter.

We would be so baffled by it all,
we could never pin it on you.

You did raise the alarm, but only

after you'd already dumped
Zach's body.

The call came in at 9:20.

Plenty of time
for a quick second trip.

I guess you achieved
what you set out to -

avenging the death of your son.

But I don't entirely think it's made
you feel any better.

I'm sorry.

But he was my boy and he killed him.

I suppose I can't call.
Not for a while. Hm.

You're going to be fine, you know?
Oh, yeah, I know.

It's you I'm worried about.

No more skydiving, OK?

Yeah, if you insist.

Uh...

You're sure about this?
Cos, you know,

Marlon's expressed an interest.

I'm sure.

Better not keep them waiting.
No, sir.

They're an excellent department,
you're in safe hands.

I'll be back before you know it.

Oh, yes, it's not au revoir,
is it?

It's... it's just a bientot, right?

Voila. Go get 'em.

Bye, Neville.

Sir.

What on earth?

Hey, hey!

What's going on?

You're just in time, sir.
Thanks, Naomi.

Marlon's Trash Can Chicken?

Well, I decided to take some
of your advice and set a goal.

I'm a man of many skills.

Or happy accidents.

Hey, works for me.

I propose a toast. To DS Cassell.

Sir.

She set off OK?
Yeah, yeah, all good.

I wouldn't have let her go
if I wasn't totally sure.

I know, sir. I know.

All right! Who's ready
for some trash can chicken?

You know what, Marlon?

That looks pretty good.

Marlon? Mm-hm.

Isn't that the trash can
belonging to the station?

Mm...

So? Mm-hm.

Ready for this, DS Cassell?

There's been something of
a development.

Sir. Is Florence all right?
She's fine.

What if someone she knows sees her,
blows her cover?

It's a hell of a risk.

Miranda lives in a very dark place.

And you're better as far away from
here as you can get.

Miranda is lying.

I heard a gunshot
at just gone midnight.

There's something
you're not telling me

and I want to know what it is.

I'm a police officer.

On your knees, DS Cassell.

No, no, no, no, no!