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The spring rises

in my aunt's garden...

In her garden.

And she has the legal right

to sell the rights

to that spring water...

It's all about the rights.

...to whichever company

she chooses!

But, Angela,

she does not have the right

to grant access to the

water company's tankers.

- That's right!

- You're wrong!

She's not wrong.

She's right!

Angela, they've already

started moving in

as if they own the place.

Earlier I was almost run over

by one of their trucks!

You can't block

my aunt's commercial rights.

It seems to me --

if I can interject here...

Get on with it!

As a parish council,

we are still split

on whether to grant access

through the village

to the water company's tankers.

Oh, and once again we're being

chaired by Robert Struthers

from the Institute for Stating

the Bleeding Obvious.

We are only split, Robert,

because you haven't voted yet.

And you've got

the casting vote here.

Indeed I do.

So, what decision

have you come to?

I will consider overnight...

...and I will inform you all

in the morning.

Are you the gentleman

that called 999?

- Yes.

- What happened, Mr. Allen?

I got up early to walk the dog.

I found him lying here.

Well, who is he?

He's Robert Struthers, the

chairman of the parish council.

His head's been smashed in.

Roy, my darling!

I'm just off to the pub.

How are you?

We've had a call, Aggie,

from your neck of the woods.

A firm called Ancombe Water

need some local P.R.

to deal with

a bit of negative publicity.

So?

Well, we're a bit, um,

snowed under at the moment,

and I thought you might like

a little freelance job.

No.

It'll just be a week,

well paid,

and I'll get lots of brownie

points for bringing you in.

No, Roy.

The only points I'm interested

in tonight are at the pub quiz.

James has asked me personally

to be on his team.

Will you at least think about

the P.R. job?

I already have.

The answer is no.

Evesham Police

are investigating

the suspicious death

of Robert Struthers.

- In a macabre twist...

- Sorry I'm late.

Shh!

Here it is.

...on the day he was due to

rule on whether to grant access

to the Ancombe Water Company

to bottle the water.

- Ancombe Water Company?

- Shh!

- Shh yourself.

- ...childhood friend Ron Allen.

It was a total shock.

I've had personal relations

with the corpse

for the past 60 years.

He's gonna regret that phrase

when he hears it back.

This is Sean Ferguson...

Sounds like murder to me.

Large glass of pinot grigio,

please.

You should get your

detective hat on, Agatha.

There's been bad blood

between Ron Allen

and Robert Struthers

for years.

They hated each other.

Oh, I've had quite enough of

getting involved with murders,

thank you very much.

What time

does the quiz start?

- Any minute now.

- Good.

Fancy another, Gene?

So the parish council would have

broken up at about 9:30.

And what time was the body

was discovered?

6:30 in the morning.

Oh.

Are you quizzing tonight

as well, Mary?

Oh, um, I'm sorry, Agatha,

but I'm afraid you're gonna have

to be on a team on your own.

James has press-ganged me

into doing some detecting

about the murder.

Oh, you don't mind, do you?

Struthers was an acquaintance

of sorts.

Seems only right

that I should

try and get to the bottom

of this.

I think he just wants

a secretary, actually.

How do you know

it was murder?

How do you know

he didn't just fall over

and bang his head

on a large rock?

Well that's what

we're gonna try and find out.

Good luck with the quiz.

Listen up, everybody.

Round one is

"microwaved meals you can buy

in the village shop."

Which brand of lasagna

contains only 5% meat

and can be found in the

left-hand side of the freezer?

Roy.

About that job in Ancombe.

I forgot you were always late

for pitch meetings.

Rule number one --

Always make the client think

you're far too important

for them.

It's how Sun Tzu said you should

command armies

in "The Art of War."

Or you could just try being on

time and being nice to people.

Hello.

Agatha Raisin and Roy Silver

here to see Guy Freemont.

Oh, right.

This way.

Sorry for the mess.

We only got possession

of these offices yesterday.

That's a natty little jacket,

Mrs. Raisin.

My grandmother's

got one of those.

Mr. Freemont is in here.

Why aren't the police saying?

Well, of course

murder affects us.

I'm trying to launch

a health product.

Guy.

Agatha Raisin and Roy Silver.

P.R.

Okay.

Thanks, Portia.

Look, um, I've got to go.

I'll speak to you later.

Cheers.

Was Robert Struthers murdered?

Not even my local press contacts

can find out.

Get me D.C. Bill Wong.

Well, you have got

one big problem Mr. Freemont.

I've got more than one.

With the parish council

unable to decide,

there's going to be

a public meeting tonight

on whether to grant access

to your truck.

Yeah, I know.

So I have arranged for us

to speak at this meeting.

If you don't win this vote,

nothing else matters.

Hi, Bill.

Bear with.

Aggie.

One sec.

Was it murder at Ancombe?

Well, we're not releasing

that information yet, Agatha.

Oh, just tell me, Bill.

Yes.

Forensics can prove

that he was killed elsewhere

and his body dumped

by the spring.

- But --

And if you do win the vote,

you have then got to cope

with marketing a product

from a spring

with a murdered body in it.

This is a disaster.

No, this is

an opportunity, Guy.

We need to capitalize

on the media attention

around this murder

and launch as quickly

as possible.

Well, we've, um --

We've had an idea of how

to launch, haven't we, Portia?

We're going to have a party

on a boat in the Thames.

Ha ha.

Well, that's a terrible idea.

Was it yours?

We need

to emphasize wholesomeness,

everything that is desirable

about the Cotswolds.

And we need to have a perfect

village fete in Ancombe itself.

You won't get London journalists

up for that.

We will if I get the Rosy Girls

to play a gig at the fete.

You can get the Rosy Girls?

Two of them

are from the Cotswolds.

They've got

a very wholesome image.

Perfect for you.

We need to move quickly.

We need to launch while Ancombe

is still in the news.

And we need to have

a huge celebrity party

just to get all the locals

on side.

Great.

- Barry...

When do we start?

7:30. Tonight.

At the village meeting.

I shall see you there.

Wow.

Thank you, everyone.

Robert...

We will miss you.

Now, please...

Hello, everyone.

I moved here from London --

Why don't you go back there?!

Why don't you leave her alone,

you shrew?

I moved here from London

last year

to get away from

choking traffic

and, um, flight paths.

The point is,

heavy-goods vehicles

aggravate asthma, emphysema,

and cancer.

Now, I appeal to you,

democratically,

to vote against

these vehicles

and for the Cotswolds

way of life.

Bravo.

Well said, girl.

- Come on, love.

- You must say something.

Robina Toynbee.

Julia, the thing is,

it's not a democracy, love.

It just isn't.

The water is mine to sell.

Course it is.

Agatha Raisin,

Ancombe Water Company.

Ah.

Thank you.

I've got a question

for everyone.

Would it make a difference

if the water

was taken from the well

by 7:00 every morning?

Why would that

make a difference?

So as not to disturb

village life.

So that

from 7:00 every morning,

the spring and the roads

are there for everyone.

Because that's what

Guy Freemont's offering.

Guy.

Thanks.

Guy Freemont also aims

to launch Ancombe Water

at a village fete

showcasing all that is

good and healthy

about this beautiful place --

your crafts,

your -- your farm foods.

A fete that will attract

the attention

of the entire country

and bring money

flooding into your pocket.

And also featuring...

...a performance

by the Rosy Girls.

Oh!

We like them, don't we?

So come along, everyone.

Let us vote to put

this petty bickering behind us

and shine a light

on all that is good.

So all those in favor

of granting access

to the water company?

Let's have a show of hands.

- Aye!

- Aye!

- Aye!

- Aye!

I'll let you have that.

What are you doing here,

Mrs. Raisin?

Working for the water company,

Mr. Wilkes.

Mm-hmm.

As long as that's all it is.

And what are they doing here?

Asking nosy questions

about the murder.

- Who said it was murder?

- No one.

He's got this new strategy that

he saw on an episode of "Morse."

He's not

declaring it's murder,

and he's keeping

the forensic evidence quiet,

hoping to

catch the killer out.

What forensic evidence?

Well, we think

someone ran a vacuum cleaner

over Robert Struthers

after he died.

- A vacuum cleaner?

- Yeah.

He was spotless

apart from...

...a white Persian cat hair.

Can I please steal you?

Thank you.

You were amazing, Agatha.

You were fantastic.

You were fantastic.

I cannot tell you

how many months

I've been trying to get

a decision out of them,

and you walked up there,

looking gorgeous...

- Did I?

- Yeah, you looked gorgeous.

And you got it through.

You're awesome.

Sorry.

Oh, that's okay.

Uh...

No one minded.

One more?

Here, what if

we solved this murder?

Together, you and me.

The publicity it would get would

be astronomical for the firm.

And free.

No, Agatha, this murder's

really shaken me up.

If there wasn't so much

of my brother's money invested,

I'd walk away.

I'm beginning to wish I'd never

got involved in the first place.

Your brother?

Yeah, I've got three older

brothers out in Hong Kong.

They run this firm of traders

out there.

Really successful.

They're funding

the water company for me.

So, as my heartless P.R.,

I appreciate what you're saying,

but let's leave it

to the police.

Oh, okay.

Um...

Do you, um...

I'm just gonna say it.

Would you like to come in

for a drink?

Yes.

But I'm not going to.

'Cause I'll probably want to

come in a little bit too much.

Okay.

Bye.

Here on the savanna,

it's eat or die.

She has to eat

to provide for her children.

What?

We need to investigate

this murder, Gem.

Oh.

That's Mrs. Jakes, that is --

my great-great-great --

No, hang on.

My great-great-great-great-

great-great ancestor,

who first channeled the spring

through the wall

for the benefit

of the village poor.

- How many "greats"?

- Six.

Now, of course, every family

in the village is poor.

Unless you come from London.

That's why

Angela and Andy

wanted to find a buyer

for the water.

- Was it their idea?

- Oh, yes.

And I don't even like them both

very much.

Now, I hear there was an

argument at the parish council

the night Robert died.

There was always a ding-dong

at the council.

Robert could never

make a decision.

Did you know which way

he was gonna vote?

Uh, Robert was gonna vote

for us, wasn't he, love?

He had told you as much

after the meeting.

Why are you asking,

Mrs. Raisin?

Just trying to work out if

there was any truth to the rumor

that Ron and Robert

hated each other.

Is there any truth in the rumor

around the village this morning

that Robert was murdered?

Yeah, that's what we heard,

yeah.

Listen, we don't for a second

think that Ron murdered him,

but he'd hated him

ever since they were kids.

They both fell in love

with the same girl.

- Who married Robert.

- Because he had more money.

Does Ron have a Persian cat?

You're the second person

who's asked about Persian cats

this morning.

Who's the other one?

- Oh, that Mary Fortune.

- Mr. Allen?

What's that?

That is a visual impression

of an individual

we believe

played a pivotal role

in the murder

of Robert Struthers.

Murder?

Yes.

Are you sure?

- Are you all right, Mr. Allen?

- I'll have to sit down.

Careful now.

Just try and breathe slowly.

I just can't believe it.

Do you know this individual?

No.

Ron, can you tell us

of your movements

after the parish council

broke up?

Well, I came back here,

went to bed.

Got up at 6:00 in the morning

to walk the dog.

Like I always do.

Is that it?

Yes.

Izzy's the reason

I moved out here.

Why?

She had chronic asthma

when we were in London.

Oh, 'cause of the traffic?

She's certainly not as bad

out here.

So is that why you spoke up

against the trucks?

These businesses don't care

who they walk over.

They just want to make money.

My husband and I live apart

during the week,

all so that Izzy can grow up

in the fresh air.

And now we're going to

have to move.

Again.

How do you think

Robert Struthers

would have voted

if he hadn't died?

He told me

straight after the meeting

that he was going to vote

against the trucks.

- Talk for long?

- Five minutes.

I had to be back by 10:00

for the babysitter.

You see this Snapchat?

One of these groups

must be lying.

Robert wouldn't have told both

he was going to vote with them.

Yes, I thought

of that yesterday, actually.

And the Buckleys' is the only

alibi that's solid because --

It's rock solid, yes,

because they had to get back

and lock up the pub.

J-Just what

I was going to say.

Why don't we ask those girls

who the babysitters are

in the village?

Then we can find out --

We can confirm if Julia got back

at 10:00 like she said she did.

Gosh, I am good at this.

Come on, Watson.

Why am I Watson?

Why can't I be Holmes?

So we've got 37 journalists

and TV crews --

all confirmed --

32 of them from entertainment.

For the Rosy Girls?

Yes, but they will be performing

in front of the company's logo,

so the product will get

plenty of attention.

I've also sent complimentary

supplies to top London hotels

and local pubs within 50 miles.

I think you’re gonna get

international coverage as well,

so when you expand

into those markets,

you're already going to be

way ahead of the game.

Are you even

listening to me?

No.

I was thinking about

our kiss.

Oh!

What are you doing?

Uh, put-- putting

the bin bag out.

I've got some fresh coffee on.

Come on.

Did you see

Guy Freemont stayed the night?

Did he?

Oh, just imagine the pillow talk

between those two.

"God, I was good!"

"Yeah? So was I!"

"Ancombe Water -- as fresh

and natural as the Rosy Girls.

Bottled the same day

as it is sourced

from a spring deep beneath

the Cotswold Hills."

Are you gonna put in

a science bit?

Yes, I am going to

put in a science bit.

"Full of minerals..."

- Oh!

- Yay!

- What?!

What do you mean, "What?"

What?

Gem, I'm working.

The whole village

is talking about

how Mr. Handsome stayed over

last night.

How does

the whole village know?

Oh, 'cause I think

they stayed up all night

to see what time he left.

Uh, Mrs. Josephs says congrats.

Um, Reverend Bloxby said,

"Oh, maybe she'll relax

a bit now.

Nothing like a bit of sex

to set you right."

Is there no privacy anymore?

Yeah, but don't worry

about that.

I mean,

he's gorgeous isn't he?

I know.

He is. He's gorgeous.

No, no.

He's gorgeous.

I know!

He's absolutely gorgeous!

I'm still here, you know?

Okay, now, everybody listening?

1:00, we'll get the journos

out of the pub,

and we'll lead with your speech

in the marquee, okay, Guy?

Yeah, okay.

And then

outside into the sun,

where the Rosy Girls

will perform two songs.

Through the stalls

of local wares...

Where Ancombe Water

will feature prominently.

And accompanied by a jolly band

of Morris dancers

who will parade

to the wellspring

where Mrs. Toynbee will give

a short speech

on the history of the spring.

That won't go on, will it?

I've told her

if it's more than two minutes,

I shall

turn off her microphone.

Mr. Freemont,

can we have a word?

Would you like to come and see

how we've decked out our pub?

Do I have to?

Yes.

And nicely.

Local relations matter now.

Portia, you come with me.

Aggie, you know the pub

is in a huge amount of debt?

The brewery

were going to foreclose

on the Buckleys this week,

but they've given them

some extra time

to see if business picks up with

the water deal going through.

- Roy, I should be with Guy.

- Aggie...

I can't think about murder

at the moment, Roy.

I -- I just want this

to go well.

You know who had

the most to lose

from Robert

voting against access?

Yes.

Uh, the Buckleys.

Guy Freemont.

Who I reckon

could be a bit dodgy.

Don't you think jealousy clouds

the judgment of a detective?

Why...

Why would I be jealous?

Huh.

Here's our number-one suspect.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen, stop, stop!

Stop.

Why have you lied

about your alibi

on the night

of Robert Struthers' death?

I haven't.

Don't you lie to me, girl.

Your babysitter --

um, Gail Brewer --

said you got home four hours

later than you told the police.

What does it matter to you?

What are you accusing me of?

Well...

What gives you the right

to come to my house

and accuse me of, what,

murder?

- Is that right?

- Yeah.

- In front of my daughter?

- Come on, Mary.

I'll be giving this evidence

to the police,

and they'll want to know

where you were.

Thank you for supper.

My pleasure.

I can't cook anything English,

but having grown up

in Hong Kong,

I'm your go-to man

for Chinese.

Thought about you all day.

You haven't.

You've thought about the launch

and whether it's gonna go well.

Well, yeah.

The launch.

And then you.

And then the launch.

And then you.

And now I know nothing's

gonna go wrong with the launch,

it's all you.

Come to bed.

Leave it.

Come to bed.

Aggie, open the door!

Disaster.

When did this story break?

Late last night.

I did try calling you,

but you weren't picking up.

Have they pulled out

of the launch?

- Of course they've pulled out.

- Of course they've pulled out.

As have all of our London

and entertainment journalists.

How many are coming?

Oh, uh, one, two, three, four --

none!

Can we get another act?

Aha!

Ah!

Thank you!

Thank you,

local Cotswold talent.

Uh, and now Guy Freemont.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Um, Ancombe Water

is a new company

built on solid foundations.

Hopeless!

Pick it up.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

Pick it up at your end.

I'm g--

I'm gonna keep this short.

No, Guy, Guy.

- Just do -- do it all.

- It's all right.

I'd like to say

we are very proud

to be the official sellers of

water from the Ancombe spring.

Thank you.

No!

Why is this happening?!

No!

It's just a shower.

- No, it's not!

- No, it's not.

Aggie, I think it's stopping.

Is it?

Right, come on, everybody.

Time for the parade

to the spring!

Morris men, get jolly.

Come on, lads.

Mrs. Raisin, you need to

call off the parade.

Why?

A group of hunt saboteurs are

planning to block the street.

Hunt saboteurs?

Well, that's what

they usually do,

but they're a rent-a-mob

for anyone

who wants to stop

commercialization

of the countryside.

No, what they are,

Mrs. Raisin,

is a vicious bunch

of ne'er-do-wells.

So in the interest

of public safety --

No!

No amount of unwashed scumbags

is gonna stop the climax

of this launch.

I have promised Robina

that I will be there at the well

to hear her speech,

so...

Come on, everyone!

Get up.

And have some more water!

Ancombe Water

is bottled within 14 hours

of being drawn

from the earth itself.

No! No!

No! No!

Fact three --

No! No! No!

Why have the Morris men

stopped prancing?

No! No! No! No!

No! No! No! No!

Get out of the way!

This is

a legitimate product launch!

You're not getting through

to the spring, lady.

We're here to protest

against commercialization

of the countryside.

Oh, grow up.

Go home and have a wash.

Just get out of the way.

You're not coming through,

love.

- Get your hands off her.

- Yeah, come on. Stop that.

Stop jostling Agatha.

- What are you gonna do about it?

- Oh!

Aah!

That's enough!

Everyone calm down.

- Look...

Whoa! No!

Stop it now!

Aggie!

- Oh!

Aggie!

Right!

Police business now!

This is the police!

Calm down!

Stop! Stop!

Journalists this way!

Ignore that!

Come on this way, journalists!

This way!

Right!

That's it!

As I was saying,

the rights to the water

have been held in the family

of Robina Toynbee

for the last four centuries.

Aggie.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

How many of these

did she receive?

We found three.

She must have been

incredibly brave

to have wanted to go through

with her speech.

Were all four parish councilors

at your launch this afternoon?

Yes, you saw them.

They were there from 1:00.

And none of them left?

No, I banned them from leaving

until I was finished.

Agatha, this seems to be

a copy of the speech

Mrs. Toynbee was gonna make

at the well.

It was found on her desk.

Can I have a look at that first,

please, Constable?

It says she's talking

to her solicitor

about withdrawing

the water rights.

Is she?

Because she was scared

by the hate mail?

Yes.

But more importantly, who knew

that she'd changed her mind?

There's no doubt now

Robert was murdered.

I can't believe

Auntie's dead.

I feel like

we caused all this, Andy.

Why don't you spare us

the crocodile tears, Angela?

- What?

- Mary, now is not the time.

I think your aunt was about to

change her mind

about selling the water,

wasn't she?

And you killed her

because you're about to

lose the pub

and you're desperate

for money.

I don't care about

the money now.

This is terrible

what's happened!

Who cares

if we lose the pub now?!

That's enough, Mary.

You and Andy murdered those

people in cold blood, Angela.

- Now, hang on!

- I didn't!

And you're about to go to prison

for a long, long, long time.

Enough!

Do you not know people, lady?

This isn't some murder parlor

game you're in the middle of.

This is real.

People here might argue

in the parish council,

but we are not murderers.

That's enough, Ron.

You take your stupid notebook

and get out of here!

Both of you!

And don't come back.

You all right?

I feel as if

I took my eye off the ball.

If I had investigated

the first murder properly

instead of getting distracted

by the launch...

...Robina might

still be alive.

It's not your fault, darling.

But I'm good

at investigating, Guy.

Or better than I am at P.R. now,

anyway.

The launch

wasn't your fault either.

Will I see you tonight?

Yes, please.

Oh, dear.

What have you hurt?

Only my pride.

I'm never gonna live down being

beaten up by a Morris dancer.

Oh, I'm glad

you find it funny.

Why were you lot here?

Your charge sheet

is all about

preventing cruelty

to animals --

foxes, lab rats.

Why demonstrate

against a water company?

We were paid to spoil

the launch, weren't we?

Who by?

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen,

may we have a word?

It-- It's past

Isobel's bedtime.

I really must

be getting inside.

Mrs. Owen, the hunt saboteurs

told us that you'd paid them

to disrupt the launch.

Is that true?

I didn't want it to be easy

for the water company.

I thought if the launch

ended in chaos,

no one

would want to buy the water.

Is that why you sent Robina

those threatening letters?

Uh, we don't

know that for sure.

It's a hunch.

Yes.

I just wanted to scare her.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry she's died.

Why didn't you get home

before 2:00 a.m.

on the night Robert died?

Good question.

After the meeting,

I drove to London.

I'd been suspecting

my husband had a girlfriend.

And I was right.

I found them together.

You can ask them.

He's never going to

join me and Isobel in Ancombe.

I don't think

he ever intended to.

Oh.

Come in.

Funny little place.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

Oh, make yourself at home.

Can I talk frankly to you?

I don't know.

Can you?

I want you

to stop seeing Guy.

And since when does

who I spend the night with

have anything to do with you?

Since you've spent the night

with my boyfriend

of the last two years.

I didn't know.

We've been together

since Hong Kong.

Occasionally he strays,

often with an older woman

because he has

a thing for them.

But if I'm honest, I thought

I was quite safe with you.

Maybe his standards

are dropping.

Hey.

Listen, sister.

I do not go around

stealing other people's men.

He doesn't behave

like he's with you.

So how would I have known?

And if you have got any respect

for your own skinny little ass,

you do not stick with a man

who "occasionally strays."

Now, what on earth

is a woman like you

doing in a relationship

like that?

Because he's rich.

Don't go near him again,

old lady.

Persian cat.

Portia.

John?

James Lacey.

Listen, a bit

of a strange one.

When you were in Hong Kong,

did you have any dealings

with the Freemont brothers?

Oh, good.

Um, it was actually the youngest

that one I'm interested in.

Did you -- Did you know him?

What?

This is Guy

were talking about?

Good evening.

Portia was here

half an hour ago.

Ah.

Guess you won't be

wanting these, then.

We'll talk about it later.

She marched in here,

she sat down on my sofa,

and look what she left.

Is she going gray

or something?

Well, that's a cat hair.

Does Portia

have a Persian cat?

Portia? No.

Well, she must have.

No, she does--

Yeah, hang on.

A month or so ago,

she looked after a cat

for an old college friend.

Big white thing.

It molted

all over the apartment.

So Robert Struthers

must have been in her flat

the night that he died.

Why would Portia kill him?

Well, maybe she knew

that Robert Struthers

was gonna vote

against the trucks.

And because she loves you.

She wants you to succeed.

Maybe she knew

that Robina had been scared

into changing her mind

about selling the rights.

Well, we should

call the police.

Yes, we should.

If you knew she'd had

a Persian cat in her flat,

why didn't you tell the --

Aah!

One word,

and I will kill you.

Struthers came to Bristol

that night

because he wanted to explain his

decision to me like a gentleman.

We met in Portia's flat.

She wasn't there.

When he told me

he was gonna vote against,

I struck him.

And then

I had to dispose of him.

- Aah!

- Shh, shh, shh.

And then that old cow called me

last night,

and she said

she'd changed her mind

and was gonna try

and withdraw the rights.

So I had to

dispose of her too.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

And now I have to

dispose of you.

- Shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

Shh, shh.

Mr. Freemont?

Hi, lads. I'm in a bit

of a rush, I'm afraid.

Can I just ask you

a few questions

about why you left Hong Kong?

Sure.

Another time?

No.

How about now?

I spoke to a friend

this afternoon

who said that there was a rumor

that a woman you were seeing

was found dead

in your apartment.

Yes. Yeah, there was

a terrible burglary.

What's the name

of your friend?

He said the story was

that there wasn't a burglary

but that your brothers bribed

the police to look the other way

so that they could get you

out of the country

before you could be charged.

What did you say

the name of your friend was?

- What's that banging?

Oh!

Agatha?

Thank you.

I missed everything.

It all happened

right under my nose, and...

I was just so flattered

by his attention.

Hey.

It was not your fault.

And you're all right.

That's all that matters.

If it's any consolation,

you're a much better detective

than Mary.

She's accused almost everyone

in Ancombe by now.

Are you happy with her?

Sometimes I am.

Maybe...

Just see how it goes.

- Give it some time.

- Mm.

You gonna be

all right tonight?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Uh, Gemma's coming 'round

with Kyra.

I don't really want to

be alone.

Who does, Agatha?