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You in, babe?

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

For you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

You spread a table before me in the presence of those who trouble me.

You have anointed my head with oil and my cup shall be full.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.

I will dwell in the house of the Lord.

You're sacked, Wheeler.

Look, Dave.

And that's just for starters.

So, this John Wheeler was having an affair with the boss's wife?

And he hasn't been seen since the funeral.

He's not a compassionate move, then?

We thought Mr Moran was, but it's been longer than two weeks now.

We've had no contact from either of them.

They both seem to have just vanished into thin air.

What do you think's happened?

I just couldn't get this mad idea out of my head.

Every cremation we ever do is controlled by a computer.

Twice a year, the Environmental Health come along and download the hard drive

check on our emissions.

They're due again next week, so while I was preparing for the audit, and, well,

because I've been worried, I made a point of looking up Charlie's cremation.

Charlie?

Mrs Moran.

Anyway, this and this are normal cremations.

You see, the figures are pretty similar in each column, right?

Right.

This is Charlie's.

Look at the difference.

Higher temperatures, longer time, and look at that.

Twice as much, more or less.

What does it mean?

I'm no expert, I just work in the office, but I think there's only one

explanation. She was a big woman.

She wasn't cremated alone.

I don't know. Sorry, I've got a new case today.

Just because someone killed someone, I don't see why I'd have to go to be with

insurance in the car.

Come on, sweetheart.

It's Dave.

It makes me feel sick.

Listen, I'll do my best to get back as soon as I can.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, was that yours?

No. No, that's fine.

I'll take it. I'll put some more in.

Is that real butter?

Yeah.

No, no, I'll get something else that works.

Richard, you were on that Charlotte Moran suicide case, weren't you?

Yeah. Something suspicious about it?

No. Nothing at all?

She had an argument with her husband.

Leaves home, goes to stay at her dad's. The next day, he finds her dangling.

I even caught her on security cameras buying the rope.

If a woman goes out to buy something to top herself with, she usually comes back

with a bag full of pills.

That sounds a bit sexist, that, to me, but you want to get yourself some

diversity training.

She was bulimic.

She probably didn't think she'd be able to keep him down. And he'd know all

about that, wouldn't you?

Because, of course, he's bulimic amnesiac.

Eats and eats and eats.

Forgets to be sick.

Not looking forward to this.

Are you curious to see what goes on in these places?

No, they're not, no.

Don't ever lose that inquiring mind of yours, will you? It's a real asset in

this job.

Hi, Mary.

Hi. Mr Arrowsmith, the police are here.

Mr Arrowsmith, the acting superintendent.

I'm just really sorry I didn't get in touch sooner.

If it hadn't been for you, it would have been none the wiser.

You're not going to close us down, are you?

I've got eight funerals booked in today.

Well, there wouldn't be much point, Mr Arrowsmith.

There's been dead bodies coming in and out of the crime scene for the past two

and a half weeks.

It doesn't come much more contaminated than that.

This is Kenny McAllister.

He's operating the cremators this week.

Hi. Hi.

I believe you were the last person to see John Wheeler and Dave Moran before

they disappeared.

Yeah.

So when Mrs Moran's service was over, this is where John Wheeler would have

been. Doing what you're doing now, right?

Yeah. What time would that have been?

About four o 'clock.

It was the last one of the day.

Where were you?

I was working in the chapel.

As soon as the service is finished, Chapel Attendant comes back here to

the copy.

Push it into the cremation near the road.

Bang on cue, Roger Bursma.

Roger's Chapel Attendant today.

This is the police, Rog.

Oh, hello.

Hi.

So is that what you'd have done after Mrs Moran's service? You'd have come

straight back here like Mr Bursma's done?

No, straight back now.

I was chatting for a couple of minutes and by the time I got back here, the

had beat me to it.

What, he charged the coffin? No, but he was already here with John.

Well, John Wheeler and Dave Moran were together when you arrived?

Yeah. How did they see him?

They've been arguing.

What about?

Look, I couldn't make out the details and... Well, he showed up when I came

So what happened then?

Well, the boss said he wanted to charge the coffin himself, so I left him to it.

I was just glad to get out of there and tell you the truth. Sorry, I've got to

get the chapel ready for the next service.

Yeah, sorry, Rog.

I'll need to take the date map on me later.

Do you need two men to charge a coffin?

It's a health and safety thing.

But one man could manage it, though.

I suppose so. But he couldn't charge a coffin and chuck in an extra body at the

same time, like you seem to think. Why not?

Well, you've just seen for yourself.

It wouldn't fit apart from anything else.

Well, maybe the extra body went in afterwards.

Once those charge doors are closed, you can't open them again until the

cremation's finished.

What if you took the lid off the coffin, put the second body on top of the

first? Push the coffin in, slid the lid in beside it, and then close the door.

Is that possible?

Come here.

Look at that.

See that?

Oh, bloody hell.

Now, that is what you end up with after an hour and 20 minutes or so in there.

Now, if two people had been cremated, it would have been overflowing.

I don't notice next morning.

Once the remains have cooled down, they go in here, and it ends up as a fine

powder.

Now, I've been on this job for 20 years, and it can take it from me that there

was only one person's remains in Mrs Moran's urn.

Couldn't someone have put two bodies in the same cremator, hung around for a

while and then taken half the remains away with them?

Have you got any proof of this crackpot theory?

Well, computer record.

What?

Here, look, an example.

See it?

Blood.

Come in.

I do remember something from that morning.

What?

Wasn't that the day the old magnet went missing?

What magnet?

What's that down there?

Just picks all the metal up.

Pinching the coffee.

You get all sorts.

Screws, nails.

Artificial joints?

Will you separate it out from the human remains?

Throw it in there.

How heavy's that thing?

Have a try.

And one went missing the day after Mrs Moran's funeral?

Yeah.

We had to send her for a replacement.

Remember, Ali?

Yeah.

Thanks. January 14th.

Charlotte Moran.

Commit suicide.

We know it was suicide, cos Butcher says so.

I'll put my pension on it, boss.

You might have to.

Convince us then, go on.

All right.

There's a history of depression and mental illness.

A man was sectioned and died when she was a little girl.

Her dad is an undertaker and her husband, he works in the crematorium.

No wonder she was depressed.

It's not the best of marriages.

He's jealous and overprotective.

The work phone bill comes in.

And he reckons there's calls on it to his wife's mobile that he couldn't have

made. So he has a quiet word with Mary Hunt, the secretary.

Asks her to keep an eye on who's using the office phone.

Charlotte finds out about his suspicions, and it's the roof.

They fight, she storms out, the next day she hangs herself.

But no notes?

No notes, no.

But it wasn't the first time.

She tried to hang herself when she was a teenager, and there was no note then

either. If Charlotte Moran didn't commit suicide, I'll sand on the roof with me

kecks off. Can't wait.

Yeah, we'll hold you to that.

OK, let's take his word for it, for now.

Right.

After the funeral, while the mourners are making their way to the wake, Dave

Moran goes into the back of the crematorium where he knows John Wheeler

working. Picture the scene.

It's about 4pm.

The husband...

Confronts the lover over the dead wife's coffin. There's a furnace roaring,

waiting in the background.

They argue blood is spilled. We don't know who's yet, do we?

No. There's a possible weapon, a disappearing magnet, and confirmation

there's nothing wrong with the crematorium's computer.

So what we know for certain is, at exactly 12 minutes past four, two bodies

go into the same cremator at the same time. Now, presumably, one of them is

Charlotte Moran.

But who's the other?

Now, it's a weird one there, because it looks like one of them has been cremated

and the other one is on the run.

We've got a killer and we've got a victim.

The question is, which one's which?

Inspector Lewis.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

I've got a daughter called Charlotte.

Well,

I don't think I could cope.

Charlie.

She preferred Charlie.

Sorry.

What do you want?

It's about your son -in -law, Dave Moran.

You know he hasn't been seen since Charlie's funeral?

Yes. Do you know where he is?

We were never very close.

I meet one of his employees.

John Wheeler, he's missing too.

We think he was having an affair with Charlie.

Did you know that?

Did you know about the affair?

After Charlie's funeral at the wake, I was in a toilet cubicle having a quiet

moment to myself.

I'd try not to display my emotions.

Two of David's colleagues came in to use the urinal and started gossiping.

That was the first I heard of it.

Do you know John Wheeler?

I used to.

I gave him his first job.

What was he like?

He was a deeply unpleasant young man.

I had to sack him.

What for?

He stole a wedding ring from a coffin.

How did you get a job in a crematorium after that?

I didn't report it.

I couldn't prove that it was him. And I calculated that if the truth ever came

out, All it would do would be to devastate a bereaved old man and ruin my

reputation.

So I just sacked him.

He moved down south and then a couple of years ago I came across him at

Larkwood. He'd stayed in the business when he was away and now he was back.

Did you report him then?

It was over 20 years later.

So he did nothing?

No one said.

I don't want to go.

Isn't that a bit like burying your head in the sand?

Yes.

Excuse me.

Believe you Mr Wheeler's best man?

Have you heard from him?

Have you seen Mr Moran the last couple of weeks or so?

He hasn't been in contact.

And that's definite.

Have you got anything I can give Hackett?

I've got a match for the blood sport we found.

Go on, who?

Dave Moran.

Yeah, go on.

Proves Booker Hall on its own. Just because he lost blood doesn't mean he

the fight.

And stealing a ring doesn't make Wheeler a killer. Anything else?

Well, neither man's been to any airport or ferry terminals. They both left their

passports behind.

And neither of them have used their credit cards or their mobile phones

the funeral.

Is that it?

But it's early days, sir.

Janine, whichever one did it has had nearly three weeks to escape what's

about that. Yes!

Sorry.

Thought you'd want to know.

Turns out Dave Moran had a metal plate in his leg.

Old rugby injury.

So? So we found a match for it in amongst all the metal remains in

That's a lucky break.

So Moran's the one who was cremated.

Looks like John Wheeler's the killer.

Please get me in, Lewis. This is for Jane Wheeler.

Yeah, that's nice.

Jane, let's have a chat about your husband, John.

The day of the funeral, his boss turned up here looking for him.

I told him he'd gone to work and he told me that he'd just found proof that my

John was having an affair with his wife.

Just found?

Yeah, he'd been clearing out some stuff and he found her phone, didn't he?

I guess he'd left a message on it.

Did you know John used to work for Charlotte Moran's father?

No. He told her that he had to thank John for stealing a wedding ring from a

coffin.

Do you think your husband could be capable of such a thing?

I didn't think my husband was capable of being unfaithful.

Jane, Jane, we need your help to find him.

How? We're thinking of a public appeal.

Oh, no, no way.

This is now a murder inquiry.

So if you see this, John, please get in touch.

This needs some kind of proof that you're still alive.

You know the number.

Thank you.

We'd also like to talk to anyone who thinks they may have seen either John

Wheeler or David Moran since January the 20th. If you do think you can help us,

please can you call the incident room on 016149.

Sorry. It's OK.

One of those days, another one.

We've just been watching.

Right, the kids didn't see, did they?

Do you think it's too traumatic for them? Too traumatic for me? It doesn't

matter what I wear.

Hello, love.

See me?

Yeah.

I did as well, Mum. I think you'll find them fellas all on your own.

Oh, thanks, Tom.

But Eleanor thinks she needs help.

I know you should ring someone.

Mm -hm.

Trini and Susanna.

Have they been with detectives?

No.

John Wheeler rang his wife out for an hour ago.

He wants to meet.

I need to talk to you.

Will you meet me?

Please.

I'll be at Richmond Square at one o 'clock this afternoon.

Please be there.

It's really important.

And don't tell anyone.

When did he ring?

Just after eight.

Oh, he's still in bed.

Right. Doesn't give us much time.

OK, everyone, it's one o 'clock. Mrs Wheeler is in position.

He's late.

Chap, I don't know if you've got something useful to say. Keep your trap

Where did I go?

Huh? Go.

There's someone crossing the park towards her now.

Top, anyone ID him? Anyone?

It's hard to tell from here.

Stand by, everyone.

Open the signal.

Come on, Jane.

Give us a signal. Give us a bloody signal.

Richard, take a stroll over there in case you've forgotten what to do.

Is it him?

Oh, come on, Richard.

Is it him?

Can't tell you.

Do all you need. Go, go, go, go, go. He's headed for the Sanford Street exit.

Go, go, go, go.

Edge up, Butchers.

Shaft, cut him off at the far side.

Jesus! All rich for two bottles of perfume!

24 officers, a van, two cars. The town centre's cameras commandeered on what

have you come up with? A shoplifter.

He was trying to sell a knock -off perfume, sir.

She had to tell him she was surrounded by police to get rid of him. And now

Wheeler knows that we're on to him.

Something's not right, sir. You can say that again.

If Wheeler killed Moran, why did he leave the metal leg plate behind?

What do you mean, if?

Do you think Moran chopped his own leg off and then cremated it to throw it off

the centre? Are we looking for a criminal mastermind with a limp? I don't

what we're looking for, sir.

We know that the killer hung around for at least 80 minutes waiting for the

first stage of the cremation to finish. He knew there'd be twice as many remains

as normal.

He took half of them away with him so it looked like only one person had been

cremated. And yet he left the leg plate behind.

It's like he wanted us to know that Moran had been cremated. Now, why would

Wheeler want that? Janine, he's out there somewhere because he rang his

why don't you go and find him and ask him?

I need to talk to you.

Will you meet me, please?

I'll be at Richmond Square at one o 'clock this afternoon.

Please be there.

It's really important.

And don't tell anyone.

Sounds like he's on a train, which doesn't help.

Why not find someone quiet, only if you actually want to let him interfere?

Definitely a weird advice.

Yeah.

Watch this.

And don't tell anyone.

There, see it?

That little pig.

Listen.

Hear that?

What is that?

Click. What sort of click?

I think it's the kind of click you get when someone turns off a tape.

If you ask me, this voice isn't live.

I think it's a recording.

What you've got on that answer machine is a recording of a recording.

So someone else could have made that call?

To put us on the wrong track.

Maybe Wayne is not the killer.

Maybe we haven't made that call, either.

Then don't tell anyone.

No, I'm afraid not.

We would have wondered when Mr Moran came to see you on the morning of his

wife's funeral. You said he had her phone with him and there was a message

John on it.

Yeah, that's right.

Did you hear it?

No. Did he tell you what the message said?

He was arranging a date, I think.

Do you think it's possible that Mr Moran took that phone to the funeral?

Oh, I know he did.

How? Because he said he was going to shove it up John's arse.

Whoever killed Dave Moran had access to his wife's phone, and on that phone was

a message from John Wheeler.

Now, if it's the same message, at some time in the past, John Wheeler and

Charlie Moran met up in Richmond Square. Now, there might be some CCTV footage.

Butchers? Oh, why do I always get the videos?

I'm just playing to your strengths, darling.

Top of the couch potato, mate.

Now, if the killer went to such trouble to make us think that John Wheeler is

alive, then the chances are he's probably dead.

Which might mean someone killed both Wheeler and Moran. Unless Moran's the

killer and he's just been kidding us along the leg plate at the phone call.

Yeah, I don't think Moran's a one -legged murderer somehow, do you? I hope

you're not suggesting the disabled can't be killers, boss.

I'm new at a Long John Silver.

Which might mean that we have a different killer, an extra

victim, and a missing body.

Because if Dave Moran was cremated...

Where the hell's John Wheeler?

How do we know that he wasn't cremated as well?

Computer records.

Yeah, but you're a murderer.

You're in the perfect place to dispose of dead bodies.

Why don't you just chuck them both in? He wanted us to think only one man was

killed, so the other would be the suspect.

So he must have taken Wheeler's body away with him.

If the same person killed both men, he must have had at least the basic

knowledge of how cremation works to get rid of Moran.

What have we got on the staff?

There's a lot to and fro in after the funeral. Any one of the four could have

snuck in the back, done the deed and started the cremation. Any one of them

could have returned to the scene of the crime later on to carry up.

Right. So they've all got opportunity.

It's motive we're after.

Right, Charlotte Moran. It's the day before she chopped herself.

Now, she didn't drive, so I figured maybe she took a tram.

This is Stamford Street Station.

So what are we doing?

Tram spotting.

Is that her or is that her?

That's her.

Right, so she heads off towards the square.

And at 13 .06 and 27 seconds, she goes round the corner and we pick her up

Where she met John Wheeler.

What's that?

Some kind of letter.

And she's off.

Has she come back?

No. That's one seriously dumped woman.

She's not coming back.

Ever.

You think he's finishing with her?

Yeah, that's what it looks like.

You know the size, mate. I bet you dumped a few in your town. Who's usually

the other foot, mate?

Look, he hits her with the big it's not you, it's me letter.

She's broken -hearted. She storms off home. She has the blazing round with her

husband. Next thing you know, she's off upstairs with a length of rope.

It explains why she'd want to kill herself.

But who'd want to kill her husband and her lover?

Well, my money's on Frank Evans.

Revenge on the too -many -blame -for -his -daughter suicide.

Alleged suicide.

Definite suicide.

Look, the belt's buckled, and it's staying buckled.

I think we should have another word with Mr Evans.

Thank you.

Have you worked here long?

Too long.

Did you know John Wheeler?

He was here back in 1979 -80.

All my time. Don't forget.

Call me any time, day or night. Is there anyone else who might have worked with

John Wheeler, apart from Mr Evans, of course?

No. Sorry to keep you waiting.

Shall we go through?

When Charlie turned up after the big argument with her husband, did she have

envelope with her, a letter of some kind?

No. And she didn't tell you what the argument was about?

She was very subdued.

Right, and then the next day, when you came back from work, there she was.

Yeah.

Do you blame her husband for what happened?

I've helped many people come to terms with the effect of suicide.

Blame is always part of it, but it's never very helpful.

What about John Wheeler? You must blame him.

I'm only human, but I try not to.

I've been wondering, how long did John Wheeler and Charlie know each other?

Did they meet when he used to work for you?

No. How can you be so sure?

I keep my family life and my business life separate. So Charlie never came to

work with you?

No. Well, not ever.

Well, it's not the kind of environment you want children to be in.

It's the family firm founded by your grandfather, right? That's right.

So your father must have brought you here and his father must have done the

same. Charlie was only 13 years old when Wheeler was here. There is no way they

could have met.

Can you give us the details of anyone else who worked here in that town?

Why? Well, they might know something you don't.

Maybe Charlie was having a little teen romance with John Wheeler behind your

back. She wasn't. You can't be sure of that. I can.

No parent can be sure what their daughter's up to all the time, believe

Especially one as busy as you must be.

Is there something you're not telling us, Mr Evans?

We can trace people that used to work here.

If Charlie and Wheeler were close back then... They were very close, okay?

She thought she loved him.

When I sacked him and he moved away, that was the reason for her first

attempt.

You have no idea of the hold that he used to have on her.

And I knew that it would be a disaster if she met him again. I dreaded it.

He's got motive coming out of his ears. Why didn't you tell us before about

Charlie and Wheeler being childhood sweethearts? Because it makes him look

suspicious. He hates the man.

OK.

So he's got opportunity and motive.

And he's been in the industry for 40 -odd years.

Probably knows enough of the basics to have cremated Moran.

What better way to get rid of Wheeler's body than in a hearse?

He probably took it back to work. It's a great place to hide a body. An

undertaker's. He wouldn't want it on the premises.

He took it, Nick and Al.

Or a shallow grave in a wood somewhere.

Yeah, well, sooner or later he knows it's going to get found.

Now, this man deals with dead bodies every day of his life. I bet he chucked

in a coffin with someone else and just waited for another funeral to come

Oh, don't be daft.

It wouldn't fit.

Well, someone little, you know. You can't get two bodies in a coffin.

Top to toe? You'd never get the lid on, even top to toe. And the weight.

All right, well, bit by bit they're handing one foot in another.

Oi, I'm having my dinner here. Well, if the bits were small enough, you could

even cremate them.

It wouldn't show up on the computer records.

The evidence would literally go up in smoke.

Except for the metal leg plate.

Which would explain... My God.

Would exactly explain why it got left behind.

Why? It wasn't.

On the night of the murder, it was Wheeler and Charlie who were cremated,

Moran. So when Frank came back later... To tidy up and dispose of the extra

remains. There was no leg plate. If there had been, he'd have taken it with

But instead, he took Dave Moran's whole body with him. Is Hurst back to work,

like I said?

With the leg plate still inside.

Cut it into pieces, and the bit with the leg plate in... Got hidden inside

someone else's coffin. And it turned up at Larkwood Creme a couple of days

later. It's brilliant.

It fits.

I mean, it's bizarre, but it fits.

Off you go.

Thinking inside the box, mate.

Good morning. Mr Evans in.

Home now, boys.

Well, it's up three on this level.

Paul.

How would you like someone doing that to your mum?

When did you last see Frank Evans?

5 .30 yesterday evening. He was preparing Mrs. Duthwaite at the left.

Which one's Mrs. Duthwaite?

She'll be on her way to Langley Crematorium by now.

Is he there?

No. I think he's doing a runner. He's printed off a Eurostar timetable for

today. And he's booked himself on the Piccadilly to London train, which is

about to leave.

OK. Butchers is on his way. But can you ring you for me? Any other stations on

the way? Just in case he misses it. We're off to Langley Crematorium.

Why? There's a cremation just starting.

Last night, Evan saw through the coffin himself.

Unusual, but not unheard of, apparently.

You don't have to stop the service, love. The family don't have to be

I don't think he'd run until after the last piece of the jigsaw's missing for

good. Just make sure Mrs Douthwaite doesn't go in the oven.

All right, the cremator, whatever.

This one.

Right, you freestart that end, we'll meet in the middle.

Did you find anything?

Nothing.

Franklin Eugene Evans, to give him his full title.

Charlie Moran's father.

Now, did whoever killed her husband and her lover also kill her dad?

Or were we on the right track?

Did her dad kill these two and then cremate them both?

Charlie, with John Wheeler.

Then Dave Moran with lots of strangers in bits and pieces.

And then did someone else kill Frank Evans?

If we hadn't stopped even after its cremation, we'd all be still here

if he was still in the country.

I'd have been on train station videotapes for bloody months, wouldn't

If Evans did kill these two, and he really was going to do a runner, he'd

booked a flight. He'd have never left that train timetable hanging about. It's

too convenient. It's like the phone call. The killer's trying to sell us a

dummy. I thought exactly.

Great minds, eh?

Both times he makes this clumsy effort to point us in the wrong direction, and

both times he'd have been better off doing nothing.

I think it's the same killer, and I don't think he's as clever as he thinks.

you sure about that? Well, I'm as sure as I can be.

Would you stand on the roof with your kegs off if you were wrong?

No, I'd stand on the roof with my boots on. I'm a bad loser.

So we're looking for the same killer, only now we're looking for her as well.

Because if Frank's body was in Eva's coffin, where the hell's Eva's body?

What?

Wink at me like that. Why what?

You know like what.

Don't do it. Especially not in front of that lot.

It's only a friendly wink.

You know what was going on in there. I don't.

It wasn't just the wink. It was the way you winked.

Great minds, eh?

You wouldn't do that if I was a man.

What the hell's wrong with a wink? It undermines me.

Undermines you? If anyone was undermining you in there, it was Shaq. I

harmless. I was up for getting you on the roof with your kit off. I can handle

that. I can give as good as I get. But you and me, no matter what's gone on in

the past, we're colleagues, that's all.

You work for me, you don't wink at me, OK?

OK.

I'm holding up two fingers to you now, is that allowed?

Fine. You're off your head. You're an arrogant winker.

Will you meet me, please?

I'll be at Richmond Square at one o 'clock this afternoon.

Please be there.

It's really important.

And don't tell anyone.

Please be there.

It's really important.

And don't tell anyone.

It's really important.

And don't tell anyone.

Don't tell anyone?

They've been having an affair for months. Why would he suddenly say don't

anyone? If they were having an affair, she'd know not to tell anyone.

So they're not having an affair? We only thought that because her husband did.

And he only thought that because of that phone. He was too stupid and jealous to

realise that this wasn't one in a long line of secret meetings. This could have

been the first time they'd seen each other since they were kids.

I want to know more about that teenage romance.

And I want us to try and trace anyone who worked with Wheeler back then.

Ah.

Still looks like a bird getting dumped for me.

It's a woman getting bad news. Yeah, there's no doubt about that.

But what bad news?

We need to know what's inside that envelope. That's the key.

The phone records still show loads of calls made to her mobile from the

office. And if Dave Moran didn't make them... He could have been right about

seeing someone from work, but wrong about who it was.

Maybe John Wheeler found out who it was. Maybe he was jealous.

What if he was trying to blackmail her? But he wasn't shagging her.

The question is, who was?

Thanks.

Right, Aerosmith would be a bit old, you'd think.

Which makes Burzma and McAllister favourites. You say that, but... Yeah,

you accuse me of being ageist, racist and homophobic, which is what you were

about to do, wasn't it? I was going to suggest Mary Hunt might drink from the

furry cup, yeah. Yeah, very PC -shap, and you'll be PC -shap the way you're

going on. Done a few diversity courses, what can I say? But he is right.

Makes a change.

Let's not rule any of them out.

No, it's early, but do you mind if I come in?

No.

Do you have a word, Mr. Bursman?

I'll tell him.

classes. Woman living on her own.

Can't be too careful, can you?

Look, I can't stay chatting.

It'll be late for the train.

I'll give you a lift.

Actually, I'm not keen on cars.

I'm a very nervous passenger.

Oh, you'd be safe with me.

How old did you know Charlotte Moran?

I didn't.

Not really. I just met her the one at the party, that's all.

What party was that, then?

Is your mate constipated?

Excuse me.

I've got to go to work now. Come on, I'm opening up.

What are you doing? You can't go in there. That's private.

Sorry, mate.

Got a bit lost.

You're going to have to come back later after work.

Why don't you just do that?

And if you're going to go snooping, you're going to have to get yourselves a

warrant.

Detective Sergeant Butchers.

Your daughter tells me that you used to work for Frank Evans.

Poor Frank.

He was a good man.

Good Evans, they used to call him, you know.

Did he have any enemies that you know of?

There's only one person I could think of I'd wish Frank any, huh? Who's that?

John Wheeler.

That's the man you want.

Just before the funeral.

Dave told you he'd found proof that his wife was having an affair with John

Wheeler, is that right?

Yes.

What do you think about that?

I was shocked.

Yeah, but you must have been a bit relieved, though.

Why would I be relieved?

Well, it meant that he wouldn't suspect you anymore.

Why would he suspect me?

Well, someone was ringing his wife from work.

Someone who had access to the phone all day. We all have access to the phone.

Yeah, yeah, but you had best access, though.

Do you think me and Charlie were having some kind of lesbian affair?

Well, I'll tell you what I don't think anymore.

That John Wheeler was having an affair with her. I mean, they were friends,

yeah, old friends, but they weren't lovers.

Well, you keep your eyes on the road.

Jesus, you're trying to kill us both.

Sorry.

Frank told us John was sacked for stealing, and that was just an excuse.

What do you mean?

Six months after he'd gone, little Charlie had a baby.

She must have been about 13 at the time.

And you think Wheeler was the father?

No, he was. As good as unmeted it to him.

What happened to the baby?

Not long after John joined us, a lorry went into this car.

Mum and Dad survived, but they had two kids in the back.

The kids didn't make it.

I must have been to thousands of funerals in my time. The ones that stick

your mind are the kids.

Two little white boxes at the same funeral. I'll never forget it. John

one, I carried the other.

Anyway, afterwards, Frank kept in touch with this couple.

And this woman, not only had she lost two kids, but it turned out she couldn't

have any more.

So... She got Charlie's.

Seemed like the best solution at the time.

Do you remember the name of this couple?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm only trying to eliminate you from our inquiries.

Yeah, well, A, just because I don't have a boyfriend doesn't mean to say I'm a

lesbian. And B, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have even known about the

double cremation. Well, we would by now. Didn't you have an audit due this week?

Anything on Mary?

Yeah, well, she admits to being friends with Charlie, but I think there might be

more to it than that. I need you to get me a search warrant.

I've just got one.

What, for Mary's place?

For Roger Bursman. I'm on my way back with it now.

Turns out he was the one who was shagging Charlie.

You sure?

Chap had an unofficial look -around while I was talking to him.

Found some love letters.

And they proved they were having an affair?

So he says.

Where's Roger now?

Hopefully he's at work. I've left Chap outside just in case.

I'm at the creme myself.

Have a word with him. Oh, best not pull him up on the letters.

Not until we've officially found him, that is.

OK. Let me know when you're in.

OK.

All right, chap.

Got it.

Just had butchers on the phone.

And? John Wheeler, Charlie pregnant when she was 13 years old.

13? She had a baby to him, but the baby were adopted.

Get him by.

Who? A Mr and Mrs Burseman.

Sir Roger is Charlie's son.

Go on, it's the butchers.

Hang on, if you're right about the letters in there... I know what I read.

That means he was having an affair with his own mother.

When did you meet John Wheeler?

Um, November the 11th, 2002.

That's accurate.

Because it was the day my dad was cremated.

I wasn't working here then, but John did, and we got talking after the

What about?

Look, do we have to go into this now? I've got a fault I really need to sort

out.

You got something to hide, Roger?

No.

OK.

Oh.

Tell me about John.

Well... He recognised the name.

Because I had two brothers who died in a car crash. This was before I was even

born.

He remembered the funeral, so I asked him about it.

We just went for a drink.

Well, I suppose I was drinking quite a lot back then.

John kept in touch and kept me on the straight and narrow.

Got me the job here.

You must have thought of him as a good friend.

Yeah, I did.

Bought this.

Good friend didn't tell you he was having an affair with Charlotte Moran.

No.

He'd known her since he was 16, did he tell you that?

No.

So, then at the funeral, when Dave Moran told you a proof, a positive proof,

that John, your mate, was sleeping with his wife, that must have come as a big

shock.

Yeah.

But Moran was wrong.

He wasn't sleeping with her at all.

Not surprised.

Why not?

Because John was a good man.

Loved his wife.

We still think Charlotte was having an affair with someone.

But not with John.

Was it you, Roger?

Did you have a relationship with her?

We've asked all your colleagues the same thing.

Did you have a relationship with Charlotte Moran?

Well, come on, Rogers. It's a simple enough question.

I just met her once at a party.

You sure?

Excuse me. That's okay.

I know the routine.

I'll wait.

Talk to the boss yet?

No, she got her phone switched off.

Told you, didn't I?

Get these bagged up.

We'll have a proper look at them later.

Talk to the bags.

Found another 20 of these under the stairs.

All exactly the same.

All brand new.

Any luck with number three?

No, not yet.

Oh, bloody hell, are you still here?

I know, I can't get rid of her.

She's calling Mary a dyke now.

Alex's thinking about making an official complaint.

It'll be worth it when we find out what's happened.

Yeah?

When's that going to be?

I think we're getting warm.

Hi. Are you still with him?

Yeah, which one?

Are you alone?

Sort of.

Well, get out of there now.

I think it's him.

He's the killer.

How do you know?

John Wheeler got Charlie Moran pregnant when she was 13.

He goes down south.

Baby gets put up for adoption.

Charlie tries to top herself.

Guess who the baby grows up to become?

Roger Bersmer.

Bloody hell.

When John finds out Roger's having an affair with a new boss's wife, which is

actually young Charlotte, the girl that he got pregnant 24 years ago, he meets

up with her in Richmond Square and delivers the mother of all bombshells.

sorry, but you're going to have to stop shagging Roger.

He's our son.

No wonder she killed herself.

The butcher's was right about that all along, then.

Oh, is he listening?

Yeah. Anything else?

OK. Have you ever noticed the red bag that he carries?

Yeah.

Well, he's got another 20 of them here in the house.

Exactly the same, brand new.

It's freezing cold.

I've got a terrible feeling I've just found Eva Douthwaite.

Hang on a minute.

What are you doing? Sorry. I was just, um... I was wondering what you were

having for your dinner.

You weren't.

You might as well come quietly, Roger.

I've got backup. They're seconds away.

It's her.

She's in bits in the freezer.

Get out of there.

Janine?

Janine?

They're not seconds away, are they?

They're at my house.

It's over, Roger.

I know it all.

I know why you did it. I know how.

You've been waiting for the chapel attendant to turn his back and as soon

he's gone, you throw the bag in before the charge door closes. That's right,

isn't it? That's what you've been doing.

Roger Bersma, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Frank Evans,

Dave Moran, of John Wheeler.

No.

No, I'm not a bad man. I don't deserve this.

I know.

I know you don't.

You've been through a nightmare.

I'm not going to prison. No, no, come on.

No, any judge is going to understand.

God.

I mean, how were you to know that Charlie was your mother? Shut up!

Just say it.

Just say it. They'll be very sympathetic.

It's like we just belong to each other.

Yeah. You know, we just... We had so much in common, we just clicked. It's

your fault. It's not your fault. You were programmed to love her.

He didn't know who she was.

No. And she didn't know who you were. No. I mean, anyone finding out would

just... Matt, you see, if John would have told me instead of telling her, I

mean, he told me to stop seeing her, but I thought that was because she was the

boss's wife.

Yeah. If he'd have told me the truth, I could have dealt with it. I mean, it

would have been heartbreaking, but I would have stopped seeing her and

would still be alive.

Did he tell you he was your father?

George Bessmore was my father.

You know, I mean...

Your real father? No, no, my real father is the man who brought me up and he

looked after me. Yeah, of course, of course. I can understand you're angry

John. I mean, he walked out on you, he deserted you, and anyone that would

a child...

After the funeral, everyone was leaving and I was in the grounds at this point.

And I saw John coming out of here and he was bleeding.

He was crying.

So I asked him what had gone on and he said that he'd been in a fight with

And that Dave had just sacked him, right?

Because Dave thought it was him that was having the affair.

But John had... John had just taken the blame. I wasn't having that.

So I came running in.

And Dave, it stood right here, with a coffin.

This was the coffin of the woman I loved.

And the man I blamed for her death.

I couldn't understand why she'd just finished with me, and then the very next

day, killed herself.

It had to be his fault.

So, I... I got the magnet, right?

And I said to him, it wasn't John.

It was me.

I loved her.

I loved her.

And you, you killed her.

I loved her. You killed her. I loved her. You killed her.

And then John came running, but it was too late.

And he said it wasn't his fault. And I said, yeah, it was. He killed her.

And then John's saying, no, I told her to stop seeing you.

It was me. It was my fault.

I told her. And I'm like, what?

And then I'm suddenly thinking, maybe Dave was right all along. Maybe she and

John had been.

And then it all happened in a split second.

I'm thinking, he's a witness.

So I've just taken this envelope out of his pocket.

And he fell.

This is my best friend.

Just took a little childish coughing.

I kissed her.

For the last time.

That's when I noticed the envelope.

I opened it up.

And that's when I found out the truth.

Three people were dead.

Good heavens.

Dear John, thanks for taking the blame for the baby.

Yeah, we're a boy, thank God.

Taking the blame for the baby?

Dad made me give him away.

Bet I could have kept him if he'd been a girl.

Don't know where he's gone, but anyway, it's better than here. I want you to

have this photo.

It's the only one I've got of us both together, but I don't need it now.

I'm sorry, I just can't stand it anymore.

Goodbye, Charlie.

Taking the blame for the baby.

Hey, you don't think Frank Evans got his 13 -year -old daughter pregnant?

And Wheeler took the blame?

So when Roger eventually finds out that his real mum and dad are Charlie and her

dad, Frank, Jesus, it's enough to turn anyone into a psycho.

Yeah. Jesus.

You look terrible.

Yeah, I'm not feeling too well, to be honest. I've got a banging head. I might

have to go on. I've got some power to get more back at the office.

Pass this out, Catherine. I'll bring it back for you.

Oh, right.

OK.

Number three on the blink again.

Oh, yeah.

I'll have to get someone back to have a look at it.

Cheers.

Mary Hunt is the chap.

Look, is Chief Inspector Lewis still with you?

I'm not sure.

Can you take someone down to the crematory and make sure she's all right?

Mr Arrowsmith has been down there, actually.

It's the police.

Well, they'll have to wait.

Listen! I have reason to believe that Roger Bursman...

Any sign of Roger?

Has he gone?

Bloody hell, now I'm a man down and a cremator down.

You better get this charged quick.

Any sign of that woman copper?

Ah, she was giving Roger a hard time before.

No wonder he's gone all thick.

Get this lid off.

Have you cremated anyone in the last few minutes?

That one went in just before you arrived. Shit.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

No.

Oh, Jeanine.

What?

I thought you were.

What's happened?

Well, the good news is you get to keep your kegs on.

Where's Burzma?

Well, it wasn't me in that oven.

And it wasn't the bloke it should have been.

He's lying over there.

Those are some things that no one can live with.

She sent it to John Wheeler when she first tried to top herself.

24 years later, he gives it back to her in Richmond Square.

Next day, she posted back to him again.

Same suicide note, except for the extra couple of lines.

All the above still applies.

Only more so now.

Don't blame yourself.

Don't tell Roger.

My little thing.

I was quite touched, you know.

What about?

Your reaction when he thought I'd been cremated.

I was just worried about getting a bloom.

Yeah, right.

Hi, Mum. Hey, Mum.

Anyway, I'll leave you to your family. OK.

Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

I'm not a bit affected, are you, mate? You've just been on the news again. Oh,

right, how was I? Not bad.

Well, thanks, Eleanor. Mind you, it was the radio.