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Hi, welcome.

Ladies and gentlemen of the Tempest
Company, this is your 15 -minute call.

minutes.

Sweetie, I just wanted to give you a
little thank you present for everything

you've done for us.

I can't believe it's our last show.

I'm going to miss you so much, my
lovely.

Yeah, me too.

See you, hon.

Is everything all right?

but they'll not pinch like me. That
sounds brilliant.

And it's the lead, is it?

Oh, great. Okay, yeah.

No, I can get a tape over to you.

When's the deadline?

I'll find someone.

Okay, my darling.

Let's do lunch when I'm back, okay? And
I'm paying this time, you cheeky monkey.

All right, you can pay. Okay, lots of
love. Bye.

Another self -tape. So annoying.

Tell you what it was, but I've got to
find an NDA, you know.

That's cool, Mum.

Pleased to be here.

Guys, we've got a situation.

Like, a bad one.

Richard's a no -show. His phone's going
straight to voicemail. I think we all

know where Prospero's toddled off to.

There it is.

I guess that last night was always going
to be a mad one.

After the way this tour's gone.

But we both made it to the end.

No, no, never, no more.

No,

never, no more. Rich.

Rich, come on.

Rich, we've got to go.

Get out, old youth. Rich, come on,
there's an audience. They'll pay to see

To see you.

Come on, you're not going to let them
down.

Are you?

All right, come on.

Oh,

sweet

Lord.

Mr Dempster, you doing OK?

Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

Just a little dry around the mouth,
that's all. Final call for Miranda. Act

scene two. Final call, Miranda.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

That's a prop.

Oh, I've obliged.

It's a scurvy tune.

Poo! But here's my comfort.

Do not torment me. Oh!

Well, what's the matter?

Have we devils here?

If all the wine in my bottle will
recover him, I will help his ague.

Ah, that's a brave God.

And bear celestial liquor.

Come, amen! I will pour some in thy
other mouth.

bottle to be thy true subject.

I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the
island.

I prithee, let

me show thee where crabs grow, and with
my long nails

I'll dig thee pig...

Nathan, we need our first aid here.
Michael, put me.

Yes, Thomas, what's up?

Are you at the SAT, sir?

I am.

Practicing my darts.

Wow. Can't say you don't need it. Since
I got myself a decent set of arrows, my

form has improved.

Get in!

I'm presuming this isn't a social call.
You've got a case. A suspected poisoning

occurred during a theatre performance.

The victim collapsed on stage.

You sure it wasn't an accident?
According to paramedics, the symptoms

it's cyanide poisoning.

Interesting. No!

Is everything all right?

I think I might have just nearly killed
Harry.

What are you doing, man?

You can't play on here. It's not safe.

Oh, God.

Michael Farah, 32 years old, suddenly
collapsed halfway through the second act

of the performance.

The Tempest, the poster said.

Yeah. Last ten months, they've been
touring beaches all over the world with

This was their final performance.

Adrian Fletcher taking all the necessary
statements.

Caliban, I'll take it. One sec, let me
check.

Yes. Yes, he was.

I mean, two points for you, Inspector.

How did you work that out?

Well, he looks monster -y, you know.

Not human.

I assume the smell of almonds got the
paramedics thinking it was cyanide.

is fast -acting, so do we know what he
consumed before he died?

Well, apparently.

He drank from this moments before it
happened.

It's a fiasco. I mean, I'm trying my
best here, sir. I haven't been here for

long. I just got here.

No. This is a fiasco. Oh. It's a
traditional Italian wine bottle.

He'll have drank from this in Act 2,
Scene 2. The famous drinking scene. Let

check for you again.

Boom shakalaka.

Two more pints for you again, Inspector.

It was indeed Act 2, Scene 2.

How the man know this Shakespeare?

He does?

Who knew? Cherry juice.

That'll be for the red wine.

The chances are we're looking at our
murder weapon.

That's what you think, right?

But it can't be, because two others
drank from the same bottle during the

performance.

Stefano and Trinculo?

That one I don't know, sir.

But based on your previous form, two
points again.

So what happened to the other two actors
who drank from this?

Not a thing.

The paramedics checked them out, and
they seemed fine.

And they recorded the show, seeing as it
was the last performance, so I will

watch it back and check to see what
happened.

But if they did drink from the same
bottle, then... He must have ingested

poison some other way.

Let's see what the rest of the company
have to say.

These are the two that drank from the
same bottle as the victim?

Mm -hmm. Just Gorman and Anya Chambers.
She and the victim were in a

relationship together and she's taking
it pretty badly.

Who are the others?

This is Richard Dempster. He directed
this production and he also plays...

Prospero. There comes a moment in every
actor's life a certain

character's call to you.

I had no choice.

I had to submit.

Okay.

And this is Nathan Burns.

He's the company's stage manager.

I swear, if there was poison in that
bottle, it wasn't me that put it in

Actually, Mr Burns, we're working on the
basis that the poison was administered

another way.

Really? Oh, thank God.

Yeah, the cyanide's fast -acting, so if
it was in your system, we'd pretty much

know by now.

We'd like to know what else Mr Farr
consumed in the 20 minutes or so before

died.

Mikey never ate for a show.

Not for two or three hours.

Did he drink anything?

Water.

What did he drink from?

One of those water flask thingies.

There it is.

Okay, so take me through exactly what
happened this afternoon.

Anything out of the ordinary?

We went up a bit late, by about 15
minutes.

How come?

Um, just, um, technical hitch.

And once the show had started?

Well, um, Michael was on stage in scene
one. He doubles as the bosun. Take in

the top sail!

Ten for the master's whistle!

Then a very, very swift make -up,
costume change, reappear as Caliban in

Scene 2.

Anya helps him.

Well, helped with that.

And how did he seem then?

Fine. And what about before he went on
stage and collapsed?

A bit nervous, pacing, biting his nails.

He always was before that scene. There
were a couple of tricky speeches in it.

But he wasn't looking ill.

Can any of you think why someone might
want to do this to Mr Farah?

Mikey was loved by the whole company.

Very talented boy.

He had the whole world at his feet.

If we're working on the basis that the
killer got the poison into Michael's

system 15...

20 minutes prior to him dying on stage,
and it must be one of the cast or stage

crew that... Sir?

Why kill someone like that in front of
an audience and on the very last show of

the tour?

I mean, after today, they could all go
home, right?

They'd never have to see each other
again.

So why did he have to die on that stage
today?

This is a public beach, right?

Well, we're going to need some security
to keep an eye on the crime scene.

And get Sergeant Fletcher and Officer
Rose to do a sweep of the place.

On it.

You all right, Mr Dempster?

Oh, ten months on tour will do this to
you.

Come on, Richard.

Go.

Well, I recognise you from somewhere.

Oh, yeah.

It's a whole community police scheme
thing we're doing.

Sounds thrilling.

I didn't catch your name in the frenzy
of it all. Sergeant Matty Fletcher.

Sergeant Matty Fletcher.

Would you like to go for a drink with me
while I'm on the island?

No.

That's inappropriate, Mr Gorman.

You know, with me being a police officer
and you a possible suspect in a murder

case. Right, yeah, well...

That makes sense.

I hope that wasn't too embarrassing.

Not for me, it wasn't. Good, good.

I guess, as an actor, I lost all sense
of shame a while ago. Mm -hmm.

Did he just ask you on a date? During a
murder investigation.

That's a red flag right there.

Maybe he's the killer. Maybe he's trying
to get close to the police to keep an

eye on the investigation.

Or maybe he's just a bozo.

That's also a possibility.

Mm -hmm.

Crazy man.

Take a bow, monkey, because it's all
over now.

I told you, it was always going to end
this way.

Oh, that's great, man.

I'll get the beers, yeah? Yeah. And some
snacks.

Nice. What time should we say? Around
seven -ish? Yeah. Cool, man. All right,

nice one. See you then.

I just arranged a darts night with
Daryl.

Tonight, he's going to get his mates
round.

It's going to be a bit like being back
home, you know? Lads standing around the

dartboard, beers, banter.

The only thing that's missing is a
sticky pub carpet and some pork

Pork scratchings?

Yeah. They are the quintessential
English pub snack.

It's fried pig skin.

I'll get some sent over for you.

Oh.

No rush.

Oh. Lab results?

Yes. And they confirmed the victim died
from potassium cyanide poisoning.

No surprise there. They checked
Michael's own water bottle and found no

of the poison in it whatsoever.

Nothing in his water bottle.

As for the fiasco, cherry juice, fairly
high glucose levels,

they noticed.

But, most importantly, a lethal dose of
potassium cyanide.

That is surprising.

Poison was in the bottle that our victim
and the other two actors drank from on

stage.

So how can three people drink from the
same poison bottle and only one of them

die?

Doesn't make any sense.

Well,

we can rule out the pretending to drink
theory.

I mean, these guys are drinking from the
bottle for real. No question.

So what if one of the other two actors
slipped the poison in on stage just

before Michael drank from it?

Yeah, rewind it a bit.

OK, play.

Could it be Jez?

Now, the bottle is in view the whole
time.

And he's not adding anything to it.
Also, Michael's not the last person to

from that bottle.

Seb's right.

Anya drinks after Michael, so even if
something had been added by Jez, Anya

would have consumed it as well.

How?

How do they all drink the same liquid
with poison in it, but only Michael

dies?

Who's Sergeant Fletcher on the phone to?

An active agent back in the UK.

When we spoke with the rest of the cast
this morning, a, um...

Casey Briscoe, who plays Miranda, she
said she saw Nathan Burns accosting the

victim just moments before the show even
started. I'm telling you, this is all

going to come back on you and sooner
than you think. And there's rumours

around that there's history between
them. So Casey slash Miranda said we

speak to this agent.

Did you get anything from the search?

Nothing interesting or suspicious.

You know, he's in this little shoe.

I've never seen him do this before.

Me neither.

Inspector. Hmm? What's this song you've
been humming?

I don't know.

It's been in my head since yesterday.

I can't shake it. I can't place it.

Wait a minute.

Bingo! It was an advert.

It was on the telly about five years
ago. They kept playing it.

See, that's what I was humming.

And why is it relevant?

Wait.

That's why.

That's Nathan Burns, the stage manager.

Man, he's like a better actor than all
of the others put together. Nathan Burns

was an actor.

And he has history with our victim.

I just spoke to an agent in London who
used to represent Nathan.

She remembers him as being super
ambitious.

The whiff -buster ad wasn't the end of
his rainbow, then? The agent said about

eight years ago, Nathan had a really
important audition for the production of

Macbeth at the National Theatre in
London.

And he didn't get it.

But guess who did?

Michael Farah.

And more than that, Nathan went to the
police at the time.

He was adamant that he was spiked before
the audition.

By Michael? By Michael.

So I get this big audition.

And I go down to London and stay in a
cheap hotel near the theatre.

Michael's staying in the same place.

Me and him get chatting in the bar the
night before.

What were you drinking?

Just softs. But Michael insists on
getting the last round.

I go to bed at ten.

Next thing, it's midday and I've missed
the audition.

You think he drugged you?

He was taking out the competition.

And you went to the police?

They said there wasn't enough evidence.

Whatever he'd given me was already out
of my system.

What happened after that?

I never got another break like it.

Did a bit of theatre and education, a
couple of TV ads.

Whiffbuster?

Yeah, whiffbuster.

Then I quit.

So you tour with this guy for ten months
and it never comes up?

Mr Burns, just before the last show, you
were seen arguing with Michael,

saying... It's all going to come back on
you, and sooner than you think, mate.

You're referring to him sabotaging your
audition?

That's some revenge.

Spiking his drink like he spiked yours.

I didn't kill Michael because of what he
did to me eight years ago. Still must

have bothered you, though, right?
Otherwise, why bring it up?

What?

I couldn't stop myself.

I was never going to see him again.

We'll be in touch.

There is definitely something he's not
telling us.

You think?

Rich, the police have been asking
questions.

I didn't tell them what he did to you.

But if there's heat on me again, I don't
think I can stay quiet any longer.

So thine own self be true, eh?

Oh, Delroy.

Come again, if you would.

Sure thing. No problem.

How come you know so much about
Shakespeare?

It seems unlikely, you know, with you
being a day of the match, a match of the

day kind of guy. No disrespect.

When I was a kid, I used to hang around
outside the stage doors of West End

theatres, yeah, in case I saw someone
famous. Yeah, Vin Diesel?

No, I don't think Vin Diesel ever trod
the boards of London.

Anyway, I got to know some of the staff,
and they would let me sneak in and

watch whatever was on at the time.

So, yeah, I have seen my fair share of
the Bard's works.

Also, I got talking to the actor
sometimes, and they would say how hard a

was. You know, the failed auditions, the
unemployment, doing rubbish jobs just

to make ends meet.

It was...

Tough, competitive.

As our first suspect found out. Well,
could it be that that pushed Michael to

what he did to Nathan?

But it also shows there's a dark side to
our victim.

Spiking someone's drink just so he can
get the role he wanted.

That's ruthless.

Well, whatever it was that led someone
to poison Michael Farah, well, we still

haven't got a scooby how he pulled it
off.

I mean, the man died on stage, right? In
the middle of a performance.

Drinking from the same bottle as these
two.

But they didn't die.

He did.

Dale Wilson speaking.

Yeah, I can talk now.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I understand.

Have you spoken to my brother about
this?

He has?

Right.

Okay, well, thanks for letting me know.

Sir,

is everything all right?

I knew Mum would leave everything to
Solomon.

I just didn't think he'd put the house
up for sale as soon as it was his.

I thought we'd at least chat about it
first.

And what about your mother's things?

According to this list, there is a range
for a house clearance company to take

everything and auction it all off.

It all seems so rushed to me.

Of course it's going to feel well. I
would have liked at least a last look

around the place.

Maybe keep something of hers to remember
her by.

Then call your brother and tell him
that's what you'd like to happen.

That's one of them, right?

You? Yes.

How can I help? Oh, well, actually, I
thought I could help you, you know, wind

down after a hard day policing the
streets.

I've got some beers, picnic blankets,
and, yeah, I thought we could find a

beach and get to know each other.

Mr. Gorman?

Yes. Did we not already have this
conversation?

We did, yes, but I thought what was
happening was...

You know, you were on duty, you had your
colleagues around you, and I think you

were saying what you felt you had to
say.

No. Come on, I'm not on this island for
very long. How often do you get to do

this with someone like me?

Let's just have some fun.

Here we go. Here we go.

Yes.

Yes.

There you go.

Cheers.

Now that I think about it, I did say
that I was going to meet my friends.

the time now? Oh, no, you're spilling
it, you're spilling it. Oh, what a

I do have somewhere to be right now,
though.

Do not bother me again unless it's
related to the case, Mr. Gorman.

You understand that?

Good. You enjoy the rest of your
evening.

Sergeant Fletcher, good morning.

What have you got?

I've been doing background checks on the
other cast members and I noticed Anya

Chambers and Jez Gorman were in the same
play back in 2021.

And they ended up getting together.

And, wait for it, they only got married
a year later.

Hang on, I thought Anya was with
Michael. She was.

She left Jez for him during the tour
they've been on.

Why did this not show up sooner?

Because it wasn't officially registered
yet.

They had a vow ceremony in the forest
somewhere.

There was a whole Midsummer Night's
Dream thing going on.

Yeah. Yeah, you should have seen some of
the photos they posted on social media.

That was some dress she wore.

Respectfully, of course.

So, how did Jess feel about being
replaced by Michael?

Well, according to the other cast
members, really not so good seems to be

answer.

Look,

I don't know who said that, but it's
nonsense.

So when Anya told you she was leaving
you for Michael, you weren't upset?

Sorry, why is she here?

Is that normal procedure, to bring a
uniformed sergeant along?

It is.

Yep. Yes, it is.

OK. Fine.

So it's nonsense, is it, that you were
upset about Anya?

Yes. I mean, Anya's the one who's losing
out, not me.

All our mutual friends are starting with
me.

She's the one who's going to have to
move in with her parents when she gets

home, not me.

I mean, it hurts.

Yeah. Of course it hurts. It really
hurts.

But I didn't kill Michael because of it.
I wasn't looking for revenge.

Ah,

this is my agent, so I should probably
tell... No.

You shouldn't.

OK, she'll leave a voicemail.

This is a murder investigation, Mr
Gorman.

And your wife fell in love with the
victim.

That's a very strong motive.

Well, that's where you're wrong,
actually.

They didn't fall in love.

I mean, maybe she did, I don't know, but
it wasn't reciprocated. What makes you

say that?

Because he told me so.

A few nights before our final
performance, we all had a bit of a sesh

hotel bar.

Some of us went for a dip in the sea.

Michael comes up to me and says he's
going to end it with Anya because he's

some off -Broadway play and she's not
what he needs right now.

And did he end it with her? Yeah.

Five minutes before the beginning of our
final show.

Talk about timing, eh?

Thank you.

Anya's in room 352.

That was Seb.

The security team at the crime scene say
somebody tried to break into the

dressing room area last night.

Get a description?

Is that something that we could have
missed?

Right, you and Officer Rose get down to
the crime scene.

Let's go and talk to Anya.

Yeah, well, when's the deadline?

Yeah. Dead?

Yeah, I'm sure I can get some real time.

Mikey and I had gone to collect Rich
from his bar. He drinks it.

That was why we went up late.

So that was the technical hitch.

We literally had five minutes before the
performance was about to start.

Mr. Dempster, let's get you dressed.
Fight! Fight!

Michael blurts it out.

I can't do this anymore.

I'm going to New York.

I'm going alone.

You gave up your marriage for Michael.
You risked everything.

You must have hurt them when he told you
it was over between you two.

I don't know.

What was it that drew you to Michael?

It felt like the kindred spirit.

It was something I'd never had with
Jess.

In what way?

Mikey cared so much about his work, but
it terrified him. He was striving to be

as good as he could, and knowing it
could all be torn down by a critic or

audience. That vulnerability drew me,
because I feel it too, in everything.

OK, so in that moment when he...

Told you he'd finished with you. You
must have felt... Betrayed.

Angry. And within the hour, he was dead.

What? What?

You think I did it?

Because of... I remember... How, even?

You think I carry around a bottle of
cyanide with me just in case I get

And if you've forgotten, I drank from
the same bottle as him.

Why would I do that if I knew there was
poison in it?

You know, my mom's church has this dirty
thing going on.

And sometimes, I think about doing a bit
to myself, you know?

It's just the words sometimes.

I really struggle with words.

Like, um... The

wind. did sing it to me.

And the thunder, that deep and dreadful
organ pipe pronounced the name of

Prosper. It did base me trespass.

Base me trespass?

I mean, what does that even mean, like
base me trespass? Like a boombox type of

base? Less of the base and more of the
searching.

Sergeant Fletcher.

Commissioner, afternoon.

Afternoon, sir.

Might I have a word?

And when he turned you down, twice?

You pursued him as a suspect in the
case.

That is just not true.

We interviewed him because there was
evidence to suggest he had a motive.

And it was Mr. Gorman who asked me out
twice. I swear to you, sir, he is making

this all up.

I mean, I would never do something like
that, sir.

You believe me, right?

Look, sir, ask Officer Rose.

He was there the first time Mr. Gorman
asked me out. He will tell you.

Very well.

Leave it with me.

What exactly am I looking for?

Though, cannot find a thing.

Think I found something.

What is it?

The beach like a key.

There's a few of them two minutes of the
road.

Syringe. Well, I'm assuming that's the
cyanide.

A tin of throat lozenges.

You alright there, Mr. Dempster?

Right,

Mr. Dempster.

This lot has got your fingerprints.

All over it.

No one else is.

You care to explain?

I explained to Michael Farah that I fell
off the wagon.

Sorry?

Before this tour, I've been sober 20
years.

What happened?

Michael's offered this off -Broadway
show. It's going to get him some good

publicity in the States.

Well, at the same time, we had a chance
of extending our tour by three months to

South America.

And you didn't want to lose your
calibre? No, and... I mean, Michael was

contractually obliged to stay. If
further dates were added, I would refuse

release him.

Well, we know Michael was very
ambitious, so I assume he wasn't happy

that.

It's our first day off in the Caribbean.

Trinidad. We all spent the day by the
pool.

Cheers.

Thank you. I didn't realize till it was
too late.

Oh, dear boy.

Bringing shots of vodka in my soft drink
all day.

Once I got the taste for it, well,
double whiskey.

20 years without so much as a sip. It
all came crashing down.

Nathan and dear Anya, they were the
first to realise I was back on the

Took it in turns, bless them.

Putting me to bed.

Did you tell them what Michael did?

Yes. I don't think Anya believed me, but
Nathan did.

Nathan? Yes. There is definitely
something he's not telling us.

He said that Michael had done something
not dissimilar to him once, bite his

drink.

Well, that's what Nathan was holding
back.

When he confronted Michael before the
final show, it wasn't just about his

experience eight years ago. I'm telling
you, this is all going to come back on

you and sooner than you think, mate. It
was also about what he'd been doing to

you. The irony of it is that funding
fell through and the end tool was never

extended. Michael got exactly what he
wanted.

No, I had the same thing he usually did.

Which brings us back to this little
collection.

I think he poisoned one of these
lozenges, gave it to Michael backstage,

added poison to that wine bottle on
stage after he died to misdirect us,

think that's what killed him.

Afraid my little plan wasn't quite so
smart.

Well, nor so deadly.

Bottle doesn't contain cyanide.

Contains...

Lysergic acid diethylamine.

LSD?

The hallucinogen?

I injected one of the lozenges, but not
with cyanide.

I didn't want to kill him. I just wanted
him to feel how he made me feel.

All powerless.

I wanted everyone to see it.

The coward that I am, I didn't go
through with it.

And when Michael collapsed on stage and
we were called... I panicked.

All the frenzy. I ran to the beach
lockers, hid the evidence and... So it

you our security saw trying to get into
the dressing room to get that key.

Did you tell anyone else about your
plan?

So smashed half the time.

I might have left it lying around.

I don't know. Inspector.

Just a moment.

I think he might be telling the truth.

We've re -watched the video, and after
Michael collapses, no one goes near the

bottle he drank from.

And look, Jez Garman puts down the
bottle here, and no one touches it again

until... I do. There.

So the poison was in the bottle all
along.

Nothing was added afterwards.

No, sir.

So how come the other two that drank
from the bottle didn't die and he did?

You've reached Solomon. Leave a message,
I'll get back to you.

Sol, it's me again.

Can you call me back, please?

So I just heard back from a few of Jez
and Anya's friends in the UK trying to

get a handle on their marriage breaking
up.

Right.

No one was shocked.

It seems Jez wasn't the most faithful of
husbands.

He thought it was a kind of open
marriage.

Right, and what happens on tour stays on
tour. And after three years of

marriage, Anya felt betrayed and
humiliated. Jez basically took her for

but obviously never expected her to act.
Surely leave.

So when Anya hooked up with Michael,
that must have really thrown him.

Still haven't heard from your brother?

You know what?

I think he's actually ignoring my calls.

I keep thinking about how things were
between us, you know, when we last saw

each other.

They weren't great. In fact, if I'm
honest, I kind of think it's because of

that we're going our separate ways.

Then maybe you should go visit him in
Antigua.

You think?

Yeah.

Well, talk to him.

I'm heading to the lab. You want me to
drop you off at the shack?

Uh, no. Um, take me to the high street,
please. I need to get a bucket and

spade.

As in a... As in a kiddie's bucket and
spade for, like, the beach.

What other kind of bucket and spade is
there?

Sir, um, for the case.

Or... Are you having a break now?

Probably both.

Well, that's me done.

Sarge, you don't need to stress yourself
over this Jez Garman complaint.

Like you said, the man's a total bozo.
And the commissioner will definitely see

that. Because he can see through the
lies.

You're not too sure about it.

There's something that you don't know
about me.

From before I came back to St. Maureen.

In Jamaica, I messed up on a case big
time.

And it's on my file and the commissioner
knows about it. So, no.

No, I'm not sure he's going to have my
back on this.

That's why you're transferred.

Well, I mean, look, I wouldn't be so
sure about that search.

Because one thing I know for a fact is
that the commissioner wants to give

everyone a chance.

Because, I mean, he did with me.

Best decision he ever made.

Morning, Sarge. Officer Rolls. Oh, the
same.

Yes, Thomas, the Sarge.

Somebody's giving the inspector some
here.

I never thought I'd see the day the man
could have an afro.

Whoever did this is making a bold
statement.

Morning,

Inspector.

Have you seen the poster?

Someone's giving you a glow -up. Yeah,
I've seen it. Yeah, that really brings

out your cheekbones, Inspector.

Kind of suits you.

Oh, and he's got this little kiddie's
bucket.

And spades.

Four of them, in fact.

One bottle.

One dose of poison.

Three people drink the same liquid from
the same bottle.

Now, how come only one of them ingest
the poison and the other two don't?

Well, that's not possible.

Why not?

They're sending all of them. Or poison,
so how?

How indeed, Sergeant Fletcher.

Is that from the lab?

Yes. Oh.

Confirms the liquid in the bottle we
found in Mr Dempster's cigar box was

Not legal, but definitely not murder.

Oh, sorry, your buckets.

Oh.

The piece walked all the sand away.

It's like it was never there.

The water made the sand disappear.

Or did it actually disappear?

I mean, what if it was there all along?

I think he poisoned one of these
lozenges and added poison to that wine

on stage after he died.

No one goes near the bottle he drank
from.

As for the fiasco, fairly high glucose
levels.

And if that explains the bottle, then
where did the poison come from?

In a very, very swift make -up, costume
change, reappear as a caliban in Act 1,

Scene 2.

And with my long nails, I'll dig deep.

Eat us.

You know who did it.

And I think I know why.

But what about the how, Inspector?

I mean, that's what the whole biggie's
about, right? I'm pretty sure I know the

how as well.

But, Officer Rhodes, I need you to run
another tox report on Mr. Farrow, but I

need a glass of water first. You're
dehydrated.

No, it's not a drink. It's just a little
experiment that will finally prove what

really happened on stage three days ago.

One glass of water coming right up.

Now, I don't want to talk ill of the
dead.

However... I think it's fair to say that
Michael Farah was a selfish and self

-interested individual who only cared
about what he wanted in life and how he

was going to get it.

But did the malicious and hurtful things
he did to each of you really mean he

had to die?

Anya, you obviously thought he did.

Because it was you that poisoned him.
What?

No.

I absolutely did not.

The mystery we've been trying to solve
throughout this case is how three people

could drink from the same poison bottle,
yet only one of them dies.

We didn't know it, but the answer has
been right in front of us from the

And in a way, Mr Farah gave it to us in
his dying breath.

And with my long nails, I'll dig thee
pig... And I, with my long nails, will

thee pig nuts.

Because that's the thing about Caliban.

He was a monster, right?

And as part of Michael's make -up, to
help make him look more monstery, his

nails are painted.

And that's how he was poisoned.

We need to get this to the lab. But
we've already had Michael's fingernails

tested, and it was confirmed...

there were traces of cyanide in the
dried varnish.

It was administered, Anya, by you during
his wardrobe change from the bosun into

his caliban costume, make -up and
painted fingernails.

Nathan, you said Michael would get
particularly nervous while waiting to go

stage for Act 2, Scene 2, yeah?

He would pace and bite his nails.

Which after touring for 12 months
together, and having become intimate

you also knew Enya.

But I told you, Michael only ended
things with me half an hour before he

How could I plan his murder in that
time?

You're right.

Michael's murder was planned in advance.

But now we know the killer had to be
you, then it follows that you'd already

found out Michael was planning to end
his relationship with you.

You getting in?

Yeah, maybe.

And with Michael telling Jez as much...
Look, I'm going to end things with Anya.

I think you overheard that conversation.

After everything, I thought you should
know.

And we believe that's when you decided
to kill him.

Then if Michael's fingernails were
poisoned... Well, why was there poison

bottle? That was to misdirect us, right?

To confuse us with the seeming
impossibility that three people could

it. But only one die.

Why weren't they all killed?

I'm glad you asked me that, Mr Dempster.

Because to answer that, we need to look
to your own plan to get back at Michael

Farah. We know Miss Chambers helped to
put you to bed a number of times when

overindulged. Me and the uranian, I took
it in turns, bless him. But he needs a

bed. And you admitted yourself. You left
the cigar box containing the syringe,

the lozenges.

I might have left it lying around.

And... This little bottle lying around
the place.

We believe you came across this box,
Miss Chambers.

And that's when

your plan started to take shape.

But instead of using LSD, you used a
fatal poison.

Now, I have to admit, it didn't register
with me at first.

The significance.

But when our lab tested the liquid in
that poison bottle, the cherry juice...

for the fiasco... They found the level
of glucose in it... Higher than normal.

That's where this comes in.

Just over an hour ago, I dropped one of
Mr Dempster's throat lozenges in this

glass of water.

And now look.

It's gone.

Dissolved.

And that's exactly what you did, Anya,
with that wine bottle.

Just before yourself, Jez and Michael
went on that stage for Act 2, Scene 2.

You see, as long as the lozenge was
whole and hadn't dissolved, it was

safe to drink from.

Which you all did.

But by the time we arrived at the crime
scene and sent the bottle to the lad to

be tested, the lozenge had already
melted away.

releasing the poison, making it seem
like it had been there all along.

But why?

Why did you kill him?

Anya, when you and Michael got together,
you were still feeling hurt

and embarrassed by your husband's
ongoing infidelities,

him taking you for granted. So for
Michael, the...

Kindred spirit that you'd risked
everything for to humiliate you even

finishing with you only a few months
after getting together.

Well, it more than hurt.

And that's when you realized that
perhaps the rumors you've heard about

which you previously dismissed, were
actually true. That Mr. Dempsey's claim

that Michael spiked him

So you decided to do something that was
long overdue. And on behalf of yourself

and everyone else here whose life he'd
ruined, you would give Michael something

he deserved to make him the one to
finally suffer.

His own downfall. His own humiliation.

Right there on that stage, for all the
world to see.

And that, Miss Chambers, is why you
killed him.

Anya Chambers, I'm arresting you for the
murder of Michael Farah.

You do not have to say anything.

But it may harm your defense if you do
not mention when questioned something

which you later rely on in court.

You're not seeing enough of yourself
already?

It's never enough.

Return of the bozo.

Could we have a quick... Chat, please.

I just want to let you know that I
officially dropped my complaint this

and I wanted to say I'm sorry.

You know you could have lost me my job
just because I wouldn't have a drink

you.

What kind of sick little messed up brain
you have?

Yeah, that's pretty much what your
commissioner said.

Wait, the commissioner?

Yeah, he was the one who insisted I
apologise and said he was going to

with wasting police time. He caught my
agent.

He's a pretty terrifying guy, actually.

Oh, and there he is.

OK. Well, look, I'd rather not have to
deal with him again, so I'm really

Sir?

He apologized?

He did.

Thank you, sir.

I'm sorry I couldn't get him to drop his
complaint sooner.

The man was clearly making it all up.

So you knew he was lying all along? Of
course.

But one has to follow procedure in
situations like this.

It's... I just...

I just thought you didn't believe me,
sir.

You know, after everything that happened
before.

You made a promise to me that there were
going to be no more mistakes.

And I tend to take people at their word.
You're a good sergeant.

I can see that.

So, keep it up.

OK, if I get a bullseye on this next
throw, I'll book a ticket to Antigua and

I'll go and see Saul.

Um... Maybe make it best of three?

Yeah.

Another ball's light and I'm definitely
going to Antigua.

I

don't believe

it.

Well, that's that then.

I guess it's really happening.

Dear Thomas, I'm just letting you know I
won't be coming in tomorrow.

I'm actually taking your advice as it
goes.

I'm going to see Sol.

Yeah? Well, I mean, I don't even know if
he wants to see me, but, hey, what's

the worst that can happen?

More water, please.

I think it rather suits him.

Yeah? That's the same thing I said, sir.

Looks like one of the Jackson 5.

And it is rather amusing, isn't it?

Sir. Yes, Thomas?

What is it?

I think something has happened to the
inspector.

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