All language subtitles for Beyond Paradise s04e03

I thought Morris dancing was all
handkerchiefs and knee bells.

Traditionally, yeah. But this, this is
dark Morris.

It's anarchic cousin, much more
subversive.

It's called The Legend of the
Knockerhole Dragon.

A fearsome beast is devouring the
villagers, but no knight slays it. Which

Margo again?

I'm guessing the dragon.

No, she's one of the villagers that
kills the beast with a poison pie.

She's been practicing for weeks, dancing
around the office, trying to force

-feed me Pasky.

Oh, I think that's her at the back.

Oh, let's just watch, shall we?

It's pretty obvious what's going on.

Ah, is that it? Bravo, excellent,
excellent.

Get his EpiPen.

Someone help him, please.

It's not in the case.

Where is it?

One morning in the month of June, down
by a rolling river, there a weary

traveller chanced to stay and he bailed
his lover.

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were
brown, her hair in ringlets hanging

had a lovely face without a frown, just
as the tide was flowing.

Looks like it was an allergic reaction.

The paramedics gave him an epinephrine
shot.

They're just hoping he's got it in time.

What was he allergic to?

Latex. You know Marvelous, don't you?

Oh, yes. Kindred Mariner. I bought my
boat from you. Then let her drift out to

sea like some Janny Fortnite.

Lord alone knows how.

Yes.

Sorry, latex, you say?

Yeah, anything with rubber.

His name's Craig.

He's new to the site.

But you warned us about his allergy as
soon as he joined.

Carries an EpiPen in case of
emergencies.

He showed us all how to use it.

Right, so why wait for the medics?
Because it's gone missing from its case.

saw Craig check it before the show.

Are you saying someone stole it? Well,
it didn't vanish on its own.

Wait, but if someone took it, that means
they knew Craig would have a serious

reaction and they wanted to delay his
treatment?

Not with anything we use.

It's been a right pain having to buy new
costumes and masks. Make sure it's all

latex -free.

Yes, but that doesn't rule out them
contaminating it later. Let's gather

everything up, get it to forensics for
analysis, please.

Maybe he touched something with latex
earlier on. No, Craig's allergy is a

one. Any reaction happens the moment he
comes into contact with it. So someone

intentionally treated it? They did so
during the death? I mean, literally the

moment before he collapsed?

It would take a few seconds, yes.

But we were all watching.

So what have we met?

What have we met?

The EpiPen helped, but he's not out of
the woods yet. We're having to keep him

sedated, give his body time to recover.

Fingers crossed he'll be okay.

Don't those tubes contain rubber?

No, everything here is silicon or
nitrile -based. Even my gloves.

I've got a squishy in my pocket.

Sorry, I bought it for you. If you have
headaches, I'll help you stretch.

I'm good, thanks. You keep it.

It's OK.

It's polyurethane.

But maybe don't touch him, just in case.

Right, yes, no.

Do you know when we might be able to
question him?

Maybe in a day or so.

But until then, no visitors.

Doctor's orders.

Thanks, Lucy.

I'm sorry, I just wanted to check he was
OK.

You're part of the Morris side, aren't
you?

One of the musicians?

Yeah, I'm... Holly, my husband Matthew's
the side leader.

Please don't tell him I was here.

Well, the plot thickens.

Where have you been?

Out.

Walking, trying to make sense of it all.

Why are the police involved?

They think it may have been deliberate,
which is absurd.

It was an accident.

Hey.

You need to forget about him.

It's just you and me now.

Come here.

Fresh star, yeah?

Yes?

Do stand in the doorway, Humphrey.
That's enormously helpful. Sorry, Anne.

Mm -hm.

Right, so, what do you think?

Your writing's terrible when you're
stressed.

But I like the carpool idea.

Mm -hm. How would that work in practice?

Not a clue.

You've put here it's a cost saving of £5
,000.

Yeah? Do you think it should be more?

I just need to show budget cuts that
match one of the team's salary.

Then I can argue that I don't need to
let anyone go at all.

Well, what if you go paperless?

No.

Writing notes on scraps of paper, it's
how I work.

Suppose I could write things on my
sleeve.

I'll keep thinking.

Good idea, though. Great.

Yeah, thanks.

Love you.

See you later.

Bye,

Anne.

Thanks for breakfast.

If he gets under my feet anymore, I'll
have to wear him the slippers.

Why are you putting Morris up there?

He's as daft as a brushed owl, but he's
not an allergy psycho.

And neither am I. We can't rule anyone
out at the moment. You play the villager

who poisoned him. You had access to his
epi case. If I can find a motive, you're

my prime suspect.

Morning, Kelby.

Jan Dobry.

Sorry, I'm trying to learn Polish.

Jan Dobry means good morning.

It's really hard language.

Which you're attempting.

Why?

Oh.

Her name's Agnieszka.

We met online.

She's a PE teacher at an orphanage near
Gdansk. Is that why the new aftershave?

So she can smell you from here.

Ignore her. She looks lovely.

Almost too good to be true.

I know. I'm a lucky guy.

Morning, all.

What's that new effort?

I'm going to call forensics.

You've had some more messages from that
Mr Smith at the hub.

He's going to start stalking you soon.
Yes, yes, I'll talk to him later.

Any update on our Morris victim, Craig
Fields?

Still unconscious, but stabilised. So
it's looking more hopeful.

The cider really pleased.

Holly Willis in particular?

There have been rumours, and I can't
lie.

I mean, I wouldn't kick Craig out of bed
if he wanted to get cosy under my

duvet. A little focus, Margot, please.

What facts do we know about him? Well,
he's a carpenter and joiner by trade.

He bought a damaged boat off Marvellous,
which he's living on at the boatyard

while he's fixing it up.

He's planning on sailing round the world
when it's done.

Wait. This damaged boat, it's not the
Lily Bond, is it? You better hope not.

Otherwise Esther will slap your photo up
on that board and all.

Craig doesn't sound like your typical
Morris dancer.

Which is what, exactly?

Well, you've all met Marvellous, right?

He might be a vaky oddball, but he's got
a heart of gold. Same as Craig, who, it

turns out, has done Morris before.

He had a lot of...

Fancy ideas which Matthew wasn't
impressed with. Matthew Willis, side

They're called the Squires.

Squires? It's a big Willis family
tradition which Matthew felt Craig was

usurping. Is that why the changes, the
shift to Dark Morris?

Was that all down to Craig? Yeah, we put
it to the vote and Craig won.

Even Holly voted for it.

Ouch. Is that when the rumour started?

Pretty much.

Holly. They used to jam together,
composing music for the knuckle hole.

Craig carved her a wooden table pipe.

Matthew's face when he gave it to her.

You want a motive?

I'd start right there.

I think we need more than just making
someone a recorder.

Yes, let's not rush to assumptions.

There are motives other than jealousy to
consider.

So let's look into Craig's finances and
background, please, Margaret. Lab report

says there's no trace of latex on any of
the staff, masks or costumes.

Yet. Craig collapsed mid -dance. So how
was his allergy triggered unnoticed?

We need someone to have filmed it.

Er, I do know someone who recorded it on
their phone.

Excellent. Let's get a copy of that
before they delete it. Really? Yes,

OK. I did a sweep of the crime scene. I
found a sweet wrapper.

Mm -hmm. A feather of some sort.

And 13 cigarette butts. Because like you
say, we can't assume it's

irrelevant. Quite right, Kelby. The
smallest detail may prove pivotal.

Strawberry cheer.

Interesting.

There was no feather of this kind on the
Morris costume, so, uh... What

bird does this belong to?

No wonder.

The holy grail of golf is something
called an eagle, apparently, or

How do I look?

Like a lawsuit waiting to happen.

Please don't swing that in here.

Were they dance clubs?

Yes.

Lance Kendrick, who's chair of the
Sports and Culture Committee, asked if I

played, so naturally I said yes.

Because?

Well, they're allocating seats to all
the new councillors and I don't want to

get stuck on the Committee of Strategic
Works.

I thought if I play around with Lance,
he might invite me on board.

You said play around with him.

Oh. I knew you meant golf.

Well, next time, I'll phrase it more
carefully.

Wish me luck.

Let him win. You'll be fine.

If we don't sell all these, can I take
some home for Mum tonight?

Help soften her up before I tell her
about my travel plans.

She'll be fine about it. Well, I'm
hoping she might miss me a bit.

Of course she will.

And it will make the short time you have
left together all the more precious.

She'll spoil you rotten.

You have met my mum, right?

Esther, hi.

You wanted to see me? Did you want to
book in another massage? No.

Last night you were filming that Morris
dance.

I need a copy of the footage.

It may have information we can use.

Oh, sure, yeah.

No problem.

Sorry, do you mind if I... Yeah, it
should be in the gallery.

Hello, Gordon Van.

Yes, Sandra, we've got you in for 10
.30.

OK, we'll see you then.

OK, bye.

Oh, sorry.

So many photos.

New man syndrome.

I expect you were the same, right?

Archie told me you guys used to date.

Briefly? It wasn't a big deal.

Quick fling, nothing major.

Yeah, no, that's what he said.

Right. Oh, it's not a problem. It's
actually quite a relief.

You know, that it wasn't my massage
technique making you so tense the other

No, that was more about work stressing
me out, not Archie. That's long gone. In

fact, I was the one who ended it.

Great.

Ah, here.

Sorry. No, rest for the wicked.

Golden pen.

Hold on one. I'm done.

Thanks.

Nice to see you.

Yep. Was that for the hot stone?

It's from Archie's new girlfriend.

It's not great quality.

Why can't she just stay still?

I think she's dancing. It's hard not to.
It's a really catchy tune.

How long before Craig collapses?

It's round about here.

Ruined my star moment.

I'm like Marga Fontaine with that pie.

Just saying.

Okay.

All right, everyone, watch closely.

Here we go.

Any second now.

Just a minute.

Oh, God!

Oh,

for God's sake! We missed it. Oh, turn
the camera!

I think it's over.

Was that it? No, something's wrong.

Look, Holly's the first person to help
Craig, but who's that bringing his epi

case over?

Who's your prime suspect now?

And here, wait, please, marvelous, hold
your horses, shoulders back, stand up

straight, full energy, please. Here we
go, and one, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, smile, out, turn, round,
wait, stop, stop!

What are you doing?

Aside from humiliating myself just so I
can dance with this adorable woman, I

have no idea.

It's lunchtime.

There's a scrumpy with my name on it at
Kitty J's.

Why have you dragged us all here for
this whip, Pop? We're performing in

at the weekend.

And since we don't have a dragon
anymore, we need to practice a new

Feels wrong doing anything while Craig's
still unconscious.

Right, let's wait Lee's back. I want to
bash a big stick about not wave a white

hanky like I'm trying to surrender.

No one is more concerned about Craig
than me.

But this isn't about him.

It's about returning to our roots.

Honouring our commitments.

And doing as your squire says.

Hello?

Sorry, music stopped.

Hope we're not interrupting.

Not at all, Inspector.

I'm explaining how Morris Danson's
celebration of community, of spring and

light. Dark Morris is, well, that's a
different path.

And we need to make a choice.

You can't have both.

Holly. Holly, we're rehearsing. I need a
vape. Take five, everyone.

That's fine, anyway. We'll need to speak
to you all privately.

We'll also need to see the dragon dance
again. I believe Margo mentioned it. I

told Marvis to bring in some spare
sticks.

Their wish is my command.

Excellent. Thank you, Marvis.

Matthew? If you could get everything set
up, I need to talk to Holly. OK.

I can't do this. I'm going to skedaddle.

Yeah, tell him I'm ill.

Dr Curry, don't get all choppery. Stay
put, keep stum. You ain't done nothing

wrong.

Now breathe.

You want a gherkin with that? I pickle
my own.

Very tasty.

So you're done with Dark Morris?

Well, I think one foray was enough,
given the result and consequences.

Understandable.

Although I did like the masks.

The way... They were used as a disguise
to hide the dancers' true identities and

stop them being found out.

Historically speaking, obviously.

Well, you've done your research,
Inspector.

Hmm.

Although I suppose if Craig's allergy
was triggered deliberately and someone's

still using their mask in much the same
way.

And if it was just an accident, as the
rest of us believe, then he'd no crime

investigate.

I would love to believe that.

If only I could explain the EpiPen.

You were the one who got Craig's EpiKit.

Do you have any idea why the pen wasn't
in there?

Must have fallen out.

Been mislaid.

So, another accident?

That's the simplest explanation.

Craig was a popular member of the side.

If a tad headstrong, like myself.

It caused some issues at the start,
but...

I soon learned to... to embrace the
challenges he offered.

Why would anyone want to hurt him?

What if he was too popular?

With somebody's wife?

I can assure you, Inspector, Holly takes
her wedding vows as seriously as I do.

Quit years ago.

I guess that's the way life is. You can
resist temptation for so long and then

realise you've been fooling yourself the
whole time.

Is that how it was with Craig?

Oh, you heard the gossip then.

It's not true.

We weren't having an affair. I wouldn't.

I love my husband and my kids.

They're my life.

Why would I jeopardize that for what?

Sex.

It's not worth it.

Nothing is.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

I just wish Craig hadn't come here.

It's changed everything.

You can't help who you fall in love
with, but you can decide what you do

it.

You can choose to stop seeing them, even
if it makes you really unhappy.

You have to.

It still hurts, though.

For better or for worse, you have to do
the right thing.

For the sake of your family.

Is that you talking, or Matthew?

This isn't his fault.

It's mine.

You do realise this is pointless.

We don't have a dragon.

Well, I'm volunteering to take his
place.

Thank you.

Don't worry, I've done Scottish country
dancing.

It's cool.

Best Highland flame.

One of the 15s.

He won a medal.

How is any of this relevant?

Well, I need to experience the dance
from Craig's point of view, assess his

interaction with the side.

Before the side can even make the
rehearsal.

We have jobs.

We can't teach the whole dance in a
lunch hour.

No, no, no. Not the whole dance. Just
the last part before Craig collapsed.

Who remembers when that was?

It was just as I go to get the poison
pie.

I'll walk him through it.

Fine. If we go from the dragon's
battle... Inspector, you stand in the

Yes, all right. The others, all around.

Esther, are you ready?

I'm waiting.

Music maestro, please.

We're almost there.

I wasn't expecting that. I would have
peeled away to get the pie and inspect

now. Now what?

Oh, yeah, right, everyone stop.

I need to mark all your final positions.

Are we done now?

Uh, no, one more thing. Margot, when you
peel off to get the poisoned pie, what

was the prop you used?

A port pie.

A real one?

Yeah. The fake ones contain rubber.

Did Colby collect up that pie for
testing? Because I've read with a latex

allergy that there are certain foods
that can also trigger a reaction.

No, Bob ate it while we were waiting for
the ambulance.

I was hungry.

Craig fell down before I even collected
it. And it never went anywhere near him.

And I was much further back than this.

You dropping the staff, it threw me. I
was more here.

I think.

Why are you looking at me?

I never hurt him, I swear.

It's too hot in there.

I had a bit of a panic attack.

It's OK.

Take your time.

I like Craig.

He's a great guy.

He gave me this fitness routine and a
diet plan.

Helped me lose weight.

I feel lucky to know him.

Did he charge you for that advice, Bob?

No, of course not. Why?

Craig's bank details show you recently
made two payments into his account, both

for £4 ,900, just under the £5 ,000
threshold banks are required to report.

It was an investment.

We were going into business together.

What kind of business?

I don't know.

I mean, um... It's not happening.

Craig backed out. He told me he'd
changed his mind.

But he kept your money.

Well... He'll repay it. He has to.

What if he doesn't?

What will you do to persuade him?

I ain't going to kill him, am I?

How can he pay me back then?

Except Craig isn't dead.

So triggering his allergy would serve as
a pretty effective warning.

I wouldn't.

I've never hurt anyone in my life.

I'm a boring accountant who lives in a
rented bedsit.

It's why I gave Craig the money in the
first place, so I could change things.

And then he changes his mind and says he
doesn't want to do it anymore.

Having spent all my money, now that
ain't right.

And he knows it.

Come on, Bob.

What was the money for, Bob?

This business you planned, what did
Craig not want to do anymore?

No comment.

No.

What have you and Bob been up to?

Nothing, my sweet, I swear.

My sweet's a strawberry too.

Answer the question.

The day you joined the police was the
day I turned my back on anything

disreputable. As a mark of respect.

You told me you hated fishing.

Ever since that incident with the
lobster.

Which you have promised never to mention
again. That's all Craig's gear. He

borrows my van from time to time. Just
dump the sticks on top.

Flaming, Ellison.

Now give that ear.

Let's pretend you never saw that.

If you've got nothing to hide, we'll
just show it to the inspector and you

explain it to him.

No need to get savage on me. Whatever
you're thinking, all them cramby doubts,

they're wrong.

Prove it.

It's my bad.

I forgot it was in the van when I loaded
up the Morris deck.

What do you use it for?

Best waterproof in there is. Every
boatyard has some.

Isn't that a bit risky with Craig about?

He don't use it on his boat and I keep
it locked in my shed.

It was only in the van because I lost my
last lot in a break -in. I had to go to

the depot, buy some more.

Somebody stole it?

Kids, probably.

I had a camera on the shed and they
broke that too.

I asked Craig if he saw anything and he
said no.

Does Bob ever visit your boatyard,
Marvellous? Bob told us he was going

business with Craig. He paid him a lot
of money, most of which Craig then paid

to you.

That's right.

To buy the boat he's rebuilding, and he
got a fair price.

You want to look at my books?

Go ahead.

I've got nothing to hide.

This business that they were planning,
were you involved in that too?

Craig asked me.

I said no.

Out of respect for that goddess, who I
still revere to this day.

Are you taking medication we're not
aware of, Margo?

My only drug is love. And my only crime
is not telling Margo how I felt till it

was too late.

So this Bob and Craig business was
illegal, then?

It didn't happen, and it won't. Not now
that Craig's found the love of his life,

too. You mean Holly's? I told her, if he
were lucky enough to find his soulmate,

he should fight for her.

And that's why Craig's staying and why
the bar business ain't happening.

Does Holly know Craig's staying?

He told everyone in the side during
rehearsals.

So Matthew knew as well?

Should have kept my big gob shut,
shouldn't I?

We need to find out what business Bob
and Craig were planning. And even more

urgently, who stole Marvellous' liquid
rubber?

Unless he's lying, of course, to cover
why it was hidden in his van.

Hello,

house owner.

Oh, gosh, it's finally happening.

That's amazing.

I'm online shopping already.

I have this urge to buy furniture.

What do you think about hanging oak
chairs?

Have you been sunbathing? Because I
think you might have sunstroke.

We could buy a hammock for the garden
and a duck house for Zoe.

Oh, he'd love that.

And Mum will be just as pleased.

It's driving her mad having us there the
whole time.

Well, look, I hope she knows how much we
appreciate it. Let's say it with wine

and a takeaway.

She really likes Thai.

Chicken satay and green curry coming up.

Martha? Sorry.

Just hit me.

We're really doing this, aren't we?

It's a big new adventure.

I'm glad it's with you.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Bye.

Was that Mr Smith?

He's been calling non -stop. I'm running
out of excuses.

No, Kelby, don't worry. It's okay. I'll
deal with it.

I have exactly the answer he needs. Any
luck identifying that bird, Feather? Oh,

yes.

And it's not a bird. See, I think it's
part of a fishing floy. What do you

reckon?

Oi!

That's Grumpy at Kitty J's.

There's a glass with my name on it.

I have to work if you fancy it.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

It's the perfect weapon.

A metal fishing hook coated in latex.
One scratch, instant collapse.

But neither Bob, Marvellous or Matthew
got close enough to Craig to be able to

scratch him. If the hook was attached to
the staff, it might have done.

But that would have left latex traces on
the staff and there weren't any.

Margot.

You said there were fishing rods in
Marvellous' van?

A fishing line attached to a staff would
be near invisible at night.

Is he still outside?

No, he's gone now.

Colby.

Can you go to his boatyard and bring
back that broken security camera?

We need to get it fixed to find out if
someone stole that latex as he claims.

wouldn't have lied about that. Then why
won't you tell us what Craig and Bob

were up to? I'm getting an answer to
that tonight.

You just leave it with me.

It can have been a fish in line. It's
too haphazard and noticeable.

Well, let's watch and find out.

Not now, please, Margot.

So, not just me you ignore, but your
staff too.

Interesting. Mr Smith, I was about to
call. I thought we should FaceTime

instead. Trim the fat in person. Oh,
Esther, Margot, this is Mr Smith.

Superintendent Wood's replacement at the
hub.

If you're not too busy, Sergeant, my
battle elixir for the war against crime

the decaf soy latte.

I believe the ones at the Ten Mile are
excellent.

Well, I am actually... I'm sure you can
expand your bandwidth to multitask me up

a biscotti as well.

Thank you.

Inspector, shall we?

Yeah, of course.

That way.

Flat white for me. No sugar, thanks.

Now, you have caught me on the hop a
bit.

And I will...

Get Margot to do a proper spreadsheet.

But I think these ideas clearly show how
we can save enough money to keep

funding all our staff.

You see, this is the problem.

You're trying to boil the ocean.
Instead, focus on deliverables and close

loop. Which number of staff are you
going to lose? You see, that's my point.

thought we could solve the problem in a
more people -friendly manner. We're

downsizing for the future.

Not me.

I'm juggling balls non -stop throughout
the day.

If your sergeant has time to get coffee,
then how relevant is she? Well, that's

hardly fair. You are her superior. She
was just doing what you are. We need

skies, Inspector, not sheep.

And it's your job to dump the needle in
that direction.

Understood.

Do you ever worry you drink too much
caffeine?

Says the man who sells alcohol for a
living.

They say wine has its health benefits
that can be therapeutic at times.

I'm more of a beer person myself.

Not how I remember it.

Well, that's nostalgia for you.

Everyone looks better in hindsight.

Thank you.

Either, oh my, rather than me, help me,
or we're a dummy.

You're right, Esther.

It wasn't a fishing line. It must be
something else.

What did Mr. Smith want?

What? Why did he send me off like that?

Um, no reason.

It's just his manner.

He's lucky I didn't deck him.

Yes, good restraint, Sergeant. Well
done.

Kelby, is that marvellous, the security
camera?

Shouldn't it be with tech support?

Oh, they've got a backlog of cases. It's
going to take them weeks. So I thought

I'd have a go myself.

It's a bit... Zwozrony, mind.

Complicated. It's Polish.

Agnieszka called me last night. She said
it was a compliment.

New girlfriend. Don't ask.

OK.

Oh, I'm going home. I can't hear that
music again. It's like an earworm. No,

answer must be here somewhere. I'm just
not seeing it.

Craig's allergy was triggered by someone
unseen while we were watching it. How?

Maybe the latex was on Margot's
strawberry chew.

You've cracked the case, Sherlock.

Remind me.

What was my motive?

You've admitted fancying Craig?

He fancied Holly.

Oh. It's a classic case of unrequited
love demanding payback.

Night, all.

If I ever do decide to kill someone,
she'll be the first to know.

How on earth did this happen?

Well, it wasn't me. It was a golf cart.
Nearly ran me over on the fairway. I'm

lucky it wasn't my leg.

Did you at least get the committer you
wanted?

Sports and culture.

Sadly, no.

One look at my golf swing told Lance my
talents lie elsewhere.

Oh, you're strong on culture, though.

I certainly gave that cart driver some
Anglo -Saxon advice.

You've got to help. I know, and I bring
Ty Takeaway in to celebrate.

We can air head over tomorrow and start
renovating. Oh, it's very exciting.

Have we decided who you're going to use?

Ah, we'll just do it ourselves.

Yeah. Oh, you'll need a professional.

Make sure it's done properly.

No offence, Humphrey.

What about that Morris leader?

Matthew. Isn't he an architect?

Yes, and a suspect in the case for
investigating.

Is that the allergy one?

There's a Mr Smith who was talking about
that on the golf course.

He's not convinced it's a genuine crime.

I'm sorry, what?

Mr Smith?

Yes, from the hub.

He was one of our group.

He's very charming and a very good
golfer.

Oh, so that's one of the balls he's been
juggling, is it?

He's very concerned about you and about
your whole team, in fact.

He's worried you're wasting police time
investigating something that could be an

accident. Well, it wasn't, and I'm not.

I'll get us some plates and glasses.

Oh, it's very exciting.

Can't wait to see it tomorrow.

Me neither. I'm sorry about your
committee.

Oh, never mind. I'm sure I'll find some
other way to serve the community.

She doesn't know about Mr Smith.

Don't be cross with her.

I'm not. I'm angry at him.

He's questioning my team's work ethic
while he's off playing golf.

Not a genuine crime.

Craig's allergy was triggered
deliberately. I knew it.

I just don't know by who.

I thought you'd promised I wouldn't be a
fishing widow anymore.

No, I'm just sorting everything out to
sell on eBay.

These are broken.

Don't worry, I'll make sure they're
disposed of safely.

It's not a date, I know that.

It's you and me having a drink.

And that made me feel... florid.

I'll put him on one of my ex -husband's
graves.

Now, deal the time.

Here. One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven. One, two, three, four, five, six,

seven. Go.

Well, come on then.

The suspense is killing me.

What do you mean?

You've cooked dinner, bought more beer,
there's muffins for after. This is

teenage code for I've done something or
I'm about to. Oh my God.

You're so cynical.

And right, obviously.

Okay, so... I've put together an
itinerary.

I want to go travelling.

Load up my backpack, get a round -the
-world ticket and have some adventures.

I've been talking to Martha and she's
been really encouraging.

Wait, you told Martha before me?

She's been giving me loads of extra
shifts so I can build up my savings.

I've got enough for a ticket already.

I have to do this soon or I'll never do
it all.

So who's stopping you?

You are.

I just wonder what you'll do, whether
you'll be all right.

Of course I will.

I just, I don't want you to be lonely,
especially since you've broken up with

Archie. Oh, please.

He still likes you, you know. Well, I'm
a very lovable person.

You are.

I'm going to miss you.

So I'll phone all the time, wherever I
am. Better had.

And I promise I'll be back.

Are you sure you're okay about it? If
it's what you want, yes.

Great. Go for it.

Very forced.

Why is Bob watching us like that?

I don't know.

Maybe he can't believe that dreams do
come true.

Hmm.

Okay.

Time to wake up.

Because I'm here for one reason, and
that's to save your sorry sentimental

You're a suspect in an attempted murder
investigation, so you need to tell me

what Craig and that... Blow on what
we're planning, or we are never, ever

to sit here and drink scrimpy again.

Got it.

Smuggly. That was Craig and Bob's new
business?

Apparently, Craig built secret
compartments into the boat's hull.

Marva said he'd show you, but only
because it was a plan that never

Well, because Craig fell in love and
vetoed the idea, we really have to talk

him. Is there any word yet from the
hospital?

Lucy said he'll be conscious later
today.

She'll call me soon as.

Sir, I'm getting somewhere with this
camera. I should have it fixed soon.

Right. We'll be at the boatyard.

Let us know when you do. Thank you,
Kelby.

I was blackmailed to show you these. I
want that on record.

Right. And what contraband were they
planning to hide? That's the limit of my

knowledge. I'm showing you an empty
space and it's going to stay that way.

can't arrest people for an idea they've
decided against.

Understood.

Thank you, Marvellous.

It's all a bit Marie Celeste.

You'd think he'd have something of
Holly's here.

Photo.

Or a bit of clothing.

No, it's a little big forehead, don't
you think?

Kelby.

Hello?

All right, we're coming now.

Esther?

Kelby, speak to the camera.

Says we need to see it right away.

so I set it up to play from just before
the break -in. Is there no sound?

Not on this model, but look.

Oh, that's not good.

I went there to...

Beg him to leave.

I said I could cope with being unhappy
as long as my children

felt safe and loved instead of
abandoned.

I didn't know Matthew had followed me.

What happened?

What happened after Matthew smashed the
camera? Did he go into the shed, take

the latex?

No, he just left. He didn't take
anything. Holly, he didn't take it. He

wouldn't. You don't understand.

Please, I have nothing else to say. You
have to go.

We will need to talk to Matthew about
this incident.

Yes, and Craig too, when he's fully
conscious.

Is he allowed visitors?

No, not yet.

Soon.

Benji.

Benji, can you stop that?

You put the pipe down, it's not a toy.

Sorry.

DS Williams?

Hi.

Great, okay.

It's Lucy.

Craig's awake and responsive. She says
we can question him.

Ask her if he has a cut on his head.

Some kind of graze.

What?

A cut on the back of his head. Ask her
to check now, please, if she can.

DI Goodman would like you to check to
see if Craig has a cut or graze on the

back of his head, please, Lucy.

Yes, no.

Great, one sec.

Yes, a slight graze. Why?

I need to listen again to the footage we
took of the Morristowns. Oh, not again.

Which one?

Both of them.

I knew these held the answer, but it
wasn't that I couldn't see it.

It was that I just didn't hear it.

Close your eyes, please.

All of you, listen.

For what? Your favourite, the knuckle
-hole tune.

This is from the rehearsal we did
yesterday lunchtime.

Now this is from the music from the
actual dance when Craig suffered his

attack.

They're different.

Exactly.

In the rehearsal, Holly's pipe plays
throughout.

But on the night of the dance, Holly's
pipe stops prematurely, leaving only the

fiddle and drum playing.

Meaning what?

That Holly was the one that tried to
kill Craig.

She was standing directly behind Craig
as the side danced.

She pretends to keep playing, but slips
a metal dart fashioned from a fishing

fly hook coated in latex into the end of
her pipe.

Everybody was watching the dart as no
one's looking at her. When Craig got

close, she uses her pipe as a weapon to
shoot the dart at the back of his head.

Penetrating the skin guaranteed the
latex reaction would be at its most

She then carries on playing as normal.

It stops as Craig falls and rushes to
his aid. She had to reach in first to

rid of the dart, hence the nick and
breathe into the air.

Calling out for help and acting
distressed just bolstered her alibi. No

would suspect her.

Everyone thought she was Craig's lover.

But she was his lover, wasn't she? Why
would she try and kill him? Because the

person Craig was having an affair with
wasn't Holly.

It was her husband, Matthew.

Holly was a fishing widow in more ways
than one.

You were right about the clothing.

Craig did have something his lover wore.

He had his shirt.

Only he took it from Matthew as a
keepsake for when Matthew stayed home

doting husband and father to Holly and
his kids.

And Holly knew what was happening.

You were talking about Matthew outside
the community centre.

I just wish Craig hadn't come here.

It's changed everything.

You can't help who you fall in love
with, but you can decide what you do

it. You can choose to stop seeing them,
even if it makes you really unhappy.

You have to.

I doubt Craig's the first indiscretion
Holly's had to put up with, but she'd

always tolerated it as long as it was
temporary.

Then Craig decided to stay.

To fight for his new life.

And Holly couldn't let that happen.

She made one final appeal, begging him
to leave.

She knew Matthew's punch wouldn't change
things.

Even if he wanted it to.

Craig wasn't going to accept that. He
was going to force Matthew to choose so

Holly knew she had to act.

So when Matthew left, she went straight
into the shed and took the latex

solution.

Using Matthew's fishing gear and Craig's
wooden flute to end their affair must

have felt grimly appropriate.

Taking the Epipen while everyone
prepared for the dance was easy enough.

Everything was set.

The only thing that went wrong?

The ambulance got there too quickly.

So then later, when we saw her at the
hospital, she didn't go there to check

Craig.

She went to finish him off.

And she knows he's awake now.

She asked about visiting him. What if
she's thinking of trying again?

Holly, stop.

You're under arrest.

For what?

I've just come to see my friend.

Let me through.

Don't let her touch him.

This is ridiculous.

Look, I know it was you, Holly.

I don't know how you did it, but you're
not getting a second chance.

How many second chances have I given
you? You've got something on her hand.

Okay, all right.

Why can't you have chosen me?

Just once.

Holly, just don't.

Take her out. No way. He doesn't want to
press charges.

He's going to sail off abroad, like he
said.

Isn't that right?

Is that what you want, Matthew?

I want my children to have their mother.

I'm me.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid it's up to the CPS whether
they decide to prosecute.

No one here can make that decision.

It's the kids I feel sorry for most.

How did you begin to repair that?

I don't know.

The irony is it's the same ending of the
legend.

The villager who poisons the knuckle
-hole dragon ends up killing themselves

with the same poison by mistake.

Holly hoped getting rid of Craig would
save her family, and she ended up

destroying it as a result.

That's what happens when you're not
honest with each other.

You lose everything.

Just ask Margaret.

No more dancing for us, then.

I'm going to drown my sorrows with a
scrumpy and a game of dominoes.

If my guardian angel would care to join
me.

So I can thank her proudly for all her
kindness.

This is still not a date.

I know that.

And never will be.

You're too weird and strange for any of
that nonsense.

As long as you tolerate me, I'm happy.

Florid, even.

You.

Come on, then.

Cool. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

And if only love was this easy I'd write
a

book about every time you kissed me It
was true, true,

true love We own a house!

Oh my God, it's scary, isn't it?

Does that mean we're grown -ups?

It means we're not living with your
mother anymore.

Allow me, madam.

Your wall.

Gosh,

there's a lot to do, isn't there?

Massive.

Exciting, though.

I'm glad it's just you and me again.

Whoa!

You know what?

What? We didn't bring any glasses.

Love it.

Happy housewarming.

I've, er... I've brought some treats to
celebrate.

Glasses, genius. And a box of truffles,
even better.

I want to put you in a good mood.

Help make my next news a little easier.

Your what?

I've been allotted a place on a
committee.

Oh! What did you get in the end?

Well...

But, nice Mr. Smith, I've been given a
seat on the police and crime panel,

overseeing your activities.

I do hope it won't be a problem.

Cheers.

Someone spotted the mermaid as shipping
out last night. Magic, they were.

Tideline Farms. Someone sabotaged their
seaweed line.

Their biggest mistake was shoving out
the community.

What's this?

People are angry. They don't want
Tideline Farms wrecking this coastline.

is malicious.

It feels like there's a target on my
back. How is our only suspect still a

mermaid?

Agnieszka's coming to visit.

Tell me you didn't send money to someone
you've never met.

If this is about me firing one of my
teams due to an impossibly small budget,

then kindly tell him I've tragically
perished. You didn't tell the suspect!

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