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I'd love to tell you that it gets better.

It doesn't.

30 years in, and I see... It's started already.

What?

You will always feel afraid. You should always feel afraid.

Well, they haven't heard it before.

My point is that surgery is violent, and the day that stops frightening you is

the day you should give up the job.

Darling, sweetie, it's alright.

I've got you.

It's alright, darling.

There we are.

I've got you,

darling.

Am I courageous?

Because I'm willing to open her skull?

Or, am I reckless?

It all depends on the outcome.

So, here ends the lesson.

Nice, please.

What are they doing?

Oi! Ippies!

Get a job!

A student!

Leave them alone!

I hate my job.

No you don't. You hate your boss.

Come on.

Chris, can you please pick up?

Alright, yeah.

Film the cute X -Ray, I'll get there as soon as I can. Go on, hurry, Ashby.

Sorry, Les, mate.

Pack rate's cancelled.

What? Sorry.

What's going on?

What was that?

We will be back.

Oh, Ruth, where the hell are you?

Sergeant Maddox.

Oh, you're a star.

Shall I liaise with the fire service?

He wants to do it himself.

Of course he does.

You know his last sergeant only lasted a fortnight?

Yep. I think I might be going the same way myself.

I won't even let me handle a break in at a swimming pool on my own.

Good luck.

Might have a go at the canoe today, get it ready to go after.

Good at swimming, is he?

It's gonna float.

It is.

Well, good luck to her and all who sail in her. I've got jobs to go to.

Try and enjoy your work.

My husband came up here last summer for a stag do. Never shot a gun in his life,

right? And then comes home with this pheasant. I can't even eat a fish with

head on. And he gets it out and I was like, I can't pluck that as if I'm going

to dig it. It's a private shooting ground, I got it.

Yeah, so they do game shooting and rough shooting, clay pigeon.

Although it did used to be a farm until it was sold in March 2009 to Alice

Stoke and Thomas Marston.

I've reported graffiti, slashed tyres, vandalised fences, but my lodge has to

burnt to the ground before you take it seriously. I'm sorry, I know you're

stressed. I'm Tom Marston. Yeah, Hathaway, Oxford, please. So you think

fire is part of a wider passion?

Put claybornefarm .org in there. See what comes up.

It's just redirecting to hunted .org .uk.

Oh.

That's my business partner, Alistair Stoke. I get stuff like that in the mail

every day.

You've no idea who's behind this? It's the Animal Rights Brigade, isn't it?

don't appreciate us selling shoots as entertainment.

How about anyone specific?

Well, the university lot are particularly vocal, but it's Oxford,

No shortage of people who like an ill -informed rant.

No.

Look, I've told you before, keep it under control or put it on a leash.

Is that your attempt to say thank you?

It needs some work.

The whole wood could have come down if she hadn't woken me. Mrs.

Fernsby, she rents a cottage from us.

Oh, really?

We rent it, do we?

Come on.

We're going to need you to give us a break.

Should have evicted her when we bought the place.

Fernsby?

These threatening images, did you hang on to them at all?

No. Alistair Mervyn only finds them funny for some reason.

Easier to find these things funny when this is only a sideline.

What regiment?

Medical Corps.

That's Tom there at the back, see?

I was attached to his unit.

There we are.

It was, what, one a month for the last six months.

I hardly look at them now.

Mr. Marston thinks whoever's sending these also burned down the lodge. Tom

very excited.

It's a commercial hunting ground.

Up to budget for a bit of opposition.

In short, then.

We'll be fine.

It's a fine line, isn't it?

What? Someone takes a drill to a stranger's head, you arrest them. I do

get paid.

What about the website? How are you getting along?

Not too bad.

I've tracked down the animal rights groups at the university.

Apparently the girl who runs it is outside the Radcliffe camera, Jessica

Tallison. I'll meet you there.

I'm happy to do it on my own. I'm already here.

Don't worry about it. I'm ten minutes away. I'll see you in a minute.

Right.

Cheers.

Simon. Says I'm on annual leave.

To be clear, I'm not on leave.

That sounds frustrating.

Mr Stoke, I can't work like this.

No.

Don't suppose you can?

Second cow on the left.

Talk about the animal, sir.

No, I'm all right, thanks.

Jessica Tullison.

I'm filming you.

This is an attempt to disrupt a peaceful protest.

No, it's not. Tell me about Claiborne Farm.

We haven't done anything illegal. We just monitor their sheep.

Were you aware there was an arson attack there last night?

No. Come on, what is this?

We'll pick an activist.

Any activist.

We're interested in a website called hunted .org .uk. Are you familiar with

Yeah, it's pretty embarrassing.

Do you know who runs it?

It could be anyone.

Hasn't he got something better to do?

Seriously. A non -violent protest and a fire at a hunting lodge. That's his

priority.

I didn't say the fire was at the hunting lodge.

year on year.

One -year contract, flexible hours. You can't dismiss that out of hand.

Yes, I can.

That's the whole point of retirement.

Besides, I'd be treading on people's toes.

Well, if by people you mean James, then he's the one asking for this. We're

desperate for experienced manpower.

Really? He's already driven himself into the ground, and as of an hour ago, he's

got his first murder.

I don't know.

Listen, what do you plan for this afternoon?

After this, I'm going to the hardware store.

I need some waterproof glue.

Exciting.

Alternatively, you could figure out why a neurosurgeon has a bullet in his head.

Sir? They're not going to let us near him.

Dodgy heart, apparently. He collapsed on the phone to the operator.

Well, has anyone spoken to him at all? Yeah, he told Uniform that he heard the

shot, but that's it. That's all we've got. And we've taken his guns off him,

have we? Yeah, they're on their way to Ballistics now, and I've also got the

keys to his gun cabinet in town. Good. Full search of the entire area, please.

It's over 400 acres.

But, yeah, OK.

Oh, sir, CS Innocence trying to get a hold of you.

I tried to make last orders, but work got in the way.

I wouldn't do that if you let it.

He was looking forward to a catch -up.

How is he?

A man of leisure, seems to be in his element.

Have a look, then.

D .I. Hathaway.

Congratulations.

You'll be back. Once the copper, always the copper.

Yes, well... Right.

From the hyperspace, I'd say it's not been dead much more than two hours.

Bullet's entered the side of the skull here, but it's not exited.

So it was travelling at a low velocity by the time it hit.

Sniper at long range, possibly. Any chance of the post -mortem results this

afternoon? I need the bullet intact.

If possible.

I give all my DIs three strikes.

Try not to use them all up on your first investigation.

I think we'll do it.

Uniform has spoken to the old lady from that cottage.

Says she was watching TV all morning.

How close were you before you could see me?

When? Just then?

Yeah. A few metres?

Can't be a long -distance shot, then. No line of sight.

It was my husband's farm.

I tried to keep it going on my own, but things were difficult.

Then my daughter came home from work saying Alistair was looking for some

You were out hunting this morning.

I get it.

The old lady must have had an accident.

Well, not this old lady. If I shoot someone, I guarantee it'll be on

Chris?

Alistair's dead.

They reckon it was a shooting accident.

Well, that's just one theory.

God.

It's Chris, isn't it?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, Chris Furnsbury.

Sorry, I've been a night.

You work at the hospital, is that right?

Yeah, it's nothing regular.

One just gets me a few shifts.

And what time did you get in this morning?

Nine -ish.

What was Alistair's relationship like with Paul?

He wasn't very enamoured of him this morning.

I thought you said you didn't see anything.

I only saw them for a second out of the living room window.

Would you mind showing me?

Alistair kept chubbing his finger at him and then Tom torned off. What time was

this? Around ten.

I was just putting my gun away before my programme started.

We'll need any firearms for testing at home.

Good morning, Detective Inspector.

Oh, what have we got?

I thought you had lots of plans for your retirement.

I did.

I do.

You're not enjoying it?

Of course I am.

Just taking a bit of a break.

You're taking a break from your retirement?

Yeah, that's the one.

Anyway, look, I remember the transition from sergeant to inspector. It's not

easy.

I'm glad you could ask for me help.

I wasn't aware I had.

Oh? Gene Innocent, made out... No, I've been asking for more manpower. We all

have. But not asking for me.

Well, you're retired.

Right.

OK, well, it's your investigation, and I'll just help out where I can, eh?

You'll be all right with that, are you?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, don't worry.

We should go for a pint later.

You can bore me with tales of you travelling.

Well, I wasn't really travelling. I went for a walk.

To Spain?

Long walk.

Sergeant Maddock, this is D .I. Lewis.

Will you bring him up to the beach, please?

Sorry? Yeah, he's joining the investigation.

Just helping out with the legwork.

Well, the family liaison officer's been in touch and the victim's wife's asked

them to leave.

Want me to have a word with her?

Oh, whatever's most useful.

I await your instruction.

That'd be great, thank you.

Right then, can we give you a hand with those?

There's more inside.

Have you worked with D .I. Hathaway before?

Oh, what's the point?

I was his D .I., so any keeping problems now are probably my fault.

Bad parenting.

Jane, I'm going to do my best. He hadn't told you, has he?

Sorry? Who?

Once a copper, eh?

Cross -check these against your certificate, okay?

Thomas Marston. Will do.

D .I. Lewis.

Simon Eastwood. I'm a friend of Erica's.

She's this way. I can't get her to stop.

Erica?

Erica?

Oh, please.

Don't apologise.

How long were you married?

18 months.

Things OK?

Alistair was receiving threats from an animal rights organisation.

Did he ever talk to you about that?

I don't know. You think that... I have to consider all possibilities.

So I'm afraid I do need to ask you where you were between 9 .30 and 11 this

morning.

Is this actually happening?

She was with me.

I had a day off work, so I came over here.

I don't feel well.

Probably better to leave her a minute.

Someone's about to tell you this.

Alistair wasn't my friend.

We had a disagreement, and he's been destroying my career ever since.

What happened?

A night shift from hell.

Constant referrals from A &E.

Then this teenage kid, Nabil, started to deteriorate, so I phoned Alistair. And

he refused to help?

No, he agreed to come in. And I was so relieved.

Until I was standing next to him in theatre and smelt alcohol on his breath.

He operated after a drink.

I tried to stop him, but he'd already decided he was going to be this kid's

saviour. Then he made a mistake.

He wrecked him.

Wrecked? It's brain surgeon speak.

For a quality of life utterly ruined.

Unable to walk, think or communicate.

I blew the whistle, but he got some mate to lie for him.

Swore Alistair hadn't touched a drop all day.

So in the end, it came down to his word against mine.

And they believed him.

Don't be such a bloody diva.

We've been brought in to assist everyone. He just happens to be with you

because you've got a dead brain surgeon on your hands.

How's that going, by the way?

Well, there's something weird with ballistics. It was definitely a close

shot, but the bullet didn't leave the skull.

I'll see what the lab says, but bullets aren't always consistent.

If it's consistency you want, I refer you to Exhibit A, feared extinct, now

in its natural habitat. A little respect for the elderly.

Not likely.

What's all this?

It's the summary of Alistair Stokes' negligence last month.

One of his juniors claims he left a young lad disabled after he operated

the influence.

And he was still working.

The medical council said that there was no case to answer.

We've got a whole stack of angry letters from the parents, apparently.

Can we get a full minute for this unredacted? Yeah, already on it. I've

to go now.

The years of loyal service.

Ow.

It was with his solicitor.

The wife's the main beneficiary, but Alistair had left that for his theatre

nurse, Lorraine Fernsby, along with 50 grand.

The Fernsby's are the people that sold him the farm.

There was also a message from Dr. Hobson. I didn't quite understand it,

said that your dinner was in the afternoon.

She asked you to buy some flowers on the way home.

Yeah, thanks.

James? Mum.

Did you delegate those college issues?

The break -in at Rougemont Pool?

No, I dealt with them myself.

James?

She's good.

Hang on to this one, OK?

Is there a specific reaction you're expecting to see? Oh, Beth.

Now, come on, they're here to see how we respond.

We're not accusing you, Mr Narahan, but we do need to know where you were

between 9 .30 and 11.

Here, giving Nabil his breakfast.

Are both of you? Yes.

What happened to your son?

He'd been on this protest, live animal exports.

The tailgate of a lorry came down on him.

They removed a blood clot from his brain, but he bled again during the

and that's when Mr Stoke decided to play God.

You think he'd been drinking before he operated?

Why would anybody make that up?

Didn't Nabil ever mention an animal rights website called hunted .org .uk?

wasn't actually into all of that. He was there to impress a girl.

One of Aisha's students was the head of the society.

I think I've come across her. Blue hair, big mouth.

That's her.

She's around here all the time now. She's a friend of mine, and she helps

after your son.

What else did you do this morning?

What do you mean?

Well, you said you gave Nabil his breakfast, but we need to account for

whole time up to 11.

Come with me.

My son is doubly incontinent.

He has no swallowing reflex, and he takes food through a tube in his

Every milliliter of fluid has to be recorded on a chart. If I start to get

ready by nine, I'm relieved if we're done by 11.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize.

She was just letting off steam. Don't let it get to you. I'm not. Do you mind

I skip that pint?

Still got a bit to do.

Can I give you a piece of advice?

Yeah, if I can ignore it.

Don't push yourself so hard.

Let Maddox help you.

And make sure you get some sleep.

That's three pieces of advice.

Okay.

Prioritize the sleep thing.

Chapter 8 already?

I thought we were supposed to be learning this Italian together.

Funny, and I thought you were going to be at home.

We both had a day of surprises.

You wish to

complain about my level of service?

50 grand.

I had no idea.

I used to get at him about nurses' pay, but I never expected this.

Did he ever mention... How long did you work together?

Over 20 years.

People always ask me how I put up with him for so long, but you just had to

how to handle him.

And what about this negligence hearing a few weeks ago? Were you involved?

Not in the operation, no, but I do voluntary support work.

For the boy's parents.

So I see the impact.

How did the family react to his going back to surgery?

Oh, come on, they're angry, but not like that.

What about his colleagues? Was he welcomed back?

By most of them, no.

I gave them what for about Simon, though.

Simon Eastwood.

Now, I don't know what went on in that operation, but right or wrong, juniors

have to be allowed to voice their concerns. You can't take it out on them

afterwards. Did you argue with him about that?

I argued with Alistair about everything.

He called me his work wife.

But his real wife works here, doesn't she?

She did.

But she quit last year.

Turns out you don't need a nurse's salary if you've bagged yourself a brain

surgeon.

Sorry.

Being unkind.

He'd been widowed for a long time when he met her. I'm glad he found someone.

Even if she did make him look foolish.

What, you mean the age difference?

No.

I mean the fact that she was so obviously having an affair with Simon.

Ah. Brain food.

Laura usually does a fry -up on a Saturday, but I didn't like to ask her

morning. Trouble in paradise?

Nah, she's all right.

Maybe a bit put out, but that's probably fair enough.

She's all right.

Well, it all goes back to that negligence hearing, doesn't it?

I'd want to know about that website.

Yeah, but that's what I'm saying. The website was started two weeks after

Nabil's accident.

It all goes back to the operation.

Parents using animal rights as a cover for revenge.

Don't buy it. No, I'm... Anyway, look, I've booked to see Aishan around this

morning. I think she's holding something back for you.

Maybe.

We also need to know a lot more about that farm.

Maddox reckons Tom Marston's got money from him. Yeah, I'm onto it.

She's onto it.

You should take her with you.

It is our most important witness.

Exactly. Good experience.

How do you think you learned?

Point taken.

Do you think you're meeting that?

Yeah, in my own time.

Bet you missed all this.

When you were traveling or walking, whatever it was, what was it?

I walked Santiago de Compostela.

Ah, the cathedral.

My old neighbor went on a pilgrimage there.

It wasn't a pilgrimage.

Okay, let's leave it there for today, shall we? Thank you.

Thank you.

Create all the happiness you're able to create. Remove all the misery you're

able to remove.

A fellow Bentham fan?

I wouldn't go that far.

Well, I shall miss teaching him when I have to give all this up.

But one of us has to stay at home full time now.

I'm sorry if I offended you or your husband yesterday.

He's not my husband. Well, technically.

We were in the middle of the divorce when Nabil had his accident, and we

can't afford to live separately.

What about compensation?

You have to find the surgeon guilty for that.

Right. But, um, you didn't come here to show me sympathy, so what is it?

No, I felt yesterday that there was more that you wanted to say. Oh, good.

Why that transparent?

Oh, well, I just wanted to scream at Rizvan because...

Rather than helping me he spends all day in the garage with that bloody car.

You've been taking care of your son by yourself Pretty much and that's where he

was yesterday morning in the garage Did you actually have eyes on him between

the hours of 930 and 11 yesterday morning?

Did she go as far as accusing him?

No, but we need to speak to him again. She's drawn her alibi. It turns out he

works with computers

Oh,

did you get a chance to have a look at that email from Maddox?

No, not yet.

He's done some great work on Tom Marston's finances.

Chaotic.

The only thing he's never missed a payment on is the life insurance premium

Alistair.

Right, I'm here at the farm. I'm leaving now.

Are you okay?

Mr Marston, how are you feeling?

Angry.

Angry that nobody listened to me and scared that I'm going to be next. No, I

mean your health. We've been keen to speak to you. This is so obvious.

These people have moved from vandalism to arson to murder. We can't be certain

that he's linked to the website.

No? Okay.

I'm 100 % certain.

Sorry.

Yeah.

All this vandalism must be bad for business.

When were you last able to pay yourself a salary?

You clearly know the answer to that already.

Show me any small business that isn't suffering at the moment.

Given those pressures, I'm surprised you decided to increase the insurance for

both partners.

It was Alison's idea.

I've had major surgery recently.

Made him think.

Sir? Can it wait?

No.

Yes? Who's actually in charge here?

He is.

He's wasting his time. There must be something more constructive he can do

come around here accusing me.

Nobody's accusing you.

Thomas Marston, I'm arresting you for the murder of Alison Stoke. You don't

to tell me. What? Call me. If you fail to mention some of you, later rely on

court. Okay, I'll cooperate. What evidence have you got?

The bullet that killed your business partner came from your rifle.

It can't be. It's rubbish.

I have the rifle with me all the time. This is rubbish.

Nobody's disputing the concept of ballistic evidence.

We're just disputing the accuracy of yours. The ballistics aren't wrong. Your

rifle was used to kill Alastair Stoke, a man you'd been seen arguing with an

hour prior to his death. Who's yours arguing?

Gillian Furnsby.

The woman is a fantasist. By your own admission, the rifle was never out of

sight. The only fingerprints on it were yours. How do you explain that?

I can't explain it. Your evidence is wrong.

Or... I don't know. Someone's setting me up. The evidence isn't wrong.

So what was it about?

Money?

I mean, you'd rather work seven days a week than hire a gamekeeper. You're

selling all your furniture.

Hang on. Being poor is not a crime. I'm not saying that it is. But all the time,

there's this life insurance policy.

So what was the plan? To create a campaign of intimidation and blame it

that? The website?

Was that you? The fire? No.

None of those things. Look, I've no family. I've never been married.

Alistair's the closest thing I ever had to a friend. I didn't kill him.

Brain, it's broken.

Okay. Now we've got to stop this and get him to medical attention.

This interview is terminated. Custody nurse, please!

Erica, I just wanted to say how sorry I am. I know you said it.

Excuse me.

They're taking him back to St Chance to check him over. I'm going with him.

I wouldn't do that.

You see what he's doing here?

You get in the ambulance with him, you hand the defence team an argument on a

plate, they'll see you harassed him.

It's my responsibility.

I'm going.

No, he's right.

You've got your man. Your job now is to make sure it stands up in court.

Go home.

See you in the morning.

What?

He's not a stupid man.

If he'd killed for the insurance, surely he wouldn't use his own rifle.

We've got the wrong man.

It's not him.

No, not yet.

Hospital CCTV picked him up stealing that three hours ago. The engine's cold.

could be anywhere.

Why wasn't he in handcuffs? Because they didn't think it was appropriate and I

wasn't there.

He's not going to get far if he's on foot, is he? Not in that state.

It's assuming it was a state, not an act.

Somebody should get the Fernsby's out of that cottage.

Thank you.

No, it's just a precaution. We don't know what he's got hidden out there.

I promised Laura this job was mainly paperwork.

Are you leaving?

No.

Well, I've left the office and left the flat just in case he goes back.

I thought we'd go back to his flat. It's going to be out there where he has the

advantage. 400 acres that he knows and we don't.

Is this necessary?

For your own protection.

Give me my own bloody guns back and I'll protect myself.

You know the land here. Any idea where he might be hiding?

The woods.

That? Yeah, but anywhere specific.

I don't know.

Animal shelters or gullies? Not around here.

They've found something.

Right.

Change of plan. Stay here, please.

Don't speak to them. It seems to be some sort of drain the camera's in.

Sir?

Okay, we've got drag marks here. Can we clear the area, please?

through him and then being dislodged when he was dragged.

Get that off the loud please, straight away.

The ballistics have come back with a match, but I don't understand it.

No, that's not right.

They reckon it's 100%. What?

Well, ballistics are saying the bullets are a match to the one that shot

Alistair Stoke and the one that shot Tom Marston fired from the same rifle.

Tom's rifle?

The rifle we've had in police custody for the last 48 hours?

Marks are now a test bullet.

Match the mark on your crime scene bullet.

We know that rifle shot your dead guy.

He and his mate destroyed their family. Under the circumstances, I do need to

know your whereabouts between last night and early this morning.

I've had enough!

If you think I've done something, arrest me!

And Lewis and the team will be back on the KTR next Friday at nine.

Well, it's Downton Abbey here on ITV on Sunday night at the slightly later time

of 9 .15 when the Dowager reveals a surprise pass.

And then on Monday night, the case takes a twist while Sidney has his own

problems to deal with in Grantchester at 9.

Over on ITV Encore next, the World War II code -breaking team regroup to help

one of their own in the Bletchley Circle.