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Alistair wasn't my friend.

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

What happened? Quality of life utterly ruined. Unable to walk, think, or

communicate. He operated after a drink. I blew the whistle, but he got some mate

to lie for him.

Swore Alistair hadn't touched a drop all day. Erica, I just wanted to say how

sorry I am. And now you've said it.

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.

Not exactly the Sunday we planned. Oh, I don't know.

You, me, Jane, the hole in the ground. What weekends were made for?

Oh, that's just lovely.

Thank you. That's so...

Nabil, darling, look.

Jess has bought you a beautiful birthday card.

Isn't it a beautiful birthday card?

Oh, that's great.

Look.

There's a scar from a recent cardiac procedure, and I can't get to them

properly, but we've got scrapes and contusions along his back from where he

dragged.

What's that on the side of his face?

Tiny pieces of thorn.

So he's shot here and he falls into the thorns and he's dragged down in there,

but why are his clothes pulled up? If you're dragging someone head first,

they would stay down.

To get to the exit wound on his chest.

Been disturbed for some reason.

Come on, do you want to lift?

Sir, run the comparisons again. Both bullets are definitely a match for Tom's

rifle. No, that can't be right. Where is his rifle now? In the evidence room at

the police station. I'll follow procedure.

Okay. No, seriously, sir, I did.

I logged it out for ballistics on Friday. I logged it back in again

I'm not doubting you. We just need to see it.

It's Tom.

It must be.

He's been here since the crack of dawn looking for him.

Hey, is that right?

Is it Tom Marston?

Were you here earlier this morning? No, it's nothing to do with me, mate. We

just need to know who's been on the land.

Yeah, well, Chris stayed at mine last night. I put him to bed about half one.

I was hammered.

Are you not going to tell us what's going on, then? No, no, they go do it

myself.

She's here.

Oh, it was ballistic screwed up, but not... Thank God for that. I'll get him

the lab. No, we need to go there in person.

James, you might want to read this before you go.

Thomas Marston was a witness in Nabil's negligence case.

Swore he was with Alistair all day, and neither of them touched a drop.

This is evidence that kept Alistair in the job.

Right, we need to find out where Nabil's parents were this morning and practice

their alibi for Friday.

Gun clear!

We've repeated the entire process. The results are the same.

Not questioning your expertise here. Anybody who says they're not questioning

expertise is doing precisely that.

The barrel of every rifle leaves a set of unique marks on the bullets it fires,

like a fingerprint.

Okay? Yeah.

So this is the bullet from your crime scene this morning, and I've just fired

bullet out of that rifle to see what the rifling marks look like.

Follow me.

Firing it into gelatin means we can keep it intact and have a good look at it.

Pete, give us two secs.

Now, the marks on our test bullets match.

The mark on your crime scene bullet.

So we know that rifle shot your dead guy.

Not necessarily.

I think you'll find it does. Because anybody could make a signature bullet

that, just like you did.

If they had access to that rifle, they could create bullets that always matched

to it.

Right? Well, in theory. So, in theory...

Would it be possible to fire that bullet a second time from a different weapon

and make it look like it had been fired by that one?

I suppose so, yeah.

As long as the second gun had a smooth barrel, like a shotgun, so it didn't

leave any more marks.

Now, of course, they have to be a similar size.

The bullet would behave rather differently, mind.

In what way?

Well... I'd travel a hell of a lot more slowly.

But you'd need access to a place like this, wouldn't you, to make the Marks

bullet in the first place?

Doesn't have to be high -tech.

You'd just stand over a big tank of water and fire the bullets down into

Yeah, but you can hardly go down to your local pool and ask the lifeguard if you

can open fire.

Maybe you could break in.

When was that intruder reported at Rougemont Pool?

If he's making allegations... John Marston was murdered this morning.

That's a shame.

Would you like a cup of tea before you go? Just hang on. What?

Do you want them to pretend to be sorry?

Of course not. He and his mate destroyed their family. But under the

circumstances, I do need to know your whereabouts between last night and early

this morning. Same as before we were here. Actually in this house.

Together. Yes.

Not in the garage. Garage house. What's the difference?

And you?

I slept at college.

And then I came over for breakfast at 9 .30. My colleague spoke to you, I think,

about a website on Friday. She can barely organise a spreadsheet.

But you worked with computers, I believe.

I've had enough!

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

No, I didn't think so.

Um, if Mr Beale sees your alarm... I'll get it, shall I?

That's lovely.

Hey, Jess.

Jess, would you mind?

Watch it.

Okay, darling.

Just... That's it, sweetie.

There we are.

There we are. Hey, that's better.

Take your arm out.

That's it.

That's lovely.

Now... There we go.

There we are, sweetie.

All right, Maddox.

You where?

All right, I'll meet you there. Listen, while you're on, can you do me a favour?

Call round the nursing agencies, find out if any of them have sent a carer

to the neurons in the last 24 hours.

Possibly with the initials TD.

Yeah.

Everybody happy?

No. All good.

Nice, please.

They forced the door. Nothing was taken, so everyone just assumed it was skinny

-dipping students.

Sometimes wish I'd gone to university.

How long ago was this break -in? Wednesday before last. It was something

said made me think of it.

There you go, then.

You'll miss her when she's gone.

Gone where?

She's requested a transfer.

Innocent, tell me.

Really? Why?

This is the one.

It's been sitting in one of the tiles.

I really think it is.

He was strange.

They must have had firearms experience.

Didn't the Narans have weapons licenses?

No. Gillian Furnsby has a whole arsenal.

Yeah, but you'd have to be a decent swimmer.

Your elders can swim.

Although we usually have the sense to turn up fully equipped with a costume.

Well, this wasn't high on my to -do list today.

You do any swimming in your Spanish not a pilgrimage?

Are you going to give up on this at any point?

I'm still expecting my postcard, that's all.

Right, Sergeant Maddox, you finish up here and go with him.

Mm -hmm, yep.

And?

Thank you for all your hard work, Sergeant.

Yeah, because you used to say, well done, whenever I completed a task.

Yeah, I think I did, in the early days.

Then you just stopped.

Well, I'm only trying to help.

No need to get your knickers in a twig.

Why go to all the trouble to frame Tom and then kill him with one of the same

bullets? It doesn't make any sense. It ruins the plan.

Maybe his death wasn't part of the original plan.

Could be why they were so interested in the exit wound.

Really? Perhaps the killer wanted to reassure themselves that the bullet had

gone right through Tom's body and there was at least a sporting chance that it

would never be found.

They must still be worried about the bullet in the tile, though.

I suppose they've got to weigh it up. The risk of leaving it in the pool

the risk of being caught trying to get it out.

That's what we need to change, then. Balance the risk.

This is what happens if you don't keep foxes down.

I can't keep foxes down without a gun.

I can let you have your air rifle back.

Are you ready to confirm that it was Tom Marston up there?

It was.

I was wanting a word with Gillian Aron, if that's OK.

Mum? Yeah, go on.

I'll be in in a minute.

Why didn't you tell us about the culvert?

When we were... Looking for Tom Martin. I asked him specifically if there was

anything like that on the property. That thing was so old. You didn't remember?

Sorry, I need to go.

Will you find somebody else, please?

He installed a motion sensor at the pool that will set an alarm off in the

porter's office if it's triggered.

It could work.

If I was the killer, I'd want that bullet out before they exposed the tie.

thought maybe they could... Sir, they've taken down the animal rights website.

When? Literally just this second.

What do you reckon?

Mission accomplished.

Well, that depends whether the site and the murders are linked. There must still

be a way of tracing it.

Yeah, Maddox can find that out. We need to go and talk to the Narans again.

Turns out their alibi was a lie.

Here.

What on earth do you need it for?

So you initial this every time you give Nabil his medicines, is that correct?

Yes.

Between 11 o 'clock last night and 9 o 'clock this morning, the initials read

TD.

Tracy Daly, an agency nurse.

So she looked after your son while you were both out of the house.

You blame Alistair Stoke for what happened during your son's operation.

And Tom masked him for the fact that he wasn't struck off. Now, they're both

dead. You're lying about your whereabouts. Surely you can understand.

about understanding.

It's about a right to privacy.

I won't be harassed.

Tell them.

Rizvan.

Tell them what we want.

What I want.

I'll be with my son if you need me.

You take him to all these hospital appointments, and they think they're

encouraging.

I was in his room last week, and I came across this coursework essay about

quality of life debate.

So mature.

So well argued, it was like... he was telling us what he would want.

And so this morning... Aisha found this lawyer in the Netherlands.

He agreed to meet us at Gatwick before his flight back.

We drove up last night... and...

At seven o 'clock this morning, we were sitting in front of a stranger at the

airport.

Asking him how we could let our son die.

Well, at least it's something we can check.

It only gives him an alibi for Tom's murder.

Doesn't let them off the hook for Alistair. It's all about Alistair, isn't

What happened in that operating theatre? They think he's escaped justice.

Oh, it can't be then.

Well, maybe you just don't want it to be then.

No, it... I don't know.

This job can be bleak sometimes.

Do you want me to do this like a soap trip by myself?

No, you're all right.

In for a penny.

They've targeted my husband, and now his business partner. Should I be worried?

There's no reason to think so, but we do need to know where you are between the

hours of 6 .30 and 7 this morning.

In bed?

Anyone verify that?

You mean, was anyone in bed with me?

There's something else in that.

Stay there, please.

Ah, hello, boy.

I'm just having it all tidy up.

It's not what it looks like, I threw most of it.

It's not helpful.

I misread things.

I'm an idiot.

You need to go home.

I'm

sure

you're all right.

I'm embarrassed.

There's no nice way of asking this, but are you having an affair with Simon

Eastwood?

This again?

No. I am not having an affair with Simon Eastwood.

We were engaged, and that's all the hospital room and mill needs.

I'm thinking of starting one myself about the scrub nurse who inherited 50

grand. What do you mean?

She's great with the families. They love her. But she was a backseat surgeon in

theatre.

Then she encouraged Simon when he made those stupid allegations.

I take it you don't believe them. I don't think Simon was being malicious.

He was just wrong.

Alistair hadn't been drinking, but even if he had, Simon was too afraid to make

the cut. He admitted it himself.

What was Alistair supposed to do? Say, sorry, I've had a glass of wine and let

the boy bleed out on the table.

Take this one home, will you? Yes, sir.

What are the events of the modern pentathlon?

We're doing pub quizzes. We're doing them in the pub or I'm going home.

It involves both shooting and swimming, though, doesn't it?

Why?

Erica was a runner -up in the Oxford Ladies' Championship three years ago.

I'm not going to finish that. I want my patio back.

Oh, it'll be seaworthy soon.

I have a plan. Really?

I didn't think you told me your plan for today.

Come on, Laura.

The hours will get better.

I don't have a problem with the hours, Robbie.

If running around in a bulletproof vest makes you happy, go for it.

I said I'd bring this back. Thanks.

I think we can trust her with an air rifle.

Would you mind giving it to her?

No, that's fine.

Night. Thanks.

I'm sorry. They're doing repaired.

Seriously, I owe you.

Don't push it.

You rescued a melted hard drive for me. It didn't split the atom. Oh, I know who

it is.

Alex, really appreciate it, but I've got to go.

Sir?

Sir? Yeah?

It's the raw material from the huntsy .org .uk website.

You tried to burn it last night.

My sergeant saw you.

We managed to retrieve some data, so we know what's on it.

Lorraine, this is a murder inquiry.

I haven't killed anyone.

I just wanted to make life difficult for them.

Okay.

The whole point of selling the farm was so my mother could keep on living there,

but... Tom Bullider from the day he took over.

So you set up the website?

Mm.

How did you make the server so difficult to trace?

It's hard to explain.

Well, I wish you would. We have a whole team working on it.

Was it something to do with dynamic IP assignment?

Of course it wasn't.

Mum, if you use a proxy server abroad...

IP lookups are useless anyway.

What about the arson attack at the lodge?

That wasn't Chris either.

He didn't even know you were planning it, did he? She didn't plan it.

She just did it. He only helped with the computer bit.

A few hours on his laptop, that's all he did.

Why?

I've still got half the money they gave me for the farm.

If Christopher got a mortgage, we could buy some of it back.

It's completely delusional.

When did you become aware of all this?

Yesterday afternoon.

I borrowed Chris's laptop and the images were on it.

I made him come straight home from work and take it down.

So you tried to dispose of the evidence?

This one stupid thing could destroy him.

He's applying for medical school next year.

No, I'm not.

Let's not do this now. No, let's.

You always decide what to do, don't you? It was you that decided Graham was

found on the farm.

You won't even let me talk about running it. We're going to need to continue

this under caution.

But this has got nothing to do with what happened to Alistair and Tom.

He was asleep on my fatigue when Tom was killed, and she was at A &E.

Show him, Mum.

She managed to burn herself when she was set in the fire.

I let it go for a couple of days, but I couldn't stand the pain.

I got back just as you were looking for Tom. We're going to need statements from

all of you. I've got a clinic in ten minutes.

They can't replace me, and Chris has got a shift. Well, you'll both be given a

time to report to the station, and you, you're coming with us.

If you phoned in sick, you might as well come to his appointment with him. I

promised I'd do this for him.

And I'm doing it. For what?

So he can drive his girlfriend to the cinema?

Take his mates to the beach?

It's no use to him!

Brisbane, it'll never be of any use to him!

Even if what Gillian says checks out, that only gives Chris a pretty flimsy

alibi, doesn't it? I mean, his mum's already lied to him once.

Particular planning, that's what it is.

Hardly. She set herself on fire.

No, not that. I mean, the preparation, getting hold of Tom's gun, making the

signature bullets.

What sort of person is capable of planning that?

Happy 18th for yesterday, sweetheart.

Got you a present, but I left it at home.

Been a bit... Well, are you OK?

Yeah, fine.

Just saw you arriving and wanted you to know that we were running a bit late.

I'll leave you with Chris.

Hello again, mate.

You all right? Yeah.

Come on, then.

No, I know, but it does feel like I'm giving up.

Oh, Tony, let me give you a call back.

Yeah, you too.

Just popping out for a sandwich, if you fancy anything else. I'm fine, actually,

thank you.

Is Julian Fernsby cooperating?

Yeah, pretty much.

We're letting her out on bail.

Oh, did you manage to get in contact with that Dutch lawyer?

He told them he couldn't help them.

I might call in on them later.

Oh, do you want me to come with you?

No, no, you're all right.

It's not police business.

It's, um... This was in last night's paper.

They offer help, the rest buy care.

I hope they don't think I'm interfering.

Well, it's not interfering.

That's lovely.

Last week, we talked about the book trade and how it's faring in the new

of e -readers, online retailers, and the booming self -publishing.

Today, on the 1 o 'clock program, we're going to continue that discussion, but

from the point of view of readers.

How are our habits changed?

Laura reckons he's been dead about an hour and a half.

Anything taken?

Not as far as we know.

Aisha thinks she must have disturbed an intruder.

That's all we've been able to get.

Flecks of grey paint.

Until this morning, he was a suspect in a double murder inquiry. I'm not telling

you this is a random break -in.

You're in fake travel of dry carpet he's being moved Laura never

mentioned us

This

isn't around what

happened He told me he'd been at the hospital

Do you know what time you got back?

Yes, um, a day.

You didn't call us till quarter to one.

I was with Nabil for a while and, um... I

didn't... I didn't find him straight away.

You said you couldn't be sure where his one was. Oh, no, he's not a murderer.

I... I... I...

Listen, I know you've got to get Nabil settled with his carer. OK, but

the best thing to do is just to get through these questions.

OK, then we're done.

You can have some space.

OK.

Did Rizwan mention any plans for today? Was he planning on meeting anyone?

No. He was here.

Had he been doing some work in the garage?

Yes.

OK.

If I hadn't taken this job, we wouldn't be spending all this quality time

together.

You'd be talking to a much less attractive DI.

Do you want the benefit of my professional opinion or not?

I want the benefit of all your opinions. Well, I don't think you do, Ruby.

Cause of death, cerebral hypoxia. But on closer examination of the neck, the

furrow from whatever's been used is angled upwards.

If I was to strangle you, a not inconceivable prospect these days, I'd

ligature together like this, and it stays horizontal, see?

Yeah. Whereas with hanging, the body hangs from the bottom of the noose, and

furrow slopes upwards.

And after that, he's been moved.

Are you sure? No.

From the way the lividities shifted, I'd say he was hanging maybe half an hour

before they moved him onto his back.

Homicidal hangings do occur.

But they're rare.

I think you're looking at a suicide dressed up as a murder.

If it was suicide, there's no real reason to link it to the other two

No, they're definitely linked. Look.

What is it?

Paint analysis from the door frame at the pool. It's been repainted several

times. First grey, then white, then a different shade of grey. It's an exact

match for the colour sequence for the paint chips in the Noran's back door.

So, the tool that was used to break into the pool was the same as the one at the

Noran? Safe bet, I'd say.

And if we assume the same person was using the tool both times...

Then to find out who fired Tom Marston's gun into the pool, all we need to do is

find out who faked the break -in at the Naran.

She found the body, so either she's part of it or she's the keeper finding out

who is.

What? Makes sense, doesn't it? No, it makes perfect sense.

You remind me of someone I used to work for.

My own company is sending through a list of recent calls but they're being slow

so I'm just going to chase them up. No, I need you in there. She trusts you. I

was hoping you could leave.

Do you mind sicking this one out?

Not at all.

Good luck.

We'd like to go back to the beginning, if that's all right.

But this time, we need you to tell us what actually happened.

I don't understand.

Rizwan did this to himself.

No. No.

When somebody hangs themselves, the bladders give way.

There was a mark on a beam in the garage with a stain underneath.

He was obviously under a lot of pressure.

You both were.

What happened?

Well... I was

supposed to do most of the caring, and he was supposed to go to work.

That was the agreement that we had.

When you got home, you found him hanging in the garage.

We'd just got out the life insurance, and he must have known that he wouldn't

pay out for suicide.

How could I let him abandon us like this?

He's a big guy, though.

I'd have had trouble moving him by myself.

You had help, didn't you?

Isaac, this is really important.

We believe the person that helped you was involved in the murders of Thomas

Marston and Alistair Stoke.

Who was it?

You said I could have a solicitor. I'd like one.

Must be someone close to Aisha, you know, someone she'd trusted.

Well, the obvious choice is Jessica Taliesin, but if we're saying that

helped Aisha was involved in both murders, it's not her. She was with me

Alice McTope was killed.

Aisha and Rizwan didn't kill Tom Martin.

They were with their Dutch lawyer the morning he was killed.

What are you saying? They were all in it together all through? Sir? Sir, Aisha

Naran's call list has come through.

There's one at 1203. Do not send them back.

Who am I talking to, please?

Is Ruth the main desk at neurosurgery?

Can I help you?

James? Hello? There's about a silent alarm at Rougemont Pool. They say it's

triggered. Hello?

Find out who they were speaking to.

Hi,

this is DS Maddox. I'm from Oxford Police.

Around midday.

I need to know who she was put through to.

Really?

Come on, Lorraine.

How'd you get?

Alistair made the same speech to all his new students.

Surgery is controlled brutality.

And the day that stops frightening you is the day you should stop doing this

job.

Problem was, he didn't believe it anymore.

That's what made him dangerous.

You thought he was reckless and that's why you killed him.

I'm a nurse.

I have a duty to protect my patients.

And you framed Thomas Marston.

Why?

Because you'd given evidence in support of Alistair?

He lied.

It was his fault Alistair was still operating.

And then when Tom came in for his cardiac procedure, there were his keys

locker.

But you went to such lengths to incriminate him. You succeeded.

What went wrong?

I got scared.

Alistair was lying there.

I had this shotgun.

I planned to throw it in the river, but I couldn't move.

And then I remembered this culvert that I used to play in when I was little.

I didn't think anyone else knew about it but me. But then when we were driving

back from A &E with Mum, I saw Tom coming out the woods.

He'd found the gun.

He worked out how he'd been framed.

No.

But he would.

So I asked to have a look at it.

And you turned the gun on him.

It was very quick.

Very humane. There was nothing humane about what you did.

Tell us about Rizwan.

You helped move him.

It was your idea, wasn't it? Yeah.

Or if you rang me at the hospital when you got back from our clinic

I've always looked after that family.

You've seen Nabil.

Was I supposed to let that happen again?

So you based your entire little crusade or whatever it is on an event you hadn't

even witnessed?

A year ago, I wouldn't have believed it.

But something changed in him.

He thought she was invincible.

He started taking risks.

Why was she still regarded as one of the best in his field then?

Erica would say that.

What's it got to do with Erica?

She was the one who let him feel like he was God.

She had no idea how to handle him.

Oh, but you did.

You'd worked together for years. You were his work wife. But then along came

Erica and he didn't need you anymore.

He was reckless.

I saw it in operation after operation. Well, his outcome's usually so good. Why

does he have an office wall covered in thank -you cards from grateful patients?

Your colleagues have a nickname for you. Do you know that? Yes.

The backseat surgeon.

I have a duty.

I only ever do what's right for my patients.

And which one of your patients asked you to play God?

She won't let it go.

She insists he was dangerous.

The man had one complaint in 30 years.

How many would a cop get in that time?

Are you comparing what we do to brain surgery?

Nah.

Police work's much more complicated than that.

Come on.

You've just sold your first murder as a D .I. We're going out to celebrate.

I can't.

Yes, you can. Maddox can help you with all that.

That's assuming she's sticking around.

She is.

There you go.

That's your coat.

Or, if you prefer, you could show us the photographs from your gap year at the

cathedral.

I didn't go to the cathedral.

I got to the village, well, the last village, but one, and then I turned

and I came back.

You walked right across Spain to see a church and didn't go in?

Yeah.

Quick, play into the back hall.

I think we can do that.

But I thought you'd given up on the canoe.

I never give up.

Just found alternate means of production.

You paid someone to make it, didn't you?

Why not?

I'm earning again.

Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that, actually.

Oh, yeah?

Well, it's been horrific working with you, obviously.

Obviously. But I've been thinking if it gets you out of the house in your old

age, then I could possibly put up with you for a little longer.

Ah, it's good of you, James.

That's really good of you.

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