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Carrier Veddle Castle, 1296.

The turbulent epicenter of buzzing tensions between an ambitious England

its sights set on these hills and the fierce Wales determined to fight them.

Tensions that led to war.

The bloody battle lasted 14 days.

The Welsh

Having repelled the English, it faced an even greater foe.

Fire.

The great fire of 1296 destroyed the town of Carrivedo and reached the castle

walls, but the castle stood firm and still stands to this day.

Whole time. Eddie!

I'll nick your car if you don't come out.

Eddie! Can't we just leave him, Paula?

No. I have to sign you all out.

Rules are rules.

Typical, Eddie. He's gone AWOL to ruin my heart date. Eddie! But it won't work.

Stuff I've been texting this bloke, he'll wait.

I really think with my status I should be exempt from any rules. Eddie!

I've been on question time for God's sake.

Yeah, me too.

This is affecting my mental health.

Band him!

Right. Keep him there because I'm going to kill him.

I don't think you need to.

It's because of a rave.

Must have been a hell of a rave.

Wasn't a rave for our victim, though. Wasn't a rave at all.

I'll stop saying rave.

It's a good one, though.

Proper old -school acid house, Paul Oakenfold vibe.

So I heard.

So that's where you were on Saturday night.

I thought we were going to have a Cluedo marathon.

If you stay in and my spare room's going to work out, the words Cluedo and

marathon are never happening together.

All right.

Backed up.

Well, how are you?

Care where to castle, huh?

Had some great days out with the girls, yeah.

First place my Kayleigh ever said she wished she was adopted.

Good afternoon, D .I. Malowan. Ma 'am. Whoa, you don't have to call me ma 'am.

might be a D .I. now, but I'm still regular old J -dog.

No, no offence, but you can't pull off being a J -dog. I think I can.

So, who've we got?

Oh, Eddie Morris, owner of a local car dealership. He was here doing community

service.

Suicide? Most likely a fall or push.

We'll know more till the p .m. What was he doing on the top of the castle tower

when he should be down here clearing the rubbish?

I can answer that.

His phone was found up there.

Must have gone up to get signal.

Well, fingers crossed for an open and shut fall, cos we've got the pub quiz

tonight. You coming?

Not with this and the three -foot pile of reports on my desk.

That's the greasy pole, my lad.

The more you climb it, the harder you work. Take it from me, I've had a

climbing the pole.

Then how come you've got time to go to pub quizzes?

Because I'm right at the top of the greasy pole, where it's no longer

In fact, it's sticky at the top of the greasy pole.

It's a bit between the top and the bottom that's greasy and hard.

All right?

Yeah.

I'm going back to the station.

How do you get on with the witnesses?

Mixed bag. The big bloke, Warren, he doesn't say much, and he really scares

and he's still staring at me.

Yeah, yeah.

He's really staring at you.

Now, I need you to find out why Eddie Morris was doing community service.

I already know that. I was the arresting officer.

Public order offence. Eddie and his ex -wife Sally, that's her sitting down

there. They vandalised each other's houses.

Pressed charges for criminal damage on each other rather than back down.

Well, find out her movement.

On it, ma 'am. J -Dog, ma 'am.

Prominent community figure.

People like that accumulate enemies on their way to the top, yes, General.

Do you understand?

Maybe. So does that mean you do or you don't want shepherd's pie tonight?

I do.

It's curry of federal castle.

I did a little promotional video for them once.

The result was considered groundbreaking.

So I believe I'm, you know... I used to take Janie there when she was little.

Oh, yeah?

Why don't we ask around for dinner tonight?

That's a good idea.

You'd be wasting your breath, of course.

She'll say no.

You can't keep ignoring her, Mother.

Well, I think you're underestimating the depths of her pig -headedness. Well,

her determination.

Sorry. It is you, isn't it?

Caesar. John Chapel.

Caesar's the name of the character.

I didn't recognise you with that goatee.

Oh, it does lend the jawline, I suppose, a certain strength.

Yes, it gives you a chance.

Oh, you better run. I knew you were going to be late for Linda.

Oh, you got my muffin wrong.

No, no, that was me.

I know you wanted the blueberry, but I got you the brown one, because deep

from a truly character point of view, you know you'd regret the blueberry one.

Bye -bye.

Now...

Text me, won't you, when you get to Linda's. You let me know you're safe,

Bonnie.

Oh.

Well, well, well.

I thought you might need my help.

I don't need his help. If you're right and this is a murder, we should have our

official consultant helping.

But I thought you couldn't stand him.

I can't. That thing he does when you can't tell if he's talking to you or

himself, like an Uber driver. Very annoying.

Oh, thank you.

Then how come you've changed your tune?

Because my boss thinks it's a good idea.

Look, part of being senior is if you think your boss's ideas are good ideas,

you've got this wonderful thing called a quiet life. But I can't work with him.

It's been three months.

Can't you two patch things up? He crossed a line.

How would you feel if he was sleeping with your mam?

I'd be mortified. She'd be dead since 2015.

Why would you even suggest that?

Can you give us a minute, please, Mr Chappell? Certainly, Chief Inspector.

I'm supposed to be in charge now. Let me lead this my way. Yes, you're in

charge. But we still haven't filled your DS role, so we're short here.

He's helped us a lot in the past, so suck up the order.

Greasy pole.

That'll be all.

Not bad, my dear Chowdhury. Don't get too close, Chowdhury. He'll only shag

ma 'am.

Oh, how I've missed that rapier wit.

Glad you're here, ma 'am. We've had forensics back on Eddie Morris' phone.

There were no fingerprints on it. Not even Eddie's.

Someone must have wiped it to cover their tracks.

It has to be murder. This is huge.

Mildly interesting at best. Typical.

Focusing on curious objects, ignoring motives.

One other interesting thing about Eddie's phone.

He shouldn't have had it on him. The grouper only allowed them at lunch.

They took it because they urgently needed to get in contact with somebody.

Possibly, Chowdhury.

Chowdhury, get on to his phone provider. See if we can find out who his last

call was to.

Will do.

Eddie's bank accounts show he had big money troubles.

Apparently he was stolen on the divorce.

Now Sally gets everything.

And the house.

Right.

Well, how's that for a pretty big motive?

No. Sally wouldn't kill Eddie. Completely out of character.

Look at the arrests.

Both could easily have backed down from their war.

It would have saved them the indignity of criminal charges. But no, they

on. Because they needed their arguments.

They needed each other.

It'd take more than money for Sally to kill her soulmate.

Yeah? Well, maybe he bonked her mum.

Oh, no, you're just being childish, aren't you? Now, we could talk about

but no, no, that's not your style.

If it wasn't Sally, then who was it? How do I know? I need to find out more

about the group members.

What drives them? Their secrets, their motives, their attignations.

Chowdhury, get on to probation and the super. See if we can get Mr. Chappell

signed up to the community payback group.

Do what?

If it gets you closer to the group and out of my hair, win -win.

Playing a criminal?

It's against type.

It's often a big plus, isn't it?

Might be a chance to revisit the physiological intricacies that I applied

revelatory tattoo for the Armada.

Shave the goatee first. You want to look Dodge, but not that kind of Dodge.

Good note.

Right, I'm off.

And tell ma 'am I'm not coming for dinner.

The lonely taste of betrayal.

It's shepherd's pie.

Great. Now you've taken ma 'am's shepherd's pie from me too.

Well, I'm not proud of my actions defacing a speed camera.

What motivated me? Well, enough of living in the surveillance culture.

Yeah, I didn't ask, mate. Quite right. Yes, man cannot be observed 24 -7 by a

faceless state.

I mean, we live in the free world. Are we not a panopticon?

Right. I understood about half of that.

So here's your tabard, love.

Now, before we start, I want to give everyone another chance to own up about

what happened.

Oh, Edsy.

Fell, didn't he?

No. My missing mug.

If it's on that table by the end of the day, there'll be no questions asked.

It has sentimental value.

Sorry, sorry. Can't trouble.

Can't you think of answers?

There is still an unpleasant smell. Yes, Liam.

I spent all morning trying to get to the bottom of it. I'm stumped.

I can nick you a new one if you want. No, you can't, Liam.

And it's lucky you're not 30 seconds later, Angela, or there'd be a red

Would have broken our perfect streak.

Red sticker?

Attendance chart.

I used to use them in teaching.

Right? We best get going if we're going to have this place up and running for

half term.

Hi, John Chappell.

Do you fancy buddying up?

No. Right, well, we can just chat then.

No. No? All right, great. Well, thanks for the talk. It was illuminating.

Oh, I wouldn't get on the wrong side of Wazza.

I heard he's in you for killing a bloke.

Community service for murder.

Oh, yeah, no, I went to. We got that in the shop left then.

But, you know, there's rumours going out we killed someone.

You must be nails.

Oh, well, good to know that.

Liam,

you're famous, aren't you? Well, I spent some time in the public eye, yeah.

That's where you live. You go to humour me for a second.

Do you say you're more familiar with me as a theatre actor or film and TV star?

No, I recognise you from your dead video.

I've been doing our ads in.

I'm actually surprised that you came in today.

Yes. Yeah, they made us come in.

Proper shook us all up, though.

Especially Ant.

Really? Yeah.

She wanted to do a run -up. Get out of the bed still.

Well, that's interesting.

Oh, no, no. This is actually a good bit, then.

No,

we haven't got time for this.

You're splashing Red Bull on my Jimmy Choo. Oh, my apologies.

I'm so... Just new to all this. I was hoping we might pair up.

Yeah. Angela Vaughan, MS for South Carmarthen. Oh.

I'm well aware of your reputation, Minister. I know it's an honour to meet

truly. It's an honour.

It's good to have someone else here that's in the public eye.

Well, I only hope we haven't fallen too far from grace.

Aren't you here because you crashed your car into a holiday home?

Only the front wall.

It was a protest.

Those rentals are stopping decent local people from living in their own

community. And I thought, well, if they can destroy local Welsh communities, I

can destroy their retaining walls.

That was quite good. I have to remember that for the news at six.

That's made you quite a local hero.

Well... I'm only here to do my time.

It has been quite good for me, you know, to actually get to know some real salt

-of -the -earth people.

If we're salt -of -the -earth, how come you weren't stabbed in your first week?

It was a reinforced thermal gilet.

Right.

I only hope you don't get caught up in the scandal of this death yesterday.

Hardly knew, Eddie.

How come you keep talking about your body all the time, then, huh? Blank!

My body work.

Eddie had his mechanics repair the body work of my car after the crash. That's

all.

If there was a scandal about the whole affair, Eddie and

young Liam kept going off together.

Very old.

Ciao,

Caesar.

Can I turn this off?

Yeah, I only had it on because I was waiting for Downton.

So, what do you want to know?

Well, I'm just following up on your husband's death. Oh, you've left the tea

in.

Sorry, this must be a very difficult time for you.

They've given me leave from community service, compassionate grounds.

I was thinking I might go to Alicante, process the grief there's some good

on. Alicante?

You can't go swanning off to Portugal.

To Spain.

I was going to say Spain. No.

This is a suspicious death.

You can't leave town.

Typical bloody Eddie.

Ruining my plans even when he's dead.

Sorry.

I did love him.

And I hated him.

We were like Taylor and Burton.

God, we knew what to row.

Another level. You don't have to tell me. Like two cats in a sack.

Just going at it.

Neighbours banging on the walls.

Hours we'd be going for.

I'm not talking standard mission. This was top shelf stuff. Moving on.

The fallout that led to your arrest must have been bigger than normal. What

happened?

Sorry, sorry.

We were selling the house when Eddie suddenly decided he wanted a bigger cat.

Said he was skint.

You thought he was lying.

I know he was lying.

I caught him out.

His Amazon account still delivers you.

And last week, a package turned up from some skiwear company.

Skint Daddy Morris can afford to go skiing. If he was here now, I'd bloody

him.

I didn't kill him.

I just wish I'd made things up before.

Some things are hard to forgive.

And now he's dead.

And all that rowing seems so stupid now.

Sorry. Nice.

Try and take your mind off Eddie.

Why don't I pop on the radio?

Chowdhury! Thought you'd want to hear it. We've had Eddie Morris' phone

back. Any news on who he called before he died?

There was one call at 2 .40pm to Eddie Morris Autos.

Great, thanks, Chowdhury. I'll get down to Eddie Morris Autos right now.

Oh, I love that advert.

Get down to Eddie Morris Autos!

We haven't got time for this.

Sorry, Mum.

Ah, the honest sweat of rehabilitative work, giving back productively for our

wrongs, laying a redemptive brick in the wall of society.

But was it not Keats that said, oh, happy, happy bar?

Polly, can I punch your new bloke? He's really getting on my nerves.

No, you can't, Warren. I don't care how annoying he is. You play nice.

What are you in for, mate?

Gang stuff, you wouldn't get it.

Oh, I do. When Caesar went up against Lewis on ITV, it was tribal.

But then 10 million viewers against 7 .2.

I'll leave you to be the judge. You won that particular gang war.

Although Kevin is a dear friend, so keep the holiday hat.

I'm talking, like, serious gang war zone stuff.

Where I'm from, it's always kicking off.

Where's that, the tough side of Cardiff?

Abergavenny.

See, I'm from the east side. That's where everything east of Argos.

Yeah, I think I saw reports of that on Newsnight, yeah. Yeah, thing is, though,

right, this west side kid called Connor was melting off in the kebab shop on the

east side, so I punched him.

Well, I punched his bike, but, like, really hard.

Well, we're all paying our dues now, aren't we?

Except for Eddie, of course.

You and he were close.

More than just friends is the way you went off together.

I didn't think anybody knew.

I don't know what it was about him. I just get this thing for older men.

I'm actually feeling it pretty strongly for you right now.

Oh, right.

I'm flattered, but you're pulling my leg, aren't you?

Yeah. I nearly had you, though, admit it.

You just helped me out, like, job interview training.

We were allowed. Polly said we could.

Well, you're thinking about your career prospects.

Got to turn my life around.

Ma 'am sees me going out every morning. She knows all it takes is some Westside

kid with a grudge and I'm coming home in a body bag.

So sad about Eddie.

We've paid our respects in a classy way.

Balloons. Plus, we're knocking 395, a false second -hand hatchback, in Eddie's

memory. Oh, great.

Um... Now, on the afternoon of Eddie's death, he rang here at 2 .40pm.

We think that was important.

He did.

But that was just about the rotis for today.

He'd given our security guard the night off and then decided to put him back on.

Right, miss?

Well, I'm going to need Eddie's diary and if you have access to his office

anything from there.

I'll be just a minute.

Good horn.

There you go.

Diary. Safe to have much in.

A logbook for an SUV.

No idea why he was keeping that there.

And a big fruit and nut bar.

I'm going to need to take all that in as evidence, especially the fruit and nut.

Before I go, can you think of anyone that might want Eddie dead?

Back in the day, Clive Ball at Ball Motors over in Abercaddy.

But... Clive's been dead eight years.

Is anyone alive?

There was that one bloke at his community service.

The big fella, Warren.

Eddie Morris is the reason why Warren's here. He saw him stealing from an

antique shop and made a citizen's arrest.

He's a bit out of character, isn't he, with the Incredible Hulk?

We'd better have a word with him. No, I'd better.

Look, he's in there and I don't need your help, you... high -vis mother...

Dealer. Oh, look, come on.

You can't stay in this... What is it your mother calls it? A puddy. I'm not

puddy. Yes, you are. You're puddying. No, I'm going.

Eddie's the reason why you're here. Why didn't you tell her? You didn't ask.

Private meeting here.

Not having your lot interview one of my fellow offenders on his own. You're just

things to see. Oh, that's rich coming from you. Do you two know each other?

No. No.

No, I just want to look out for you, Warren. You know, I've been through the

system. I know what it's like.

If I let you stay, will you shut up?

So, did you see Eddie on the morning of his death?

No.

He's been off with Liam.

Practicing job interview techniques.

Very magnanimous of Eddie, I would say.

Stopped on helping us, but Polly has her favourites.

Liam gets away with murder.

She let him swan in at noon when he slept in once.

Gave him the best litter picker.

She used to give me that litter picker.

That lunchtime, do you know if Eddie was out of sorts with anyone in the group?

I don't know.

I have lunch in the back office. I like to be alone.

Solitude, sometimes.

Best society.

John Milton.

Just don't want anyone stealing my hula hoops.

So stay away from my hula hoops.

But that was weird.

Last week I came in here and I found Eddie on his own staring at that video.

was like it was transfixed.

Just out of curiosity, the shoplifting at the antique store, what did you

The Japanese bars, they couldn't sell it. It was broken anyway.

So why steal it? Because I like nicking things. Look, I didn't like Eddie.

I don't really like anyone.

Essential warming to me.

Can't stand you.

But it didn't matter.

Eddie was leaving anyway.

I had Polly on the phone with the probation services the other day.

She was going to get him transferred to another group.

I'm going now.

I have to have Eddie removed from the group.

Firstly, why?

Secondly... Why?

Me and Sally were doing my head in.

Too disruptive.

One minute Sally's threatening to chop his meat and two veg off, the next she's

flirting and bringing him in special lunches.

It's like being a teacher.

That pair of teenagers split up, emotions all over the place.

The whole class becomes a write -off.

How come you left teaching behind?

Same reason everyone does.

Hours, paperwork, stress.

I mean, this lot might be criminals, but they're a walk in the park compared to

30 year 11s. Now I really do have to get on.

Right, let's get back to the visitor centre.

See what Warren's really doing in that back office.

Let's go.

It's locked. It's interesting.

Is it me, or does it smell a bit... farty in here? Oh, how incredibly pure

even... It does smell a bit farty, doesn't it?

Or is it fishy?

Oh, someone not wanting to leave fingerprints.

Oh!

Oh! Fishy farty!

Oh, fuck!

What the hell's been going on in here? Open that.

What? Oh, all right.

Yeah, don't touch mine. Ross, don't. Get it.

Okay.

I'll get that sent to the lab. See if it links to Eddie.

We should compare notes later.

Am I a place?

Got your bourbons in.

All right, fine.

Oh, that's Baxter.

PM's in.

Cause of death is head injury from the fall.

Couple of interesting things.

Firstly, the killer slipped up, left their ID in Eddie's pocket. What?

Joking. But it was definitely murder.

Defence wounds on the arms, couple of scratch marks.

Sent samples for testing. Great.

Anything else?

Yeah, there was a rash all over his body.

Yeah, looks like an allergic reaction or something.

Weird. Are you keeping your granola here?

Oh, yeah, well, someone kept eating it at home, so... Someone was starving and

hadn't had time to go to the shop.

It's still not someone's granola, is it? Six quid a box, that is. Six quid a

box, wasn't it, Diamond?

All right, all right, I'll buy my own granola. Thank you.

Oh, are you in tonight?

There's a new reality show on, looks right up our street.

Love Prison, right?

Eight couples are sent to prison, but here's the twist.

The guards are hot.

Sounds really good, but I can't.

I've got to go and see a colleague.

Oh, God, what's happening?

Oh, it's yoga. It's lion's breath pose.

Bit of a warning. I thought you were having a stroke.

I'm decompressing.

Spending all day in character is incredibly taxing.

Being me, but not me.

Well, if you're done decompressing, do you want to come and help me with this

murder?

Oh,

shake it off.

What do you reckon to this rash over Eddie's body?

Baffling but trivial from a character perspective.

Doesn't speak of any motive.

All right, rude.

Sally had the most to gain, but we now have Warren with a motive, revenge.

Warren is certainly interesting.

He's hiding something behind the hardline exterior.

What do you make of Liam?

He presents himself as a menaced society, but it's all a front. There's a

mind there. And the fact that he wanted job interview coaching shows that he's

interested in turning his life around.

That seems weird to me.

Polly letting Liam and Eddie skive off to do interview coaching.

As Warren says, she did have her favourites.

But it's unfair.

Have you ever known a teacher to be like that? It's totally out of character.

Yes, that's very true.

Seems like my antennae has rubbed off on you.

This could be a real crack in the case.

Feels good doing this again, doesn't it?

Yeah.

But things can't go back to how they were, not after what you did.

I did try not to.

I'm sorry you're hurt, but I didn't think I'd have the chance.

To feel like that about another person again.

Well, you've got feelings for Mam.

Of course. She's not just another notch on my bedpost. She makes me feel alive

again. She's opened me up.

But I am sorry how it came about.

No, truly.

I'm sorry for puddying and for spreading those rumours about you online.

About your unhealthy interest in animals.

What?

Let's see what we can find tomorrow, shall we?

Yeah, better not be late.

I'll allow myself a red sticker.

Of course.

That's why Polly let them do it.

You let Eddie Slack off because he threatened to expose you? Absolutely

This group has perfect attendance, but I know from Warren that Liam turned up

hours late one morning. You marked him down as being here when he wasn't, and

that's a disciplinary offence.

Bloody hell, who's talking here?

John Chappell or Charles Caesar?

It's none of your business.

I beg to differ. I'm here to be rehabilitated.

The person leading that should be morally unquestionable, an example to

of us. Liam's a nice boy.

If I'd reported his absence, he'd be chucked out. That's not your call to

Yes, but I know how this plays out. I've taught a hundred Liams. A bit ADHD, a

bit dyslexic. But he can't get any help because of the waiting list.

But Eddie found out what you did and saw an opportunity.

Yes, I didn't like it. But at least he was doing something good.

Now, I've got a lot to do before we get cracking, so goodbye.

This rather changes the complexion of the case.

What were Eddie and Liam really getting up to?

I'd better catch up with them.

Here you are. Hi.

Warren. Thank you.

Liam.

Hiya, guys.

Hi. We didn't expect to see you. I found being at home too hard.

Also, I heard there was a new famous member and I wanted a selfie.

John Chappell.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

It's been really tough, John.

Thank you.

Here. Oh, welcome back, Sally.

Like the new hairdo.

This?

Yes. Well, I'm having to drive with the winder down at the minute.

Smell's gotten worse.

Might have to get rid of the range rover.

I'm one of Wales' most prominent politicians.

My car has to be a reflection of me.

Well, I'm sure Eddie would have done you a special deal.

Are you sure you're all right to work?

Polly, I just wanted to see a friendly face.

That's an interesting castle, isn't it?

Do you know it actually dates back to 11... 55?

Yeah.

That's well older than it.

It's Norman, actually.

Polly's been teaching me all about history.

Were you into history then?

Oh, no, not really.

I mean, he did it at school, but...

The castle's pretty cool.

Yeah, well, it's good to have interest.

It's a thirst for knowledge.

Do you think you might get into history? I mean, it's pretty near careers in

heritage, you know.

I never really thought about it, chaps.

Where do you see yourself in five years?

You must have some future goals.

These really are the sort of questions you should have answers for after days

interview training with Eddie.

You know, of course, the effects are almost primitive now.

I don't think there's a sort of retro filter without a certain art talent's

quality to the piece.

Very Roger Corman.

Oh, it doesn't taste the same.

I wish your Caesar were on the case. He'd find my mug.

Yes, but I'm not sure the channel would have been entirely keen on an episode

about a mug theft.

You never know.

Given the current levels of banality in most mainstream TV drama.

I just need to take this on my private.

Radio Camry want to talk to me about my brave crusade.

Their words.

Don't touch my sushi.

Typical politician, that one, isn't she?

Trust them as far as you can throw them. Oh, she's proper two -faced, John.

Yeah.

Someone should take it down a peg or two.

What was it, prawns or cheese?

Prawns.

I thought it was you who put the smell in her car.

No, hang on a minute.

All right, fine.

I just wanted to get my own back.

Same way you got your own back on Eddie, yeah.

I thought it was odd when Polly said that you made him a special lunch and he

got covered in a rash.

What was it?

Allergy?

Oh, you.

They both deserved it.

Oh, what happened, Sally?

Last few weeks, me and Eddie have been getting closer.

I mean, his father's still there.

Eddie was like a lit firework. I knew I shouldn't go back there, but I always

did. And then bang.

Oh, we always banged.

No, I meant fireworks, you know. And then last week, I'm driving down the

and I see Eddie's car parked up in a lay -by.

A lay -by where people get up to things, if you know what I mean.

How does getting revenge on Angela come into this?

Well... I slowed down at Eddie's car, and she was in the passenger seat next

him.

Okay. Eddie and I were having an affair.

That's why we'd meet up in his car.

Tell me, is it in the politician job description, having to lie your arse

My client is an upstanding citizen here, voluntarily.

A national hero.

And a weaver of lies.

That was a bit intense, but...

No. You met up with him because of this.

For the tape, I have just shown the suspect the logbook from Eddie's safe

her Range Rover. He had my logbook because he had repaired my car.

The car you drove into a wall in your protest against Holiday Let's, your

national crusade.

I don't want to resort to soundbites, but, yes, I really felt the hand of

history on that wheel.

That's not how the neighbours ring doorbell would describe it.

I looked.

You were doing your mascara and veered off the road.

Well, er, whether that's true or not, I don't see what that's got to do with my

logbook.

You'd do anything for Wales, wouldn't you?

Except live in it.

Right here, under the address.

You live in London.

I know.

It's not a crime, living in London.

Time costs £9. That is a crime. But it's a bad luck, isn't it, for a member of

Senedd? All that banging on about how much you love Wales, but you can't bear

live in your own constituency.

I love my constituency.

But I also really love being able to go and see Hamilton midweek.

I like sushi, experimental theatre, getting in a taxi where the driver

know about my cystitis because his mam works the desk.

That is actually quite fair.

And like I said, it's not a crime.

But murder is.

Eddie found out and blackmailed you, so you silenced him. Let me be clear.

No comment.

Well, I'd love it to be her, but I just don't think she's our killer. No, no,

no, we need to get back to character, motives.

I think young Liam's the key to this.

Why would Eddie go out of his way to get him out of work as well?

The idea of any benevolence there is too out of character.

Everything Eddie did in the run -up to his death is out of character, though.

How so?

Moving shifts around at the car showroom.

Suddenly taking an interest in skiing.

Transfixed by your naff history film.

Naff? It was unique and innovative.

Well, maybe the fire special effects were of their time, but... Wait.

That's it.

But why?

You... I know, did you?

And whilst I don't want to make this about me, I feel this castle, like

has had its honour restored and can stand proud again.

Lovely. Thank you.

And from one opening, now it's time for closure.

On who murdered Eddie Morris.

Are you one of us or one of the feds? Many things to many people, Liam.

Elusive. Protean, you might say. He's a police consultant with a verbal

diarrhoea problem.

Now, what do we really know about Eddie Morris?

We know he needed money.

Eddie tried to solve his money problems by blackmailing Angela.

I have already said on the record I didn't pay him.

You weren't banging each other?

Of course not.

We have standards.

What's that supposed to mean?

Now, Eddie was desperate. Then something at the visitor centre gave him an idea.

The video.

The Welsh, having repelled the English, had to face an even greater foe. Fire.

The initial script said flames.

So we messed about with it on the day and we came up with fire.

Works much better, I think.

The fire...

gave Eddie the idea of burning down his car showroom.

The insurance payout would solve all of his problems. Yes, that's why he changed

the rotors. There'd have been no security guard.

Eddie loved his showroom. He'd never burn it down.

Also, he was a real coward.

Oh, this is true.

Where better to find a willing criminal than in a group of criminals?

Liam.

There was no interview coaching.

You were planning the job together.

Eddie wanted you to start the fire. He even bought you a ski mask so you

wouldn't get caught on CCTV.

But you've got cold feet, didn't you?

Yeah.

I didn't want to do it.

I googled Arthur and you can go to prison for ages.

Eddie wouldn't take no for an answer.

Yeah, but I never killed him.

I'm not even hard. I like cattle.

No, you didn't kill Eddie.

Your actions spoke of rehabilitation.

Thanks to the efforts of Polly.

Who did kill him.

Polly, you didn't.

You overheard the argument.

What Eddie had planned.

You heard Eddie threatening your favourite, Liam.

Your success story.

A life turned around.

You tried to have Eddie removed from the group, but that failed.

Then, when Eddie went to make a call at the top of the castle tower, you saw an

opportunity.

End a life to save a life.

What choice did you have?

If Eddie got Liam to burn down the showroom, Liam's life would be over.

He dropped his phone. My guess is you touched it in the tussle, so you wiped

for prints.

That was your only mistake, really.

You handle all the phones here anyway, so we wouldn't have questioned your

prints on it.

I had to.

Liam was just like the kids at my school, going down the wrong path

couldn't do enough to help them.

I had helped Liam.

I'd engaged him in history.

I couldn't let Eddie ruin that.

Well, that's the most tragic bit.

If only you'd got there earlier.

And heard the phone call.

What? Eddie was calling his deputy manager to change the rotor back.

He wasn't going to go through with the fire.

No.

You're lying.

If only you'd practiced what you'd preached, then everything would be okay.

You do have a rehabilitative effect on people.

Like Warren here.

Hi, mate.

You broke open the drawer.

You might want to give it to her before it's too late.

It was an accident.

I sat on it.

Yes, and fixed it using the Japanese art of kintsugi.

It was the smell on the gloves that gave you away.

The glue hardener, used in the delicate repair, gives off a pungent, sulfurous

smell. Fishy party for the uninitiated.

I did a workshop in it, and, you know, quite like the theme, enhancing broken

things and giving them a new life. It was a...

Has anyone got a problem with that? No.

Polly Trevor, I'm arresting you for the murder of Eddie Morris.

You do not have to say... Can I take my mug with me?

Knock yourself out, babe.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not

mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you say... Look over here.

Just a slight smile.

Oh, that's really nice.

I feel sorry for her, anyway.

If she'd just talked to Eddie.

He'd already made her mind up, trapped in her own prejudice, convinced he was

incapable of change or redemption and that sort of thing, and blind people.

Yeah. Well, sometimes people deserve another chance.

That's why I've invited someone along.

It was this. I'll push you off a castle tower. Don't make me regret my choice.

Jamie. Go and get some cinnamon buns. Give you two a moment.

Thanks, Artie.

I was childish, and you're a grown woman. You're allowed to see whoever you

like. Oh, love.

And I was thinking maybe tonight, you know, if it's all right, I could come

for dinner.

Shepherd's pie.

Oh, I'd like that.

And I'm free tonight.

You and John done our plans?

No.

I'm actually going to break up with him.

What?

I preferred

him

when he was grumpy.

It's so lovely to see you two chatting again.

Here we are.

Almost the best buns in the cafe.

Is that the time?

I've got to go.

Ta -ta.

Isn't it weird, isn't it?

John. Hmm?

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