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Vote's starting!

No-one's saying
things have to change.

Investing the commune's money
in a new processing plant

means we can be profitable.

APPLAUSE
-
- Money? Profit?

When did we
become the enemy, huh?

Nick, we're talking about
vegan cheese production.

- We're hardly ExxonMobil.
- What are you thinking?

Yes or no?

Hmm... probably leaning towards
voting no.

I mean, yes,
I'm going to vote yes.

Yes? Yeah? Yeah.

Min, do you mind
if I film the vote

- for my channel?
- Great idea.

On the motion to invest
in the new processing plant,

I vote yes.

I vote this is a jackboot

on the throat
of everything we stand for.

You can just put no.

- Omar?
- Yeah. Yes.

Couldn't be more yes. Yeah?

I'm yes as well

because I actually think
new energy is really important.

Shouldn't we wait for Chief?

Oh, democracy doesn't wait.

No, he'd hate to miss this.
I'll go and find him.

Jack, do you vote yes

for a better, brighter tomorrow?

Or no, and jeopardise the commune?

Yes. Can't go back
to Foot Locker.

-
- Oi! You bunch of parasites.

Mam, please. Sorry about this.

Hey, don't apologise to her.

Can you control your mother?

These layabouts
are stealing our land.

Please, please,
one at a time, one at a time.

Slow down, please.

PIERCING SCREAM
Sounds like Amanda.

Probably run out of phone battery.

It's Chief. In the tool shed.
He's...

He's dead.

THEY GASP
"In the tool shed...

"He's dead."

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER

I'm surprised murder
don't happen more often

- in places like this.
- Ah...

Everyone living together
with no Wi-Fi?

- Ah.
- It's not natural.

- Who are you looking for?
- N... No-one. Nope. No-one.

Just, er, Clarke. Yeah.

Oh, Clarke, I was...

- There he is!
- Mallowan.

Sorry I'm late. Uh,
vital senior police business.

You didn't stop off for lunch
at the carvery in town?

There's gravy on your tie, sir.

Oh! Yeah... All right.

It's a damn good carvery,
though. Beef, lamb

and/or turkey.

Right, what have we got?

Sebastian Granger.
Went by the nickname Chief,

so we can assume
he's a bit of an arse.

No living family.

Founded this place 30 years ago.

Someone gave him a good shove
onto a horse plough,

pierced his organs.

Working theory
is he got into a fight

that got out of hand.

A fight? Here?

Aren't they all about
"peace and love, man"?

No. These people aren't nice.

They're selfish,
unreliable dropouts.

Victim doesn't have
any previous. But...

...SOCO turned up
this in his room.

5oz of marijuana.

Mary J.

The old...

...marijuana.

So a hippie drug dealer
made some powerful enemies?

Well, I don't know.
There's nothing to suggest

he was dealing.

Also, weird for a hippie -
no beard.

Hmm, big mistake.

Never met a man over 50
who didn't look better

- with a beard.
-Mm.

No offence, sir.

Some taken.

I did try growing a moustache
once. Didn't take.

Oh, yeah!

Wow, if you look up close
on his top lip, it's, like,

properly hairless,

like a little baby mouse.

Chaudhry!

What you found?

There's a whole
cheese-making room.

The lady let me stir
the curd vat.

It was like visiting Wonka.

- Wow!
- Yeah.

Hey, listen, erm,
on your list of residents,

there's not a Michael, is there?

Um... no. No Michael.
Why do you ask?

Oh, no reason. Just thinking
that maybe there's not as many,

you know, Michaels as there
once were.

You know, you never hear about
"little baby Michael", do you?

No.

Ah, yeah.
This is going to be a good case,

Chauds! I can feel it.

Anyone jumping out?

Oh, er, Lowri Griffiths,
the farmer next door.

Apparently,
she's hated Chief for ever.

Had three different people ask
if we've arrested her yet.

Hey!

CHAUDHRY GASPS
That's Mukti.

His name means
"spiritual liberation"

- in Sanskrit.
- Yeah, funny.

Last time I checked,
it was Michael Mallowan.

Did you say Mallowan?

Hi, Dad.

Janie.
SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

It's great to see you.
HE CHUCKLES

Shame it's under
such terrible circumstances.

Under any circumstances.

BOTH CHUCKLE

So, what have you been up to?

In the last three years?

You want me to sum up
1,000 days?

It's been three years?

Yeah.

Time, eh? Old Father Time,

how he flies.

Fun as this catch-up is, I'm
here on an official capacity.

Um, we need to know
your movements.

Oh, I've told Evan all about that.

Who's Evan?

Uh, that's me, ma'am.

Obviously!
SHE LAUGHS

I knew that! Good old...

...Evan... Ch-Chaudhry.

You know, Evs the Chauds.

JANIE CHUCKLES

Has he given you his alibi?

Yeah, that's
the tricky thing, see.

I was telling Evan that, uh,

I need to check with my alibi

that she's happy
to speak to the "police".

She's a lady friend.

There's a surprise.

Who are you mooching off this time?

I need to speak to her first.

It's the right thing to do.

Yeah... well, so good of you.

Well, off you go, then.

That'll be all.

Namaste. Yeah?

- Well, he seems nice.
- Don't...

Very good of you to grace me
with your presence.

Oh, don't start.
I've been mad busy.

- Too busy for a conversation?
- Yes.

I've had about one morning off
the last two weeks

and I spent that
having a root canal.

Might be a bit weird if I turned up
with a national treasure.

Could have called.

Can I get a tea, please?

If you want to chat, you can call
one of your other friends

or, I don't know, 5 Live.

Most of my friends
are either dead or cancelled.

OK, well. Look,
this will cheer you up.

Murder at an intentional community.

Hmm...

Hmm, interesting places, communes.

Bunch of freeloaders,
if you ask me.

Am I to intuit
your hostility stems from

a Michael Mallowan listed here?

Yes, Yvonne mentioned
his bohemian lifestyle before.

Oi! Don't ask Mam about my dad.

It's very sneaky, John Chapel.

If you want to know about me,
ask me.

Well, are you and your father...

Not talking about him! Anyway...

...most of the residents
have an alibi,

except for three of them.

Min, short for Minerva Maddox.

Impressive namesake.

The Roman goddess of wisdom.

And the teacher in Harry Potter.

I had an availability check
for that once years ago.

Yes. Some sort of rat... becomes
a man?

Ludicrous.

I couldn't make the dates work, anyway.

Then there's Amanda
and Omar Sahni.

Sold up and joined the commune
about eight months ago.

So I'm thinking

some kind of
extreme midlife crisis.

- What about these two?
- Ah!

Lowri and Aled Griffiths.
Run the farm next door.

They were on the commune
looking for a fight

on the morning
the body was found.

She threatened Chief
over a boundary dispute.

It's a bit of a slam dunk.
Might as well arrest her now.

No crime of passion
was ever committed

over a boundary dispute.

You're focusing on the farm,
not the commune,

because you're avoiding
your father.

Don't be ridiculous.

You certainly seem to be
harbouring

some form of hostility about him.

Yes, and with good reason.
He's bad news.

He chews people up
and then he spits them out.

So keep his name
out of your mouth, John Chapel.

All right.

- Yvonne. Um...
- John.

Janie.

SPEAKS WELSH

In private.

Oh. Go ahead.

I don't exist anyway, evidently.

Cheese twist, please.
It's about your father.

Oh, yes, I know,
he's back in town. Long story,

but I'm actually waiting on
his alibi for a murder.

That's why
I need to speak to you.

He was with me.

Mam, what was Dad doing with you

between the hours of 8pm
and 7am? What were you...?

Oh, no!

You're always saying
he's a bone-idle moocher!

He is. That doesn't change

the fact he is very gifted
in other areas.

Oh! It's like you're trying to
traumatise me!

For goodness' sake.

I'm just living my life, Janie.

Ahem.

- I'm not paying for her!
- She's your mother.

I'm not...
DOOR SLAMS

She is unbelievable.

I know.

My side of the bed
is barely cold.

This is what Dad does.
He ruins people's lives.

Of course, it happens.

Women often rebound intensely

after the sudden loss
of emotional sustenance.

Physical sustenance, too?
Possibly, Chapel.

Can we move on from Mam
and get onto

why you're dressed
like Toad of Toad Hall?

This is practical farming wear.

It's a tailor-made costume
I acquired

from a guest part I played

in the original
All Creatures Great And Small.

Yes, young farmer, Pat Calvert.

He had a cow with tuberculosis.

"He's in a bad way, Veterinary."

Yes, it was considered
very moving, I believe.

I didn't read the reviews.

Er, Lowri Griffiths?

DI Janie Mallowan,
Mid Wales Police.

This is our consultant,
John Chapel.

I know who he is.

His stupid show
is on after Countryfile.

What do you want?

Uh, we're here
to ask some questions

about the murder
of Sebastian Granger.

- Can you stop doing that?
- I barely knew him. And, no,

I can't.

Farm never sleeps, eh?
Very like being an actor.

I was in the make-up chair
from 6am.

Six is when I take
my morning break

after I've cleaned out
the manure pit.

Hi, there. I'm Aled.

What happened to you?

Oh, got into a scrap
with one of the sheep.

They've never taken to me.
HE SNEEZES

Blow.

HE BLOWS NOSE
Sorry. Hay allergy.

Have you ever
considered... not being a farmer?

Don't talk nonsense.

Aled will take over
when I'm gone.

This farm has been in the family
for generations.

Must be galling for you, then,

to get dragged into a turf war
with Chief.

Don't talk to me about
that Pound Shop Karl Marx.

Oh, you don't like his politics?

He swanned in here 30 years ago,

filled the place with degenerates.

A posh Saes with bollock-brain
ideas.

When did you last see
this bollock-brained Saes?

God knows.

We haven't set foot
in that place for years.

We've got witnesses that said
you were on the commune

yesterday morning.

She meant apart from yesterday.

Look, they're just
pointing the finger at us

to hide all the trouble
they're in.

- Trouble?
- Yeah.

They've been at
each other's throats for weeks

over some big vote.

Oh, time for your pills, Mam.

Right. If that's all,

we had three new piglets
this morning.

Oh, can I see?

If you want to
be up to your knees in blood

while I mop up the placenta...

Thought not.

It has to be her.
Maybe she killed Chief

and then went back
to the commune

to pretend like
she was looking for him.

The only person bluffing here
is you

with these flimsy attempts
to avoid the commune.

We need to question the residents,

including your father.

You just want to go face-to-face
with your sex rival.

Absolutely not, you... vulgarian!

Unlike you,
I'm not letting my grievances

get in the way
of investigating a lead.

He said that the commune
was up in arms over this vote.

Fine. Let's go
to the sodding commune.

With a bit of luck,
we won't even see him.

Very good.

You came back!

- Great!
- Great.

I know. Mad concept, isn't it?

Returning to your family,
not just vanishing.

Fair cop.

Officer, I'll come quietly.

- Dad, this is...
- John Chapel.

Oh, no introduction necessary,
John.

First saw you
in an experimental production

of The Seagull back in...
When was it? '96?

Oh, you saw that ropey old mess,
did you?

All of us barking like dogs
every other line.

Ooh, experimental theatre.
Don't remind me.

-
- Still very powerful.

So, what are you doing here
with Janie?

Mr Chapel is our consultant.
He's assisting

with the investigation
into Chief's murder.

Fair to say he did not
go gentle into that good night.

Ah! Dylan Thomas.

- Are you a fan?
- Who isn't?

The musicality. A man that
could make language sing.

Exactly. But you know
what I've always thought

about Dylan Thomas?

No, and we don't want to know

because we're conducting
a murder investigation.

Can't stop this one, eh?

She's always been like
a little terrier.

How would you know
what I've always been like?

Come on. We need to talk
to the other commune members.

The ones that aren't
just obsessed

with the sound
of their own voices.

BOTH CHUCKLE

Hold up, hold up!

Amanda Sahni? Omar Sahni?

Detective Inspector
Janie Mallowan.

This is John Chapel.

HE LAUGHS
From Caesar?

Wow, I used to watch you
every afternoon.

Used to?

I hope I didn't do anything
to get into your bad books.

No, no, there's no TV here.

Which is great!

Yeah, it's so great.

I understand
you found Chief's body.

That must have been rough,
what with the spikes

and the... you know, the...

It's actually traumatised me.

This whole business
has really shaken her up,

you know? Which...
I was thinking, you know,

maybe it's a sign, babe.

Maybe it's a sign that
we should go back to Reading.

No, I think I just need to
sit with the grief.

I've actually already uploaded
one video

of me sitting with it.

75,000 views in three hours.

Amanda has her own channel.
It's doing really well.

Yeah, I just felt like
the universe was telling me

there was a gap.
I'm a vegan influencer

and also an off-grid influencer,

and I was like, "I can't think
of anyone doing both."

Drawing a blank myself, yeah.

Yeah, but you seem to have

thrown yourself into the community.

I know. Total surprise.

SHE LAUGHS
I'll be honest,

at first I really didn't want to
come here.

- It was Omar's idea.
- Yeah.
SHE LAUGHS

- Clever me.
- But now I love it.

I can't imagine
living anywhere else.

Same. Neither can I.
Yeah. Although, you know,

the thing with Reading,
it's so conveniently placed...

We heard there's been
some tension here recently.

Oh, you mean the stuff with Min?

- Omar.
- Well...

Yeah... Come on, babe.

I mean, they were
at each other's throats

over the vote, you know?

She wanted to upscale
the cheese production.

Chief wasn't in favour
of her plan?

Chief was dead against it.
And now...

- Just dead.
- Yeah.
HE LAUGHS

- No. Come on, that's...
- Oh, sorry. Sorry, I didn't...

- That's not on.
- Apologies, officers.

Terrible host.

May I tempt you
to a tour of the place?

- Yes!
- No.

What the hell?
We need to be interviewing Min.

Yes, of course, but...

...he could be useful

to get under the skin
of the commune.

Oh, fine! OK, you ponce off
with Captain Flaky

and I'll do some actual police work.

Ah...
HE MUTTERS

JOHN SIGHS
Very headstrong,

just like her mother.

Don't know if you know Yvonne.

Uh... We've met, yeah.

Yeah?

Chief practically raised me,

especially after Mum died.

It's not like
we fought all the time.

Sometimes Chief was a softie
but...

...at times he could be hard.

It's like cheese.

Sorry.

When I was 18, I went off to uni

to study business.
See the big city.

Oh, where'd you go?

Norwich.
JANIE SQUEAKS

Chief said it was a waste of time.

That I'd hate it.

Yeah, but you loved it?

- No, I hated it.
- No...

Everyone treated me
like a lab experiment

because I'd never
heard of Harry Styles.

Must have been tough.

Yeah, it was tough.

But you know what was worse?

Coming back here

and have him belittle
everything I'd worked for.

My dad can be like that.

Just because I don't drink kefir
or want to live in a yurt

doesn't mean I'm a slave to the
machine.

See? Kefir was just one way

we could expand
our profit margins.

Chief didn't want any of it.

I'm... I don't expect you
to get it.

No, no.

My dad's Mukti.

Oh!

- OK, so you totally get it.
- Yeah, yeah.

-
- I've actually got

a couple of Dylan Thomas first
editions in my collection.

- You collect books?
- Yeah.

Oh, John. Of course you do!
HE LAUGHS

Well, that's the one downside
of this place.

Too much work.

Not enough time
to enjoy literature, art.

- Hmm.
- Shouldn't those seeds

- be nurtured, too?
-
- How can I put it?

I guess I'm finding
grief isn't a straight line,

but it comes more in waves.

Don't forget to like
and subscribe.

Tomorrow, I'll be posting
a recipe for pulled jackfruit.

Namaste.

Amanda seems to be exempt

from having to do
too much work, though.

Yeah. Chief's favourite.

Said her social media channel
was her work.

Do you think there's more to it?

Oh, I don't know about that,
but, uh...

Yeah, she got special treatment.

Oh, once a week
she'd be allowed off her duties

to drive Chief
into the local town.

They'd be gone for hours.

Oh! Uh, Mukti!

Do you think you could give me
a hand unloading the van?

Cos we just picked up
a fresh load of chicken feed,

and it's actually really quite...

Just showing
the police consultant round,

yeah? Sorry, sorry.

-
- Yeah. Sure?

She's fine. Come on.

Sack looks quite...

All right.

-
- My mum brought me here
when I was a kid.

This was her dream, too.

Look, no offence,

but why are you
even talking to me?

You should be arresting
that mad old bag

- who runs the farm.
- Lowri's got an alibi.

Hmm! What, her lying son?

- Mm.
- She's always
had it in for Chief.

The boundary hasn't moved
for 30 years.

It's just another excuse
for her to kick off.

A few weeks ago,
she attacked him with a rake.

Mm. Now, that is interesting.

Yeah, I'm going to need
some more of this, so...

I'll just take that and then...

-
- And that is
our little collective.

-
- It is an extraordinary place.

I don't suppose

there's anywhere
I could use the facilities,

- is there?
- Oh, just over here.

Oh! Oh, I... Oh, yeah...

Seems to be
a bit of a queue here.

Yeah, that's what happens

when there's one toilet
to 20 people,

and every flipping meal
is beans or pulses -

- it's like...
- Yeah.

I hope you don't mind me
asking, Omar, but, um,

why are you here?

Cos I need a poo.

Yeah, no, I mean
in the... commune. Er...

- Oh, generally?
- Obviously.

Um... I love it here.

You know, it's, uh...
It's home now. Oh, yeah.

You wouldn't know yesterday's
football scores, would you?

Afraid not.

No? Do you, um...?

No phones allowed, you see.
No internet.

How does Amanda
run her channel, then?

She's never off the phone.

OMAR LAUGHS
- Well...
- Yeah.

Yeah, it's a bit different for her

because it's for the good
of the commune.

So she gets to keep her phone.

Um, she uses the Wi-Fi
from Chief's office, so...

Mm...

Some of us are more equal
than others, then?

Oh! Orwell!

Now there's an author
we could run over the coals.

There's a great
little book shop in the town,

- do you know it?
- I know it well.

Absolute treasure trove.

- Come on.
- What, now?

- No, I shouldn't... I've got...
- John!

No, all right, all right,
won't hurt, I suppose.

BANGING ON DOOR

Where did you get to?

I got a lift with Michael.

I told you I didn't want you
hanging round with him!

Don't want me hanging around?

You make me sound
like a teenager,

meeting the smokers
behind the bike sheds.

That's what he does.
He reels people in.

I made the best choice
for our investigation.

You'd see that
if you weren't so blinded

by your old resentments.
Do you want a biscuit?

I've left you the Bourbons.

I'm taking this as an apology.

- It's not.
- Anyway, get this.

This isn't the first time
Chief has ended up

on the wrong side
of some farming equipment.

Lowri attacked him with a rake
last month.

Neat, but not compelling.
I'm not feeling it.

- You're not feeling it?
- Mm.

Sorry that my very compelling
evidence

against our top suspect isn't
getting your juices flowing.

Lowri hated Chief for 30 years.

Why kill him now?

I don't know! Bad day.

Maybe she stepped on some Lego
or something.

Pfft, no. No, no.

My antennae are twitching
towards the commune

and Amanda.

Er, she's the only person
on our list

that doesn't have a clear motive.

Chief didn't allow phones
or Wi-Fi,

so why bend the rules for her?

Well, same reason people always bend
the rules for people

like her. She's fit.

See, even you're perving on her.

Don't be preposterous.

I'm analysing her social media
for pertinent information.

Look.

-
- If you have solar,

you can use a blender,

but I like to just go back

to how it would have
traditionally been done -

with a pestle and mortar.

Just get a NutriBullet, you freak.

I thought her videos would hint

at her real relationship
with Chief.

He's not in a single one.

But look who is.

Aled.

Your mam said you hadn't
been on the commune for years,

so why were you sneaking
around there 11 days ago?

I can't tell you.

You realise you've lied
to a police officer

during a murder investigation?

Aren't you scared
I could arrest you?

I'm more scared of Mam
finding out, to be honest.

Fine. I was seeing Min.

No smartphones so this was the only
photo she could give me.

We've been seeing each other
for a year now.

If it wasn't for Mam, I'd be
shouting it from the rooftops.

Your mam who recently
assaulted the victim?

You kept that one quiet as well.

Why didn't Chief press charges?

All the bad blood, you'd think
he'd jump at the chance.

I had to beg him.

I told him about the problems
we've been having.

We've been losing money
hand over fist.

It's not sustainable.
And with Mam getting on...

Well, she seemed to think that
you'd be taking over.

Look at me. I'd run it
into the ground in a week.

I'm just waiting
to turn it into a glampsite.

-
- Aled! Come on!

SPEAKS WELSH

Excuse me.

Got to go castrate some rams.

How the hell did he get Chief
to drop the charges?

Can't even answer back
to his own mother.

It's hard to believe.

And so is the story of the farm
haemorrhaging money

when they've got a brand-new
feeding system

and a new shiny tractor.

- Yes...
- Um.

Chaudhry?

Yeah, I got some more homework
for you.

I need you to do some digging
into the farm's financials,

see if you can turn anything up.

Laters!

Uh, PM's in.

Shall I drop you off on my way in?

No, I think I might stay
out here for a while.

I'm really starting
to appreciate these...

...these big skies.

SHEEP BLEAT

-
- It's been such an emotional
time for us all.

You must miss Chief terribly.

- I put on a brave face for my
followers.
- Thank you.

But really,
it's Min I worry about.

She's lost the closest thing
she had to a dad

the same way she lost her mum.

Not literally the same way.
Her mum died of heart failure,

she wasn't impaled by
a horse plough.

No.
HE CHUCKLES

So you've, um...

You've taken Min
under your wing, so to speak?

Min's so young
but she knows exactly

what she wants out of life.

Do you?

Oh, yeah. I've got everything
I need here, you know.

And Omar loves it too,
and he gave up so much to join.

You and Chief were close,
weren't you?

Weekly trips into town.

Oh, that was nothing.
Just shopping.
SHE LAUGHS

Chief didn't have
much of an eye for fashion.

He wanted a woman's opinion.

Ah...

I thought I heard
the voice of a Renaissance man.

- John!
- Oh!
- JOHN LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Oh!
BOTH LAUGH

What, no Janie?
She off hassling

some Extinction Rebellion
protesters, I suppose?

No, Michael, no.

- No, Mukti.
- Mukti.

She's committed to her job,
you know,

and actually very good at it.

Of course. Of course.

So, uh, what brings you here?

Well, actually,
I've come to drop something off

for you.

Yeah, uh...

Ta-da!

Twenty-Five Poems.

Yes, well, I thought
you might enjoy it,

as a Dylan Thomas connoisseur.

Brother, this is wow.

No, it's...
It's actually a first edition.

Oh!

I really ought to get going, actually.

No, what are you talking about?

We can't leave poems like these
on the page.

We've got to get out there.

Blast them into the air.
JOHN LAUGHS

What, now?

A bit mad, innit?

There is only today.

What the hell?

Injuries are all in line
with what you'd expect.

But there are a couple
of interesting things.

First, I'll say this for vegans -

they always have a lovely bowel.

Not sure that's going to help me
crack the case.

No. Second, he had cancer.

So he was already dying?

No, not necessarily.
It's not so far advanced

that he couldn't recover
with the right treatment.

- We got a third?
- No.

Damn. I was really hoping
we'd have more than that.

Could do with wrapping this up
quick.

Oh, things not going great
with your dad?

There must be so many parents
that would love it if their kid

became a police officer.

Why do I get the one
that would prefer

if I was making protest art
out of macaroni?

Anyway, ignore your dad.

You love being a detective.

Yeah...

Ah, Mallowan.
I'm glad I caught you.

Just put a fresh batch
of case reports on your desk.

- Needs signing off.
- Now?

Any time between now and, uh...

- Yeah, actually, now.
- Great.

Well, I'll just solve murders
in between forms.

Crackin'. Oh. How's it going
with the old commune murder?

Uh, getting there.
Just a few distractions.

Mmm. I did hear
your father was involved.

You're not worried
he's linked to the murder,

- are you?
- No. I wish.

A spell inside might finally
teach him some responsibility.

Uh... Did I ever tell you
about my old man?

Gary Clarke. No longer with us.

We didn't speak for years.

What happened?

Big argument about the best route

from Port Talbot to Brecon.
I said A465, A470.

He said A4067
up towards Sennybridge.

Right. What's your point, sir?

The point is, we lost touch.

He was a great man.

But he never knew how I felt

because of my pride.

We don't always have
as long as we think.

Sir, what about M4

then A470?

To Brecon?!

I'd want to get there
the same day.

HE LAUGHS
Oh, he'd have enjoyed that!

- There you are, ma'am.
- What now?!

What is it...

...you would like
to talk to me about?

Is my question.

I've been doing some digging

into the farm financials,
like you asked.

Mm.

They weren't lying
about going broke.

The real question is how they
didn't fold months ago.

I knew there was something
dodgy going on!

Yes, but the real news
is the commune.

Up until June, they had
thousands in their account.

In the last few months,

Chief's practically
spent all of it.

On what?
When we searched his room,

it was just dust and weed.

Great work... Evan.

No, sorry, it's too weird.
You're Chaudhry.

-
- "..No more
Lift its head

"to the blows of the rain;

"Though they be mad
and dead as nails,

"Heads of the characters
hammer through the daisies;

"Break in the sun...

"..till the sun breaks down,

"And death...

"..shall have...

"..no dominion."

What a performance.

Oh, what? Come on! No,
it was all right, I suppose.

You've a poet's soul, John Chapel.

Thank you.
HE CHUCKLES

- Care to blazer up?
-No, he doesn't,

and that'd better be tobacco.

Oh, of course, Officer.

No, John and I, we were just...

Titting about. Yes, I noticed.

Why don't you join us?
Give us a song.

Should have heard her Tiny Tim
in the Year 5 Christmas Carol.

Yes, you should have
but you didn't. You forgot.

And you had to hear about it
from Mam instead.

Mukti's invited me to
an arts festival this Saturday.

Wants to introduce me
to a few of his friends.

Just my own little coterie.

Some poets, sculptors.

Oh, and one
very challenging mime.

Er, I need to have a word
with Dad alone.

- Yeah, I will but can I explain...?
- Can you, just for once,

go without saying anything,
John Chapel?

- What have I done?
- Nothing, as per usual.

I didn't think
you'd want to join us,

the way you've been acting.

We've barely
spent any time together.

Because I've been trying
to solve a murder!

Not that you care.

You hardly know anything
about me or my life.

You're not even interested
in John because he's MY friend.

You just want to add him
to your collection

of artsy-fartsy acquaintances.

You know I'm drawn to new energy,

and you need to accept
that some people

prefer to live
outside the narrow boxes

that society creates.

Well, then, some people
shouldn't be parents.

I'm terribly sorry if my instinct

to create and nurture life
makes me a terrible person.

This is just what he does.

He swoops in, you have a great time,

you're packing your bag
for Oakwood Theme Park,

and then suddenly Mam's
taking you out for a sundae

because he's disappeared again.

- He might have changed.
- Hmm, OK, fine.

Well, while you've been busy
falling under his spell,

I've been driving this investigation.

Chief secretly drained
the commune's accounts.

I've got Chaudhry
checking with the bank

to see if anyone else here
knew about it.

PHONE CHIMES

That's him.

Well, well, well.

- Look who's countersignatory.
- Hmm!

OK, let's recap.

You found out
about the missing money,

you killed Chief, and then

you tried to bribe an officer
of the law with cheese

to cover your tracks.

That last one's not going in
the official charge sheet.

I didn't kill Chief.

Who murders someone over money?

Loads of people.

- We argued. That's all.
- I don't believe you.

Touch wood, my dad hasn't embezzled
my life savings,

but I still want to kill him
sometimes.

Chief wasn't my dad.

He was the closest thing you had.

You thought he was
finally taking you seriously.

But he was just watching you
pour your heart and soul

into something he knew
would never happen.

I was angry. I'd worked so hard.

But when he told me
where the money went -

private hospital treatment
for his cancer...

...I couldn't exactly carry on
yelling at him, could I?

I didn't know what to do.

I felt ashamed.

I said some horrible things, so...

...I left.

Did you tell anyone else?

Aled?

SHE SCOFFS
I don't speak to Aled.

OK, drop the act.

We all know you two
are in a secret relationship.

We were in a secret relationship

until his mum found out
and made him pick.

Her or me.

I suppose it's a no-brainer, really.

She owns a gun and castrates things
on a daily basis, so...

Yeah, fair.

Were you two still together
when this video was taken?

That's Mandy's birthday.

We broke up the week before,

so whatever he's up to there,
it's nothing to do with me.

-
- Min's love of the commune

is at the core of her character.

The passion is there,
but the motive is all wrong.

A woman that idealistic
wouldn't kill over money.

Well, it's not just about the money.

It's about him not believing in her.

Something she's dealt with
her entire life

without impaling anyone.

No, the real question is

why Aled was sneaking
onto the commune.

Do you think Min was lying
about the break-up?

No. I watch a lot of Love Is Blind,
and she had the same energy

as one of the ones
that don't go to Mexico.

Forbidden love. Oh...

It's all very Capulet and Montague.

HE MUTTERS EXCITEDLY

Yes! The grudge!

Festering on over the years.

Heartbreak, hatred.

Oh, but does it answer
the central question, though?

It has to be Min!

Her father figure
completely betrayed her.

Some people can keep a lid

on their parental resentments,
you know.

Is that supposed to be aimed at me?

Well, I've spent some time
with Michael now.

He's hardly the monster
that you paint the picture of.

That's just what he does!

He gaslights people
into thinking he's great,

then he runs away.

Unreliable, perhaps, yeah,
but he's not malevolent, is he?

- He's an innocent.
- He's useless!

I needed a dad!

I'm sure you did, yeah.

And I'm sorry.

But look at you now.
You're a grown woman.

You've got a successful career
and your own place.

Which you haven't set foot in.

Even though I bought a plant
and made it all homely.

Yeah, look, you don't need Michael

in your life any more.

But if you give him a chance...

...you might find
you want him in it.

I've tried too many times.

He just always lets me down.

It's classic Dad.
Everything's always about him.

Never mind his family
or anybody else.

That's it.

I know who killed Chief.

LOW CHATTER

CHIME REVERBERATES

CHATTER STOPS

Sorry. Always wanted to
do that. Carry on.

CHATTER RESUMES

Oi, is this going to take long?

Cos I can't see why me and my son

need to be dragged into the sordid
affairs of these tax dodgers.

It's a bit late for either of you

to be worrying about that,
isn't it, Aled?

I couldn't work out
why a big scaredy cat like you

would risk sneaking onto the commune

and getting caught by your mam,
unless it was to see Min.

Ha! He wishes.

Then I remembered
about your money troubles.

How are you keeping the farm afloat?

Turns out there is a type
of farming you are good at.

Cannabis.

This is how you got Chief

to drop the charges against Lowri -

by becoming his personal supplier.

Aled's not a drug dealer.

He faints if he has to give
the antibiotics to the sheep.

- Tell 'em.
- I don't even grow it myself.

I just let some blokes from the
village rent the barn, that's all.

My own son!

But you've been lying, too,
haven't you, Lowri?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Well, I first noticed
when you said Caesar

was on after Countryfile.

Well, that's not been the case
since the mid-noughties.

It was Countryfile then Caesar
then Attenborough.

Made sense for the sort
of audiences we attracted -

very A1, B1, sometimes the C2,

- professional...
- Yeah, er, John, just...

They don't care.

Ah, yes, but it was
the first clue of many.

Insisting that the commune

was on the wrong side
of a boundary line

that was set 30 years ago.

Bossing your son around,
and him reminding you

to take your meds.

And when you said

that you hadn't set foot
in the commune for years,

you weren't lying.

You just didn't remember.

They say it's dementia.

A lot of fuss over nothing,
if you ask me.

Is it? For 30 years
you've hated Chief.

But it's only the last few months

your behaviour has escalated.

You're not as in control
as you think you are.

Are you saying it was me?

Because that would be sod's law.

If I'd killed him,

- I'd certainly like the pleasure
of remembering it.
- Mam!

- It wasn't her.
- We know.

It all came together
when we found out

why Chief had drained
the commune accounts.

To pay for his cancer treatment.

That's why he relaxed
the rules for you, Amanda.

He wanted someone
to drive him to the hospital.

Someone who would agree
not to talk about his illness.

Yeah, OK. Yeah, I drove him
to his appointments. Yeah.

And you got something
out of it for yourself.

Secret visits to a place

you didn't want anyone
to know about.

Please don't,
cos this will kill my brand.

The carvery.

Four meats
and bottomless gravy - 8.99.

- Mandy!
- Babe!

Tell the truth, Amanda -
it'll be for the best.

Those pigs in blankets
were the highlight of my week.

I hate being a vegan!

I...I hate being an influencer!

I hate this place! I... I'm...

I'm only here
because Omar loves it. Sorry.

I'm only here cos I thought
you loved this place.

I hate this place!

I hate the food,
I hate the routine,

I hate the people - no offence!

Can we go home?

- Can we eat normal food?
- Yeah.

We can watch TV and have
a proper flushing toilet!

And the internet! Yes? Yes?

- Yes!
- OK!

Why didn't Chief just tell us
he was ill?

Because he didn't want
one of you to know.

It started just like you said.
You confronted Chief.

He admitted how he'd spent the money.

But it didn't end there.

It was the cancer treatment,
that was the last straw.

The one selfishness
you couldn't forgive.

Not after your mother.

-
- She had a chance to be saved.

A heart transplant in America.

Chief said it was impossible.

It was too expensive.

I had to watch her die,
and there was nothing I could do!

And then he gets ill

and suddenly it's the best
treatment that money can buy.

He treated you
like his own daughter.

He treated me like shit!

All of us. This was
his own little kingdom,

where he was the only one
that mattered.

He would have
destroyed this place.

Minerva Maddox, I'm arresting you

for the murder of Sebastian Granger.

Chief's name was Sebastian?

Yeah.

I imagine this land is yours now.

If you'd be prepared
to take a DNA test.

You what?

A hatred that fierce could only
grow from a love turned sour.

Chief was Aled's father, wasn't he?

-
- Father?

I've known bulls with a bigger
sense of responsibility.

He turned his back on both of us.

You got the last laugh, though.

With Chief gone,
the commune land is yours.

No. No, you-you can't take it!
It belongs to all of us!

Yeah, that is nice,
but legally it's rubbish.

So we're going to close?

Aled, your financial troubles
are solved.

But, er, on the downside,
I am going to have to arrest you

for the cultivation of
a class B drug.

Yeah. Now,
this is a little bit awkward,

but you two are going to
have to share a lift

down to the station.

Is Radio 1 all right? So...

So, how was the arts festival?

There was no arts festival

and there was
no fellow group of artists.

Your father didn't show up.

I'm sorry.

I did warn you.

KNOCKS ON DOOR

It can't be.

Michael! You appear to be late
to pick me up

by some...42 hours.

- Roads busy, were they?
- Sorry about that, John.

Actually, I'm looking for, er...

Ah, there she is, great!

I just wanted to, uh...

Uh... Yeah.

I've been thinking
a lot about what you said.

Not thinking a lot about
returning my first edition,

by the looks of it.

Can you give us a minute?

Hmm.

You see, I thought
you being spiky with me,

that was just...
Well, that was our thing.

Never occurred to me
that you were hurting.

No, I know it didn't.

Not much does occur to you.

You're right.

But it's just that...

See, you and your mam

always seem to have
everything down.

I thought, "You don't need me."

I'm sorry.

But I want things to be different.

I want to get to know
my Janie bach properly.

And I was wondering,
if... if you're not too busy...

...if we might go for an ice cream?

Uh, well, uh,

me and John are in the middle
of something right now...

You should go.

I've got things to do anyway.

Alan will be here in a minute.

You know he gets antsy
when guests are here, so...

Yeah.

All right. If you don't mind.

HE SCOFFS

So, uh, how much
ice cream does it take

to make up for 30 years
of being rubbish?

A lot.

- Mr Whippy won't cut it, then?
- No chance.

We're talking gelato,
waffle cones, minimum.

Oh!