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You're late.

On the beach.
Lost track of time.

Do you want to take a leaf
out of your
stepbrother's book?

Laboured all day
and then off to night classes.

- Proper grafter.
- We can't all be perfect.

- Congrats, Dad.

Cheers.
Do you see the plans?

Yeah, it'll be good.

Blimey, I hope my clientele's
more enthusiastic!

Don't worry,

the look-at-my-enormous-yacht
brigade will love it.

- Since the old days.
- Well, a lot's changed

since you and your mother
lived here, I know.

But there are
good times ahead,
trust me.

Here, take these.

Been trying to do DIY again?

Cheeky cow!

Here you go.

To the "West Country
Pub of the Year".

- Cheers!
- Cheers.

This award's just
the start.

I've got a surprise
for the reopening

that'll get
the punters flocking
from all over.

I'm so proud of you,
gorgeous!

- Mmm.
- Put it down, Mum!

Don't you worry.

You're still
my special little man.

So, come on,
how're we celebrating?

I vote we keep it simple.

Quiz night
at The Black Dog.

Hey, Roz!

Where've you been hiding?

- I've been busy with work.
- Ah.

Ah, hear you've been
fraternizing with the enemy.

You want to watch yourself,
Brian, working for Tam.

Can't be trusted.

The way business is,
builders can't be choosers.

And it's a high-profile job
for us, what with the award...

- Sorry.
- Yeah, if The Captain's Pipe

is the best pub
in the West Country,

I'm Harry Styles!

You and Tam still not kissed
and made up then?

No, not even
till hell freezes over.

Love what you've done
with the place, Mick!

Hey! Those damp patches
on the walls give it

that authentic
spit and sawdust feel.

What're you doing here,
Tam?

Can't I drop in on
an old friend?

You ain't got
no friends here.

Charming!
You hear about the award?

I don't like to rest
on my laurels so I thought

we'd come and check out
the competition.

- If you can call it that.
- You can't.

This is a proper pub,

unlike your overpriced
gastro-garbage.

Fierce one, isn't she?

You keep talking,
you'll see how fierce.

Hey, how did you pull
a woman like her

when you can't even pull
a proper pint?

By not being a two-faced,

permatanned Judas like you.
Now get out of my pub!

So much for The Black Dog's
legendary warm welcome.

Want a warm welcome
from my fist?

Maybe we should go
somewhere else?

Turns out she's got a brain
under all that hair.

Don't you talk to Claire
like that, yeah,

just 'cause you chose
the wrong landlord.

Right. That's it.

- Get out my pub!
- Calm down, mate!

I'm not your "mate."

And if you come
'round here again,

I will smash your head in!
Out!

I didn't see you,
you didn't see me, right?

Deal.

Morning!

Okay, look,
I accidentally fell asleep
on Freya's sofa.

- It wasn't my fault.

You're grounded.
Go upstairs, get some sleep,

- and we'll talk
about this later.
- But how...

- Where've you been?
- None of your business.

Davey.

Any ID?

No, they're still
digging him out now.

Coastguard called
a couple of hours ago.

Maybe he went
for an early morning
walk or something?

Can't have been that early.

There's no access
to this cove at high tide.

I've been surfing all around
this coast.

All right, well,
I'll check the tide times.

At the moment,
to get here by foot,

you'd need to be here
before midnight

or after 6:00 a.m.,
give or take.

I knew you were useful
for something.

Maybe he came by boat?

- So where's the boat?
- And if he did
get here by boat

he'd have to swim
the last bit.

You see, these rocks,
they form

a barrier
all around this cove.

Kerry Bliss tried to catch
a wave through them once

and broke her boogie
in three places.

Sounds painful.

Well, the body's too high up
the waterline

to have washed up,
so something's not right.

Well, unlucky's one thing.

This whole area
should've been cordoned off.

There's construction work
going on,

on the pub
up on the clifftop.

You're thinking
that's what
caused the collapse?

Maybe.

Hence your invitation
to the party.

Here's me thinking it was for
my scintillating conversation.

We'd have to prove negligence
for corporate manslaughter.

I'll talk to the owner.

- Sarge...
- Yeah?

I'll go and check
those tide tables.

I don't think the owner's
gonna be much help.

I hope you don't mind
my colleague,

Jane Kennedy, sitting in.

She's working with us
to ascertain
the cause of death.

The cause of death?

I thought you
said he was buried
under a load of rubble.

- Sorry, Mum.

but we would like to know

if anything triggered
the rockfall

and why Tam
was on the cove.

So, when was the last time
you saw him?

After the pub.

Uh, we walked Lucy
to a friend's house.

Lucy, she's your stepsister?
Is that right?

Yeah, that's right.
It's Tam's daughter.

And then,
we came back here.

Tam insisted that
we open up another bottle.

We were up until about 1:00.

And when did you realise
he had gone missing?

I heard him on the stairs
around 3:00.

He often doesn't sleep well.

Sometimes he'll
go down the bar
to watch telly.

Sorry, 3:00?
Are you sure?

Yeah, checked my phone.

Uh...
I must've nodded off.

Then I heard a sound,
like thunder.

Yeah, I heard it, too.

I guess that was
the rockfall.

All right. And then?

I woke up again
around 6:00.

Only, Tam wasn't back in bed,
so I went downstairs.

But he wasn't there, either.

It's all right.
Take your time.

We'd only been married
a few months.

I know people think
I'm some gold digger.

But I loved him so much.

When I heard the sirens,
and saw you lot on the cove...

I just knew!

Right, I...
I think that's us for now.

- I'll show you guys out.
All right.

Okay. Thank you.

- Teddern Construction.
- Brian Teddern?

Isn't he going out with...

Roz and Tam divorced
a long time ago.

It's all amicable.

I've been working
for Brian as a labourer.

Hoping to build houses
of my own one day,

- so, it's all good experience.
- Yeah.

- Any problems onsite?
- No, none.

Did you get on with Tam?

The stepparent thing
isn't always easy.

My real dad scarpered
when my mum was
still pregnant.

She was amazing,
but it was tough.

The past couple of years,
it's been like

I had a proper family,
you know.

Oh, one sec.

Bit cosy,

getting your ex-wife's new man
to renovate your pub.

Modern families for you,
isn't it?

Claire and Scott seem close.

Because if they were together
till 1:00,

there's no way Tam
could've made it onto the cove

before the rockfall because
of the tide times.

Ah, hello there.
This is my colleague,
Jane Kennedy,

- she's the...
- Yeah, I know who she is.
It's Judith's girl.

Let me save you
the trouble.

As operations manager,
I guarantee

there's no heavy machinery
onsite.

Ground disturbance
was minimal.

None of us would've been here
when the cliff collapsed.

Well, Jane's just trying
to establish...

Yeah, whether
it was our fault?

- Well, it wasn't.
It's still our job

to inform the Health
and Safety Executive.

I'll need
your risk assessments

and details of any work
undertaken to date.

Paperwork's back
at the office.

I'll send it over ASAP.

to accuse you of anything,
but a man has died.

We know!
He was my dad!

Come on.

- Clint.
Hi, Jane.

Coastguard says rockfalls
along this stretch

are unusual
but not unheard of.

Oh, and he confirmed
there's only access

- to the cove at low tide.
- Okay.

Can you go to the council
planning department?

Get copies
of everything they have
on the building application.

And then talk to H.S.E.
about Teddern Construction.

See if there's any history
of complaints,

- or safety problems.
- Yeah, yeah. Okay.

Great, I'll talk
to you later.

Cheers. Bye.

What do you think?
Have they been
cutting corners?

Maybe.

Roz seemed pretty
confrontational.

Well, you can have
that effect on people.

- Excuse me!
- Ow.

Here you go, love.

To think they used to
be best friends.

- Who?
- Mick and Tam.

Really? What happened?

You know men.

Always a woman involved.

- Where was Mick last night?
- Nowhere.

- What do you mean?
- Oh, nothing, I just...

Oh, must've got
my wires crossed.

- Hey.
- Guess what we found

- up on the cove!
- Uh, treasure chest?

- No.
- Giant turtle?

No.
A tunnel, or so we think.

The lads found the entrance

while they were digging out
Tam's body.

- Where does it lead?
- Don't know yet.

They're still clearing
the rocks.

But I have heard talk

there was an old
smugglers' tunnel up there.

Yeah, but if you believe
folklore,

every coastal town in Devon
has one.

True, but how else
did Tam get on the cove?

And why go snooping around
in tunnels

- unless you're up to no good?
- So...

So, maybe it wasn't
an accident after all.

Well,
technically speaking,

we're not supposed to
be in here.

No one's made sure
the tunnel's stable yet.

I'm only having a peek.

Oh.

There goes that theory.

It's a dead end.

No, no, no.
That earth's fresh.

So, if the tunnel collapsed

that might have caused
the rockfall.

And if Tam was on the cove...

So, we need to find out
who else knew about this.

Yeah.

If Tam was up to no good...

It's a police inquiry.

- You're telling
me to butt out?
- Yeah.

Fine.

But I would like
to talk to Claire again.

Yeah, wait for me.

So, you had no idea
it was there, no?

- Tam never mentioned it?
- A tunnel? No.

I've heard stories,
but I didn't believe them.

Not that I'd want
to go in it.

I get claustrophobic
in a phone box.

I knocked but, uh...
I wanted to...

After how you treated him
last night?

Look, me and Tam,
you know,
we had our history...

- I don't want you here!
- Please...

You threw him
out of your pub,

now I'm throwing you
out of his!

This "history," do you...

Before my time.

These stories,

did they ever mention where
the tunnel came out?

- It could be anywhere!
- Well, assuming the tunnel

wasn't built
by Isambard Kingdom Brunel,

it can't be that long.

And as it's been kept secret
all this time,

I reckon the entrance must
be somewhere in the grounds.

Ow! That's lethal.

Hey, uh... Tam had a cut
on his hand, actually.

All right
let's have a look.

Hey...
Have a look at this.

Old grill, new padlock.

Yeah.

I'll see if there was
a key found with the body,

get all this dusted
for prints.

If you got someone
to build on your land,

wouldn't you mention
there's a tunnel
running underneath it?

Is that your way of trying
to convince me

this is a corporate
manslaughter case

so I don't send you packing?

- Did it work?

Brings back memories,
doesn't it?

Our kingdom.

You, me and Tam.
The Three Musketeers.

Three Stooges, more like.

Daft kids jumping
into rock pools...

Smoking cigarettes we stole
from my mum, snogging...

Well, you and Tam
were the ones

doing the mouth snorkelling.

What went wrong
between you two, eh?

Thought you'd last forever.

Tam was a hopeless romantic.

Reality could never
live up to the dream.

Especially after
I got pregnant with Lucy.

And now? All good
between you and Brian?

Of course.

Said he wanted to build it
into a new car park.

And what's this?

Oh, a local surveyor
drew it up for me.

Look, it's a bit of
a guesstimate,

but it shows
the tunnel's likely path

based on the underlying
rock formations.

"The Captain's Pipe."

And are these the plans
for the building work?

Yeah, you see
this one on the left,

it's the original footprint
for the conservatory

and this one
is the revised plan, see?

Why was it moved?

Well, doesn't really say,
sorry.

- And Brian's safety record?
- It's clean.

I mean, ideally,
he would've cordoned off

this section of the cove,
but the work

wasn't happening
right on the cliff edge

and it's not
a busy stretch.

Just a freak accident.

It's one man, wrong place,
wrong time.

- Maybe not.

Who are you calling?

I want to see what Tam
has to say for himself.

Right, according to
the pathologist,

he was probably killed by
a single blunt trauma injury

to the skull.
And it looks like

all other injuries
were post-mortem.

So Tam was dead
before he was covered
by the rockfall?

And the grill was locked
from the outside.

So, this is
a murder inquiry.

Yes, all right, I'll back off.
I promise.

Just keep me in the loop?

I mean, unless you want to
bounce ideas around?

Did you find Tam's keys?

Yeah, in his jacket pocket.

But we're not allowed
down the well

until they declare
the tunnel safe, so...

Having said that, though,

I've done a bit of digging
of my own.

See what you did there.

Um, yeah...

Well, they couldn't find
Tam's mobile phone

so we pulled
his phone records.

He got a call
in the early hours.

- Who from?
- Unregistered pay-as-you-go.

So, someone's phoned him,
arranged to meet him,

killed him,
and left his body on the cove.

Where he was buried under
the rockfall.

So who else
knew about the tunnel?

You know,
I think the conservatory

was going to be built
over the tunnel,

but the plans were changed,
so...

Maybe Tam warned Brian
it was there.

Yeah. Could have
just as easily been Roz.

Maybe their divorce wasn't
as amicable after all?

Or Claire could have lied

when she said Tam
never told her about it.

I mean, she stands to inherit
the pub.

There's someone else
you need to talk to.

He's not gonna
be happy about it.

- This a sick joke?
- Mick's done nothing wrong.

I'm sure he hasn't, Judith,

but I've also got witnesses
saying that

he threatened
to "smash Tam's head in."

He was just mouthing off!

This is ridiculous!
Tell him.

He also
doesn't have an alibi.

Of course he does!
He was with me.

Oh, you told him?
Cheers.

Told him what?
- What was I supposed to do?

Stick up for me.

Told him what?

I saw Mick sneaking back
into the house

in the early hours
of the morning.

- So did Beth.
- Mick?

I wasn't "sneaking" anywhere.
I went for a walk, that's it.

And you think that means
he killed Tam?

No, of course not.

Mick, just come with me down
to the station.

Can't we do this here?

No, I've got to do this
by the book.

That means you making
a formal statement.

Wait here.

You haven't told anyone,
have you?

Course not.
And if anyone asks,

- you didn't see me.
- Obviously!

I'm not exactly gonna shout it
from the rooftops, am I?

Look... I can't
do this any more.

- Why not?
- I don't need the hassle.

What about what I need?

My dad's dead, Scott!

I know. I'm...sorry.

My head's all over the place
at the minute.

Have they figured out what Tam
was doing down there yet?

Don't know,
but I just saw them
carting off Mick Sturrock.

Mick? Why?

Think he was involved.

So, where did you go?

I told you.
I went for a walk.

Where?

Here and there.
Nowhere special.

- Anyone see you?
- I don't know.

Look, you're not helping
yourself here, Mick.

I need details.

I was at Judith's.

I woke up early, I went for
a walk, I came back.

End of.

You sure you don't
want a solicitor?

I don't need one.

Yeah, you do.
You do, Mick.

A word of advice,
not as a copper,
but as a mate.

This is
a murder investigation.

You might want to cooperate.

- Can I go now?
- Sorry.

I'm going to have to
place you under arrest.

Nobody answered
the door, so, uh...

Oh. How can I help?

I didn't know whether
I should go to the police.

Is this about Tam?

I heard that Mick Sturrock
got taken in.

Well, the thing is...
I saw them.

A few days ago.
Mick and Tam.

It was a stupid
misunderstanding!

Misunderstanding?
You tried it on with Judith.

You don't do that
to a mate.

I was drunk!
It was years ago!

And you know
what they say, Mick...

- Takes two to tango.
- You watch your mouth!

Anyway,
I'm not here about that.
I want my cut.

- What cut?
- The three of us had a deal.

We said that,
whatever happened,
that tunnel was ours.

Oh, grow up!
That's ancient history.

I don't owe you nothing.

You'll regret this.

- Mick knew about the tunnel?
- I guess so.

I didn't really understand
at the time.

But I just thought
that someone should know.

Yeah, thanks.
Um, leave it with me.

Whatever you say.
To be honest,

I'd rather not be involved.

Can I have a minute,
please?

Did you know about
the tunnel?

Why?
Do you think I killed him?

No, of course not!

Mick, I shouldn't even
be here.

I had to convince
the custody sergeant
I was family.

So?

Yeah, I knew.

It doesn't prove anything,
does it?

Whoever killed Tam
used the tunnel.

Plus, there's the threat
it poses to The Black Dog,

the additional trade it would
generate for Tam's pub.

That's motive.
If the police find...

Davey can only protect you
for so long.

Oh, is that what he's doing?

You haven't been charged yet,
have you?

That's 'cause
there's no evidence
I've done anything!

Then help me find out
what really happened.

Or do you like it in here?

I saw the notice,

saying Tam wanted that land
to extend his car park.

From the moment he bought
that pub and changed the name,

- I knew it'd come to this.
- Come to what?

He wants to turn our tunnel
into a tourist attraction.

Your tunnel?

As kids, Tam, Roz and I,
we were close.

You know, real close.

One day, messing around
in the cove,

we discovered the tunnel.

You didn't tell anyone?

Would you?

Three teenagers,
got their own private cove.

High tide, we'd nip across
the wall from the pub,

go down there
and it was all ours.

No one else's.

No one knew we were there
or what we were up to.

You kept it a secret
all this time?

Yeah, and over the years,
we kept it a secret,

even when Tam and Roz
split up.

You know, making sure
the entrance was covered up.

And then...
Tam and I had our falling out.

What was that about?

Years ago, I...
I told him I liked your mum.

I really liked her.

This was before he started
going out with Claire.

And what'd he do?

Went straight over there
and tried it on with Judith.

Unsuccessfully, I might add.

But he and I,
we've barely spoke since then.

Where were you this morning?

Did you go and see Tam?

- I can't tell you that.
- Oh, Mick!

Look, I know we've had
our differences, but...

Mum's never been so happy,
and that is down to you.

I want to help you.

Okay, I went to see
a supplier.

Things have been
a bit tricky recently,

thanks to Tam's place,
and I got offered
some cheap booze.

And I didn't want
to do it, but...

Seeing that smug grin
on him...

Fell off the back of a ferry?

What's so funny?

Everyone knows
you do dodgy deals.

Davey's turned
a blind eye before.

It's different.

These aren't the people
I normally do business with.

They're a gang,
really nasty pieces of work.

If they found out
that I'd been blabbing
to the cops, well...

They wouldn't be happy.

- I see.
- And then when I let slip

who I was doing
the business with,

Judith told me to back out.

And if she thinks
I'd gone back...

Oh, come on, Mick,
she'll understand.

So will Davey,
if you give him a chance.

If I tell Davey,
it has to go on record.

I will lose my licence.

The Black Dog is my life.

That and your mum.

I'm scared I'd lose her.

You'd sooner
be charged with murder?

I don't know what choice
I got.

Brian's already emailed
the paperwork.

Actually, I wanted
to talk to you about Tam.

It wasn't an accident.

Is it true
you knew about the tunnel?

You've been talking
to Mick?

Yeah, I knew.

And what about Brian?
Did you tell him?

No.

Even though he was building
on the cliff above it?

Well, why do you think
I got Tam

to move the conservatory
to the other side of the pub?

And for your information,
I was at home

all night with Brian,
and our Lucy was at a party.

Oh. Bad time?

No, it's fine.
We're done.

I kept getting your machine.
I wanted to make sure

Brian will be back onsite
in the morning.

I thought... We were planning
to take a couple of days off.

Out of respect.

Tam would've wanted
his pub finished

and reopened for business.
We'll see you tomorrow.

- Why is Da...
- Look what you've done!

I've got a DCI
breathing down my neck.

He's got wind
Mick's not exactly
a stranger.

So, now they're ransacking
my house!

This is where
he was last night, Judith.

- I've got no choice left!
- Well, you won't
find anything,

so you might as well bog off.
But don't think of stepping

into The Black Dog,
'cause you're barred!

Mum, you can't bar him.

I'm in The Black Dog
darts team!

You step one foot
in Mick's pub

and I'll throw darts at you!

I need to tell you something.

You've got to promise me

you'll keep this to yourself
for now.

All right, what is it?

Mick knew about the tunnel.

Sarge.

Yeah. Two seconds.

- Mum.
- Don't!

It's your fault
Mick's in trouble.

I'm trying to get him
out of trouble,

but I need you
to calm down and help me.

How can I calm down
when he's locked up?

Mum, you've known Tam
for years.

Can you think of anyone
who would wish him harm?

I don't know.

Have you spoken to
his daughter?

Lucy?
I thought they got on.

They did.

I've seen the people
she hangs out with.

If she got into trouble
and Tam got involved,

he'd do anything
to protect her.

She was at a party
all night.

Lucy?

Not all night.

Well, she was at Freya's,
but she left early
to meet some bloke.

What time?

I don't know.
About 2:00?

Found this
in the bins outside.

It's Tam's.

I can't get hold
of your mother.

Let her know
what's going on
and tell her I'm okay.

Yeah, of course.

Listen, Mick,

how did Tam's phone end up
in Mum's bin?

I've never touched
his phone.

My prints on it? No.

So then why was it
in Mum's bin?

I'm being set up.

Then tell Davey the truth.

What, and risk losing your mum
and my pub?

I need you to prove
it wasn't me.

Look, I'm trying!

Is there anything
you're not telling me?

You still think
I'm guilty.

How long have you known me?

I believe you.

Why am I not convinced?

You're an idiot,
but you're not
that much of an idiot.

- So find out who killed Tam
and get me out of here.

Yeah, I've got to go.

- Hey!
- Hey.

Custody sergeant's keeping
Mick in while we investigate.

Yeah, I know.
I phoned the station earlier.

What you doing out here?

Hiding from Mum.

You wanna go
and get a coffee or something?

Actually, there's
something I need to do.

Okay.
I'll catch you later then.

So, the night
your dad died...

I was at The Black Dog
with them,

then I went to Freya Taylor's
house for a party.

It was lame,
but most things are,
around here.

I was there all night.

- All night?
- Yeah. Why?

A witness saw you leaving.

They must've made
a mistake.

To meet a man.

You mean Beth?

She wasn't exactly
compos mentis.

I'm aware she'd had
a couple of drinks.

More than a couple.

That's why she stayed over.
Scared you'd notice.

I was hoping
we could talk off the record,

but maybe you should talk
to the police.

All right!

I popped out to see someone,
but only for a bit.

- Who?

You can't tell anyone.

Scott.

Your stepbrother,
Scott Poole?

Yeah.

Ew! Not like that!

Scott's labouring all day,

and then he's going
to his night classes.

He's too tired to go out,
so now he's miserable

'cause he's never seeing
his mates.

A friend of mine sells...
You know...

- Drugs?
- Legal highs.

Well, they used to be legal.

Something to perk him up
a bit.

I dread to think.

You're not going to tell
my mum?

I told Scott
I'm not getting it
for him no more.

Do you know, right now,
my priorities are elsewhere.

But I've seen enough
dead drug addicts to
last a lifetime,

so if I even suspect
you're dealing,

I will get the police
to come down on you

like a ton of bricks.
Is that clear?

Well, the surveyor reckons
this tunnel is showing

no further signs of stress.
So...

Don't you have
specialist teams

for this sort of thing?

Yeah, we do,
if you want to wait all week.

You're the one who wanted to
be kept "in the loop."

Or are you scared?

Any intelligent woman
would hesitate

before climbing into
a confined space with you.

Beats going home
and facing Mum. I think.

In that case, ladies first.

So kind.

Must be something kind of

Freudian about
the whole thing.
It's like...

- Shh.
- I just meant...

No, no, shush!

- I think I heard something.

No, maybe not.

- Rat!

Idiot!

Whose idea was this anyway?

What do you think
you're doing?

We're already
behind schedule!

The police have told us
to stop work.

- Why?
- They're searching the tunnel.

All right,
just mind your step there.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

You just seem a bit quiet.

You got something
on your mind?

Come on, I know you. Spill.

- Nothing.
- Hey, look.

That's a footprint.

If the surveyors marked
that out,

that means
that's not one of theirs.

Tam's?

No, he was wearing trainers
when they found him.

That is a boot print,

and a big one, too,
by the look of it.

It wasn't Mick.

End of the line.

It smells like fireworks.

Yeah.

Hey, you don't think...

Fuse wire.

The tunnel didn't collapse
by itself.

It would've taken
someone with expertise

and access to
the right materials.

I didn't know
the tunnel existed.

Why would I blow it up?

Cover your tracks.

But it didn't work.
We found a footprint.

So, I'm gonna need to examine
your work boots.

I'm not taking
the blame for this.

Not after what she did.

- By "she," you mean...
- Roz.

I heard her sneaking out
of the house during the night.

I was worried.
She's not been herself,

- so I followed her.
- To the pub?

I saw her climb down
into the well.

I had to know
what was going on.

- You!
- Why?

It was a mistake.

I'm sorry.
Look, I love you.

- What are you gonna do?
- It's okay.

You don't need
to say anything else.

In fact, we're never gonna
talk about this again.

Agreed?

Go on.
I'll sort this.

Everything's gonna be
all right.

So you blew the tunnel
to cover for her?

With the tunnel sealed off,

people would think
the body washed up there.

Nobody could link it back
to Roz.

Only, I didn't count
on the rockfall.

So what was she doing there
with Tam in the first place?

I think we can all
take a stab in the dark.

So you covered for her,

even though
she was cheating on you?

I love her.
Not like Tam.

He snapped his fingers
and women came running.

I guess she tried to end it,

they argued, he slipped,
fell, I don't know.

Hard to be jealous
of a dead man.

Where's Roz now?

She went upstairs
for a lie down.

Said she wasn't feeling well.

Don't forget
your toothbrush.

Your own boyfriend
caught you red-handed!

He's lying.

Hidden in a book
in your bedside table.

Fits the padlock
to the tunnel entrance.

A padlock with
your fingerprints on it.

And we also found this.

It matches the call
that you made
to Tam's mobile.

You arranged to meet him.

- Yes.
- Why?

Because...

When I walked out on Tam,

I meant it.
I hated him.

Working together behind
that bar

all day, all night, I mean,
it got to the point

when just
the silliest little thing
annoyed each other.

But recently,

seeing each other every day,
it was...

It was like
we were kids again.

Couldn't keep our eyes off
each other.

Tam was planning
to divorce Claire.

Then,
when that was sorted,

I was gonna move back
into the pub.

Only Brian killed him before
we had the chance!

- Brian killed him?
- Well, he must have.

He must've found out
about the affair.

Did you see him?

No, but he must have.
He was there.

Then why didn't you call
the police?

Because I was scared! I...

Brian freaked out

when he saw your lot
heading down
the tunnel earlier.

I didn't know what
he was planning.

Right, so you're saying
that Brian killed Tam

and he's saying that
you did it.

So who do I believe?

And if you're planning
a romantic liaison,

why choose the cove?

Not exactly convenient, is it?
Or comfortable.

It's where we fell in love.
The first time.

On my 18th,
Tam promised that one day

he'd buy me that pub
on the cliff top

so we could have
that view forever.

I thought he was joking.

Try to leave everything
where you found it.

I will, of course.

Hey. Got your message.

Have you told Claire
about the affair?

No, I want evidence that Roz
is telling the truth first.

The lads have picked up Brian,
but he's sticking
to his story.

Not exactly the happy ending
Tam and Roz were hoping for.

You know what they say
about relationships.

You can never really go back,
can you?

You know,
they're both assuming

that the other one
did it, but...

What if it was someone else?

- Like who?
- Well...

Maybe Tam told Claire
he was divorcing her

and she didn't take it
very well.

Claire's got a history
of panic attacks

brought on
by claustrophobia.

So even if
she wanted Tam dead,

she wouldn't
have followed him
down the tunnel.

Lie on the bed.

Well, I'm very flattered,
but...

Lie on the bed!

Seriously?

Hear that?
- Uh... Yeah.

- And that?
- Yeah, same.

Claire said
she heard Tam's footsteps

on the stairs at 3:00,
but according to Roz,

Tam would've
been dead already.

Well, maybe
she got the time wrong.

Or it wasn't him leaving.

It was someone else
coming back.

There was only
one other person in the pub.

All by yourself?

Yeah, the, uh...
The rest of the lads

have packed up
until they know

what's happening
with Roz and Brian.

Oh, right, so you're just
taking the initiative, huh?

Looking out for your mum?

I mean, after all,
all this is hers now, right?

- Sorry, what?
You found out

about the affair,
didn't you?

Between your stepfather
and his ex-wife.

You were coming home from
buying your little pick-me-up

when you saw Tam
sneaking down the tunnel.

You knew what he was up to.

- You've lost me.
We found a footprint.

We thought it might
be Brian's but his feet
are the wrong size.

Yours, however,
perfect fit.

You went to my mum's house
to plant the phone,

keep the police focused
on Mick.

Wow, you must really love
your mother.

Scott Poole,
I'm arresting you
on suspicion

of the murder of Tam Bryant.

You... Ah!

- Davey!

Whoa, whoa.

Put it down, put it down!

Put that down!
You don't want to hurt anyone.

- It was his fault!
- What did he do?

My father treated
my mum like dirt!

It took her years
to get over him,

to trust someone again.

I thought that Tam
was different, but he wasn't.

When I saw him and Roz...

- All right, you were angry.
- I just wanted to tell him

what a mistake he was making.

What're you doing
down here?

- How could you do this?
- Do what?

You swore to me that
you would never hurt her.

You've got this all wrong.

Don't touch me! I saw you!

If you say a word
to your mother...

It just happened!

Back off!

Scott, you don't want
to do this.

- I said stay back!
- You're not thinking clearly.

- This is the pills.
- Scott?

Stay back!

Get off me!

- Aah!
Scott Poole,
I'm arresting you

under suspicion of the murder
of Tam Bryant.

If it's more of that slop,
I'm not interested.

How about a pint then?

Look, Davey, you were right.

I did have something
on my mind.

Mick asked me
to keep a secret and...

- It's fine.
- No, I don't want you

- to think that I...
- Listen, I don't...
I trust you.

- It's fine.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- We're good?

We're good.

Ah, Mick.

Only kind of bars
you want to be behind, eh.

Listen, mate, I'm sorry about,
you know...

Oh, yeah, you were only
doing your jobs.

What will it be?

Oh, well, I can't actually,
Annette...

On the house.

Go on then,
I'll have a pint.

I'll have
a white wine, please.

Uh, since we're doling out
the forgiveness,

can I be off the hook?

Ah, when I've decided
you're truly sorry

for staying out all night
without permission.

Hey, I remember you sneaking
out once or twice.

- Davey!
- First, that's gross.

And second, you are such
a hypocrite!

Right, yeah, well,
clear those away
and we'll call it quits.

I said you're barred!

- I told him...
And as for you...

Yeah, Mum, I'm sorry.

While this lump
had his feet up in that cell,

I had to pull a triple shift.

How about my plan
about winning next year's

best West Country
Pub of the Year...

Quizaoke?

Teams answer trivia questions
and get points

by singing
their favourite songs.

- Great!
- Love it!

- A shoo-in.
- Yeah!

Right, well...

To Tam, the shameless
old heller.

Every man needs a good enemy.

Tam.