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Apparently, it was created for the Paris World Fair

in the late 19th century.

Hang on, so you want me to paint your pavilion?

Oh, no, dear chap, this is a pergola, not a pavilion.

In fact, our rather sparse pergola is being renovated as we speak.

And the difference is? A pergola is a bit more open.

Oh, good. Less for me to paint, then.

And the whole structure will be intertwined

with our personalised roses.

The fragrance of us. Mm.

THEY CHUCKLE Aw.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't go getting any ideas about personalised roses.

Oh, you old romantic Oh, come on, I have my moments.

But why would we symbolise our love

with something that's rooted in compost?

Talking of buildings, Diane, pass me that council notice, please.

Oh, yes, the council official asked us to put this up.

Oh, no.

What? What does it say?

Do you know, the last time they did this,

it must be 20 years ago now.

It took me ages to get Claudie to school.

Had to go all around the back roads. It's absolute chaos, this.

Well, tell us. What does it say?

It says the council is digging up the fountain in the square

and that all traffic will be diverted for the foreseeable.

Replacing the fountain? What with?

I don't think Madeline will be able

to handle these extra miles, you know.

Dom, about Madeline...

Oh, yes, I've got to do a recce at the chateau,

so could I come and get Madeline tomorrow...?

Yeah, it's just that, well...

Yes, it's all very exciting,

and you will all be invited to the official unveiling, of course.

What of?

Oh, Jeremy and Judith's reconstructed pergola.

Oh, I love a pergola.

My nan was obsessed with fancy gardens.

I'm actually named after a gloriette in Wales.

What's a gloriette?

Well, it's like a pavilion,

but it's built on elevated ground, so you get better views.

Every day's a school day. SHE CHUCKLES

Sorry. What were you saying about Madeline?

PHONE RINGS Dom, I really tried, but...

Oh, sorry, Glo, I've got to get this.

Well, see you at 1:30pm sharp, Dominic.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Mm.

Gloria, is it still all right to give me a lift tomorrow?

I don't think we'll get Judith's planter in Madeline. I mean, it's...

I don't think you're gonna fit a lot into Madeline any more.

Sorry, what was that? Don't matter. Of course I can.

Give me a call. Oh, great.

PHONE RINGS, LINE DISCONNECTS

PHONE CHIMES

That fountain is the beating heart of the square.

Surely they can't remove it completely.

It's being replaced with a bigger one.

Why on earth do we need a bigger fountain?

When Stephanie Arquette got elected,

her speech was full of the promise of preservation.

And now here she is, doing exactly the opposite.

Unusual for a politician, eh? HE SCOFFS

I just had such high hopes.

We all did, my darling. We all did.

Donnez-moi plus de temps!

Oh!

SHE GASPS AND GROANS

♪ Do you remember the first time

♪ That my eyes set on you?

♪ Your smile came from nowhere

♪ For sometime never

♪ Or sometime soon

♪ The road is a long one

♪ I was only passing through

♪ I was only passing through. ♪

I never thought this day would come.

I mean, I always dreaded it,

but I never actually thought I'd see it.

Oh, sorry.

HE CRIES Thank you.

I'm so sorry, Dom. We did everything we could.

I know.

You were the best car in the world.

Love you, Madeline. Always will.

HE EXHALES Here you go.

I'm afraid she won't be ready till next week.

Geraldine. Who?

That's what my new car's gonna be called.

Oh. Why are we whispering? Well, it's a bit soon, innit?

Thanks for giving us a lift, Glo.

Oh, pleasure, love. What's that?

Oh, a delivery for Jeremy and Judith.

They had some paint samples flown in from Bloomsbury.

Picked them up from customs the other day.

Oh. Can you drop me off at the pub? Course I can.

Hey, this must be how you feel. What?

Well, poncing lifts all the time.

SHE SCOFFS

Hey!

Well, so far, so good.

Do you know what the day is today? Wednesday.

Morning! Oh, morning, Dominic.

Got those paint samples you ordered. Ooh!

And I'm afraid you owe me 300 euros

cos that's how much it costs to get 'em out of customs.

Madness. Surely there's paint shops in Sainte Victoire.

Not like Clarkson's in Bloomsbury.

Why have you got little pots of the same colour?

Don't be ridiculous, Dominic.

This one is called Brave Sage, and this one is Spring Flourish.

Entirely different.

Anyway, Jean says next time you get something delivered,

get it delivered to her shop.

She's got something called a trading postal service.

Means you avoid the import tax.

Oh, fantastic. Thanks, Dom. I'll call her later.

Oh, do you think they've started work already?

Who?

Well, the fountain. The water's stopped running.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my... Quickly, Dom!

THEY GROAN

It's the mayor. Good God.

Time of death was approximately 9:30pm.

Oh. Can I ask how?

Two brutal stab wounds. Oh, that's horrific.

Indeed.

And what's that terrible rash on her legs?

It looks like she has been bitten by mosquitoes or something nasty.

It's the time of year.

Mm. Poor woman. Mm.

I'm really sorry to ask,

but am I allowed to go to work or need to answer more questions?

I was just about to say the same thing.

Of course, if you need us...

No, no, if I need anything else, I will be in touch.

Are you all right? Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

You're far from fine, Dom.

I mean, that must have been horrible.

Well, not about me, is it? I guess not.

I'll see you later, yeah? Yeah, see you later.

HE SIGHS The mayor's phone.

The last call she had was to a certain Eddie Day.

I think he's a small-time criminal, but not around here.

Near Bayonne. It might be wise

to talk to the mayor's husband, Roland Arquette, first

to ask why on earth she would know someone like that.

Well, I sourced a couple of pieces of furniture for the Arquettes.

Do you want me to come with you?

It might be easier with a familiar face.

Good idea.

But first, just let me call a friend

and check on this Eddie Day character.

That name rings a bell. D'accord.

'Hey, Jean. Hey, I'm glad you called.

'I just got this delivered today - 1856 ceramic of William Palmer.

'You know, the Prince of the Poisoners?

'They actually sold them at his execution.

'I've been dying to tell someone.'

Whatever floats your boat, love. John, I need to ask you a question.

'Fire away.' Do you know an Eddie Day?

Is he dodgy? 'Oh, yes. I know who he is.

'Real nasty piece of work.

'He's a loan shark who disguises himself as a building contractor.'

Oh! Of course.

Charlie got a quote from him

when we needed some building work done at the shop.

He's extortionate. Extortion's his middle name.

Him and his brother have all sorts of dodgy businesses going on.

Stay well clear, Jean. Oh, I will.

'Unless you want me to sort him out for you.'

Oh, no, no, no, you're all right,

but thanks for the offer, and thanks for the info.

Anytime!

Right, I'm off to polish my William Palmer.

Course you are. See you.

I just can't believe it.

We are terribly sorry.

Who would kill her? Why?

HE SOBS

After my first wife left me 20 years ago,

I never thought I would find love again,

but these last five years have been the best of my life.

Erm...

the thing is, Mr Arquette,

the last person your wife called

was a certain Eddie Day.

He has a building company in Bayonne,

but he is also a loan shark.

I know you, don't I? You're the antique dealer, yes?

Yeah, that's right.

You sourced the Napoleon III Boulle cabinet for me

a couple of years ago.

Yes, with the pristine burgundy velvet interior.

A gift for our office. She chose it herself, of course.

She had exquisite taste. She did.

I don't know if I'll be able to look at that cabinet from now on.

It's just so her.

Objects hold so much memory. I should know.

I don't suppose you could take it off my hands?

I will have to pass it every day. I don't know if I can face that.

Of course, if it will help. I think it would.

Sorry to get back to Monsieur Day,

but was he doing some building work for you?

No.

Then why on earth would your wife be dealing with him?

Can you shed any light at all?

Stephanie had become financially overwhelmed in this last year.

When running for election,

she slightly overpromised some extra public services

and regeneration for Sainte Victoire,

including the fountain, which was always breaking down.

Y-Yeah, it was.

So she applied for a grant from the government

and was categorically assured that she would get it.

And?

She spent the money before she had got it.

OK. And then the grant was turned down.

Oh, dear.

So she appealed, but it would be another six months

before they would even look at it again.

She panicked, she took stupid advice,

and then borrowed the money from this man Eddie,

saying that the grant will be paid after the appeal,

but it has only just come through six months later,

and Eddie's interest has been crippling.

Oh, Mr Arquette, please... please take your time.

He wanted his money. He was after her.

But kill her?

Oh, God. HE SOBS

Er, excuse me.

I will drive over to Bayonne now. I'll come with you.

No. No need.

Thank you for your help, Jean,

but I think it will be safer if you leave this to the police.

Oh, OK.

Erm, Jean, I need to talk to you about something.

Oh, what? ROLAND SOBS

I will tell you later.

Yeah, I think I'd better stay with him here.

Very good. OK.

THEY GROAN SOFTLY

THEY SIGH

You were dead excited when she got elected.

You said, "She didn't just say all the right things.

"She made loads of 'em happen, too."

I know. It's so sad. How's Roland?

Well, like any devoted husband, he's completely devastated.

Oh, bless him.

I mean, he has got his mother, so he's not totally alone,

and they have already got a prime suspect.

Already? Blimey, that were quick.

Yeah, Caron is speaking to him now. Oh.

Right.

What is this, then? Oh, this?

This is a classic Roman planter with rams' heads.

What does a ram's head on a plant pot mean?

Well, the ram signifies lots of different things

to lots of different cultures and religions.

Religion? And it's for Judith?

Yeah, no, but to the Romans, it was more of a fertility symbol.

Oh, that sounds more like it. My nan was mad about plants.

She had this one Chlorophytum comosum.

Sorry? Spider plant.

Oh. It grew so big, it had a room of its own.

What, a whole room? Well, the conservatory.

Sprouted like wildfire all round my house.

GLORIA LAUGHS

I never knew you were such a gardening oracle.

Well, I know the basics, but I'm sad to say

green fingers don't run in the family.

I only have to look at a plant and it wilts.

I'm exactly the same.

Right. Oh, come on, then.

Thank you for coming in voluntarily, Monsieur Day.

Must be your lucky one. Pardon?

Day! HE LAUGHS

Where were you last night around 9pm?

Er, home. How about yourself? I am not relevant.

Oh, don't put yourself down like that.

You were on your own? Yeah.

No, I was with Toby.

Who is Toby? My best friend.

Would he be prepared to corroborate your alibi?

EDDIE LAUGHS He's a Rottweiler.

I see.

And if he could speak, I'd be a billionaire.

How well did you know Mayor Arquette?

What are you trying to suggest, Officer?

Did you know Mayor Arquette in a professional capacity?

Yeah. In what way?

Like you just said. Pardon?

I knew her in a professional capacity.

Monsieur Day, may I remind you that a woman has died?

This is no laughing matter.

What are you so bothered about? Have you got something to hide?

Of course not. Will you please just answer my questions?

Whoa! Relax, officers.

Bang! HE LAUGHS

Oh... Fill your boots, Clouseau.

This is a building contract signed by the mayor yesterday,

where she agreed to pay off her debts to me

by giving me the fountain work.

We did a deal, fair and square.

So, you can imagine,

I am literally the last person that wants to see her dead.

HE SIGHS

So, if you'll excuse me,

Toby and I have got an appointment at the groomer's.

Oh, Louise, you've done a fabulous job.

Perfect for the summer.

You're very welcome. We should be finished by tonight.

We just have some pointing left to do.

Very good.

May I say how lucky we are to have you?

You're always so busy.

Not as busy as I would like to be, but there we go.

And, Dominic, so good to see you starting the painting!

Jean said the paint will arrive tomorrow.

Dominic once helped us transform one of our summer residences.

I don't know what we would have done without him.

We were quite the team, weren't we? Yes, we were indeed, yeah.

I painted two skirting boards, and I wore a boiler suit.

I remember that boiler suit only too well.

THEY LAUGH

Oh, Dominic, before you carry on with that,

could you get rid of these flowers for me?

Oh, I'm not really much of a gardener, if I'm honest.

Oh, just rip them out.

My new Roman planter has arrived early,

and I know exactly the spot where I want it.

Er, right.

Darling, shouldn't we sort of ask the gardener first

before we start moving stuff around?

Er, when did the bloody gardener move in?

Francois, our gardener.

A little bit possessive when it comes to the plants.

He works for us, so he'll just have to jolly well like it.

Honestly, the French and their petulant sense of ownership.

It's really quite wearing. I will deal with Francois.

Thank you. PHONE RINGS

Oh, I'll just be a minute. I've got to get this.

Fetch the spade for me, would you, darling?

Very good.

Hello. Hi, Dad. Just checking in.

Oh, love, I've been proper worried about you.

'I couldn't get hold of you.' Yeah, erm, sorry, Dad.

You see, the thing is,

well, I've been meaning to talk to you about, erm...

Things are a bit, well... Claudie?

Dad, never mind.

I've got to go. I'll call you later.

I'm fine. Don't worry.

Well, if you're sure... LINE DISCONNECTS

Now, Louise, could you explain to me what...?

Here you go.

You OK, old chap?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just worried about Claudie.

Mm. Must be tough not having her around.

I just feel a bit useless, you know?

Well, if you don't mind me saying, from an outside perspective,

I think you're an outstanding father.

Cheers, mate. Between me and you...

Oh! Very good.

These are the ones for the chop. Are you sure?

I mean, they're very pretty. I feel bad just ripping 'em up.

You're so sensitive, Dominic. It's terribly attractive.

Jean is a very lucky lady.

Not long till the wedding now, eh?

No, no, not long before she makes an honest man of me.

SHE CHUCKLES

Of course, you're absolutely right, Dominic -

they are very pretty.

But not as pretty as my new Roman planter.

Chop-chop!

Those speakers sound amazing, Glo.

It's the subwoofer that gives them the extra oomph.

Only thing is, Douglas has to wear earmuffs in the van.

Do they do earmuffs for dogs? He borrows mine.

THEY LAUGH, PHONE RINGS

Oh, excuse me.

Ah, I'm gonna have to take this. It's Caron.

Right, I'll unpack the planter.

Hiya. Have you charged him yet?

No. Eddie is the last person that would have wanted her dead.

She had just agreed to pay off her debt

by giving him the building contract from the national fund.

I voted for her. You think you know people, eh?

'I've sent you a photo of the contract.

'I will keep you up to date.'

'Yeah, I've got it.' Great.

Bad news?

Oh, it's, erm... it's just about the poor mayor.

It looks like we're no nearer to finding her murderer.

Oh, I'm sorry, love.

Hey, before I forget,

I've got that bloke's number who hires out cars for weddings.

Oh. I'll ping it to you.

Actually, could you send it to Dom?

He's in charge of transport. Yeah.

And, Glo, do you mind taking me back to the police station

when we're finished here? No problem.

I've got the bubble wrap off, so we won't be too long.

Great.

Now, down in one, please, Dominic. There's a good boy.

Medicinal purposes, old chap. Just a sip of water will do.

Let me hold that for you.

No, it's fine. I'm fine. I can do this.

Ow! What's happened?

Oh, I was digging those flowers out, and then all of a sudden,

I just felt really faint, and then this rash just came up.

Ooh, that looks nasty. Oh, no. Angel trumpets.

What? Brugmansia is its proper name.

Really poisonous, especially to children.

That's why we were never allowed in my nan's garden.

Poisonous? Yeah.

My nan used to tell us this story about a mate of hers

who went blind after touching 'em.

Thanks, Glo. You're a real tonic

I just thought they had a fabulous fragrance.

You want to be careful of that, too.

Lovely perfume, but it can give you a really bad head.

Even hallucinations.

Am I gonna be all right? Yeah, mate. You should be fine.

Just don't rub your eyes. Oh, and I wouldn't drive.

So, what do we need to do?

Er, plenty of water and some paracetamol.

I've got some in the van.

Oh, I do feel proper woozy.

Er, let's get away from this fragrance,

or else we'll all be keeling over.

Yeah. Good idea, Jean.

Yes, come along, Dominic. I think you need to be reclined.

Come along. Let's get you over here.

Head there. Just lie down there. There we go.

Oh, that's better.

You're gonna be all right.

I do wish people would stop saying that.

SHE CHUCKLES

It looks like she has been bitten by mosquitoes

or something nasty.

It's the time of year.

Judith?

I know this sounds like a mad question,

but did the mayor visit here yesterday?

Not that I'm aware of.

Oh, we had a bit of a falling out with the mayor

over when she cut the wine festival budget.

I wouldn't know if she'd popped round because we were out all day.

But Louise was here. Louise, darling?

Yes. You were here all day yesterday?

Yes. Did the mayor drop round?

Not that I know of.

Well, we're about done here,

so leave that to dry, and I'll come back tomorrow.

Oh, before you go,

could you both pop my planter into the right place?

Yeah. No problem. There you go, Dominic.

Come along, Jeremy. I need your eye. Of course, my darling.

I knew I had some somewhere.

Oh, I think I need a glass of water or something.

Oh, right.

No, you stay here and get better.

Where are you going?

Look, there's a hunch I need to deal with.

Can you not stay here and mop my brow and stuff?

I'm sure Judith is only too happy to do that.

That's what's making me feel woozy. I won't be long.

Oh. HE SIGHS

I thought you wanted dropping off at the police station.

Mm. I've got an itch I need to scratch.

Not you as well? Thankfully, no.

I'd wait for you, but I've got an MOT booked in 15 minutes.

Oh, no problem. I'll call a cab. Just don't tell Dom, though.

My lips are sealed. See you later, Glo.

Hello again. Oh, hello.

I just wanted to pop by and say, erm...

Yes?

Oh, I don't mean to be rude,

but your Boulle cabinet, I've found a buyer for it.

So quickly?

Look, if it's too soon, I can come back.

No, no, no, it's fine. I'm just being sentimental.

It's only a piece of furniture after all.

But it's a very special piece of furniture.

Yes, quite.

All right, then. Please come in. I've just made some tea.

Thank you.

Mmm! This tea tastes amazing.

I think you British call it a good brew.

Yes, we do. My mother won't drink anything else.

Mine neither.

Any sort of drama, she said,

"You can sort it out with a good cup of tea."

It's true, though, Miss Blanc. Yes, it's very true.

SHE CHUCKLES Oh.

You know, that really suits the space.

Stephanie believed in feng shui... ironically.

Sometimes, with these cabinets, it's hard to distinguish

between the new ones and the original ones

because a lot of them are over-restored.

But this one, I remember, erm,

it came with the original lock and key.

And you can see by the shade of the brass

that it's the real thing.

Your eye for detail is impressive. Thank you.

You remind me a little of my mother.

Right. Her eye for detail.

Never missing a trick, especially in Scrabble.

Last night, she beat me by 53 points.

Is that the fountain? SHE GASPS

Oh, it looks so pristine. Look at the details on the carvings.

I've never really noticed it before.

Time has taken its toll on the fountain.

My wife planned to build a new marble one

so it would last longer.

But that dream is over now. It's so sad.

Can you excuse me for a moment? I'll just get some macaron.

I'm sorry, I, erm...

SHE SIGHS

Oh, Louise. SHE GASPS

Madame Gagne!

Do you recognise this?

The mayor had awarded you the building contract

from the national fund she had been given.

And this is identical to the one she then gave to Eddie Day.

And it's not the only thing that's identical.

The rash on my partner's arms was exactly the same

as the one found on the mayor's legs.

Now, that's quite a coincidence, wouldn't you say?

I put it to you that the mayor visited you at the chateau,

and when she told you the contract was no longer yours,

you murdered her, put her body in your truck,

then dumped her on the fountain in the square.

You do know the whole chateau is covered by secret CCTV cameras?

It's a prerequisite when owning a 17th century chateau.

The cameras have to be discreetly concealed

so as not to affect the aesthetic of the exterior.

I thought you would know something like that, being a builder.

She came to take my contract back.

LOUISE SIGHS I couldn't believe it.

When she awarded it to me, it finally felt like validation.

Validation? Yes.

Do you know how many times I've been passed over

in favour of a man for doing a better job than me?

That's where the mayor and I, we share common ground.

We're two women doing predominantly male jobs.

And this contract, imagine...

to replace one of Sainte Victoire's most loved monuments.

This would have given my business a showcase like no other.

So, you must have been furious when she reneged on the deal?

I tried everything. I tried to reason with her.

I tried to talk to her with the respect

that we shared for each other.

But, no, she was adamant. So, you killed her?

Why dump her in the square?

To cause a distraction as you've been working at the chateau?

No, of course not. I did not dump her anywhere.

I was overwhelmed with rage.

We squared up at each other,

I pushed her, she fell into the flowers.

And when I tried to help her up...

...she was livid.

That's when I understood I've gone too far.

Why did you run away when we came to talk to you if you are so innocent?

I suppose I panicked

because I knew I'd lied about seeing her up at the chateau.

But believe me, I did not kill her. Well, I do not believe you.

I have told you everything!

You will be held here

until the cameras of the chateau have been checked.

Good. So you will see I'm telling the truth.

Are there really cameras at the chateau?

Mm...

But it does mean I can hold her for 24 hours.

Oh, you wanted to talk to me about something? What's up?

Yes, er...

Jean, it's about Barbara. OK.

They have added time onto her sentence

for her involvement in the attempted museum bombing.

12 months. 12 months?

She orchestrated the entire thing.

Yes, but physically, she didn't do anything.

Jean, she's still away for a very long time,

and she is now under much stricter observation.

Oh, that's all right, then. I am so relieved

Ripping up the square won't be good for the pub, will it?

Thinking about it, it won't be good for my business either.

They're not gonna rip the entire square up, are they?

Don't know.

I hope whatever they do doesn't cause too much disruption.

PHONE CHIMES Oh.

Oh, it's Dom. Oh, how's the patient?

Well, he's feeling much better,

and he's on his way, being escorted by his two carers.

Jeremy and Judith? Well, I presume so.

JEAN CHUCKLES

You know, I'm really surprised by Mayor Arquette.

I didn't know that much about her, to be honest.

Well, in her short time being mayor, she's done loads for the community.

You know, she really listened. Bit of a rarity in politics, eh?

Er, now, take your time.

Slowly does it, old chap. Oh!

How are you feeling? I'm all right, yeah.

I think the drugs are starting to kick in now.

Right, sit down over here. No, Judith, Judith, thank you.

Thank you both for looking after me, but I'm feeling much better.

Well, whatever you need, just let us know.

Anything at all! All right, I'm not deaf.

I've just missed a call from Claudie.

I'm gonna give her a quick ring. All right?

OK, flower.

"Flower"? Very good.

I'll sort you out later, Jean White.

THEY CHUCKLE

RINGING TONE

'Hi. Leave a message or text me.'

Hiya, love. It's me.

I missed your call again.

Can you give us a call back? Just a bit...

Er, just give us a call back. All right. Bye-bye.

What utter claptrap. What's going on?

Well, Jean has just told us

that Caron has put our builder in the cell.

Louise? What's she done?

Apparently, she's got the strongest motive for murder.

How come?

Well, the mayor took a very lucrative contract offer

at the last minute, potentially collapsing her entire business.

And out of the initial suspects,

well, one of them has absolutely no motive to kill her.

In fact, she's more important to him alive.

And the other one has got a rock-solid alibi.

Who were the other suspects? Eddie Day.

Now, he was the one

that the mayor took the building contract off over Louise.

And then there was the mayor's husband, Roland Arquette.

Now, apparently, he was playing Scrabble

at his mother's house all night, and Caron checked it out.

So, Louise, well, she's the only viable suspect.

Roland Arquette wasn't at his mother's house last night.

What do you mean?

His car was parked across the square when I left here.

How do you know it's his car?

I changed the spark plugs last week.

Are you sure? Positive.

Well, if there's anyone you should be questioning,

it should be Roland Mercier.

You mean Roland Arquette? His real name is Mercier.

He took his second wife's name about five years ago

to get away from all the scandal with the first wife.

What scandal?

Well, his first wife came from a very good family,

and she totally adored him.

Then one day, she just vanished. It didn't seem right to me.

It was the talk of the beach club

because he never seemed particularly heartbroken after she disappeared.

He always insisted that she left him.

I didn't believe that.

But one thing I do know is this... 20 years is a long time ago.

Oh, it looks so pristine. Look at the details on the carvings.

I've never really noticed it before.

E-Excuse me, erm...

Dom, I need to speak to Caron urgently.

Are you OK? Do you want me to come with you?

I think you've been through enough. You go home and rest up.

I think it's gonna be a busy night.

Are you sure? Yeah, positive.

Well, be careful. Aren't I always?

No. No, you're not. Honestly, I'll be fine.

Give me a ring if you need anything. Yeah, of course I will.

Caron, erm, I've had an idea.

Could you give Eddie Day a call?

All right, lads,

just leave the tools, and we'll start properly tomorrow.

Don't worry about that. Allez.

Allez, allez. Come on.

Come on.

CHATTER

My mother always insists

that hot, sweet tea is the best remedy for anything.

Carburant de l'ame. Fuel of the soul.

Precisely.

Monsieur Arquette, why were you digging at the worksite so late?

I suppose there's no point beating around the bush now.

I was trying to retrieve the bones of my ex-wife.

I didn't want anybody else finding them.

That would have caused too much... drama.

So, you are admitting to the murder of your first wife, Sophia Mercier?

Yes, I am.

Feels good to get it off my chest, actually.

Mother hates it when I put myself under too much pressure.

It says here your mother was your alibi 20 years ago.

She'd do anything for me.

Twice. Pardon?

Your mother lied for you twice, didn't she, Roland?

And that's some loyalty.

Tell me what happened the first time.

I poisoned her tea.

It was quite easy and relatively quick.

Oh, so, back then, erm,

you saw the work being done on the new fountain

and seized the opportunity to dispose of her body?

Yes.

And so now, erm... back to Stephanie.

You murdered your second wife

to stop us finding out that you murdered your first.

In a nutshell. Everything was fine for 20 years.

Stephanie didn't get the grant. The problem was solved.

And then some do-gooder in our government said yes at the appeal.

'I had to do something. She could not dig that fountain up.

'And when she started mentioning Eddie Day so much,

'I thought they were having an affair, so I followed her.

'And then I realised it was about money.

'She was borrowing money from a loan shark.'

That's when I came up with the plan

to get rid of Stephanie and blame Eddie.

But I didn't know she was stupid enough to give him the contract.

Erm...

but why did you put Stephanie's body on the fountain?

To frame Eddie perfectly,

and Mother does like a loose end tied up.

Could I possibly have another cup of tea... with sugar?

Well done, Jean. That was not easy.

SHE SIGHS

I didn't think he'd just come out with it.

I thought we'd ask him a few questions about the fake alibi,

and he'd give us a few answers, and...

We certainly got that.

Oh, my God. I've had tea with a serial killer.

Quite the sentence.

Hey, do you think his mum's real? You know, like the Hitchcock film.

She is the most definitely real.

Two of my officers are on their way now to arrest her

for perverting the course of justice twice.

Hmm. His poor first wife, Sophia.

Will she be laid to rest now? Of course.

I need to release Louise Gagne. She is not the happiest of builders.

I can give you a lift home, but I might be some time.

No, I'll give Glo a ring.

I think it's best that Louise doesn't clap eyes on me.

PHONE RINGS

How are you doing?

Can't sleep. Claudie's constantly on my mind.

'Of course she is.'

I'll tell you what, tomorrow, we'll come up with a plan.

Instead of waiting for her to come to us,

why don't we visit her instead?

Sounds like a good idea. How are you getting back?

Oh, Glo's coming to get me.

She's a good 'un. Right, I'll see you in a bit.

See you later, darling.

KNOCK ON DOOR, THEY GASP

Who's that? How do I know?

It sounds urgent. We should answer it.

Yeah.

No, actually, actually, you stay here.

Shouldn't there be safety in numbers? Yes.

No, no, because if anything happens to me,

you can call for help, can't you?

All right. BANGING ON DOOR

What are you gonna do with that? Just in case, innit?

In case of what? I don't know.

BANGING ON DOOR

Claudie?

Oh, Dad, I just couldn't take it any more.

SHE SOBS

It's OK, it's OK. It's all right. It's OK.