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The spring rises
in my aunt´s garden...

In her garden.

And she has the legal right

to sell the rights
to that spring water...

It´s all about the rights.

ANGELA: ...to whichever company
she chooses!

JULIA: But, Angela,
she does not have the right

to grant access to the
water company´s tankers.

-That´s right!
-You´re wrong!

She´s not wrong.
She´s right!

JULIA: Angela, they´ve already
started moving in

as if they own the place.

Earlier I was almost run over
by one of their trucks!

You can´t block
my aunt´s commercial rights.

It seems to me --

if I can interject here...

Get on with it!

As a parish council,
we are still split

on whether to grant access
through the village

to the water company´s tankers.

Oh, and once again we´re being
chaired by Robert Struthers

from the Institute for Stating
the Bleeding Obvious.

We are only split, Robert,
because you haven´t voted yet.

And you´ve got
the casting vote here.

Indeed I do.

So, what decision
have you come to?

I will consider overnight...

...and I will inform you all
in the morning.

Are you the gentleman
that called 999?

-Yes.

I got up early to walk the dog.
I found him lying here.

Well, who is he?

He´s Robert Struthers, the
chairman of the parish council.

His head´s been smashed in.

AGATHA: Roy, my darling!
I´m just off to the pub.

How are you?

We´ve had a call, Aggie,
from your neck of the woods.

A firm called Ancombe Water
need some local P.R.

to deal with
a bit of negative publicity.

So?

Well, we´re a bit, um,
snowed under at the moment,

and I thought you might like
a little freelance job.

No.

It´ll just be a week,
well paid,

and I´ll get lots of brownie
points for bringing you in.

No, Roy.

The only points I´m interested
in tonight are at the pub quiz.

James has asked me personally
to be on his team.

Will you at least think about
the P.R. job?

I already have.
The answer is no.

Evesham Police
are investigating

the suspicious death
of Robert Struthers.

-In a macabre twist...
-Sorry I´m late.

Shh!

Here it is.

...on the day he was due to
rule on whether to grant access

to the Ancombe Water Company
to bottle the water.

-Shh!

-Shh yourself.
-...childhood friend Ron Allen.

It was a total shock.

I´ve had personal relations
with the corpse

for the past 60 years.

He´s gonna regret that phrase
when he hears it back.

FERGUSON:
This is Sean Ferguson...

Sounds like murder to me.

Large glass of pinot grigio,
please.

You should get your
detective hat on, Agatha.

There´s been bad blood
between Ron Allen

and Robert Struthers
for years.

They hated each other.

Oh, I´ve had quite enough of
getting involved with murders,

thank you very much.

What time
does the quiz start?

-Any minute now.
-Good.

Fancy another, Gene?

So the parish council would have
broken up at about 9:30.

And what time was the body
was discovered?

-JAMES: 6:30 in the morning.
-MARY: Oh.

Are you quizzing tonight
as well, Mary?

Oh, um, I´m sorry, Agatha,

but I´m afraid you´re gonna have
to be on a team on your own.

James has press-ganged me

into doing some detecting
about the murder.

Oh, you don´t mind, do you?

Struthers was an acquaintance
of sorts.

Seems only right
that I should

try and get to the bottom
of this.

I think he just wants
a secretary, actually.

How do you know
it was murder?

How do you know
he didn´t just fall over

and bang his head
on a large rock?

Well that´s what
we´re gonna try and find out.

Good luck with the quiz.

Listen up, everybody.

Round one is

"microwaved meals you can buy
in the village shop."

Which brand of lasagna
contains only 5% meat

and can be found in the
left

Roy.
About that job in Ancombe.

I forgot you were always late
for pitch meetings.

Rule number one --
Always make the client think

you´re far too important
for them.

It´s how Sun Tzu said you should
command armies

in "The Art of War."

Or you could just try being on
time and being nice to people.

Hello.

Agatha Raisin and Roy Silver
here to see Guy Freemont.

Oh, right.
This way.

Sorry for the mess.

We only got possession
of these offices yesterday.

That´s a natty little jacket,
Mrs. Raisin.

My grandmother´s
got one of those.

Mr. Freemont is in here.

[ Hammers pounding,
tools whirring ]

Why aren´t the police saying?

Well, of course
murder affects us.

I´m trying to launch
a health product.

Guy.

Agatha Raisin and Roy Silver.
P.R.

Okay.
Thanks, Portia.

Look, um, I´ve got to go.
I´ll speak to you later.

Cheers.

Was Robert Struthers murdered?

Not even my local press contacts
can find out.

Get me D.C. Bill Wong.

Well, you have got
one big problem Mr. Freemont.

I´ve got more than one.

With the parish council
unable to decide,

there´s going to be
a public meeting tonight

on whether to grant access
to your truck.

Yeah, I know.

So I have arranged for us
to speak at this meeting.

If you don´t win this vote,
nothing else matters.

ROY: Hi, Bill.
Bear with.

Aggie.

One sec.

Was it murder at Ancombe?

Well, we´re not releasing
that information yet, Agatha.

Oh, just tell me, Bill.

BILL: Yes.

Forensics can prove
that he was killed elsewhere

and his body dumped
by the spring.

-But --

And if you do win the vote,

you have then got to cope
with marketing a product

from a spring
with a murdered body in it.

This is a disaster.

AGATHA: No, this is
an opportunity, Guy.

We need to capitalize

on the media attention
around this murder

and launch as quickly
as possible.

Well, we´ve, um --

We´ve had an idea of how
to launch, haven´t we, Portia?

We´re going to have a party
on a boat in the Thames.

Ha ha.

Well, that´s a terrible idea.
Was it yours?

We need
to emphasize wholesomeness,

everything that is desirable
about the Cotswolds.

And we need to have a perfect
village fete in Ancombe itself.

You won´t get London journalists
up for that.

We will if I get the Rosy Girls
to play a gig at the fete.

You can get the Rosy Girls?

Two of them
are from the Cotswolds.

They´ve got
a very wholesome image.

Perfect for you.

AGATHA:
We need to move quickly.

We need to launch while Ancombe
is still in the news.

And we need to have
a huge celebrity party

just to get all the locals
on side.

-GUY: Great.
-Barry...

When do we start?

7:30. Tonight.

At the village meeting.

I shall see you there.

Wow.

Thank you, everyone.

Robert...

We will miss you.

Now, please...

Hello, everyone.

I moved here from London --

Why don´t you go back there?!

Why don´t you leave her alone,
you shrew?

JULIA: I moved here from London
last year

to get away from
choking traffic

and, um, flight paths.

The point is,
heavy-goods vehicles

aggravate asthma, emphysema,
and cancer.

Now, I appeal to you,
democratically,

to vote against
these vehicles

and for the Cotswolds
way of life.

Bravo.
Well said, girl.

-Come on, love.
-You must say something.

Robina Toynbee.

Julia, the thing is,
it´s not a democracy, love.

It just isn´t.

The water is mine to sell.

ANDY:
Course it is.

Agatha Raisin,
Ancombe Water Company.

RON: Ah.

Thank you.

I´ve got a question
for everyone.

Would it make a difference

if the water
was taken from the well

by 7:00 every morning?

Why would that
make a difference?

So as not to disturb
village life.

So that
from 7:00 every morning,

the spring and the roads
are there for everyone.

Because that´s what
Guy Freemont´s offering.

Guy.

Thanks.

Guy Freemont also aims
to launch Ancombe Water

at a village fete

showcasing all that is
good and healthy

about this beautiful place --

your crafts,
your -- your farm foods.

A fete that will attract
the attention

of the entire country

and bring money
flooding into your pocket.

And also featuring...

...a performance
by the Rosy Girls.

Oh!
We like them, don´t we?

AGATHA:
So come along, everyone.

Let us vote to put
this petty bickering behind us

and shine a light
on all that is good.

So all those in favor

of granting access
to the water company?

Let´s have a show of hands.

-Aye!
-Aye!

-Aye!
-Aye!

I´ll let you have that.

What are you doing here,
Mrs. Raisin?

Working for the water company,
Mr. Wilkes.

Mm-hmm.
As long as that´s all it is.

And what are they doing here?

Asking nosy questions
about the murder.

-No one.

He´s got this new strategy that
he saw on an episode of "Morse."

He´s not
declaring it´s murder,

and he´s keeping
the forensic evidence quiet,

hoping to
catch the killer out.

What forensic evidence?

Well, we think
someone ran a vacuum cleaner

over Robert Struthers
after he died.

-Yeah.

He was spotless
apart from...

...a white Persian cat hair.

GUY:
Can I please steal you?

AGATHA: Thank you.

You were amazing, Agatha.
You were fantastic.

You were fantastic.

I cannot tell you
how many months

I´ve been trying to get
a decision out of them,

and you walked up there,
looking gorgeous...

-Yeah, you looked gorgeous.

And you got it through.
You´re awesome.

Sorry.

Oh, that´s okay.
Uh...

No one minded.

One more?

Here, what if
we solved this murder?

Together, you and me.

The publicity it would get would
be astronomical for the firm.

And free.

No, Agatha, this murder´s
really shaken me up.

If there wasn´t so much
of my brother´s money invested,

I´d walk away.

I´m beginning to wish I´d never
got involved in the first place.

Your brother?

Yeah, I´ve got three older
brothers out in Hong Kong.

They run this firm of traders
out there.

Really successful.

They´re funding
the water company for me.

So, as my heartless P.R.,
I appreciate what you´re saying,

but let´s leave it
to the police.

Oh, okay.

Um...

Do you, um...

I´m just gonna say it.

Would you like to come in
for a drink?

Yes.

But I´m not going to.

´Cause I´ll probably want to
come in a little bit to much.

Okay.

Bye.

[ Up-tempo electronic music
playing ]

-MAN: Here on the savanna,

it´s eat or die.

She has to eat
to provide for her children.

What?

We need to investigate
this murder, Gem.

Oh.

That´s Mrs. Jakes, that is --
my great-great-great --

No, hang on.

My great-great-great-great-
great-great ancestor,

who first channeled the spring
through the wall

for the benefit
of the village poor.

-Six.

Now, of course, every family
in the village is poor.

Unless you come from London.

That´s why
Angela and Andy

wanted to find a buyer
for the water.

-Oh, yes.

And I don´t even like them both
very much.

Now, I hear there was an
argument at the parish council

the night Robert died.

There was always a ding-dong
at the council.

Robert could never
make a decision.

Did you know which way
he was gonna vote?

Uh, Robert was gonna vote
for us, wasn´t he, love?

He had told you as much
after the meeting.

Why are you asking,
Mrs. Raisin?

Just trying to work out if
there was any truth to the rumor

that Ron and Robert
hated each other.

Is there any truth in the rumor
around the village this morning

that Robert was murdered?

Yeah, that´s what we heard,
yeah.

Listen, we don´t for a second
think that Ron murdered him,

but he´d hated him
ever since they were kids.

They both fell in love
with the same girl.

-Who married Robert.
-Because he had more money.

Does Ron have a Persian cat?

You´re the second person

who´s asked about Persian cats
this morning.

Who´s the other one?

-Oh, that Mary Fortune.

What´s that?

That is a visual impression
of an individual

we believe
played a pivotal role

in the murder
of Robert Struthers.

Murder?

Yes.

Are you sure?

-I´ll have to sit down.

Careful now.
Just try and breathe slowly.

I just can´t believe it.

Do you know this individual?

No.

Ron, can you tell us
of your movements

after the parish council
broke up?

Well, I came back here,
went to bed.

Got up at 6:00 in the morning
to walk the dog.

Like I always do.

Is that it?

Yes.

Izzy´s the reason
I moved out here.

Why?

She had chronic asthma
when we were in London.

Oh, ´cause of the traffic?

She´s certainly not as bad
out here.

So is that why you spoke up
against the trucks?

These businesses don´t care
who they walk over.

They just want to make money.

My husband and I live apart
during the week,

all so that Izzy can grow up
in the fresh air.

And now we´re going to
have to move.

Again.

AGATHA: How do you think
Robert Struthers

would have voted
if he hadn´t died?

He told me
straight after the meeting

that he was going to vote
against the trucks.

-Five minutes.

I had to be back by 10:00
for the babysitter.

You see this Snapchat?

One of these groups
must be lying.

Robert wouldn´t have told both
he was going to vote with them.

Yes, I thought
of that yesterday, actually.

And the Buckleys´ is the only
alibi that´s solid because --

It´s rock solid, yes,

because they had to get back
and lock up the pub.

J-Just what
I was going to say.

Why don´t we ask those girls

who the babysitters are
in the village?

Then we can find out --

We can confirm if Julia got back
at 10:00 like she said she did.

Gosh, I am good at this.

Come on, Watson.

Why am I Watson?
Why can´t I be Holmes?

So we´ve got 37 journalists
and TV crews --

all confirmed --
32 of them from entertainment.

For the Rosy Girls?

Yes, but they will be performing
in front of the company´s logo,

so the product will get
plenty of attention.

I´ve also sent complimentary
supplies to top London hotels

and local pubs within 50 miles.

I think your gonna get
international coverage as well,

so when you expand
into those markets,

you´re already going to be
way ahead of the game.

Are you even
listening to me?

No.

I was thinking about
our kiss.

[ Mail door creaks,
envelope thuds ]

Oh!

MARY:
What are you doing?

Uh, put-- putting
the bin bag out.

I´ve got some fresh coffee on.
Come on.

Did you see
Guy Freemont stayed the night?

Did he?

Oh, just imagine the pillow talk
between those two.

"God, I was good!"

"Yeah? So was I!"

"Ancombe Water -- as fresh
and natural as the Rosy Girls.

Bottled the same day
as it is sourced

from a spring deep beneath
the Cotswold Hills."

Are you gonna put in
a science bit?

Yes, I am going to
put in a science bit.

"Full of minerals..."

-Oh!

-Yay!
!

What do you mean, "What?"

What?
Gem, I´m working.

The whole village
is talking about

how Mr. Handsome stayed over
last night.

How does
the whole village know?

Oh, ´cause I think
they stayed up all night

to see what time he left.

Uh, Mrs. Josephs says congrats.

Um, Reverend Bloxby said,

"Oh, maybe she´ll relax
a bit now.

Nothing like a bit of sex
to set you right."

Is there no privacy anymore?

Yeah, but don´t worry
about that.

I mean,
he´s gorgeous isn´t he?

I know.
He is. He´s gorgeous.

No, no.
He´s gorgeous.

I know!
He´s absolutely gorgeous!

I´m still here, you know?

AGATHA:
Okay, now, everybody listening?

1:00, we´ll get the journos
out of the pub,

and we´ll lead with your speech
in the marquee, okay, Guy?

Yeah, okay.

And then
outside into the sun,

where the Rosy Girls
will perform two songs.

Through the stalls
of local wares...

Where Ancombe Water
will feature prominently.

And accompanied by a jolly band
of Morris dancers

who will parade
to the wellspring

where Mrs. Toynbee will give
a short speech

on the history of the spring.

That won´t go on, will it?

I´ve told her
if it´s more than two minutes,

I shall
turn off her microphone.

ANGELA: Mr. Freemont,
can we have a word?

Would you like to come and see
how we´ve decked out our pub?

Do I have to?

Yes.
And nicely.

Local relations matter now.

Portia, you come with me.

Aggie, you know the pub
is in a huge amount of debt?

The brewery
were going to foreclose

on the Buckleys this week,

but they´ve given them
some extra time

to see if business picks up with
the water deal going through.

-Roy, I should be with Guy.
-Aggie...

I can´t think about murder
at the moment, Roy.

I -- I just want this
to go well.

You know who had
the most to lose

from Robert
voting against access?

Yes.
Uh, the Buckleys.

Guy Freemont.

Who I reckon
could be a bit dodgy.

Don´t you think jealousy clouds
the judgment of a detective?

Why...
Why would I be jealous?

Huh.

Here´s our number-one suspect.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen, stop, stop!
Stop.

Why have you lied
about your alibi

on the night
of Robert Struthers´ death?

I haven´t.

Don´t you lie to me, girl.

Your babysitter --
um, Gail Brewer --

said you got home four hours
later than you told the police.

What does it matter to you?

What are you accusing me of?

Well...

What gives you the right
to come to my house

and accuse me of, what,
murder?

-Yeah.

-Come on, Mary.

I´ll be giving this evidence
to the police,

and they´ll want to know
where you were.

Thank you for supper.

My pleasure.

I can´t cook anything English,

but having grown up
in Hong Kong,

I´m your go-to man
for Chinese.

AGATHA:

Thought about you all day.

You haven´t.

You´ve thought about the launch
and whether it´s gonna go well.

Well, yeah.
The launch.

And then you.

And then the launch.

And then you.

And now I know nothing´s
gonna go wrong with the launch,

it´s all you.

Come to bed.

Leave it.
Come to bed.

Aggie, open the door!

Disaster.

AGATHA:

When did this story break?

Late last night.

I did try calling you,
but you weren´t picking up.

Have they pulled out
of the launch?

-Of course they´ve pulled out.
-Of course they´ve pulled out.

As have all of our London
and entertainment journalists.

How many are coming?

Oh, uh, one, two, three, four --
none!

Can we get another act?

[ "Greensleeves" playing
on keyboard ]

Aha!

Ah!

Thank you!

Thank you,
local Cotswold talent.

Uh, and now Guy Freemont.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Um, Ancombe Water
is a new company

built on solid foundations.

AGATHA: Hopeless!

Pick it up.
Oh, for goodness´ sake.

Pick it up at your end.

I´m g--
I´m gonna keep this short.

No, Guy, Guy.

-Just do -- do it all.
-It´s all right.

I´d like to say
we are very proud

to be the official sellers of
water from the Ancombe spring.

Thank you.

No!
Why is this happening?!

No!

It´s just a shower.

-No, it´s not!
-No, it´s not.

Aggie, I think it´s stopping.

Is it?

Right, come on, everybody.

Time for the parade
to the spring!

Morris men, get jolly.

-MAN: Come on, lads.

Mrs. Raisin, you need to
call off the parade.

Why?

A group of hunt saboteurs are
planning to block the street.

Hunt saboteurs?

BILL: Well, that´s what
they usually do,

but they´re a rent-a-mob
for anyone

who wants to stop
commercialization

of the countryside.

No, what they are,
Mrs. Raisin,

is a vicious bunch
of ne´er-do-wells.

So in the interest
of public safety --

No!

No amount of unwashed scumbags

is gonna stop the climax
of this launch.

I have promised Robina
that I will be there at the well

to hear her speech,
so...

Come on, everyone!

Get up.
And have some more water!

AGATHA: Ancombe Water
is bottled within 14 hours

of being drawn
from the earth itself.

SABOTEURS: No! No!
No! No!

AGATHA: Fact three --

SABOTEURS: No! No! No!

Why have the Morris men
stopped prancing?

No! No! No! No!

No! No! No! No!

AGATHA:
Get out of the way!

This is
a legitimate product launch!

You´re not getting through
to the spring, lady.

We´re here to protest

against commercialization
of the countryside.

Oh, grow up.
Go home and have a wash.

Just get out of the way.

You´re not coming through,
love.

-Get your hands off her.
-Yeah, come on. Stop that.

Stop jostling Agatha.

-Oh!

Aah!

WILKES: That´s enough!

Everyone calm down.

-Look...

Whoa! No!
Stop it now!

-ROY: Aggie!
-Oh!

Aggie!

Right!
Police business now!

This is the police!
Calm down!

Stop! Stop!

Journalists this way!
Ignore that!

Come on this way, journalists!
This way!

Right!
That´s it!

As I was saying,
the rights to the water

have been held in the family
of Robina Toynbee

for the last four centuries.

Aggie.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

How many of these
did she receive?

We found three.

She must have been
incredibly brave

to have wanted to go through
with her speech.

Were all four parish councilors
at your launch this afternoon?

Yes, you saw them.
They were there from 1:00.

And none of them left?

No, I banned them from leaving
until I was finished.

Agatha, this seems to be
a copy of the speech

Mrs. Toynbee was gonna make
at the well.

It was found on her desk.

Can I have a look at that first,
please, Constable?

It says she´s talking
to her solicitor

about withdrawing
the water rights.

Is she?

Because she was scared
by the hate mail?

Yes.

But more importantly, who knew
that she´d changed her mind?

There´s no doubt now
Robert was murdered.

ANGELA: I can´t believe
Auntie´s dead.

I feel like
we caused all this, Andy.

Why don´t you spare us
the crocodile tears, Angela?

-Mary, now is not the time.

I think your aunt was about to
change her mind

about selling the water,
wasn´t she?

And you killed her

because you´re about to
lose the pub

and you´re desperate
for money.

I don´t care about
the money now.

This is terrible
what´s happened!

Who cares
if we lose the pub now?!

That´s enough, Mary.

You and Andy murdered those
people in cold blood, Angela.

-Now, hang on!
-I didn´t!

And you´re about to go to prison
for a long, long, long time.

Enough!

Do you not know people, lady?

This isn´t some murder parlor
game you´re in the middle of.

This is real.

People here might argue
in the parish council,

but we are not murderers.

That´s enough, Ron.

You take your stupid notebook
and get out of here!

Both of you!
And don´t come back.

You all right?

I feel as if
I took my eye off the ball.

If I had investigated
the first murder properly

instead of getting distracted
by the launch...

...Robina might
still be alive.

It´s not your fault, darling.

But I´m good
at investigating, Guy.

Or better than I am at P.R. now,
anyway.

The launch
wasn´t your fault either.

Will I see you tonight?

Yes, please.

Oh, dear.

What have you hurt?

Only my pride.

I´m never gonna live down being
beaten up by a Morris dancer.

Oh, I´m glad
you find it funny.

Why were you lot here?

Your charge sheet
is all about

preventing cruelty
to animals --

foxes, lab rats.

Why demonstrate
against a water company?

We were paid to spoil
the launch, weren´t we?

Who by?

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen.

Mrs. Owen,
may we have a word?

It-- It´s past
Isobel´s bedtime.

I really must
be getting inside.

Mrs. Owen, the hunt saboteurs
told us that you´d paid them

to disrupt the launch.

Is that true?

I didn´t want it to be easy
for the water company.

I thought if the launch
ended in chaos,

no one
would want to buy the water.

Is that why you sent Robina
those threatening letters?

Uh, we don´t
know that for sure.

It´s a hunch.

Yes.
I just wanted to scare her.

I´m so sorry.

I´m so sorry she´s died.

Why didn´t you get home
before 2:00 a.m.

on the night Robert died?

Good question.

After the meeting,
I drove to London.

I´d been suspecting
my husband had a girlfriend.

And I was right.

I found them together.

You can ask them.

He´s never going to
join me and Isobel in Ancombe.

I don´t think
he ever intended to.

Oh.

Come in.

Funny little place.

Well, I´m glad you like it.

Oh, make yourself at home.

Can I talk frankly to you?

I don´t know.
Can you?

I want you
to stop seeing Guy.

And since when does
who I spend the night with

have anything to do with you?

Since you´ve spent the night

with my boyfriend
of the last two years.

I didn´t know.

We´ve been together
since Hong Kong.

Occasionally he strays,
often with an older woman

because he has
a thing for them.

But if I´m honest, I thought
I was quite safe with you.

Maybe his standards
are dropping.

Hey.
Listen, sister.

I do not go around
stealing other people´s men.

He doesn´t behave
like he´s with you.

So how would I have known?

And if you have got any respect
for your own skinny little ass,

you do not stick with a man
who "occasionally strays."

Now, what on earth
is a woman like you

doing in a relationship
like that?

Because he´s rich.

Don´t go near him again,
old lady.

Persian cat.

Portia.

John?
James Lacey.

Listen, a bit
of a strange one.

When you were in Hong Kong,

did you have any dealings
with the Freemont brothers?

Oh, good.

Um, it was actually the youngest
that one I´m interested in.

Did you

What?

This is Guy
were talking about?

Good evening.

Portia was here
half an hour ago.

Ah.

Guess you won´t be
wanting these, then.

We´ll talk about it later.

She marched in here,
she sat down on my sofa,

and look what she left.

Is she going gray
or something?

Well, that´s a cat hair.

Does Portia
have a Persian cat?

Portia? No.

Well, she must have.

No, she does--

Yeah, hang on.

A month or so ago,
she looked after a cat

for an old college friend.

Big white thing.

It molted
all over the apartment.

So Robert Struthers
must have been in her flat

the night that he died.

Why would Portia kill him?

Well, maybe she knew
that Robert Struthers

was gonna vote
against the trucks.

And because she loves you.
She wants you to succeed.

Maybe she knew
that Robina had been scared

into changing her mind
about selling the rights.

Well, we should
call the police.

Yes, we should.

If you knew she´d had
a Persian cat in her flat,

why didn´t you tell the --
Aah!

One word,
and I will kill you.

Struthers came to Bristol
that night

because he wanted to explain his
decision to me like a gentleman.

We met in Portia´s flat.
She wasn´t there.

When he told me
he was gonna vote against,

I struck him.

And then
I had to dispose of him.

-Aah!
-Shh, shh, shh.

And then that old cow called me
last night,

and she said
she´d changed her mind

and was gonna try
and withdraw the rights.

So I had to
dispose of her too.

-Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

And now I have to
dispose of you.

-Shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

Shh, shh.

Mr. Freemont?

Hi, lads. I´m in a bit
of a rush, I´m afraid.

Can I just ask you
a few questions

about why you left Hong Kong?

Sure.
Another time?

No.
How about now?

I spoke to a friend
this afternoon

who said that there was a rumor
that a woman you were seeing

was found dead
in your apartment.

Yes. Yeah, there was
a terrible burglary.

What´s the name
of your friend?

He said the story was
that there wasn´t a burglary

but that your brothers bribed
the police to look the other way

so that they could get you
out of the country

before you could be charged.

What did you say
the name of your friend was?

Oh!

Agatha?

Thank you.

I missed everything.

It all happened
right under my nose, and...

I was just so flattered
by his attention.

Hey.
It was not your fault.

And you´re all right.
That´s all that matters.

If it´s any consolation,

you´re a much better detective
than Mary.

She´s accused almost everyone
in Ancombe by now.

Are you happy with her?

Sometimes I am.

Maybe...

Just see how it goes.

-Give it some time.
-Mm.

You gonna be
all right tonight?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Uh, Gemma´s coming ´round
with Kyra.

I don´t really want to
be alone.

Who does, Agatha?