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( music playing )

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Somehow we made it through ♪

♪ I may be gone ♪

♪ I may be far away ♪

♪ But I walk beside you ♪

♪ Every step of the way ♪

♪ When you're used, bruised ♪

♪ Black and blue ♪

♪ Don't think about it ♪

♪ Never doubt it ♪

♪ I walk beside you. ♪

- ( jet passing overhead ) - ( chatter )

( engine starts )

Man over radio: Road's clear ahead.

Maintain speed. Over.

Man #2 over radio: Roger that.

The unfortunate Mrs. Anstis, right?

Aw, bollocks.

I'm a catch, mate.

Can't wait to get home and hold him for the first time.

- Man over radio: Stand by. Obstruction to the front. - Yeah.

Man over radio: One Afghan male changing tire. Over.

Oi!

Yo! Move the van!

Move! Get in the van and move it!

Oi!

Man over radio: Holding. Holding.

Top gunner trying to move him.

Soldier: Oi! Clear the van!

Man on radio: Two Afghan children on the road.

( jet passing overhead )

Soldier: Stop!

Get in the van. Move the bloody van! Move!

Man on radio: Beware, Afghan male moving to the front of--

moving to the front of the vehicle now.

Pushing on.

Man #2 over radio: Roger that.

Push on, push on.

Man over radio: Roger.

No! Brake! Brake!

Brake! Brake!

( wheezing )

( coughs )

( wheezing )

( helicopter approaching )

( coughing )

Sergeant Strike? Strike, can you hear me?

Sergeant Strike? Can you hear me?

( jackhammer rattling )

( jackhammer grows louder )

( grunts )

( wheezing )

Water. Oh, no.

( groaning )

( vomiting )

( phone chimes )

( phone buzzes )

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Um...

Yes. I'd like to try on some dresses.

Wow. It looks great on you.

I'm just waiting on my brother to check it out.

It's for his wife, actually.

Try the green one.

I think it would really suit your coloring.

- Is she...? - Dark.

- Stunning, actually. - Right.

Was that somebody famous I just saw leaving?

Not sure.

Wasn't Ciara Porter, was it?

No, I didn't see her,

although she does come in here sometimes.

And Lula Landry came in here a lot, didn't she?

Vashti was, like, always in her lists.

Like, the top ten things to do in London.

Day she died?

This changing room.

No way.

That's, like, totally giving me goosebumps.

( clears throat )

You know, they say she was gonna meet Deeby Macc the night she died,

but I don't think Lula would ever cheat on Evan.

What?

She was so gonna meet Deeby, trust me.

But she loved Evan.

Did you see the pictures of their commitment ceremony?

Yeah? Well, how about we heard them talking?

Who, Lula and Evan?

No. No, this skanky, rude cow she brought in with her.

But Mel taped them talking on her phone.

- No way. - Yeah. A bit naughty.

We were all, like, not sure that's right, really,

but, well, she swore it wasn't for the press,

just, you know, play to her mates.

Wait, who's Mel?

She's not in today. Day off.

But, trust me, Lula Landry was doing the dirty on Evan,

and who else is it gonna be but Deeby Macc?

Come and have a look out there.

What do you think?

Yeah.

"Yeah"? She looks amazing.

But, fair play, I guess my brother

would never say that to me, either.

Very good.

I'll go back for Mel later.

Bit of a sore head this morning.

Mmm.

Was I...

- You were fine. - Mm-hmm.

You were funny, actually.

Good.

Is it really bad?

I've had worse.

But not recently.

Come look at this.

This is the figure Bristow's so desperate to find.

He's walking towards then away from the flats.

A little bit agitated, but, you know, could be

a Deeby Macc fan waiting for a glimpse of his hero.

This is ten minutes before Lula falls.

And then the next camera.

Robin: That's after Lula fell.

Yeah. Same guy walking quickly away,

less agitated, more purposeful.

- Well, it's not the same guy. - Why do you say that?

Because his hoodie's got a--

a thingy, a logo on it.

Exactly. These are two different people.

We can't see this guy's face, but look at his hands.

Leather gloves.

Guy Somé dropped a hoodie and gloves off

to the Deeby Macc flat.

So he could have used the clothes as a disguise.

Yeah.

I need to speak to Guy Somé,

see if this second guy really is wearing his clobber.

Oh. Well, good luck with that.

You're coming with me.

Oh.

I feel like a woolly mammoth

that's wandered into the gazelle enclosure.

Yeah. I was quite happy with this handbag five minutes ago.

Let's go.

- Strike: No, it's here now. - ( indistinct chatter )

- Just-- excuse me. - Yeah, we're going with the feathers.

We're doing the Milan shoot.

Sorry.

You don't have an appointment.

So the mountain thought, "Fuck it,"

and came to Kevin.

That's your real name, right?

All I need you to do is identify some items of clothing.

Get out of my studio.

I believe they may be yours,

and they might have a bearing on Lula's death.

Surely you're interested in that.

Come on.

I think he likes you.

Strike: That is your stuff, right?

How did he get that?

Those haven't been released yet.

These definitely yours?

You sure that's your nose?

Strike: The doorman at Lula's flat said

he took some stuff from you for Deeby Macc.

What'd you send him?

- Tricia! - Yes, Guy?

Guy: Bring me a Deeby Macc hoodie

and a pair of the new gloves.

What did Lula make of Deeby Macc?

Guy: Nowhere near excited enough.

I kept saying to her, "Babes, if he'd written three tracks about me,

I'd be waiting behind that front door naked when he got in."

What I don't get is why she chose Duffield,

with all his white-boy, tortured-poet act,

when she was meant to be looking for her lost black soul.

How far did she get with that?

She was looking for her dad 'cause he was African.

The mom was just some redneck from Canning Town.

Mrs. Methadone we called her. ( chuckles )

For a while, Cuckoo was always in the library,

got all excited 'cause apparently the old man

was some kind of bigshot academic.

- Which library? - I don't know.

- Round Russell Square somewhere. - ( knock on door )

Wasn't really paying attention.

- Everyone switched off. - Apart from Rochelle.

Yeah, well, she knew how to play Lula.

Oh, I think they might be a bit tight on your big, hairy mitts.

Though Ciara certainly wasn't complaining about them.

Oh, no, you got quite the five-star review, darling.

And she's had plenty to compare you with.

( sighs )

( doorbell rings )

Strike: And they're in.

So the argument starts, voices rise.

How do they get out onto the balcony?

- She might have had the door open already. - Yeah, but it's snowing.

Well, Lula often felt trapped. She liked having them open.

Or as the argument escalates,

she turns around to get away from him,

which is what I might do if I wanted someone to just leave.

Without realizing Tansy Bestigui was shivering underneath.

Mm-hmm.

I think it was very sudden and brutal.

Tansy heard no cries for help.

Well, I hope so--

that it was, uh, quick at least.

Now I've very little time, so I make one big mistake.

- I leave the flowers here... - Mm-hmm.

...so they appear in a police shot

immediately after the fall.

Oh, I'm not leaving them here to die.

Walk down this road,

head bowed.

And off I go, hooded up and hands gloved,

having completely got away with it.

Oh, I found this, by the way.

It's a library card for...

- SOAS. - Mmm.

Russell Square.

We could go there tomorrow, find out what she was looking up.

Yeah. I've got to meet Bristow in the morning.

I could go on my own.

Okay.

Good work today.

Thanks.

What are they?

Skateboards.

I mean...

We used them in a crime reenactment today.

Look, I'm sorry I was late last night.

- To be fair, I should have called. - That's all I was saying.

I'm not a control freak. I'm just-- I'm worried.

I know.

It's not like you.

Friends?

Spoke to the mortgage adviser today.

Oh, yeah?

We do need to get our joint income up

if we want to get a proper place

near a tube station and some decent schools.

Have you told them you're taking the job yet?

Not yet.

( clears throat )

Large whiskey.

And a pint.

Yvette: This is Charlie before he died.

Playing cricket. He was very good.

I remember.

Alec said he'd bowl for England one day.

And this is Lula the day she came to us.

She loved those red mittens.

I still have them.

John says you collected some items from her flat.

- Mm, keepsakes. - Like what?

Some bits and pieces.

You want me to put the film on for you, Lady B.?

Mmm.

Can you read me the password?

Sure.

Leopard.

Oh, Leopard for dear old Baby.

Underscore 1942.

1942-- the year I was born.

( TV beeping )

John: Good morning.

Oh, macaroons?

( chuckles ) You are lucky.

Yvette: Mr. Bone bought them for me.

Really?

Thank you. That's-- that's--

that's very kind.

Strike: Just a few quick things to ask.

Did you know Lula was looking for her biological family?

Yes, I knew something about it.

I tried to steer clear of the topic

for obvious reasons.

You don't know who the father is?

Well, I still like to think it was the man

who actually brought her up, but...

I'm-- I'm sorry, no.

He was an African student.

Nigerian, I think.

Alec told me.

He had to get another lawyer to deal with the papers,

because Tony refused.

How come?

Didn't want us to have her.

- Why? - Because of Charlie.

Tony said something to Alec

that made my husband very angry,

and there was a fearful row,

and Alec said Tony shouldn't come to the house anymore,

but he was my brother, so--

oh, hush, this is a good bit.

( TV playing )

Well, they're in for a big surprise.

Last time we met, you told me Tony was here

the evening Lula died.

You have a good memory.

Sorry. Uh, yes.

I was in the flat upstairs

while he was down with Mom,

but I passed him on the stairs, certainly.

He didn't watch the film with you?

No, he left just before that, for Oxford.

Yeah.

Um, I-- I will see what I can find out

regarding the adoption papers, though.

That would be very helpful.

She loved those mittens.

( clock chiming )

Oh, hi.

Back for the dress?

No. Is Mel about?

Down in the changing rooms.

- Are you Mel? - Mm-hmm.

My name is Cormoran Strike.

I work for Lula Landry's family.

I'm here to explain to you the legal hazards

of recording private conversations

and sharing them with third parties without obtaining consent.

But first of all, you're gonna give me

the audio file you've got on your mobile.

Lula: Just sign it there.

Rochelle: Are you sure about this?

Never been surer, babe.

They don't need it, do they?

I can't believe it.

I'm gonna see him tonight, Roch, after all this time.

And that was the point she leaned out

to see if anybody was listening.

So paranoid, these celebrities.

"I'm gonna see him tonight."

Well, Deeby Macc.

Well, that's the obvious conclusion.

- How did you get on at SOAS? - Okay.

So Lula's search record

shows that she was looking at books on Ghanaian history.

More specifically, though,

she several times took out a Ph.D. thesis

by a guy called Josiah Agyeman, who was a student there.

Agyeman.

- Not Nigerian. - No, it's Ghanaian.

The dedication to his Ph.D. looks interesting, though.

"For my beloved wife Ami and our baby Jonah.

With grateful thanks to Pastor Jorge Duran

of the Church of Holy Light

for teaching humility and faith

to one who had so often strayed."

"One who had so often strayed."

My guess would be that he might be Lula's biological father.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Right, I've gotta go meet a Professor Enright,

his Ph.D. supervisor.

He's still at SOAS, but he was teaching this morning.

See you.

Robin: Ghanaian political economy,

especially around the time of Nkrumah.

Actually, I was keen to talk to Josiah Agyeman.

I'm afraid Dr. Agyeman's no longer with us.

Oh. Well, could you, um,

tell me where I might be able to get in touch with him?

He died just over a year ago.

Oh.

You're not the first young lady who's come asking about him.

So Lula must have found out exactly the same thing as you.

Mmm. Professor Enright said she was very upset.

He didn't know who she was?

He's a specialist in post-colonial

administrative divisions in Sub-Saharan Africa.

I think the world of celebrity fashion might have passed him by.

So Agyeman's a complete dead end?

No, because then I tracked down Pastor Duran,

the Pentacostalist he mentions in his Ph.D. dedication.

The church is out in Tooting,

and he had a lot of pictures of the Agyeman family,

including...

Oh, not that one.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

That's Agyeman with his son Jonah.

No doubting where she got her looks from.

Mm-hmm.

Blue, red, blue.

It's TRF. It's Coldstream Guards.

Lula said, "I can't believe I'm gonna see him tonight."

And in the changing room at Vashti,

"I'm gonna see him after all this time."

She was expecting him, not Deeby Macc.

She thought she was gonna see her brother for the first time.

You don't think that...

Make some calls.

Sad.

Her so excited about finding him, and...

There's usually something quite sad

at the back of it all.

( sighs )

Where are you going?

To tell John about Lula's brother.

John: A brother?

You know, that makes me feel really strange.

'Course it does.

I-- I hate the term "real brother"

or-- or "real parent."

My real parents were the ones who raised me.

Definitely go along with that.

( stammering ) Your own father.

As far as Jonny Rokeby was concerned,

I was just a shudder in the loins.

So this brother,

this soldier is the one in the CCTV footage?

Keeping an open mind for now.

So do you think we should tell the police about Agyeman?

( phone buzzes )

Sorry, John, I've got to go meet somebody pretty urgently.

Oh, no, don't worry.

Morning, sir.

Would you like to follow me, please?

They told me you were once a suit.

Helmand, right?

It's my fault she killed herself.

All of this is my fault.

How's that?

She wanted to see me the night she died.

In the end, I couldn't.

That's you, right?

Tell me what happened.

Dad told me about it when he was dying.

Said he didn't know if she had the baby.

The woman he lodged with in London?

He was a student at the time, and Mom was in Accra.

Then Lula calls you out of the blue.

She didn't want the press to find out.

She used her mate's phone.

Some Rochelle bird, yeah.

So suddenly you found out you've got a half-sister

who's a world-famous supermodel.

It was all too much for me.

You know, doing my head in.

Lula, all them posh cars and flats, and Mom...

I understand.

( scoffs )

Do you?

( chuckles )

It would have broken my mom's heart.

Her health's not so good.

And I said no to Lula at first,

but then she-- she kept on, you know?

Kept on... Did you know her?

No.

She was-- I mean...

You know, she was full-on, you know?

At one point, she was going on,

"You can have all my money,"

and I said, "I don't care about your money."

She was even going on about leaving everything to me in her will

just to piss her uncle off.

Afterwards, I felt so guilty.

If I had gone in...

she'd still be alive.

Wanting to protect your mom was a good instinct.

And she said she understood about Mom,

that she didn't want to hurt anyone.

( chuckles )

As if.

I mean, she was looking for something, you know?

She sounded all right.

I think she was.

( sniffles, clears throat )

- I'll call. - Okay.

I think I'll add stalking to harassment.

Your nephew said you were at your sister's house in Chelsea

the night of Lula's death.

Is that correct?

That's your alibi.

What on earth would I need an alibi for?

You tell me.

Can you prove that I wasn't there?

You used your credit card to pay a bar bill

in your favorite hotel around about the same time

you were supposed to be with your sick sister.

Why didn't you want the Bristows to adopt Lula?

That's not...

It wasn't...

Yvette told me you didn't want Lula around in the first place.

Didn't stop you becoming very interested in protecting her wealth.

I always had Lula's best interests at heart.

Always.

From day one.

Chelsea.

Bunsen.

How's it going, Shanker?

Put some flowers on your ma's grave the other day.

Appreciate it.

Something you want?

This is a car registration and its normal location.

Oh, right. Want us to nick it?

No.

Well, can we?

Leave the car where it is. Don't nick anything.

But if you were to get inside

and check something for me...

- Checking what? - The satnav.

I want you to enter this address,

see if it comes up in previous destinations.

Hi, it's Robin Ellacott.

I came in-- yes, Human Resources.

Well, I was just calling to say

that my circumstances have changed,

so I won't be able to accept the position.

But if you could pass on my appreciation...

Yes, thank you. Thank you.

- We didn't even discuss it. - We did discuss it.

Okay, but we didn't decide anything.

- This affects us both. - Yeah, but primarily me.

Look, I--

I've--

I like the work I'm doing now.

I've always dreamt about a career like this.

Like this? As I recall, it was psychology,

not doing the filing for a one-legged investigator in Soho.

( laughing )

I like the way you've made it all sound equally sleazy there.

You know, he lost his leg fighting a war.

And what a bloody waste of time and effort that was.

Oh, what an awful thing to say.

Well...

Maybe if you met him.

Met him?

Yeah. We could go for a drink or something after work.

And would I walk home on my own

while you tuck him up in bed?

Forget it, then.

I'm joking.

I'm joking!

You think she was killed because she made a will?

No, I don't, but Rochelle definitely was.

( scoffs ) I'm not with you.

I think Rochelle was blackmailing the killer,

because she was the only other person who knew about the will.

- Then where is it? - I don't know.

( sighs )

He'll kill again if he has to.

( phone rings )

Cormoran Strike's office.

Did you make that call?

Disputed estate, Richmond.

- That's it. - All booked in.

- Great. - ( beeps )

There's actually something I wanted to talk to you about--

( disconnected tone beeps )

Oh.

I'd never sign up to be cast away

on a desert island with that one.

Do you remember Tony being here the night Lula died?

Oh, it's all so blurry now.

My long-term memory's good enough,

but the drugs make everything so muddled.

I understand.

I remember you and Charlie, though.

Thick as thieves.

Your mother was a model or something.

That's right.

Such a glamourpuss.

You don't look anything like her.

Johnny's not much to look at, either.

My husband Alec had a lot of homosexual friends.

House of Lords.

And he used to say he didn't in the least

mind them being around young Johnny.

"Just because they're queer, Yvette,

doesn't mean to say they have poor taste."

( laughing )

Lunchtime, Lady B.

Mind if I use the bathroom?

Hmm-hmm.

Marsha: There you go.

( doorbell rings )

( dial clicking )

He's upstairs.

- ( toilet flushes ) - ( door closes )

Wouldn't go in there for a bit.

( car alarm blaring )

Shanker: The satnav remembered the address.

- Right. - And we found this.

I told you not to--

( bell clicking, ringing )

( mutters )

Nah.

Now, that's free.

But my boy was heartbroken

once he got in the car and he couldn't take it.

Hopefully, this will soothe the pain.

( music playing )

I've got him, Wardle.

( bicycle bell ringing )

Have you heard anything?

Has there been an arrest?

Go home.

Honestly, I'm not expecting anybody now.

Go on.

Nothing's gonna happen tonight.

I, um--

I didn't take the job in HR.

Oh.

I'm not gonna be able to afford you much longer

once this job...

I know.

'Night.

Robin: Sure. Yeah.

I'm gonna be a bit late tonight.

The chap they picked up on the CCTV,

they never traced him.

That's you, right?

She said she was frightened of him.

Get the fuck away from me!

( laughter )

( bell clanks )

( knock on door )

John: Uh, hello?

( muffled music playing )

Hello?

Ah.

It's only you, John.

Oh. Were you expecting someone else?

Maybe, yeah. But I'm glad.

You want some pizza? There's a slice left.

Although I picked off the pepperoni.

No, thank you.

Take a seat.

Just for all the hard work.

Tracking down Jonah Agyeman was quite a result.

That's really generous.

Um...

Marsha told me you visited today.

I-- I was a little surprised, to be honest.

- Mm? - No, thank you.

Yeah, I-- I got called out to visit

a potential client in Richmond,

but it turned out they didn't exist.

Yeah. I got my secretary to do that.

I'm sorry, John. I needed you out the way for a bit.

( scoffs )

I have some distressing news regarding Tony Landry.

He knows you killed Lula.

I'm sorry?

He knows you killed Lula.

He might not admit it to himself, but...

deep down he knows.

It's impossible to know something that isn't true.

On the day Lula died...

you visited her flat.

You were furious she found Jonah.

You left.

You went downstairs,

but you didn't leave the building.

( speaks Polish )

Strike: They were preparing the flat for Deeby Macc's arrival.

That helped you with a few props.

( Lechsinka speaking Polish )

( man speaking Polish )

( argument continues )

Strike: The flowers and the clothes for your getaway.

I don't know when you decided to kill your sister,

just as I'll never know the exact moment

you decided to push your brother

over the edge of a quarry all those years before.

But you did decide.

And then you went back.

( sighs )

John: I'm-- I'm very sorry.

I'm not awfully good at the kind of scornful denial

which I assume is my job here.

I'm just-- I--

I'm-- I'm really disappointed.

Open it.

That's what you've been looking for, isn't it?

It was in the Somé handbag

that your mother took from Lula's flat.

You didn't know about the detachable linings, though, did you?

Been under your nose all this time.

Rochelle knew of its existence, obviously.

- That's why you killed her. - I've never met her.

Then why did your satnav prompt her address when we entered it?

Rochelle wasn't such a good friend to Lula.

She decided to blackmail you over the will.

Of course, she had no idea what you were capable of.

What you'd already done.

( indistinct arguing )

Strike: Lula told you all about the will

in your second argument,

and that sealed her fate.

( no audible dialogue )

John: It all went to Mom.

Lula died intestate.

I inherited nothing.

Yeah, but you will when your mother dies, which won't be long.

( scoffs )

But I think money was always a secondary motive

to envy.

This is the bell from Charlie's bike, isn't it?

The one he was riding when he fell into the quarry.

First your brother Charlie,

then Lula.

And you hired me to help you frame Jonah.

I have some sympathy for you here

with your mother's endless categorizing.

The handsome one, the clever one, the funny one.

You were always just the second one.

Oh, please, anything but the cod psychology.

No, fine, sure.

I'm not a big one for motive, actually,

although juries are suckers for it.

Let's stick with what we actually know.

Tony always suspected you of involvement in Charlie's death.

He tried to stop your parents adopting again

because he was frightened for Lula.

And he told you that, did he?

He was nowhere near your house that night.

At first, that made me suspicious,

but then I realized that you giving him an alibi

meant that he was effectively giving one to you.

Tony Landry's a weak-willed coward.

But he's not a murderer.

You are.

We're done here.

Your mother's a dead junkie,

your father doesn't even want to know you exist,

you're in debt up to your eyeballs,

and you live in your office eating junk food.

Good luck taking that to the police.

I already have.

You should know, by the way, that leather is porous.

It doesn't prevent the transmission of forensic evidence.

It's a common mistake.

But it actually just causes criminals to sweat,

especially when they're as hyped up as you were that night.

You're going to prison for two murders, John.

Should be three, of course.

( exhales )

John, you know it's over.

( John shouts )

( shouting, grunting )

( groaning )

( groaning )

- ( shouting ) - ( clattering )

Cormoran?

Robin: Cormoran?

Get out!

( screams )

( both groaning )

Cormoran?

Cormoran, stop! Stop! Stop it! Stop.

Fuck.

You're really bleeding. I'll call an ambulance.

And a taxi.

I'm not traveling with that bastard.

( indistinct chatter )

I was sorry to hear about Lady Bristow.

It was time.

And it was very peaceful.

So why did you want to see me?

Before she died, my sister and I agreed

that we would respect Lula's wishes with regard to Jonah Agyeman.

Okay.

I will also pay any outstanding fees or expenses due to you.

Thank you.

I fear you have a low opinion of me, Mr. Strike.

I never knew for certain what happened with John and Charlie

when they were at the quarry that day.

You were anxious enough

to try and stop them adopting Lula.

So imagine what would have happened if I'd told Yvette

that he might also have killed Lula.

Imagine what that would have done to her.

She never really got over Charlie's death,

and she was dying herself.

Families.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Yes, of course, I'll make sure I pass that on.

- ( door opens ) - Thank you very much. Bye.

Phone hasn't stopped ringing.

Thank you.

I know what it costs, remember?

Think of it as a bonus.

I never did tell you.

Tell me what?

What it was that I-- I wanted to say

the night that John Bristow attacked you.

I'm tired of pointless interviews.

I like it here.

But Tony Landry kept his promise and paid up.

I've cleared my debts.

So...

Can we make this permanent?

Yeah.

You might be waiting a while for a pay rise.

That's fine.

All right, then.

( phone ringing )

Oh.

Cormoran Strike's office.

Well, we're pretty busy at the moment,

but if you give me your contact details,

then I'll, uh...

Robin: Uh-huh.

Okay, thank you very much.

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♪ Poor old Granddad ♪

♪ I laughed at all his words ♪

♪ I thought he was a bitter man ♪

♪ He spoke of women's ways ♪

♪ They trap you then they use you ♪

♪ Before you even know ♪

♪ For love is blind and you're far too kind ♪

♪ Don't ever let it show ♪

♪ I wish that I knew what I know now ♪

♪ When I was younger. ♪