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("I'M READY"
BY HANK AND ROSEMARY MIZELL PLAYS)

BLACKMAN: That's a camera,
don't touch it.

That's a light, don't touch it.
You'll go down behind the monitor...

Dancing's all in the hips.
It's like Elvis.

As if I'm going to
take advice from you.

Trying to be helpful.

- Just like this.
- That's enough.

- Hey!
- FREDDY: Typical.

Big noter.

GIDGET: Hi.

If we lose sponsors

because of an inappropriately
dressed floozy,

you can explain your sense
to the board.

Are you kidding, Edwina?

Gidget's a definite plus
for our sponsors.

Who's that continental-looking man?

Carlo Liotti, talent management

and I suspect he has his eye
on Gidget.

Ha, talent manager.
Is that what he calls it?

(SCREAMING AND CHEERING)

WOMAN: We love you! Duane! Duane!

WOMAN 2: Duane!

OK, you don't want
to take my advice.

- How about you give me my money back?
- Bugger off.

No, you either give me my money
or my car back.

DUANE: No way, I like it too much.

ERIC: You little...

(YELLING)
BILLY: Hey, you two!

DUANE: Let go of me.

What on Earth's going on here?

OK, standing by. First positions,
everybody. First positions.

Ladies and Gentlemen,
we need to get rolling!

STAGE MANAGER: Quiet
on the floor, please.

Going in...

Ten.

Nine.

Eight. Seven. Six.
Roll the opener.

ANNOUNCER: Broadcasting live
from the studios of CVE-8 Melbourne,

with your host, Billy Carson!

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls

and welcome to 'The Beat Show'.

To open the show tonight
with his song, "Hangin' Five",

zooming up the charts -
Duane Gordon.

("HANGIN' FIVE"
BY THE DELTONES PLAYS)

(CHEERING)

(CHEERING)

(BUZZING)

(CROWD GASPING)

(BUZZING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)

(GASPING AND CLAMOURING)

(GASPS)

They're dead!

(AUDIENCE GASPING)

(CLAMOURING)

Eric!

AUTOMATED VOICE: We apologise
for this break in transmission.

And we'll restore normal...

(60'S-INSPIRED THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

(CHATTER)

BLACKMAN: Gentlemen,
can you move over, please?

Let the ambulance through, please.

Look, you cannot...

You must stay here,
thank you very much.

Nobody moves past this line.

Nobody is allowed in the studio
at all!

MAN: We want an explanation.

There will be a statement tomorrow
by the studio.

Until such time, please wait...

(SPY MUSIC PLAYS)

(EXHALES)

(INDISTINCT BACKGROUND CHATTER)

ERIC: You're here.

Oh, thank god you're OK.

Anyone would think
you still care about me.

Hey. God, this is awful.

Duane Gordon and that poor girl.

I did the wiring.

Oh, Eric!

It was all by the book.

(EXHALES) Two people are dead.
Something's gone horribly wrong.

Quick, show me before
the cavalry arrives. Hm?

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Is the power off at the mains?

Yeah, yeah.
I switched it off before.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Did you do something to this cord?

Just plugged it into the board.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

It looks like
it's been tampered with.

You sure that you checked
it was safe to use?

Yeah. Of course I did.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

These marks...

Did you notice these
when you set the rig up?

Not that I remember.

- Why?
- Oh!

Quick, behind here.

We have to get rid
of that hideous death machine.

Until we gather evidence,
Mrs Maddox,

I'm afraid it will have to stay
exactly where it is.

Two young people are dead

and all because of superficial
tasteless entertainment.

BILLY: This show means everything
to young people, Edwina.

They adored Duane.

Have you seen what's happening
out there?

Rupert new he was good for business.

Constable Connor,

could you please direct Mrs Maddox
to where she'll be interviewed?

I'm perfectly comfortable
where I am.

It is very important that interviews
be done separately.

I'd like to start with Mr Carson,

so if you could please wait
with Constable Connor.

Police. You're all the same.

(ERIC SIGHS)

EDWINA: Oh, god.

So, Mrs Maddox, she's clearly
not a fan of the show.

Edwina hates TV, music
and anyone under 18.

But she owns the station.

Inherited from her husband,
Rupert Maddox.

Thankfully, the board of directors
think differently.

So, Duane was popular?

Of course. He was our biggest star.
He's made this place a lot of money.

The electrician that turned on
this machine,

could you tell me his name?

(EXHALES) Eric Wild.

Wild by name, wild by nature.

Duane clearly didn't want
the thing started,

so, I wouldn't have taken the risk
and turned it on.

I didn't.

They were arguing and I guess
Wild just wanted the last word.

- Mmm.
- Poor Gidget.

Wrong place, wrong time.

He's stitching me up.

- PEREGRINE: Eric!
- That is not what happened.

You're lying.

You told me to flick the switch.
You gave me the nod.

Eric Wild, the boyfriend?

Ex-boyfriend.

This goose
is lying through his teeth.

- Tell him the truth.
- Come down.

If you two could please just wait
to the side,

I'll be with you once I'm finished
with Mr Carson.

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYS)

(CLICKING)

(CLICKING)

It's the cop you were with
when I first arrived in town.

You seem to know him pretty well.

Well, in this line of work,
cops are an occupational hazard.

Mr Wild.

I'll just wait over here.

Thanks.

God, you might as well stand closer
if you're going to eavesdrop.

- Who me?
- Yeah.

Save your boyfriend
repeating himself.

My understand, Mr Wild,
that you built the surf machine.

I did.

It wasn't my idea.
That was Carson's.

That... Billy Carson.

But you tested it?

Yeah. When I arrived first thing
this morning.

Well, how come you didn't notice

that the cord
had been tampered with?

Because it wasn't when
I last saw it.

Someone's tampered with it
and it wasn't me.

What were you arguing
with Duane about?

Ah, dancing.

I was just trying to give him
some moves.

- Dancing?
- He's very good.

You're going to have to do
much better than that.

According to my witness statements,
he told you to bugger off.

- He also treated me...
- How?

I sold him something.

What exactly?

(EXHALES) My car.

- What?
- The details would help, Mr Wild.

He paid me with a check
and it bounced.

I went to have it out with him
and he just laughed in my face.

Right.

So, that's when I really wanted
to punch his lights out.

OK, I think he's said enough.

If you have something to add,
Ms Fisher,

you can go line up
with Constable Connor.

But I think you should talk
to Billy Carson

about why he lied?

He did tell Eric to turn
on the machine.

That's suspicious, isn't it?

And what about Mrs Maddox,
she doesn't like the police. Why?

I'm going to have
to question you again

once I've examined
the crime scene, so...

What's your address?

Uh, 85 Tivelly Road, South Yarra.

That's your address, Ms Fisher.

It's a temporary arrangement.

Don't even think of leaving town.

Excuse me. Police.

- FREDDY: Freddy Miles.
- (INDISTINCT DISTANT CHATTER)

I told the truth.

And gave a damn good motive
for murdering somebody.

I wanted to flatten the guy.
I didn't want to kill him.

You sold the station wagon?

Duane offered me
really good money...

none of which he actually had.

OK.

You can't stay at my house, Eric.

You're not my boyfriend any more.

We talked about this
when you first went to town.

Just for one week.

A week?

No!

Please, I've been staying
in the change room here.

Three days.

Yes, thank you.

(KISSING) Thanks.

Oh, I need to go for a smoke.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

EDWINA: Where are we going to do?

The press are... (INAUDIBLE)

And you have to deal with that.
We have to make sure...

Mr Carson?

I wanted to ask you some questions

about what you
just said to the police.

And you are?

Well, I'm a private detective.

You need to leave.

Doesn't it worry you,
that one of your employees

might have been responsible
for the deaths of two people?

Leave, Ms Whoever You are,

before I get security
to throw you out.

OK. I'm going... for now.

(UPTEMPO, FRENETIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

How long did you know Gidget for,
Mr Liotti?

CARLO: Two, maybe three weeks.

But as soon as I see her,
I know she's special.

I wanted her.

To manage her?
Is that what you're saying?

CARLO: I had big plans for Gidget.

I tell her, "You don't need Duane.
You only need me.

Tell him to get lost," I tell her.

Sounds like you didn't like Duane.

(CHUCKLES)

What time did you arrive
for the performance?

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

You think I killed him?

The investigation
is in its early days.

People, they're angry about this?
Hm?

Beautiful young woman, dead?

Yes. And of course, a young man.

You better catch the person
who killed Gidget...

before something bad happens
to them.

I hope that's not a threat.

I'll be in touch, Mr Liotti.

Don't jump to any conclusions
about Eric.

You mean, apart from the fact
that he flicked the switch

on the electricity
that killed two people?

But that's not a motive.

Being owed a lot of money is.

Short fuse doesn't help.

How do you know
that Gidget wasn't the target?

"In rehearsals, Gidget was meant
to be at the back

dancing in the waves.

We had a boom mic in that area
for sound,

but when we went live

she couldn't resist
jumping into the limelight.

Look where that got her...

Sound engineer, Freddy Miles.

- So, that crime was premeditated.
- OK.

So, Gidget's not the target

if she jumped on to the surfboard
at the last minute.

But what about that spiffy-looking
foreign bloke

you were just speaking with?

No, this isn't the way.

Look, Mr Liotti,

for the record, is Italian.

Yes, well Mr Liotti seemed to have

to have a special soft spot
for Gidget.

Maybe he was jealous of Duane.

Love makes people do crazy things.

And you know those hot-headed types.

Like your boyfriend?

Ex-boyfriend.

What do you see in that guy, anyway?

Is that an official police question?

No. Strike it from the record.

And I will be looking
into Mr Wild's past.

Fine.

(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS)

(SIGHS)

- Bills. Bills.
- (HAMMERING)

More bills.

(HAMMERING CONTINUES)

What are you doing?

I'm sunbathing naked in Tahiti.
What do you think?

We put aside money for the plumbing.

Which I donated to the Aboriginal
Midwives Association.

Ah!

Another due electricity notice.

Oh, that money
went to, uh, single mothers...

Yes.

...or widows.

We're running out of money, Birdie.

And we need to repair the roof.

How much will that cost?

768 pounds, 4 shillings
in threepence.

I'll keep that in mind.

(SPY MUSIC PLAYS)

(INDISTINCT MUTTERING)

JULIE: Wait, wait, wait, wait.

At least give him his dignity.

MAN: Sorry, ma'am.

Oh and his robe.

It was his favourite.

FREDDY: When did Duane
ever fuss over anyone?

JULIE: It's more respect, Freddy.

BLACKMAN: OK, folks. Move along.
Show's over, come on.

So insensitive.

Of course, he is. He hated Duane.

It means you lot too.
Come on. Move out.

Thank you.

I'm off the hook?

Let's go.

Ah, listen, there's something
I need to tell you.

Eric?

My station wagon...

was hot.

- It wasn't my fault...
- Oh!

...But I don't think the cops know.

Yet.

Oh, god.

You've been in this job
for one week. How...

Get in the car.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

(CAR DOORS SLAM SHUT)

(ENGINE STARTS)

PEREGRINE: Thanks
to your little invention,

I managed to take
these photographs.

Oh. I'll develop them later tonight.

What's this? Chewing gum with wires?

It's a very important listening
device, if you don't mind.

It's a work in progress.

(BELL RINGS)
Coming.

- Coming. Don't touch it.
- Oh.

What's this on your wrist,
Peregrine?

Oh! It looks like, um...

Fine crystals.

Like after a day at the beach.

I did put my arm in that pool.

Oh, stop. It could be poisonous.

I don't think so.
It taste's like salt.

Just a moment.
I'll let Birdie know you're here.

You don't need to announce me.
I can announce myself.

Bossy Birnside!

Where are you?

What's she doing here?

BIRDIE: Uh-uh. Edwina Maddox.

I thought I recognised
those dulcet tones.

For what do we owe this pleasure?

I thought you'd already know.

You always have your shnoz
in other people's troubles.

Oh, that's rich.

Coming from someone who reported me
to the school principal.

Joining the Communist Party
of Australia

was not appropriate for a student

of a Church of England
Girls' Grammar School.

Oh, seriously, seriously.

You can not still be terrified
about my politics.

They've gotten me this far,
I can tell you that.

Oh, really. Where's that?

Defiantly single?

No husband. No children.

No family left,
apart from a little brother

you've brainwashed into believing
you're the bee's knees.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Forgot to have four daughters
like you.

Although, they're scattered
all over the world, aren't they?

And yet, I seem
to have quite a few women

still to in my life.

Ooh, yes.
In your quaint little club...

which hasn't been
redecorated since 1929.

- This could go on forever.
- Mmm.

Now, what are you doing here?

I've heard rumours that you have
a new detective,

a Phrynese stand-in.

Oh, she's much more than a stand-in.

Edwina Maddox meet Peregrine Fisher.

She's family.

Ah, I thought it must be you.

It wasn't hard.

You're just like your aunt -
a bull in a china shop.

You mean she goes
where angels fear to tread?

It's no surprise, I'm not a fan
of the police, Bernadette.

They gave my dear Rupert
a terrible time.

That's only because
he was so outspoken.

He was so courageous.

I hate to admit it Winnie,

but you chose well
in the marital stakes,

if one must choose.

It's almost a year and I still
miss him desperately.

Then why on Earth, aren't you
carrying all his causes?

You don't lack the resources.

Because I don't want
to become a target

to the police and the press.

I don't want them trolling
through my life,

making up lies
and trying to discredit me

the way they did Rupert.

Well, two young people
have lost their lives

in your television station,
so you are a target,

whether you like it or not.

Which is why I need
to solve this tragedy

as quickly as possible.

If you can promise me

that you can beat the police
to solving this crime,

I'm happy to pay your price.

Samuel, do you want to tell Edwina
exactly what that price is?

(INHALES DEEPLY)

768 pounds, 4 shillings
and threepence.

That's highway robbery.

Please keep me informed.

Of course.

To be honest,
I never warmed to Duane Gordon

and I find this whole
celebrity palaver

completely uncivilised.

Well, it's your company.

Why didn't you just end
his contract?

According to Billy Carson,
he made us a fortune.

God knows how the station
will manage now.

So, you have no idea
how your company stands?

No. Rupert never involved me
in the business side of things.

Perhaps he thought I was too stupid.

Oh, I doubt that, Winnie.

Rupert was a smart man.

He knew what he was marrying.

Maybe he just needed to be married.

Hmm. Bye.

Au revoir.

(DOOR CLOSES)

She's hiding something.

I think Billy Carson
might be hiding something too.

What were you doing
at the television station, anyway?

I was just helping an old friend.

Who?

(SIGHS)

My ex-boyfriend, Eric,
is under suspicion.

For the murder?

And what's your opinion?

Well, he didn't do it.

Good. So, it's win-win.

You get to help your old flame

and whining Winnie pays
for our new roof.

I'm sure I can do that, Mr Liotti.

I appreciate very much.

Arrivederci.

Um, pleasure.

(PHONE RINGING)

Carlo Liotti's made a complaint
about you harassing him

at the TV station.

I've done nothing of the sort, sir.

There will be no questioning,
no interrupting,

not even any smiling
in his direction.

Do you understand
what I'm saying, son?

Yeah, I do, but...

No buts.

Out.

(DISTANT PHONE RINGING)

Sir.

(PHONE RINGING)

I found this at the crime scene.
I thought it might be Italian.

Yes, you're right.

"You've betrayed me
and you'll be sorry".

That sounds like a threat,
doesn't it?

Why is it written in Italian?

Well, at a wild guess,
I'd say it's got something to do

with that Italian bloke
I saw lurking around.

- He says that he's a talent manager.
- Mm.

But maybe he was more than that
to Gidget

and that she betrayed him with Duane

and then jealousy drove him
to kill them both.

Unfortunately, Italians are quite
passionate to a vendetta.

Mm.

Oh, Peregrine,
ah, for the pool water.

If it is salt water,
we need to know.

I'm on it.

Another flower delivery,
from, uh, your secret admirer.

- (SIGHS) Still they come.
- Yeah.

Well, you could turn it
into a science experiment.

The, uh, floral culture
of dried flowers.

(SIGHS) I'd prefer not
to be receiving them, but...

I just can't bring myself
to throw out nature's gifts.

I have a good, uh, Chinese
potpourri recipe you could use.

From Daphne?

Yeah, she wouldn't mind.

She refused to waste
anything of beauty.

Your wife sounded lovely.

She was.

Samuel?

Thank you...

for not being nosey
about my gifts.

Of course.

I should...

BLACKMAN: Yeah, Mrs Maddox
has already told me

that you're, uh,
the private investigator.

So, you're like a cop?

Unofficial cop with a greater range
of skills...

- Mm.
- ..bit like yourself.

Well, you stop bad things
from happening,

and I find out
who did the bad things.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Maybe we could be a team?

Mm?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Well, there have been a few strange
going-ons of late.

Such as?

Well, someone broke into the studio
a couple of weeks ago

and left a terrible mess.

- Did they steal anything?
- No.

Nothing. That's the weird thing.

But they did burn cigarette holes
into some of Duane's outfits...

and Duane pointed a finger
at Freddy Miles.

- The sound recordist?
- Yeah.

You think that he did it?

No.

He just wasn't one
of Duane's favourites.

Well then, neither was I.

- Hmm. Interesting.
- Mm.

Thank you.

Oh, no problem, Sherlock.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, ah...

Miss Thomas, the costume
and makeup girl,

she was the one who told me
all about Duane's clothes.

(CHUCKLES)

Mm.

They were Duane's absolute
favourite costumes.

Everyone knew that.

It's so malicious,

burning cigarette holes
in his clothes.

It's awful.

Just awful.

I'm so sorry, I've upset you.

I'm... I'm just trying
to get to the bottom of this.

I know.

We're all jangled.

They were the heart of this place.

Well, it's understandable,

you must have worked so closely
with both Duane and Gidget.

(EXHALES)

Duane liked my work so much,
he was going to make me

his exclusive hair
and makeup artist,

wherever he went.

You know, his dream
was to go to the UK.

So, Duane would have left
'The Beat Show'?

Duane was ambitious.

And this little show
wasn't big enough for him.

Excuse me, I've got to get back
to work before I get the sack.

BILLY: How come this light's
still here?

From Billy Carson?

Yes, he's always pushing people.

Did Billy push anybody
in particular?

Did he push Duane?

BILLY: Are you kidding me?

JULIE: He pushed everyone

but he's already giving
Freddy Miles,

our sound recordist, a hard time.

And was there a reason for that?

Freddy's not always on the ball.
It's true.

Sometimes I think Mr Carson
just enjoys watching people suffer.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

I'm dying for one of those.

Oh, yeah. Of course.

Ah, thank you.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Mm. Oh.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

Haven't seen you around
the studio before.

Oh, I'm not very memorable.

Mm.

Unlike Duane Gordon.

Look at those fans.

He sure is going to be missed.

(CHUCKLES) Not by everyone.

Oh, that's right. Of course.

(CHUCKLES) Famous people always have

public lives and private lives,
don't they?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.
You can say that again.

He was a spoiled brat.

Well, I'm not surprised.

Apparently, Billy Carson
was paying him

an absolute fortune.

And let him have
what ever he wanted.

Didn't mean Duane was going
to stick around though, did it?

I heard about him going
to the UK.

Worst kept secret.

That will teach him
for talking to Gidget.

Hm?

Hm?

(STAMMERING) D... D... Duane wanted
to take Gidget with him

but she blabbed to Billy
and Billy hit the roof.

- Really?
- Mm-hm.

Do you remember exactly
what he said?

Anyway, I've got set up some levels.

Nice talking to ya.

- You too.
- Bye.

('MAMMA'S GONE TO SLEEP AGAIN
BY THE CHANTRELLES PLAYS)

Sorry, I kept you waiting. (SIGHS)

Come inside.

Um, not if one of my murder suspects
is in there.

What did you call me here for?
I've got a job to get back to.

Well, so do I.

Edwina Maddox just hired me
as her private investigator.

You don't think
that's a conflict of interest,

because of you know who?

No, I don't.

There's plenty of people
who could have murdered Duane.

Billy Carson said
the security guard, Blackman,

loathed him.

And Blackman himself admitted to me

that he wasn't one of Duane's
favourite people.

Neither was Freddy Miles.

And then there's
the Italian stallion.

- Carlo Liotti?
- Him.

Maybe Gidget and Duane
had a fling

and Carlo got rid of him.

And then there's Billy Carson
himself.

But Duane was making him a fortune.

Yes, but Billy found out

that Duane was going to do him
a dirty and move to the UK.

And Julie Thomas also told me

that Billy Carson
liked to see people suffer.

Maybe it was a sadistic thing.

(PANTING)

Finished?

Don't you think any
of that's important?

Don't you think any of that counts?

I'm looking into Billy Carson.

I get the impression

that his emotions
often get the better of him.

Just like somebody else
that I know.

Well, I'm glad that you're looking
into Billy Carson.

I will as well.
Good.

Good.

PI Fisher.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

This looks like an approximation
of sea water.

Approximately 35 grams of salt
to a thousand grams total mass.

Which means?

It means this is water about...
(INHALES)

A million times more conductive
than tap water.

PEREGRINE: But the voltage
would have been quite low.

Well, it's actually got more to do
with amperage

and how heat relates
to total surface area.

It's very, um...

Well, let's not...
get into all that, shall we?

The point is,

the combination of electricity,
salt and the volume of water

make it lethal.

Salt? Everybody uses salt.

How am I going to track that back
to the murderer?

Hm.

Ah! Ah, that's why I came up.

There were photos you took.
I've developed them.

They might help.

This electrical cord has definitely
been cut by something sharp.

It hasn't just perished.

Mm. And what of these marks?

Oh, I noticed these weird,
green smudges

when I was by the pool.

But they might not be anything.

The studio floor's covered
in scuff marks, see?

VIOLETTA: It's a song.

It's a song!
The note from the crime scene.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

You sing so well.

(CHUCKLES) Thank you.

The note.

It's a song, "Mi hai tradito
e te ne Pentirai",

"You betrayed me
and you'll be sorry".

The most famous Italian pop song
in the last five years.

In Italy.

It could still be meant
as a sort of, um, veiled threat.

Well, that discounts Eric.

He wouldn't know an Italian pop song
if it slapped him in the face.

(LAUGHTER)
So, who is your front runner?

Ah, Gidget's Italian admirer

if that note's anything
to go by.

Mm.

But, Duane wasn't universally loved
by everybody at the studio.

Julie Thomas, makeup artist,

was pretty keen to ride
on his coattails.

But Freddy Miles the sound recordist
and, uh, Alex Blackman, security,

both thought that Duane
was the devil in disguise.

And is there any
Italian links there?

(SIGHS) I don't know yet.

But what do you know
about Billy Carson?

Well, Julie Thomas

said that Billy Carson
liked to watch people suffer.

Also, apparently
he hit the roof

when he found that Duane
was going to the UK.

And who are you inclined to believe?

Well, Eric.

But he has the most obvious motive
of them all.

Duane had one over Eric

because Eric sold him
a stolen car.

Well, you like a bad boy, Peregrine?

Don't we all.

(SCOFFS) Well, I have moved on.

But anyway, it doesn't look good
for Eric.

He got very angry
because Duane's check bounced

and then Duane wouldn't
give him back the car.

But the question is,
why was Duane Gordon bouncing checks

if his career was flourishing
like you said it was?

Who exactly was this young man?

Mmm.

(STEALTHY MUSIC PLAYS)

(SIGHS) Damn it.

- Come on.
- (APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Pays to be nice to the caretaker.

Mm.

Hm.

Thank you.

Cheese and rice.

You don't think that Duane
was just an untidy bachelor, do you?

STEED: Ha, I would say not.

Maybe our golden boy
wasn't naturally golden.

Hydrogen peroxide.

Well, blondes have more fun.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

EDWINA: Birdie!

Birdie!

What progress is there
with the investigation?

Well, these things take time.

Which I haven't got.

Place is swarming with police.

There has been a murder.

Which I am paying you to solve.

We're losing sponsors

and Billy Carson, my manager,
is about to go under.

Why do you say that?

Well, his nerves are shot

and he's gone into a complete
tailspin.

So, I need you tell me
if there's anything in these

that might explain why.

What are these?

Our accounts.

Billy refused to hand them over,
so I...

I stole them. (CLEARS THROAT)

Well, it's not theft
if it's your own company,

but I do applaud your attitude.

Now, I don't know
what Billy's been up to

and what it's got to do
with these murders.

But I'll be damned
if I'm going to stand by

and watch Rupert's legacy
go up in flames.

So, you're going to run
towards the fire?

With your help.

About bloody time, Winnie.

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYS)

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

(UP-TEMPO FRENETIC MUSIC PLAYS)

STEED: Peregrine!

Oh, whoa!

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(YELLING)

(GROANING)

I don't think you're ready
to join my team, Blackman.

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Uh, um. You can't come in here.

Why not? I'm a witness.

What if Sparrow see's you?

Well, he's not here right now,
is he?

You made a nice mess at Duane's.

I didn't do it.

It was like that when I got there
and the backdoor was open.

(SCOFFS)

I swear on my mother's grave.

Duane Gordon's headshots.
They'd be worth selling, I'd say.

Is that what you were doing
and Duane found out?

(DISTANT PHONE RINGING)

Care to explain, Mr Blackman?

Oh, well...

I don't know about you
private investigators,

but security guards,
we don't get paid that much.

I need to supplement for my family.
So, yeah, OK. I...

I nick a couple occasionally

and then Duane died and I knew
he had a stash of them.

Stealing from dead people?
That's pretty low.

Yeah, but I'm not low enough
to kill anyone.

I'm going to let you go.

Uh!

Still might press theft charges
once we're done here.

Get out of here.

(BLACKMAN SIGHS)

That's it?
You're just letting him go?

You think he's our killer?

You think you
that he'd murder Duane

just so he could flog a bunch
of photographs?

Duane threatened to have him sacked.

Well, he probably threatened
your boyfriend with the same fate

because of their business
transactions.

Look, I don't want
to talk about Eric.

Good, 'cause neither do I.

(PHONE RINGING)

There was not evidence
of a forced entry

at the front or back.

Someone let themselves in
with a key.

And smashing Duane's photographs,
cigarette burns to Duane's clothes,

it feels like
a personal grudge to me.

Duane knew whoever made that mess.

And I would hazard a guess

that was the same person
that murdered him.

So, Duane knew his killer...

very well.

- Duck!
- (GASPS)

(COMICAL MUSIC PLAYS)

Sir.

(STEED LAUGHS)

('BLUE AS TWILIGHT'
BY ART PEPPER QUARTET PLAYS)

('BLUES AT TWILIGHT'
BY ART PEPPER QUARTET CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT BACKGROUND CHATTER)

What do you think Duane was doing
hanging out here?

Do you need to ask?
Look at this place.

Good music. Beautiful people.

Oh, those Italians,
they really know how to relax.

- They certainly do.
- Mm.

Oh, we should have brought
Violetta with us.

I get the impression that sometimes
our lovely Violetta

prefers to forget
her continental heritage.

Mm.

Now, if I knew the signal,

I'd be able to get us some illegal
after-hours liquor.

- Birdie.
- Oh.

Some rules are ridiculous.

And don't be fooled

by those cute little
lemonade glasses and straws.

I'm going to get us a drink.

(LAUGHS)

(INDISTINCT BACKGROUND CHATTER
CONTINUES)

Ah, buonasera, boys.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Oh, hello.

(BAND CONTINUES PLAYING
'BLUES AT TWILIGHT')

(INDISTINCT BACKGROUND CHATTER
CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

FREDDY: Ooh! Here we go.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(GASPS)

I know you...

from the TV studio.

What is your name?

That depends who's asking.

You're in my establishment.

As the host, ask the question.

As my guest, you answer.

It is good manners, yes?

My name's Peregrine Fisher.

And what do you do
at the studio, Peregrine Fisher?

Ah, a bit of everything
while I learn the ropes.

Good answer.

Come.

(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES)

CARLO: (SINGING)

Oh, that's my friend.
She's having a wonderful time.

Help.

I'm not a stupid man.

I've seen you with that ciuco
who built the surf machine.

Um...

When you see him, you tell him
to come and speak to me.

We need to have a little talk.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

Mm.

We need to leave right now.

Oh, things are just starting to get
a little bit interesting.

For you, maybe. Come on, quickly.

BIRDIE: Ciao.

That sounds like a threat to me.

Well, make no mistake,
it was a threat.

Well, at the very least,

I hope his crooning
wasn't too awful.

SAMUEL: As two become one.

Well, let's hope that the genus
is similar, so they don't perish.

You don't believe
in opposites attract?

(DISTANT HORN BLARING)

It hasn't worked for me in the past.

We've both been unlucky in love.

BIRDIE: Is Peregrine in yet?

SAMUEL: Um, must be
having a late start.

Mm. Not suprising after
her unfortunate run in

with that man last night.

Carlo Liotti and he's the manager
of that girl that got electrocuted.

- Peregrine met Carlo Liotti?
- Mm.

At the Gattino Nero, last night.

Then he's probably doing much more
that being a showgirl's manager?

He's one of those men.

One of what men?

Ndrangheta.

The Mafia. The Honoured Society.
Call it what you will.

(SIGHS) I had my suspicions.

I can't say I've heard
of any of them.

From Calabria in Italy.

They make their money
from fear and extortion

and they will stop at nothing
if they are crossed.

Charming.

And where does this Carlo fellow
fit in?

The Liotti clan

has been a powerful family
for many years.

Very powerful.

Excuse me, I've forgotten something
inside.

Violetta seems to know a lot
about that gentleman.

She does indeed.

(CUTLERY CLINKING)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(POURING)

(CLATTERING)

Good morning.

Morning.

Aww, didn't have enough time
with this one.

Oh, well, given that it was stolen
that might not be such a bad thing.

Hey, I told you it wasn't my fault.

I didn't know it was stolen
till after I bought it.

I paid really good money for it.

Eric, your missing car

might be the least
of your problems right now.

(SIGHS) I... I need to warn you
about something.

Last night, I went to this club
and there was the...

(DOORBELL)

Stay away from the windows.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)

PEREGRINE: It's you.

STEED: There's been a new lead
in the investigation.

We got a forensic report back
on the pool water.

G'day.

Mr Wild, what could you tell me
about this?

It's a bag of salt.

It's found in your tool box
at the studio.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

(ZIPPING)

- Who hates you, Mr Wild?
- Apart from you?

Oh, hopefully not enough
to set you up for murder.

My guess is that the murderer
chose you

as their fall guy from day one.

Duane had more reason to kill me
than vice-versa.

Get rid of me
and he gets rid of his debt.

Yeah, I agree.

And it takes a desperate man

to run up debt
with a studio electrician.

I'm also a very good mechanic
who can dance.

And sell stolen goods?

- He didn't know it was stolen.
- Yeah.

So, don't point the finger.

He's just doing his job.

- Whose side are you on?
- No-one's.

Anyway... (SIGHS)

Edwina Maddox said Duane
was being paid

a helluva lot more
than he was worth.

So, why would someone
making that much money

have debts he can't afford?

- Ah, fast cars.
- Fast women.

(SIGHS)
Drinking. Gambling.

Freddy Miles has a connection
to that gambling den.

What gambling den?

It's a long story.

If Duane had debts,
he wouldn't tell me.

He didn't like looking
like a loser.

It was all about
keeping up appearances.

So, Mr Gordon didn't owe you
any money?

Mm? Mm-mm.

That's a joke.
He knew I never won anything.

Bloody owed me more than money,
though.

Need you to elaborate.

I could always do you
for obstruction, Mr Miles.

That's your choice.

He introduced me
to that gambling place.

And Italian cigarettes?

Mm-hm. Yeah. Them too.

The card games were all a bit
of fun at first, but then...

I couldn't stop.

That sounds like a recipe
for disaster.

So, you ran up debts.

Am I on the right track?

How did you pay them?

With no thanks to Duane.

Said he didn't loan money
to gamblers, but he made me one.

He ruined my life.

JULIE: Excuse me. Freddy?

They need you out there.

Yeah, we done here?

For the moment.

There was a lot of anger there.

- I still think he's hiding something.
- Mm.

Until we solve the case,
I want to take that as a given...

of everyone.

Even me?

You especially.

Where you going?

PEREGRINE: Somewhere.

(LOUD ROLLING)

(STEALTHY MUSIC PLAYS)

(SPY MUSIC PLAYS)

(SLIDING DOOR OPENING)
(PEREGRINE GASPS???

(DOOR SLIDING)

I told you, I haven't got it.

LORENZO: You know the arrangement.

(GRUNTING)

PEREGRINE: Hey! Hey you get off!

(SHRIEKS)

(GRUNTING AND SHRIEKING)

Next time, you won't have a woman
to save you.

Don't forget what I said.

(PEREGRINE PANTING)

What was that all about?

- It's nothing.
- Do you need a doctor?

(PANTING)
I'm fine. I'm fine.

Leave me alone.

(PANTING)

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(GASPS)

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYS)

Oh, yes. Oh, yes, yes.
I've got a lot to learn from you.

Thank you, Dawn.

What did you find out
about that terrible show?

Well, that terrible show
wasn't making you much money.

But Billy claimed it was.

Well, the sponsors are paying
good money

but the outgoings are huge.

500 pounds a month to this entity
called Spin City Records.

Do you know anything about them?

Never heard of them.

Well, let's got for a little spin
ourselves then, shall we?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

I thought I recognised this address.

What, you know this place?

That club, Gattino Nero,

it's currently run
by Carlo Liotti.

The talent scout?

Or what ever he is.

So, why would the studio
be paying money to Carlo Liotti

and Spin City Records?

I've no idea.

Uh, I can't believe how much rubbish
Duane left in Eric's car.

Mm. Duane's check book.

Oh, I saw that.

Notice how Duane paid 500 pounds
every month

to something called, 'Spin City'.

- Mm.
- Come again?

Uh, Spin City.

It sounds like a recording studio,
maybe.

- Maybe Duane was cutting a record.
- I've just been there with Edwina.

It's connected to Gattino Nero,
Liotti's place.

And Rupert, Edwina's husband,
was also paying money to Spin City.

Well, I doubt
he was cutting a record.

VIOLETTA: Sounds like
extortion to me.

That is how The Honoured Society
makes their money.

So, Duane and Rupert
had something to hide?

Now, the question is what?

Well, something against the law,
I suspect.

(CHUCKLES)

Duane's rap sheet is getting
more and more colourful...

Illegal activities, bouncing checks,
unpaid bills, gambling debts...

I doubt that Rupert had anything
to do with something like that.

Well, one way or another,

all roads lead back to Carlo Liotti
and Spin City.

He's our common denominator.

(CAR HORN BLARING)

Yeah, I think I might be able
to help you with that.

Um...

It is 85 Tivelly Road, South Yarra,
that might be your best bet.

Yeah. Uh, not a problem Mr Liotti.

Arrivederci.

Any idea why Sparrow would be
giving Peregrine's address

to Mr Liotti?

(PHONE RINGING)

Adventuress' Club.

Detective Steed.

No, I haven't been home
since this morning.

Why, I left Eric there.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)

(GASPS)

I need you to cover for me.

What...

('CLAUDETTE JONES'
BY PETER & THE SILHOUETTES PLAYS)

(GUNSHOT)
Whoa!

Hey! Stronzo!

(GRUNTS)

(GUN CLICKS)

(GUN CLICKING)

(GRUNTING)

(CAR TYRES SCREECHING)

Eric!

('CLAUDETTE JONES' BY PETER
& THE SILHOUETTES CONTINUES)

Quick, get in.

- Go, go, go!
- (TYRES SCREECH)

(CAR STALLS)
Oh!

(HEAVY BREATHING)
(GUN COCKS)

(CAR WHINING)
Come on! Come on!

What's happening?

(CAR WHINING)

Oh! Get down!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

(GASPING)

Peregrine.

I think I ran out of petrol.
(SIGHS)

Must have seen you arrive
and took off.

Yeah.

Friend of Carlo's, perhaps.

Same friend who
attacked Billy Carson

at the TV station?

Yes. You heard about that?

- Carson refuses to lay charges.
- Oh.

Isn't this the wagon
you sold to Duane?

Yeah, well he never paid me,
so legally it's mine.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Except I found out it was nicked.

And this is your official reporting
of a stolen vehicle?

PEREGRINE: Yes.

Thank you, Mr Wild,
for your honesty.

I'll send someone to pick it up.

(ERIC SIGHS)

(MENACING MUSIC PLAYS)

Sir.

Steed.

Just a minute of your time.

Counting down.

A friend of Peregrine Fisher's
just been shot at.

As a result, she and her friend
could have been killed.

What's that got to do with me?

I suspect that Mr Liotti
had something to do with that.

I told you to stay away from him.

And I have, sir.

But I'm talking
about attempted murder,

something needs
to be done about him.

Is that it?

Sir?

You're way out of your depths,
Steed.

Off you go.

Sir, my duty as a policeman
is to protect people.

Some strange day comes

when that's no longer
my highest priority,

I'd be handing in my badge.

Good to know.

Sir.

ERIC: Still don't know we had
to cough up about that car.

PEREGRINE: Sshh!

We very rarely allow men
extended access, Mr Wild,

but since you've been shot at,
we've made an exception.

As long as we're not harbouring
the murder suspect.

Not the prime murder suspect.

Violetta, I thought maybe
you could help me figure this out

What does it say?

The attacker dropped it.

This watch has 'Crotone'
engraved on it.

Crotone is a port city in Calabria,

where the Liotti clan
emigrated from.

Why would Carlo Liotti want to kill
this lovely young man?

Because he thinks that Eric
murdered Gidget Mitchell.

Oh, great.

So, I'm finally in the clear
with your cop mate

and some criminal
wants to blow my head off?

No, it's OK. You'll be safe here.

Is there anything else
that you can tell us

about the Liotti clan
that might be helpful, Violetta?

I suppose I should tell you.

Carlo and I...

we were engaged.

I knew him when he was a young man,

when he swore he would never get
mixed up in the family business...

which was, of course, crime.

Carlo's family began feuding
with another family

and Carlo was forced to take sides.

I couldn't have my parents
mixed up in that dangerous life,

so I ended the engagement.

And I suppose Carlo
wasn't too pleased about that?

I had to cut myself off,
start afresh

and I thought
he would forget about me.

Maybe somehow,
this is all because of me.

Well, if I hadn't have come here...

Violetta, it's not your fault

that Carlo Liotti is involved
with that television station

and I am very glad
that you made your way to us.

So am I.

Now, let's get back to it.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)

VIOLETTA: Here's something.

Duane sang a piano accordion duet
with his twin from the age of five.

Twin?

- What do you know about a twin?
- Nothing.

That's the first I've heard of it.

Maybe a visit to Deaths, Births
and Marriages, perhaps.

Absolutely.

What if someone of the show
knows more about his family?

He's pretty friendly
with that makeup woman.

Oh, I suspect that
she's told me everything

she's going to tell a detective.

Well, maybe we need someone
who's not a detective

to talk to her.

Mm. According to
'The Melbourne Gazette',

'The Beat Show' is holding
open auditions tonight

to find new talent.

Maybe that could be a way in?

I could go in.

Well, I can sing. You've heard me.

Admittedly, not rock and roll,
but I could expand my repertoire.

What if Carlo Liotti's there?

He's a very dangerous man, Violetta,
you said so, yourself.

It's time I show him,
I'm not running anymore.

Oh, be very careful then.

I'll be her chaperone.

And I am finally happy
with this new listening device

that I've been working on.

Oh, great, Samuel!

Ah!

I'm sorry, Miss.

I can't tell you
who Duane Gordon's twin is.

Well, why not?

According to our records,
Duane Gordon doesn't exist.

(LADIES SINGING IN HARMONY)

(CONTINUES SINGING)

- They're good, aren't they?
- They're OK.

Maybe Duane Gordon was a stage name.

And somebody around here
must have some clue

about who he really was.

I'll see what I can find out.

- Good luck.
- Yeah.

Hello.

Mr Miles...

- Bit busy.
- Just a quick question.

Yeah. No need to hurry.

At Gattino Nero,

did you ever hear about anything
connected to extortion?

(APPLAUSE)

Uh, no, don't know anything.

(APPLAUSE)
Can I get The Badges?

We have The Badges.

If you know something
and you're not telling me

or the police,

you know you could be charged
with withholding evidence?

Mm. Yep.

Yeah, I know something bad
went down at that place.

Did it have something
to do with Duane?

- I reckon so.
- And what makes you say that?

They go crazy if anyone mentions it.

What exactly was 'it'?

I don't know.

But I heard it ruined his birthday
and I know the cops were involved.

STAGE MANAGER: And roll play black.

You didn't hear that from me.

(PLAYING 'NO GO NO DOUGH'
BY LEONARD WEISMAN)

What?

(MUSIC PLAYS IN DISTANCE)

- It's nothing.
- I'm worried about that.

- Shut the door.
- You can't be drinking on the job.

(BADGES CONTINUE PERFORMING
'NO GO NO DOUGH' IN DISTANCE)

JULIE: What is your problem?
What is going on?

It's the tape.

What tape?

The sound recording before the show.

I taped everything
that was going on.

Everything? Why?

Because that's what I always do
to check my levels

and make sure everything's
running OK.

For God's sakes, throw it away.

They'll find out.

They've got eyes
and ears everywhere.

Freddy, you didn't hurt Duane
or Gidget, did you?

Well... No. No, of course not.

But there's some things
I said on the tape

which will make it sound like I did.

I was always having a go at Duane.

Get rid of it.

Help me. They won't look at you.

- JULIE: Where is it?
- FREDDY: In my pocket.

- Give it here.
- Go.

Ah...

Very structurally sound.

I'm going to, um...
take that one with me.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)

Freddy didn't say.

He just said the police
were involved.

That could be some kind of a raid.

Wouldn't have been the first one
on Gattino Nero.

Freddy and the makeup girl
were talking

about a sound recording
from the night of the murder.

Do you know where that is?

I have to go.

ANNOUNCEMENT: Repeat,
auditionees to Studio Two.

(GUITAR STRUMMING)

(APPLAUSE)
FREDDY: Thank you.

Thank you.

Next up...

Violetta Fellini.

(CLEARS THROAT)

What are you singing?

'Tintarella di Luna'.

In English?

In English it's called...
'The Tanning of the Moon'.

Christ, spare me.

I hope it's good for your sake.

Now remember, you're helping
with our decision...

put them on the show or not.

So, clap your heart out if you like,
Violetta Fellini singing 'Moon Tan'.

(APPLAUSE)

In English, no foreign languages
on this show.

- The whole song?
- Yep.

And roll playback.

(PIANO PLAYING 'TINTARELLA DI LUNA'
BY MINA)

(STAMMERS)

- Um...
- (MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

Thanks, Miss Fellini.

(WOMAN CLEARING HER THROAT)

Now to the verdict
of the audience.

What do you think of that?

(CHUCKLING)

Come on.

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYS)

CARLO: When you see Bill,

you tell him he needs
to come and see me. OK?

Thanks.

- Oh, it's you. How'd you go?
- (PANTING)

Are you alright? You look rattled.

And you look like a thief.

(RELIEVED SIGHING)

Bingo.

(SIGHS) Come on.

BILLY: Not so fast, ladies.

Miss Fellini, must have friends
in high places.

You made it through
the audition process,

so you're on the show 2pm tomorrow.

Julie will look after your hair
and makeup. Don't be late.

(CHUCKLES)

Give the foreign chick a make over.

Maybe dye her hair blonde.

Can't have the mum and dads at home

thinking we've roped in
a bunch of migrants.

Yes, Mr Carson.

Friends in high places?

Carlo.

Oh. Come on.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

You look like you could use
a coffee.

I've got some new information.

A good morning to you too.

I spent the whole night
trawling through police files

just trying to find something
relating to Duane and Gattino Nero

and couldn't find a thing.

Oh, Sparrow strikes again.

- So, I went to the library...
- ERIC: The library?

You're a real action man.

...to look up some old newspapers.

I found a small article
in 'The Fitzroy Times'

about some goings on
at an Italian club.

Gattino Nero.

People arrested but there's
no names, there's no pictures.

But it's rumoured to involve
high-profile television identities.

Was there a date on the article?

Freddy mentioned that something
happened on Duane's birthday.

Date of the article
was January 25th last year.

But I'm going to his flat
for another search.

Well, I'm coming with you.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

(BLUES PLAYING)

Sorry.

Well, it certainly seems personal.

Mmm. But why?

And what were they looking for?

Per.

- What?
- (GASPS)

An Italian passport
and travellers checks.

Carlo's?

No. It's in the name
of Gino Giordano.

This passport's a few years old,
but that face is very familiar.

Oh, it's him!

Billy Carson didn't like
ethnic people in his show.

- The peroxide.
- Yes.

And the travellers checks.

Julie said that Duane
was going to the UK.

(EXHALES)

There's no record of Duane
ever existing

because Duane Gordon was actually
Gino Giordano.

(LIVELY, UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)

Where are you from?

My parents are from Catanzaro
in Calabria.

Well, let's make the most
of these exotic looks.

No, Mr Carson wants me to look
less exotic.

He's just old fashioned.

Maybe, but he is very nice.

He could have banned me,
I butchered the song I was singing.

That's because
you sang it in English.

It's an Italian song, isn't it?

Maybe try it the way
it's meant to be.

You really think that's a good idea?

It's a mistake to turn your back
on your culture.

Don't worry.

An Italian song
with an Italian look,

you'll knock everyone's socks off.

Can I ask you a question
about Duane?

You're not another fan?

No.

You ask a lot of questions.

Right now, I don't want to think
about Duane.

Sit back and relax.

I'm going to make you
look like Sophia Loren.

(ENGINE REVVING)

SAMUEL: Birdie.

Birdie!

Birdie.

Your uh... Your visitor.

Haven't you got someone
to do that messy work for you?

I'm the only person
who has ever worked

on this magnificent piece
of machinery.

And...

it gives me great pleasure
knowing that.

So, what's this about some raid
on Gattino Nero?

Lemonade?

So, we've been piecing it
all together

the money from the accounts

and, uh, Billy, Duane and Rupert...

all paying money to Spin City.

So, what are you trying to say?

Well, when Gattino Nero was raided
three men were arrested,

not just Duane and um...

We think that they were all part
of the same crowd.

What kind of crowd?

I suspect that um...

Rupert was having
a special relationship

with Billy Carson.

You can't believe rumours.

Did you know, Winnie?

(SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS)

When the police raided
that awful club, they were...

delighted that Rupert was...

found with Billy.

He tried to tell that me,
that the, um...

that he had been
accused of gambling.

Mm. Well, wasn't gambling. Was it?

And Carlo Liotti protected them
for a price.

500 pounds a month
was extortion money...

to hide their secret.

Well...

40 years of marriage.

We raised our daughters...

built a beautiful home.

We... had lovely holidays.

All those photographs
of us smiling...

was all built on a lie.

Oh, Winnie.

It's not something
that he could change.

And... it doesn't mean
that he didn't love you.

Thank you.

Right.

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

What the hell?

What happened to the blonde idea?

I tried, it didn't work
with her hair.

She looks like
Sophie, bloody, Loren.

Hey, this will be fun.

You better be good.

MALE VOICE: (IN ITALIAN) Tu non
vieni in Inghilterra con me.

FEMALE VOICE: (IN ITALIAN)
Ma io sono il tuo specchio, non lei.

(WINNIE ATTEMPTING TO TRANSLATE)

Per favore.

She's on, she's on.

(CHEERING)

(PIANO PLAYING 'TINTARELLA DI LUNA'
BY MINA)

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, she's nervous.

(MUTTERING)

JULIE: (WHISPERING) You got this.

(MUTTERING FROM AUDIENCE CONTINUES)

WOMAN: Oh my gosh.

(SIGHS)

(PIANO PLAYS 'TINTARELLA
DI LUNA' BY MINA)

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

She's delightful.

She sure is.

(APPLAUSE)

Bellissima! Bellissima!

Brava. Brava!

(APPLAUSE)

(WHISTLING)

Um, I'm not sure, I'll check.

Is there are Peregrine Fisher here?

Yes, that's me.

Oh.

Hello?

- BIRDIE: Peregrine.
- Birdie.

BIRDIE: News on a couple of fronts.

Rupert and Billy
were in a relationship.

Rupert and Billy?

Yes, yes, yes.
It's confirmed by Edwina.

Now, regarding Freddy's tape,
he did argue with Duane

but more intriguing is something

he seemed
to have accidentally recorded.

MALE VOICE: (IN ITALIAN)
Tu non vieni in Inghilterra con me.

FEMALE VOICE: (IN ITALIAN)
Ma io sono il tuo specchio, non lei.

Now, according to Edwina
and her vast Italian skills...

Si.

The male voice says, "You're not
coming to England with me".

And then the female voice replies,
"But I am your mirror, not her".

That voice, it sounds like...

'Thomas' means twin
in ancient Greek.

Gino was a twin,

we thought it was male,
but we were wrong.

The photos of the crime scene,
the marks on the floor

near Eric's work equipment.

How did I miss this?

(GASPS)

Peregrine?

(RAPID FOOTSTEPS)
Peregrine?

Peregrine?!

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(LAUGHING AND SINGING)

That was a first
for 'The Beat Show'.

I couldn't have done it
without you

or this dress.

Ooh. Let me snip you out of it.

Where are my scissors?

- Here.
- Oh.

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYS)

This is from the electrical cord.

I always told Duane
that Italian songs could work.

(PANTING)

(FRENETIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(LAUGHING)

Hey, Stanley. I heard you met
your girlfriend in a revolving door?

Yes, and I've been going round
with her ever since.

(LAUGHTER)

There she is now.

(PANTING)

VIOLETTA: (SHRIEK) Help!

- Help me!
- Violetta.

Help!

Help me! Help!

Stop!

No! Please!

Help! Help me! Help!

I'm truly so sorry,

but I have to do this
now that you know.

No, no. You have a choice.
You do have a choice.

PEREGRINE: Julie!

Let her go!

I know that Gino
was your twin brother.

I know why you did it.

You don't.

You don't know.

I did so much for him
and he just threw me to the side.

He didn't even want
to look like me anymore.

Gino had to change
the way he looked,

to hide his culture,

to be accepted.

You know that Billy Carson
wouldn't have let him

on the show otherwise.

You wanted him to stay Italian,
didn't you?

You wanted him
to be true to himself.

- Never change, you said that.
- Shut up! Shut...

Please, don't hurt my friend.

Hurting her won't change anything.

You've already lost enough.

Please, Julie.

Please.

- Are you OK?
- Yes.

I never wanted to lose him.

No, of course you didn't.

You were the brother-sister act
since you were kids.

You were always hoping that Gino
would ask you

to perform with him,
instead of Gidget.

But he never asked you, did he?

He's going to make me his exclusive
hair and makeup artist,

wherever he went.

His dream was to go to the UK.

It was just the two of us.

It was always me and Gino.

But then he said he was leaving you.

- That's enough.
- Hey!

He was going to England alone
without you...

and that's when you snapped.

Your shoes left green marks
around the pool

from the broken eyeshadow
you must have stepped in.

The same marks you left

when you planted the salt
that set up Eric.

You wrote the note, didn't you?

And you staged a break-in
at the studio.

You burned cigarette holes
in Gino's clothes,

all to divert attention
away from yourself.

Well, it worked.

And then you ransacked his house,
hoping to destroy any evidence

that linked you
as brother and sister.

But there was nothing there!

He'd completely forgotten about me.

He loved being famous
more than he loved me!

Julie, Gino wasn't just doing it
for the fame.

He was doing it for the money.

- He was being blackmailed, Julie...
- No.

...by Carlo Liotti.

Him and Billy Carson
and Rupert Maddox,

he was protecting himself.

Protecting himself from what?

Gino wasn't in love with Gidget
like everybody thought.

He had a secret.

A secret he shared with Billy
and with Rupert.

No-one knew about them.

It wasn't like that.

Come on.

(VOICE SHAKING) I knew my brother,
he wasn't like that.

No! He wasn't like that!

I'm sorry.

(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS)

What have I done?

I'm sorry.

- (SOBBING) What have I done?
- Come here.

No!

(JULIE SOBBING)

What have I done?

(SOBBING)

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

EDWINA: Your money, Mr Liotti.

The lost police file
on your husband and his friend.

So, you'll agree to stop
your henchmen

from ever brutalising Billy
for payment

and to never make contact again?

And, if his preferences
or my husband's

are ever made public,

I will expose your corruption.

It is an honour to do business.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES) Oh, well done, Winnie.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

CARLO: Violetta.

You sing beautifully...

- as you always did.
- Thank you.

No more flowers, Carlo.

Understand.

Goodbye, Carlo.

(ERIC GRUNTS)

I would have got you
to the airport faster.

Yeah, especially
in that fancy sportscar

that you won't let me drive.

I wish you were coming with me, Per.

No, this is your fork in the road.

You go and have some fun. Mm?

I'm so proud of you.

Look after yourself, OK?

You too.

(SIGHS)

Mm.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(KNOCKING)

After all that excitement,

I think our stomachs
might need settling.

Ah, Ama-row?

Amaro.

My father's special recipe.

Salute.

Salute.

Mm?!

(COUGHING)

(LAUGHING)

My father always said,

"Beware the man who gulps
his liquor...

he lives dangerously."

Is this true?

Well, in some respects.

Perhaps...

not when it counts.

I don't feel so unlucky
in love anymore.

Neither do I.

Should we say goodbye to the past?

I just did.

Detective Steed.

Have I done something wrong?
Are you here to arrest me?

I'm here to apologise...

to your ex-boyfriend.

With beer? Is that how blokes
do it?

(CHUCKLES)

Well, you just missed him.

He's gone off to start a new life.

Well, what about you?
What are you doing?

I was just going for a drive.

Would you like to come?

Sure.

Get in quick.

Go on, get in,
before I change my mind.

And if you stack it,
I will never forgive you.

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