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"When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar,

he said, 'It is finished' and he bowed his head,

and gave up the ghost."

John 19:30.

Any ideas?

Not a clue.

It's the second quote I've had through the door.

So odd.

Perhaps it's just a member of the congregation

being welcoming.

Perhaps.

I've got a quote for you. - Mmm?

"A well-tied tie is the first serious step in life."

And by "tie", I actually mean "dog collar".

Elvis?

Oscar. Wilde. - Hmm.

Am I gonna be all right at this thing tonight?

Absolutely not.

Lord and Lady Marwood are gonna eat you alive.

But if you could secure the funds needed

for the church beforehand, that would be most favourable.

Well, I'll try my best.

You'll have to do a jolly lot more than "try".

You don't want to be responsible for the demise of a church

that stood for centuries, do you?

Well, it wouldn't be ideal, no, but...

Shh! - Rising damp, black mould.

Wicked for the chest.

In fact, never mind the church,

if you don't get this sorted,

you'll end up killing half the parish.

Let's hope not.

Supper's ready.

You'll do just fine.

The Marwoods have a history of donating to the church.

Once in 1956, then again in 1959.

They've a slight history of donating to the church.

Snooty, superior, overbearing.

I see.

What's this?

Somethin' to keep your strength up. You'll need it.

Oh, heh, well, I'm actually going for dinner...

Piccalilli!

I came home and just found her here.

She likes to be helpful.

I don't need help.

If all else fails, I've made plenty of lardy cake.

For now? - No.

For raising funds for the church.

You do know the builder's quote is for 2,000 pounds.

What the dickens?

You never told me that part.

Okay, it's gonna be all right.

I'll just go there,

give them some of the old Kottaram charm,

throw in a bit of Jesus, a bit of community spirit

and who knows,

might even be back in time for a pint before closing, hmm?

That's the ticket! Just be yourself.

And whatever you do, don't sit next to the sister.

Why won't you tell me where you're going?

I'm going to the roller rink, see you later.

When will you be back?

Does it matter?

Oh, hello, Dad. Hello, Geordie.

How was work,

fighting the mean streets of Cambridge?

What about your dinner?

Give it to Dad. Looks like he's had a hard day.

Thank you.

Oh, wait.

You can't speak to me like this, Esme Keating.

And you can't keep me under lock and key,

Cathy Keating!

By any chance is it Spam fritters for tea?

Really?

What?

Is that's where your head is at?

In your stomach?

Cathy, there is no point getting all worked up.

This will blow over soon enough.

Is not what you wanted me to say...

What do you want me to say? Tell me and I'll say that.

I want you to sit your daughter down

and tell her, once and for all,

that this behaviour is not acceptable.

♪ I've got a bluebird

♪ Outside of my window

♪ Just like that bluebird

♪ I'm ready to fly

♪ I've got a whole world

♪ Outside my door

♪ I'm gonna go places Like never before ♪

♪ I've got a big dream

♪ To get to the big time

♪ I'll make a big noise

♪ Do wonderful things

♪ I've got a bluebird

- ♪ Outside my window - Oh.

Thank you.

♪ Just like that bluebird

♪ I've got wings

Reverend Kottaram?

Oh, what gave it away?

Lady Marwood? - What gave it away?

Thank you so much for inviting me.

Well, thank you for coming.

How are you finding the parish?

Mmm. Interesting.

Is that code for too many old biddies preoccupied

with bake sales and bingo? - In five minutes...

Well, don't knock it till you try it.

I love a game of bingo.

I'll have to take your word for it.

Or you'll have to take me, show me what it's all about.

Darling, Leah is wanting us to take our seats.

This is the new vicar.

Reverend Kottaram. This is my husband.

Alphy, please.

Hmm. Lord Marwood.

Pleasure to meet you.

It's a shame about Reverend Davenport.

He was very well thought of. - Hmm.

I'm sure everyone will come to think well of you.

Although, I haven't actually been to church in a while.

Naughty.

Well, we'll swing by after bingo.

You can give your winnings

to the collection plate.

Hmm. - Can I?

As it happens, I am looking to raise

some much-needed funds for the church.

One doesn't talk of these things,

at least not before dinner.

I'm sorry, I...

Geoffrey!

Did I offend him? - Absolutely.

Luckily, it's not him you need to concern yourself with.

It's me.

Ah!

Well, how about after pudding?

Can we talk about church repairs then?

Leah.

Yes, Lady Marwood?

I want to sit next to him.

Not yet. - Oh.

Champagne, white wine, red wine, water goblet, port.

I'm gonna be on the floor.

Like the rest of them, then. - Leah!

You told me you were ready for us!

I'm sorry, sir. - Oh, just sit me down!

Of course, Lord Marwood.

What do you mean, that isn't my seat any more?

Ugh, forget it!

I'm just going to sit here and be done with it.

Beatrice.

I'm a designer of dresses.

Hi, I'm... - Different.

How funny.

This piece was actually inspired by the Kenyan Maasai tribe.

Stitched it myself.

I've got almost 27 pairs of scissors.

Wonderful. - I do so love a shoulder.

Such a beautiful part of the body,

criminally overlooked.

Oh! You decided to sit next to my sister.

Er, not exactly.

Furaha!

Hmm. Furaha!

Tell us,

what was it that made you want to become a vicar?

Was it the orphans?

Pardon?

The orphans that get me every time.

I just want to rescue them all.

Do you know, I've just had the most marvellous idea.

I could make clothes for your orphans.

Not even orphans are desperate enough

for your ghastly excuses for clothes.

I don't actually know that many orphans

and, well, the ones I do,

I'm pretty sure they're all fully clothed.

Anyway, back to my original question.

Where are you from?

Uh, Romford. Born and bred. - No.

No?

You know what I mean.

My mother and father came to England

just before the war.

And to answer you directly, Lady Marwood,

it was either the Church or accountancy,

and let's just say I connected more with Jesus

than I did tax returns.

Why was that?

Because he was an outsider,

who wanted to bring people together, in peace.

Peace?

Because that's what Christianity and the Church are known for.

It's what I want my church to be known for.

Vibrant, fun and full of all walks of life.

What does God say about that?

Well, that last time we spoke he said,

"Just make sure there's enough Battenberg cake."

The greatest tool available to an evangelist.

To Alphy's church!

Alphy's church! - Here, here.

Oh, Lady Marwood.

Lady Marwood, I just...

I'm going to fund the repairs for your church, Alphy.

Oh, well, that's amazing, thank you. Er, how do we...

Don't worry about the details. It is time for games.

Are we all ready for hide and seek?

Yes!

I'm coming to find you.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

...seven,

eight, nine,

ten, 11, 12...

...13, 14, 15,

16... - Shoo!

...17, 18, 19...

Oh! - Go away!

Sorry, sorry. - ...20,

21, 22, 23,

24, 25, 26...

...27,

28... - What are you doing?

Uh, sorry, just got a bit lost.

Ready or not, here I come!

Shh! - Oh, Jeffrey.

Not fair! I'm coming to get you!

Multiple stab wounds to the chest

and is it just me,

are these lacerations an unusual shape?

Hmm. Never seen ones like that before.

Get plenty of close-ups back at the station.

The lord and lady identified him as their gardener.

Dennis Lacey. 25.

You okay?

Yeah.

You must have seen a few dead bodies in your time?

Not a young man with multiple stab wounds, though.

Fair enough.

What's that?

"The price is 1,000 pounds."

What?

"To ensure your deepest, darkest and dirtiest secret

stays that way."

A grand. Blimey.

To Dennis, or from him?

This is probably nothing,

but I saw Lord Marwood by the servants' quarters

earlier this evening.

He was a bit... odd. - Really?

And here's me thinking

you weren't interested in all of this?

I'm no detective.

I don't need a detective.

A vicar will do.

When did you last see Dennis, Lady Marwood?

A few days ago, wasn't it, darling?

I think so. I can't remember.

Wasn't it when you sacked him?

You sacked him?

I didn't sack him.

He left of his own accord.

Well, he'd only been in the job for three weeks.

What were the circumstances that lead to his leaving?

He got a better offer.

He wanted more money out of me.

I declined and... he left.

Did you see him go?

No.

What were you doing by the servants' quarters

earlier this evening?

Playing hide and seek.

He can vouch for me.

He was there, hiding too.

We found a letter on Dennis's person.

We believe he was blackmailing someone.

Not me.

Cheeky swine had the audacity to ask me outright.

Was he blackmailing you, darling?

I barely knew him.

Beatrice?

Sorry?

Never mind.

The juju is going to be abysmal.

Frank Sinatra is going to hate this.

He was our cat.

He still lives on in spirit form.

Stalks the upper west wing, lets out the occasional...

Meooooooow.

Anyway, I do hope you'll turn your attention

to the real culprits.

It's rather horrendous to think such an abominable crime

has happened in our home.

Should I sleep with a pistol under my pillow?

I wouldn't recommend it.

You don't want two murder investigations

going on under your roof now, do you?

Will that be all?

Leah, isn't it? - Yes.

And when did you last see Dennis?

Never once interacted with each other.

He was a gardener.

She's a, um... chamber maid.

Lady's maid. - Same difference.

You'd never spoke to Dennis?

That's right.

Is it just me, or are they...

A little weirder than the Creature from the Black Lagoon?

Well... - What gave it away?

The hide and seek or the sister's meowing?

Yeah.

Not today. - Strange.

That's enough.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Lord Marwood,

he would hardly let anyone speak,

especially not Leah.

The servants always know

what's really going on in these places.

Hmm.

We need to speak to her.

Alone.

"We"?

Geordie? - Hmm?

Lady Marwood promised me some money,

you know, for the church.

Sorry, you won't be seeing that.

Why not?

You little working-class traitor, you.

Sorry?

Getting money off the likes of them.

And you've got a Triumph. Who even are you?

Hey! I worked hard for that car.

You'll never get that cash off the Marwoods.

We'll see. - Hmm.

Nothing, nothing, comes for free in this world.

How about I bet you a ride in the Triumph?

You're on.

Hmm.

Alphy.

It's dirty money, I'm telling ya.

Money used for a good deed is a good thing.

The Bible says,

"Wisdom is with those who seek counsel."

In my group, we take God's words

and challenge ourselves in new ways.

To share and to grow,

to find the wisdom within our own hearts.

Thank you, Sam.

This is a circle for sharing,

for unburdening oneself.

Our God is all-forgiving.

But the first step, really,

is to forgive yourself.

Yes. Exactly.

What about you? Daniel?

What are you holding on to?

Biscuits.

Come, take a seat.

Er, I'm rather busy.

There's nothing to be worried about.

I'm not.

Hmm. Come, take a seat.

Thank you.

Now, is there anything,

anything at all

that you'd like to share?

Not really.

Perhaps we should move on. - What is it, Daniel?

What are you holding onto?

Sean, what about you?

I, erm...

No, it's okay. Go on.

I have family that, for many reasons,

I can't be with.

I'm sorry.

No, you have nothing to be sorry for.

Isn't that right? - Mmm-hmm.

That took something.

Foolishness.

Courage.

Leah.

Uh, it's okay...

You're not in any trouble. We just wanted to have a chat.

How long have you worked for the Marwoods?

Oh, since I was 16.

But Lady Marwood and I grew up together.

My mother worked for her mother.

Lord Marwood seems to think you didn't really know Dennis.

Would you say that's true?

I knew him a little.

He made me laugh, once or twice.

What about?

The uppers.

Upper classes.

Dennis knew what they were like.

And what are they like?

Leah.

We wanna help you.

Lord Marwood, he has a bit of a temper, doesn't he?

Did he ever shout at Dennis?

Yes.

What about the day Dennis was due to leave?

Did Lord Marwood shout at him then?

He screamed in his face.

For what reason?

I don't know.

Leah?

I don't know.

Why did you scream in Dennis's face the day he left?

Huh?

Was Dennis blackmailing you?

Good God, no.

You are vastly overestimating this man.

Maybe you underestimated him,

and maybe that's why you lost your temper.

What did he do?

He touched my wife...

was over-familiar, all right?

I didn't like it, neither did she.

I had to put a stop to it,

so I shouted at him and sent him on his way.

How come you didn't say this before?

Because I'm a gentleman and it is a gentleman's duty

to save his wife's blushes.

Did you do more than shout at him?

No! Why on earth am I answering to you?

It's one thing to be questioned by an inspector,

another matter entirely

to be questioned by someone like you.

Don't you dare. - It's okay.

He means a working-class vicar, don't you?

Yes, yes, that's exactly what I mean.

Such a shame.

What is? - Oh, I invite you into my home,

my wife offers you money for your poor little church

and this is how you repay me.

I think we're done here.

Yes,

he was terribly over-familiar

and my husband terribly brutish about it.

I mean, you've only seen the half of him.

What's the other half?

He's a complete and utter bastard.

But if you are taking that to be the mark of a killer,

then I'm afraid you're sorely mistaken.

Why?

Because he's weak.

I mean, yes, he can scream and shout,

but couldn't stab another man's flesh

over and over.

How did you feel about Dennis's overfamiliarity?

That doesn't matter.

It does.

My husband resolved the situation

and that's the end of it.

You left it entirely to him?

Yes.

Your husband is a brute and a bastard, you say?

Absolutely.

Yet you stay with him?

He has the title, I have the money.

Gentlemen, I don't expect you to understand,

but put it this way,

Lord and Lady Marwood, the package,

is far more powerful together than apart.

Speaking of money,

when this has all blown over

and I've moved some assets around,

I'll get you your cheque, Alphy.

You are not going out dressed like that.

Why not? - Because I said so!

What you gonna do about it?

I will lock you in your room, if I have to.

I'd like to see you try.

Don't push me.

I'm not a baby any more.

It's every man for himself.

What does that even mean?

It means I never...

Come on, then.

Oh. Thank you, Mrs Chapman.

If I'd known you were joining us, Geordie Keating,

I'd have made devilled kidneys for you too.

Ah!

Like hell she would have.

Hmm.

Wouldn't you rather be at home than here?

World War III's kicking off between Cathy and Esme.

Solving a gruesome murder is, honestly, preferable.

Is everything all right? - Mmm?

Ah, something and nothing.

Roses for the kitchen.

"Deepest, darkest, dirtiest secret."

His?

Or someone else's?

The Marwoods can't have been blackmailing him,

they're millionaires.

This person wants money.

Dennis had nothing.

Except maybe some information?

Now you're talking.

Does that have to be quite so loud?

Mrs C, may I borrow them, please?

Beatrice. The sister.

Christ on a bike.

Hello.

I, erm...

I've been thinking about Sam.

Oh?

The things he said, the things I said.

There's a word he used. I can't get it out of my mind.

What's that?

Courage.

I see.

I've never really talked about the past

and when I have, no one's ever used that word in connection.

Well, you are courageous.

Without question, you are.

I wonder if I should talk to him more.

If you think it would help me?

I didn't know you needed help.

Neither did I.

Being with him, his gentleness, kindness, I suppose,

it just felt that, erm...

I don't know.

Well, you should find out.

Really?

I think it's a wonderful idea.

Can you confirm that these belong to you?

They're covered in blood.

Are they your scissors?

Yes, they are, but that's not my blood.

We've reason to believe it might be Dennis's.

Oh, no.

Really? Well, how on earth did it get onto my scissors?

That was my next question.

Perhaps somebody stole them,

or borrowed them?

Or you're hiding them for someone.

Who?

I'm not quite sure you're getting this.

We're the ones that ask the questions.

We think Lord Marwood was the last person

to see Dennis alive,

and when he did, he was screaming at him.

Oh, yes,

but that was just a silly misunderstanding.

You see, Dennis seemed to believe

that Lord Marwood and I were having an affair.

And were you?

Just a little one.

Please don't tell my sister.

Actually...

I have some photos.

Sorry.

Ah, yes, here we go.

Cheeky.

There seems to be one missing.

Oh, yes, that's probably the one naughty Dennis stole.

And the reason he was able to blackmail Lord Marwood.

Oh, no, no, I didn't mean that.

I meant...

I'm not sure what I meant,

er, but... it definitely wasn't that.

So how long you been having an affair

with your wife's sister?

Whatever she's told you, she's clearly mentally unstable.

It wasn't an affair.

She's a very lonely woman and I...

occasionally provide my services.

Mmm.

So you're an altruistic adulterer?

It's not adultery.

Hmm. What is it, then?

My wife... tends not to be

terribly interested in me,

and quite frankly, a man needs what a man needs.

Look, I fail to see what any of this

has to do with Dennis.

Well, Dennis found out about this affair.

He blackmailed you

and because you've got no access to any money,

you killed him,

for fear of your wife finding out.

It's quite the theory.

You stabbed him with Beatrice's scissors,

then you put them back, in order to frame her.

No. - Well, what, then?

Dennis caught Beatrice and I, yes.

He wrote me the most awful letter.

He wanted 1,000 pounds.

I scrabbled together what little I could

and hoped to send him on his way.

What were you really doing on the night of hide and seek?

Checking to see he'd gone.

To my surprise, the money I'd given him

was still there, but there was no sign of Dennis.

So you took the money back? - Of course.

If he'd upped and left and forgotten it,

that was his problem, not mine.

Where did you think he'd gone?

I didn't "think".

I was just grateful that he had.

You've nothing to connect me to those scissors, do you?

I didn't kill him.

I couldn't.

Even if I wanted to.

Never once managed it during the war.

Not once did I look in another man's eyes

and watch the life leak out of him.

I suppose that makes me a coward.

They let you go! - For now.

What's the matter?

It's just... I, erm,

I wonder if this might be something

I need to do on my own with Sam.

Oh! - You don't mind, do you?

You understand? - Of course.

Of course.

Daniel. - Sam.

How are you?

Ah, good to see you. How have you been?

Not bad, yeah.

I'm not a baby any more!

I'll ask you again,

pull it down! - No.

Well, I'll do it! - Get off me.

Leave me alone!

If you don't want me to do it,

then you do it yourself!

Fine. There. Are you happy now?

I look like a flaming nun.

Don't you swear at me.

I'm not swearing at you. I'm swearing in general.

Esme, enough.

Oh, here he is.

Finally decided to be a father, have you?

Cathy... - Don't worry, Geordie.

It's all blown over, just like you said.

Maybe I should have a word with Esme, on her own.

Oh, no chance.

Anything you say to her, you can say in front of me.

Why do you have to control everything?

I'm trying to look after you.

I don't need looking after, you silly woman.

No! You show some respect for your mother.

You need to have a long hard think, Esme.

Oh, I have been.

I'm moving out.

What? - Over my dead body.

What's the problem?

We're not getting on, the commute to work is a drag

and I've already been offered a place to live,

so everyone's a winner.

How dare you? - Calm down...

Don't even think about telling me to calm down!

Why are you being so dramatic? Mae moved out a year ago.

I don't give a monkey's about Mae!

I care about you.

I care about my daughter. You are not going!

I am! - I said, no!

Dad, what is wrong with her? Why is she being so crazy?

I hate you. I hate you!

You really want to go? Fine! Pack your bags and get out!

Dickens.

Oi!

Cathy. She's going.

Cathy?

Sorry, love.

You will come back and visit us, won't you?

Mae hasn't got an electric ringer, so...

I'll be back as soon as I run out of clean clothes.

I love you so much.

Dad...

Did she mean it?

No.

Course not.

Come on, Alphy! Chop, chop!

Kippers for breakfast!

Mrs Chapman.

Y'know, I'm...

I'm very grateful and you're very...

sweet and you're... - "Sweet"?

Yeah. Well, yeah, I think so, erm...

Look, I know you had a very special relationship

with my predecessors,

but I'm afraid I just don't need a housekeeper.

Oh?

I'm sorry.

With respect,

I don't think your predecessors

would describe me as a housekeeper.

No? - No.

Forgive me, but how might they...

A friend.

listening ear,

someone who cherishes you and you cherish in return.

Mainly, someone with a hot meal at the end of a rotten day.

This was a gift, from Sidney.

I mean, the original was from someone else,

but it was stolen

and Sidney replaced it.

It wasn't simply service, Alphy.

It was love.

Yeah, it's a beautiful locket.

It is, isn't it?

Not worth a thing, but to me, it's the world.

White wine, red wine, water goblet and port.

Lady Marwood and I grew up together.

My mother worked for her mother.

You're a genius.

Pardon?

Geordie? - Hmm?

I think we've been looking in completely the wrong place.

What every inspector loves to hear.

Lord Marwood said Lady Marwood

wasn't interested in him, in that way.

He did. - Why?

Why wasn't she interested in him?

Was there someone else? - Dennis?

Yeah, maybe,

but also... Leah.

What? - You see, Leah...

she wears this gold bracelet.

But how could she have afforded it? She couldn't.

So how did she get it?

Someone must have gifted it to her.

What if that someone was Lady Marwood?

A gift for loyal service? - No, no, no.

This is something more than that,

this means something to her.

Geordie, I think it might be a love token.

From Lady Marwood?

Yes.

So, Leah and her are... - I think they were.

Then I think something changed.

Dennis? - Exactly.

We need to speak to Leah.

Can you tell us about your bracelet?

What about it?

Where did you get it?

It was a gift.

From?

Lady Marwood.

Does she do that for all her staff?

No.

Just you?

Has she forgiven her husband and sister for their affair?

Why so quickly?

So easily?

Is there someone else she gets her comfort from?

This bracelet,

it's a symbol of your love, isn't it?

A token from Lady Marwood?

The person she gets her comfort from...

It's you.

Not any more. This doesn't mean a damn thing.

But it did.

It did mean something once.

I've loved her since we were children.

I know every inch of her.

She married Marwood, of course, she had to.

Nothing changed between us.

Who did change things between you?

What happened with Dennis, Leah?

At first I thought he was violating her.

I told myself over and over, but in the end I could see.

She let him.

But she was blind.

He didn't love her, like I did.

He didn't know her, like I did.

He didn't deserve her, like I did.

I had to do something...

anything.

Anything to bring her back to me.

Did you hurt Dennis, Leah?

He hurt me.

Did you kill Dennis Lacey?

Have you ever loved anyone like that?

Silly, silly girl.

It's just so unnecessary.

I don't think she saw it like that.

Really?

Really.

This thing about the bracelet she clung to,

it's utterly worthless, you know.

Anyway,

I've got your cheque, actually.

Will 3,000 pounds do?

Three thousand?

Yes, that all right?

For now.

Though who knows,

if you were to pop along

to a few more dinner and games nights,

there might be a little something more in it for you,

for both of us?

No.

I beg your pardon?

I said, no.

You okay?

Yeah.

Who would have thought it, eh, the servant?

Me, actually.

I did.

All right, all right, don't get too cocky,

Mister "I'm no detective".

Lady Marwood...

She offered me 3,000 for the church.

Did she, now?

I said, no.

Good on ya.

If it had been 4,000, though. Hmm.

Cheeky little...

I don't think I really know what to say.

Well, you can say anything.

Anything you wish.

I don't know how to...

I don't know.

It's okay.

You know, everything's gonna be fine.

We don't have to speak. Just... be here.

You know, together.

Thank you.

May I show you something?

Of course.

Don't think I've ever shown anyone this before.

My mother and father.

They look happy.

I hurt them.

But you love them, still?

Unquestionably.

Then that is what you hold on to, Daniel.

Nothing else.

Yes, it was...

I, er, got you this.

For your mouldy church.

Oh. Thanks. - Welcome.

Everything all right? - Grand. Mmm.

How's things at home?

Grand.

Beer? - Thought you'd never ask.

So,

you're gonna help me, are you?

Nice try.

Come on.

Little bit of elbow grease, we'll get it done in no time.

Do you know what, I'll give you a...

Ride in the Triumph?

You already owe me one of them.

Er, no, I don't.

Oh, you get the money off Lady Marwood, did you?

I made a moral decision to decline.

Hmm. That vicar speak for, "I lost the bet"?

♪ My gal is red hot.

♪ Yeah! My gal is red hot. - ♪ Your gal ain't...

Christ on a bike!

♪ ...but, man She's really got a lot ♪