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Hello, cruisers.

We are now sailing through the Bay of Biscay

and we'll be at sea for the next 24 hours.

Just a reminder that the Carousel Theatre and Lounge

is closed for a private event.

However, there's lots to keep you entertained on board.

[laid back music]

I've not been this excited

since we hosted Paul Hollywood's sourdough masterclass.

Poker's the new rock and roll.

[Beverley] Who knows where it'll lead?

Televised tournaments.

Reality TV.

I could see you fronting your own show.

Beyond the realms.

You are a natural, Beverley.

Thank you, Kate.

I am a people person.

[upbeat music]

sailing tonight

with you on my mind

with you on my mind

[Yuval] Morning.

Are we all set?

All good to go.

This needs to run like clockwork.

So, tell us about these high rollers.

[laid back music]

[Yuval] Nicolai Volkov,

AKA, "All In".

Number one poker player on the planet.

Impulsive, ruthless, the game's finest bluffer.

BL-ZEEBUB, self-styled "Bad Boy of Poker".

Mouth the size of the T-49 tunnel

and an ego to match.

Keith Lomax, Bitcoin billionaire,

and the new kid on the block.

Wannabe Number One,

a man in a hurry.

[upbeat jazzy music]

Lee "Dead Eye" Stannard,

lifelong resident of Las Vegas,

blind in one eye from birth.

The man with no tell.

Ladies and gentlemen, Nicolai Volkov.

Kate Woods, First Officer.

My pleasure.

Beverly Carnell, Entertainment Officer.

Wonderful.

This is Jack Grayling, resident vocalist.

And MC for the tournament.

Ah, my mother used to sing for the prisoners

at our gulag when I was a child.

How wonderful.

Until she was executed for stealing a loaf of bread.

I'm really sorry to hear that.

It was a long time ago.

So we have salmon ceviche.

The heart says yes,

but the reflux says no.

Old man.

Thought you'd be playing Snap in the nursing home by now.

Nope. Still here.

Jack Grayling.

"Dead Eye" Stan.

Want me to order you something

a little easier on the stomach?

No thanks.

I'll stick with my milk.

-Milk. -Don't mind if I do.

Still acting like every meal is your last.

Is that meant to offend me, 'cause actually it doesn't.

You got mayo on your chin.

Oh, come on.

Do we wait for "The Widow"?

No. Get on with it.

Mm hmm.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to our first Global Poker Stars

Invitational Tournament.

This is a $1 million buy-in game.

Winner takes-

Am I late?

[Yuval] Wendy "The Widow" Weston.

Self-taught after her husband was shot dead

at a game of Seven Card Stud.

Poker's original rock chick.

It is good to see a woman in the tournament.

Just doing my bit for the sisterhood.

Well, there's plenty of testosterone flying around.

Once I sit at that table, my balls are as big as anyone's.

Looking good, Wendy.

Not looking so bad yourself.

Don't you think it's time you stopped dressing in black?

Are you ever going to let him rest in peace?

I miss him as much as you do.

Somehow, I doubt that.

How about you coming later to my cabin?

We could, uh, catch up in private.

Let bygones be bygones,

for old time's sake?

That could be arranged.

It's complicated.

I'd like my men

to inspect where the chips and cards are stored.

I'm sorry, that's out of the question.

Why?

Ever the demanding child.

A spineless father is a lifetime curse

for a sensitive young boy?

Enough.

Our Siberian friend really isn't worth it.

Your beloved daughter might disagree.

The wisdom of age.

[laid back music]

Gentlemen,

and lady.

The game is Texas Hold 'Em.

Rebuys start at 500K.

The winner takes it all.

Good luck.

[laid back music]

Best of luck, everybody.

[tense music]

[Kate] How do we know who's winning the hand?

[Jack] Hard to tell

without seeing what they've got in their pocket.

10,000.

[Kate] Whose pocket?

[Jack] The cards they've got face down on the table.

Not for me.

[BL] Fold.

Raise 30K.

[tense music]

Fold.

Just you and me, Lomax.

Before we continue,

I'd like to thank you all

for your generosity this evening.

Beware complacency, Mr. Lomax.

I knew a sad little man

who looked a lot like you.

Thought he had it made just before I crushed him.

[tense music]

Reraise.

60K.

[tense music]

100,000.

This is getting interesting.

[tense music]

All in.

[Jack] Volkov has gone all in.

He's put in at least a hundred thousand.

Let's see what you got.

[Jack] Pot's got to be worth half a mil.

[tense music]

King high.

Same.

But my fifth card beats yours.

[tense music]

What's in that watch?

You rat cheat!

Some sort of hidden camera?

[tense music]

Stop that!

Time to walk off, Mr. Volkov.

You're a worthless punk,

just like your father!

Since you are in good company.

I see you all in here!

Hey!

As a souvenir for the journey.

[tense music]

[Nicolai snarls]

[laid back music]

Thanks.

Well, Volkov's a bit of a sore loser, isn't he?

Well he's not used to being beaten,

especially by an amateur like Lomax.

It's all about saving face.

Well, I don't think any of them around that table

will shed a tear.

He's been nothing but rude to them since the start.

All parts of the game plan, love.

He likes to get inside your head.

Well, he's just lost half a million

so he might wanna give his game plan a rethink.

You know,

I think you'd make a pretty good poker player yourself.

-Really? -Mm hmm.

Controlled, competitive,

cool under pressure.

Some people might even say, uptight.

Uptight?

You and Piers are well suited.

Is this about the engagement?

Just a casual observation.

Well, some of us have responsibilities, Jack.

We know when to leave the party.

You think performing is easy?

Well I know you never seem to stop.

Must be exhausting for you.

We work on a cruise ship.

It's supposed to be fun.

Piers and I have plenty of fun, thank you.

What?

I've noticed you've not been wearing your ring.

I don't need a ring to define me, Jack.

[upbeat music]

[Jamil knocks on door]

Mr. Volkov?

Your morning coffee.

[tense music]

Mr. Volkov?

[Jamil gasps]

Single puncture wound,

probably penetrating the right lung.

So someone stabbed him in the back.

Seems a fitting way to die.

Maybe not.

Check out his pupils.

They're like pinpoints.

Overdose?

These are track marks on his arm.

Let's check upstairs.

[moody music]

Bedside cabinet.

You might wanna bag it up.

Oh yeah.

Okay.

What have we got?

It seems Nicolai Volkov had a heroin habit.

He was shooting up smack when someone stabbed him.

Okay, right.

Well yeah, I suppose that could happen.

We've also got vomit on the bedsheets

and a half eaten burger.

Throwing up could have been a reaction to the drugs.

You might want to bag up that chip too

in case Forensics want to run prints on it.

So he came back here after the game,

he ordered room service,

he took a hit, threw his burger back up,

and then someone stabbed him.

Just about sums it up, yeah.

Well, then he must have known the killer.

Why else would he answer the door?

The obvious reason.

A woman.

Not necessarily.

He was flirting with "The Widow" at the reception.

In fact, he gave her his room key.

We'll get him to the med centre.

Do you think that one of the other players

could have done this?

Clearly all of them held some kind of grudge.

Yeah.

Obviously, our hearts go out to Nikolai's family

after such a shocking incident.

We play on.

Without discussion?

Hear, hear.

You think Volkov would've walked away if it was one of us?

Well, the captain has agreed to continue

with the tournament until we dock

and the police can come on board.

I came here to win.

Just saying, we gotta show some respect.

Anyone here have respect for that man?

[moody music]

Well, then.

Okay, all those in favour of continuing

with the second night of poker,

raise your hands.

Decision made.

[Yuval] This way, please.

[Jamil] Sir?

Thank you, son.

Well, at least you tried.

And that's all you can do.

You mind if I ask you something?

[Lee] Fire away.

Volkov says something to Lomax about his father

and you had to step in.

What was the deal there?

The Russian ruined his old man in a poker game.

Lomax Senior never was much of a player.

Ended up losing the family home to him.

The marriage ended and he died penniless.

He lost everything on a hand of cards?

Yep.

The game gets to some people like that.

Volkov took Lomax's dad for everything in a poker game

when Lomax was still a kid.

Left the family destitute.

I mean, that is one hell of a motive.

Also, I found this article in the sky lounge.

Poker Player Magazine.

Zeebub was Volkov's protege as a teenager.

It's pretty obvious

they can't stand each other's guts now.

[Jamil] What about "Dead Eye"?

Volkov made a comment about his daughter at the reception.

Any reaction?

Didn't bat an eyelid.

Other than that,

I could happily listen to the fellow talk all day.

What about "The Widow"?

Why do they call her that?

[Jack] Because her husband was shot dead

at a poker game.

[Kate] Any connection to Volkov?

No, but an old Interpol contact

told me there were rumours it was a Russian hit.

-Really? -Mm hmm.

[Kate] And we know that she had a room key.

Okay, I'll take "The Widow".

Surprise, surprise.

And the old guy.

And that leaves you with Lomax and Zeebub.

Er...

Unless that's a problem?

Jameson has warned me off.

He thinks that you're a bad influence.

He's always been a good judge of character.

Hmm.

You could always leave this one to the big boys.

No!

We just need to be discreet, that's all.

Right, remember,

any of these people could be the killer or the next victim.

Not to mention they wear poker faces for a living.

They're professional liars.

[laid back music]

Must have been tough after you lost your husband.

These things make or break you.

Certainly made you.

Had no choice.

Two teenage kids and a mortgage to pay.

So you taught yourself to play poker.

Turns out I was better than my old man all along.

So how did it feel

when the guy accused of killing your husband walked free?

Hardest part was explaining it to my girls.

And when he disappeared off the face of the earth?

Do you think I'm capable of murder?

Did you make any use of that room key

Volkov gave to you last night?

I'd love to be able to give you a lead for your case,

but no, I did not.

And were you aware of Volkov's heroin problem?

I heard he'd cleaned up years ago.

Really?

Did you know he was married

to "Dead Eye" Stannard's daughter April?

No.

Oh.

Sid and Nancy of the poker circuit.

Sex, drugs and rock and roll, all the way.

Serious addicts until he checked into rehab.

At which point, he dumped her.

April ran home to daddy, still hooked on the junk.

That was the last I heard of her.

Feeling lucky?

I'm always lucky, baby.

I didn't realise that Volkov bankrolled your early career.

What of it?

Oh, nothing.

Must have been really exciting.

He was only interested in making money in me.

Why did it end?

It just did.

I had a bad run.

He wanted to change the way I played.

I refused and I lost big in a tournament in Singapore.

So he dumped me.

He left me with no money, no flight.

And he even took my passport.

I couldn't pay the hotel bill

and ended up in Changi Prison for six months.

I got deported back to Mumbai

and I've had to start again from scratch.

It's taken me years.

That must have been really hard for you.

I was 18 and he didn't care if I lived or died.

I didn't see you in the bar

after the tournament last night.

I went back to my cabin.

Oh.

Alone, or...

I watched a movie.

What film did you watch?

Rom-com.

[BL drops coin in machine]

[machine bleeps]

Like I said, I'm always lucky.

[machine bleeps and dispenses coins]

[Jack] Mm hmm?

Concentrate.

Concentrating.

Got it?

This one.

Oh!

How'd you do that?

If I told ya,

I'd have to kill you.

You never mentioned that you were once

Nikolai Volkov's father-in-Law.

That is a period of my life

that I try not to dwell upon.

How's your daughter these days?

You leave April [coughs]

out of this. [coughs]

You okay?

Age is a cruel companion.

I, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

She lives at a nursing facility in my hometown.

She's safe.

She's close by.

So what did you do with yourself

after the game last night?

I used one of those breathing apparatus

to fall asleep at night.

And your Dr. Sharon provided me with some fresh oxygen

and that put me out like a light.

-Thanks. -Jack?

You know it's just sleight of hand.

Everyone loves a bit of magic.

[mellow music]

I read a profile on you in the FT.

Really?

Mm. Tough childhood.

Character building.

Sounds like Volkov had a lot to answer for.

Whatever circumstances our family found itself in

were down to one man only.

That's my father.

Still, I don't suppose you shed many a tear

over Volkov's death.

Not a single one.

Did you get chance to unwind

after the tournament last night?

Late supper with the captain.

I'm sure he'll confirm that for you.

[Kate] Great. Well, good chat.

Where would you like to see yourself

in five years' time, Miss Woods?

Oh, skippering my own ship.

Did you know I own a super yacht?

It's moored in Portofino.

Impressive.

My captain's about to retire.

[Kate] Right.

Details of the vessel are in here.

Once the tournament's over, perhaps you'd consider the post.

Are you trying to buy me off?

I'm simply offering a job

to someone with the potential to achieve a lot more

than her current position allows.

I'll triple what you currently earn.

Think about it.

[moody music]

[BK opens door]

Don't worry.

Fine, fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine, yep?

Okay?

See you later.

[Wendy closes door]

Hey! What couldn't wait?

Oh, I just wanted to see how things went with Lomax.

Jack, you've called me down from the bridge for that?

In case you'd forgotten there's a murderer on board.

Yeah, well his alibi checked out.

"The Widow's" holds up, too.

She ordered room service around 11:30

and Jamil delivered it personally.

Okay, what about "Dead Eye"?

The doc said that she brought him oxygen

around the same time

"The Widow" was tucking into her seaweed wrap.

He was already in his PJs.

She helped him hook up his breathing gear

and didn't leave till after one.

Which leaves Mr. Zeebub and his rom-com.

I spoke to Housekeeping.

There's no history of him

streaming a movie last night, obviously.

And no one to back up his story.

No.

[Jamil opens door]

Jack, I just saw Zeebub leaving "The Widow's" cabin.

Could you hear what they were talking about?

No, not really, but,

look.

[moody music]

Jamil, me and you stay on BL.

Kate, you keep on digging on Lomax, yeah?

Yeah, absolutely.

Leave it with me.

Let me see.

[moody music]

BL was wearing that last night.

Yes, definitely.

Does that look like blood to you?

It could be.

[Lee coughs]

Hope you haven't been hustling our guests

with that Find the Lady scam.

Who, me?

[Jack] Quick question.

Fire away.

Wendy Weston and BL-ZEEBUB.

[Lee] What about them?

Do they have any kind of connection?

You mean outside of poker?

Any other history?

Nah, not that I know of.

But I will say this. [coughs]

"The Widow" certainly knows how to hook a fish

and reel it in. [coughs]

You sure you're not coming down with something?

All good.

Excuse me,

I have to visit the little boys' room.

Mr. Zeebub was seen leaving your cabin this morning.

Oh, you know what they say?

What happens at sea stays at sea.

So you two are...

Ugh, I just take my kicks where I can get them these days.

Whilst you're here,

do you recognise this picture?

Of course.

It's a photograph of my husband the night he was murdered.

But do you recognise anyone else in the photograph?

Like who?

Nicolai Volkov?

He was there the night that your husband was shot.

Yeah.

Yeah, I've been reading up on the case.

He was supposed to be a key witness

for the prosecution, right?

So he took the money and ran.

So you think he was paid off.

Why else would he leave the country

the night before he was due to give evidence?

And you never got justice?

I don't even know what that word means any more.

[moody music]

So we found query bloodstains on Zeebub's shell suit.

Sharon's running some tests

and if it's "All In's" blood, we can nail him.

Great!

Yeah.

What's that?

Oh, it's, er, nothing.

Well, it doesn't look like nothing.

It is a job offer.

What, to work on a super yacht?

To skipper it, yeah.

Does that thing belong to Lomax?

Maybe.

One minute you're grilling him,

the next thing he's trying to instal you

on his wonder boat.

So you think that this is a bribe?

Well do I think a billionaire murder suspect

might dangle an amazing career opportunity

to put you off the scent?

As if.

You haven't for one minute considered

that I might just be the ideal candidate for the job.

I guess everyone has their price.

You know what, Jack?

If you don't trust me,

I'll just have to solve this case without you.

Hey, doc.

Oh Jack, glad you're here.

Did you have a look at that tracksuit top?

Ketchup, not blood.

Oh.

-But I've got bigger news. -Yeah?

Volkov's results.

Go on.

As well as morphine,

there was ricin in his system.

Any idea how it got there?

Hard to say for sure, but,

this inflammation's consistent

with him handling something contaminated.

That be enough to see him off?

If his hand touched his mouth and he ingested it, yeah.

One of the deadliest poisons on earth.

It doesn't take much to kill someone.

So someone tried to poison him?

Certainly he looks that way.

[moody music]

[upbeat music]

How's it going?

Lomax is still winning every other hand.

You playing or what?

Yeah. [coughs]

I'm just...

Let's go and check out Lomax's cabin.

[laid back music]

[upbeat music]

[Jack] Movie night, is it?

[tense music]

[Wendy] What's the holdup, Lomax?

[BL] Yeah, let's play poker!

This tournament is terminated.

[BL] What?

[Lee] Excuse me?

[moody music]

[Beverley] What's going on, Jack?

Give that back!

I'm afraid Mr. Lomax is a cheat.

He switched the ship's cards with his own identical sets.

Each fitted with a computer chip

that sends images of everyone's hand back to his cabin,

then over to him via

a listening device inside of his cap.

So he knew every card that was dealt in every game?

Exactly.

Did Volkov find out?

Is that why he was murdered?

No. He was killed for other reasons.

Isn't that right, Mr. Zeebub?

I'm afraid you've been played like a Stradivarius.

Miss Weston openly admits you were sleeping together.

So?

Yeah, she was flirty with your former mentor.

For old time's sake?

[Jack] In order to get hold of a key card for his room.

-Why? -That could be arranged.

Because she talked you into doing her dirty work

of avenging his betrayal at her husband's murder trial.

And for the months spent languishing in Changi jail.

You've got no proof of that.

Unfortunately,

your notorious appetite proved to be your downfall.

You couldn't resist a bite

of that room service burger, could you?

And what's left of it has been bagged up as evidence.

So when we dock, the police will run DNA and dental tests.

I'm sure you'll be on the global database,

given your criminal record.

She had nothing to do with it.

-How chivalrous. -I'm serious!

It really is love then.

I wouldn't say it's reciprocated.

Anyway, luckily for you,

it may be difficult to prove

that the stabbing actually killed him,

because when you came to stab him,

he was already unconscious,

seemingly from an OD.

Mr. Stannard.

Mr. Grayling.

Look, do you mind me asking how long you've got left?

Weeks, a month or two maybe at most.

Cancer of the lung.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Thanks.

Nicolai Volkov

broke your daughter April's heart and spirit.

He most certainly did.

I contacted the clinic to talk to April.

Well, you had no right to do that.

But when they divorced, she made a suicide attempt,

which has left her in a permanent coma.

Resident of a care facility in Las Vegas since 2014.

She hasn't spoken to anyone in years.

This tournament gave you a last chance of payback.

And what a way to do it!

You know, give the former addict an overdose

with your own morphine supply.

Excellent detective work, Jack.

Although I very seriously doubt

that I will be around for the trial.

"Dead Eye" didn't know

that Volkov had already been poisoned

earlier that day with ricin.

And that got me thinking,

why would any of you three feel the need to poison him?

You know, given the stabbing and the fake OD?

And I remembered that you threw a gambling chip at Volkov

just before he stormed out

with your creepy surgical gloves on.

Maybe that was contaminated with ricin.

This is ridiculous.

Okay.

Here's the chip.

Take off your gloves and take the chip out of the bag.

Take them off.

If you're innocent,

you've got nothing to be scared of.

I refuse to take part in this charade.

Do you know what?

I think I actually believe you.

So I'm gonna take the chip out of the bag

and hopefully you don't end up on a double murder charge.

No.

Close the damn bag.

So how are you gonna prove

that any of us actually murdered him?

Luckily, that's not my job.

Let's see what a jury think.

Stupid question, but are we locking them all up?

Not "The Widow".

Unless this mug sees sense.

Go easy on Mr. Stannard.

You're a true gentleman, Jack.

[BL] She made me do it.

-Shut up! -It was all her idea!

She's like a snake charmer!

[moody music]

[Kate laughs]

[Piers laugh]

I mean this is literally one big boys' club,

isn't it, this boat?

Have you only just noticed?

Right!

More mojitos.

No, no, I'm fine.

I'm having one.

Don't you think you've had enough?

I'm having fun, Piers.

Because Jack Grayling

thinks that I am an uptight prig.

Since when do you care what Jack Grayling thinks?

I was offered a job today.

Skippering my own big super yacht.

Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?

Because I

was keeping my cards close to my chest.

Which is something that you

would know all about.

Wouldn't you, Piers de Vresse?

Let's get you back to the cabin.

I don't need your help.

[Kate yelps]

[Kate laughs]

I'm fine! I'm fine.

There is nothing to see here!

Someone's had a big night.

Well, it is not every day

that you catch four killers on one case, is it?

Woo!

Was that chip,

was it fake

or was it real?

Let's get you to bed.

Okay.

-Yeah? -Mm hmm.

This way.

Come on.

[Jack laughs]

-Jack! -Hmm?

Can you believe

that Piers has applied for the staff ca,

sorry, staff captain job and didn't even tell me?

Well now you mention it, yeah.

Just, just, ssh.

And as, as for Jameson,

that stuffed shirt.

I don't think

he's got any intention,

he hasn't, of giving me that job.

I just,

yeah?

[Kate laughs]

He thinks

that I am a silly

girly girl, doesn't he?

His loss.

Well, no it's not.

It's mine.

I don't normally drink because it makes me go a bit crazy.

Key.

Please. [laughs]

[Kate laughs]

What you need is some water.

[Kate] You're not sick of the sight of it?

-Of what? -Bloody water! [laughs]

You had me going when Lomax offered you that job.

I thought you might actually jump ship.

Got to admit it though,

the idea of you not being around any more

scared the living daylights out me.

[mellow music]

Night night.

Are you ready for him?

[Crowd] Yeah!

I'm delighted to welcome on stage

your resident house singer, Jack Grayling!

[crowd cheers]

[upbeat music]

the things you do to me

the way you are

that you got through to me

you are a star

baby, that's the truth.

is such a thrill

baby, that's no lie

[crowd cheers]

what was happening to me

you and I'm aflame

how wonderful it is

to do are just the same

baby, that's the truth

is such a thrill

baby, that's no lie

baby, that's the truth

is such a thrill

baby, that's no lie

[crowd cheers]

[upbeat music]

run away now

in your life

horizon in the sky

caught up with you