Inspector Lewis (2006–2015): Season 2, Episode 2 - Music to Die For - full transcript
Ageing gay lecturer R.G. Cole is strangled after going to watch an illegal bare knuckle boxing match. He was also due to stage a Wagner festival sponsored by South African club owner Hansie Kriel, whose daughter Sarah was literally being fought over by two of the young boxers. One of them, student Milo Hardy, is also murdered following a trip to Berlin, where Hansie plans to open a new club and from where Cole's protege Richard Helm and his mother Valli escaped during the Cold War. Robbie believes that the victims were about to identify the Stasi informant responsible for Valli's liberal husband's death over twenty years before and sends Sergeant Hathaway to Germany to prove this . The culprit's identity will unfortunately play havoc with Robbie's love life.
"The decline and fall
of the Iron Curtain."
Or should that be "Milo Hardy's
academic promise" (?)
Oh, come on!
I worked my arse off on this!
Ooh, it's still in decent working
order, by the look of it!
(CHUCKLES) The domino effect
is well described,
but you are thin
on the reform movements
and you're very weak on East
How did a country with the most
feared secret police in Europe
collapse in 24 hours?
You should talk to Richard Helm for
first-hand experience of that.
Again, please. Again?
By next Wednesday.
If you work hard, you might
still scrape an upper second.
Here we are, Richard!
Siegfried and the giant Fafnir!
I don't know
why I let you talk me into it.
Ah, a stiffener,
that's what you need.
Two glasses of champagne, please.
Ooh, I suppose she's
your type, is she (?)
You needn't say it with such
Excuse me, sir.
I'm afraid we have a house rule.
You can't sign in the same guest
twice. Oh, don't be ridiculous!
I'm organising the Wagner recital
here next week.
You're very welcome
to stay, sir, but not your guest.
No, your boss wouldn't want
my friend's exclusion.
You're risking your job -
Excuse me, sir.
I think you've had a bit too much to
drink. Thank you, Ryan.
Nein! Das ist nicht gut!
Will you calm down!
Do you want me to phone the police?
Stupid man. Come on.
Ah, what have we here?
Richard, hurry up with that whisky,
As he was valiant, I honour him.
But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep,
"From sleep we wake eternally and
death shall be no more."
Oh, don't give me Shakespeare
at this time of night!
It's John Donne, sir.
How's the insomnia?
In better shape than I am!
What we got?
Deceased is an RG Cole.
He might have disturbed a burglar
at his friend's house.
Both fellows at Savile College.
Here we are - No.38.
Here you go, sir.
Good evening, sir.
Got quite a shiner!
Neighbours hear or see anything?
No, but the back door wasn't locked.
Hello. Oh! Didn't have to get all
dolled up on my account!
It was a pick-up line
in Lewis's day!
Judging by the state of his neck,
I'd say he was strangled.
Oh, great -
you obviously don't need me,
so I can go back to the party
I was enjoying! Am I wrong?
From behind, he was pulled
backwards and off balance,
so he couldn't turn and fight. His
attacker must have been very strong.
It's hard to strangle a man.
Believe me, I've tried!
You can see from the mess, he kicked
out as he was being throttled.
The body was pulled
down onto the floor
and there was a bit of material
snagged on the floorboard by his
Part of some sort of logo. Could
have come from the ligature.
A lot of books in German.
Apparently, Richard Helm
was born in Germany.
He says there's an antique clock
missing from over there.
No-one went through his pockets, did
they? No, I haven't looked yet.
When did you find the body? When
I returned from the off-licence.
RG wanted Scotch. I didn't have any.
How did you come by the black eye,
Er, we were at the Portobello Club.
RG was rather drunk. There was
a silly scuffle with the doorman.
So you were gone, what, ten minutes?
And during that time somebody sneaked
in and murdered your friend Mr Cole?
Did you have an argument?
No. We've been friends for 20 years.
Yes, I'm a bachelor.
No, I had no carnal appetite for RG.
I'm depressingly heterosexual.
And Mr RG Cole, sir?
He was gay, but he
He met my father in Germany
when I was at school,
for a fellowship here.
Why didn't they just take
what they wanted and go?
No unidentified fingerprints found.
If there was an intruder,
he was wearing gloves.
This receipt for the whisky's
time and date, stamped -
there was still time for Helm to have
done it when he got back from the
I want to know if he's lying about
that black eye.
The Portobello Club confirmed there
was an incident between two people
and the manager. Portobello?
It's a new place on Market Street,
for fashionable idiots.
Actually, Lewis, a lot of quite
interesting and intelligent people
Haven't you heard of the Kriels?
They're South African.
Hansie Kriel owns clubs in New York
Ann is an extraordinary woman. Knows
everybody, does masses for charity.
I'll take your word for it, ma'am.
No ales... No taps... They certainly
do do things differently round here!
I was wrong about
Present company excepted, I hope?
I won't bite your head off. I'm
enough of an African to take a joke.
I've got a skin like an elephant's
hide. I'm Hansie Kriel.
And you are...?
Detective Inspector Lewis.
Anyway, you're not alone.
Everybody said Oxford wasn't ready
for a smart club. I wouldn't know.
I thought I was indulging my wife,
but so far she seems to be right.
The university may be full of grey
but we seem to get our share of
glitterati. We sell a lot of vintage
Could you tell us about the fight
that happened here last night?
A storm in a teacup, according to my
star witness - Tom, my manager.
Can we talk to him, please?
I can tell you that my employee
on the door behaved impeccably.
Hi, I'm Ann Kriel. Is this about
that stupid incident with those dons
last night? Yeah.
OK. Let me deal with it. I was here,
so... I'll catch you later, maybe.
So we've got CCTV. It should tell
you everything you need to know.
You'll see just how wicked
these Oxford dons can be.
Oh, no surprise there!
Mm. You know, maybe we should bar
Just let...you know, real people in.
"Real"? I'd hazard a guess
she's flirting with you, sir.
Cor! Call that a haymaker?
It's a John Wayne thing.
Ah, never mind.
if one of them wasn't dead.
Don't say anything funny or clever.
No matter how hard I try,
I can't seem to keep away.
The lab found traces of DNA on the
fabric on the nail.
It's low-grade stuff,
but it might give us an indication.
What was the ligature?
This might cheer you up.
Flexible, black, woven-cotton twill
with some coloured fabric showing.
Turns out to be the logo of a
well-known sportswear manufacturer.
Apparently, it can only be this.
What is that?
It's a hand wrap. They use it under
to prevent injuries to small bones
of the hand.
RG Cole's only relative is an elder
sister who lives in Ottawa.
He's lived in the same college
since he was an undergraduate.
He's a lecturer in European history
and president of the Wagner Society.
The Iris Murdoch school
of interior design!
I've seen worse.
This is what he'll be famous for,
Hitler And German Culture.
A college feast last night,
Says he was going to see Broughton
Trawl through the university list,
see if you can spot him - or her.
Here's the journal.
Never trust tittle-tattle.
Live and breathe it, in this job.
(READS) Big row. The Helm obsession.
Wotan - Siegfried. Patricide!
OK. Helm killed his own father,
then Cole found out.
Nah, I don't think that's anything.
They're all Wagner nuts, aren't they?
Anyway, I seem to remember Wotan was
Siegfried's grandfather in The Ring,
so it can't be patricide.
Absolutely did not have you
marked down as a Wagnerian.
I'm not, really.
I knew someone who was.
Hello, what's this?
Come on, Hardy. Nice and sharp.
Good lad. Good lad!
Inspector Lewis, Oxfordshire Police.
We're investigating a murder that may
be connected with the boxing world.
Could you let us have the names
of everyone who trains here?
No problem. I'll photocopy the list.
You just train students?
Seems a good plan.
It's the university boxing club.
What you think you're looking for,
you won't find it here.
Plenty of headbangers, but no
A man was strangled
using one of these.
I've known them used
for all sorts of purposes,
not all of them decent -
but not that.
All right, Hardy. That's enough.
Any other boxing clubs near?
Not within 30 miles.
Where's Roth today?
How should I know?
Well, he won't get his blue
lounging in bed.
The name "Broughton"
mean anything to you?
was a famous prize fighter.
That's the only Broughton I know.
Milo Hardy, where were you between
the hours of nine and midnight last
I was at the college feast
and then I was here, training.
Can you prove it?
There was no-one here after ten.
Why? What's this about?
Your tutor, RG Cole, was murdered
I'm sorry if it's a shock.
I had a tutorial with him yesterday.
He was a...bachelor, I gather?
Yeah - as in "old queen".
He liked to watch boxing, though,
He wasn't looking for sex.
He liked the ideal -
Greek or Roman perfection.
Look, he was a decent bloke.
Made us laugh.
That's an up-to-date list of boxers.
I know every one of those young men
like my sons.
None of them would hurt a fly
outside of the boxing ring.
Let's hope so. Could we take a look
at the locker room?
Whose locker's this?
One loose hand wrap,
Whose are these things?
Well, this one isn't torn, but I
wouldn't mind seeing its mate.
Boxing gets rid of aggression.
Doesn't cause it.
I reckon you could say the same
Think Cole was trying it on
with one of his undergraduates?
Possible. They can take care
of themselves. If you say so.
You occasionally wonder,
don't they have some duty of care,
To what, to students?
Same lot who run us ragged crashing
cars, jumping off bridges,
drinking their own body weight
Sorry. No, you just took me
by surprise, that's all. I...
Hey, aren't you supposed
to be in college?
Aw... Come here.
Mum, I've never wanted
anything so much.
You know it's the wrong thing to do,
but you can't stop yourself.
Right. Now, you listen to me.
You're just a child.
I know you think you're an adult.
Nobody has any right to judge you.
Do you hear me?
Who are you looking for, anyway?
Oh, I was just...
I'm just expecting a note
from your father's lawyer.
You know, we're still squabbling
over this settlement and...
Well, talk about childish!
Wait - don't go
all Trappist monk on me!
Is that loud enough for you (?)
Look, I don't know what you think -
Do you want her? Yes or no?
If you want her,
you're gonna have to fight me.
You're kidding, right?
Last man standing.
Mate, it doesn't work like that.
It's a great privilege we enjoy in
this country. It's called freedom of
I'll bury you.
You know I will.
You've been in the wars.
Not like that, you don't. Amateur
boxers have protective headgear.
OK, so I was in
a bit of a rough pub.
Some townies were mouthing off.
Had a bit of nerve, to be honest,
but I shouldn't have reacted the way
I did, cos I was outnumbered.
The Sceptre. Nine-ish.
Fists flowing all over the place
Look, erm... Is this going to take
long? Cos I need to be somewhere.
Sorry. Bit of a day.
If you could just account for your
between 9:30 and 12 midnight.
I er...managed to extricate myself
from the gutter,
crawl into a tux and
get to the college feast.
I mean, about a hundred people saw
me. Ask Sarah Kriel.
She sat next to me.
We found this hand wrap
in your locker.
Any idea where the other one is?
I...don't really have a locker.
You just take what's available.
Are these yours?
Yes. Would you be willing to give us
a DNA sample,
just so we can eliminate you from
I didn't want to wake you.
Are you spying on me?
That's my mum's stuff.
What did you give me the keys for,
if you didn't want me to use them?
Been snooping in my room, too?
Why, is that an invitation?
I should get that.
Ah! Sarah Kriel?
Inspector Lewis, Oxford Police. Aah!
Sorry. I didn't think you were home.
Right. Well, erm, Mum's out.
Actually, we were hoping you could
provide us with an alibi for Jack
Saturday night college feast.
Er, yeah. College feast. Of course.
Jack was there, so what's the
problem? No problem.
We were worried he might have gotten
himself into some trouble.
Bruise on his face.
He said he was in a pub fight,
but the pub in question is under
I don't know anything about all
I'll tell you one thing,
they're bloody awful liars!
Have you thought about camomile tea?
What is this, pastoral care?
All right. Go home.
You look done in.
That's more like it!
What, you're not planning to join as
well, are you?
in the Club this week.
RG Cole is listed as the contact.
Should be right up your street, sir.
Your old mate Wagner.
How are you getting on?
Not great, but I like the old place
so I'll live with the ghost.
It seems that RG Cole was due to
meet someone called Broughton
as well as you
the night he died?
I can't help you with that one.
He had pupils in other colleges.
Your row with RG Cole... There
was a curious note in his journals -
something about Siegfried
I don't really remember a row.
Friendship with RG
was one perpetual argument.
But you said he knew your father?
He came to our house once,
when he was a young don
researching a book.
That was in my teens.
What was your father?
Possibly the world's greatest
authority on Wagner.
Leipzig University, East Germany.
Yeah. My father died in 1985.
That's when we came here. So Cole
recommended Oxford to your mother?
No. No, in fact it was
a devotee of Wagner
who corresponded with my father.
You might even have known him.
He was a policeman here.
Here - Glyndebourne, 1981.
Sadly not a good production.
Yes, I knew Chief Inspector Morse.
I knew him very well.
I never got to know him.
But my mother...did.
Is she still around?
She works in the music shop on the
Broad. Thank you for your help.
Oh, erm, one other thing...
The bouncer at the club
whom RG attempted to punch...
I got the feeling
perhaps he knew him.
Take the bill, please.
Yes, Mr Pettigrew.
Sorry. Yeah, Tom, I was hoping to
speak to the bouncer
who ran into those two dons last
night. Oh, those two?
You want Ryan Gallen.
He works weekends.
I've got a number for him somewhere.
Yeah, Ryan was supposed to be on his
He's not the brightest bulb on
the tree, or the best time-keeper.
But Mrs Kriel has
a soft spot for him.
Can you vouch for him last night,
after the incident?
I couldn't swear to it. He was
supposed to be here,
but I didn't see him.
This could be an old number.
I could never reach him on it.
Are you all right?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Someone following you?
I'm fine. I was just...
Would you like me to see you home?
You seemed really frightened just
then. Oh, no, I'm fine.
Oh, you live above the shop?
Hansie, my soon-to-be-ex-husband,
uses it when he's in town
and, well, I sometimes flop here
if it's a late night
and he's not around, you know,
which is often.
You seem to be burning
the midnight oil.
Yeah, well, it's
the story of my life.
It takes a while to settle down in
Oh, no, no. Oxford
suits me just fine.
You know, my daughter's studying
here for four years
and, well, Dimittus is based here.
That's where I've just been.
It's a charity for refugees.
It's my "soapbox", as Hansie
This man, he is one of the greatest
musicians in the world.
Now, he plays a kora -
it's a type of a lute
and he has got a library of songs in
his head that goes back centuries.
But you know, his government
see him as a threat,
so he is currently
in a camp near Dover
awaiting deportation back to prison.
How did you get involved?
I'm just one of those sad people
that's always looking for a cause.
Just... Charities and nightclubs.
It's an unusual list.
Yeah, you're not kidding!
You know, I sometimes feel like
I've got an angel on one shoulder
and a devil on the other.
Jury's out at the moment.
But you know, maybe...
Maybe one day, when I'm shot
of this bloody divorce, I...
Hey, thank you for being so kind.
Erm, I'd like
to treat you to dinner.
Oh, there's no need for that.
I just looked in for five minutes
to make sure you were all right.
Yeah, I know you're busy, but...
I think it would be nice.
Yes, I do, actually.
Milo Hardy, what can I do for you?
It's bad about RG.
I'm doing this essay on the last
days of Communism.
He said you could give me
some stuff on East Germany -
how the Berlin Wall fell down,
the events that led up to it.
I'm sure RG Cole's death releases
you from any obligation
to deliver the essay.
I discovered something.
By accident, really, and it's sort
of bothering me.
I'm afraid I can't help you. I got
out of Germany when I was 18,
before the Berlin Wall came down.
I mean, it's about you, personally.
What is this? Some sort of joke?
Hello. Could you show me
where you keep the Wagner?
Yes, of course. What
did you have in mind?
There's a recital, you know.
Yeah, I heard.
Would I be right in thinking
that in The Ring
Siegfried breaks Wotan's spear...
Signalling the end of the gods?
Ja, that's right.
But Wotan isn't Siegfried's father
and Siegfried doesn't kill him?
I was just checking that patricide
doesn't come into it anywhere.
I'm thinking you might know
an ex-colleague of mine,
Chief Inspector Morse.
Yes, I did.
You were at Morse's funeral.
That's right. I was a sergeant then.
His whipping boy.
You must have known him well.
He was very good to me.
May I ask why you left East Germany?
Huh! They were only too pleased
to get rid of us. Why was that?
They just didn't like my husband.
Magnus was too much appreciated
in the West, perhaps.
How do you know this?
I've met your son.
Tell me about RG Cole.
There are Wagner lovers and...
You didn't like him?
He is one of
your typically English liberals.
A Communist in his 20s
and a neo-Conservative at 50.
Did you not know he's dead?
He was murdered in your son's house.
Hasn't he told you?
Richard doesn't speak to me and...
..I don't read the papers.
I'm sorry to upset you.
Mein Gott. Mein Gott.
May I ask your name?
With a W?
"Always remembered. Forever. W."
I haven't thought
about him in a long time.
Been nice to have met you.
Did you like him?
It was a bit like a marriage,
except I already had a wife.
What have you got?
Acres, the boxing-club guy.
You know he was talking about Jack
Broughton invented the rudimentary
rules of boxing. Wasn't that
the Marquess of Queensberry?
No, Broughton was 100 years before,
much more brutal.
No kicking or gouging, or anything,
but the winner
was the last man standing.
Bare knuckle? Yeah. Could explain
Jack Roth's injuries.
Illegal fighting in Oxford?
You think we'd have heard about it.
The farmer up in Holton
who was holding dog fights
for a cut of the gambling operation?
Dangerous Dogs Act did
for his little earner!
Exactly, but according
to RG Cole's calendar,
he was due to meet Broughton
You know that saying
about the fat lady singing?
Apparently, that's Brunhilde
from the end of Wagner's Ring.
It's never all over when she starts
She goes on for another half hour!
That sounds just like what you need
for a good night's sleep, sir.
Come on. The bugger
must be in the place by now.
Hold on, fellas.
All right? Oi!
I can't believe it.
POLICE! Everybody stay where you are!
Just a minute.
I've done nothing wrong.
I heard about this in the pub.
Empty your pockets.
That's all legal.
What's your name?
I'm arresting you.
What for? I'm just a punter.
Giving a false identity!
Your name's Ryan Gallen. You work as
a bouncer at the Portobello Club.
Youth detention, theft and
a malicious wounding ten years ago.
They confiscated 15 mobile phones,
two of which had some very
on Jack Roth's fight.
Why didn't you tell us you were
at the bare-knuckle fight?
I didn't want to get Jack Roth
RG told me I was going
to a boxing match.
And what happened at this fight?
Apparently, Jack Roth was
under pressure from some gamblers
to throw the fight,
but RG was having none of it.
So who won?
Well, Jack Roth did.
It got pretty hairy afterwards.
You go to a place packed with
and a couple of hours later,
your friend is murdered!
You don't think there
might be a connection?
RG was killed by a burglar.
It's obvious to me.
Why isn't it to you?
What's in it for you, Ryan?
Have real fighting,
like the old days.
It's cock-fighting for humans!
Please don't tell us that this is
all about sport!
You can't stop people having a
Oh, I'm beginning to lose
my patience with this!
You get some student
who thinks he's tough,
except the punters
don't know he's not.
He looks a bit useful. Maybe
he's a bit bigger than our boy.
But he's dog meat.
You clean up.
Except the last Saturday night,
he won, which means YOU lost.
I wasn't there that night.
We can link you to the murdered man
twice in one night.
RG Cole told Jack Roth
not to throw the fight.
How much did you lose? Thousands?
I don't know
what you're talking about.
And afterwards, he caused a bit of
fuss at the Portobello Club.
Threw you a Nazi salute. You must
have loved that!
I did my job - minimum fuss.
He was dead within the hour.
There's only one problem there.
I never left work.
You ask Ann Kriel.
She'll tell you -
I was there all night.
And if you've got the CCTV footage,
you'll see me go back inside.
I never followed him.
Are you all right?
Anything? No. Either he's a domestic
goddess, or - Or he's never here.
Nothing in the fridge.
No underwear, either.
Nothing in the cupboard?
Freshly-cleaned suit. I found this
in the pocket.
Dry-cleaning fluid doesn't seem to
work on pencil.
33M? Clothing size?
♪ WAGNER: Orchestral Interlude
"It's me, Ann Kriel."
"Are you free for dinner?"
"Right now, if you like."
"It would be perfect for me.
What are you up to, anyway?"
So I designed and I ran
the first club in London
and then Hansie brought in
the money to expand
and we went into America.
Honestly, it's like a world tour
with him. Next stop, Berlin.
Hansie's fallen in love
with the place
and he's made some very...
interesting friends out there, so...
Anyway, I wish him luck.
You don't sound too keen.
Oh, it's just not
for me. Not any more.
To get involved in all this...
The hours must be a killer.
that was the appeal.
I'm a chronic insomniac.
You and me both!
Ah, you see? Kindred spirits.
Don't know what it is with me.
I normally sleep like a log.
It is ghosts?
It came as a shock
to hear you say it out loud.
Don't look back.
The way you do?
Well, I try.
To new beginnings.
By the way, your manager couldn't
vouch for Ryan Gallen's movements the
Any way he could have slipped out
without you knowing?
What's this? Is this shop talk?
No, actually our video link was down
and he was trying to repair it until
the early hours, so...
You do know he has a criminal record?
No, I didn't know that.
Jesus! He should have been vetted.
I don't know. I've been
all over the place recently.
I think maybe this divorce
settlement's finally starting
to get to me.
Don't look back. Don't look back.
Hi. Glad to see
you're being well looked after.
That looks like
the end of our dinner. I'm sorry.
Every time I go into that flat
I smell an aftershave
that isn't mine.
Now I know whose it is.
Not guilty, Mr Kriel.
I'm strictly a soap-and-water man.
It doesn't surprise me. She has
a weakness for men like you.
Men like what?
How much do you earn?
45K a year, if you're lucky?
Do you know what my wife will be
worth when she divorces me?
Maybe you do.
Maybe if you stopped
harassing your wife,
she wouldn't need to look for support
where she could find it.
What do you mean?
Can't it wait?
Sorry, I have to go.
Yep. That's his window, up there.
He was found by a night porter
And for once, I can give you
an exact time of death - look.
Found this note in his pocket.
All for the love of Sarah.
Broken neck. It may have been
but he didn't die jumping
from his college window.
He was found on the paving, but
there was soil on his clothes.
And, more importantly, there were
particles of the same soil
found inside each nostril.
His last breaths -
good old Jurassic Oxford clay.
with Epsom salts.
It strengthens your stems
and brings out your colour.
I can tell you're not a gardener.
I would say it was a fair bet
he fell among roses.
You think he was moved?
Yes, and quickly.
Judging from the body temperature,
he'd been dead from one to two
hours. But the watch said 11.
So he was a rubbish time-keeper,
like most members
of the brutish sex.
How many tall buildings in Oxford
But that's your job.
Lewis, I found nothing to suggest
that it was a murder.
Oh, come on!
All I said was, the body was moved.
There are no marks on the body
to suggest a struggle.
Anyway, what about the note?
Never trust suicide notes
that aren't hand-written.
Go easy on my daughter, please.
See you, Dad.
Is it OK to talk?
We don't know. He fell.
I understand Milo Hardy was your
How long have you got (?)
When did you last see him, Sarah?
Milo? Erm... The other evening. You
were there. I remember.
He'd um...he'd let himself in.
I found him at the top of the house.
He often did that - let himself in?
Sarah, if you could just tell me
where you were
between 10 and 11 last night?
I was in bed.
Milo challenged me to a duel.
Can you believe that?
What sort of duel?
And you agreed to it?
Meeting at Holton?
Or saw sense?
Did you...see him,
talk to him after that?
Is that it?
OK, that's great.
Thank you very, very much. Bye.
At least we know now why Milo didn't
turn up to his romantic duel.
He was in Berlin.
There was a ticket for the tram,
in his pocket, to Alexanderplatz.
He flew out of Birmingham on Monday
night and was back early yesterday
Shows up on his credit card. The
airline confirms he was on board.
What was he doing in Berlin?
Essay about Communist Europe.
Expensive research trip!
I mean, a bus to take you to the
library, maybe, but...a plane?
How was your dinner last night, sir?
Fillet steak and a lot of posh mash.
Ich habe Siegfried gefunden.
Found. "I have found Siegfried."
Schoolboy German. I knew it
would come in handy sometime!
Wotan - Siegfried - patricide
in RG Cole's journal. Wagner again?
No, neither Siegfried nor Wotan
murdered their father in The Ring.
This has got nothing to do
with Wagner at all.
Who's Valli, when he's at home?
That's Milo spelling it
phonetically. It should have a W.
Walli, the diminutive of Waltraud.
WALTRAUD: Yes, I think I know him.
He was a student of RG Cole's.
We found a note for you in his room.
"Ich habe Siegfried gefunden."
I've no idea what he meant.
Frau Helm, an innocent man has been
found murdered in your son's house.
Now one of his students is dead.
I want to know why.
(I want to work here. My pension
does not go very far. Please go.)
According to Milo Hardy's
he only made two calls yesterday.
One from Berlin and one from Oxford
about an hour before he died -
both of them to Richard Helm.
Yes, they're still in my call list.
I didn't recognise the number.
I don't know Hardy well.
I didn't teach him.
So why do you think
he was phoning you?
One of the calls was from Berlin.
He didn't leave a message.
He came to me because he wanted to
know about East Germany for an
We don't think
that's why he was there,
and I don't think you do, either.
He wanted to know about the Stasi -
the state police,
a subject I gladly put
to rest many years ago.
My father died of pneumonia while
he was under arrest by the Stasi,
the so-called "state security".
I gather you and your mother
It's a matter of pride on both
She insists on working in a shop
when I could easily support her.
It'll blow over.
That wasn't the impression she gave.
Tell me, Inspector, how many
informers do you imagine
were working for the Stasi
Half a million.
My mother thought that most of our
friends and probably all our family
were spying on us,
but whatever poison
was in East Germany,
I made a decision as a young man
to leave it all behind me.
Perhaps my mother would have been
happier if she had done the same.
Hallo, Ludi. Wie geht's?
No, I got the pictures.
I hope you know what
you're letting yourself in for,mate.
The Stasi Archive is just a few
hundred yards away from
where Milo got off the tram.
After Unification, the German
government kept all the surveillance
on ordinary citizens in the East
for public access.
How did a man like Helm's father,
an expert on German classical music,
become an enemy of the state?
But it was not just any classical
music - it's Wagner,
Hitler's favourite composer.
Mm, that's true.
Yeah, Morse was always a bit touchy
on that subject.
Didn't RG Cole go off to Leipzig
to meet Magnus Helm about his book?
Cole was a great socialist back then,
Could he have betrayed Magnus to the
Giving wife and/or son
Morse hasn't left me
any clues this time.
Just one of his old girlfriends.
Walli Helm, Flat 44, top floor.
Must have gone away.
Get out your goody bag,
grab us a soil sample.
I've just received an extraordinary
complaint against you, Lewis.
Really, ma'am? What would that be?
Hansie Kriel claims you accused him
of harassing his wife.
I might have said something like
How very like you
to dismiss it as a joke.
Funnily enough, I was actually
concerned about your welfare.
I'm sure your intentions are sound,
I'm sure you think you're being very
What's that supposed to mean? The
boorish husband, the put-upon wife.
No marriage is that straightforward,
Not that it's any of my business.
No, it's not!
Don't smoulder, Lewis. It doesn't
suit you at all.
Good news in the search.
Sergeant Leighton found this in
a skip near Richard Helm's house.
Swears he doesn't
make a habit of it.
One antique clock. No fingerprints.
Must be German. It's still working.
Good job. Also he found a pair
of leather gloves
and a slightly torn
boxing hand wrap.
I've sent it off for analysis.
Shouldn't we be spreading
the net wider?
What about boxing clubs in London?
I don't think this is about boxing.
I'd like to send Sergeant Hathaway
Berlin?! What on earth for?
Milo Hardy was on to whoever killed
but whatever he found out in Berlin
got him killed, too.
If you want to call on those sort of
expenses, I need something on paper.
I think this is about the exposure
of a Stasi informant.
If my word's not good enough,
I'll happily pay for Hathaway's
Don't be silly, Lewis.
Just a paragraph will do, for the
When did people suddenly decide
it's OK to stick your nose in
in the name of welfare? I suppose the
roots go back as far as Attlee's -
It was a rhetorical question. I don't
need a bloody history lesson!
Of course not, sir.
I missed you earlier.
I was just staying in hospital
overnight for some checks.
Siegfried was a codename for the
informer who betrayed your husband,
wasn't it? Ja.
That was the pseudonym
they gave him.
Magnus - the expert on Wagner!
Siegfried, a character from The Ring.
I bet the Stasi officers felt really
smug when they came up with that one!
I don't think they know how to feel
Did you know who Siegfried was?
No. I went through
the archive last year,
but from what little evidence there
it was clear it was someone who came
to our house.
Could it have been RG Cole
who informed on Magnus
when he was your guest?
You think Richard
killed him in revenge?
No, no, no, no.
The timing's all wrong.
The evidence Siegfried gave him was
one innocent letter
- from England, as it happened -
and from that they decided Magnus
was a British agent!
It was taken from his study long
after RG came back to England.
It must have been a close friend
to get into Magnus's study!
Perhaps even closer than that.
And that's why you and Richard,
your son, are estranged, isn't it?
I only asked him once.
I could have cut my tongue out.
Why did you suspect him?
Richard loved his father,
but he also wanted American jeans,
English pop music...
And he risked our security to get
them on the black market!
He was always in conflict with
Magnus! His father was the enemy.
Wotan - Siegfried - patricide.
What? Something RG Cole
wrote in his journal.
Your son must have told Cole that he
So when Cole writes about a "big row"
it's the one between you and Richard
he's talking about.
Richard called his father "Wotan"
to taunt him.
Did you know Milo Hardy visited
the Stasi archive the day he died?
Milo thought he knew
who Siegfried was.
Richard refused to listen, so he
came to me.
He didn't tell you who he thought
He wouldn't, until he was certain.
He was certain it wasn't Richard.
I mistook Richard's lack of interest
in his father's fate for guilt.
I think he dealt with his father's
..refusing to look into the dark.
This is 30 feet from Milo Hardy's
One of the college servants reported
seeing a drunk being supported by a
man and a young woman.
It would have been the time Jack and
Sarah said they were together.
Get a car at the end of the lane
there in darkness -
Two types of DNA found on the hand
wrap in the skip.
RG Cole's and Jack Roth's.
Look, I already told you everything.
Is this what you people do?
First sniff of weakness,
you're in for the kill?
No, that's boxing!
If you can just help us to understand
how your DNA comes to be all over
a murder weapon!
Obviously somebody took it out of my
Who has access to the locker keys?
but anybody can get them
from his office.
OK, let's talk about Milo.
We have a witness who saw a man
and a young woman
supporting a drunk right near where
his body was found.
Is it possible that you and Sarah -
I told you, I didn't see him
after our bust-up.
God knows I feel bad enough as it
is! Why can't you accept this is
Aside from the fact that the body was
moved and his watch tampered with (?)
I...saw Sarah that evening.
She got a phone call -
I don't know who from.
She went off.
The sill on Walli Helm's window
No clay, no Epsom salts.
Milo Hardy didn't die there.
Where are we going?
We're brain dead!
We were standing right in the middle
of the roses!
I snagged my leg on a thorn,
Why have you got Jack in custody?
I think you know the answer to that.
I already told you!
We were together all night.
I'm afraid that's
not what he told us.
Sarah, we've just taken a soil sample
from that rose bed
and I'm pretty certain it'll prove
that's where Milo died.
The only question now is,
who pushed him?
Nobody pushed him.
He fell. I watched him fall.
That's your mum, is it,
back in the day?
Phwoo! Fashion's moved on since those
I used to like it up here.
And this is where you found him?
He was standing there, where your
And you were...?
Down in the kitchen.
And he...called for me.
He'd been drinking.
Nothing new there!
But he'd obviously been psyching
Did he say anything?
Just...shouting, you know?
How I was the dearest thing in the
whole world to him
but I was this poisonous bitch
and I ruined his life
and if I really was
his one true love
- which somehow he doubted,
because I didn't know the meaning
of the word -
Slow down. "Look at this," he said.
"Look at what you've made me do."
And he...must have jumped.
You're not sure?
He was on the balcony and he jumped.
So why move the body, Sarah?
Well...for Mum, of course.
I just thought, what would it do if
it got out?
Big scandal. The charity
would have to shut down.
All the people that she saves...
Who helped you move it? Nobody.
Whose car did you use?
Run a check on those tyre tracks.
No way they were made by her little
What are you going to do about
Sarah Kriel? Leave her for now.
I want to talk to her mother.
I'll meet you at the bar.
♪ WAGNER: Wesendonck Lieder
Are you staying for a drink?
It must be living torture for you
to endure all this
just to please the boss.
I expect you're more of
a Lloyd Webber man, aren't you?
As it happens,
I like a bit of Wagner.
All these big chromatic shifts.
She's a beautiful woman.
You don't approve?
It's none of my business, is it?
What? Providing it doesn't
intrude on the case.
I mean, after all, Milo Hardy did
die in her rose bush.
It's all starting to feel
a little bit compromising.
Thank you, Sergeant!
You did ask.
Enjoy your flight to Berlin.
Oh, hello. I'm sorry.
Erm, do you know Richard Helm?
Hey, what's up?
Listen, I wanted to tell you
I'm afraid your daughter's just told
us that she was involved
with the death of Milo Hardy.
The hand-wrap evidence is enough
for me to charge you, Jack.
If it was taken from your locker by
I can't see who or why.
You're gonna have to help me.
Did you talk to everyone
who uses that gym?
All the sparring partners? Everyone
who was on the list Acres gave me.
Can I see it? The list?
Why didn't you tell us
about Ryan Gallen?
What about him? He's not on your
list, Charlie. You took him off it!
You knew we were investigating a
murder and he had a violent record!
Ryan's like flesh and blood.
Me and his mum... I gather.
But he hasn't been in any trouble
for years! He's a layman.
It's like I say. Boxing took
the aggression out of him.
Does he stay here?
No. He's got a posh girlfriend.
It's a special job, Charlie,
coaching university boxing.
If I have to get a warrant,
I can see you being out of work.
Can I come in?
Did he have access
to the locker keys?
He knew where they were kept.
He looks after the place sometimes.
So welcome to the Stasi Archive,
You want my opinion? We should have
burnt it all. Why?
New country, new beginning.
Leave the mistakes of the past
All Stasi victims have the right
to close their files to the public.
What about Stasi informers?
Well, they...have no such rights.
Now, this is the Magnus Helm file.
I think it is mostly open.
Yes - see the coloured tabs?
It means we've had some new
information in the last few weeks.
How come? When the Berlin Wall
came down, they panicked
and tried to destroy everything.
Then they decided it would be safer
to run away and save themselves.
We discovered 16,000 sacks of torn
and shredded information.
To join the torn pieces back
would take about 200 years.
We've now discovered a new piece of
scanning software which will do it
There's a lot of nervous people out
some of them very, very high up.
These are all the people that have
seen this file? Yes, as you can see.
Anyway, I'll leave you to it.
Let me know if you need a translator.
Where's the photocopier?
Ah, no photocopies, please,
but you're welcome to take notes.
That 33M that you found
in Ryan Gallen's suit pocket,
it wasn't a 33.
It was a badly-written 38M.
38 Munster Road -
Richard Helm's address.
Yeah, but how would they know
RG Cole was going to be there?
They didn't. See what I'm saying?
I think Helm was the target!
"Are you listening?"
Ryan Gallen was sent to kill Richard
Helm, but he got the wrong man!
So was Berlin useful?
Yep. The Stasi wanted to get
Magnus Helm, all right!
But they needed a decent excuse,
And whoever was codenamed Siegfried
Yeah. Well, to begin with, he was
just reporting on the day-to-day
goings on in the Helm home,
in return for marvellous Western
goods like jeans, aviator sunglasses
and the soundtrack to Flashdance.
Ooh, takes me back!
The breakthrough seems to have been
a letter. Have you got it?
No, it wasn't there.
The victims of the Stasi
were allowed to prevent the public
from accessing the files.
Walli left the file open
but put a block on the letter.
Did you see who had accessed
the files? Yeah.
After her, an academic - AL Fischer.
And then this week Milo
and then Walli again.
Walli? So she wasn't at the hospital
for a check-up?
Well, the letter was the main piece
of evidence against Magnus Helm.
Siegfried stole it from his study.
I wonder what his reward was.
A "beinwarmer" - warms socks,
according to the guy at the archive.
My good friend Hansie Kriel's been in
Berlin a lot the last couple of
One of his delightful clubs?
Ann seemed to suggest
he's making a beeline
for all the dirtiest money in Berlin.
Do you think Siegfried
may be one of his contacts?
Maybe Hansie volunteered to help,
keep one or two of Siegfried's
skeletons in the cupboard.
A couple of murders -
must be worth a few bob!
I'll look into it.
Look into this academic, AL Fischer.
Maybe he's our Siegfried.
I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder.
This time I mean it!
I hope you haven't killed him.
You slipped out of the Portobello.
You went round to the boxing club,
five minutes away.
You stole a hand wrap
from Jack Roth's locker
and you strangled RG Cole with it.
Afraid I can't see any mitigation.
Looks like cold-blooded contract
killing to me.
We reckon Hansie Kriel
put you up to it.
You left this in your suit pocket
when you sent it to be cleaned.
38M. 38 Munster Road?
The address of Richard Helm - the man
who Kriel meant you to kill.
These are your car tyres.
These are the tracks found
near the rose bushes at your house.
I helped her. It was a mad moment.
We moved the body together.
I believe Sarah. It was an accident.
Sarah didn't push Milo!
She's covering up for you.
What kind of monster
do you think I am?
You killed Milo to protect
the reputation of this man.
Ludwig Weischark, co-financier
on your latest Berlin project.
Convicted three times
for major white-collar fraud
since the Wall came down.
Born '53 in Leipzig, where he
remained until the early '90s,
which also happens to be the city
where Magnus Helm was betrayed by his
Stasi informer known as Siegfried.
And when did this great betrayal
take place? Winter '83.
I'll tell you what kind of
businessman I am, Mr Lewis.
I do my homework. '83, Ludi was
in prison for the whole time.
He was a victim of the Stasi,
not a spy!
I'm not Siegfried.
I was wrong. Please forgive me.
I must talk to you.
You know who I met the other night,
at the Wagner?
You won't believe it. The truth
hurts. It's going to hurt you.
Not my finest hour!
Not anybody's finest hour.
By the way, what was that word you
used? The German word for "warm
socks" in the Siegfried file?
You'd be too young to remember them.
What every fashion victim in the West
was wearing in 1985 - even my missus!
"Siegfried" was a Stasi joke.
Siegfried was a girl!
I noticed a photograph while
we were interviewing Sarah.
She was a bit of a tomboy back then -
cropped blond hair,
like a Wagner hero, like Siegfried!
And she wanted all the things that
girls behind the Iron Curtain
The American jeans,
the aviator sunglasses
Get onto the South African Consulate!
Ann! Ann Kriel!
You found me, all right.
Yeah. This is very nice.
It takes a bit of looking after.
Would you like to come along?
Well... You know, it's just it's
getting late - I'm quite safe.
Why don't you come in, sit down?
Ann Kriel, born Anna-Liese Fischer
Her family moved to Leipzig. The AL
Fischer who accessed that file!
Her father was a junior lecturer
Both her father and Helm's
were at Leipzig University.
They were near neighbours. They
lived literally a hundred yards
away from one another.
So we've got a prominent
about to be exposed
as a Stasi informer.
Milo must have found something
in Ann's house the day he went up
to her room.
The day we saw her?
Yeah. Then off to Berlin.
He knew everything. Went round there
to have it out with her.
She somehow tricked him onto
the balcony. Or maybe he fell.
He didn't fall. He was pushed.
And then she typed the suicide note
and... Oh, God.
Get Forensics to go
back to Milo's room,
strip it for parts.
I want to know what he found
that sent him off to Germany
in the first place!
She even set me up
as an alibi!
Can you believe that?
What about her good works?
Perhaps some shot at redemption
to wipe the slate clean.
Looks like the devil won in the end.
Hansie Kriel went on about smelling
somebody else's aftershave in the
Ryan Gallen - got to be.
Acres said something about him having
a posh girlfriend.
I shall need proof. You're gonna
have to bring me gold.
I'll bring you diamonds, ma'am,
if only to save face.
You know, you saved my life.
Did I? Remember how dull
and horrible it all was?
We thought Communism would never
end, it would go on for ever.
We used to talk about what we wanted
to do with our lives,
but...we could do nothing.
I wanted to kill myself?
Yeah. Yeah, I remember.
I was going to lie down on the
tracks, let a train go over me.
And you...talked me out of it.
You said we couldn't know what
the future was going to be like.
I held onto that, and so...
you saved my life.
I was in love with you.
Yeah, I'd like to.
Ann Kriel said, "Kill Richard Helm,"
The Englishman calls you a Nazi in
while the German calms his friend
down in perfect English.
You got them mixed up.
I asked her what was wrong.
She said the German bloke I just
chucked out had killed her dad.
So she told you to kill him?
She'd finished with you and she was
about to sack you.
You did it so she'd be tied to you
She didn't tell me to do anything.
He was a Communist spy!
He grassed her dad up
and her dad was shot.
If I was in the MI5,
I'd have got a medal.
Ryan, her old man is still alive.
Helm wasn't the informer - she was!
Ann sent Helm's father to his death!
Look at yourself, man! Do you really
think she'd run off with you?!
You don't know nothing about her.
You'd think somewhere
in that big, empty skull of his
he'd have the sense to know
when he'd been played!
He wouldn't be the first, sir.
One of these days, Hathaway,
some ten-foot Barbarella
is going to come along and
make a right fool out of you!
And when she does, I'll be there,
I look forward to it. You know
what the irony is, don't you?
She had nothing to fear from Helm.
He hadn't even recognised her.
He has now. I saw them together.
Helm's not here. Let's try the river.
You know, I'm so glad
you invited me.
I also wanted
to show you this place.
I never thought I'd get the chance.
But I'm afraid
this is not at all how I imagined.
I know you betrayed my father.
I understand why...I think.
But what you did
still breaks my heart.
What are you going to do?
I tried to put it in a letter.
Now that I know what you did,
I worry that...
I thought RG was killed
by a burglar.
The coincidence of me crashing
into your club like that
after all these years...
So what does the letter say?
I forgive you, of course.
We must leave the past behind.
You were weak. There were hundreds
of thousands like you.
I know you didn't
want my father to die.
I want to know that you had nothing
to do with RG.
Of course not!
Do you like this spot?
It's my favourite.
Want me to help you with the lock?
I'll get it.
Here, let me.
I think there's...
..something in my...
Ann - she went in, there.
What happened to your head?
I think...she tried to kill me.
This is the letter from Morse
to my husband.
I want you to have it.
I think it's time to draw a line
under all this, don't you?
Richard is right. Bury the past.
Yes - bury it.
Milo didn't die of a broken heart.
He died because he was pushed.
But...the suicide note...
Mum said -
There's no nice way to say this,
Milo was killed because of something
he found out in Berlin.
Something...your mum did years ago.
No! He was raving.
He was screaming about me and...
I tried to save him, and he jumped.
I can't be witness to this.
Ann called us -
Shut your mouth!
- and she got Sarah to tell her dad
that she was with Milo when he fell
so that he would help her
shift the body.
His name was Magnus Helm.
A family friend, back in Germany.
Your mum betrayed him to the Stasi
But...how could she say
that Milo died because of me?
How could she lie to her child
about a thing like that?
She was only young at the time
She was 18 - same age you are.
Yeah, but she's grown up now,
♪ WAGNER: Die Walkure
Place looks tidy.
I told you I had a good clear-out.
Sir, Forensics found this
in Milo Hardy's room.
It's from Ann Kriel's
former Stasi controller,
dated about a month ago,
presumably writing to tell her
they were both about to be rumbled.
Milo must have found it that day
at her house.
Thought you'd make short work of it,
what with your German.
Well, while we're swapping old
letters, take a look at this.
Walli gave it to me today.
It's the letter missing
from the Stasi file.
The evidence they used to arrest
It's from Morse - just a note
to thank Magnus for a book.
Whoever was censoring the mail from
capitalist Britain wasn't very alert.
It's got an Oxford Police
Anna Fischer was a bright girl.
The minute she spotted that, she knew
what it could do for her.
Contact with an English policeman!
That would be all the evidence
the Stasi would have needed.
Morse probably never even knew.
If only he'd bought a stamp!
A simple human error
that anybody could have done
caused all those pointless deaths!
Shall we have something a little bit
It's my place. I choose the music.
Oh, go on.
♪ THIN LIZZY:
The Boys Are Back In Town
Sometimes, Hathaway, I worry
about your taste in music.
Sometimes, Inspector Lewis,
I worry about your taste in women.
I'll drink to that.
♪ The boys are back in town ♪