Midsomer Murders (1997–…): Season 6, Episode 2 - Death and Dreams - full transcript
Barnaby and Troy investigate an apparent suicide that is just a tad too elaborate for them to accept at face value. The man had been under treatment for depression, his wife had recently divorced him and he owed money to a good many people. Barnaby's doubts are confirmed when the autopsy reveals the man was drugged. There are no end of suspects: the ex-wife, her soon to be new husband who also happens to be a dispensing chemist and the doctor and counselor who treated him at a nearby clinic. When other residents residents of Misomer Worthy are killed, the detectives must try to determine the common link among all of the victims.
..especially if you're
a fishing freak like me.
- Do you like fishing?
- No, not really.
So who've you got at home, Trish?
Well, there's my husband, Paul.
And what does he do?
He's a tree surgeon.
Oh, great.
And then there's Kelly, she's eight,
and baby Mark.
Well, we call him baby Mark,
he's nearly six.
I'll bet he just loves
being called baby Mark.
He hates it, he really does.
And I guess the family's there
with you right now.
Yes.
Well, no, I'm in the bedroom,
they're downstairs in the
kitchen listening.
Having a good laugh, I expect.
Course they're not laughing at you.
Why should they? Best mum
in the world. they're proud of you.
Take care now.
Bye, Dave.
Sorry to say we still have major
problems as you approach Causton
on the Ridgeway,
due to an overturned vehicle
and trailer.
So avoid the area if you can.
Coming up later we've got Jenny
Carlisle with her regular
health spot,
followed by our old friend Rob Smith
with all the local farming news.
But right now, it's time for our
You Can Do It competition...
Arggh!
Morning, sir.
Troy.
His name's Martin Wroath.
He lived alone.
It's got to be suicide.
But what a way to do it.
..station that's giving away
a brand-new car.
Listen to Ed James
at breakfast tomorrow from six.
Who found him?
His housekeeper, sir.
Worked for him part-time.
I suggested she wait
in the drawing room.
He leave a note?
Haven't found one.
Could be some kind of memento
reminding him of better days.
Why didn't he just go outside
and stick a gun to his head?
Why go to all this trouble?
Mrs Mary May?
Yes.
How do you do? I'm Detective Chief
Inspector Barnaby.
Uh, I understand that you were
the first person to enter the
house this morning.
What time was that?
About 8:30.
My usual time.
I know all of this must have been
a great shock to you,
but can you remember the last time
you saw Martin Wroath alive?
Two days ago.
I only come in three days a week.
A house this size needs more time,
but he was a mean man.
Always expected more for less.
I'm sorry he had to do what he did
to himself.
I suppose some of us
could see that coming.
Could have had the decency
to give me my money first.
What money?
He owed me four weeks' wages.
Then again, he owed a lot of people.
Do you happen to know
his next of kin?
Yes.
It's all right
for you intellectuals.
Some of us have to work
for a living.
Stop it.
Mrs Sarah Wroath?
I'm Sarah Wroath, yes.
Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.
Do you think we could have a word,
please?
About what?
Um...
Can we talk inside?
Providing you don't raise
your voice, yes.
Thank you.
The baby's still asleep.
By the way, I don't call myself
Mrs Wroath anymore.
Just Sarah will do.
Right.
So, um, how can I help?
It's about your estranged husband,
Martin Wroath.
Oh, no, not more trouble.
What's he trying to do to us now?
Well, whatever he was trying to do,
Sarah,
he won't be doing it anymore.
Won't keep you.
It's Martin, Mr Leesmith.
He's killed himself.
What?
He shot himself.
I saw the body.
I was the one who found him.
He almost blew his own head
right off.
What can I get you, Mrs May?
I don't want anything.
I just thought I'd come and tell you
the news, that's all.
Well, that's very thoughtful
of you.
We're closed.
You've only just opened!
Thank you, Mrs May.
He caused us so many problems.
Gordon always hoped he'd
kill himself with drink,
but I'd never wish death on anyone.
Ever.
Who's Gordon?
He's the local pharmacist.
We set up home together
after I left Martin.
We were all set to get married
as soon as my decree absolute
comes through.
He's a good man.
And a proud father.
I just hope...
I just hope that Martin didn't
kill himself because of me.
Now why would you think that?
He wanted me back.
That's why he caused us
all these problems.
He'd...
He'd get drunk and come round here
and shout insults at me.
And at Gordon.
Was he ever physically violent
towards you?
During the marriage, yes.
He was always drinking,
gambling our money away,
and he liked the women.
Other women.
After I left, he got worse.
Got depressed.
So he tried to get help.
Where?
Mercy Park,
just outside the village.
Well, thank you, Sarah.
It's a great display, that.
Are those Gordon's?
Yes.
Yes, he's wasted working in
a chemist shop.
He's such a brilliant musician.
There was blood everywhere.
Up the walls, in the sink,
all over the fridge.
Martin Wroath?
Yes.
Well, what was left of him.
I'm glad they didn't ask me
to clean that lot up.
Morning, girls.
Good morning.
Thanks.
Excuse me. Thank you.
I've had a word with
the dead man's GP.
He'd been having treatment
for depression.
Yeah, I know, at Mercy Park.
Oh.
Anyway, it backs up
the suicide theory.
Does it?
I reckon so.
That device he built in there.
Maybe he had to do it that way.
Probably couldn't handle the moment.
Take this to Forensics.
Sarah!
He's dead.
That bastard's dead.
I know.
Our troubles are over!
Careful.
Oh, Sarah,
what would I do without you?
And you.
Look. Eh?
Ooh, quite a place.
And quite a person running it.
You don't know Dr Moore, do you?
No, sir.
I used the good doctor
on a couple of difficult cases.
Long before your time, of course.
Doing what?
These days it's called
psychological profiling.
Oh, that.
And having a brilliantly
analytical mind,
Dr Moore was spot on.
Yeah, well, these dried up
old academics
are all right for a bit of theory
long after the event,
but your Dr Moore doesn't have to go
out and find it first hand, does he?
Probably not, Troy.
Tom.
It's great to see you.
Jane.
It's good to see you too.
Jane, I've set up a five o'clock
appointment for the new arrivals.
Oh, right.
Troy, this is Dr Moore.
Dr Moore, Sergeant Troy.
Hello.
Hi.
This is Tony Parish.
He's our resident counsellor.
How do you do?
A resident counsellor
in a cottage hospital?
I've made changes.
Knowing you, Jane,
I wouldn't expect you to move
anywhere without making changes.
A survival course.
Why not?
I believe in active rehabilitation.
And that's what Mercy Park
is getting.
It's been long overdue.
So I kicked out the TV sets
and the slippers.
Well, I do hope
good old care in the community
is still flourishing.
It is. My kind of care.
No-one is left alone here.
What kind of patients do you have?
The usual cross-section,
and a few damaged people
I've shipped in.
They also need help.
Jane, we've come to ask you
about one of your patients.
Who?
Martin Wroath.
Martin.
He was here on a voluntary basis
for a while.
But he discharged himself
a few weeks ago.
Give you a reason?
Didn't need to.
He liked his drink too much.
Of course he wasn't
allowed that here.
Why?
Martin Wroath is dead.
He was found with gunshot wounds.
Martin?
That's terrible.
How? What happened?
When did you last see him?
I suppose about a week ago.
I used to visit him regularly.
On an unofficial basis.
Try and get him to come back.
But I was wasting my time.
You're not trying to tell me
that he killed himself?
We're not sure yet.
He wouldn't.
Not Martin.
He was a natural-born gambler,
always looking for
an easy way out,
a way that would benefit him.
He'd never take his own life.
Mum's home.
No! Leave me alone!
I'm telling her first.
Mum, guess what?
A man's dead, Mum.
We heard about it.
His head was shot off
and there was blood everywhere.
I know.
It was an ex-patient of mine.
Oh, no.
Guy, switch that off. Mum's upset.
Ettie, can you get Mum a drink?
What's wrong, Mum?
The man who died,
he was one of Mum's patients.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Really sorry.
What a day.
Mrs May.
What are you doing here?
May I?
Oh.
Put these back
where they belong, please.
Do what he says, will you?
We just wanted something back for
what we're owed, that's all.
This happens to be the scene
of a police investigation, Mrs May.
Are you aware of that?
Yes.
How did you get in?
Back door.
Then I'd like your keys to the house,
please.
Please.
Give him the bloody keys.
OK.
Come on.
Mrs May...
Do you know if Martin Wroath
had any visitors recently?
No. Except that doctor woman.
She was always here.
Thank you.
Sir.
Post-mortem report, Troy.
There were large amounts of alcohol
in Martin Wroath's system,
plus an almost equal amount
of an anti-depressant drug.
Here you go.
What about the cup?
It contained traces of the same
tricyclic drug.
So do you reckon he mixed himself
a cocktail
before he took his own life?
Why would he want to do that? I don't
know. To make things easier.
Read. Read what it says, Troy.
It says "large amount of the drug",
which would have been circulating
in his bloodstream,
which means he would have been
unconscious
at the time he was sitting in
that contraption of his.
So he'd have been in no fit state
to shoot himself.
If you're looking for the chemist,
you're wasting your time.
Why?
That's just his day job.
These damaged people Dr Moore's
been talking about.
What about them?
Would they have had convictions?
I have no idea. But I'm sure Jane
knows what she's doing.
Always admired her mind.
I'm sure you have, sir.
Jane was very good to work with,
Troy.
She would have made
a very good detective.
How are we supposed to ask questions
with that racket going on?
Police!
Stop!
The Morton Fendle
Concert Championship.
That's right. Three years ago.
What do you reckon the police want?
Dunno. Maybe Gordon's been murdering
the piano again.
Mind you, I would have preferred
stronger competition.
So this cup belongs to you?
Of course it belongs to me.
What are you doing with it?
When did you last see it?
At home with all the other trophies.
Where else would it be?
I've had enough interruptions for
one day, so if you don't mind...
This cup...
..was found beside the body
of Martin Wroath.
And it contained traces
of a tricyclic drug called tenzine.
Does your pharmacy stock that
particular drug, Mr Leesmith?
Did you kill Martin Wroath?
Of course I didn't kill him!
You had reason to.
Yes, but I couldn't do it.
I wouldn't take a life.
Martin Wroath must have stolen it.
Why would he do that?
Well, he was always calling round
to the house, all hours of the day,
trying to get Sarah back.
And he collected things.
Bits of bric-a-brac.
Gordon -
I'll be with you in a minute, Sonia.
Go through the andante
section again, will you?
Start at letter 'P'.
Right you are, Gordon.
Mr Barnaby.
This is a small village.
And I have two important roles
to play here.
People look up to me.
I can't afford trouble.
Right.
I have to admit, I...
I have conducted better bands.
Presentation, that's my main worry
with this lot.
But it's my ambition
to change all that.
I'm going to incorporate
one or two drum majorettes.
Good-looking young girls, of course.
That should make Midsomer Worthy
sit up and take notice.
I'm sure it will.
All right if I come on board?
Sure.
Hello.
Hiya.
Gor!
Couldn't do a handbrake turn
in one of these things, could you?
Be books everywhere.
Tell me something, Cully.
What do you know about
Dr Jane Moore?
Why?
Your dad finds her invaluable.
I know he asked her
to work with him once.
It was a difficult case.
I suppose she solved it for him,
did she?
Well, she must have helped.
Dad got a conviction.
They spent quite a few days together.
Must have had you and your mum
a bit worried.
Why should it?
It was a working relationship.
Course it was.
Is that it?
Only I'm due at the Crossways,
and I'm late.
Fine. You can drop me off.
From what I hear, the locals
aren't too sure about Dr Moore.
Why? They don't like
what she's done here.
They're a quiet lot.
They don't do much with their lives.
They read books.
Yes.
Maybe she was just too much of
a high flyer for them.
Has she got a family?
She's a widow.
Lives with her children.
Her husband was killed in a climbing
accident about three years ago.
I'll see you later.
Yeah. See you.
Yes, Martin Wroath was prescribed
tenzine while he was here.
On a regular basis?
Yes.
What about after he left?
He wouldn't have been able
to get hold of it.
Tenzine has a high overdose
danger rating.
It can only be taken under strict
medical supervision.
You see, his body contained a very
large amount of the drug.
Then I've no idea
where he got it from.
Yes.
What, again?
OK, I'll deal with it.
Dean!
Could Martin Wroath
have nicked the drug?
Not from here. Dean!
Of course, he could have been
hoarding his supply,
taking some home with him
every day.
Did your staff construct
this course?
No, Jane got a professional
to do it.
Jeff Haskin, a local man.
Dean!
Bit of a temptation, though,
isn't it,
for any potential suicide case?
We don't have many vulnerables here.
There are no physical exercises
planned today, Dean.
You know that as well as I do.
Do I?
Yes. So get down here right now.
I'd say ten out of ten for that.
Who is that man?
Dean Hunniset
has been in institutions
from orphanages upwards
most of his life.
Someone had to help him.
So you had him moved
to Mercy Park.
As part of a rehabilitation scheme,
yes.
He needs to be reintroduced
into society.
Is he allowed out?
Providing we know where he is, yes.
What does that mean?
He's allowed authorised absence
to do a part-time gardening job
in the village.
Where did you move him from, Jane?
A secure hospital unit.
Then he must have committed
an offence or two.
A long time ago, yes.
Poor old Dean's been lost
in the system.
Happens to a lot of people.
Troy, could you make your own way
back to Causton, please?
Yes, sir.
Why?
Because I'd like to take Jane -
Dr Moore - to the farmhouse.
Ettie.
I'm just going out for a while.
Tell Hannah and Guy, will you?
Yes, Mum.
I wonder what he was trying
to tell us.
Often suicides who hang themselves
are making some kind of statement.
"Look what you made me do", etc.
He didn't kill himself.
What are you talking about?
You mean someone went to all this
trouble to commit murder?
Yes.
I don't believe it.
So why didn't he fight back?
Because he'd been drugged first.
Oh!
Do you know of anyone
who could kill in such a way?
I could think of one or two.
But they've been put away for life.
When you last visited here
about a week ago...
..what kind of state was he in?
Much the same.
Drinking too much. Depressed.
Missing his wife.
He really loved Sarah.
And during your chats, did you ever
share a drink with him?
I'd have the odd glass of wine
now and again.
What kind of wine?
White. I only drink white.
I understand
Martin had quite a few enemies.
Yes.
How did he get on with people
at the hospital?
He didn't.
He upset quite a few.
He used to wind them up.
By the way, tomorrow's our first
anniversary at Mercy Park.
Tony thinks we should celebrate
at my place.
Will you come?
I'd like that very much, thank you.
And happy anniversary.
Good food.
Oh, thanks.
Our brother, Guy, organised it.
Top man.
Don't tell him that.
No. His head's big enough already.
Red or white?
Oh, red, please.
Thank you.
These doctors do all right
for themselves, don't they?
You're not drinking?
No, I'm driving,
but I'll have a Coke or something.
I expect you and Dad'll have
the odd drink in the line of duty.
Absolutely.
Gordon, glad you could make it.
Ah, thank you, Jane.
On my own, I'm afraid.
Sarah's busy with the baby.
Right.
Excuse me.
Tom. You look rather trapped.
Too many people for you?
Yes.
Let's go outside for a bit.
I think it's going rather well,
don't you? Looks like it.
Mm!
You've done wonders, Guy.
Thanks, Tony.
You all have.
But like I've always said,
nothing's too good for your mother.
I'd do anything for her.
Here's to a very successful year.
With an ex-patient dying on me?
Could have been better.
Martin Wroath's death
had nothing to do with you.
You must know that.
I took this job
when my husband died.
It was a downward step.
But I decided I needed something
a little less demanding
while I grieved for him.
And now it's taken off.
In a big way.
Yeah, and the kids,
they seem happy enough.
Oh, they're great.
And they stay so close to me.
Sometimes they act like parents.
Hm!
But at least Hannah and Guy
came through it all right.
It was a terrible time for them.
Oh.
You see, they were there
when Andy fell to his death.
At the moment your dad's
listening to Jane Moore's opinions
more then he's listening to mine.
Well, he must have a reason.
I'm sure he has.
Because I'm also quite good at
knowing what goes on
in people's minds.
It's part of the job.
He should know that.
Mm.
And some of the patients
she's got in that hospital,
I mean, it's a joke!
Why?
Police officers and psychiatrists
have different objectives,
that's why.
What objectives?
Well, it's simple - we lock them up
and the shrinks let them out again.
Oh, come on, Gavin! Relax!
It's a party.
Huh! Yeah.
Tony.
Do you mind if I ask you something?
What?
Are you all right?
Me? Yes, fine.
I've had a long day.
Did Dean Hunniset
get to know Martin Wroath
when he was at the hospital?
Of course he did.
They were in group together.
How did they get on?
They hated each other.
Oh, Tom.
Ettie, time for bed.
But Mum, I wanted to hear the music!
Up you go. School in the morning.
Please!
Jane, I think I'll head off.
OK.
Are you all right?
Bit tired.
I'm not surprised. You've been busy.
Mum!
Ettie. Bed!
Now! Come on, Ettie,
you heard what mum said.
We'll take her up with us.
Come on.
Kids.
That was fantastic, Gavin,
well done!
Yeah? Just wait till I start on
the knives and forks!
Dean?
If you've been in the stream again
after lights out,
there'll be trouble.
Dean!
Any chance of a lift?
What about Dad?
He's getting a cab home.
Or so he says.
OK.
I'm just over here.
Would you mind if we stop off
somewhere on the way back?
You must be kidding!
No, seriously, Cully,
this is business, not pleasure.
Stop where?
Mercy Park.
Why?
I want to prove something.
Prove what?
I want to know how he does it.
Who?
Gavin, this is crazy!
Come here.
Just trust me.
Where the hell are we going?
Gavin.
Wait!
What are we doing here?
I'll show you. Watch this.
Oh!
Careful!
God!
Well.
You've proved one thing.
You're no Tarzan.
Here, let me show you
how it's done.
Morning, Gordon.
Good morning, Sonia.
Um, Sonia,
perhaps you'd like to listen to, um,
this version of the piece
we've been rehearsing.
See what you think.
Did you see anyone else here
last night?
Er, no.
Did you hear anyone?
Er...
Not happy, Troy.
I know, sir.
Having to question you and my own
daughter as possible witnesses
makes me very unhappy.
Looks like his body was dragged out
of the stream and along here.
You saying he didn't hang himself?
That's right.
What beats me is, why drown him
and then string him up?
You can't be killed twice, can you?
These were found in his pocket.
They're in capsule form, so the
water hadn't quite dissolved them.
What are they?
At first glance, the same
antidepressant drug - tenzine.
You're saying...
You're saying he was murdered?
Yes.
How terrible!
You're used to seeing
this sort of thing, Dad.
Yes.
I'm not.
Did you see or hear anything else
when you were there?
No.
Well, I...
I thought I saw something when we
were making our way to the
survival course.
But I can't be certain. What do you
mean, you thought you saw something?
In the dark.
In the trees. A... a shape.
Like somebody watching.
But I can't be sure.
Er, I just wanted to say
that a certain little item
has arrived.
Yes.
This morning.
So perhaps you'd like to
come and see me some time.
I look forward to that.
It's all right, darling.
You go to sleep now, darling.
I've got to go.
I'll speak to you soon.
Forensic evidence suggests that Tony
was drowned in the stream,
yet marks on his body indicated
that he'd been forced under the water
and held there.
He also had some tenzine capsules
in his pocket.
I expect he intended giving them
to one of the patients.
Then why did he take them
to your party?
I don't know.
I expect he forgot.
The poor man's dead, for God's sake.
Could he have taken
the drug himself?
No.
Because there are also traces of
tenzine in his system.
If Tony had a drug
dependency problem,
I'd have been the first
to know about it.
Jane.
Have you seen this?
What is it?
It's a draft letter
saying that he'd been concerned
about Dean Hunniset's behaviour
and had recommended that all
his privileges be withdrawn.
Ugh.
Dean Hunniset.
I'm Detective Chief
Inspector Barnaby,
this is Detective Sergeant Troy.
Ugh.
Mr Hunniset,
could you tell us, please,
where you were last night
between the hours of 9pm
and midnight?
I was in the canteen at 9:30.
Talking to Terry.
Ask him.
Who's Terry?
One of the patients.
I came up here to bed.
It's lights out at 9:30.
There's four of us on this ward.
They saw me go to bed.
Ask them.
You people, you never give up,
do you?
I was convicted a long time ago, and
I've been shunted around ever since.
Why were you convicted?
We can check.
I stole cars.
And you were sectioned for that?
It was the way I stole them.
Why don't I make things
easy for you?
I didn't kill Martin Wroath.
But like a lot of people here,
I'd like to have done.
Why?
He antagonised people,
people with problems.
People who couldn't
defend themselves.
Fortunately they had me
to defend them.
They still have.
And Tony?
Now, why would I want to kill him?
Well, you obviously didn't like him.
Only because he was weak.
I've no time for weakness.
Not here.
This place needs people
like Dr Moore and me.
Why should it need you?
Dr Moore'll tell you.
I'm an example to others.
I've come through it all.
Dealt with all the crap.
Now they know
that they can do the same.
I knew there'd be trouble when they
put that survival course
near the stream.
Jeff insisted on it.
Said it was the best place for it.
Jeff Haskin?
Yeah.
The rope man.
My family have been in ropes
and rigging for years.
I even had a great uncle who was
a public hangman back in the '30s.
Really?
Did 18 of them.
My dad said he used to call them
his little pals.
And when he was going off to do
a job, he'd pack his overnight bag
and tell his wife he was going to
visit one of his pals.
Not the sort of friendship you want,
though, is it?
I believe you rigged the survival
course at Mercy Park, is that right?
That's right. Easy job.
I like rope.
Real rope.
I like the feel of it.
Smell that.
Hm.
Burmese hemp.
Best rope in the world.
You can do anything with it.
And my wife, she loves rope as well.
Got a lot of it in the house.
I take it that you knew
Martin Wroath.
Yes.
Bastard owed me money.
But he always avoided paying up.
Won't get it now, will I?
Why did he owe you money?
We were going into
business together.
It was his idea.
Said he knew of a market.
So I provided all the time
and materials.
But he lost interest.
I didn't get a penny.
What sort of business?
I'll show you.
He reckoned we could set up a stall
and sell these at country shows.
Siege engines.
I've checked out Hunniset's form,
sir.
He did steal cars.
But on the last occasion,
the owner tried to stop him.
Hunniset then attempted
to strangle him.
The victim was elderly
and had a heart attack
at the scene of the crime.
Hunniset then tried to strangle one
of the arresting police officers.
When, when was this?
About eight years ago.
He was found unfit to plead
and ordered to be detained
at a secure hospital.
He's not been in trouble since.
Joe! Come on, Theo, let's go.
Must have happened during the night.
The loo window was forced.
It's out the back.
Was the alarm on?
Yes.
But only the doors are connected.
You don't expect someone
to break into the loo, do you?
What was taken?
As far as I can make out,
some sugar-free chocolate.
Some drugs.
There was cash in the till,
but that's still there.
What kind of drugs?
Just the one kind.
The tricyclic drug
that you mentioned before, tenzine.
How much was taken?
Um, quite a large amount.
I closed the bar at 11:45
last night,
and I was here tidying up
till 12:30.
Did you see anyone near
the pharmacy at that time?
Didn't look.
Or hear anything suspicious?
No.
Thank you, Mr May.
Oh, hello, Hannah.
Is Mr Leesmith in?
Um, no, they've gone out.
Oh.
Would you like to come in?
Yes, yes, please.
I'm babysitting.
It's not a problem.
She's fast asleep.
She knows me. I often sit for them.
So where have they gone?
Sarah's a bit worried
about all the bad things going on
in the village just lately,
so Mr Leesmith's taken her out
to tea by the river.
He's even bought her flowers.
I'm sorry, are you working?
Oh, um, it's just homework.
Bit of a struggle, is that.
Oh, it's a nightmare.
Erm, would you like a cup of tea?
I'm just making myself one.
Yes, I would, thank you, thank you.
How do you like it?
Strong, please, with one sugar.
OK.
Are you a fan of
the Midsomer Worthy Band, then?
No, I hate that kind of music.
And all that silly dressing up.
I'm also worried about what's
happening in the village,
Mr Barnaby.
Well, you don't have to be, Hannah.
We're here.
We'll do our best to find out
who's responsible.
Thank you.
I wish we could go away.
Who's we?
Me and Mum, Guy and Ettie.
Go away where?
Just somewhere far away.
Somewhere quiet.
Mum works too hard.
She's always busy doing things.
If we could just find
the right place,
some quiet place,
we could look after Mum.
You like her, don't you, Mr Barnaby?
Yes, yes, I do.
I have a great admiration for her.
And it's her big occasion
on Saturday.
The Mercy Park open day.
Will you be there?
How could I possibly miss out
on a thing like that?
Hello.
The locals have done us proud
this time.
It's quite a turnout.
Yeah, good!
Enjoy yourselves.
We will, thanks.
I take it this isn't a day off.
With two unsolved murders to my name,
when can I have a day off?
What's that?
Don't know what your dad's up to.
He's got a number one suspect here
right now.
Who?
The rope-climbing expert.
Well, why don't you arrest him?
Not up to me, is it?
Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention, please!
Would both teams for the tug-of-war
assemble now?
OK, gents.
Come on, come on, let's have a good
contest, shall we?
All right, gentlemen,
start to take the strain.
Keep firm hold.
Right, let's see if we can
get it right this time.
Wait for my signal, please.
And...
Arggh!
Look, for the third time,
will you wait for the signal?
Don't you loonies
understand English?
Mick, what's he done to you, Mick?
You can see what he's like.
Why don't you just arrest him now?
Are you gonna let this happen?
It's all right.
It's not all right!
Nothing's all right!
My husband gets attacked,
and there's been a serious crime
at my house.
A serious crime?
Yes.
In my garden. Now what are you
gonna do about that?
I've left everything just as it was.
And I'm not the only one.
Next door's has gone as well.
So tell me, who'd want to steal
washing lines?
What happened at Mrs May's house?
Someone nicked her washing line.
What?
Not the washing.
Just the line itself.
That's her serious crime.
I mean, who'd want to steal
the old bag's knickers anyway?
In answer to your earlier question,
I'm not going to arrest Hunniset.
Why not?
He almost killed the referee.
Then again, he's got Dr Moore
on his side, hasn't he?
She believes in him, yes.
And I respect her judgment.
Mrs May and her stolen washing line,
sir.
What about it? Well, we've got
all the help we need.
So why not do a bit of psychiatric
profiling on that as well?
I'm so glad you could make it.
Gordon?
What's he been playing at?
Did they nick the flag as well?
No.
It was lying trampled on the ground.
That should be an offence in itself.
Why?
It's our national flag.
The Queen's flag.
The Union Jack.
Gordon!
Excuse me.
Gordon!
So what you gonna do about my rope?!
Is anything wrong?
I thought Gordon might be in here.
He does his prescriptions
on a Sunday morning.
Didn't he tell you
what he was doing?
No, he hasn't been home all night.
Gordon?
His suit's still hanging up
in his locker.
Can you go through the pockets?
Yes, sir.
His wallet's still here.
Money, credit cards.
Some loose change.
A lot of scuff marks
on the floor.
I think he was dragged into here.
Could have been killed
before he was hung up.
Like Tony?
Yeah.
And there's this.
It's Simms and Sykes or Simmons.
Anyway, something and Sykes.
Yeah, there's part of
a London postcode.
We've managed to trace that name,
sir.
It's Simblet and Sykes.
They're an old established firm
of outfitters.
They specialise in staff wear
and uniforms.
Gordon Leesmith?
I'm afraid so, yes.
Of all people. He was harmless.
Why was he killed?
We don't know.
How on earth is Sarah going to cope
with this?
Was Dean Hunniset working in
the village today?
I'm not sure.
He may have been.
I'd need to check.
There's something you should see.
There.
All the ropes, every one,
just disappeared.
Ropes. Hm!
They're everywhere in this,
aren't they?
Tony's body was hung up by a rope.
Leesmith was hanged
by his own lanyard.
Maybe the theft of the clothesline
isn't as trivial as we thought.
Jane, ever had any problems
with Jeff Haskin?
He resents this place.
Has he ever had a go
at you personally?
No.
Why, sir?
That man is very fond of rope.
I was just about to call you people.
Why?
Well, I'll show you why.
I was only gone an hour.
Why didn't you lock the place up?
I was only just along the road
in the pub having my lunch.
All my best ropes.
I mean, even all the odds and ends
of ropes are gone.
What use is that lot to anyone?
Don't know what I'm going to do now.
Gordon was the kindest, most
talented person I've ever known.
Who would want to hurt him?
I'm sorry, Sarah,
to have to ask you questions
at a time like this,
but you see, it is necessary.
We must find whoever's responsible.
You say he didn't tell you he was
going to the village hall
last night.
No.
He would have sent the other band
members straight home
after the performance.
Gordon would have gone back to
the village hall to change.
He was still in his uniform.
Did he tell you he'd ordered
a different kind of uniform?
What kind of uniform?
A drum majorette outfit.
No.
No, he didn't tell me.
But he could have bought it.
He did always want drum majorettes
in the band,
but I told him it wasn't right
for Midsomer Worthy.
They're far too conservative here.
Excuse me.
Did Gordon ever mention
that one of his commemorative cups
had gone missing?
No.
He believed Martin Wroath
could have stolen it.
Well, I wouldn't put it past him.
He was always round here.
We don't have that many visitors.
What about your babysitter?
Hannah?
She wouldn't have stolen it.
Not Hannah.
Yeah?
Yeah, yeah, I know it is.
Yep. Will do.
Yep, thanks.
The drum majorette's uniform, sir.
The tunic's been found.
Where?
Near the playing field.
Get Sarah to do a formal ID
of the body, will you?
And then meet me there.
Hiya!
Hi.
Ettie. Hannah.
Is this is a private party?
No. Come and join us.
Thank you.
We always give Guy a picnic
when he's playing.
He likes his food.
Yes, the greedy pig!
Would you like a cup of tea?
Yes, I would, thank you.
Thanks, that's mine!
Stop moaning. I'll get you
another one in a minute.
Hello, Mr Barnaby.
Hello, Guy.
Is Dean Hunniset, does he have
anything to do with your school side?
Dean? No.
Mercy Park's getting
a staff-patient side together.
Have you ever taken Mum on a picnic,
Mr Barnaby?
Er, no, no, I haven't.
I bet you'd like to.
Ettie, shut up.
Good shot!
Ugh!
Sir?
Sir.
Here. It's brandy.
Drink it.
Did you see anyone, sir?
No.
There's something I feel
I should tell you.
Dean Hunniset
hasn't returned to the hospital.
It can wait till morning, sir.
You need to see a doctor.
I'll put a call out for him.
You know, it's almost as if
someone were playing games with us.
Poor Mr Barnaby didn't look well
last night. No, he didn't.
Good job he had Mum there
to look after him.
Ettie, don't scuff those shoes.
Did you hear me?
They're my shoes.
Maybe Mum wants to look after
Mr Barnaby forever.
He's married.
What difference does that make?
Ettie, sometimes you say
the stupidest things.
Oh, yeah? I wonder where
I get that from.
Someone's coming to get you.
No!
No! Don't, Guy!
No! I said don't. I'll tell Mum.
Stop it. Stop doing that.
I said don't, Guy! No!
No!
Ow!
Tom, hello.
What did the doctor say?
Doctor said I'd been drugged,
probably with a strong tranquiliser.
I'd say tenzine, wouldn't you?
Oh, Tom.
Has Dean Hunniset returned yet?
No. He's still not here.
Can we have a look round?
I'm a bit late for an appointment.
That's no problem.
He can't hide behind
the shrinks now, can he, sir?
Where would he go?
This is his only home.
Perhaps he's still gardening.
All night?
This is gonna look good
in the stolen property book.
Sir!
All the rigging
from Haskin's workshop.
Yes.
Well, we've got him now.
He's definitely the one.
I'd like to think so.
Hello, Dean.
Please, put... put the piece of wood
down, OK?
I'm not going back.
I'm not going back
to that secure unit.
I thought you said you were supposed
to be an example to others.
I am. I am.
Well, what sort of example is that?
Come on, put it down.
Did you ever visit
Martin Wroath's house?
I went there once.
I did a couple of hours gardening
for him.
But he never paid us.
Did you visit his house
on the night he was murdered?
No.
But you have the strength
to kill people, Dean.
You also have the strength
to drag their bodies
from the scene of a crime
and hang them.
I saw you.
What?
The night Tony was killed.
I saw you. And the girl.
Where the hell are we going?
Gavin!
I was all set to cut the poor
bastard down
when you turned up.
What else did you see?
Nothing.
Come on, Dean!
You were there when he died.
So if you didn't kill him,
who did?
Who are you protecting?
I should have stopped it happening.
Who killed him, Dean?
Pissed off with talking now.
All right then.
Tell us about the rope and cord.
Why did you take it?
Nobody knew.
Climb out my window at night.
Take all I could get.
Nobody ever saw us.
Had to do it.
Had to help Dr Moore.
By stealing rope?
Of course.
If it wasn't there, they couldn't
use it, could they?
I had to stop them killing again.
Them?
How many are we talking about here,
Dean?
Two?
Maybe three?
We'll talk to you later, Guy.
Hannah, will you come this way,
please?
Hannah! I want to be with Hannah!
Just do as they say, Guy,
it's all right.
Do you know why you've been
brought here, Hannah?
No.
We'd like to ask you some questions.
Do you recognise this cup?
No.
Did you take it from Sarah's house
one day when you were babysitting?
No.
Take a closer look.
I may have borrowed it.
Without asking?
Yeah.
Who'd miss that thing?
Why did you borrow it?
Pfff! I needed some tat for a school
project on gamesmanship,
and that was perfect.
And did you take that cup
round to Martin Wroath's house?
Where?
The farmhouse in Salter's Lane.
Why would I want to take it there?
Because that's where we found it.
Next to the dead body
of Martin Wroath.
Did you put it there, Hannah?
No.
Did you put drugs in the cup?
How could I? I don't even know
where the house is!
But surely you knew Martin Wroath?
No.
Yes.
Your mother used to visit him.
Did she?
On a purely professional basis,
of course,
but maybe you misinterpreted that.
Maybe you thought he was, um,
trying it on with her.
She's old enough
to look after herself.
Not with you around, she isn't.
Then perhaps you invited yourself
around instead.
To teach him a lesson.
Hello, Mr Wroath.
Hello, Hannah.
And I expect you made yourself
look good.
Because Martin Wroath
would have liked that.
Martin Wroath was that kind of a man.
Then what? Did he offer you a drink?
A glass of white wine, perhaps?
Before I killed him?
Yes.
Come on now.
Me? I mean, how could I possibly
kill a grown man?
With some help, maybe.
Because you didn't go to that house
alone, did you, Hannah?
And oh, what a game
the three of you played.
Hannah! Kill him! Kill him,
kill him!
As for poor old Tony,
what kind of a threat was he?
But then, he did have a crush
on your mum.
We could all see that.
Did you hope that his murder
would help close down the hospital?
Why would I want that?
So that you and you family
could get away together.
And find that perfect place.
We believe that you used the same
drug to fix Tony's drink.
At the party, maybe.
We also believe
that you put some of those capsules
into his pocket
after you drowned him.
Hannah, you'll have to tell us.
Have to tell us the truth.
Because we have evidence.
And we're going to talk to Guy,
and we're going to talk to Ettie.
And I feel fairly certain
they'll have something to say.
And then there's your mother.
She'll have to know.
You bastard!
You were lucky.
You were so bloody lucky!
Yes, I realise that.
I knew how you liked your tea.
Would you like to tell us
about Gordon Leesmith?
What's funny?
Mr Leesmith and his band.
So you broke into the pharmacy
and stole more drugs.
Why did you do that?
You used up the others?
I asked Mr Leesmith for some drugs,
but he refused.
Why should he give them to you?
Because he liked me.
He wanted me to be
his drum majorette.
So we stole the drugs.
Ettie took some chocolate.
Me, a drum majorette?
So he had to be killed?
Of course.
He would have said something.
I'm surprised you didn't
drug him first as well.
Didn't need to.
He was already up for it.
He used to ring me saying
he'd got a uniform
and he wanted me to go
and try it on.
Ettie and I had such a laugh
about it.
And then we thought,
"Well, here's an opportunity."
I'm so glad you could make it.
I think we gave Mr Leesmith
the performance of his life.
Is this all right for you,
Mr Leesmith?
Is this how you want me?
No-one will ever
take our mother away from us.
Ever.
Ettie. Ettie, this is Miss Daniels.
She's our social worker.
And she'll be with us
during our little chat.
Is that all right?
Here we are.
Where's Mum?
Well, she's not at home yet.
So that's why Miss Daniels
is here.
Would you like to sit down, Ettie?
Here.
Do you want to ask me about Hannah
and Guy and what we did?
Perhaps we'll do that later on, yes.
But right now, I'd like to
talk to you about your father.
He's dead.
Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
What sort of person was he?
I expect he was a good dad to have,
was he?
He was all right.
Did you love him
as much as you loved your mother?
No.
Why not?
He was too clingy.
Too clingy? Why too clingy?
Too clingy with Mum.
All over her.
Kissing and that.
He used to send us
out of the room sometimes.
Why, why did he do that?
Because he wanted to be with Mum
all the time.
He used to make me cry,
and it made Hannah angry.
She said he wanted Mum
all to himself.
But Hannah and Guy, they got on well
with your father, didn't they?
They went away on a climbing holiday
together, didn't they?
I know.
Does that make you want to laugh?
Sometimes.
Why?
Dad didn't fall down the cliff.
Guy and Hannah pushed him.
Tom, why did you ask me
to meet you here?
Cos I might need your help with this.
All right.
I rang in.
They said you'd found the person
responsible for the murders.
Yes, that's right.
Oh, thank God for that.
So who is it?
a fishing freak like me.
- Do you like fishing?
- No, not really.
So who've you got at home, Trish?
Well, there's my husband, Paul.
And what does he do?
He's a tree surgeon.
Oh, great.
And then there's Kelly, she's eight,
and baby Mark.
Well, we call him baby Mark,
he's nearly six.
I'll bet he just loves
being called baby Mark.
He hates it, he really does.
And I guess the family's there
with you right now.
Yes.
Well, no, I'm in the bedroom,
they're downstairs in the
kitchen listening.
Having a good laugh, I expect.
Course they're not laughing at you.
Why should they? Best mum
in the world. they're proud of you.
Take care now.
Bye, Dave.
Sorry to say we still have major
problems as you approach Causton
on the Ridgeway,
due to an overturned vehicle
and trailer.
So avoid the area if you can.
Coming up later we've got Jenny
Carlisle with her regular
health spot,
followed by our old friend Rob Smith
with all the local farming news.
But right now, it's time for our
You Can Do It competition...
Arggh!
Morning, sir.
Troy.
His name's Martin Wroath.
He lived alone.
It's got to be suicide.
But what a way to do it.
..station that's giving away
a brand-new car.
Listen to Ed James
at breakfast tomorrow from six.
Who found him?
His housekeeper, sir.
Worked for him part-time.
I suggested she wait
in the drawing room.
He leave a note?
Haven't found one.
Could be some kind of memento
reminding him of better days.
Why didn't he just go outside
and stick a gun to his head?
Why go to all this trouble?
Mrs Mary May?
Yes.
How do you do? I'm Detective Chief
Inspector Barnaby.
Uh, I understand that you were
the first person to enter the
house this morning.
What time was that?
About 8:30.
My usual time.
I know all of this must have been
a great shock to you,
but can you remember the last time
you saw Martin Wroath alive?
Two days ago.
I only come in three days a week.
A house this size needs more time,
but he was a mean man.
Always expected more for less.
I'm sorry he had to do what he did
to himself.
I suppose some of us
could see that coming.
Could have had the decency
to give me my money first.
What money?
He owed me four weeks' wages.
Then again, he owed a lot of people.
Do you happen to know
his next of kin?
Yes.
It's all right
for you intellectuals.
Some of us have to work
for a living.
Stop it.
Mrs Sarah Wroath?
I'm Sarah Wroath, yes.
Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.
Do you think we could have a word,
please?
About what?
Um...
Can we talk inside?
Providing you don't raise
your voice, yes.
Thank you.
The baby's still asleep.
By the way, I don't call myself
Mrs Wroath anymore.
Just Sarah will do.
Right.
So, um, how can I help?
It's about your estranged husband,
Martin Wroath.
Oh, no, not more trouble.
What's he trying to do to us now?
Well, whatever he was trying to do,
Sarah,
he won't be doing it anymore.
Won't keep you.
It's Martin, Mr Leesmith.
He's killed himself.
What?
He shot himself.
I saw the body.
I was the one who found him.
He almost blew his own head
right off.
What can I get you, Mrs May?
I don't want anything.
I just thought I'd come and tell you
the news, that's all.
Well, that's very thoughtful
of you.
We're closed.
You've only just opened!
Thank you, Mrs May.
He caused us so many problems.
Gordon always hoped he'd
kill himself with drink,
but I'd never wish death on anyone.
Ever.
Who's Gordon?
He's the local pharmacist.
We set up home together
after I left Martin.
We were all set to get married
as soon as my decree absolute
comes through.
He's a good man.
And a proud father.
I just hope...
I just hope that Martin didn't
kill himself because of me.
Now why would you think that?
He wanted me back.
That's why he caused us
all these problems.
He'd...
He'd get drunk and come round here
and shout insults at me.
And at Gordon.
Was he ever physically violent
towards you?
During the marriage, yes.
He was always drinking,
gambling our money away,
and he liked the women.
Other women.
After I left, he got worse.
Got depressed.
So he tried to get help.
Where?
Mercy Park,
just outside the village.
Well, thank you, Sarah.
It's a great display, that.
Are those Gordon's?
Yes.
Yes, he's wasted working in
a chemist shop.
He's such a brilliant musician.
There was blood everywhere.
Up the walls, in the sink,
all over the fridge.
Martin Wroath?
Yes.
Well, what was left of him.
I'm glad they didn't ask me
to clean that lot up.
Morning, girls.
Good morning.
Thanks.
Excuse me. Thank you.
I've had a word with
the dead man's GP.
He'd been having treatment
for depression.
Yeah, I know, at Mercy Park.
Oh.
Anyway, it backs up
the suicide theory.
Does it?
I reckon so.
That device he built in there.
Maybe he had to do it that way.
Probably couldn't handle the moment.
Take this to Forensics.
Sarah!
He's dead.
That bastard's dead.
I know.
Our troubles are over!
Careful.
Oh, Sarah,
what would I do without you?
And you.
Look. Eh?
Ooh, quite a place.
And quite a person running it.
You don't know Dr Moore, do you?
No, sir.
I used the good doctor
on a couple of difficult cases.
Long before your time, of course.
Doing what?
These days it's called
psychological profiling.
Oh, that.
And having a brilliantly
analytical mind,
Dr Moore was spot on.
Yeah, well, these dried up
old academics
are all right for a bit of theory
long after the event,
but your Dr Moore doesn't have to go
out and find it first hand, does he?
Probably not, Troy.
Tom.
It's great to see you.
Jane.
It's good to see you too.
Jane, I've set up a five o'clock
appointment for the new arrivals.
Oh, right.
Troy, this is Dr Moore.
Dr Moore, Sergeant Troy.
Hello.
Hi.
This is Tony Parish.
He's our resident counsellor.
How do you do?
A resident counsellor
in a cottage hospital?
I've made changes.
Knowing you, Jane,
I wouldn't expect you to move
anywhere without making changes.
A survival course.
Why not?
I believe in active rehabilitation.
And that's what Mercy Park
is getting.
It's been long overdue.
So I kicked out the TV sets
and the slippers.
Well, I do hope
good old care in the community
is still flourishing.
It is. My kind of care.
No-one is left alone here.
What kind of patients do you have?
The usual cross-section,
and a few damaged people
I've shipped in.
They also need help.
Jane, we've come to ask you
about one of your patients.
Who?
Martin Wroath.
Martin.
He was here on a voluntary basis
for a while.
But he discharged himself
a few weeks ago.
Give you a reason?
Didn't need to.
He liked his drink too much.
Of course he wasn't
allowed that here.
Why?
Martin Wroath is dead.
He was found with gunshot wounds.
Martin?
That's terrible.
How? What happened?
When did you last see him?
I suppose about a week ago.
I used to visit him regularly.
On an unofficial basis.
Try and get him to come back.
But I was wasting my time.
You're not trying to tell me
that he killed himself?
We're not sure yet.
He wouldn't.
Not Martin.
He was a natural-born gambler,
always looking for
an easy way out,
a way that would benefit him.
He'd never take his own life.
Mum's home.
No! Leave me alone!
I'm telling her first.
Mum, guess what?
A man's dead, Mum.
We heard about it.
His head was shot off
and there was blood everywhere.
I know.
It was an ex-patient of mine.
Oh, no.
Guy, switch that off. Mum's upset.
Ettie, can you get Mum a drink?
What's wrong, Mum?
The man who died,
he was one of Mum's patients.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Really sorry.
What a day.
Mrs May.
What are you doing here?
May I?
Oh.
Put these back
where they belong, please.
Do what he says, will you?
We just wanted something back for
what we're owed, that's all.
This happens to be the scene
of a police investigation, Mrs May.
Are you aware of that?
Yes.
How did you get in?
Back door.
Then I'd like your keys to the house,
please.
Please.
Give him the bloody keys.
OK.
Come on.
Mrs May...
Do you know if Martin Wroath
had any visitors recently?
No. Except that doctor woman.
She was always here.
Thank you.
Sir.
Post-mortem report, Troy.
There were large amounts of alcohol
in Martin Wroath's system,
plus an almost equal amount
of an anti-depressant drug.
Here you go.
What about the cup?
It contained traces of the same
tricyclic drug.
So do you reckon he mixed himself
a cocktail
before he took his own life?
Why would he want to do that? I don't
know. To make things easier.
Read. Read what it says, Troy.
It says "large amount of the drug",
which would have been circulating
in his bloodstream,
which means he would have been
unconscious
at the time he was sitting in
that contraption of his.
So he'd have been in no fit state
to shoot himself.
If you're looking for the chemist,
you're wasting your time.
Why?
That's just his day job.
These damaged people Dr Moore's
been talking about.
What about them?
Would they have had convictions?
I have no idea. But I'm sure Jane
knows what she's doing.
Always admired her mind.
I'm sure you have, sir.
Jane was very good to work with,
Troy.
She would have made
a very good detective.
How are we supposed to ask questions
with that racket going on?
Police!
Stop!
The Morton Fendle
Concert Championship.
That's right. Three years ago.
What do you reckon the police want?
Dunno. Maybe Gordon's been murdering
the piano again.
Mind you, I would have preferred
stronger competition.
So this cup belongs to you?
Of course it belongs to me.
What are you doing with it?
When did you last see it?
At home with all the other trophies.
Where else would it be?
I've had enough interruptions for
one day, so if you don't mind...
This cup...
..was found beside the body
of Martin Wroath.
And it contained traces
of a tricyclic drug called tenzine.
Does your pharmacy stock that
particular drug, Mr Leesmith?
Did you kill Martin Wroath?
Of course I didn't kill him!
You had reason to.
Yes, but I couldn't do it.
I wouldn't take a life.
Martin Wroath must have stolen it.
Why would he do that?
Well, he was always calling round
to the house, all hours of the day,
trying to get Sarah back.
And he collected things.
Bits of bric-a-brac.
Gordon -
I'll be with you in a minute, Sonia.
Go through the andante
section again, will you?
Start at letter 'P'.
Right you are, Gordon.
Mr Barnaby.
This is a small village.
And I have two important roles
to play here.
People look up to me.
I can't afford trouble.
Right.
I have to admit, I...
I have conducted better bands.
Presentation, that's my main worry
with this lot.
But it's my ambition
to change all that.
I'm going to incorporate
one or two drum majorettes.
Good-looking young girls, of course.
That should make Midsomer Worthy
sit up and take notice.
I'm sure it will.
All right if I come on board?
Sure.
Hello.
Hiya.
Gor!
Couldn't do a handbrake turn
in one of these things, could you?
Be books everywhere.
Tell me something, Cully.
What do you know about
Dr Jane Moore?
Why?
Your dad finds her invaluable.
I know he asked her
to work with him once.
It was a difficult case.
I suppose she solved it for him,
did she?
Well, she must have helped.
Dad got a conviction.
They spent quite a few days together.
Must have had you and your mum
a bit worried.
Why should it?
It was a working relationship.
Course it was.
Is that it?
Only I'm due at the Crossways,
and I'm late.
Fine. You can drop me off.
From what I hear, the locals
aren't too sure about Dr Moore.
Why? They don't like
what she's done here.
They're a quiet lot.
They don't do much with their lives.
They read books.
Yes.
Maybe she was just too much of
a high flyer for them.
Has she got a family?
She's a widow.
Lives with her children.
Her husband was killed in a climbing
accident about three years ago.
I'll see you later.
Yeah. See you.
Yes, Martin Wroath was prescribed
tenzine while he was here.
On a regular basis?
Yes.
What about after he left?
He wouldn't have been able
to get hold of it.
Tenzine has a high overdose
danger rating.
It can only be taken under strict
medical supervision.
You see, his body contained a very
large amount of the drug.
Then I've no idea
where he got it from.
Yes.
What, again?
OK, I'll deal with it.
Dean!
Could Martin Wroath
have nicked the drug?
Not from here. Dean!
Of course, he could have been
hoarding his supply,
taking some home with him
every day.
Did your staff construct
this course?
No, Jane got a professional
to do it.
Jeff Haskin, a local man.
Dean!
Bit of a temptation, though,
isn't it,
for any potential suicide case?
We don't have many vulnerables here.
There are no physical exercises
planned today, Dean.
You know that as well as I do.
Do I?
Yes. So get down here right now.
I'd say ten out of ten for that.
Who is that man?
Dean Hunniset
has been in institutions
from orphanages upwards
most of his life.
Someone had to help him.
So you had him moved
to Mercy Park.
As part of a rehabilitation scheme,
yes.
He needs to be reintroduced
into society.
Is he allowed out?
Providing we know where he is, yes.
What does that mean?
He's allowed authorised absence
to do a part-time gardening job
in the village.
Where did you move him from, Jane?
A secure hospital unit.
Then he must have committed
an offence or two.
A long time ago, yes.
Poor old Dean's been lost
in the system.
Happens to a lot of people.
Troy, could you make your own way
back to Causton, please?
Yes, sir.
Why?
Because I'd like to take Jane -
Dr Moore - to the farmhouse.
Ettie.
I'm just going out for a while.
Tell Hannah and Guy, will you?
Yes, Mum.
I wonder what he was trying
to tell us.
Often suicides who hang themselves
are making some kind of statement.
"Look what you made me do", etc.
He didn't kill himself.
What are you talking about?
You mean someone went to all this
trouble to commit murder?
Yes.
I don't believe it.
So why didn't he fight back?
Because he'd been drugged first.
Oh!
Do you know of anyone
who could kill in such a way?
I could think of one or two.
But they've been put away for life.
When you last visited here
about a week ago...
..what kind of state was he in?
Much the same.
Drinking too much. Depressed.
Missing his wife.
He really loved Sarah.
And during your chats, did you ever
share a drink with him?
I'd have the odd glass of wine
now and again.
What kind of wine?
White. I only drink white.
I understand
Martin had quite a few enemies.
Yes.
How did he get on with people
at the hospital?
He didn't.
He upset quite a few.
He used to wind them up.
By the way, tomorrow's our first
anniversary at Mercy Park.
Tony thinks we should celebrate
at my place.
Will you come?
I'd like that very much, thank you.
And happy anniversary.
Good food.
Oh, thanks.
Our brother, Guy, organised it.
Top man.
Don't tell him that.
No. His head's big enough already.
Red or white?
Oh, red, please.
Thank you.
These doctors do all right
for themselves, don't they?
You're not drinking?
No, I'm driving,
but I'll have a Coke or something.
I expect you and Dad'll have
the odd drink in the line of duty.
Absolutely.
Gordon, glad you could make it.
Ah, thank you, Jane.
On my own, I'm afraid.
Sarah's busy with the baby.
Right.
Excuse me.
Tom. You look rather trapped.
Too many people for you?
Yes.
Let's go outside for a bit.
I think it's going rather well,
don't you? Looks like it.
Mm!
You've done wonders, Guy.
Thanks, Tony.
You all have.
But like I've always said,
nothing's too good for your mother.
I'd do anything for her.
Here's to a very successful year.
With an ex-patient dying on me?
Could have been better.
Martin Wroath's death
had nothing to do with you.
You must know that.
I took this job
when my husband died.
It was a downward step.
But I decided I needed something
a little less demanding
while I grieved for him.
And now it's taken off.
In a big way.
Yeah, and the kids,
they seem happy enough.
Oh, they're great.
And they stay so close to me.
Sometimes they act like parents.
Hm!
But at least Hannah and Guy
came through it all right.
It was a terrible time for them.
Oh.
You see, they were there
when Andy fell to his death.
At the moment your dad's
listening to Jane Moore's opinions
more then he's listening to mine.
Well, he must have a reason.
I'm sure he has.
Because I'm also quite good at
knowing what goes on
in people's minds.
It's part of the job.
He should know that.
Mm.
And some of the patients
she's got in that hospital,
I mean, it's a joke!
Why?
Police officers and psychiatrists
have different objectives,
that's why.
What objectives?
Well, it's simple - we lock them up
and the shrinks let them out again.
Oh, come on, Gavin! Relax!
It's a party.
Huh! Yeah.
Tony.
Do you mind if I ask you something?
What?
Are you all right?
Me? Yes, fine.
I've had a long day.
Did Dean Hunniset
get to know Martin Wroath
when he was at the hospital?
Of course he did.
They were in group together.
How did they get on?
They hated each other.
Oh, Tom.
Ettie, time for bed.
But Mum, I wanted to hear the music!
Up you go. School in the morning.
Please!
Jane, I think I'll head off.
OK.
Are you all right?
Bit tired.
I'm not surprised. You've been busy.
Mum!
Ettie. Bed!
Now! Come on, Ettie,
you heard what mum said.
We'll take her up with us.
Come on.
Kids.
That was fantastic, Gavin,
well done!
Yeah? Just wait till I start on
the knives and forks!
Dean?
If you've been in the stream again
after lights out,
there'll be trouble.
Dean!
Any chance of a lift?
What about Dad?
He's getting a cab home.
Or so he says.
OK.
I'm just over here.
Would you mind if we stop off
somewhere on the way back?
You must be kidding!
No, seriously, Cully,
this is business, not pleasure.
Stop where?
Mercy Park.
Why?
I want to prove something.
Prove what?
I want to know how he does it.
Who?
Gavin, this is crazy!
Come here.
Just trust me.
Where the hell are we going?
Gavin.
Wait!
What are we doing here?
I'll show you. Watch this.
Oh!
Careful!
God!
Well.
You've proved one thing.
You're no Tarzan.
Here, let me show you
how it's done.
Morning, Gordon.
Good morning, Sonia.
Um, Sonia,
perhaps you'd like to listen to, um,
this version of the piece
we've been rehearsing.
See what you think.
Did you see anyone else here
last night?
Er, no.
Did you hear anyone?
Er...
Not happy, Troy.
I know, sir.
Having to question you and my own
daughter as possible witnesses
makes me very unhappy.
Looks like his body was dragged out
of the stream and along here.
You saying he didn't hang himself?
That's right.
What beats me is, why drown him
and then string him up?
You can't be killed twice, can you?
These were found in his pocket.
They're in capsule form, so the
water hadn't quite dissolved them.
What are they?
At first glance, the same
antidepressant drug - tenzine.
You're saying...
You're saying he was murdered?
Yes.
How terrible!
You're used to seeing
this sort of thing, Dad.
Yes.
I'm not.
Did you see or hear anything else
when you were there?
No.
Well, I...
I thought I saw something when we
were making our way to the
survival course.
But I can't be certain. What do you
mean, you thought you saw something?
In the dark.
In the trees. A... a shape.
Like somebody watching.
But I can't be sure.
Er, I just wanted to say
that a certain little item
has arrived.
Yes.
This morning.
So perhaps you'd like to
come and see me some time.
I look forward to that.
It's all right, darling.
You go to sleep now, darling.
I've got to go.
I'll speak to you soon.
Forensic evidence suggests that Tony
was drowned in the stream,
yet marks on his body indicated
that he'd been forced under the water
and held there.
He also had some tenzine capsules
in his pocket.
I expect he intended giving them
to one of the patients.
Then why did he take them
to your party?
I don't know.
I expect he forgot.
The poor man's dead, for God's sake.
Could he have taken
the drug himself?
No.
Because there are also traces of
tenzine in his system.
If Tony had a drug
dependency problem,
I'd have been the first
to know about it.
Jane.
Have you seen this?
What is it?
It's a draft letter
saying that he'd been concerned
about Dean Hunniset's behaviour
and had recommended that all
his privileges be withdrawn.
Ugh.
Dean Hunniset.
I'm Detective Chief
Inspector Barnaby,
this is Detective Sergeant Troy.
Ugh.
Mr Hunniset,
could you tell us, please,
where you were last night
between the hours of 9pm
and midnight?
I was in the canteen at 9:30.
Talking to Terry.
Ask him.
Who's Terry?
One of the patients.
I came up here to bed.
It's lights out at 9:30.
There's four of us on this ward.
They saw me go to bed.
Ask them.
You people, you never give up,
do you?
I was convicted a long time ago, and
I've been shunted around ever since.
Why were you convicted?
We can check.
I stole cars.
And you were sectioned for that?
It was the way I stole them.
Why don't I make things
easy for you?
I didn't kill Martin Wroath.
But like a lot of people here,
I'd like to have done.
Why?
He antagonised people,
people with problems.
People who couldn't
defend themselves.
Fortunately they had me
to defend them.
They still have.
And Tony?
Now, why would I want to kill him?
Well, you obviously didn't like him.
Only because he was weak.
I've no time for weakness.
Not here.
This place needs people
like Dr Moore and me.
Why should it need you?
Dr Moore'll tell you.
I'm an example to others.
I've come through it all.
Dealt with all the crap.
Now they know
that they can do the same.
I knew there'd be trouble when they
put that survival course
near the stream.
Jeff insisted on it.
Said it was the best place for it.
Jeff Haskin?
Yeah.
The rope man.
My family have been in ropes
and rigging for years.
I even had a great uncle who was
a public hangman back in the '30s.
Really?
Did 18 of them.
My dad said he used to call them
his little pals.
And when he was going off to do
a job, he'd pack his overnight bag
and tell his wife he was going to
visit one of his pals.
Not the sort of friendship you want,
though, is it?
I believe you rigged the survival
course at Mercy Park, is that right?
That's right. Easy job.
I like rope.
Real rope.
I like the feel of it.
Smell that.
Hm.
Burmese hemp.
Best rope in the world.
You can do anything with it.
And my wife, she loves rope as well.
Got a lot of it in the house.
I take it that you knew
Martin Wroath.
Yes.
Bastard owed me money.
But he always avoided paying up.
Won't get it now, will I?
Why did he owe you money?
We were going into
business together.
It was his idea.
Said he knew of a market.
So I provided all the time
and materials.
But he lost interest.
I didn't get a penny.
What sort of business?
I'll show you.
He reckoned we could set up a stall
and sell these at country shows.
Siege engines.
I've checked out Hunniset's form,
sir.
He did steal cars.
But on the last occasion,
the owner tried to stop him.
Hunniset then attempted
to strangle him.
The victim was elderly
and had a heart attack
at the scene of the crime.
Hunniset then tried to strangle one
of the arresting police officers.
When, when was this?
About eight years ago.
He was found unfit to plead
and ordered to be detained
at a secure hospital.
He's not been in trouble since.
Joe! Come on, Theo, let's go.
Must have happened during the night.
The loo window was forced.
It's out the back.
Was the alarm on?
Yes.
But only the doors are connected.
You don't expect someone
to break into the loo, do you?
What was taken?
As far as I can make out,
some sugar-free chocolate.
Some drugs.
There was cash in the till,
but that's still there.
What kind of drugs?
Just the one kind.
The tricyclic drug
that you mentioned before, tenzine.
How much was taken?
Um, quite a large amount.
I closed the bar at 11:45
last night,
and I was here tidying up
till 12:30.
Did you see anyone near
the pharmacy at that time?
Didn't look.
Or hear anything suspicious?
No.
Thank you, Mr May.
Oh, hello, Hannah.
Is Mr Leesmith in?
Um, no, they've gone out.
Oh.
Would you like to come in?
Yes, yes, please.
I'm babysitting.
It's not a problem.
She's fast asleep.
She knows me. I often sit for them.
So where have they gone?
Sarah's a bit worried
about all the bad things going on
in the village just lately,
so Mr Leesmith's taken her out
to tea by the river.
He's even bought her flowers.
I'm sorry, are you working?
Oh, um, it's just homework.
Bit of a struggle, is that.
Oh, it's a nightmare.
Erm, would you like a cup of tea?
I'm just making myself one.
Yes, I would, thank you, thank you.
How do you like it?
Strong, please, with one sugar.
OK.
Are you a fan of
the Midsomer Worthy Band, then?
No, I hate that kind of music.
And all that silly dressing up.
I'm also worried about what's
happening in the village,
Mr Barnaby.
Well, you don't have to be, Hannah.
We're here.
We'll do our best to find out
who's responsible.
Thank you.
I wish we could go away.
Who's we?
Me and Mum, Guy and Ettie.
Go away where?
Just somewhere far away.
Somewhere quiet.
Mum works too hard.
She's always busy doing things.
If we could just find
the right place,
some quiet place,
we could look after Mum.
You like her, don't you, Mr Barnaby?
Yes, yes, I do.
I have a great admiration for her.
And it's her big occasion
on Saturday.
The Mercy Park open day.
Will you be there?
How could I possibly miss out
on a thing like that?
Hello.
The locals have done us proud
this time.
It's quite a turnout.
Yeah, good!
Enjoy yourselves.
We will, thanks.
I take it this isn't a day off.
With two unsolved murders to my name,
when can I have a day off?
What's that?
Don't know what your dad's up to.
He's got a number one suspect here
right now.
Who?
The rope-climbing expert.
Well, why don't you arrest him?
Not up to me, is it?
Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention, please!
Would both teams for the tug-of-war
assemble now?
OK, gents.
Come on, come on, let's have a good
contest, shall we?
All right, gentlemen,
start to take the strain.
Keep firm hold.
Right, let's see if we can
get it right this time.
Wait for my signal, please.
And...
Arggh!
Look, for the third time,
will you wait for the signal?
Don't you loonies
understand English?
Mick, what's he done to you, Mick?
You can see what he's like.
Why don't you just arrest him now?
Are you gonna let this happen?
It's all right.
It's not all right!
Nothing's all right!
My husband gets attacked,
and there's been a serious crime
at my house.
A serious crime?
Yes.
In my garden. Now what are you
gonna do about that?
I've left everything just as it was.
And I'm not the only one.
Next door's has gone as well.
So tell me, who'd want to steal
washing lines?
What happened at Mrs May's house?
Someone nicked her washing line.
What?
Not the washing.
Just the line itself.
That's her serious crime.
I mean, who'd want to steal
the old bag's knickers anyway?
In answer to your earlier question,
I'm not going to arrest Hunniset.
Why not?
He almost killed the referee.
Then again, he's got Dr Moore
on his side, hasn't he?
She believes in him, yes.
And I respect her judgment.
Mrs May and her stolen washing line,
sir.
What about it? Well, we've got
all the help we need.
So why not do a bit of psychiatric
profiling on that as well?
I'm so glad you could make it.
Gordon?
What's he been playing at?
Did they nick the flag as well?
No.
It was lying trampled on the ground.
That should be an offence in itself.
Why?
It's our national flag.
The Queen's flag.
The Union Jack.
Gordon!
Excuse me.
Gordon!
So what you gonna do about my rope?!
Is anything wrong?
I thought Gordon might be in here.
He does his prescriptions
on a Sunday morning.
Didn't he tell you
what he was doing?
No, he hasn't been home all night.
Gordon?
His suit's still hanging up
in his locker.
Can you go through the pockets?
Yes, sir.
His wallet's still here.
Money, credit cards.
Some loose change.
A lot of scuff marks
on the floor.
I think he was dragged into here.
Could have been killed
before he was hung up.
Like Tony?
Yeah.
And there's this.
It's Simms and Sykes or Simmons.
Anyway, something and Sykes.
Yeah, there's part of
a London postcode.
We've managed to trace that name,
sir.
It's Simblet and Sykes.
They're an old established firm
of outfitters.
They specialise in staff wear
and uniforms.
Gordon Leesmith?
I'm afraid so, yes.
Of all people. He was harmless.
Why was he killed?
We don't know.
How on earth is Sarah going to cope
with this?
Was Dean Hunniset working in
the village today?
I'm not sure.
He may have been.
I'd need to check.
There's something you should see.
There.
All the ropes, every one,
just disappeared.
Ropes. Hm!
They're everywhere in this,
aren't they?
Tony's body was hung up by a rope.
Leesmith was hanged
by his own lanyard.
Maybe the theft of the clothesline
isn't as trivial as we thought.
Jane, ever had any problems
with Jeff Haskin?
He resents this place.
Has he ever had a go
at you personally?
No.
Why, sir?
That man is very fond of rope.
I was just about to call you people.
Why?
Well, I'll show you why.
I was only gone an hour.
Why didn't you lock the place up?
I was only just along the road
in the pub having my lunch.
All my best ropes.
I mean, even all the odds and ends
of ropes are gone.
What use is that lot to anyone?
Don't know what I'm going to do now.
Gordon was the kindest, most
talented person I've ever known.
Who would want to hurt him?
I'm sorry, Sarah,
to have to ask you questions
at a time like this,
but you see, it is necessary.
We must find whoever's responsible.
You say he didn't tell you he was
going to the village hall
last night.
No.
He would have sent the other band
members straight home
after the performance.
Gordon would have gone back to
the village hall to change.
He was still in his uniform.
Did he tell you he'd ordered
a different kind of uniform?
What kind of uniform?
A drum majorette outfit.
No.
No, he didn't tell me.
But he could have bought it.
He did always want drum majorettes
in the band,
but I told him it wasn't right
for Midsomer Worthy.
They're far too conservative here.
Excuse me.
Did Gordon ever mention
that one of his commemorative cups
had gone missing?
No.
He believed Martin Wroath
could have stolen it.
Well, I wouldn't put it past him.
He was always round here.
We don't have that many visitors.
What about your babysitter?
Hannah?
She wouldn't have stolen it.
Not Hannah.
Yeah?
Yeah, yeah, I know it is.
Yep. Will do.
Yep, thanks.
The drum majorette's uniform, sir.
The tunic's been found.
Where?
Near the playing field.
Get Sarah to do a formal ID
of the body, will you?
And then meet me there.
Hiya!
Hi.
Ettie. Hannah.
Is this is a private party?
No. Come and join us.
Thank you.
We always give Guy a picnic
when he's playing.
He likes his food.
Yes, the greedy pig!
Would you like a cup of tea?
Yes, I would, thank you.
Thanks, that's mine!
Stop moaning. I'll get you
another one in a minute.
Hello, Mr Barnaby.
Hello, Guy.
Is Dean Hunniset, does he have
anything to do with your school side?
Dean? No.
Mercy Park's getting
a staff-patient side together.
Have you ever taken Mum on a picnic,
Mr Barnaby?
Er, no, no, I haven't.
I bet you'd like to.
Ettie, shut up.
Good shot!
Ugh!
Sir?
Sir.
Here. It's brandy.
Drink it.
Did you see anyone, sir?
No.
There's something I feel
I should tell you.
Dean Hunniset
hasn't returned to the hospital.
It can wait till morning, sir.
You need to see a doctor.
I'll put a call out for him.
You know, it's almost as if
someone were playing games with us.
Poor Mr Barnaby didn't look well
last night. No, he didn't.
Good job he had Mum there
to look after him.
Ettie, don't scuff those shoes.
Did you hear me?
They're my shoes.
Maybe Mum wants to look after
Mr Barnaby forever.
He's married.
What difference does that make?
Ettie, sometimes you say
the stupidest things.
Oh, yeah? I wonder where
I get that from.
Someone's coming to get you.
No!
No! Don't, Guy!
No! I said don't. I'll tell Mum.
Stop it. Stop doing that.
I said don't, Guy! No!
No!
Ow!
Tom, hello.
What did the doctor say?
Doctor said I'd been drugged,
probably with a strong tranquiliser.
I'd say tenzine, wouldn't you?
Oh, Tom.
Has Dean Hunniset returned yet?
No. He's still not here.
Can we have a look round?
I'm a bit late for an appointment.
That's no problem.
He can't hide behind
the shrinks now, can he, sir?
Where would he go?
This is his only home.
Perhaps he's still gardening.
All night?
This is gonna look good
in the stolen property book.
Sir!
All the rigging
from Haskin's workshop.
Yes.
Well, we've got him now.
He's definitely the one.
I'd like to think so.
Hello, Dean.
Please, put... put the piece of wood
down, OK?
I'm not going back.
I'm not going back
to that secure unit.
I thought you said you were supposed
to be an example to others.
I am. I am.
Well, what sort of example is that?
Come on, put it down.
Did you ever visit
Martin Wroath's house?
I went there once.
I did a couple of hours gardening
for him.
But he never paid us.
Did you visit his house
on the night he was murdered?
No.
But you have the strength
to kill people, Dean.
You also have the strength
to drag their bodies
from the scene of a crime
and hang them.
I saw you.
What?
The night Tony was killed.
I saw you. And the girl.
Where the hell are we going?
Gavin!
I was all set to cut the poor
bastard down
when you turned up.
What else did you see?
Nothing.
Come on, Dean!
You were there when he died.
So if you didn't kill him,
who did?
Who are you protecting?
I should have stopped it happening.
Who killed him, Dean?
Pissed off with talking now.
All right then.
Tell us about the rope and cord.
Why did you take it?
Nobody knew.
Climb out my window at night.
Take all I could get.
Nobody ever saw us.
Had to do it.
Had to help Dr Moore.
By stealing rope?
Of course.
If it wasn't there, they couldn't
use it, could they?
I had to stop them killing again.
Them?
How many are we talking about here,
Dean?
Two?
Maybe three?
We'll talk to you later, Guy.
Hannah, will you come this way,
please?
Hannah! I want to be with Hannah!
Just do as they say, Guy,
it's all right.
Do you know why you've been
brought here, Hannah?
No.
We'd like to ask you some questions.
Do you recognise this cup?
No.
Did you take it from Sarah's house
one day when you were babysitting?
No.
Take a closer look.
I may have borrowed it.
Without asking?
Yeah.
Who'd miss that thing?
Why did you borrow it?
Pfff! I needed some tat for a school
project on gamesmanship,
and that was perfect.
And did you take that cup
round to Martin Wroath's house?
Where?
The farmhouse in Salter's Lane.
Why would I want to take it there?
Because that's where we found it.
Next to the dead body
of Martin Wroath.
Did you put it there, Hannah?
No.
Did you put drugs in the cup?
How could I? I don't even know
where the house is!
But surely you knew Martin Wroath?
No.
Yes.
Your mother used to visit him.
Did she?
On a purely professional basis,
of course,
but maybe you misinterpreted that.
Maybe you thought he was, um,
trying it on with her.
She's old enough
to look after herself.
Not with you around, she isn't.
Then perhaps you invited yourself
around instead.
To teach him a lesson.
Hello, Mr Wroath.
Hello, Hannah.
And I expect you made yourself
look good.
Because Martin Wroath
would have liked that.
Martin Wroath was that kind of a man.
Then what? Did he offer you a drink?
A glass of white wine, perhaps?
Before I killed him?
Yes.
Come on now.
Me? I mean, how could I possibly
kill a grown man?
With some help, maybe.
Because you didn't go to that house
alone, did you, Hannah?
And oh, what a game
the three of you played.
Hannah! Kill him! Kill him,
kill him!
As for poor old Tony,
what kind of a threat was he?
But then, he did have a crush
on your mum.
We could all see that.
Did you hope that his murder
would help close down the hospital?
Why would I want that?
So that you and you family
could get away together.
And find that perfect place.
We believe that you used the same
drug to fix Tony's drink.
At the party, maybe.
We also believe
that you put some of those capsules
into his pocket
after you drowned him.
Hannah, you'll have to tell us.
Have to tell us the truth.
Because we have evidence.
And we're going to talk to Guy,
and we're going to talk to Ettie.
And I feel fairly certain
they'll have something to say.
And then there's your mother.
She'll have to know.
You bastard!
You were lucky.
You were so bloody lucky!
Yes, I realise that.
I knew how you liked your tea.
Would you like to tell us
about Gordon Leesmith?
What's funny?
Mr Leesmith and his band.
So you broke into the pharmacy
and stole more drugs.
Why did you do that?
You used up the others?
I asked Mr Leesmith for some drugs,
but he refused.
Why should he give them to you?
Because he liked me.
He wanted me to be
his drum majorette.
So we stole the drugs.
Ettie took some chocolate.
Me, a drum majorette?
So he had to be killed?
Of course.
He would have said something.
I'm surprised you didn't
drug him first as well.
Didn't need to.
He was already up for it.
He used to ring me saying
he'd got a uniform
and he wanted me to go
and try it on.
Ettie and I had such a laugh
about it.
And then we thought,
"Well, here's an opportunity."
I'm so glad you could make it.
I think we gave Mr Leesmith
the performance of his life.
Is this all right for you,
Mr Leesmith?
Is this how you want me?
No-one will ever
take our mother away from us.
Ever.
Ettie. Ettie, this is Miss Daniels.
She's our social worker.
And she'll be with us
during our little chat.
Is that all right?
Here we are.
Where's Mum?
Well, she's not at home yet.
So that's why Miss Daniels
is here.
Would you like to sit down, Ettie?
Here.
Do you want to ask me about Hannah
and Guy and what we did?
Perhaps we'll do that later on, yes.
But right now, I'd like to
talk to you about your father.
He's dead.
Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
What sort of person was he?
I expect he was a good dad to have,
was he?
He was all right.
Did you love him
as much as you loved your mother?
No.
Why not?
He was too clingy.
Too clingy? Why too clingy?
Too clingy with Mum.
All over her.
Kissing and that.
He used to send us
out of the room sometimes.
Why, why did he do that?
Because he wanted to be with Mum
all the time.
He used to make me cry,
and it made Hannah angry.
She said he wanted Mum
all to himself.
But Hannah and Guy, they got on well
with your father, didn't they?
They went away on a climbing holiday
together, didn't they?
I know.
Does that make you want to laugh?
Sometimes.
Why?
Dad didn't fall down the cliff.
Guy and Hannah pushed him.
Tom, why did you ask me
to meet you here?
Cos I might need your help with this.
All right.
I rang in.
They said you'd found the person
responsible for the murders.
Yes, that's right.
Oh, thank God for that.
So who is it?