Shakespeare & Hathaway: Private Investigators (2018–…): Season 4, Episode 9 - Time Decays - full transcript

There you are.

Here I am.

Are you going to sit?

Good idea. [HE CHUCKLES]

Oh...

Here.

Aw. [SHE CHUCKLES]

Erm... Sorry about
the other night.

Is this a gesture?

Sort of.

To tell you the truth,
it wasn't my idea.



It's a nice idea.

Shall we move on
from the other night?

Oh, yeah. I 'd like
that more than I can say.

Although, I am just saying.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Would you like a drink?

I thought you 'd never ask.

Frank Hathaway, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of murder.

What?
- You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if
you do not mention when questioned

something you later
rely on in court.

This is ridiculous!

KEELER: Anything you do say
may be given as evidence.

How long is this going to take?



We 're taking witness
statements from everyone.

You're not special.

OK.

Let's begin.

Why were you here last night?

I was on a hike.

You don't seem to be
much of a hiker, Frank.

Well, you don't seem
to be much of a copper.

What you gonna do?

When did you last
see the victim alive?

Last night.

When?
- I can't remember.

You can't remember?

No.

Okey-do key.

Well, let's start with
what you can remember.

And let's play a
little game, shall we?

Let's pretend that
you're a detective

and you're really
good at what you do.

Dare I ask?

Just some flowers I got from...

Oh, yoga.

Don't let it go to
your head. [HE CHUCKLES]

The headstand is the king
of yoga exercises, actually.

It improves brain function

and gives a whole new worldview.

Ah, I don't do exercise.

I've said it before and
I 'Il say it again...

[HE IMITATES FRANK:] Exercise
is bad for your health.

[HE CHUCKLES] I thank you.

Er, where 's our coffee?
[ PHONE CHIMES]

Oh, for God 's sake!

Leave me alone!

Frank, I know it's a new phone

but you do still have to
answer it for it to work.

I'm being spammed. That's
five times today already.

Give it here.
I 'Il block the number.

Thumb.
- Oh.

My old phone was much better.

Your old phone was wind-up.
- I can't even fit that in my shoe.

What?
- SEBASTIAN: Erm...

This is not spam.

This is a job offer.

"I want to employ you to
walk Shakespeare 's Way

to detect a crime
yet to be committed.

Respond urgently."

What's Shakespeare 's Way?

Oh, it's this stupid walk
to find the forest of Arden.

One I certainly won't
be setting foot on.

"How much?"

Give me the phone back!

It's spam! I don't do walking.

And I certainly don't do anonymous cases.
[ PHONE CHIMES]

Ten thousand pounds.
[ SEBASTIAN GASPS]

"Accept the offer in the next 60
seconds to receive a £5,000 retainer."

See? Spam.

Accept, accept!
- Yes!

Don't! Hey, no!
- " I accept."

[FRANK GIRLS GIGGLE RUMBLES]
[MESSAGE SENT ALERT]

Are you going to have a little sulk?
- Are you going to cry a little bit?

Well, I hate you both.
[ SEBASTIAN CHUCKLES]

LU: He doesn't mean that.
- We 're the only family he has.

Without us he 's nothing.

[PHONE CHIMES]

[SHE GASPS] - What?

Anonymous have just popped
£5,000 into our account!

Ker-chinga-boom!

Now I really hate you both.

Five grand to go on a hike?

[HE SCOFFS] I'm in the
wrong profession.

I'm saying nothing.

What happened next?

Another text.

"Meet the next morning by
Shakespeare 's church.

Blah, blah, blah."

I was, er, to join a hike run by
a company called Swift Foot Walks.

It was gonna be a two...

It was gonna be a two...

It was gonna be a two-day trip,
er, accommodation provided.

Now, during this hike a
crime would be committed.

And if I was to receive my final payment,
I had to try and work out who did it.

So, what did you do?

What could I do?

I said I wanted to look
the part, not look a prat.

There 's only so
much one can do.

What the hell are
walking poles anyway?

It's just more to carry.

You think you've got problems.
Check out six o ' clock.

[SHUTTER CLICKS ]- Huh?

Behind you.

Oh, dear God...

Get their names.

Thank you, Dr Watson. I have
done this before, you know.

Oh, hello there! Yes. Are
you here for the walk?

Yes.
- I'm Frank, Frank Hathaway.

Dr Ben Yang.

Oh, Dr Ben Yang.

My wife, Dr Chen Yang.

Chen 's fine.

Chen ' s fine.

Er, Hathaway, you say? Like
Shakespeare 's wife, eh?

Come again?

Why are you not in costume?

Well, I didn't know it was
compulsory. [HE CHUCKLES]

I must say, though,
you are looking good.

Not many people can pull off
woolly tights in the summer.

[FRANK CHUCKLES ]
[CHURCH BELL TOLLS]

Love!

Good work.

Shut up.

Who is that?

[SHUTTER CLICKS]

No idea.

[SEBASTIAN OVER RADIO:]
She's pretty though, huh?

Well, can't say as I
'd noticed, really.

Oh? Stop dribbling, then.

Wha?

Swift Foot Walks?

Er, no, I'm Frank,
Frank Hathaway.

I'm just a punter.
Yeah, and you are?

[CAR HORN HONKS]

Hello there. Hi. Well!

I'm Julian. Sorry I'm
late. Is this everyone?

We seem to be missing...

Beverley!

Julian.

I didn't know you...

[SHE CHUCKLES ]Nor did I.

So, Beverley and
Julian knew each other?

Oh, definitely. Yeah.

They were both surprised cos Beverley
had booked under her maiden name.

Sinclair.

And who was the woman
in the graveyard?

Er, she was called Summer
Stiles. She was a... is a physio.

Anyone else?

No, that was the lot.

Julian loaded the overnight
bags into the van.

Gave us our lunches and
the obligatory spiel.

So, Shakespeare died from
a night out on the lash

with his mates,
Drayton and Johnson.

Lesson to be learnt?

Beware the perils of mead.

Actually, it's more likely he died of a
particularly virulent strain of Typhus.

Excuse my husband.

He does like to bang
on about the Bard.

Look, I reckon we 're lucky to have
a Shakespearian scholar with us.

Good on ya, mate.

Off you go, meet
out in the exit.

[CAMERA ZOOM WHIRS]

JU LIAN: Now, your phones.

Our phones?

Devices for calling people?

Pop them in here.

You're going to walk Shakespeare
's Way Shakespeare 's way.

Sans phones.

Uh-oh.

Sans phones is perfect.

Don't worry, you 'Il
get it back. Promise.

Go on, off you pop.

Follow these. The whole
route 's waymarked.

We 're right next to the
obelisk. You can't miss us.

See you there. And have fun!

[LIGHT CHEERS] - Brilliant.

See ya!

Thanks so much.

This is like in Shakespearean times.
- Yes.

Prithee, my love.

Thank you, young sir.

SUMMER: Oh, and
there 's a tree.

Look at that massive tree.

Oh, jeez.

[HE CHUCKLES] Just walk.

Just... Just walk!

"O that this too too solid flesh would
melt, thaw, and resolve itself..."

Stop it!
- " ...into a dew!"

[FRANK PANTS] Oh!

[SUMMER CHUCKLES]

OK?
- Oh, yeah. Just, you know...

Ooh! Just enjoying the scenery.

It's quite
breathtaking, isn't it?

Apparently.
[ BOTH LAUGH]

Are you married?

Nosey.
[ SHE CHUCKLES]

I think you probably were, but
you've not met the right person.

Oh, is that right?

[HE STAMMERS] What about you?

Oh, I haven't been looking.

Ooh! Erm, let's, er...

Let's eat over there.
It's a way better view.

Yeah, that's...
That's a cracking idea.

OK, I ' Il, erm... I
'Il tell Beverley.

[FRANK PANTS AND CHUCKLES]

[SHE SIGHS] I told
you. Look at that.

Yeah, I've seen better from lower.
[ BOTH CHUCKLE]

Ooh... Where is everyone?

The Yangs are arguing,
and Beverley's peeing.

I'm lookout.
- Ooh.

So don't... Don't look!
- Don't look. No lookies, no.

Ooh.

Oh, you're burning.

Yeah, no.

Thanks.
- Yeah.

Oh!

Oh, I'm going to smell
like a tossed salad.

You know, a posh one.
[ BOTH CHUCKLE]

You're funny.

[IN A WEST COUNTRY ACCENT:]
Well, I tries me best.

Are we eating? I'm starving.

A lady after my own heart.

I was about to eat my own hand.

BEN: No, I'm not! They like it!
- CHEN: No, they don't!

Yeah, they like it. I'm funny!
- Stop it.

No, you're not funny.
You're far from it.

"This blessed plot, this earth,
this realm, this England!

Good health to you. And
to all who sail in you."

[BEN LAUGHS]

"Drink to the freedoms of
pleasure, opportunity and youth."

Oh, no, I'm fine. I'm just
going to have my pork pie.

Ah! "How shall summer's honey breath hold out

against the wrackful
siege of battering days."

Can I tempt you with a sip?

I'm good, thanks.

Dr Yang wasn't making
friends, was he?

Ah, he was an idiot. His
wife saved the day, though.

How?

Well, from then on...

everything went nuts.

[SHE HYPERVENTlLATES]

What's wrong with her?

She's having a reaction.
Probably something she ate.

My wife, eminent surgeon,
saveth the day yet again.

It's not in here, Beverley.

[GASPS FOR BREATH ]It must
be. It's always in there...

Control your breathing.

I'm not going to let
anything happen to you.

Ben, give me your bag.

"Dost thou think because
thou art virtuous..."

I need the adrenaline
pen, you idiot!

My husband has allergies too

so we ' re going to use
his pen to buy us time.

We need to let Julian know.
- We don't have our phones.

Someone could run
ahead. Er, not me.

I could.
- Go.

"Stand not upon the order of
your going but go at once!"

So, Chen injected Beverley and
Summer ran off... What then?

Well, Chen said the adrenaline would
only last for a while, so we pushed on.

[BEVERLEY PANTS]

CHEN: Help!

CHEN: Help!

Help! Help!
[ BEVERLEY COUGHS]

What happened?

She 's about to go into anaphylactic
shock. Call an ambulance.

I can't.
- Give us our phones back, then.

There 's no signal here.
We 're in a dead zone.

Where 's Summer?

I don't know. I haven't seen
any of you since you left.

And the van won't start
and the land line 's dead.

We 're trapped.

So, what did you do?

Came in here.

Chen asked Julian to search Beverley'
s overnight bag which was over there.

FRANK: Yeah, he found her spare
medication, Chen treated her.

And she made a
miraculous recovery?

I don't know.
- Why?

Because I 'd already gone.

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

Summer!

[HE PANTS]

Summer!

SUMMER: Help me!

[SUMMER PANTS] I'm here.

[SUMMER GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

[SHE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS] Ow.

Help!

[SHE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

Help!

Summer!

Summer! Oh...

Oh, I fell. I hurt my ankle.
- It's alright.

I thought I was...
- I'm here now. It's alright, it's OK.

That's pretty much it.
- What?

What do you mean,
" pretty much it"?

What happened to
Summer? To Beverley?

What happened last night?

It's... hazy.

Come on, Frank. You've got
to do better than this.

Right, well, we came back.

Er, Beverley had
sort of recovered

so I went in the shower.

And when I came back down,
the mood had changed...

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]

[BEVERLEY LAUGHS]

Slow down!

Keep up or shut up!

"Men at some time are
masters of their fates.

The fault, dear Brutus,
lies not in our stars

but in ourselves."

"O summer's honey
breath...[ HE LAUGHS]

Let us make Bacchus
blush." Dance with me.

Oh, no, I can't...
- "Who his spoil of beauty can forbid?"

Leave her alone, will ya.
- Ben!

Leave her alone!
[ SUMMER SCREAMS]

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE RUNTS]

[FRANK GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

That's the last thing I
can remember. Until...

No! No! It's not true!

[SHE WAlLS]

What's happened?

Excuse me, madam, who are you?

Beverley Sinclair. Who are you?

Detective Sergeant Keeler.

I 'Il be needing to
interview all of you.

Why? What's going on?

Ben's missing.

And a dog walker discovered
a body early this morning.

KEELER: I took these
at the crime scene.

As you can see, it
was a frenzied attack.

Initial findings from the pathologist
say he was struck with something

and then stamped on.

Stamped on?

Footprints all over his body.

Looks like a trainer to me.

Any of that jog your memory?

Why would it?

Well, we discovered
this near the body.

Have you seen it before?

No, that's ridiculous!

What would his motive be?

Listen, if you're not going to charge
him, then I demand that you release him.

Lu.
- Otherwise I'm going to get a solicitor

and she's going to get medieval...
- Lu... Lu!

Oh!

Oh, hello. You're here.

Yeah, they were just taking my statement.
They took everybody' s statements.

Right.

You've got no shoes on.

Yeah, I know.

Take me home.

OK.

Er, thank you. It's
all sorted. Bye.

[HE SIGHS]

LU: Oh! Hello!

Morning.

FRANK: I told you
exercise was bad for you.

I bought coffee.

And I bought doughnuts.

Thanks.

Oh, come on, cheer up.

We all know this has got
nothing to do with you.

Anyone could have picked up your
walking pole and Keeler knows that.

Keeler knows someone on
that walk murdered Ben.

I was on that walk.

This is just another job

and we will work the suspects,
just like we always do.

Starting with the victim
's wife, Ms Chen.

What if it was me?

What if I did it and
I can't remember?

Well, then we 'd inherit the
business. Wouldn't we, eh?

And it would be Shakespeare
and Brudie.. Bru ..

No, Brudenell!
- Brudenell.

[PHONE CHIMES] [FRANK GASPS]

Anonymous. "Worked it out yet?"

This is perfect!

What?
- Because it's proof. It's evidence.

Hey? Anonymous is not
as clever as they think.

[WHOOSHING ALERT]

Oh! Ahh! Stop!
- SEBASTIAN: What's happening?

It's disappearing! The messages
are disappearing! Make it stop.

I can't... It won't...

Ahh, no...

Please tell me they
haven't all gone.

They haven't all gone?

They've gone, haven't they?
- Yep.

Doughnut?

LU: Thank you for seeing us.

We realise this must be
a difficult time for you.

CHEN: So people keep saying.

You had questions?

Yes, we 're just trying to work
out why everyone was on the walk.

It was our wedding anniversary.

Ben won a competition.
Some online thing.

It was supposed to be
a trip of a lifetime.

Trip of a lifetime?

Our marriage wasn't the best.

It was our counsellor's idea.

Too little too late, I
thought, but I gave it a go.

[FRANK SLURPS LOUDLY]

Did either of you know
anyone else on the walk?

No.

I was dreading it. I thought it
would be full of middle-aged bores.

No offence.
- None taken.

But in actual fact, I
met some good people.

SUMMER: Yeah, it feels
like my metatarsal.

CHEN: Get it x-rayed.

Get you two! Is there
a doctor in the house?

Oh, I'm just a lowly physio.

And I'm just a lowly teaching assistant,
but I'm glad you're both here.

And I'm very glad to be
alive. Thank you both muchly.

[SUMMER LAUGHS]

Boring water.

I was really looking
forward to a fun night.

SUMMER: Oh! You single, then?

Divorced. Best thing
I ever did. You?

Oh, I married a wonderful
man, that I lost too early.

But park the sympathy. I'm
doing fine. More than fine.

I'm moving on.

BEVERLEY: To moving on.

Moving on!

You OK?

I need to move on.

I can't remember the
last time I had any fun.

I can't say the same for him.

BEVERLEY: Really?
- No proof, but you know, don't you?

[BEVERLEY SCOFFS] Men are scum!

Divorce him.

Or kill him. Whichever
comes easiest!

[THEY LAUGH]

So, he was unfaithful?

I think so.

He had a thing
for younger women.

Oh, sorry...

It's just I saw how
he was with Summer.

And I saw how you
were with Summer.

Do you have a thing
for younger women?

[HE SLURPS LOUDLY]

So?

What?

Ha! Don't "what" me!

How "were you" with Summer?

I'm not talking about it.

Are you going to
open this or what?

I don't think I am.

[HE SIGHS]

We... got on.

On?

Yeah, on.

[HE SNORES]

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

[SHE LAUGHS SOFTLY]

See you at breakfast, sailor.

[DOOR OPENS]

Hey... [HE CHUCKLES]

[SHE GASPS] Francis Hathaway!

And on the job as well.

That's just it.

I can't remember.

And if I can't remember that,
what else can't I remember?

Well, let's find out.
Summer is next on the list.

Will... Will you talk to her?

I think I 'd be better
off talking to Beverley.

Yeah, sure.

SUMMER: Can I help?

Oh, you are home. [SHE LAUGHS]

Sorry. Takes me an age
to do anything on these.

Come in.

Hello, I'm Lu Shakespeare.
So Frank' s partner.

Oh, I didn't know
he had a partner.

Oh, no! No, not that kind
of partner. [SHE LAUGHS]

No, we ' re not... No, business
partner. We ' re detectives.

[SHE CHUCKLES] Frank's a detective?

Yeah. Didn't he say?

No.

Oh.
[BOTH LAUGH]

How is he?

To be honest,
he's a bit embarrassed.

Ah. He, er... He told you.

Only in a professional
capacity, obviously, no details.

Nothing, you know, too...

He's...

He doesn't really remember much.

He remembers getting hit.

Yeah, defending my honour.

Gah, Ben was a right...

Frank said. Idiot.

He was. Even his
wife thought so.

She let rip at him and he
stormed off into the rain.

Did anyone follow him?

I don't know. I was
upstairs by then.

[FRANK WHIMPERS]

[SUMMER LAUGHS]

[IN NASAL VOICE:] Are
you waffing at me?

I 'd never "waff" at you!

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS] - Oh...

Sleep well.

Oh, don't go. Pwease!
- Oh...

Alright, I 'Il stay wiv woo.

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS] Fank qwoo.

Did you spend the
whole night together?

We... slept for... some of it.

Oh! [SHE CHUCKLES]

Lovely, that's great.
That' s, erm... Yeah.

Good for you.

How did you come
to be on the walk?

I won a competition.

I can't remember
entering it, though.

The prize just popped
up in my inbox.

I guess it was through
a soul destroyer site.

A what?

You know, a dating site.
- Oh. Ha.

Apparently, there ' s not a lot
of men who want a relationship

with a middle-aged divorced
teaching assistant.

But you got along
with Julian, though.

Oh, that's different.
We had history.

How do you mean?

We were close once.

But I was married
and he was noble

and he backed right off.

My marriage imploded
shortly after.

And I 'd realised I ' d given the best
years of my life to a man I couldn't stand.

What happened to Julian?

He went back to Australia.

I never really got over him.

What, even though he
tried to kill you?

Packed lunch? Peanut allergy?

[SHE CHUCKLES]

There 's no way in a million
years Julian did that.

He knows I've got an allergy.

Look, he 's not going to mess
up his new business, is he?

SEBASTIAN: Thumb, please.

This one, see?

Looks like an ordinary
message app. It isn 't.

You can send or delete
messages whenever you want.

I didn't download that.
- That's not the point.

The point is it's on your phone.

That's why the
texts disappeared.

But how did it get there?

SEBASTIAN: No idea.

But I do know why Frank was
offered money to go on the hike.

Why?

This is your private
email account.

The clue is in the title.

How did you get in there?
It's password protected.

Well, " bigboy1 ", don't
write the password down

and leave it in
your desk drawer.

In your spam folder, I
found amongst other things

numerous unanswered
emails informing you

that you 'd won the competition
with Swift Foot Walks.

Hence the last-ditch attempt
to get you on board with money.

So, it wasn't a random group.

Somebody wanted to get us
to Swift Foot Barn. Why?

We need to speak to Julian.

Er, can you do that?

Why?
- Well, I'm busy.

With what?

I've got a date.

Ow!

Mm... There you go.

She loves you, she loves
you not.[ HE CHUCKLES]

No, she 'Il love you.

No, she won't. I
look like an idiot.

But a dashing idiot.
She 'Il appreciate the gesture.

[POLICE SlREN WAlLS] [FRANK SIGHS]

No, I can't do it.
I 'Il save it as a backup.

Now go!

Good luck.
- Get stuffed.

[INDISTl NCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER]

Hello? Oh, hello.

Hi. Who are you?
- Hi.

I'm Lu Shakespeare,
I'm Frank' s partner.

Oh, I didn't know he had a...
- Oh, no.

I'm not... I don't know why everyone
thinks that... We 're just...

[SHE INHALES SHARPLY]
We 're detectives.

You know, and I just wondered if I
could come and ask you a few questions.

Oh, right.

Ah, come. Join me. Sit down.

Help me finish off the mead.

Oh, no. [SHE LAUGHS]

No, no, no, no. I saw
what happened to Frank.

Oh, he 's a
lightweight.[ HE CHUCKLES]

No, this is just a
supermarket I PA.

Didn't have time to
make the real deal.

Probably why I'm
getting it in the neck.

What d 'you mean?

One-star review
napalm. [HE CHUCKLES]

"The near-death peanut disaster."
"The actual death disaster."

"No Wi-Fi." Oh and my
personal favourite:

"Stay here if you want to die!"

[HE LAUGHS] Boom!
Goodbye, business.

Who do you think posted them?

[HE SIGHS] Well, if he
wasn't dead, I 'd say Ben.

I hate myself sometimes.

No wonder she does.

Mate, you're over thinking.

Hey, and slow down.
Mead 's strong stuff.

This isn't mead. It's pish.

In fact, your whole
business is pish.

You jumped on the Shakespeare
bandwagon to make money.

If I had my way, nobody
would ever stay here again.

No, point in fearing
the dead, though, eh?

So, I guess it was
Beverley dropping bombs.

I did nearly kill her.

I don't think so.

No, she told Frank that you wouldn't make
a mistake like that in a million years.

Did she?
- Yeah.

Huh...

Was Beverley the reason you
came back from Australia?

What? No.

Maybe.

But you didn't know she
was going on the walk.

No.

So, you didn't set up
the online competition?

No, that was Red
Jewel Promotions.

Yeah, they did it.
- So you had nothing to do with it?

[HE CHUCKLES] I'm
Mister Practical.

Build anything, me.

But publicity? All that tech
stuff just doesn't interest me.

When Red Jewel popped up
offering their services

I bit their hand off.
[ SHE CHUCKLES]

Three months ago, Red Jewel
Promotions didn't even exist.

It's like it was set up purely
to get people on the walk.

Right, do we know
who 's behind it?

I looked up the company info...

Red Jewel Promotions is registered
under the name " Frank Hathaway".

What?
- He 's being set up.

[PHONE RlNGS]

Shakespeare and Hathaway,
how may I help you?

Oh, right...

Right...

Right.

Right?

Frank's been
arrested for murder.

Forensics discovered
the footprints

surrounding and covering
the body of the victim

are a perfect match
for your trainers.

They were by the
door of the barn.

Anyone could have used them.

Blood found on your trainers
and your walking pole

has been confirmed as
that of the victim.

Like I said, anyone
could have used them.

We also found traces of your
blood on your walking pole

indicating a struggle occurred
between you and the victim.

Well, that didn't happen...

Well, it did, but earlier on.
- Is that so?

For the benefit of the tape, I'm showing
Mr Hathaway a phone, exhibit Jk13.

Please, could you open
it with your thumbprint.

The messages I received
disappeared. I told you.

Actually, we 're after
a message you sent.

This one.

For the benefit of the tape, the message
reads, " Meet me at the obelisk."

The exact same message we found on the
victim 's phone recovered by his body.

I didn't write that. How
could I? There was no signal.

You don't need a signal to
send a Bluetooth message.

You just need someone
willing to accept it.

Why would Ben accept a
message from me? He hit me!

Why would he meet me at the obelisk?
- He wouldn't.

But you can name your
phone whatever you want.

And you knew exactly what to name
yours to make him come running.

Very clever.

But you always thought you were cleverer
than everyone else, didn't you, Frank?

£7.93 an hour.

SEBASTIAN: Is it
usually this hard?

LU: Usually we have Frank.

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS] Remind
me never to do yoga again.

This is all wrong.

What is?

You.

Upside down. A new worldview.

These aren't suspects.

They're all victims.

Frank...

is up for murder.

Summer could have
died at the quarry.

Julian 's probably going
to lose his business.

Beverley nearly
died. Ben did die.

And Chen lost her husband.

They're not suspects,
they're all victims.

So we are missing someone.

Someone we haven't
even considered yet.

Who?

I have no idea.

But the walk, the walk
is the common link.

So we need to get back
to Swift Foot Barn.

Probably tomorrow now.

Well, it's just that, we know what
made you come back from Australia

but we wondered
what made you go.

Was that to do
with Beverley too?

Partly.

But I 'd also just
quit my business.

Oh, right. What
was your business?

Security. I installed
high-tech alarms.

OK.

It's just, yesterday you said that
high-tech stuff wasn't really your thing.

Oh, yeah, no, it isn't.

No, I just installed the kit.

My business partner
Michael, he did the tech.

[TOlLET FLUSHES]

Where 's Michael now?

Oh, I don't know, mate.

SEBASTIAN: You
sure about that?

He 's sure.

Neither of us know
or care where he is.

[BEVERLEY SIGHS]
Michael Reynolds...

A drunk, a gambler...

my husband.

He was not a nice man.

I should have stayed.

I should have come
when you asked.

What made you
leave the business?

Money was going missing.

Er, I suspected Michael was
stealing it to pay his debts.

I confronted him,
but he denied it.

So you went to Australia.
What happened to him?

He went to prison.

Prison?

After I divorced him

the police caught him stealing from some
of the companies he installed alarms for.

He got jailed for five years.

I wonder how the police found out.
- BEVERLEY: I don't know.

I tipped them off.

I was angry and a little
heartbroken, if I'm honest.

I'm sorry.

You've got nothing
to apologise for.

Ah, well...

Michael sounds like an angry man who '
s angry with his ex-business partner.

Angry with his ex-wife.

This is all about revenge.

Here we are. Michael Reynolds
held at Avonford Prison...

but released early!

It's Michael. We go to
Keeler, we get Frank out...

Well, hang on, first we
need to confirm the theory.

And we were just wondering if the name
Michael Reynolds meant anything to you.

He was a patient of mine.

He was. Right.

Erm, do you remember
anything about him?

Some cases you don't forget.

I operated on Michael when
he 'd fallen from a roof.

It was touch and
go, multiple bleeds.

I managed to save him,
but he ended up paralysed.

Woo-hoo! He 's
here. Here he is.

What are you looking
so pleased about?

You're a free man!

Oh, cheer up, you miserable sod.

We just got you out!
- How did you link me to Michael Reynolds?

Julian.

He was the one that gave the
police the anonymous tip-off.

Of course.

I was the one that caught Michael
stealing from the warehouse.

I chased him, but he was
drunk and fell off the roof.

Well, you were the last
piece of the puzzle.

All we've got to do
now is find Michael...

Michael 's dead.

He died three months ago.
Complications of the brain injury.

He got an early release from
prison on compassionate grounds.

But that doesn't make sense.

Michael was the only one with a motive.
- But not the opportunity.

Well, if it wasn't him, then
why did Keeler let you go?

Two reasons.

The time difference between
when Ben was murdered

and he received that Bluetooth
message from my phone

is four hours after he 'd died.

And two...

The only person on the hike that
Michael didn't want revenge on

was the one he
fell in love with.

The physio at the prison.

[SUMMER HUMS]

Hello.

Frank! You're out!

Well, in the words of
the great Billy Joel

"I am an innocent
man. Oh, yes, I am."

That's fantastic! [SHE LAUGHS]

You must be so relieved.

Maybe.

So how's the foot, then?
- Oh, getting better.

Well, you won't be
needing that, then.

Oh, it's not that
bad. [SHE CHUCKLES]

Come on, let's get a drink.

We need to celebrate.

To moving on.

Indeed. [HE CHUCKLES]

Mmm.
[SHE CHUCKLES]

Oh... [SHE CHUCKLES]

Oh!
[ HE CHUCKLES]

It's a nice place.
- Oh, it's a bit small.

Hence the studio in the garage.

Yeah, I suppose. Yeah.

It's not ideal for
someone in a wheelchair.

Sorry?

Your husband Michael.

It must have been a bit of a squeeze
for him those last few months.

How did you find out?

You were the physio
at Avonford Prison.

Got married to him a
few days before he died.

Must have been sad.

The hardest thing
I've ever done.

Harder than killing someone?

Whose plan was it?
- Both of ours.

Why didn't you walk
away when he died?

None of this had to happen.

You took from Michael,
I took from you.

You all got what you deserved.

That's not quite
right, though, is it?

Beverley was
supposed to die too.

You took the adrenaline pen out of her
rucksack when she was having a wee.

She 'd already
used your sunscreen.

I mean, you laughed at me when I said
I smelt like a posh tossed salad.

What did you put
in the sunscreen?

Peanut oil.
- Ah, clever.

You ran on to the barn,
disconnected the phones

disabled Julian 's van, then you doubled
back and then faked your own injury.

How am I doing?

But you didn't realise that Ben
had a peanut allergy, did you?

Because you were
focused on Chen.

Oh, when she got that adrenaline
pen out of her husband ' s bag

you must have been livid.

I was.
- And you could still have walked away.

I wanted her to suffer too.

She took my husband,
I was gonna take hers.

How did you, erm...

How did you ..

Kill Ben?

I slipped out.

It was easy to get him to
meet me at the obelisk.

He didn't even notice I
was wearing your trainers

and carrying your hiking pole in the
bloodied towel I 'd taken from you.

He cried when I hit him.

He was innocent.

He was a letchy old
man, just like you!

[FRANK GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

[SHE GASPS]

Careful, Frank.

Michael 's medication
's very strong.

The only reason I
was in bed with you

was because I couldn't
find your phone.

Who keeps their phone in a shoe?
- Oh...

Safest place for it.

I... I really liked you.

Oh, I know.

Everyone saw how much you did.

That's why they' Il believe
me when I tell them that

you came to my house drunk

and, when I refused
you, you attacked me.

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE RUNTS]

I'm in fear of my life.

Just so you know...

even in a wheelchair

Michael was twice the
man you could ever be.

Summer Stiles, I am arresting
you on suspicion of murder.

Get off!

Get her out of here.

Are you OK?
- Oh, nighty-night, Summer!

Don't let the bedbugs bite!

Go to hell!

That's not nice,
is it? [HE LAUGHS]

Oh?

How's he doing?
- Yes, he 's a little bit, erm...

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE RUNTS
AND LAUGHS ]Joseph Keeler!

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS] Oh,
come on. I love your tash.

[LU GIRLS GIGGLE RUNTS]

Hello, little caterpillar...

[IN HIGH VOICE:]
Ooh! Hello, Frank!

Alright, whatever.
The wire worked.

We got everything.
She 'Il go down.

It was a good idea.

Oh! I'm glad, Orifice.
- Good.

[HE LAUGHS] Officer!

It's a nice colour.
Do you dye it?

Just get him out of here.
- Yes, I will.

Good night, Keely-wheely! Good
night, little caterpillar!

[IN HlGH VOICE:]
Good night, Frankie!

LU: Oh, Frank.

Oh, Frank... Oh. Oh, Frank!
[ HE LAUGHS]

No, I can't take the
weight. Frank. Frank! Frank!

LU: Francis Hathaway,
get in the car now!

Oh, yes, ma' am!

You were not exaggerating,
Lu. He is in a right state.

I'm glad you came. Come on.

My pleasure. Where
are we taking him?

To mine. I don't
want him on his own.

[HE GIRLS GIGGLE ROANS]

I'm never alone
with you two. Huh?

We 're family.

Oh, I love you guys.
I love ya! [HE CHUCKLES]

There you go. Mind
the head. That's it.

And the leg is in.

There we go. Hoo-hoo!
Did you get all that?

Every word.

[FRANK ON RECORDlNG:] I
love you guys. I love ya!

[SHE LAUGHS]

We 're never gonna have to
buy another coffee again.

[HE SNORES]