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- Bit of a mess, eh? - The ground was collapsing.
Why put a cemetery in a sink hole in the first place?
I doubt they had radar detection back then.
That's why I'm gonna get cremated.
I'd rather be scattered on the wind than stuck in some hole.
I'm donating my body to medical science.
- They'll be thrilled to bits. - Thank you.
Murder weapon found underneath the coffin.
Traces of blood and hair on the marble.
I'm expecting forensics to confirm
that it belongs to this bloke, Jason Henway.
Herbalist and co-owner of Nature's Zenith,
holistic health centre in Soho.
Hey, I've been there. Had a lovely shiatsu.
He was bludgeoned to death on February 27th, 2008,
between 8:00pm and 10:00pm.
Found the next morning in his office
by business partner Evan Langley.
The only thing missing was the bust.
- Whose coffin was it under? - Gwen Morris.
One of Mr Henway's clients.
She died of cancer the week before he was murdered.
Can't be a coincidence, murder weapon turning up in her grave.
Funeral was the morning after Jason was killed
so the open grave would have been there.
The killer might have known that they could hide the weapon here.
- You all right, Ted? - Jez Watts's grave.
I knew I'd been here before. He was shot on a job...
2003.
- Do you need to take a minute? - No, I'm fine.
Let's get back.
Ted. Come on.
Angela Morris, Gwen Morris's daughter,
science journalist and vocal critic of Nature's Zenith.
She blamed Jason for her mother's death?
Posted a vitriolic blog entry against the company
the day before her mother's funeral.
Says that Jason persuaded her mum to abandon chemo.
Company issued a cease and desist.
- That night Jason was killed. - Sounds pretty watertight.
Unfortunately so was her alibi.
She was in a bar all night vouched for by witnesses.
At a bar the night before her mother's funeral, nice touch.
Where I'm from, you'd be in a bar all week.
- Any excuse for a piss-up. - Who needs an excuse?
Why was her blog post still online if she'd been given
- a cease and desist? - Good question.
And what are all these inscriptions?
- It's phrenology. - What's that?
Would you like me to enlighten him?
I live for that, Danny.
It's the belief that by measuring indentations
in the skull, you can learn about personality or character.
Like astrology, but with noggins?
Well, more or less, yes.
It was respected scientific theory back in the 19th century.
So, every lump and bump...
- How lumpy is your head? - Yeah, quite a few.
Mine's pretty smooth, what does that mean?
Oh, am I interrupting something?
Phrenology session apparently.
Could you two stop feeling your heads? It's weird.
What brings you here?
Sorry to interrupt. Can I have a quick word?
Um...
I haven't said I'll take it.
What have you said?
I said I'd think about it.
They've given me a couple of days.
Well, it's...
I mean...
Well, congratulations.
I mean, head of your own department, that's...
an amazing thing.
And yet you look as white as a sheet.
Well, it's just...
I know. What about us?
Aberdeen is... not around the corner.
I don't even know if I want the job.
But you're tempted?
Sorry.
It's work, I've got to take it. We'll talk tonight, yeah? Hello.
Yeah.
Yeah...
You all right? You were very quiet on the way here.
Can't a man be alone with his thoughts?
He can be alone with his thoughts,
but not stuck in a traffic jam with a pal.
Sorry for not being sufficiently entertaining.
Don't worry. You weren't entertaining at all.
Isn't she a freelance journalist?
- Thought they worked from home. - Not necessarily.
She's probably one of those posers
who sits in a cafe all day hogging...
Angela Morris?
Where have you been?
- If you don't mind my asking. - I went for a walk in the park.
I go every morning otherwise I'd go mad holed up all day writing.
Hope that doesn't make me too much of a poser.
- What is this about? - Jason Henway.
I went through all this the first time.
I wasn't anywhere near Nature's Zenith that night.
Your mother's funeral was the day after Henway was killed.
The police had the courtesy to wait
until after I'd buried her before questioning me.
So the grave was open the night before?
Why are you asking me about my mother's grave?
Did you notice anything unusual that day?
Anyone near the burial site?
- Is this about the sink hole? - You've heard about it, then?
I got a phone call this morning.
We found the murder weapon in your mother's grave.
Any idea how it got there?
Sounds like someone's idea of a sick joke.
Oh, I don't think it was a joke.
I think it was a calculated decision.
Dispose of the murder weapon where the killer believed
it would never again see the light of day.
You think I put it there?
We think the killer put it there.
I didn't do it.
I read the blog post you wrote the day Jason Henway was killed.
Strong stuff.
I was angry.
And it was your mother's free choice...
Her cancer was treatable. Do you understand?
- She could have survived. - Even so.
Even so, she was taken in by an anti-science ideologue
who believed in magic rather than medicine.
- And you're still angry? - Yes, of course, I am.
And not just at Jason Henway.
He's just the tip of the iceberg. I mean, look at this.
"Parents win the right to deny
their daughter's treatment for leukaemia."
Because they would rather go for so-called alternative medicine.
Spoiler alert, it doesn't have a happy ending. And this.
Another outbreak of measles because some parents believe
that vaccinations are the root of all evil.
So you're somewhat of an activist?
Before my mother's illness, I wrote mostly about physics
but when I saw her lured away
from treatment that could save her life...
That's when you started writing your blog?
- It's become something of a... - Crusade?
Campaign.
Worth shedding blood over?
I might have been angry at Jason Henway.
I may even have hated him.
But for you to suggest that I could kill him is...
I hope you find who did it.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to writing
my article on quantum chromodynamics.
Unless you want to help.
String theory and black hole thermodynamics
are more my area of expertise, but...
...thanks for asking.
This is where the magic happens.
We produce all our own herbal remedies on site,
distribute to our centres around the country,
100% natural and organic.
Korean red ginseng. It's good for the old...
I'm fine, thanks.
Why didn't you pursue the cease and desist?
We had enough bad publicity after what happened with Jason.
It wasn't a good idea to get involved
in a prolonged legal battle with a journalist.
So you left her post online trashing your business?
Sometimes the more you try to hide something,
the more people end up knowing about it.
The Streisand Effect it's called, after Barbra.
I was right. The whole thing blew over. Business is booming.
Just opened our fourth centre in Manchester.
Was there any merit to Angela Morris's accusations?
None. Neither of us would ever dissuade clients from pursuing
conventional treatments for severe conditions.
It's unethical.
So it was entirely her mother's decision?
Exactly. Which is why my first reaction
when I saw the blog post was to order the cease and desist.
I wasn't trying to provoke her. I felt for her.
She'd just lost her mother to an awful disease.
But...
I couldn't let her slander the business.
All we're trying to do here is help people.
She kills him for it.
You seem very sure about that.
Who else could it be?
You found his phrenology bust under her mother's grave.
That must be enough to arrest her.
Did Jason practise phrenology?
That was more of a side interest.
He thought it was gonna make a comeback,
but none of his clients would go for it.
So, when he died, presumably you took over the whole business?
I see what you're doing here.
Yeah? What's that?
Suggesting I might have had something to do with his murder.
Ah, yeah. You've very clever. You saw right through me.
Not answering the question though.
Yes. I took over the entire business,
rubbing my hands together and cackling as I did it.
You think this is funny?
Sorry, but I find what you suggest quite offensive.
Jason wasn't just a business partner. He was a friend.
Did he have any other enemies apart from Angela Morris?
You spoken to his brother yet? The good doctor?
No. Why?
Let's just say him and Jason had different world views.
He started the business with us,
with his wife Rebecca.
Left three years later to pursue... other interests.
What sort of interests?
You'll see.
Mr Douglas Henway, MRCS, general surgeon.
Statement says he was on his way to Heathrow Airport
on the night of his brother's murder.
Ah, Mr Henway.
DCI Sasha Miller.
This is Ted Case, Unsolved Crime and Open Case Squad.
What's it about?
- Your brother. - Of course.
I'm afraid it'll have to wait. I've just been called out.
In fact, if you don't mind, a police escort would be helpful.
Unfortunately...
It's a matter of life and death. The Paton Clinic. Thank you.
Is it just me or is everyone involved with this case so far
a bit of an arsehole?
I don't even know if it's still...
Ah, got it.
Let's hope it still works.
Ha! Oh, ye of little faith.
How long since he was pronounced clinically dead?
14 minutes.
- You've given him Probofol? - Yes.
His BP is low. Have you administered vasopressors?
- Let's up the dose. - But she said he was dead.
Clinically, yes.
I prefer the term "deanimated".
Think of him as between life cycles.
What's going on?
He is a cryopatient.
As in cryopreservation.
Once we've got him cool enough, his blood will be replaced
with a cryoprotectant to eliminate ice crystals.
He'll be cooled to sub-zero temperatures
with liquid nitrogen, then transported
to a permanent storage facility at Cryo Longevity in California.
Well, at least he'll have nice weather.
It's easy to mock what you don't understand.
You got us to give you a police escort
for a man that you knew was already dead.
He's not dead.
I should charge you for wasting police time.
It's not a waste of time, Inspector,
it's exactly the opposite.
So, at some time in the future,
you'll thaw him out and bring him back to life?
When scientific advances make it possible, yes.
It seems like science fiction to me.
Excuse me.
What we do is answer a universal human need -
to quell the fear of death.
To offer a hope of eternal life.
To be reunited with your loved ones
should they undergo the process, too.
Others look to religion. We look to science,
however speculative.
You might want to consider the process yourself
what with your advancing years.
One lifetime's enough, thanks.
Like I said, we want to talk to you about your brother.
You have new information?
Does the name Gwen Morris mean anything to you?
No.
She was one of your brother's clients,
died a week before he was murdered of cancer.
He never mentioned her.
What does she have to do with his murder?
Were you ever informed
of the type of weapon that was used in the attack?
It was a marble bust.
The only thing that was missing.
It was found in Gwen Morris's grave.
How did it get there?
That's what we're trying to find out.
What about Angela Morris, Gwen's daughter? Did he mention her?
You think it was his client's daughter?
Well, she blamed him for her mother's death.
Blamed him? Jason wouldn't harm a fly.
She didn't see it that way.
My brother was the most compassionate man I ever knew.
For someone to kill him...
...it was unthinkable.
Were you close?
He was my brother. I loved him.
He's almost ready.
I need to get him into theatre. Excuse me, thank you.
We're in la-la land.
"We're confident that future advances in medical science
will one day make today's diseases a thing of the past.
Giving us the potential
to defrost and cure our cryopatients,
restoring health, vitality and longevity."
Reanimating dead bodies in the future?
It's not as far-fetched as it sounds, although there are huge,
possibly insurmountable, scientific hurdles to overcome.
Sounds like a load of old bollocks.
The world's overpopulated enough without people living for ever.
Coffee and doughnuts, my treat.
Pat will not be happy. What about your low GI diet?
- You only live once. - That's my point.
Christ.
What is it?
I've lost...
- Your phone? - No.
- No, my cigarette case. - Your lucky cigarette case?
Yeah, it lives in this pocket.
Look for it later. We've got work to do.
And those can wait as well.
I confirmed Angela Morris's alibi.
The barman, now the manager, said she was there all night.
Didn't speak to anyone. Sat at the bar. Drank alone.
That rules her out, then.
She's got a real bee in her bonnet.
How did she manage to be in two places at once?
Have a look at this.
We looked over the accounts for Nature's Zenith.
We've spotted some irregularities.
DCI Miller.
Yes.
Cynthia Kline, Assistant Commissioner.
Thought it was about time we met.
- How are you settling in? - Very well, thank you.
So you are the UCOS boys?
It's a long time since anybody has called me a boy.
It's sad to grow old, but nice to ripen.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson? - Brigitte Bardot.
Of course.
She was more than just a pretty face.
I'm sure you're intimately familiar with her oeuvre.
I spent my youth poring over her oeuvre.
- Try saying that on a skinful. - I'm sorry about this.
Don't apologise, I love it.
Beats the stuffy old suits I have to work with.
It's a pleasure meeting you all.
Robert is frequently singing your praises.
Yes, the DAC's away at the moment, but will be back...
Yes, I know. I came to see you.
Shall we?
Congratulations on your recent course work results.
Really impressive.
Well, someone's keeping an eye.
Part of my job.
- Talent scout. - Thank you.
Of course, I didn't come here to shower you in compliments.
No, of course not.
I came to discuss new opportunities.
- Such as? - Career advancement.
I assume that's something you're interested in.
Yes, of course.
I'm setting up a new task force to investigate honour killings.
And I'd like you to lead it.
Well, I don't know what to say.
- "Yes" would be a good start. - I'm flattered.
- But? - I'm not sure there is one.
But, well, I'd like some time to think about it.
Of course, of course.
But just so you know, it comes with a job promotion.
Detective Superintendent.
As far as I'm concerned,
the more women we have in senior positions, the better.
Couldn't agree more.
Then I look forward to hearing from you soon.
You've reopened a new case today.
Yes. A sink hole opened up underneath a cemetery.
The murder weapon was found in a grave.
Sounds intriguing. Keep me updated.
Love to see what your boys can do.
Absolutely will do.
Keep up the good work.
Forensics confirmed the DNA on the bust was a match for Henway.
- What was all that about? - Congratulations.
- What do you mean? - She offered you a job?
- How do you know that? - She offered you a job?
Her reputation precedes her.
I would tread carefully if I were you.
- Meaning what? - She's a bit of a game player.
Unlikely to offer anything without strings attached.
You're just gonna go and leave us with God knows who in charge?
- Abandonment issues? - No. Lousy boss issues.
I've worked for a few in my time.
You did strike gold with me, that's true.
When's she want you to start?
I haven't decided if I'll take it yet.
- I'd give it some thought. - Don't encourage her.
What were you gonna tell me about the accounts?
The company's profits - dramatic peaks and troughs,
- but it might not be anything. - It's cut and dried.
Angela Morris, weapon in mother's grave, strong motive.
Unless, of course, the killer
planted the bust in her mother's grave.
Maybe they weren't trying to hide it
but wanted to incriminate Angela.
Who better to frame than the woman who hated the victim?
It's got to be worth exploring.
You go and see Evan Langley.
We'll go back and see Douglas Henway.
I want this case solved as soon as possible.
- Why the sudden urgency? - It's an efficiency drive.
Trying to look good for your new best friend.
There's nothing wrong with excelling at your job.
I excel every day. Have a doughnut.
There's more to life than coffee and doughnuts.
There is?
Mr Henway.
It's sort of a part-time role.
I co-ordinate the rapid-response team
for Cryo Longevity in the UK.
A lot more rapid with a police escort, wasn't it?
I don't think I properly thanked you for that.
Let me turn this down.
It was my wife's favourite.
I always have it on when I'm gardening.
What happened to her?
Heart attack.
Barely a week before my brother's murder.
What a dreadful week for you.
First your wife then your brother.
It's my hope
that one day she and I will be together again.
- So she's... - Of course.
I was accompanying her cryostat
to the airport the night that Jason was killed.
You said that you loved your brother,
but that didn't really answer my question. Were you close?
You've been talking to Jason's business partner.
J and I disagreed about practically everything.
Most of the time we negotiated the differences
by simply not talking about 'em.
Whatever our disagreements, I loved him.
What were the disagreements about?
When we started the business, I was something of a believer.
Over the years, my scepticism grew.
And when Evan and Jason steered the company
in a direction I wasn't comfortable with,
energy therapies, that sort of nonsense, I left.
- Your wife, too? - Shortly afterwards.
And then we discovered the transhumanist movement
and cryopreservation.
And the rest is history.
I don't see what this has to do with my brother's murder.
Anything can end up being important.
I'll tell you who you should be looking into. His partner.
Why do you say that?
When we started the company,
we all agreed to take a modest salary
and channel profits back into the business.
And when it made a healthy turnover
we'd give a large proportion to charity. Jason's idea.
He may have been misguided in some of his beliefs...
...but he had a social conscience.
The most compassionate man you ever knew.
Exactly.
He wanted the company to be a force for good in the world.
A year after his murder,
I saw Evan Langley driving in the West End
in a brand-new BMW.
It may mean nothing at all.
But it wouldn't surprise me if after my brother's murder,
the company had a sudden change in ethos.
There's nothing wrong with the odd luxury.
Think Jason would agree?
He wanted to give most of your profits to charity.
- Jason was an idealist. - And you're not?
I'm a pragmatist.
Maybe you can help me understand these figures.
You started this business in 2003.
Profits were good, but not exceptional.
And then in 2006,
after Douglas Henway and his wife left,
profits just shot up.
How was that? Sudden demand for colonics?
Have you tried colonic hydrotherapy?
It leaves you feeling energised the whole day.
Just answer the question.
Jason wanted to show his brother we could do fine without him,
poured money into a marketing campaign,
started loyalty cards, discounts - it worked.
Then what about 2008? Profits sank.
Of course they did. We had a murder on the premises.
Then a year later, they spiked back up again.
Why was that? Marketing campaign?
Exactly.
What are you trying to suggest?
Just trying to make sense of your figures.
And I just explained them.
What about Angela Morris's blog posts?
- Did it affect business? - Of course.
She badmouthed us on every forum.
Always careful not to outright libel us, mind you.
Crafty. Until that final blog post.
- Must have driven you mad. - It did, yeah.
You'd do anything to get her out of your way.
What's that supposed to mean?
Was the start of the rift between the brothers
when Douglas left?
I'd say it was, yeah.
Thought you were peddling snake oil?
Now, look here, freezing dead bodies for future resurrection?
Did you ever see things get heated between them?
Not between them. But I walked in on
plenty of arguments between Douglas and Rebecca.
Oh?
I don't know what they were about, but...
they were definitely of the heated variety.
When was this?
Couple of weeks before they decided to leave.
I reckon that's the real reason they went.
Couldn't handle working together. Is that it?
I'll be done as soon as you show me evidence
of the marketing campaigns, flyers, ads, press releases.
I'll have a look in storage for you.
By the way, I've still got Jason's stuff if you want it.
- His stuff? - You'll need a van.
The police looked through it so I doubt you'll find anything.
- This all from his office? - Jason was a bit of a hoarder.
I asked Douglas to take it all but he didn't want to know.
Doesn't seem right to throw it all away.
Douglas didn't even look through his brother's stuff?
- No. - That seems a bit...
Cold?
Yeah.
This is going to take hours.
So much for the efficiency drive.
- What the hell is all this? - Jason's belongings.
Evan had them in storage at the factory.
Douglas deemed them unworthy of his attention.
I think he resented his brother more than he lets on.
What about Evan Langley?
Slippery as an eel. He's hiding something.
- So is Angela Morris. - What makes you say that?
Her behaviour didn't sit right with me.
- You'll need more than that. - Oh, I've got more than that.
I looked through her old blogs and noticed something odd.
See, look at these headings.
Nature's Zenith this, Nature's Zenith that.
Up until the time of the murder she only blogged about them.
- After it, not a peep. - The cease and desist.
They dropped it anyway.
She thought justice had been served?
Unless she was the one who served it.
Where have you been?
I went back to the cemetery.
- Did you find your case? - No.
But I found something else though.
One of the coppers on duty identified Angela Morris.
She'd been hanging round this morning.
- I knew it. - That doesn't mean anything.
I mean, her mother's grave has been unearthed.
Except she lied about it.
She told us she'd walked in the park.
Well, if I heard that a sink hole had opened up
where I'd buried a murder weapon,
I'd try to find it first.
I'm gonna talk to her again.
Nice work. I thought you were going to talk to Douglas Henway?
I'm on my way.
Good. You can make a start by going through Jason's stuff.
Like I said, I want this case solved as soon as possible.
I don't know.
I thought you'd be shouting it from the rooftops.
What?
Detective Super? Congratulations.
There's nothing to shout about. I'm still thinking about it.
What's there to think about, huh?
It's what you've been working towards.
Well, I just didn't expect it so soon. That's all.
Aha.
What?
Something we don't often see. You with cold feet, very sweet.
- Piss off. - Ha!
I dunno.
Do you think I'm ready?
You can't always wait for "ready". You've got to dive in.
So you're saying I'm not ready?
That's not what I'm saying.
I've only been a DCI for a few years.
Maybe I need more experience under my belt.
Hmm. Learn on the job.
What if Cynthia Kline's offer comes with strings?
Life comes with strings.
Well, according to Danny, she's a bit of a puppet master.
If you want to move up,
you're gonna have to get used to dealing
with people like Cynthia Kline.
It's politics.
That's why I stayed put.
The way I see it, there's nothing you can't handle.
Thank you.
What about you? Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm right as rain.
You were digging in a cemetery looking for a lucky charm.
Yeah. I know it seems stupid.
Didn't even smoke.
Battered old cigarette case. But it's what it represents.
It was with me on the worst day of my life
and it stopped it turning into my last.
So...
you know, it's just an object.
Has no magical power, but...
it's the reason I'm still here.
And if you lost something like that...
...you'd go looking for it, wouldn't you?
Of course I went to have a look. My mother is buried there.
- Why did you lie about it? - I didn't lie. I just...
- Left it out? - Forgot.
Why stop blogging about Nature's Zenith after Jason was killed?
Because it seemed in bad taste after he was murdered.
- I'm surprised you say that. - Why?
You hold them responsible for your mother's death.
Seven years down the line, they have branches everywhere,
and you're telling me you never put fingers to keyboards?
Why did you stop writing about them?
Because it was too painful.
All right? The last thing I wanted to do
was dredge up all those feelings about my mother's death.
- That's the best you can do? - Yes.
I've had enough of this.
If you have evidence, arrest me. If not, I want you to leave.
I'm afraid I don't have much time.
I've a shift at the hospital.
Going on a trip?
I fly to the States tomorrow afternoon.
You didn't say anything about that.
I didn't feel I needed to.
- How long for? - A couple of days.
I visit Cryo Longevity every year on Rebecca's birthday.
I like to be close to her.
Not so sentimental when it comes to your brother?
Evan told us you hadn't picked up his possessions from work.
They were no use to me.
You were an intrepid couple.
One of the benefits of not having children.
We loved travel.
Our last holiday together, a few weeks before she passed.
Kerala.
Your wife certainly had an active lifestyle.
She was incredibly fit and healthy.
Which made her death even more shocking.
Was she happy that you'd left the business?
Why do you ask?
Evan Langley told us you were arguing a lot.
Couples argue.
- What were the arguments about? - The business.
I wanted to leave. She wanted to stay.
Eventually she saw things my way and gave me her full support.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd rather remember happier times.
Excuse me.
Really appreciate it. Yeah. Talk soon.
I just asked a pathologist mate
to cast an eye over the original report.
Now we have the murder weapon,
let's see if anything was missed the first time round.
Good call. What are you doing out here?
Taking a rest from the office jumble sale.
Find any suspicious bric-a-brac?
How many scented candles does one man need?
Thought you lot liked a bit of fragrance.
- Don't be a smartarse. - Sorry.
- What's this? - Conflab.
- I doubt Sasha would approve. - Is she really gonna go?
Everyone moves on eventually.
I don't see how you can be so casual.
- Good on her, I say. - It's not good for us, though.
What are you all doing?
Lamenting your potential departure.
Lamenting? You can hold a wake when you finish your shift.
Does that mean you're really gonna go?
It's time to cut the apron strings, Steve.
Look, if I do go, I promise to call every day
and visit every week.
Now get back to work. I've got a meeting.
Pat?
I'm rooting through the entire contents
of Liberace's boudoir at the moment.
Yeah.
You are joking?
The... bastards!
No, I-I...
I'll call you back in a couple of hours.
Yeah, yeah.
Someone has stolen the camper van from the driveway.
- You look really broken up. - Devastated.
All those long road trips you can't have.
That's exactly what I'm thinking about.
- Pat will be upset. - Well, he'll get over it.
- Or he'll get a new one. - Don't tempt fate.
Talking of which, that's number one, I suppose.
Aha?
Or bad luck. Don't they say it comes in three?
You've lost your cigarette case. The camper van has been stolen.
That's the first bit of bad luck.
If that's the first one, bring on the next two.
This is a waste of time. We should concentrate on Angela.
In interview, she was jittery, evasive...
No, no, no, she can't have done it.
Unless she can be in two places at once.
Why do you say that?
That bar she went to,
I found their social network page.
There was a bunch of kids celebrating a birthday there.
And look.
There she is. OK?
And there she is again, right?
There are lots of them, go right through.
And the banter under the photos and the timings
indicates it went throughout the night
which confirms exactly what the barman said.
Shit.
We should focus on Douglas Henway.
Why?
He's flying to the States tomorrow to visit his wife.
His dead wife?
There's something bugging me about these deaths.
We've had three in the same week.
Gwen Morris. Rebecca Henway. And now finally Jason Henway.
Don't you think that's a bit of a coincidence?
But the first two were natural causes.
- Cancer and a heart attack. - There must be a connection.
I found something. Look.
What are we looking at?
Look closer.
The photographer.
- Angela Morris? - Mm.
So she took the photo.
She's wearing a jacket and scarf.
Ah!
We've been in touch with the solicitors for Nature's Zenith.
As well as issuing a hard copy of the cease and desist,
they also sent an email, it was timed at 8:10pm.
Did you get it on your phone while you were at the bar?
Must have been a real kick in the teeth.
I don't blame you for wanting to have it out with Jason Henway.
- I didn't go anywhere. - That's not true, though.
This is you at the bar in your coat and scarf.
Here you are later up at the other end of the bar.
A couple of kids who were at the bar
confirmed you went out and came back.
- Where did you go? - I went out to get some air.
- Why didn't you say that? - I forgot.
Like you forgot to tell us you went to the cemetery?
Jason Henway took your mother away.
If it wasn't for him, she'd still be alive today.
A jury is gonna understand that. But you must tell the truth.
- I am telling the truth. - The truth is
you were devastated by your mother's death.
You were furious with Jason and bludgeoned him to death.
- You can't keep me here. - We haven't finished talking.
- I have. - Just a second.
Have we just had a potential killer walk out the door?
- We can't arrest her. - We've got to do something.
Ted?
Hey! We've got some more questions for you.
- I have to go. - You are a suspect.
I told you, I don't know anything. I didn't do it.
Angela Morris, I'm placing you under arrest.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned
something which you may later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
All right, I'm sorry.
Sorry.
I didn't go there meaning to kill him.
What, then?
I just wanted to...
find something to use against the company.
Something I could use in retaliation.
He found me in his office and said he would call the police.
So you hit him?
He called me a lunatic.
He said I was deluded.
Me?
After what he did to my mum?
After...
So you picked up the bust and you hit him with it?
Yeah.
Then buried it in your mother's grave?
I think I need to see a solicitor now.
I've got a bad feeling about this.
If the rationalist has got a bad feeling, then I'm worried.
Uh-oh.
- What's going on? - She retracted her confession.
Shit!
Her solicitor is keen on the words
"wrongful arrest" and "false imprisonment".
Not the words I'm keen on using now.
We know. Went into automatic pilot.
I had a feeling this wasn't gonna work.
What wasn't gonna work? What's going on?
What were you thinking?
I don't know. I just didn't want to lose her.
She knew we were onto her.
If we hadn't stopped her, she'd have disappeared.
And she confessed. I'm sorry.
It's not your fault. I should have been here.
- There must be some way. - Not without changing the law.
The law is screwed up if we must let a murder suspect walk.
So what now?
We find something else on her. Fast.
- Christ. - What?
That was number two, wasn't it?
I thought you could use some sustenance.
Thanks. I didn't realise it was so late.
What's this?
A coroner's inquest report on Rebecca Henway.
Wife of one of our suspects.
Hm. Cardiac arrest?
Then later that week, her brother-in-law was murdered.
Oh, I see.
And you don't believe in coincidences?
There's no sign of foul play.
Toxicology report's all clear.
Coincidences do happen, Dan. All the time.
You know that.
- The law of large numbers. - Maybe.
I hope you're not doing this to avoid talking about...
No.
In fact, I've been thinking and...
Well, if you do take the job, then...
...I don't want us to live apart.
So...
You'd give up UCOS?
But you love your job.
That's why you work till so late.
I'd do something else.
Like what?
I don't know.
Something completely different probably.
There's no magic wand for this, Dan.
Don't give up UCOS for me.
Think it through.
I don't want a long-distance relationship.
Neither do I.
And I don't want this to be the end of us.
Neither do I.
So what does that leave us with?
I honestly don't know.
I'll see you later.
Oh, dear.
If they hadn't detained her, she was gonna flee.
I understand. But as a result,
anything tainted by this is inadmissible in court.
I've got them looking at other angles.
It must be frustrating for them
working an investigation without the powers to arrest.
It was my fault. I should have been here.
It was nobody's fault. It's a minor setback, not a disaster.
You'll find another way.
We were just about to call you. You need to see this.
I set up a Google alert to keep an eye on
Angela's online activity. This came up.
It was posted this morning.
Let's go.
Angela!
Angela Morris? Please open up, it's the police.
We're gonna have to break this door down.
- I'll get an enforcer. - It's all right, I've got it.
I can feel a pulse. Call an ambulance.
Angela?
Angela, can you hear me?
Do you think she'll be all right?
It's too early.
This is some suicide note.
These are invoices from Nature's Zenith.
She must have taken them the night she murdered Jason Henway.
To make sure we see them.
I'll get in touch with SOCO.
Hello.
I pushed her too hard through all this.
All that stuff about her mother.
It wasn't your fault. She knew the net was closing in.
She wanted to go down in a blaze of glory and avoid prison.
Tell yourself what you need to.
Steve, it wasn't your fault.
Yeah, right.
That's all we need.
Hello.
Steve.
You didn't push her over the edge.
She'd already fallen long before we got to her.
This case is one disaster after another.
Those invoices upstairs.
They were for rice and wheat flour.
I think Nature's Zenith is pulling some sort of scam.
- Scam? - Mm.
Maybe putting cheap filler in their pills
instead of active ingredients - I'm not sure.
All the more reason for Angela to hate Jason.
We haven't solved this yet, you know.
I've just spoken to my mate.
He's seen the original post-mortem report
and those injuries are not consistent
with him having been hit with that bust.
Meaning what?
Two murder weapons and possibly two killers.
There was nothing in her files to suggest suicidal tendencies.
What about her behaviour? Your men interviewed her.
You're not suggesting they had anything to do...
Of course not. But the press might.
Let's hope her family don't pursue a claim. How is she?
I've just spoken to the hospital. She's in a coma.
But we now believe that she wasn't the only perpetrator.
- What do you mean? - The head injuries.
Not all of them match the bust.
Right. Keep me posted. Direct any calls from the press to me.
Sasha?
Don't look so worried.
We're going to get through this.
You've been scamming your customers for years.
Not very ethical, is it.
Er...
Where did you get those? That's private property.
You knew they'd been stolen the night Jason was murdered.
That's why you went legit for a year.
You've been caught with your pants down. Start talking.
I knew whoever had them killed him.
I was scared of being exposed.
You started the scam in 2006 when Douglas left the company
and that's why your profits went up, yes?
Yeah.
Did Jason find out about the scam?
Threaten to expose you?
Find out about it?
It was his idea.
I wasn't even up for it at first.
Jason came up with it?
Doesn't seem likely given his ethos.
You're telling me.
But when his brother left, it drove him mad.
I'd never seen him like that before.
He cared more about making money than his clients.
His...
so-called ethos...
well...
that went down the toilet.
I don't buy it.
He turned his back on everything he believes in,
just to show up his brother?
Maybe not. Maybe he just needed the money.
What for?
No idea, but he must have thought it was worth it.
Are we ever gonna get a break on this case?
Fiona, hi.
Go on.
Yeah.
Say that again.
That is brilliant. Thank you.
- I've got something. - I've got something.
Me, too.
It's a toxin derived from the seed of the cerbera odollam tree
also known as "the suicide tree"
found mainly in Kerala, southern India.
Fiona said it's extremely hard to detect
unless you're looking for it and its effects
look like natural causes, ie, cardiac arrest.
That's why Douglas took his wife Rebecca to India.
To give himself a cover for acquiring this seed.
Fiona found this in Rebecca's tissue samples?
She was having an affair with Jason.
That's her favourite composer.
And it explains why he started the scam with Evan Langley.
To save his money for this. Signed up for cryopreservation
two days before he was murdered.
Douglas Henway is CC'd on the invoice.
Angela Morris may have struck the first blow,
but Douglas caved his head in.
Making cryopreservation impossible.
Let's go talk to him.
You'll have to hurry. He's flying this afternoon.
Must be in the garden.
That's not coming from the garden.
Something's not right.
What's going on?
Oh, it's you.
- Who were you expecting? - We know you killed your wife.
- We found traces of poison... - Tissue samples, I know.
Cryo Longevity informed me you'd requested them.
But I must object...
to your phrasing.
I didn't kill her.
Deanimated her, then.
Thank you.
She was having an affair with your brother.
They promised it was over.
What are you doing?
Within a year of us leaving,
they were seeing each other again.
So you started planning their murders?
It was never my plan to kill my brother.
I considered it a far better punishment
that he should grieve for the rest of his life
knowing he would never see her again.
I went to his office
to beg him to rescind his membership of Cryo Longevity.
Angela Morris got there first.
His skull was fractured.
But his heart was still beating.
Mr Henway, are you all right?
He was almost certainly gonna die.
So I got a wrench from the car...
...and finished him.
If you and your wife do wake up in the future,
do you really think she's gonna want
to be with the man who poisoned her?
When we finally wake...
...it's my hope...
...it's my belief...
...that she will understand that I did it...
...to give us a better future.
The seeds.
- When did you take the seeds? - Just before you came in.
- I need to phone an ambulance. - Too late.
We can't just watch you die.
I'm not dying.
I let my standby team know I required their services.
I'm sorry to deprive you of your moment of glory, Inspector
but to be honest...
...I'm rather tired of this...
...life cycle.
But I... live in hope for the next.
So Angela Morris isn't the culprit?
Not for murder. GBH probably.
How is she doing?
Better. She's woken up.
Well, that's something.
But this makes her wrongful arrest and attempted suicide
more problematic, especially if she pursues a complaint.
It was a complicated case.
And she didn't help matters by lying to us from the start.
- I'm on your side. - Thank you.
Any repercussions, we will deal with as and when we have to.
I'm just so sorry for messing up.
Don't be. You had not one, but two perpetrators
muddying the waters, and yet you managed to catch both.
I'd call that good work.
But things happened that shouldn't have.
I should've been much better equipped to handle them.
Don't beat yourself up.
I've been thinking about your offer.
I really appreciate it, but...
I'm going to pretend I'm not hearing this.
I really think I just need to wait a while.
Today wasn't my finest hour.
I'm gonna say no to your offer.
Are you sure?
Yes.
OK.
Can't say I'm not disappointed.
I hope that team of yours realises
what a champion they have in you.
I doubt it.
Though I tell them often enough.
Thank you.
So if they wake him up a couple of hundred years from now,
what's gonna happen? Can he still be arrested?
- Can he even be charged? - Might not even have police.
We'll always have police.
It could be a lawless post-apocalyptic nightmare,
with zombies and everything.
Zombies?
Problem with people like Henway is they have trouble letting go,
when as far as I'm concerned, if your time's up, that's it.
- If you gotta go, you gotta go. - You're a philosopher, Ted.
Pat? Yeah.
Yeah.
Steve, listen...
Do you think Sasha's gonna take this job?
Are you all right, Danny?
I was rather hoping that Sasha's exit
might make mine a little easier.
You're not leaving, are you?
I may be. Fiona's been offered a job in Aberdeen.
For God's sake.
Is that how you greet your friends' good fortune?
I'm sorry, pass on my heartfelt congratulations.
It's just...
Given the day we've had, I thought we deserved doubles.
- Oh, yes. - Thank you.
- You wouldn't believe it. - What's the matter?
They found the bloody camper van.
Joyriders...
dumped it about four streets away.
Bad luck.
Like you said, always comes in threes.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
So... come on.
Are you leaving us or what?
You'll be pleased to know that I've decided to stay.
Thank God for that.
Are you sure that's the right decision?
I don't know. I just don't think I'm ready yet.
Hope it's nothing to do with what's happened on this case.
- No. - Are you sure?
Positive. Besides, how could I leave you guys?
So... you didn't find your cigarette case?
I'm sick and tired of worrying about it. It's gone, buried.
That's a shame, cos...
we did a wee bit of digging this morning before work.
- What do you mean? - It was Sasha's idea.
You won't be needing this, then.
Shall I throw it away?
Ha.
I'm really touched.
But... I don't need it any more.
I'm leaving all my superstitions behind.
Let's just have a nice evening.
You're not gonna throw that away?
My hands are red raw digging that thing up.
From watching somebody operate a mechanical digger?
The digger was there...
From the three WPCs...
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