It's the 8th on Saturday isn't it?
Is it?
Something special about that date.
I can't quite put my finger on it.
Any ideas?
Me?
No.
Neil said he'd meet us in the Alcazaba.
Come on.
Ooh, big place.
You know, the Moors are amazing.
They built palaces like this one all over southern Spain.
They brought rice, lemons, and peaches, and new ideas in
philosophy, science, medicine.
People came from all over Europe to consult their
learned men.
Mind your feet, Rosemary.
That's a funny place for a drain.
It's the water supply for the garden I want to show you.
Being desert people, the Moors treated water with respect,
and used it cleverly.
To them, paradise was a shady place with running water, and
that's what they tried to create in the classical
Moorish garden.
I'm hoping you can create something like this for me.
The Shahar Bach.
Oh, very good.
That's a perfect pronunciation.
Well, you spend enough time teaching it.
That was a long time ago.
Well, some things never leave you.
Rosemary told me you wrote a book.
Yes he did, "the Moors in Spain."
Aah, fascinating subject.
Yes it is.
I'm writing a follow up now, though, this has delayed me.
I fell up some steps.
Silly really.
Who were the Moors exactly?
Arabs from north Africa who invaded
southern Spain, and turned it into the most cultured society
en the whole of Europe.
They're Moroccans, part of a new
Moorish invasion, an economic one this time.
Ooh, I bet that's the boss, on the horse.
Yes, our neighbor, Luis Mendes.
Love his hat.
That must be hell on your hands.
Oh, hi Nicola.
Well, you wouldn't mistake them for a baby's bottom.
How was the visit to the Alcazaba?
Oh, inspiring.
Neil asked me to give you this.
It's a list of authentic plants for the garden.
Of course he insisted on using the original Arabic.
He would.
He hasn't changed since you and he were, well, you know.
Oh, that was over years ago.
Well, maybe.
You were still the first person he thought of
when he realized he couldn't t do he garden himself.
Right.
Well, anyway.
Plants. Chuzama, lavender, narjes,
narcissus, yasmeen, jasmine.
Well, these should be easy to source locally.
Well, the romans may have brought the irrigation system,
but of course, it was the Moors who perfected it.
Ah, Rosemary, Laura, come and meet everyone.
This is Greg and Maria Carson.
Hi.
Rosemary Boxer.
Laura Thyme, how do you do.
Do you like Andalusia?
Or, you could say al-andaluse.
We love it.
Do you live nearby?
On the other side of the hill, in a little town called
Ojen Pueblo.
We run an estate agency.
So, if you ever want to buy in the area--
Hey, hey, hey, enough of the commercials.
And this is Todd and Jenny whiting, and they're stopping
with us for a week or so.
Our place is being redecorated, or
should I say made over.
Done over, more like.
The prices the bloody builders are charging.
Hello everyone, or should I say, Hallah?
You know, when the Spanish say Hallah, they're quite
possibly saying Allah.
It's a corruption.
Did you know?
Yes.
Have I told you before?
Yes.
Come on..., guys.
Please, please, take a seat.
Hi everyone.
You're still drinking lunch?
Fresh faces?
This is Billy, our local handyman.
If you need anything doing around here, Billy's your man.
If you can drag him away from Nicola.
She always has plenty of work for Billy to do.
Oh, but darling, you've got a broken wrist.
Billy doesn't go falling over rocks, do you?
Right, let's get you started.
Please, excuse me.
No peace for the wicked, eh?
Just came to say adios.
Siesta time for us.
All right for some.
I'm off to the office.
Neil, pop in later, I'll give you those plans.
I'm sure the ladies will find them interesting.
Greg's found some old plans of the house and the
surrounding area.
Oh, I'd like to see those.
They could help us with our design.
You know, we're going to have to move this pomegranate.
It's exactly where we want the fountain to be.
I'll go and get a spade.
I'm sure you two have got lots to talk about.
We always could find plenty to say to each other.
I remember.
Come on, I've got something to show you.
I think that's a Moorish tile.
Fantastic.
I knew there had to be something here.
I mean, the house is 18th century, but I always felt
sure that there was an older building on this site before,
a Moorish house.
The original garden must have run under this terrace.
We could look for some old tiles to match.
I'll make some inquiries.
Perhaps we could look together.
Perhaps.
See, what I want here is a haven of peace.
A little touch of paradise.
I'll do my best Neil.
Well, don't forget that job you promised to do for me
later.
How
could I. - Billy.
It's, um, it's Rosemary's birthday on Saturday.
I want to buy her something.
There are some nice shops in Ojen.
Try the old square.
Is there one that sells riding gear?
Yeah.
Have you seen Billy?
He was just around the back of the house with Maria.
Billy, he's a charm, but reliable he's not.
You can't take your eyes off him for a moment.
Did this tank ever have water in it?
Um, not since we've been here.
The natural supply's seems to have dried up.
I think I just dropped Billy in it.
We're going to need a constant supply of water for
the new garden.
And this tank, presumably, had water in it, but where did the
water come from?
It'd be so much better to use a natural source rather than
the domestic supply, wouldn't it?
Yes, but it's so dry everywhere.
Did you see that flash?
What?
Oh, it would be the sun glinting on something.
That's Maria's scooter.
Do you think she's in trouble?
Trouble, no.
She seems to be managing nicely.
With Billy.
Avert your gaze.
I can't say I'm surprised.
Did you see her eyes when Billy arrived at lunch?
Lit up like a Christmas tree.
Huh, I wonder if there's any water in it.
Hang on.
Dry.
Pity about the well.
It could have solved our water problem.
You don't happen to know the arabic for good afternoon, by
any chance?
No, but I know the English for back the way we came.
They're still here.
Well, hopefully, Billy and Maria are in a warm
afterglow stage by now.
No Billy.
Strange position for a doze.
Do you think she's had an accident?
Maria?
Oh my god.
Maria?
Maria.
No.
She must have slipped.
Slipped, or been pushed?
We are so sorry, senor Carson.
She didn't have an enemy in the world.
Everyone loved her.
Poor Greg.
Do you think we should mention Billy?
I don't think this is quite the right moment, do you?
Look, Luis Mendes.
Muchas gracias.
The police are suspicious.
They thought it was an accident at first, now they
think she might have been hit with something.
Murdered.
How awful.
What was she doing up there anyway?
And where's Neil when I need him?
Working on his damn book, I suppose.
Sometimes I could with a little less interest in the
Moors and a little more interest in the here and now.
Where have you've been?
I went to look for some tools.
Why were the police here?
I've got to tell you something.
He seems genuinely shocked.
Well now, he's had a couple of hours to practice.
I just can't believe it.
Poor Maria.
Only a few hours ago we were sitting having lunch together.
Did you know her well?
Our paths had crossed a few times.
Todd's an architect.
He and Greg have done a few development projects together,
which reminds me, have you seen him?
Todd?
No, I'm sorry.
We were having a nap.
When I woke up he was gone.
This must be the old square.
Well, it's squarish and it's old.
Oh, look, Greg Carson's office.
I wonder if Neil managed to get the old plans off him?
Probably not top of Greg's agenda seeing that he's just
lost his wife.
It might be useful to us, though.
Do you think we should just pop our heads in?
We can't both just go barging in.
Good thinking.
I'll wait here.
Go on.
Todd, fancy meeting you here.
Listen, you never saw me, ok?
It was pretty somber in the estate
agent's office.
They were in a state of utter shock.
Yes, of course.
There's the house.
Hmm?
Ahh.
You know, you could be right.
It looks as if the garden did go under the terrace.
And that could have been a fountain.
So, there must have been a natural water supply.
Well, there's a line.
That seems to run from the garden into the--
Where?
to the hills.
That could be a boundary.
A boundary?
The line, between here and here.
I think it's time I turned in.
Good night.
Do you have anything in that pattern?
No.
All right.
Thank you, thank you.
Sorry.
Thank you.
No.
Still, we can--
we can use these old pavers, and these--
these old bricks are lovely.
Excellent.
We'll just...
It's a shame about the tiles, but I'm sure there's plenty of
other places.
You're very quiet this morning.
Am I?
Oh, hi.
Hi.
I didn't expect to see you here.
Oh, I love these old places.
Todd and I want one of those big old enamel tubs for the
new bathroom.
I assume you found Todd yesterday.
Oh, not until much later.
Had a problem with a client.
Had to get to Malaga.
Well, better push on.
The sooner we get the house finished the sooner
Todd and I can go home.
You're having the whole place done?
Top to bottom.
It was Todd's gift to me to cheer me up after Benji died.
Benji.
My little poochie.
Sorry.
Dog, probably.
Well, that makes three.
Oh, well done.
Your numeric skills are...
No, not these, men.
Todd, Billy, and Neil, all missing when Maria died.
Four, actually.
According to the girl at the office, Greg didn't go back
again there yesterday, so he was missing too.
There's a lorry with some men outside.
They say they've got something for you.
Oh, that'll be the fountain.
Excellent.
Did she say fountain?
Oh, yes.
If we're going to restore this as it used to be, we're going
to need a centerpiece.
See?
Oh, are these the plans that Greg found?
Oh, how fascinating.
Oh, could I borrow them for a closer look?
Ah, yes, of course.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, a fountain would be lovely, but where's the water
going to come from?
Well, we're going to have to run a pipe from
the domestic supply.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
Our domestic supply comes in a tanker.
Neil didn't tell me.
Oh, he wouldn't.
Too busy dreaming about his little touch of paradise.
Oh, we can't go on meeting like this.
I was just having a look around.
Very useless space there.
Oh, every home should have a tool shed.
Well, as much as I'd love to stand her chatting with you--
Ah, Jenny said you went to Malaga yesterday.
I could have sworn I saw you in Ojen Pueblo.
Did you tell her that?
No.
Well see you don't.
The fountain looks good, though, doesn't it?
Yes, but without water, it is about as much use as a
chocolate teapot.
I've been thinking.
You know that line I found on the old plans?
Yes.
I think that might have something to
do the water supply.
It's, obviously, man-made, and that old fountain up there
must have worked once.
I think we've got to look up higher.
Oh, hold on.
Look, look.
There's some sort of gully over there.
Yes, look.
That's definitely something.
It could be the line on the plans.
Go on.
It looks like a little canal.
Yes, quite.
It's certainly man-made.
No wonder the garden's dry.
Aahh.
We'll need something to unblock this.
That's it.
Ok.
Now, we'll see a difference.
What are you doing up here?
Looking for water.
With some success, I see.
Hi-ya.
Who's that in the olive grove?
Greg.
He's putting flowers on the place where Maria--
I can't believe she's gone.
Billy, why did you lie yesterday?
You told Nicola you were going for tools, but
you were with Maria.
We saw you together.
Ok.
But, I swear, she was alive when I left her.
Honest to god, I had nothing to do with her death.
And there was someone else out here.
Luis Mendes.
Why would he harm Maria?
I don't know, but she used to work for him.
Is it ready to collect?
Tomorrow.
But you said today.
Ok.
But I'm not taking it unless it's perfect, and I want to
see it again.
All right, midday.
Oh.
Rosemary and Laura discovered an old Aethekias.
Isn't it great?
Yeah, wonderful.
An aethe--
What?
Well, the Moors devised a way of carrying rain and snow melt
from the hills along channels called Aethekias.
Why on the earth was it blocked off?
I don't know, but it's unblocked now.
That's the main thing.
What have you done to your face?
Oh, uh, I was hacking down some brambles earlier.
They fought back.
Water.
Wonderful.
Funny, what Neil was saying.
I haven't seen any brambles around here.
And what about his wrist?
Now, he said he tripped up some steps.
Nicola said he fell over a rock.
I have a feeling things aren't going too
well between them.
Are you sure that's not wishful thinking?
You have interfered with the water.
Interfered?
No.
No, we just unblocked it.
You will pay for this, huh, you will pay.
I'm warning you, Neil, I can't
take much more of it.
I can't help it.
I'm sorry you feel this way, but it's not my fault.
Well, it's certainly not my fault.
Oh, Rosemary, can I help you?
Um, I was wondering if--
I need to check something on the plans.
Do you think that I could have them back?
Ah, yes.
Here you go.
That's Todd, what's he doing there?
And who's that in the car?
And the angle needs to be, um,..., not
flat,...
No.
And not phoof, too fast, ...
Um, it needs to be just wah, wah,...
Si, si, si.
If they understood that it will be a miracle.
You're making wonderful progress.
God is the gardener of the world and the
architect of time.
It is he who breeds the plant of man in the
of creation.
You remembered that from my book.
Well, I was there when you wrote it.
Rosemary loaned me her copy.
Gosh, I had no idea that water was so important in a Moorish
garden.
Each corner represents the cardinal
points on the compass.
And the four water channels are
the four rivers of paradise.
Rosemary, I've just had a call from a man in
Malaga, who thinks he may have found some tiles to
match the old ones you found.
Shall we go and have a look at them?
Do you still have the book then?
Good.
I thought you might have dumped it along with
the rest of my stuff.
Yes, well, I was tempted, believe me, but
I've still got it.
Neil, why did you ask Laura and me to work on your garden?
Because you're the best, and I knew you would approach it
with sensitivity.
There must be dozens of Spanish gardeners who could've
done it.
And I wanted to see you again.
Is that what we're looking for?
It could be if we both want it.
I see what you mean, yes, that's it.
We are so lucky.
Yes, we are.
A perfect match.
I'd say so.
It's just like the old days, isn't it?
Oh, Neil.
I heard you and Nicola arguing.
Please tell me it wasn't because of me.
No.
It was just one of many.
You said things were fine between you, but they're not,
are they?
No.
And that scratch, and your hand?
Ah, Nicola gets a little, uh, agitated.
That's awful.
Oh look, it hasn't been easy for her.
She didn't want to come and live here, but she gave it a
go for my sake.
It hasn't worked.
Our marriage is a sham.
Seeing you again has made me realize how much you meant to
me, how much you still mean to me.
Rosemary, I'm still in love with you.
I'm sorry.
I'd better go and pick up those tiles.
I can get back to work.
No, it's absurd.
We're not kids living in an Andalusian fantasy.
He's got a wife, I've got a life, and it was all over
years ago.
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm absolutely sure.
It's got to be.
Well, I'm convinced if you're convinced.
And by the way, the water's stopped.
What?
Oh, no.
I bet Mendes has blocked it up again.
Sod him and the horse he rode in on.
I wonder if those guys are kosher?
I doubt it.
They're arab.
No.
Legal, I mean.
What if Mendes is employing illegal immigrants, and then
Maria found out?
Now that-- that would be a reason to silence her.
Where are you going?
We are going to unblock the water supply again.
Senor Mendes, why are you so determined to destroy Neil and
Nicola's garden?
I have no idea what you are talking about.
In any case, you had no right to take the water.
It belongs to me, for my farm.
Senor Garcia sold me the rights before he
sold them the house.
But they need the water for the garden.
Not my problem.
And you are impolite to break open the Aethekia.
It is discourtesia, ah.
So is threatening people.
Senor Mendes, I'm sorry.
We would have asked your permission if we'd known that
you owned the water.
We are very sorry, pardonez nos.
We're sorry, aren't we Laura?
Yes, I suppose so.
Ok.
I accept your apology.
So, may we have the water?
You already have it, I think.
No we don't have the water.
It's been blocked off again.
I don't know anything about that.
Ah, just a minute.
Where were you when Maria died?
You have no right to ask me such things.
We know that Maria worked for you, and that you were on the
hillside at the time.
Enough.
Not a man to be trifled with.
Great hat, though.
But there's hardly a trickle in here now.
Oh my god.
Laura, quickly, come quickly.
Oh no.
Billy.
There's a gun and a note.
"Forgive me for all the pain I have caused.
I love Maria.
But she no longer loved me.
I killed her because I could not bare to be parted from
her. "Now we are together in death."
Oh, Laura, how sad.
How very, very sad.
Billy killed Maria?
No.
He wouldn't do a thing like that.
How well did you know him?
He did a few jobs for Todd and me.
He was a bit of a flirt, but he was no murderer.
And I certainly never took him for the suicidal type.
What did the police say?
That it was lamentable.
Poor Billy.
I suppose the guilt drove him over the edge.
It's pressure of the water and the channels.
It keeps the fountain flowing round and round, like the
cycle of life itself.
You know, is the Moors were--
Not now, for god's sake.
I'm sorry I was so fond of Billy.
We all were.
Right.
I've got something to do in Ojen.
Have you?
What?
I'm going to go and see Iago again, see if he's got one of
those old doors we've been looking for.
Oh, right.
Old door?
We thought it would be a good idea if we put a door in the
wall to sort of break it up a bit.
Leading to?
No, not leading anywhere, as sort of an
effect, tromp l'oeil.
What do you think?
You don't like the idea?
No, I think it's a very nice idea.
It's just a bit of a metaphor for my life, really.
That's leading nowhere too.
Oh Neil.
I'm beginning to think that my coming here was a big mistake.
Rosemary, I've decided I'm going to leave Nicola.
I want you to come and live here in Spain with me.
I let you go once before, and I spent years regretting it.
I'm not prepared to let that happen again.
I don't know what to say.
Just say yes.
No, I can't.
You're not saying no.
Yes.
No.
Neil, things like this take time.
Take as much time as you want.
Greg?
How are you?
Billy, a man I liked and trusted, had an affair with my
wife and killed her.
I'm devastated.
How's, um, how's things going with the garden?
Oh, we're nearly finished.
The fountain is ready to go, the flowers are all in, we
just need one more thing, an old door to put
in the terrace wall.
What for?
Well, it's a-- a feature.
We'll train clematis around it and it will look like it's
always been there.
I was hoping to find one at the architectural
reclaim, but no luck.
What is he doing with those cages?
Maybe, something to do with one of his experiments.
His name is Rafael.
He's a biochemist.
It was the same car we saw Todd get into,
and the same driver.
And, apparently, he works in the lab in a fertilizer
factory near Antaquera.
So I've wondered if, whatever's going on between
him and Todd, is drugs related.
Mind you, how would that fit in with
Maria and Billy's deaths?
It doesn't have to, does it?
Well, not if you buy the suicide theory.
You, obviously, don't.
No, it's too neat.
What if someone killed Maria, then shot Billy, planted the
gun, and forged the suicide note, and thus, thrown
suspicion onto Billy.
Two for the price of one.
You're making a good job of this.
I tell you what, give me your number.
I could always use a good garden designer.
Why would I want to work for you?
You threatened me.
Well, only because I didn't want you letting on to Jenny.
I had a very good reason.
Anything to do with a man in an
open-top car, by any chance?
I saw you coming out of his house.
That's right.
Rafael.
Oh, Rafael, who I later saw carrying some
very strange cages.
They're puppy cages.
...can take the pups to the vet
for their shots now.
The vet.
I'm getting Jenny a dog.
It's a surprise.
That's why I asked you not to say anything to her.
What about the afternoon when Maria died.
Well, I waited until Jenny fell asleep, and then I went
into Ojen to do the deal with Rafael for the puppy.
It is where I'm going right now.
Do the words tree, wrong, and barking spring to mind?
In stomping, great capital letters.
So, we can scrub Todd off the list, that leaves Mendes, and
I'm sorry, but Neil.
And if my two for the price of one theory is right, we're
looking for someone who can lay their hands on a gun.
Well, Mendes has a gun.
Well, we only saw the holster, we don't know for
certain there was actually a gun in it.
And another thing, the suicide note.
Why was it all in capital letters?
Why didn't Billy use his normal hand?
Well, perhaps, that is his normal hand.
Yeah.
Maybe, but the letters were very strangely formed.
Some of the g's have these little--
little tails, like this.
And the m's, too, they have sort of a loop...
Who's writing?
I've seen those m's and g's before.
Where.
I don't know where.
Oh, Greg.
Sorry, um, that door you're looking for, I know where you
can get one.
I'll take you there if you like.
Ok.
Fine.
Yes, well, once that's in place, we've got everything.
Come on.
It's going to be beautiful.
Where's Rosemary?
Ah, that's her now.
She's off door hunting with Greg.
I suppose you'd, um, you'd better have these back.
Oh, hold on a minute, what's that writing?
The g's and m's.
Huh, Greg found these plans, yes?
In some old deeds and things.
Oh my god, I think I've just let Rosemary
go off with a murderer.
Why are we here?
I was here the afternoon Maria died with Luis Mendes.
I'd just bought it from him.
I was going to rebuild it for Maria.
Our dream home.
Not anymore.
If there's a door you want help yourself, take
anything you want.
Get away from her.
Stand back, you murderer.
Murderer.
Yes, look at the writing.
It's the same g's and m's as on the suicide note you faked.
Why did you kill Maria?
I didn't kill her.
And that's not my writing.
Billy found these plans when he cleared out the house
before Neil and Nicola moved in.
So Billy did commit suicide?
No.
That's not his writing either.
What?
I found these in Maria's things.
I can hardly bare to look at them.
Love letters to her from Billy.
He's right.
And there was no writing on the plans when they left the
office.
What?
This was written in the last few days, it
could've been anybody.
You were with Mendes, so that rules him out and you.
It wasn't Billy or Todd.
I suppose that always leave Jenny.
It wasn't Jenny.
Neil's list of plants in arabic.
I knew I'd seen that writing somewhere before.
Look at the m's.
Neil.
I'm so sorry.
Bastard.
Nicola's all alone with him.
Nicola.
Oh, thank god you made it.
He attacked me.
I had to fight him off.
Neil.
He's dead.
Laura, Neil couldn't have written that plant list.
He's right-handed.
You must have written it.
Just as you wrote Billy's suicide note
and left it by him.
So she killed Maria, and then Billy.
And now you've killed Neil.
Have you any idea what it's like being with a man who is
more interested in what happened
thousands of years ago?
So I took poor, sweet Billy as my lover until that bitch
Maria stole him from me.
How could you do that?
You're our friend, how could you?
Rosemary.
Quick.
Stop her.
Get off me, get off me.
Get off.
Is this the little touch of paradise you wanted?
The little touch of paradise I really want is in here, with
you.
Huh, oh Neil.
We're different people now.
The past is not the best way to the future.
You've got to start a new life, and I've got to go home.
But we'll always be friends.
Thank you.
Happy birthday birthday girl.
It's your birthday.
How did you know Laura?
I'd never even admit it to myself let alone tell anyone.
You shouldn't leave your passport lying around.
Oh Laura, it's Mendes' hat.
How do I look?
All you need now is the horse.
Here, happy happy birthday.
Happy birthday Rosemary.
Renaldo.
Renaldo, here boy, here boy.
We brought him to show you.
Sorry.
Here's to my haven of peace.
Well, nearly.
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