[solemn music] - Sorry.

They just told me you wanted someone else.

The message didn't reach me in time.

- Nothing personal.

- So you think this is connected to Dr.

Lorrimer's death?

- I know it is.

- Oh, no.

Ms.

Foley's friend.

- Off the record, what would your first impressions be?

- Well, they'll be the same as yours, I expect.

Dead for several hours.

No sign of manual throttling, but it could be there under the cord.

The stool is where I expect it to be.

If it were murder, someone would have come up behind her and throttled her into unconsciousness and strung her up.

I've never seen it before.

But if you ask me now, I'd say suicide.

There's someone coming from Ipswich.

Won't be long.

- Thank you.

[soft music] - Sir.

I thought it was going to be Brenda.

They said she was missing.

- She fainted after she discovered the body last night.

Poor Ms.

Foley.

Is someone with her?

- Yes.

You didn't tell me about this place.

- Well, why would I have done?

It was pointed out to me on my first tour of the grounds, but no one's used it in decades, as far as I know.

- But they have.

Haven't they, Ms.

Howarth?

- Yes.

This is where we used to meet, the scientist and I. Marginally more comfortable than the back seat of a car.

- And you used the hymn board to arrange your assignations?

- Assignations?

Yes.

17th of February at 6:40.

Yeah, I suppose that was our last meeting.

It was his idea.

I thought it was a touch over the top at first.

But actually, it worked rather well.

I had set the times, and he'd always be here, waiting in the candlelight.

All intense, like a biblical prophet.

- Did anyone else know you came here?

- No.

- Did you ever get the sense of being seen or watched?

- I rather wish I had.

- They've picked up DI Doyle, sir.

Asleep in his car, side of the road, heading north.

He's at the station.

[theme music] - Why was a car registered to your wife parked under trees outside Hoggatt's Laboratory on Tuesday night, the night Edmund Lorrimer died?

- Who says it was Tuesday night?

Could have been any time on Tuesday or Monday.

It didn't rain on Monday night.

- We have a witness.

- What witness?

- Were you behind the wheel?

Or was your wife?

Or shall I ask her?

- I was.

I'd been driving the Cortina all day because the clutch has gone in mine.

I was with someone, a woman.

It's not something I do very often.

The wife and I have been going through a rough patch.

She's taken herself off to her mother's in Yorkshire.

On Tuesday night, I couldn't bear going home to an empty house, so-- Jane Ashton, WPC Jane Ashton.

She works here in the office.

We drove to the trees outside the lab.

It was the nearest sheltered spot.

Go easy on her, okay?

- What time did you park outside the lab?

- Around 9:00.

We were there for 20, 25 minutes.

I'm not as young as I used to be.

- Were there any lights on inside?

- No.

I wouldn't have stayed if there had been.

I actually remember thinking, even that pedantic old bastard Lorrimer's gone home.

- Did you see anyone enter or exit the lab?

- No one.

But I was busy.

[sighs] Okay, look.

I know I should have told you this.

I'm sorry.

But look at it from my point of view.

Some big shot gets sent over from the yard, and I have to tell him that I was at our murder scene getting my oats?

You know I didn't kill Lorrimer.

- I don't know that yet.

- If I had've killed him, I wouldn't have left a bloody mallet at the scene.

- Which is what you would want me to think.

- You have no evidence.

You have no motive.

- You're one of the few people Lorrimer would have admitted, one of the few people with the opportunity to replace the keys in his pocket on Wednesday morning.

- What?

- Or you could have used the set which is kept here at the station.

- No, no, no.

- Where were you last night between the hours of 6:00 and 9:00?

- Last night?

I was in the pub until late at the Carpenter's.

We charged the husband with the clunch pit murder, so we went for a few beers to celebrate.

You can ask any the lads.

- What time did you arrive and leave?

- I arrived around 5:30.

I left 8:00-ish.

I went straight home.

- And at what time did you decide to drive off on the road north with a packed suitcase in the boot of your car?

- I was going to see my wife, okay?

Surprise her.

I got myself into a lather, all right?

What can I tell you?

When I drink, I get sentimental.

I went home, I packed a bag, I got in the car, I left at 8:30.

And I quickly realized I was too pissed to drive, so I pulled off the road.

Next thing I know, traffic are banging on the window.

- Do you know someone called Stella Mawson?

- No.

Why?

- Your clothes and car are under forensic investigation.

I hope, for your sake, you've told me the truth.

- I'm two years away from my pension.

Don't make any more of this than you have to, yeah?

- Mrs.

Pridmore?

- Doctor's just left.

He says she's okay.

But don't stay long, please.

- We won't.

- Are you all right?

- No, I'm not.

It's a mess, innit?

Two dead bodies, she's found out.

People round here, they don't forget.

And they're apt to be superstitious.

She'll be labeled bad luck.

And then there's that money.

- The money Dr.

Lorrimer left for her.

- How do we explain that to folk when they find out?

- It's for the purposes of her education.

There's no reason for people to read something into that.

- But they will.

- I was sure there was someone behind me, coming for me.

And I kept thinking about Dr.

Lorrimer's face on the floor of the lab and how that was gonna be me.

- You didn't actually see anyone, and no one called out to you?

- No, no.

I could have been imagining it, but-- but then, I thought about my bike tires and how-- how weird it was that they were both punctured.

And I thought, someone must have done it on purpose to make me take the shortcut.

- We looked into that.

A lorry full of grit shed its load near the gates to the lab early yesterday morning, and both your tires have shards of grit in them.

- Oh, right.

Sorry.

- It was a clever thought.

Earlier, you told me that you'd gone towards the chapel because you saw some lights.

- Yes, and the door was open.

- Did you see anyone at all near the chapel or in the chapel?

- No, there was no one.

Sorry.

- Did you recognize the woman who was hanging?

- Yes.

I'd seen her before.

A couple of months ago, there was a concert in the village.

She was there.

She was called Sarah, I think.

Did she kill herself?

- We don't know yet.

- Brenda, we need to ask you once again about your relationship with Dr.

Lorrimer.

- Is this because of the money?

- Yes.

- Mum and dad are furious about it.

They want me not to take it.

But he never did anything.

He didn't fancy me.

It wasn't like that.

He just liked me because I was interested.

Other people didn't really get that.

I know he could be rude to people sometimes, angry.

But it was only because he was so busy, and-- and he cared so much about his work.

- Are you thinking of anyone in particular when you say he could be rude to people?

- No.

No, I just-- I just mean generally.

Mum and Dad didn't want me to go back to the lab.

They want me to leave.

- Well, that's your choice.

You're 18.

You can do whatever you want.

- No, I can't.

I want to go to college, get some A-levels, maybe study forensics.

- You're going to catch him, are you?

Whoever's doing this?

Because she won't get any peace until you do.

- I think Brenda will be fine, Mrs.

Pridmore.

She's intelligent and brave.

In my experience, people react differently to the sort of things she's been through.

Some people become excessively fearful, and their world becomes small, limited.

Some people face up to their experiences, find strengths they didn't know they had, move forwards and embrace life.

I think that's what Brenda will do if she's given the chance.

- Is that right?

Well, she is my daughter, and you don't know her.

[uneasy music] - We tried, sir.

- It's their life potential going to waste.

I grew up in this part of the world.

- Did you?

- I know how insular some of the people can be.

Inevitable.

My father used to say it was all down to geography.

It was easy for me.

My parents wanted to make everything possible.

But I know how lucky I was, privileged.

What you said yesterday about Angela Foley, about no one giving her a break, I hope you know that I'll always give you a break, Sergeant.

- You already did.

- But moving onwards in your career, if there's anything you want to achieve, if you want extra skills training, or to be fast tracked into a particular unit-- - Are you trying to get rid of me, sir?

[engine starts] - You're not going in there.

- I need to look in there.

Stand aside.

- Why?

Why?

- It's part of the investigation.

- But she wouldn't want you in there.

She never let anyone in there apart from me.

They're trampling all over her.

- It's all right, Angela.

- [sobs] It's not.

- DS Miskin will make you a cup of tea, Ms.

Foley.

I'm going to have a brief look in there.

I won't touch anything unless I have to.

[soft music] What was the last thing she said to you before she left the house last night?

- She said she was going to make everything all right.

- And what did you take that to mean?

- That she was going to find a way to get the money to help us buy this place.

- How?

- I don't know.

- Is it possible that Stella was planning to blackmail someone?

- No, she would never-- you don't understand what she was like, how good she was, how moral she was.

She hated injustice.

She hated what my family did to me just because I was-- because I didn't have a dad.

And she wanted to make it right, and to make me happy.

And she wanted me to have a home.

- So what did she intend to do?

I don't think Stella took her own life.

I can't prove it yet, but that's my instinct.

This is her life insurance policy.

It was in the desk.

You're the beneficiary.

But like most policies, it has an exemption in the case of suicide.

- I don't care.

- But Stella would have cared.

She would have known, and she would have cared.

She would also have known that she was the key to your happiness, not bricks and mortar.

Nor do I believe that any novelist in their right mind would kill themselves when they're just a chapter or two from finishing a novel.

What is it that you're not telling us?

- Nothing.

- Is it possible that Stella knew or thought she knew who killed Dr.

Lorrimer?

Any way that she could have found out?

Did she, in fact, go out on Tuesday night, even for a short time?

- No.

I told you, she was here with me.

- Angela, when you arrived to look after old Mr.

Lorrimer on Wednesday, did Stella go into Lorrimer's bedroom?

- No.

- Might she have seen something there that could have suggested who'd killed him?

- No, she never went upstairs.

- Is it possible that she was involved in Lorrimer's death?

A momentary fit of anger, perhaps.

- No, she would never-- she would never harm anyone.

Why are you saying all this?

I need to be on my own, please.

[uneasy music] - Let's say Stella did know who killed Lorrimer.

She contacts the killer and asks to meet them.

- Would she be that foolish?

- She was a confident woman.

She could have thought she had things covered, proof stashed away somewhere.

Or she killed Lorrimer.

She saw him with Domenica in the chapel.

And it was her that made the whispered phone call to Lorrimer's house.

And then, Lorrimer agrees to meet her.

- Go on.

- So she comes to the lab and tries to blackmail him, and things get out of hand, and she kills him.

Like you say, a fit of rage.

And then she can't live with what she's done.

- We have no forensics to place her at Lorrimer's murder.

Would she really think to wear gloves and wipe the mallet for prints?

And why would she leave the weapon at the scene?

- Because she heard Bradley coming out of the toilets.

Panicked.

She hears Bradley, and she hides here.

And Bradley comes out of the toilets, sees the body, and runs straight downstairs.

Sees Doyle's car arriving and takes his chance.

Sneaks out the front door and away.

And Stella-- she's also seen the car headlights and thinks that someone's going to come into the lab.

And she searches the first floor for a way out.

Finds the window in the toilets.

- How does she reach it?

And how would she get down the wall on the other side without injuring herself?

It's a 20-foot drop.

- Okay.

She doesn't use the window, but she stays in the toilets, cowering.

And it gives her time to think.

And things grow quiet.

And she hears the car drive off.

And then, she comes back in here, wipes the mallet-- - But doesn't take it.

- And then, she finds the keys in Lorrimer's pocket.

She sets the alarm, locks the door behind her.

And then, she confesses to Angela, gets her to get the keys back into Lorrimer's pocket somehow, make it look like an inside job.

I know it's all conjecture.

- They're all useful thoughts.

[looming music] Okay, let's get back to the facts.

Why would she go to the chapel to end her life?

Someone with an existing connection to that chapel must be involved, someone who knew where to find a tie or a rope.

[door creaking] - Ms.

Foley?

It's DI Doyle.

You wanted to see me.

Strange kind of welcome.

Why don't you put that down?

Do you want to tell me what this is about?

- You killed Stella.

And now-- now, I'm going to kill you.

- I haven't killed anyone, Angela.

Dalgliesh questioned me first thing this morning.

He's released me because he's got nothing on me.

I have alibis for both nights.

He's checked.

Here.

You call him if you want.

- There's a note on that table.

Pick it up and read it out.

I've got a copy.

- "You better check the cannabis exhibits when DI Doyle is around.

How do you think he managed to afford his house?"

Where did you get this?

- Stella had it.

It was sent to Edmund Lorrimer at the lab.

She must have found it in his house.

You killed her because she knew.

She knew your secret, and she tried blackmail you.

She arranged to meet you at that chapel, and you strangled her.

Admit it!

- I can tell you who wrote this.

It was my wife.

She wants me to resign from the force.

She's sick to the back teeth with it-- the hours, what it does to my head.

She thought, what better than a bit of official harassment to push me into leaving?

No one would have taken this seriously, Angela.

She knows that.

And even if they did, they wouldn't have found any evidence.

- But you were doing it.

You were taking the cannabis and swapping it instead of destroying it.

- I never said that.

- And they might have started watching you, gathering evidence.

- Over a bit of cannabis going astray?

- It's not a bit!

I've seen seizures come into the lab.

- You are way off.

Please, put that down.

- No.

- Do you think this is what your friend would have wanted?

Rough justice?

I was really sorry to hear that she died.

But I had nothing to do with it.

I swear to you.

[drops sword] - Brenda.

- Hello, Mr.

Howarth.

- I wasn't expecting you to come in today.

How are you feeling?

- Is Inspector Dalgliesh here?

- [pouring drink] - Do you think she might have found something else when she found this?

Some other info about someone?

- I-- I don't know.

She went out the night Lorrimer died.

She went for a walk.

She often does at night when she does her best thinking.

She might have seen something, something she shouldn't have seen.

- Did you tell Dalgliesh?

I think you should tell him.

- Thanks for trying with my mom.

I heard what you said, and I hate it when she's like that.

It's mortifying.

- She loves you, and she's trying to protect you.

- But it's not her life.

I don't want to be told what to do.

There's something I haven't told you.

It's not a big thing, but I don't feel right that I haven't said.

I saw Dr.

Lorrimer having an argument with someone.

It was last week, and I'm pretty sure it was Thursday.

You know Dr.

Rollinson, don't you?

- Yes.

- Well, he has two children.

- Nell and William.

- Yes.

Well, they came into the lab last week, looking for their dad.

And he was in a meeting, but they said they wanted to wait.

So they stayed in the reception.

And Dr.

Lorrimer came down the stairs, and he was-- he was in a bad mood, I suppose.

He was busy.

And the little boy was playing with his ball, and it was going everywhere.

And Dr.

Lorrimer was shouting, and he was saying, children aren't allowed in the lab, and he told them to wait outside.

But Nell said that they wouldn't.

And she was getting very angry.

And-- and he didn't-- he didn't touch her, exactly, but he sort of drove them outside, and then he slammed the door behind them.

And Nell was really, really upset.

And so was the little boy.

- Did Dr.

Rollinson see any of this?

- No, no one else except for me.

- This morning, you mentioned that you saw Stella Mawson at a concert in the village.

Can you tell me more about that evening?

- Yes.

It was a fundraising concert, and Mr.

Howarth was playing his violin-- classical stuff.

I remember it was the day after Valentine's Day.

- And she was sitting with Ms.

Foley.

And who else?

- And Mr.

Howarth's sister, who's the beautiful one.

I don't know if you've met her-- and Dr.

Rollinson.

[soft music] - Have the exhibits from the chapel left for the yard yet?

- They've been picked up in about five minutes, sir.

- Where are they?

Mr.

Bradley, I need you to run a test for me.

[knocking on door] - Really?

- Could we speak to you inside, please, Ms.

Howarth?

- Christ, please, stop with the "Ms.

Howarth."

Do I look like your maiden aunt?

I wrote your statement for you.

Max has got it.

- It's not about last night.

- Surely not about Lorrimer.

I've told you everything there is to know.

- It's not about your relationship with Lorrimer.

It's about what happened next.

[tense music] [tires squealing] - You okay?

- William!

- He's okay.

Don't worry.

- William!

Get away from him.

Get away.

- Nell.

- You could have killed him.

- Calm down.

- Why are you here?

Go away, and leave us alone!

- Nell!

Stop that at once.

What are you thinking?

- Where were you?

You were supposed to be watching him, you useless, drunken old hag.

You're sacked.

Pack up your stinking things, and get out of our house, and never come back.

- You don't tell me what to do.

You don't employ me.

- Yes, I do.

- Your father does.

We see what he has to say.

- He'll sack you.

He hates you, too.

We all hate you.

- You nasty, horrible little girl.

I'll tell you who your father hates.

It's you.

You're the bane of his existence.

This custody battle he's fighting, do you think he's fighting it for you?

He isn't.

It's William he wants and only William.

- Be quiet, Ms.

Willard.

- You're lying.

My dad loves me.

- [scoffs] Oh, really?

He wants you to go to your mother.

I've heard him say it.

He hates you, like everyone else.

- That's enough.

- Nell?

You shouldn't take any notice of what she said.

She was very angry, and she wanted to hurt you.

I'm sure your dad loves you very much.

I like your bedroom.

David Cassidy.

He's very good-looking, isn't he?

- I don't like him anymore.

He's embarrassing.

- I had someone really embarrassing on my wall when I was about eight or nine.

Shall I tell you who it was?

Or do you want to guess?

- Bay City Rollers?

- Probably worse than that.

Cliff Richard.

- I knew you were going to say that.

- Who do you like now?

- 10cc.

- Oh, they're good.

- Do you consider that an appropriate way to speak to a child, a child in your care?

- She's not a child, not really.

- She's a child, Ms.

Willard.

- She knows how to rile me, knows exactly what to say.

I meant it when I said she was a nasty girl, because she is.

- Has this sort of confrontation happened before?

What you said about Dr.

Rollinson only fighting for custody of William, is that true?

- It should be.

If he wasn't so kindhearted, he'd have sent that girl to her mother, and good riddance.

- Where is their mother?

- London, I believe.

Best place for her.

- When did she leave?

- January before last.

She's living over The Broom with that doctor she met at the hospital.

She's not a nice woman.

And Nell is exactly the same.

Dr.

Rollinson is a lovely man, a gentleman.

But he's too easily manipulated, especially by women.

He needs protecting from himself.

- Has he been seeing any other women since his wife left?

I'm giving you a chance to speak honestly to me.

If you don't, we can go to the station, and I can do this more formally.

- He's been seeing that hussy, Domenica Howarth.

- We heard about how mean Dr.

Lorrimer was to you at the lab when you were looking for your dad.

I was really sorry to hear about that.

- I hate him.

I'm glad he's dead.

I'm glad I made him die.

- What do you mean, Nell?

How did you make him die?

- He'd started going out in the evenings, even when he wasn't called by the police or the hospital.

And I could smell something on his clothes-- perfume.

So I looked in his room one day while he was out, for his own good.

And I found a letter from her.

It was disgusting.

Some people have no shame.

I worked out where they were meeting.

That old chapel in the grounds of Hoggatt's Laboratory.

Can you imagine?

A place of God?

- Did you speak to Dr.

Rollinson about what you'd learned?

- No, how could I have done?

- Did you speak to anyone about it?

- I told Dr.

Lorrimer on one of our journeys to church.

I knew he'd share my opinion.

Dr.

Rollinson is-- is still a married man.

I thought.

Dr.

Lorrimer could speak to him, make him see sense.

[uneasy music] - I smashed his head in.

Then the witches made him die.

- Does your father know about these?

- [whispering] No one knows.

- Did you mention to your dad about Dr.

Lorrimer being mean to you at the lab?

- He said I should forget it.

He said I should be a bigger person.

- You didn't go back to the lab, did you, Nell?

You didn't try-- I mean, actually try to hurt Dr.

Lorrimer?

- No, I didn't need to.

- Dr.

Lorrimer was very shocked.

So shocked he pulled off the road.

He was reluctant to believe me.

So the next morning, I got the bus into town and I walked to that chapel.

Well, I could tell they'd been in there.

There were candles and matches-- oh, and-- and the hymn board.

She'd made a sort of a joke about it in that letter.

And I looked at it, and I worked out what they'd been doing.

They'd been using it to set the times of their meetings.

Can you imagine?

- And you told Dr.

Lorrimer this?

- Yes.

I telephoned him that evening.

Then, of course, I realized that little madam was eavesdropping, so I had to ring off.

- You told me that Dr.

Rollinson was at home on Tuesday night all evening from when he arrived home at 7:15.

Was that true?

- Yes.

- Sergeant.

Would you please go and fetch a Bible from Ms.

Willard's room?

- Yes, sir.

- Don't.

He did go out, briefly.

He had a meeting at the hospital.

- What time was that?

- After dinner, about half past 8:00, quarter to 9:00.

- Do you know where Dr.

Rollinson is now?

- The police called for him about an hour ago.

I don't know where he's gone.

- Go and sit in the kitchen, please.

Stay there.

- He wouldn't have done anything untoward.

- Go and sit in the kitchen.

- He knew about Lorrimer's argument with Nell.

Nell hates Lorrimer with a vengeance.

- Lorrimer knew that Rollinson was seeing Domenica.

Telephone the station, please, and let's find out where he is.

And get them to send a uniform here.

I want this place searched.

And a WPC.

- Sir.

[looming music] - He's at the clunch pit.

Girl who died there, looks like her boyfriend killed himself.

[distant voices] [uneasy music] - Sad case.

Just goes to show, doesn't it?

We've been calling him her fancy man, her bit on the side.

Turns out, he really loved her.

Loved her so much he's done this.

- "Boys throw stones at frogs in sport.

Frogs don't die in sport.

They die in earnest."

- Shakespeare?

- Plutarch.

Do you love her?

- Uh, who?

- Domenica.

- I met her at a concert in the village, so bloody beautiful.

There's this energy that comes off her.

She said she had a thing with Lorrimer.

I couldn't believe it.

But she said it was over, so-- and then, he started to give me looks.

A couple of weeks ago, glaring at me like he wanted to-- and then he was vile to Nell and to William, and I realized that he must know.

But I thought it would pass, that he'd just get over it.

And then, Monday night when I came here, he said he wanted to talk, to sort it out.

Told me to go to the lab Tuesday night, 9 o'clock.

I should never have gone.

But I thought it might help.

[car approaching] - You can't go any further.

- Stupid man, don't talk.

Don't talk.

- I never intended to harm him.

The things he said about my children, my work, Domenica.

He got hold of my wife's address, traced it through the doctor that she's living with, said he would write to her and tell her about the affair so she could use it to win the divorce and get the kids off me.

He'd written the letter already.

Said he'd post it the next day if I didn't promise to stop seeing Domenica.

And then, he turned his back on me, dismissed me like I was done with.

I lost control.

The mallet was there.

I-- I didn't mean to kill him.

Do you have kids?

- No.

- Well, then, you can't understand.

The love you feel, the things that you'll do.

- And Stella Mawson?

A completely calculated killing.

You even had the presence of mind to adjust the month on the hymn board.

- I never set foot inside that chapel until this morning.

I didn't even know it existed.

- Unfortunately, I have forensic evidence which proves otherwise.

Hairs, two short, one long, on a velvet cushion.

Preliminary tests show that the short hairs come from two different heads-- Lorrimer's, presumably, and yours.

I expect further tests to confirm.

- That doesn't prove anything.

- I think a jury will find it interesting, proof that you knew about the chapel, that you would think of it as a place to lure Stella.

- I didn't lure her anywhere.

- She was blackmailing you, wasn't she?

I take it she saw you leaving the lab, scaling down the wall from the window by the toilets.

Not that difficult for an experienced climber.

Why did you do that?

So that you could lock the door from the inside, set the alarm, make it look like an insider job?

A confession will count.

Help me to help you.

- It wasn't blackmail, not really.

She only wanted to borrow money.

She said that she was sorry.

She really needed it.

Said that she would pay it back with interest.

She knew.

She knew that I killed him.

And one word from her to anyone, and I would have lost my children.

I would have lost everything.

I didn't know her.

I didn't know if I could trust her.

I couldn't just let her walk away.

I-- I couldn't.

I-- I couldn't take that risk.

- We're going to need a further statement from you.

So go back to your house, and stay there until we call.

- You know, you should be careful how you look at him, your Chief Inspector.

It's written all over your face.

Unless you want him to know.

- What do you mean?

[car door shuts] [uneasy music] - 10 minutes.

- Thank you.

[soft music] - [sobs] Why are you leaving us?

- I'm so sorry.

[sobs] I have to go away.

- You all right, sir?

- Yeah.

- Forgive me.

[sobs] - Please.

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