♪ NICHOLAS (VOICEOVER): Emma.

Everyone else knew everything.

My father, Emma, Julius Sorensen.

They'd known each other since my mother died.

Been close friends for most of that time.

All I knew was I'd been in love with Emma since I was a boy.

Almost there now.

What is it?

Is something the matter, Nicholas?

Oh.

You all right?

Oh, it's so-- so beautiful.

So stupid.

Stupid.

♪ Emma.

♪ ♪ Dad?

Why?

Why, after all this time?

Emma, speak to me.

That hurts.

I don't understand what's changed.

What's happened?

Nothing.

Except I've taken a long, hard look at my life.

A loveless marriage, secret affair.

He knows about us?

Julius does, yes.

It doesn't matter.

That's not the point.

I love you, Nick.

But I need something more.

I need a future.

I can't live without you.

Nick, please.

I can't live knowing you're somewhere else and that I might not see you again.

Think about it.

Promise me you'll do that.

We can meet each other tomorrow, can't we?

I'm not sure.

Ring me.

Promise you'll phone me.

You do that.

I love you, Emma.

♪ ♪ MAN (ON RADIO): --this government is succeeding in its keeping it to a minimum.

Now, these figures show a marked improvement over the situation a year ago, as that did over the previous ones.

Unemployment is now well and truly on the run.

In this household it's not.

Sleep well?

What time did you come in?

Hungover?

No.

Nothing interesting?

Oh, it's just a circular.

Employers around here got no bloody sense.

That's their bloody problem.

Brilliant student, first class degree, and what do you get?

Something will turn up.

I'm going into town today.

What are you doing?

Oh, I should probably try and finish the kitchen furniture.

You better have the car.

I won't be using it.

Cheers.

Things will work out.

Don't worry.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sorry.

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Hello?

Oh, good morning.

Can I please speak to Annabel Lynes?

ANNABEL (ON PHONE): This is Annabel Lynes speaking.

Oh, hello.

My name's Nicholas Hawthorne.

I've been sent your name through the Date to Date Agency.

ANNABEL (ON PHONE): Yes, I've got your name here.

You have?

Great.

Well, um-- ♪ ♪ Tonight would be terrific.

Where would you-- ANNABEL (ON PHONE): What about Potter's Restaurant?

Potter's?

ANNABEL (ON PHONE): Do you know where it is?

No, but I'll find it.

ANNABEL (ON PHONE): What about half past 8:00?

Half pas 8:00.

Right.

I'll see you there.

ANNABEL (ON PHONE): OK. Bye.

Shit!

Good afternoon, Nicholas.

Mrs. Myerson.

How are the major works going?

I can hear your father hard at it.

Bang, bang, bang.

It doesn't bother me in the least.

I'm just dying for him to show me the results.

Well, I'm sure when everything's finished.

He's not in, by the way.

Came out about half an hour ago, went down to the beach.

Not very chatty.

NICK: I don't seem to have the patience I used to.

Rubbish.

The house will be a palace when you've finished.

And the merry divorcee wants to be the first to inspect.

Dream home, nightmare neighbors.

She's all right.

She's got her eye on you.

You know, after your mother died, I used to think I should marry again.

For your sake, you being so young and all.

And I suppose you were short of offers.

Selfish of me.

Do you remember when we used to come out here when I was a kid?

We'd spend the whole afternoon together, just the two of us.

I never felt I had a deprived childhood.

♪ The truth is, I never met a woman who could match up to your mother.

Never fell in love again.

Then, recently-- Recently what?

I met someone.

Great.

Can I meet her?

Maybe.

I don't know.

The main thing is, you're right.

Whatever else happens, we've still got each other.

Tell you what, you fancy a drink tonight?

We'll do a crawl of all the old, familiar places.

Yeah, that'd be-- the thing is, I've got a date.

You've got a date?

Who's the lucky woman?

Name's Annabel.

We're going to eat.

Fancy.

You'll need some cash.

Oh, no, Dad, look, it's OK. Look, you're redundancy money isn't-- While I've got it, it's yours.

50 quid.

Splash out.

Always pays off in the long run.

And for the entree, I think perhaps the venison.

Oh, for me?

Actually, I'm not really that hungry.

I foolishly had a big lunch.

The paté maybe.

The paté.

And?

Oh.

Well, I actually might just for the moment stick with that.

For the moment.

You don't mind, do you?

Of course not.

Why don't you just leave that with me?

Well, this is very nice.

Yes, everyone raves about it.

I've heard that.

Heard them raving.

So, what other interests do you have, apart from eating out?

Well, I just like having fun, don't you?

That's what I put on the agency form.

Yeah, well, that's what attracted me to you.

Did it?

How sweet.

What about you?

What do you like doing?

You know, getting out and about.

And that's why we're compatible, isn't it?

You're out and about, and I'm having fun.

Aren't you going to look at the wine list?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I think a glass of wine would help things along, don't you?

I understand they do a very good Chateauneuf-du-Pape.

MAN (ON TV): Rafor will step out of line, on a road that such an error could be the last you ever make.

And show as he does the limits of four-wheel drive understeer and four-wheel drive oversteer.

Too much speed, and even the ultra safe-- So did you enjoy studying?

Well, I didn't find it difficult.

I'd always wanted to go in for engineering design, and the plan was, when I got back here after university, I'd get a job with-- sorry, that's all about me, isn't it?

Why don't you tell me something about yourself?

Did you go to college or-- Nicholas, can I ask you a personal question?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Have you had many girlfriends?

Why do you ask that?

You should use the agency more.

It's a great way of meeting people.

Is that what you do?

How did you find the venison this evening, Miss Lynes?

Excellent.

Thank you.

Another bottle, sir?

I think we'll need something to go with the cheese.

Would you excuse me for a minute?

ANNABEL: Of course.

Mr. Sorensen, how nice to see you again, sir.

I have your table as usual.

# Congratulations and celebrations # # Well, I'll tell everyone that you're in love with me # # Congratulations and jubilations # # I want the world to know I'm happy as can be # # Happy, happy # Could do with you back at the yard.

Don't suppose the feeling is mutual, though, is it?

It's a life of leisure.

What's a man gonna complain about?

Again.

Again.

Tommy.

Who?

Come on, come on!

Wait a minute.

Nick, it's for you.

BAR PATRONS: (SINGING) Congratulations and celeb-- Nicholas?

Good evening.

How are you?

They've run out of kumquats.

What?

Do you know, I'm starting to feel quite dopey.

I wonder if I'm coming down with something.

Perhaps you ought not to get too close.

Who's that?

Do you know him?

Julius Sorensen.

He owns a boatyard.

He's got a very striking wife.

Yes, he has.

Home or the Taj Mahal?

I'm not gonna be welcome at home.

I've gotta meet someone.

She can tick and sober me right up.

Come on, Nick.

I told you, I've got to meet someone.

Night, night.

BARKEEP: Come on, ladies and gentlemen.

Time, please.

Not all of them, Nick.

You're gonna do yourself in.

Sir.

Will there be anything else, sir?

Yes.

I'd like to call this lady a taxi.

Amongst other things.

♪ ♪ Nick?

Well?

NICHOLAS My father and Julius, they knew the points of the triangle, knew what kept it stable.

Then we could use wood veneer on the casting.

At least that would look traditional.

♪ Tea, sugar?

Milk's in the fridge.

Do you mind?

♪ I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- No, it's all right.

It'll wipe up.

Here.

For some obscure, biological reason, adolescence is synonymous with clumsiness.

And you've got your exams on your mind.

That wasn't what I was thinking about.

Oh, Nicholas.

Listen.

♪ Nicholas, thank you.

I know you meant that with your best intentions.

I'm in love with you.

No, you're not.

When you do fall in love, you should find someone your own age.

Oops.

Darling, what's the delay?

Do we get tea or don't we?

♪ ♪ Where have you been?

God, you look like death warmed up.

Are you all right?

How was your date?

Fine.

Well, actually, not so great.

I saw Julius Sorensen.

He was with a young woman.

Not Emma.

He paid for our dinner.

He what?

I had to accept it.

I didn't have any choice.

It was so bloody expensive.

But now, thinking about it, after what he did to you-- Forget it.

That's past.

I can't.

He was so superior, bribing me to keep quiet about his girlfriend.

Well, he's not gonna get away with it.

Now, what's that supposed to mean?

Well, if I accept this, it means he's manipulated both of us!

Nicholas.

God, you did have a skinful last night, didn't you?

Where'd you go?

I can't exactly remember.

You say you found it down there?

516 foxtrot.

Yeah, the silver one.

♪ ♪ ♪ Shears.

The-- the Aston Martin's registered to a Mrs. Emma Sorensen.

♪ Nicholas, Nicholas.

I understand that in the enthusiasm and, shall we say, the inexperience of youth-- Inexperience?

What has experience got to do with it?

Look, let's be frank.

You feel I'm trying to conceal something from Emma?

And?

Aren't you?

You look so wonderfully puritanical.

Don't patronize me.

Look, I don't give a damn about your assignation, but I do care about how you treat people around you.

Your relationship with Emma may be none of my business, but my father-- Your father was paid off very generously.

I did him a favor.

You know that's not true.

He's a craftsman.

He'd worked in this yard for 30 years.

Building boats was his life.

It was part of his life.

He didn't just give you his loyalty.

You were friends, for god's sake.

The company had to be modernized.

Boat building isn't labor intensive anymore.

We were overstaffed.

Fine.

Why him?

Nicholas, this is beside the point.

I admit, you caught me in a restaurant last night with another woman.

It was an embarrassing situation, and out of that embarrassment, I paid your bill.

But if you feel you have to tell Emma, then go ahead.

You think I'd do that?

I wouldn't tell anybody I saw you.

What do you take me for?

I don't know, Nicholas.

All I can say is, our relationship, Emma's and mine, is slightly more complicated than you imagine.

EMMA (VOICEOVER): Keeping Nicholas in ignorance about us won't help him, whatever he thinks he feels about me.

What if he finds out by accident?

He'll hate you for hiding our relationship.

When?

We can't say exactly, sir.

Some time last night.

We'll know more when we receive the pathologist report.

But-- oh.

I'm afraid I have to tell you, it probably wasn't an accident, sir.

She may have been dead before she went into the water.

There were signs of a struggle, marks on her neck.

I'll have to ask you to identify the body, sir.

And there will be one or two other formalities.

I'm really very sorry.

EMMA (VOICEOVER): I'm going to the cottage tonight.

I'm not coming back.

JULIUS (VOICEOVER): Emma, you can't.

You can't leave me!

Why not?

We don't have anything in common anymore.

That's not true.

You know it's not.

We have two beautiful houses.

We have the business.

Oh, and that's enough to make a marriage work, is it?

Emma, we get along together, don't we?

We're neither of us in the first flush of youth.

Is it him?

Is that why you're going?

No.

It is.

You're leaving me for him, and you can't bear to tell me.

I'm leaving both of you!

Oh, god.

We can't go on like this.

I need to make something of my life, something that's mine.

I need to be more than someone to lean on!

You'll get along without me, both of you.

Would you like a seat, sir?

I'll have you driven home.

Is there anyone you could ring?

Who would have done such a thing?

We've recovered her handbag.

There's still money in it, credit cards.

Doesn't seem like a mugging gone wrong.

What does that mean?

It's too early to say at the moment, but the lab will tell us whether there's a possibility of a sexual assault.

SHEARS: I'm afraid there are a lot of sick people around.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Well, if you're up to it, sir, there are a few questions I'd like to ask.

I'm sorry to come back to this, Mr. Sorensen, but your wife had told you she was going to your weekend cottage.

Yes.

She often went there.

She loved the countryside.

And it was no surprise to you when she failed to ring this morning to say, I got here all right, or, how are you?

There was no phone at the cottage.

She would have had to go to the nearest village.

Anyway, as I told you, Emma and I, we were happy enough, but over the years, we learned to lead somewhat separate lives.

Hence your dinner companion.

Exactly.

In any event, Mr. Sorensen, there is something we do need rather urgently to resolve.

If your wife was going to your country cottage, what on Earth was she doing on the wrong side of town, in Bilsbury?

I wish I knew.

Did she know anyone who might have lived there?

Not as far as I'm aware.

This is purely informal, Mr. Hawthorne.

It's simply that Mr. Julius Sorensen mentioned you.

She was killed last night?

Around the time you were in Potter's Restaurant.

He says you saw him.

Mr. Hawthorne?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Did you know Emma Sorensen well?

Dad.

Dad, there's some bad news.

Sorry to have kept you here so long, Mr. Sorensen.

We'll be in touch as soon as we make any progress.

NICHOLAS: I can't imagine anybody wanting to harm Emma.

She was the kindest person I ever met.

You know what Sorensen told me this morning?

He said their marriage was more complicated than I could imagine.

EMMA (VOICEOVER): We've lived our own lives for so long.

Why is it a shock?

JULIUS (VOICEOVER): I thought-- I thought one day-- I don't think so, Julius.

I'm going abroad for a couple of weeks.

I've already spoken to my solicitor about the practical arrangements.

You'll get a letter.

We can sort things out when I get back.

The practical arrangements?

The houses, the business.

The business?

Julius, it has to be a clean break.

I've had an offer.

I'm selling out my share of the yard.

Hadn't you better go?

You'll be late.

There you are.

Enjoy yourself.

Let's go.

Jim, pathology says no sign of sexual interference, though bruising on her neck definitely indicates a man's hands.

Her nails are torn, which means she probably put up a struggle, but any blood and fibers would have been washed away.

Prints?

Well, the Aston Martin's been dusted.

Mainly hers, but not entirely.

We're trying to match them.

That's fine.

Thanks.

And time of death, pretty certainly between 10:30 and 11:30.

The works, please.

You traced Sorensen's dinner date?

Not yet, but I've got the chauffeur waiting downstairs.

He'll be used to that.

It doesn't look random, though, does it?

Not in a million years.

So you picked up Mr. Sorensen and Miss Sonia from the restaurant at 11:45 and ferried them back to his house?

Yes, sir.

How long have you worked for Mr. Sorensen?

10 years.

SHEARS: You must have got to know him pretty well in that time.

Well, Mr. Sorensen prefers not to drive himself, so anywhere he wants to go-- Wouldn't you say that he and Mrs. Sorensen had rather odd marital arrangements?

That's none of my business.

Well, no, but she swans off to the country, and he brings a woman he's apparently just met back to the house.

It's none of my business.

Have you any idea what Mrs. Sorensen might have been doing in Bilsbury?

Had you ever driven her there?

Well, Mrs. Sorensen always used her own car.

I'm employed by Mr. Sorensen.

SHEARS (VOICEOVER): What on Earth was she doing on the wrong side of town, in Bilsbury?

Did she know anyone who might have lived there?

JULIUS (VOICEOVER): Not as far as I'm aware.

♪ ♪ ♪ Mr. Hawthorne?

Hello.

May I?

This is my favorite spot too.

Very calming, isn't it, watching the boats?

You know, I am glad you moved in here.

The area needed livening up.

Police cars at the front door.

Good for a bit of gossip, eh?

That's not what I meant.

Was it about the woman who was murdered?

Did you-- I knew her.

I'm so sorry.

So am I.

That's not gonna bring her back, is it?

Edwin, how's the time?

Oh, we've got about half an hour, sir.

Come inside for a moment.

What did the police ask you, Edwin?

They wanted to know about your relationship with Mrs. Sorensen, sir.

I thought that was rather nosy.

I didn't tell them anything.

Good.

But you can hardly blame them.

They need suspects.

Well, they can hardly be thinking of you, sir.

I told them I didn't get to the restaurant until a quarter till 12:00.

A lot of marriages have problems that an outsider wouldn't see.

That doesn't mean one would stoop to violence.

If it was a crime of passion.

I'm sorry, sir?

Nothing.

It's not important.

Nicholas.

Hello.

Annabel Lynes.

Yeah.

The woman who died, it was his wife, wasn't it?

The man we saw in the restaurant.

Are you all right?

Look, I'm sorry about the way I behaved.

Can I buy you a coffee?

I've known her all my life, you see.

Been in love with her.

She thought it was just a teenage crush.

Yeah, probably sounds stupid.

No, it doesn't.

Never told anybody that.

I can't even say it to my father.

I don't even know why I'm telling you, except, well, you asked the other night whether I'd had many girlfriends, and, no, I haven't.

She spoiled all that for you?

I just never found anybody who matched up to her.

The woman Sorensen was with?

I have no idea.

The funeral is this afternoon.

Are you going?

Why don't you?

Pay your last respects.

I could give you a lift.

I opened up the store just before 6:00, and he was out there on the quay side, the spot where she died.

Sit down, Mr. Grantham.

Oh, thank you.

You're sure it was Hawthorne?

He lived in Bilsbury for nearly 20 years.

He only moved out when he was laid off and got his redundancy.

SHEARS: What was he doing?

Staring at the water.

Been there a while, I reckon.

When I called to him, he moved off.

Was he usually unfriendly?

No, quite the opposite.

That's the thing.

I don't know whether it's important, but when you came around the morning after, you said if anything occurred to me-- You did the right thing coming in, Mr. Grantham.

Jim, here.

I've got nothing against Nick Hawthorne.

I know he's a bit high spirited at times, but-- Sorry.

Have you got a minute?

EMMA (VOICEOVER): Of course.

I'm in love with you as well.

But the intensity of your feelings frightens me.

You have to understand that we can never live together, and there's nothing either of us can do about it.

The first set's from the car, the Aston Martin.

The second lot-- Hawthorne, Nicholas.

Date of birth, 4-10-59.

That's the father, from his record.

Drunk and disorderly.

Assault on a police officer.

June, '86.

A year's probation.

Hats off to the CPS.

But that's not the most interesting thing.

Do you want to know where he was living at the time?

Bilsbury.

Tried and trusted old-fashioned police methods.

I talked to somebody.

Thanks.

Nicholas, if you did want to meet again, I promise the next time would be different.

Well, we know how to get hold of each other, don't we?

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Nicholas.

Nicholas, wait.

I didn't expect you to be here.

Why not?

We go back a long way, don't we?

All of us.

Yes, we do.

I-- I'm sure my father would have been here as well, but-- But what?

Well, he knows what it's like to lose a wife.

I don't think this is a good place to stand.

No, I was leaving anyway.

Look, Nicholas, I know you don't think much of me, but I'd like to talk.

I'd really appreciate it.

When Emma and I grew apart, I found it very difficult to make new friends of any sort.

And she was going to leave me.

She'd announced it.

We had a row.

The woman you saw me with in the restaurant was just someone I met in one of those clubs.

The Ace of something.

In a way, she was just company.

Consolation.

What went wrong between you and Emma?

I was too involved with the business.

It was hard work, it was exciting at first, but it had its price.

Sometimes children can save a marriage like that, hold it together.

Of course, we never had any.

I always looked upon you as a-- whatever you think of me, it's no worse than I think of myself.

I was with another woman when-- Was Emma leaving you for someone else?

Why do you ask that?

No, she wasn't, but she had been having an affair with someone.

She felt her whole life was stifling.

I think she wanted to be free of us both.

Do you know him, this other man?

Yes.

What?

My car's at the gates.

Get in.

I'll give you a lift.

No.

I'll get a cab.

Why?

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Thank you.

Will there be anything else, sir?

No.

I'll see you in the morning.

You are going into work then, sir?

I think that's the best option.

Keep busy.

Sir.

Yes?

Have you any idea who killed Mrs. Sorensen?

Why do you ask?

You mentioned, before the funeral, a crime of passion.

I'd rather you forgot that, Edwin.

Forget I ever said it.

Why, sir?

Because I don't want to cause any harm, more than has already occurred.

Particularly not to the innocent.

Does that mean you do have someone in mind, sir?

It's just that-- Edwin, I said forget it.

Sir.

Went out about 20 minutes ago along the harbor wall.

We'd better see if we can find him.

What's going on?

We're looking for your father, Nicholas.

Why?

Can you come with us?

EMMA (VOICEOVER): I'm going abroad for a couple of weeks.

I've already spoken to my solicitor about the practical arrangements.

You'll get a letter.

We can sort things out when I get back.

JULIUS: Practical arrangements?

EMMA: The houses, the business.

JULIUS: The business?

EMMA: Julius, it has to be a clean break.

I've had an offer.

I'm selling out my share of the yard.

Hadn't you better to go?

You'll be late.

♪ NICHOLAS: I don't understand.

There seems to be a connection between your father and Emma Sorensen.

Yeah, well, of course, there's a connection.

He used to work for the company.

We used to be friends.

But you wouldn't say there was any special relationship between them, your father and Emma?

Mr. Hawthorne?

Well, he was always popular with women.

But no one in particular?

There he is, up ahead.

It's just as well you came with us.

♪ ♪ No!

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