That family, they're not what they show the world.

It wasn't Mia or Tomos.

They've got a solid alibi.

You knew what he did.

Yeah, but what if he didn't?

What if Bergerac really did try to falsify that evidence?

I hear you have a story for me.

Why did you go back to work?

Grief was finding me because I was a mess, because I needed to prove something.

We were going to talk, weren't we?

- Yeah, we will.

- You keep saying that.

Ellie, these photographs were on your phone.

They're of the Wakefield house.

- Did you take them?

- Cate sent them to me.

So Cate's got a second phone?

The last text that Cate sent to Ellie.

"Well, if you won't expose Arthur, I will."

Whoever killed Cate will be brought to justice.

[clock ticking] [sighing] I'm missing Zumba for this.

Well, you don't need it.

You look top-notch.

That came out wrong.

I-- Didn't it just?

[door opening] Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Um... Right.

Uh... I just went to the opera house.

Well, I had to track down the guy with the keys and get him out of bed first.

So, on the night that Cate was murdered, Arthur and Julien Wakefield are sat up here.

Yeah?

In the box.

Yeah.

Margaret is down there, in the stalls.

And we've got witness statements saying that Arthur and Julien didn't leave the box during the performance.

But when the lights are down during the performance, you can't actually see into the box.

So Arthur and Julien could have left, and no one would have seen them.

Yeah, but we spoke to the ushers, who said that nobody left until the interval.

Yeah, so outside the box, there is a short corridor with two doors.

One door leads to the, um, what do you call it, the... the landing, the dress circle.

Another door opens onto a stairwell, down a fire escape, leading to an alleyway behind the theater.

So, Arthur could have slipped out of the box, down the fire escape, back to the house, killed Cate, back to the theater, mingled in with the crowds after the interval, and absolutely no one would have seen them.

Or Julien.

You said Arthur could have slipped out, but Julien could have too.

Arthur or Julien, yeah, I said that.

- Or Margaret, come to that.

- Well, no, Margaret's the only one with an alibi that we can corroborate, because there was an usher on duty outside the door to the stalls all evening.

Uh, no, Arthur and Julien both gave statements that says that neither one left the box throughout the performance.

Yeah, I know, and we just believe them.

Influential, high-status individuals, they're like, yeah, it wasn't us, and we're like, yeah, I mean, I guess it rules them out.

- Jim-- - Yeah, except now that we know that Arthur, not only does he have a motive, because Cate was going to expose him as a fraud, he also had opportunity as well.

Well, you're right about one thing.

Arthur Wakefield is a high-status individual.

He's a former Member of the States, not to mention the advisory committees he's on.

It doesn't mean that he's above the law.

It means we have to tread carefully.

Fine.

I promise I'll play nice.

You promise you'll play nice when?

When I want to arrest him.

Absolutely not.

You see, this-- this right here, this is - how they get away with it.

- They?

Yes, rich, powerful men, guilty men, because everyone is too scared to stand up to them.

Yes, you're right.

I'm quite the establishment stooge.

Well, I want to search his house then.

Come on, Cate had a second secret phone that she's just, she's hidden somewhere.

I mean, who knows what we're going to find on that.

Cate wouldn't hide a phone containing compromising information about Arthur in his house.

Yes, but if he killed her, he could have taken it.

Fine.

But don't antagonize him.

New line of inquiry.

Really appreciate his cooperation, all that.

Uh, thinking about this, maybe it is best Jim is lead on this.

Yeah, well, I mean, it's his suspects, his theory.

That's incredibly selfless of you.

Thank you, Barney.

Where are we with the ransom money?

I've been in touch with the banks, the high-end stores.

That money will pop up sooner or later.

Keep me posted.

Go away.

Thank you.

Watch him.

I don't want to spend the rest of my career teaching school kids how to cross the road.

[theme music] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [indistinct chatter] Ah, sorry for the intrusion, Mr.

Wakefield.

As a result of new information which has come to light, we've obtained a warrant to search the property for digital and electronic devices belonging to Cate Wakefield.

Let's not be coy, DCI Bergerac.

We both know what's going on here.

Did you know that Cate was in contact with Ellie Robson?

Ellie has shared her concerns about your purchase of her father's company.

I don't know what, um, Ellie would have gained from that, but, uh, the Robson's had hired a team of lawyers to go through the contract line by line.

Cate, she was a lifeguard from Coventry.

Now, had they missed something, I hardly think she'd be the person to find it.

Fond of her though I was.

Anyway, um, tell your officers to help themselves to tea and coffee, and I think Margaret might have left out some biscuits.

Barney.

Look, I've got to go.

I've got a thing, and then I'm having lunch with my daughter.

- I'll be back about two.

- Whoa, where?

- What about the search?

- We'll keep going.

You never know, you might find that phone.

He's up to something.

Yeah.

Probably looked like I was hiding there, but I was ac-- I had to search that area.

Mhm.

♪♪♪ [dramatic music] We've got a suspect.

He's powerful.

He's connected.

He's a-- he's a bit of a bully.

And so bringing charges against him is going to be a challenge.

Sounds like quite a breakthrough.

It is, yeah, it is.

Um, and so this is, this is a distraction, if-- just if I'm honest.

It's a split focus.

So you'd like to stop?

Look, I am stable.

I'm sober.

You know, I'm meeting Kim later for lunch.

We're going to talk about her mom.

I'm actually going to initiate that.

I'm better at this than I thought.

Yeah, you are.

And so just, you can tell Uma that I'm fixed, - yeah?

- Why don't you tell her?

It would be better coming from you, I think.

But, hey-- I can, um, do you have, like, Yelp reviews?

I could leave a good review.

I'd be very happy to do that.

And what about tomorrow?

Well, I just said I won't be coming.

Your mental state tomorrow.

See, grief is like a minefield.

You're fine, you're walking along, click, you're in pieces.

I know.

There might be some bad days.

I don't think you know how bad.

[clock ticking] I lost my wife, too.

Nine years ago.

Heart attack.

She was 36.

Um, I'm sorry.

I was, uh, well, you can imagine.

I was not a person.

I was just grief.

Patron saint of grief.

A therapist saved my life, literally.

It's-- it's why I became one.

And it's why I offered to take you on as a client.

You asked for me?

Well, no, I mean, that sounds... No, Uma sent a request out to a bunch of us, and I guess I was the one who responded first.

But-- but the reason I did so was because... You've been here.

And I have a map with the way out.

You are in a different world now.

Different rules apply.

♪♪♪ First of May, 2014, Sophie Armstrong is abducted.

Sophie's found by Bergerac on the fourth of May.

She identifies you by your voice.

So you're arrested, your house searched, your car seized.

But they don't have enough to charge you, so you're released.

This is a request to search your car by Bergerac, uh, seventh of May, when they find a strand of what is later discovered to be Sophie's hair.

You're charged, you go to court, you go to prison.

You were smart, though, getting your lawyer to request all the evidence under the Freedom of Information Act.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I mean, he went through all this.

He said there wasn't anything reliable that we could use in an appeal.

Yeah.

The problem is, your lawyer is an idiot.

I kept thinking, if there's a request to search John's car, there must be one for his house.

There isn't.

You know why?

It's so fucking obvious.

Searches are automatic.

When someone's arrested, police can search any property in their possession or control.

So I looked, and sure enough, a search was done on your car straight after you were arrested, and it found nothing.

So this is an additional search, specifically requested by Bergerac.

Which magically produced the evidence.

He planted it.

[sniffling] I knew it.

I knew it.

His hair is literally the only reason that I went to prison.

But this proves it.

This-- He's stitching me up.

[birds chirping] [intriguing music] Mm.

- It's not enough.

- What?

What are you talking about?

This is great.

Well, she's right.

It's still basically John's word versus Bergerac's.

That is not a story, that is gossip.

Was there anything else?

Not in the police evidence.

But take away forensics, and the case gets sketchy.

The victim was blindfolded the whole time, so she could only identify John by his voice.

I'm talking to her later.

Yeah, but in the meantime, you can publish with this, right?

Not really.

There's no follow-up.

You want to release a story in installments, each one getting bigger and worse.

This is just one big sugar hit, and then nothing.

There's nowhere to go after this.

Yeah, but with the right campaign, the right push from the newspaper, I mean, that's got to be enough to... I don't know, get Bergerac suspended, surely?

[sighing] It doesn't work like that.

Look, you said you had a story for me, and you might.

I just haven't found it yet.

I'll talk to the girl, and then I'll talk to Bergerac, and then we'll see where we are.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

Jesus.

No pleasing you, is there?

Because we're on the back foot, doing these random retaliatory actions.

It was your idea.

Please don't call it an idea.

It was damage limitation, just as... falling down a flight of stairs and grabbing something is not a strategy.

No, it's survival.

The custody desk called.

Uniform have arrested someone with a wad of the ransom money.

Kara's interviewing them now.

KARA: He was trying to buy a five grand watch for cash.

Luckily, we'd issued the serial numbers to all the high-end stores.

The shop owner is suspicious, checks the numbers, and sure enough, it's the ransom money.

He keeps the guy talking while the assistant calls the police.

You think he's working with Mia and Tomos?

He says he doesn't know them.

Says he didn't know about the abduction or the murder.

He's never even heard of the Wakefields.

Says he was just hired to make the ransom call and grab the money from Julien Wakefield.

- Hired by who?

- A mate of a mate.

That's conveniently vague.

And at no point he thought, this is a bit suspicious.

He thought it was, and I quote, "a rich dude sex thing."

Okay, let's massively park that.

Where's the rest of the cash?

He was told to leave it at a parcel drop locker in Almorah, in time for a pick-up at 1:45 today.

Well, it's 20 past.

We need to get eyes on that drop location now.

Yeah, I will get this idiot stowed away in a cell, call Jim and head over.

Jim is busy having lunch with his daughter and generally sabotaging his career today, I think.

No, this is the first bit of good luck we've had.

- Go.

Go, go, go!

- Okay.

Sorry, sorry.

Uh... I had a, uh, meeting.

- It's okay.

- It overran.

I, uh, ordered for you.

Full English, no tomatoes, white toast, the "happy heart attack," I think they call it.

Perfect.

Um... Remember when we came here with Mom and they forgot the side of bacon she ordered with her veggie breakfast?

[chuckling] Yeah.

Yeah, and she didn't want to be difficult because she knew how busy they were, but my God, she really wanted that bacon.

And then I laughed at her and she threatened to throw my phone in the sea.

Then you gave her all your bacon and half a sausage, and she looked at you all heart eyes.

She always loved a low-grade pork product.

DCI Bergerac.

I was right.

So I was passing and, um, I saw your car and thought it would be rude not to say hello, so, uh, who's this?

Kim.

His daughter.

She's beautiful.

Sure she's yours?

Why don't you give us a sec, love.

Why don't you do a look at the cakes, yeah?

Choose one for Granny.

This is... You can't, uh, do this.

I'm sorry, am I encroaching on your territory?

Is this about this morning?

Jesus.

Sorry for any disruptions while we try to find out who's killed your daughter-in-law.

I know exactly what you're doing.

You know, you really should get a DNA test, she's stunning.

Don't you look, don't fucking... look at her, all right?

So just say what you came here to say.

Well, you'll hear soon enough.

Ask me what you want to ask me.

Unless, of course, it's did I kill Cate.

Because you won't believe the answer.

Did you even like Cate?

You know, naivety, it's like a mental illness, it's all skipping through meadows for the person who has it.

And a pain in the ass for the people around them.

That's very moving.

Look at you, clutching at pearls.

You know, you're far more ruthless than I could ever be.

In fact, I think you're the most dangerous man I've ever met.

Hey, you're back.

What did you go for?

Uh, death by chocolate.

Good choice.

What a way to go.

It's nice to meet you, Kim.

And I'll see you soon.

DCI Bergerac.

Who is he?

Uh, just... Just somebody connected to the case.

Um... I'm just gonna... Well, I just need to pee.

[tense music] ♪♪♪ [phone buzzing] Boss?

Hey, look, something I need you to do.

Take all traffic CCTV and speed cameras for any car connected to the Wakefields during the opera performance.

Every possible route from the theatre to their house.

Can you get Simon to do that?

I'm not at the station.

Why?

Where are you now?

[sighing] Uh... I need to go.

I'm really sorry.

There's been a... Something's come up at work, and I need to be there.

Yeah, sure, no worries.

Yeah, but I can drop you home.

Sorry, at Granny's first.

I'm so sorry.

Honestly, Dad, it's fine.

[breathing deeply] Shit, he's early.

- [phone buzzing] - Kara?

Suspect has picked up the bag.

Should we intercept?

- How long till backup?

- Fifteen minutes.

We'll lose him if we don't go now.

Pick him up now.

I'm on my way.

Okay, ready... Let's go.

You, stay in the car, okay?

Whatever happens.

- Why?

What might happen?

- Nothing.

Just stay in the car.

♪♪♪ Oh, shit!

KARA: Stop!

Police!

[tires screeching] Oi!

Dad!

[panting] [urgent music] [Kim screaming] [Bergerac grunting] Kim!

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Julien.

[wheels crunching on gravel] I'm so sorry, love.

It's not your fault.

You told me to stay in the car.

You shouldn't have been anywhere near there.

You go.

I'll handle this.

No.

I'll talk to her.

It's fine.

The secret is, don't break eye contact.

We got caught up in something, and, um-- I told her to stay in the car.

So it's her fault?

No, no.

Okay, look, I didn't mean that.

I was arresting someone, and they made a break for it.

And they ran into her.

I know what you're doing.

Yeah.

I've interviewed much scarier people than you, Charlie.

Much more intimidating people than you.

So this... this won't work.

Just do me a favor and step away from the knife.

You and I have had our disagreements.

But I never thought Kim was unsafe with you.

Of course-- Of course she is safe with me.

Jesus.

But she'll be scarred, Jim.

No, she won't.

Wha-- it's tiny.

It might not even be a scar.

Look, I feel like shit about it.

Yeah, I'm aware of how it looks.

It won't happen again.

How do you know?

Because I will... be more aware.

Things are spiraling, Jim.

What things?

No.

No, they're not.

You can go now.

Are you dismissing me?

Is that what's... - I'm being dismissed.

- Yep.

Right.

She is fine.

[tense music] BERGERAC: Is Julien's lawyer here yet?

He says he doesn't want one.

He doesn't want one?

It would be a Wakefield lawyer, wouldn't it?

Someone from the firm they use.

Jeez, he doesn't want his father to know he's been arrested.

This family, they are insane.

Wait.

You can't interview him yet.

We need to search the annex first.

No.

Forensics have been there for a week.

You know what I mean.

Look, we can't risk Arthur getting suspicious.

I-- I don't want him to know about Julien either.

Not yet.

It'll be fine.

Honest.

So, uh, let me get this straight.

You paid someone to ransom your own daughter.

Hm?

Did you also pay Mia and Tomos to kidnap her as well?

No.

I just, um... took advantage of the situation.

You'll have to help us out here.

I was walking past her room when I saw Tomos take her, and, um, I went to stop him.

Of course.

And then, um, I stopped.

Why?

Because I knew that she would be safer with them than with me.

You see, what it is, is that, um... I owe some money, or-- or someone thinks that I owe them some money, and I do owe them some money, but I want it written down that it is not fair, you see.

Who?

I can't tell you that.

Have they threatened you?

They've done more than that.

Do you think they killed Cate?

I think you'd better tell us their name, don't you?

Uh... Rachini Wilson.

She, uh-- She runs this card game on the back of-- The back of her little arcade.

Yeah, we know Rachini.

Well, it wasn't very much at first.

It was.... And I had this... losing streak, um... How much?

Well, let me guess.

250,000.

She said that she would wait and extend my credit.

So I just needed one big win, or a few big wins.

Yep.

She stopped waiting.

Why didn't you ask your father for the money?

[Julien scoffs] You've met my father.

BERGERAC: And that would have been worse than... Jesus.

This?

You don't know what he can be like.

What can he be like?

Julien?

That's all I'm prepared to say right now.

CROZIER: Rachini Wilson, where to start?

Loan sharking, a bit of pimping, a bit of dealing.

But her primary income stream are the private poker games that she holds in the back room of her arcade in Almorah.

Guests play the house, and losses are collected at the little cash booth in the arcade.

500 pounds for a one-pound token.

Any debt collection is delegated, so she keeps her hands clean.

She's one of the nastiest criminals in Jersey, but she is smart, so.

Not so much as a parking ticket to her name.

We've discovered that Julien Wakefield is in debt to her for 250,000 pounds.

None of this is Rachini's style.

There'd be indicators.

We'd know.

That's right.

Usually when she takes a drill to someone's kneecap, she leaves behind a silk glove.

No, I'm saying she doesn't kill people.

Well, for a quarter of a million pounds, she might diversify.

- To what end?

- To scare Julien Wakefield.

To say, pay up or you're next.

No.

I'm not going to sell this to you, Jim.

We are talking to her.

[tense music] [siren wailing] [tires screeching] OFFICER: Go, go!

Now!

OFFICER 2: Look in the back.

OFFICER: Freeze!

Stay where you are!

- WOMAN: What's going on?

- [siren wailing] OFFICER: Get down.

Get down on the ground!

OFFICER: Stay where you are!

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [indistinct chatter] ♪♪♪ Good afternoon, Mrs.

Wilson.

I'm Detective Inspector Crozier.

Can you tell me where you were on the evening of Tuesday the 3rd of September between 7:30 p.m.

and 10:30 p.m.?

Before I answer that, I need you to tell me - if I'm under caution.

- CROZIER: No, not yet.

I was here.

Well, we'll need access to your CCTV then, so we can pull all the data.

Is that Jim Bergerac lurking back there?

Get that beautiful face over here.

Rachini.

D.I.

Crozier wants to look at my CCTV.

How far back do you want to go?

Just as far as last Tuesday.

I tell you what, let's round it up to... two weeks.

Last Tuesday will be fine.

You know, it would help if I knew what this was about.

It's about the murder of Cate Wakefield.

Murder?

[light scoff] Come on.

We know that Julien was a regular here, we know that he owed you a lot of money, and we also know that you subcontract people to encourage debt recovery.

There's an implication there I'm not thrilled with.

It's a murder investigation, Rachini.

For what it's worth, I don't think murder is your style, but we can be a real bollock, yeah?

We can poke around your finances, we can issue warrants to search your properties.

So why don't you answer our questions, you can save everyone a ton of paperwork, and then you and your buddies can enjoy the rest of your day.

If someone owes me money, it's their debt.

Not their wives, not their kids.

- When was Julien last here?

- Three weeks ago.

Let's just say he did not have a good night.

BERGERAC: Okay, was that when you told him - you were calling in his debt?

- No, that was Tuesday night.

[intriguing music] He called, asked if I could raise him a stake, said he got a sure tip on the horses, and if it came in he could clear his debts.

So he called you?

When was this?

Here we go.

8:22 p.m., seven minute call.

Is that a landline number?

Old school.

We're going to need that.

If I'm not under caution, I don't need to give you anything.

But I'll tell you what, I'll take a screenshot and send it over.

Did you give him the stake?

RACHINI: He already owed me 250.

Even I have my limits.

So you threatened him?

I said we reached the end of our friendship.

How he chose to interpret that is up to him.

- Thanks for your help.

- Anytime.

But you know that.

♪♪♪ She just drove a bus through Arthur Wakefield's alibi.

- Jim?

- Mhm ?

If Julien was on the phone to Rachini, then he wasn't in the opera box with Dan.

Why was she asking us about footage from two weeks ago?

Okay.

I was-- I was here.

- [scoffing] You-- - No, I had a drink with her.

I had one drink with her, I wasn't in a good place.

Well, no wonder you didn't want us to speak to her then.

No, I-- I didn't think she was a credible suspect.

Barney, I still don't!

Come on, Cate's murder, it was chaotic, it was impassioned, it was personal-- Jim!

Fucking focus.

Rachini Wilson is a violent criminal who threatened the husband of the deceased.

That is what we call a solid and compelling lead.

And you would know that, if you weren't so lost down this Arthur Wakefield rabbit hole!

You used to be better at this.

I heard someone opening the door and I thought it was Blakely.

Um... Then he started to take my blindfold off and I was... terrified.

I'd seen a film where the kidnapper has to kill the hostage because she sees him.

And so I had-- my eyes were like clamped shut.

And then he said my name and I realized that it was... It was Jim, not Blakely.

So you were blindfolded the whole time?

[soft melancholic music] Yeah, um... When he... grabbed me, he put a bag over my head.

- Um... - But you never saw his face.

[music turns intriguing] So, devil's advocate, how did you know it was John Blakely?

I recognized his voice.

Yeah, talk me through that.

How did that happen?

Like, did you just hear his voice and like know it was him or did somebody play it for you?

Maybe Jim Bergerac, and ask you, "Is this him?"

- Does it matter?

- Maybe not.

But it's about your confidence in the conviction.

[scoffing] They found my hair in his car.

He disputes that.

You've spoken to Blakely.

I thought you said you were writing - a feature on Jim Bergerac.

- I am.

Does he know?

So it's that kind of article, is it?

John Blakely's life was ruined.

What about my life?

That beast locked me in a cellar for three days.

Ever since, I've slept with a baseball bat under my bed.

I have panic attacks-- I'm just saying, what if he's telling the truth?

What if the wrong man went to prison?

♪♪♪ Run a check on vehicles connected to Rachini Wilson and any of her known associates.

I was just about to call you.

Bergerac wanted a speed cam check on all the Wakefield cars between their house and the theater.

Arthur Wakefield's car.

It was on the last camera I checked.

Three miles from the Opera House, 8:46 p.m.

Twenty minutes before Cate was killed.

Get a couple of uniforms to meet me over - at Arthur Wakefield's house.

- Wait.

- Now!

- Jim.

Call Uma.

We got him.

This is it, Barney.

- We finally got him.

- Ji-- [door opens] [sighing] Margaret?

Call Lawrence on his mobile.

Get him off the bloody golf course and tell him to meet me down at the station now.

[Lily grunting] [indistinct police radio chatter] [Lily crying] Kara.

We're bringing Arthur in now, listen.

There's something I need you to do when we get there.

[intriguing music] I think we're in here.

Oh, shit.

Sorry.

That was taken.

Wait a minute.

That's Julien.

Why is Julien here?

Well, I'm afraid I can't answer that.

Why wasn't I told about this?

And where's his fucking lawyer?

Steve, would you take Mr.

Challis and Mr.

Wakefield down to room two?

I'll be right with you.

♪♪♪ Brilliant.

Thank you.

Don't take him back to his cell just yet.

He's about to get a visitor.

When they arrive, bring them up here.

[sighing] Thank you for coming.

It's such short notice.

- I know how busy you must be.

- Of course.

In fact, I believe I have you to thank for my job.

You were clearly the most qualified for the job.

I'm just sorry the ministers of state needed reminding of that.

I, uh... I want to talk to you about my son-in-law.

Earlier today, he arrested someone while he was with his daughter.

There was a struggle and Kim was hurt.

Oh, my God.

Is she all right?

It was just a cut to her hand, but-- It could have been a lot worse.

Why did you ask him to go back to work?

That's not quite what happened.

He asked me.

Did he now?

Well, it's immaterial, I suppose, because you agreed.

Jim has experience of complex, violent crimes which I felt would be beneficial to the investigation.

He's an exceptional police officer.

Who is clearly in distress.

Whose behavior is becoming problematic.

Who has suffered an unimaginable loss.

And I am mindful of that.

What happened today was regrettable, and will be addressed.

But I would hope that part of the reason you supported my appointment was because you trusted my judgment.

- [phone buzzing] - Oh, please.

Sorry.

Barney?

[sighing] He's done what?

CROZIER: He brought him in about an hour ago.

I thought you'd want to know.

Leave this with me.

[sighing] As I said, Jim's conduct will be monitored.

Quite intensely.

In your initial statement, you said that on the night of Cate's murder, you were sat with your son Julien in the box at the opera house for the whole performance.

But we have a witness who states that Julien was on the phone to them for seven minutes before 9 p.m.

So did Julien have this conversation while sat next to you?

- [phone buzzing] - Not that I'm aware of.

Perhaps your witness is unreliable.

BERGERAC: Yeah.

Um, by the way, we found your money.

Oh, good.

Well, that's something.

Yeah.

Sadly though, it turns out that your son was behind the ransom demand.

What?

He owed gambling debts, and he chose to take advantage of your granddaughter's abduction to pay them off.

With your money.

That you got from... selling your favorite car.

Sorry, but we're getting sidetracked.

Were you and Julien sat together throughout Tuesday evening's performance?

[soft dramatic music] No comment.

Understood.

Interview suspended.

♪♪♪ [nearby indistinct chatter] You were right.

Look who just got a lawyer.

Suddenly appeared five minutes ago, panting and sweating.

I think she literally ran all the way from their office.

Wait for it.

- [Julien mumbling] - [phone buzzing] Wait just a minute.

You need to see this.

Bingo.

- Come on.

- What's the game plan here?

Is there a game plan?

Because this all kind of shits over proper protocol.

I want them to think that they're winning.

Arthur especially.

I want them colluding.

I want them getting their story straight.

Because I'm about to blow it out of the fucking water.

I'd like to clarify my statement.

I failed to remember that I left my seat momentarily to make a phone call, which lasted approximately seven minutes.

My father remained in our box, engrossed in the performance.

Opera is my father's passion, so he probably didn't realize I'd gone.

And I have no further comment to make.

Understood.

Your colleague can type really fast.

This car... belongs to your family, right?

Yes, that's-- No comment.

For the purpose of the recording, this is a photo of a car registered to Mr.

Arthur Wakefield.

This was taken on the night that Cate was killed.

8:46 p.m.

The car is driving away from the opera house.

- Were you driving it, Julien?

- No.

I mean, no comment.

So who was?

Do you know the name Jonathan Robson?

No?

Did you know that your wife was working with his daughter, Ellie?

Together they were planning to release details of potentially illegal activity carried out by your father in the purchase of Jonathan's company.

The upshot is, your father had a motive.

So do you think he could have been driving that car?

No comment.

Because if it wasn't him, then it must have been you.

No, I-- I said that I was only away for seven minutes, so maybe it was Margaret.

I mean, no comment.

Margaret was snug in her seat all night, whereas you, you faked a ransom demand for your own daughter.

That's not going to play well for a jury.

To be fair, he might just get a suspended - sentence for extortion.

- Yeah, but for the murder?

Oh yeah, no.

The murder is a whole other thing.

Yeah, but it wasn't me in the car, so it must-- must have been him.

Hang on, so Arthur wasn't in a box - throughout the performance?

- [sighing] I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I-- I-- [sighing] I didn't go back after I made the phone call.

I-- I couldn't breathe after I spoke to Rachini, so I just-- I just-- I stayed in the toilet and I just tried to calm down.

So if you weren't in the box, you have no idea if your father was either.

No comment.

It turns out that Julien was absent for longer than seven minutes.

Would you like to amend your statement accordingly?

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

Oh, gotcha, this is my Frost-Nixon.

Opera is an art form that demands constant attention.

I must have been too engrossed to notice him leave.

So, if you were at the theater, then who was driving your car in the lead up to Cate's murder?

[intriguing music] I'm just going to ask you straight out.

Did you kill Cate?

I mean, you'd spent 40 years building up your business and this entitled airhead who you'd welcomed into your home, who couldn't even deliver you a biological grandchild was going to take it all.

And for what?

For the honor of Jonathan Robson?

That infantile beta male who didn't have the first clue about what he'd invented.

I mean, do you honestly think that the series cell battery would have gone to market if you hadn't taken it?

Come on.

But Cate couldn't understand that.

She felt guilty about the lifestyle that you'd given her.

She wanted to prove a point, a point that was going to tear down your reputation, so you stopped her.

Mm.

[Arthur sighing] I'd like to amend my statement.

So, three years ago, I discovered that my son suffered from a serious gambling addiction.

[sharp inhale, exhale] Since then, I've, um... covered his debts, turned a blind eye when valuables started going missing from my house.

I paid for counselling and rehab.

So don't tell me he said it was a one-off.

He fell in with the wrong crowd.

About 18 months ago, Julien took out a life insurance policy on Cate for a quarter of a million pounds.

He's an addict.

And addicts like Julien, they, um... they have a trajectory.

And, um, you know, I think we're at the end of it.

♪♪♪ Tell me, Chief Inspector.

What was your reputation built on?

Hmm?

I mean, is it warranted?

Someone so myopic, so easily distracted by their prejudice, are we to actually believe that we're safe with you watching over us?

[knocking on door] - Hmm?

- [door opens] For the purposes of the recording, D.C.

Molloy has just entered the room.

No, I-- I can't.

Not now.

There is a pattern of behavior here.

Come on, this-- what did Barney tell you?

No, this is hardly a pattern.

I spoke to your mother-in-law.

She told me what happened when you arrested Julien.

[scoffing] Okay.

Um... She-- Uh, okay.

Look, some context.

She thinks you're buckling under the pressure of the job.

I told her I didn't need any help making - operational decisions.

- [scoffing] I'm glad you enjoyed that.

It was before I discovered you'd ignored a direct order and arrested Arthur Wakefield.

And for no reason.

Because your case against him just fell apart, correct?

Nothing Arthur said made him less of a suspect.

Just-- Just Julien more of a suspect.

- Listen to me.

- No, he threw his son, his son, under a bus to save himself.

We have to ask why.

Arthur Wakefield is a vicious old bastard who earned his wealth dishonestly.

Unfortunately, there's not enough prisons in the world to bang up everyone guilty of that.

So, let him go.

No, Uma, I am this close to breaking him.

- I swear-- - I said, let him go.

And you are on your last life.

Tell me you understand that.

Because saying stuff, in English, to your face, doesn't seem to do the trick.

I understand.

[intriguing music] ♪♪♪ [engine rumbling] Chief Inspector Bergerac, Chloe Havron, Island News.

I'm writing a story on John Blakely.

He claims you planted the evidence that led to his conviction.

I wondered if you had a comment.

Why did you order the second search on John's car?

Are you a corrupt cop who pursues vendettas by framing innocent men?

No comment.

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