♪ ♪ HARPER: I transferred from Edinburgh to join your team.

♪ ♪ Hi, Jake.

JAKE: Hi, Morgan.

Are you and Mum a thing now?

JAKE (on phone): Well, you could call it a "thing."

ANNIKA: I've decided to trust you.

You can go to the eco resort.

Thanks.

Did Jake change your mind?

ANNIKA (on phone): Uh, no.

Michael.

Help me with my luggage?

Is that your dad?

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ANNIKA: It's a nice word to say, actually.

JAKE (hesitantly): Sphygmomanometer.

ANNIKA: Don't you think?

JAKE: It's a mouthful.

It's from a Greek word meaning "pulse" and a French one meaning... (with French accent): ...uh, "pressure meter."

Do you have to wear it all the time?

No, it's just a check-up.

I've been doing it at home, but... (sighs) You've had your dad with you.

Puts it through the roof.

Thought I'd get a couple of low readings in a normal environment.

(chuckling): What, Marine Homicide is a normal environment?

Might just quickly see if a murder's come in.

Look, if Morgan's arranged this holiday, perhaps you should go.

Only 'cause it's where she's doing her work experience.

And let's not forget she's arranged it for my dad, too.

Yeah, what does that tell you?

Two days-- maybe you should just do half of it.

Mm.

I was looking forward to being a support act at your conference.

Well... Now, at least, you won't look like the case study.

And have fun-- it's possible.

So, the last time I went on holiday with my dad, he took me to see "King Lear."

I mean, it was a bold choice for a man not dissimilar to the main character, but he's never had much self-awareness.

Anyway, I was open to it, figured he was trying to connect.

And when he said we'd get a boat to see it, I thought he must be taking me to see a weird outdoor performance or something.

Turns out King Lear is the name of a gas field in the North Sea.

(monitor starts beeping) Wasn't even lit up.

I mean, according to this, I should be dead.

(monitor beeping quickly) ♪ Throw a line ♪ ♪ Into the darkness ♪ ♪ Oh, we are shadows ♪ ♪ Blaze inside ♪ ♪ This light ♪ ♪ Will shine ♪ ♪ Unbroken tonight ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Shine ♪ ♪ ♪ (hammer pounding) Okay, notices for this week's guests: electric quadbike trail has been suspended because of damage to the charging posts, so, Andy, I'm putting you on the saunas.

Um, Saskia and Tito, deer park as usual, please.

And catering-- oh, yeah.

The new edible plates are holding up well... (drill whirring) ...but there have been some issues with the straws, which are made of paper, so can we try and stop people eating those?

Casper!

(drill stops) Can you give me two minutes?

The Walk in the Clouds... (drill whirring) ...is behind schedule, obviously.

So, instead, just push the abseiling.

And, finally, can we also welcome Morgan?

OTHERS (murmuring): Hi, Morgan.

Who's with us this week on work experience.

(others applauding) And is going to be shadowing me.

Her first job will be to assassinate the builder.

(drill whirring) Okay, that's it, everyone.

Stay kind to yourselves... OTHERS (murmuring): And the planet.

...and the planet.

It's a thing we do, Morgan.

Come on, follow me.

(drill whirring) (plane engine idling) ANNIKA: I'm just saying it takes the same amount of time by road.

No, you were saying I should let you drive my car.

Yes, you should.

And it's perverse to avoid that by arranging something that'll take longer.

Oh, well, you said it would take the same.

How does it even land?

Pontoons.

(sighs): That's a card game.

(chuckles): Did you pack some cards?

Yes, I did, to play pontoon, which is a form of blackjack, and not, you know, a made-up thing on a plane.

Have you seen "The Twilight Zone"?

No, because I wasn't born.

There is an episode, William Shatner sees a gremlin hanging from his plane.

Everyone thinks he's crazy, so they try to sedate him, but he steals a gun from a police officer (laughing): and tries to shoot it.

ANNIKA: Well, I don't have a gun.

So... And once the plane lands, they see the engine has been torn to pieces.

Shatner was right all along.

(laughs) Yeah, hi, Geoff, is it?

Sorry, what?

Annika.

No offense, this is a very nice seaplane.

Oh, thanks.

Been a family-run airline since the '80s.

Getting more history on this flight then I expected.

GEOFF: My dad passed it on to me, actually.

Lovely flier.

Good for him-- my dad, on the other hand, isn't as trusting, so... Well, even mine had an autopilot fitted.

Maybe give yours a break?

Do you want to get yourselves strapped in?

Sure, just... (taps shoulder) Do we get peanuts?

Hmm?

Never mind.

Well, I do trust you.

(sighs) I'll be having a sleep, so you better look out for gremlins.

It's a big responsibility.

(chuckles) Okay, everyone.

(blood pressure monitor beeping) Prepare for takeoff.

(beeping quickens) (beeping stops) ♪ ♪ (seagulls cawing) HARPER: So, what am I looking at?

BLAIR: Well, that's its head, there's a foot, and that's its wee tummy.

Are you sure there's only one in there?

Don't say that.

I mean, you shouldn't listen to me.

I don't know how to read those things.

Um, what is that you've got there?

Just a public protection update.

Gary Nair's been released.

He's the guy who killed that family in a house fire.

Well, this is a fun conversation to walk into.

To be fair, it started quite fun.

Welcome to HQ, Harper.

Thank you.

It's got some great views.

(chuckles): Just make yourself at home.

And, and if you need anyth... Well, I was gonna say my door's always open, but I mainly hang around the car park looking for a new car.

Okay.

Thank you, ma'am.

Oh, hear that?

"Ma'am"-- where's that been?

You can have that desk.

What was that about?

I don't know.

You brought your houseplant?

(chuckles): Yeah.

Okay, so the entire contents of your house.

Nice.

(birds twittering) ANNIKA: Seriously, why are we doing this?

MAGNUS: I heard good things about the aqua boarding.

I don't mean this trip.

I mean, why are you in Scotland, generally?

Morgan called me.

Mmm, not to invite you over.

Is it so strange that I want to spend time with my granddaughter, and with you?

He added as an afterthought.

Well, we are here now, aren't we?

Maybe you can stop the... Don't say whining.

LOUISE: Okay, apologies, I was just checking if an upgrade was available.

Oh, great.

It isn't.

Well, that's okay.

We don't expect favors because we are Morgan's family.

(scratching loudly) Sorry, have you got a normal pen?

I can't seem to... That's just a feather.

Right.

Thanks.

CASPER: Got an appointment, Louise.

You'll have to keep the whatever-you-call-it closed for another day.

The Walk in the Clouds.

You should call it the Walk in the Rainclouds.

This is Scotland.

Thank you.

Casper's doing some fine-tuning on that attraction for us.

He should be finished.

So, keys?

Of course.

(keys jangling) The cabin that Morgan's arranged for you is very nice.

I've sent her down there to see you in.

As a matter of fact, the forecast for this week is... Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, sorry.

Um, cabin... singular.

(animal chittering) (door shuts) MORGAN: I thought you'd like it.

I do-- I do.

You know, I was just hoping that we'd get... (inhales deeply): ...one each.

Well, it gives you and Morfar a chance to catch up properly.

(quietly): I've caught up, okay?

And one of the things I've caught up about is, he won't say why he left Norway.

Recycled bathroom wear.

This used to be a grain sack.

I think he wants something.

Maybe he wants to see us?

You don't have to turn everything into an investigation.

(door opens) (door closes) MAGNUS: It's beautiful, Morgan.

The whole place is-- thank you.

My pleasure-- have a lovely stay.

I, at least, will do my best.

Seniors' stargazing at 10:00.

"Seniors"?

Have fun.

Don't embarrass me.

Wait... (door opens) Very professional, isn't she?

(door closes) You know you sound like you're proud.

Aren't you?

Course.

I was just checking you understood what it meant.

Okay, look, if we're gonna play happy families, then I need to know what's going on.

Seriously.

Can't we relax first?

Has Mum kicked you out?

Oh, of course she has.

What did you do to her?

I'm thinking of leaving her.

No, you're not.

I'm calling her.

Please don't.

I haven't decided yet.

I've come here to think and to talk it over with you first.

You want my advice?

Well, in the short term, I want you to put those bathrobes away.

It would be nice to keep the place tidy, yes?

♪ ♪ (clears throat) I'm going for a walk.

(footsteps retreating) ♪ ♪ ANNIKA (on phone): So, my dad wants to leave my mum.

Right, so that's why he's over.

Yeah, apparently he's been dwelling on it for months.

Seems quite level about it.

JAKE: What about you?

(exhales): I mean, it explains a lot, but now he wants me to talk him round, or not.

I don't know.

I mean, this is supposed to be your area.

Yeah, I might need to start with this cab driver, actually.

He's also presenting as a bit lost.

Right, so you made it, too?

JAKE: Mm-hmm.

The Norwegian countryside is beautiful.

Yeah, especially 'cause my dad's not running around in it.

(sighs) How come you're there and he's here?

It's completely the wrong way round.

I know.

Bring me back a drinking horn?

Pretty sure my ancestors needed one before going into battle.

Listen, if it all gets a bit much, just find a calming activity.

Build a rock cairn or something.

Annika?

Yeah.

Or something.

♪ ♪ (cellphone ringing) It's work.

(knocks) Do you want me to answer?

MICHAEL: That'd be great.

Hey, Annika, it's Astrid.

Oh, hi.

Sorry.

Uh, I, I was after Michael?

ASTRID: Yeah, um, he ate the dinner that Bess made for him in home ec today.

(Michael retching) Mm.

Well, you should never eat anything a child brings home from school.

Yeah, I know that.

Do you want me to relay anything?

(coughing) Um, yes.

I'm at Blane Park, but I found a body in the river.

She's found a body, Michael.

(weakly): Uh-huh.

ANNIKA: Can he make it up?

(retching) I wouldn't say immediately.

Victim's a real mess.

It sounds like quite a nasty one!

(coughing) Look, I've got Harper here and a pathologist.

I guess Michael can process any evidence remotely.

That's not all he's processing right now.

I bet.

Okay, thanks, Astrid.

No probs-- apart from that, how is your holiday?

(retching) Well, there's a corpse in the river, so I think the wild swimming might be off.

(coughing) Okay, all right-- bye for now.

♪ ♪ Hi-de-hi.

Michael not coming?

Uh, he was being a supportive dad, and it's put him in hospital.

What?

Well, maybe not hospital.

What have you got?

So, this is the victim: Casper McCray.

Local builder, 35, no PCs.

His body found by... Me.

You.

He was contracted to start working on an attraction at the resort.

I saw him when I was checking in.

He was going off to an appointment.

It could've been an excuse to leave early, but let's find out who he was meeting.

Next of kin.

His husband, Lance Wallace, interior designer, they live nearby.

No reports of any domestics.

The local police are breaking the news now.

I'll follow up in the morning.

How are you finding them, the local police?

You know, they're glad of the help.

They would've called us anyway.

It's lucky we're here.

Yeah, not everyone's gonna think that.

Okay, early assessment, cause of death is almost certainly a high-force impact, and his lower body is very damaged.

Major injuries consistent with a fall.

Wasn't he working on a treetop walk?

Yeah, but that, that's on the other side of the resort.

I guess he could've been dragged here, or, or driven.

River?

The river could've, could've brought him down.

It's pretty slow-moving, but we've had heavy rain, so it's possible.

What time did you see him?

Uh, about 4:30, but I won't have been the last.

We'll canvass the staff.

Oh, and the body has a mark on the left shoulder?

At a guess, I'd say it's a friction burn, but I'll have more when I get him back.

From his safety harness?

Check if it matches.

Okay, we'll leave you with him.

And, um, thanks... Remi.

Remi.

You got here quickly.

Well, Harper did.

(chuckles) I'm on a mini break.

(inhales): So, we need to see how far a body could've drifted in the timescale, and we need to find the crime scene, 'cause I don't think it's here.

Okay.

The, uh, resort has CCTV in the reception and the front gate.

I'll get them sent to Blair.

Great, and did you manage to arrange a... Yeah, I did, actually.

I took a desk, saw the boss, got a flat in Southside, just by Queen's Park.

Arrange a mobile incident room, I was gonna say.

Right, uh, yes.

It's, uh, arriving tomorrow morning.

Uh-huh.

The resort manager didn't seem very happy about it.

It's bad for business, I guess.

Yeah, I bet-- I'll talk to her.

And yeah, sorry.

Yes, Southside, decent area.

It's got some nice, um, uh... Actually, I don't know.

I never go out.

(bird crying) (yelps) You're late for pontoon.

I'm a trained officer-- I could've shot you.

Ah, but you don't have a gun.

Why aren't you in bed?

Hoping to have a aquavit with my daughter before the day ends.

Well, this needs to stay on for 24 hours.

Start it again tomorrow.

(pouring) (screws cap on) (places bottle down) (places monitor down) (sighs) Skål.

Skål.

(exhales) Remember the taste?

Caraway.

The herb that's meant to cure unfaithful husbands.

That's not what happened.

Is that all I'm getting?

I thought you wanted to talk about it.

Do you, though?

There are blue flashing lights all over the resort.

I mean, they, they kind of follow me around, to be honest.

You want to make a joke about it?

Well, someone in this family has to.

(sips) (places glass down, clears throat) So, do you wanna play this, then?

I'll be banker.

Maybe you should have actually been a banker.

Then at least we could have a holiday.

(speaking Norwegian) (door closes) (birds twittering) LANCE: Got the place for a song.

We were gonna knock through.

Can't see myself staying now.

I couldn't bear rattling around the place on my own.

So, are these all your designs?

I like to work with what's here.

I did our wedding concept, too.

We got married last month.

That's really tough-- I'm sorry.

Took me three years to talk him into it, and now he's... Can I see him?

He doesn't look how you remember him, Lance.

Is that his laptop?

Take it.

Take anything.

(picks up laptop) Is there anything else you remember about yesterday?

Did he seem worried?

We believe he had a meeting in the afternoon.

He didn't mention anything specific.

He found the resort job quite stressful.

Stressful how?

Well, the owner's very demanding.

Everything has to be made of bamboo or... Whatever.

(sighs) Maybe his meeting was in Glasgow.

Why?

What's there?

Well, his business, and his business partner.

She's a nightmare.

So, he was always very happy on the drive home.

Obviously not yesterday.

Your car's in the drive, though.

Oh, he's got a work car.

An S.U.V.

Bought it a week ago.

Right.

Then I, I'll need the registration for that, and the name of this business partner.

And I'll need any passwords you know.

It was going to be beautiful, don't you think?

Yeah.

Lovely.

(chuckles) You know there's a cooker inside?

Come the climate apocalypse, we're all gonna need to know this stuff.

Ah, is it imminent?

(chuckling): The apocalypse or breakfast?

I'm curious about both.

Breakfast, five minutes.

A bit longer for the other thing, but not much.

Well, we left you with a bit of clearing up to do.

Yeah, well, that's what happens when you drill big holes in the seabed for a living.

My company Luth only did the pipelines.

I was proud of what I did.

You're the one wearing their jacket.

This is just recycling.

(laughs) Let's take a selfie.

(chuckling): No, never.

No, please.

(chuckling): No, no.

Morfar?

Okay, okay, okay-- for you.

For you, darling.

(phone camera clicks) (both laugh) MAGNUS: Nothing says a relaxing holiday like a mobile homicide unit.

(chuckles) It's not Mum's fault.

Did she have to take it on?

It's a convenient excuse not to talk to me.

Hey!

Don't give up yet.

No?

I'd better go see what the plan is now there's been a, you know, murder.

MAGNUS: You tell them not to close down the saunas, hmm?

MORGAN: Well, as long as we've got our priorities straight.

(laughs) Not by the bunny trail, please!

Well, it's here or the deer park.

No.

(sighs) Uh, the victim was one of your contractors, remember.

I just hired him.

And I only did that 'cause everything needs to be locally sourced.

Listen, the thing about Morgan assassinating him was a joke.

It's pretty dark under the circumstances.

I was annoyed with him.

It was supposed to be an eco-conscious build, but he used the wrong wood, and he drove over the rewilding field.

Can we, can we move the bunny, please, Morgan?

Give the kids a fighting chance to see it.

LOUISE: Here.

So, did you see him after he was in reception yesterday?

No, no, I didn't-- did you, Morgan?

Well, no, I was with you all day.

He said he was going to an appointment.

Yeah, probably one of his other contracts.

See, that's the thing, he didn't prioritize us at all.

Was anyone signed in to see him?

I don't know.

(sighs): Okay... (exhaling softly) (clicks tongue): Yes, Dana Ashraf.

Works at the community center.

I know the job he has there is dragging on, too.

Uh, signed in yesterday at 4:48.

Thank you, yes, we'll, we'll follow that up.

Team meeting at 9:00, Morgan.

Oh, maybe think about an electric incident van?

Throwing it out there.

I hate her.

(sighs) I'm, I'm sorry this is happening.

It's fine.

Why don't you come and have dinner in the restaurant?

I've got the night off.

Oh, and my dad, you mean?

(cellphone rings) Mm, oh.

Harper.

HARPER (on phone): The victim's car is missing.

We didn't spot it, 'cause it's registered to a different company-- Coorie Solutions.

Victim ran it with his business partner, Nell Dwight.

ANNIKA: So what does Coorie Solutions do?

Well, Blair's onto it.

Now I'm getting his laptop to digital forensics.

Hang on.

(glass shattering) Yeah, you might need to come over.

(ball clattering) HARPER: Hey!

I said calm down!

I want her arrested!

He's the one you should be arresting!

(yelps) Ooh!

Okay, okay, we need to stop smashing things, or we'll arrest both of you.

(ball drops on table) Good.

Now, sit down.

(Annika exhales) Okay, then, let's try again.

You were his business partner?

Yes.

We find properties, buy them, and sell them to developers.

I read "Next of kin Lance Wallace" on a news website.

I didn't know he'd got bloody married!

LANCE: Well, you didn't know because we didn't want you gate-crashing the wedding.

'Cause you knew I'd sniff out that a gold digger had already got him.

Okay, I want her off my property.

Yes, and it is your property now, isn't it?

As well as half our assets now he's dead.

And that, that's the important thing here, is it?

It is if you killed him.

ANNIKA: Okay, okay.

I think we need to take their statements separately.

NELL: Good, 'cause the only person who's gained anything by this is a bargain basement Andy Warhol.

Right!

ANNIKA AND HARPER: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

(air pump hissing) OBAN: How's the mobile unit holding up?

BLAIR: Just waiting for them to log on.

(computer keys tapping) So, when are you gonna take your maternity leave?

Soon as my waters break.

What's that kid doing?

OBAN: Probably thinks a mobile unit's a ride.

Wouldn't be the first time it's happened.

Do you mind if I sit in?

ANNIKA: Oh, hi, Diane.

OBAN: Hi.

Is this gonna happen every time you go on holiday?

ANNIKA: Yeah, yeah, maybe we should give every murderer a heads up on my schedule.

So, the business partner, Nell, is outright accusing the victim's husband of killing him.

(chair drags) She's convinced he was just after money.

The, uh, company they had together, Coorie Solutions, was a partnership which basically dissolved when he died.

They didn't make a formal agreement, which would've protected it.

As a result, half the assets revert to the victim's husband.

And how's his alibi holding up?

Well, he said he was in all day, but he didn't see anyone.

It's the business partner who's in the clear.

She was in a spa in Glasgow.

Got about a dozen witnesses.

I don't know how lucrative the company will be for the husband.

It's being sued for fraud, and it's not the first time.

(computer chimes) Hey, Michael.

Sorry, did you hear all that?

MICHAEL: Yeah, ping me the address and I'll do some digging.

Well, only if you've, you know, stopped throwing up.

MICHAEL: Nearly-- Astrid thinks we should take a family holiday to Blane Park.

Yeah, yeah, maybe Bess could get some work experience in the kitchens.

MICHAEL: Oh, very funny.

HARPER: As for the body, SOCO have confirmed he wasn't killed where he was found.

And there's not a sign of a struggle at the treetop walk.

The river was flowing faster than usual, so we're scouring upstream a couple of miles.

Did they find his phone?

No, nor his S.U.V.

Resort footage shows it leaving at 5:30 p.m. BLAIR: Can't see the driver, though.

Digital forensics are doing a cloud extraction to get GPS data.

Just waiting for it.

ANNIKA: Yeah.

Um, is my, is my phone linked to the screen?

Yeah, it should be.

Okay, we've got this.

Uh, no.

Right, just bear with me.

(exhales) Hold on.

(clears throat): Yeah, that's my boat.

(Harper laughs) An octopus.

There we go.

Dana Ashraf, works for the Pelican Community Center.

Now, she signed in for a meeting with the victim.

Um, she's a client, and she's a pretty unhappy one.

Signed in at 4:48 and didn't sign out, so the timescale works.

Yeah.

Are you bouncing?

Yeah-- I'm on a ball.

BLAIR: Got the S.U.V.

's tracking, coming through now.

So, after it left, it drove to somewhere called Bonnar's Ridge.

MICHAEL (on computer): Sounds pretty high.

Yeah, and the river runs right under it.

HARPER: And it's still there.

The signal hasn't moved since last night.

Okay, then, we're gonna take a look.

What did your daughter cook?

Fishcakes.

(Michael groans, computer chimes) Wow, just the word.

Really?

Quickest way.

I mean, I've never...

Hold tight and lean into the turns.

♪ ♪ (Annika screaming in Norwegian) HARPER: Are you swearing in Norwegian?

ANNIKA: Yes!

(screaming in Norwegian) ANNIKA: Is it over?

HARPER (chuckling): Yep.

ANNIKA: Good, good, good, good, good.

It's pretty remote, but I guess the GPS might be a bit vague.

Yeah.

Okay, I don't wanna go overboard on the police jargon, but you look over there.

Mm-hmm.

I'll look over here.

(blood pressure monitor beeping) (sirens blaring in distance) MICHAEL: So, you buy properties... From willing sellers.

Plenty of other firms out there do the same.

Well, they weren't all that willing.

Some of them sued you.

Now your partner's been killed.

By his husband-- you should be looking into that.

Oh, we did.

A neighbor came round to complain about his music, twice.

He didn't answer, but she saw him through the window.

He was there all evening.

So, what exactly was your partner's role in this business?

It's not a business anymore.

I'm guessing that he visited properties, tapped the walls, used his building credentials to put pressure on, and you got it for a knockdown price.

He gave a fair assessment.

Some of those places were falling apart.

Sounds to me like they thought they'd been ripped off.

Well, that's a matter of opinion.

All the civil cases failed.

Oh, I'm sure that didn't stop them feeling it was all a bit dishonest.

Oh, and who isn't from time to time?

You think lawyers aren't?

Police?

Okay, I'm gonna need a list of everyone you sold to, plus those people who sued you.

And I'm gonna need to know where the toilets are.

♪ ♪ Hm.

It was hard for King Lear to admit that he'd made a terrible mistake giving away the keys to his kingdom.

(sniffles, exhales) And he ends up on a barren heath, raging at the storm about it.

A fool, who's tagged along with him, tries to point out that such misery was always gonna happen, 'cause the world always lets you down.

But it's a tricky sell to a king, so he wraps it up in a metaphor about rain, or something.

Found it!

ANNIKA: I guess a less subtle fool might've been tempted to just push him over the cliff.

(camera shutter clicking) HARPER: The friction mark was on his left shoulder.

ANNIKA: Hm.

So he was the passenger.

Does the state of his body match being in a car that's gone over the edge?

(siren blaring in distance) If he went through the windscreen, maybe.

So, I found this.

(siren stops) Is that a vulture?

No, that's a... No, it's a pelican.

Wanna pay a visit to the community center?

Yeah.

I'm not just angling for another ride.

Yeah, course you're not.

(Annika cheering, laughing wildly) HARPER: Dana Ashraf?

DANA: Let's leave it there for CPR.

Take five, we'll do, um, hemorrhaging after.

Do you want to put those away?

This is supposed to be a place where young people don't feel like they're in trouble.

ANNIKA: Mm-hmm-- what about their community leader?

(clears throat) What... What do you want?

We're investigating the murder of Casper McCray.

Well, I didn't realize he... (stammers): When?

Yesterday evening.

That's terrible.

But it's nothing to do with me.

But you hired him to fix this place up, though, right?

Sure, we fundraised, we paid him a deposit, but he kept putting it off, so we cancelled the job.

HARPER: And that was that?

It was annoying, but it happens.

So, why did you sign in to Blane Park on the day he died?

He, he was withholding the deposit.

We needed it back, so yes, I went to see him.

And did you do anything else with him?

(stammering): I just came on spec.

I tried talking to him, he walked off, said he had an appointment.

Hm.

It's just we found a keyring to this place, right next to where his car went over the edge.

Help us out with that, will you, Dana?

Patrick, Emily, I, I've put some snacks in the kitchen.

Do you wanna take the others through?

He bought that damn car with the money.

Our money.

And then I find out yesterday he's bought this place, too.

Went to the council, took it off their hands for a steal.

We'll be out in two months, it'll be flats in six.

Hm.

So you saw red, knocked him out, drove him out to Bonnar's Ridge.

Just the car, okay?

He'd left the keys in the wheel arch.

He was long gone when I took it.

The forensics will tell us if that's true.

Good, 'cause they will.

Look, I just wanted him to know what it was like to lose something, that's all.

It's a bit extreme, isn't it?

Well, it's a bit extreme to steal our community hall from us.

So, if his meeting wasn't with you, who was it with?

MORGAN: You can eat the plate, as well.

Hm.

(taps plate) Yeah, I'm not sure I can eat what's on the plate.

Let me call Morfar again.

Maybe that aqua boarding took it out of him.

I know what you're doing with all this, and it, it's very sweet.

(phone ringing out) But we're not gonna fix a lifetime of our stuff with mollusks.

(phone ringing out) Have a bit of faith, will you?

Ah, excellent.

We didn't have these yesterday.

(chuckles) Not the biggest of our problems, of course.

No, that'd be me, Louise, I'm guessing.

(quietly): Are you anywhere nearer to solving it?

The reporters are asking my guests what it's like to have a holiday in a crime scene.

Mm-hmm.

He's not answering.

Well, he's, he's having one or two personal issues.

Like what?

You've got enough to deal with.

I might just get a search going.

It'd be good to know where he is, given there's a... Murderer at the resort-- Mum!

LOUISE: Detective!

It's your father.

Uh-huh.

(Magnus singing) ANNIKA: Think they've already been fed, Dad.

Come on, come on.

(groans) Have you been talking to Mum?

(breathlessly): Yeah.

(straining): You know, this is more difficult than I thought.

Okay, okay.

Just maybe leave the deer out of it.

Yeah.

LOUISE: Vomiting in a deer park is a first.

Get a cleaning team in, Morgan.

There's a stag drawing group coming in first thing.

I'll clean it.

No, no, no.

I'm so sorry.

No, it's not your fault!

No, it should be me.

LOUISE: Come, I'll show you where the cleaning stuff is.

I mean, we don't use chemical cleaners, which is something I'm starting to regret.

ANNIKA: So, what happened on the call that you had to drink so much?

Oh, you know, there's a lot of history to get through.

(yelps) Whoa!

Sorry, is this, is this a bad time?

ANNIKA: No, no, no, no, no, it's fine, you know?

Just carry on!

Uh, okay, um... Forensics have got back to us about the S.U.V.

Right, great.

There's no evidence anyone was in it when it went over the ridge, so... Uh-huh.

The community worker must've been telling the truth.

Right, so the, um, the victim, he never left the resort?

Yep, forensics found this in the glovebox.

Right, mm-hmm.

"5:30 p.m." written on the back.

Mm-hmm.

His appointment could've been another property viewing.

(straining): Right, let's find that, and we'll meet in the morning.

Okay.

I've gotta get this one home.

Do you want me to zip him back to Glasgow on the bike?

Yes!

No.

♪ ♪ Lucky you didn't eat the oysters.

Turns out they were a day old.

Hm.

Maybe Michael should have a holiday here.

He'd feel at home.

Louise is getting a new oyster guy, but the missed delivery was 'cause the seaplane didn't pick them up.

Should've sacked the pilot.

(door opens, footsteps approaching) MAGNUS: Taxi's arriving.

Excellent holiday.

Very relaxing.

Wow, it's like nothing happened.

(breath hisses out) See you later.

So, are you gonna tell me what last night...

I feel humiliated.

Please let me deal with this on my own.

(footsteps retreating) Don't even ask-- it's not an ice cream van.

♪ ♪ As a result of some bad legacy choices, there are ten deaths in "King Lear."

There's a poisoning, a cardiac arrest, a suicide, a duel, a hanging, there's four slayings, and a broken heart.

And that last one is Lear himself.

And for that to happen, he had to have a heart in the first place.

But he also had a child who saw the hurt, and Cordelia was ready to do anything to help her father.

Even if the damage had already been done.

ANNIKA: Pilot Geoff McInver.

His seaplane missed an oyster run at the time of the murder, 'cause he was out on another run.

HARPER: So, from staff canvassing, the victim was last seen heading to the far south of the resort.

Which is where the seaplane dock is.

And the house photo?

Uh, it's, uh, Dunlevie House.

It's the house the victim was due to visit at 5:30 p.m.

It's the next loch up.

HARPER: If he was off to view it, then it's too far for him to get there for 5:30.

He'd have had to go by air.

The plane would give us the fall from height.

And the seatbelt burn on the victim.

I kept mine pretty tight.

So, did you get a list of all past properties bought by the victim's company?

Yep.

There's a Rod McInver, same surname as the pilot.

He sold his place six months ago for half the market value.

(computer keys tapping) There's an online obituary.

He died recently.

(quietly): Thank you.

R.A.F.

veteran.

The pilot's dad.

Flying's in the family.

His house is the one the victim lived in with his husband.

Mm-- remember these?

MICHAEL: Wow.

Insult to injury.

BLAIR: How do you push someone out of a plane when you're flying it?

He's got an autopilot.

Where is it now?

♪ ♪ (siren blaring) (talking indistinctly) (siren blaring) (siren stops) (plane engine starting) He's setting off again.

♪ ♪ Any ideas?

Ever play chicken?

Mm... ANNIKA: Sure, but not, you know, with a plane!

♪ ♪ Oh, boy.

♪ ♪ Whoa!

(plane engine stops) (seagulls squawking) Jeez, guys!

(laughs shrilly) Oh...

Okay.

(laughs wildly) (chuckles) GEOFF: That builder cheated my father out of his home and his money.

Dad started putting on his old uniform again.

It hung off him, though, 'cause he'd got so thin, but he did it 'cause he wanted to walk past his old house, trying to shame that builder for what he'd done.

(handcuffs tightening) He was, he was trying to get some pride back.

They just thought he was some old man wandering around.

He went up the front drive.

They just shouted at him to keep off the property.

I had to help him home.

He never went out again.

It killed him.

That builder killed him.

That needed paying for.

So, you offered to show the builder a property from the air.

Yes.

Because he'd forgotten me, too.

He wouldn't even have boarded the seaplane if he'd had any sense of what he'd done, or even recognized my name.

Okay, come on.

So, that was his chance to save himself?

And he didn't take it.

You'd have done the same.

HARPER: Felt the same, not done the same.

(engine starts) Turns out there really was a gremlin on the plane.

JAKE (on phone): I mean, I'm not condoning it, but he should have thrown him out over the ocean.

Yeah, I think that was the plan, but the victim caught on.

And what about the other tragedy?

(car approaching) Yeah, I'm downgrading it to a plain old family drama.

Safe trip back.

(car door shuts) Thanks for coming to get me.

It's my job.

Hey, I'm just popping out, kids are upstairs.

How're you feeling?

I think it's working its way out.

That's what happens when your firstborn tries to kill you.

(laughs) She's not my first.

(laughing): What are you talking about?

What, 'cause you're in the police, or because of your personality?

No, I mean, she's not my firstborn.

♪ ♪ Morgan is.

♪ ♪ How long have you known?

Not long.

So not for 16 years?

No.

Morgan doesn't even know yet.

Okay.

I'm sorry, this is a new thing for us.

I didn't know how to tell you.

So what's gonna change?

♪ ♪ I hear you did very well.

Watch the pride there, Dad.

I've always been proud-- always.

And I'm sorry I didn't say that earlier.

This is the other reason that I came over.

Oh.

Better?

Probably all the cairn building I did.

(chuckles) I'll make it up to Morgan.

I'll get her something.

(chuckles) And you, too.

Can I have this car?

(laughing) Oh, my... (click) ♪ ♪ ANNIKA: Prometheus was asked to form mankind.

It was a bit messy, but then, so are we.

MICHAEL: Morgan?

You okay?

HARPER: The boat was owned by a retired D.I.

She was one of us.

Guess she was protecting me.

Maybe she always was.

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