(upbeat music) (animal howling)
(engine humming) (dramatic music)
(footsteps crunching)
(gate squeaks)
(cheetah growls)
(fence rattles)
(suspenseful music)
(cheetah growling)
- Reg, hey, Reg!
Mail for the cheetah crew.
- Thank you.
- Is Glen here?
- Do you see me in there? How should I know?
- Gee, you can be a touchy bastard sometimes.
- Me? Yeah.
(both laughing)
- I'm just wondering if you'd spoken to him, that's all.
(dramatic music)
Shit, oh, shit! (cheetah growls)
(mysterious music)
(engine hums) (upbeat music)
(door rolls)
(ramp squeaks)
(machine clatters)
(door slams)
- Large animals roaming about.
- Mm. - Why is it
we never come here?
- Yeah. - Vervet monkeys and rhinos.
Do you know the hippo breaks wind
through its mouth?
So you should never invite one over for dinner.
- See, I'll take note of that.
- Yeah, yeah.
- [Peter] And I'll just ask you
a few more questions, excuse me.
- Peter, hi, thanks for the recommendation again.
- [Charlie] Yes, a very thoughtful birthday present.
Thank you, Peter.
- Oh, is it your birthday?
- No, no, no, no, no, no. - It's tomorrow.
It's Charlie's birthday tomorrow.
- But don't tell anybody 'cause I want it to be a surprise.
- What's going on? Are they taking Nakatindi?
Because they can't do that. She belongs here.
- Don't worry, nobody's taking your cheetah.
- Then who are they?
- Oh, they're the cleaners.
- Hello. - Hi.
- [Nicola] Was it an animal attack?
- No, and it wasn't a suicide.
Unless he hit himself in the back of his own head.
- With a shovel.
- How did you know that?
- The shovel you took as evidence.
He you said he. He who?
- One of the cheetah keepers.
- He's Glen. He was my best, my star big cat keeper.
- Yeah, this is Larry, the head keeper here at Maabade.
- I'm so sorry. This must be terrible.
- Yeah, it's a disaster. It's disastrous.
- An intra-cranial bleed
brought on by the shovel blow to the head, yeah?
That's nasty. Nakatindi is your cheetah?
- Yeah, Glen was going to accompany her to Zambia
for a breeding program.
He'd got a very prestigious scholarship.
You just don't expect someone to be.
- Larry, we're going to put this area right.
- We're losing money
every second that the zoo's closed, you know?
Gotta pay this cleaning bill.
I could get a hose.
I could just clean this whole mess
and wash it down the drain.
- I know it seems expensive,
but our processes will remove every contaminant.
- And you'll avoid a fine from Environmental Protection.
- We've explained that.
Larry, just a few more questions,
then you can open the park, mate, okay?
(upbeat music)
(liquid sprays)
(vacuum hums)
(hose sprays)
(vacuum sucks)
- Giraffes, on the other hand,
only sleep five minutes a day.
- Charlie. - Imagine what they
could accomplish if they put their minds to it.
- Charlie, look at that.
That's out of place in a cheetah cage.
- Agreed, maybe it was carried
on the flow of blood.
- Yeah, we'd better bag it for Peter.
- Yeah, he'd like that.
(dramatic music) (animals calling)
- Someone killed him.
He's sitting in here with his cheetah,
looking forward to his trip to Zambia,
and someone came up behind him
and someone killed him.
(gorilla grunting)
- [Charlie] No, I reckon this guy's a non-payer.
That's why we should give him the invoice in person.
- Hello, oh, no, Charlie,
he's gonna pay.
He won't be able to help himself.
Look at this office.
Every I dotted and every T crossed.
- Hello.
- [Nicola] What's that?
- Ooh, look at these.
Oh, wow, beautiful.
Someone's got a very keen eye.
- Ooh, Charlie. - Mm-hmm.
- Tours, Charlie. - Mm.
(Nicola purrs)
(Charlie growls)
- I had no idea how much you loved zoos.
- Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, ever since I was a little boy.
Big fan of Daktari, which, as you know,
is Swahili for doctor.
- I remember Daktari.
There was Clarence the cross-eyed lion.
- Yeah, with the glasses
to correct his vision. - Yeah.
- And there was Judy.
I used to have this great book,
a book of the series,
and it was really interesting
'cause it had a tiger on the front
and a lion on the back, which was really odd
because they don't inhabit the same continent.
Yet, they were on the same book.
- Kooky. - It doesn't make any sense.
- No.
- Well, looks like you're my only guests.
G'day, I'm Lorcan. - Lorcan.
- I'll be your tour guide for today.
- How are you? - Hello.
- Just a few things before we get started.
Please refrain from littering and just keep your limbs
in at all times. - Sure.
- We should be good. Absolutely.
(hand thuds) (upbeat music)
- Tigers, though, completely different kettle of fish.
They have a, uh, pulse sensor
in their canine teeth.
- Well, that I did not know.
- Yeah, that's why they keep grabbing your neck,
see if you're still alive.
- You know a lot more than the average visitor.
You a zoologist?
- Well, I'm half a zoologist. I did two semesters.
- We're cleaners, trauma cleaners.
- Yeah.
- Oh, you were here about Glen.
- Yeah. - Shocking.
I was there, you know. We, we found him.
- Must have been awful.
Larry said he was the star keeper.
- That he was.
About the only good thing you could say about him.
- I'm sure his wife or his girlfriend-
- Marie? Oh, they split up a week ago.
- Right, does she work at the zoo as well?
- Yeah, she's a hippo keeper.
- Oh, hippos, do you know it's very interesting
about hippos, they break wind through their mouths.
- Why was that, do you think?
Someone else in the picture, or?
- Not that I've heard.
I know Stephan wouldn't mind a try,
but he's stuck in the whole friend zone, the poor bastard.
- [Nicola] Stephan?
- Yeah, the other hippo keeper.
Glen was pretty bitter about the whole thing, hey!
(hand thuds)
(dramatic music)
Oh!
(Nicola and Peter chatter) Bloody tourists!
(hand thuds)
They'll throw anything off the tour bus.
Now, what if an animal swallowed this plastic
or the cigarettes inside?
- Yeah, well, nicotine addiction's a terrible thing.
It's the last thing an elephant needs.
- What's that over there?
- That's our sleepover safari experience.
It's one of our main attractions. It's fantastic.
(curious music) (elephant trumpets)
- [Reg] It wasn't me.
- [Peter] We just need to ask you a few questions.
- You are out of your mind.
You people, you are out of your mind!
- He doesn't seem happy.
- You wouldn't be happy either
if you'd left a bloodstained shirt in your locker
which matches the victim's blood group.
- Glen, can we say Glen, not the victim?
- Ah, Reg had Glen's blood on his shirt,
and every reason in the world to want Glen dead.
You see, Reg- - Reg is from Zambia
and he wanted to go back home with the cheetah.
Oh, sorry, Peter. You wanted to tell us that, didn't you?
As you were.
- Glen was headed to Zambia with the cheetah.
Reg thought the job was rightfully his.
- [Charlie] Yeah.
- We're taking him in for questioning.
I reckon we've got our guy.
(dramatic music)
- Hmm. - I don't think-
- Reg. - It's never the first guy
you think it is.
- That's true. That's the first guy we think it is?
- No, it can't be him.
- Not today, Stephan, please.
Three staff, I'm three staff down
and Marie thinks that this is the time
to visit her grandmother?
- I know. I'm sorry.
- I'm gonna call her.
Ah, she said she'll be out of range.
- This is not the time to be playing
Little Red Riding Hood. (knuckles rapping)
Yes? - Hi.
Ah, this is just our invoice.
- Are you all right? - Migraine.
- Oh. - Of course,
I can't find my tablets.
(dramatic music)
- This could be the back of a tablet blister.
- Could be. - Larry's migraine tablets.
He could have taken one in the cheetah bay waiting for Glen.
- Though he did genuinely seem not to know where his tablets were.
- Adrenaline, you might forget if you'd just killed someone.
- Yeah, but could Larry, being such an obsesso,
leave a dead, bleeding, messy body on the ground like that?
(curious music)
Hm, he's leaving early. Wonder if his boss knows.
- Charlie.
- I know what you're gonna say.
- We have to follow him. - I was right.
(engine roars)
- What do you see?
- Heritage colors, birds of paradise, kinda girlie.
- Not his house?
- No, but he has been here before.
(curious music)
- It's Marie's house, Glen's disappearing ex.
We have to go in there.
- Well, he just might be watering the plants
while she's away.
- Oh, come on, he left work
to water her plants?
(door slams)
Okay, house inspection.
- Absolutely not. - Yours.
- No, no, no, no. - Mine.
- No, no, no, no, no.
(mysterious upbeat music)
- Shamone! - Oh!
Dirty dishes in the sink.
- Yes, hey, what are you doing?
- What?
- This could be a crime scene.
In fact, it is a crime scene,
we're breaking and entering. - Yeah, but it's us so it's okay.
- Oh, good, I'll mention that to the judge.
She certainly likes hippos.
- Mm, what was Stephan doing here?
He supposedly knew that Marie was away at her grandmother's,
but he knocked at the door
like he thought she might be home.
(Charlie hums)
Okay, missing shampoo, conditioner.
- Mm-hm. - Mm-hm.
(dramatic music)
Missing toiletries, well, she packed before she went
to her grandmother's.
- Yeah, but she's taken her toner and her moisturizer
and she's left behind her cleanser.
What woman leaves without taking her cleanser?
- Right.
- Contraceptives. - Once a day, every day.
Why would she leave these behind?
- Well, she's going to her grandmother's.
She's not bringing a guy back to her grandmother's,
it'd be unseemly and rude,
and chenille bedspread and motifed cushions
and ceramic clown with a cactus and.
All right, well, okay, no, she packed in a hurry.
- On the same night that Glen,
her ex-boyfriend, was murdered.
- Yeah. - No.
There's something else going on here,
Charlie, something awful.
(eerie music)
(dramatic music) (dogs barks)
- Migraine tablets? - Mm-hm.
Larry's, bet you any money.
You know, I'd be quite happy to come into the station.
- I like to get out of the office.
- You don't want anyone to think that you're getting help from us.
- I pretend I have a social life.
- Charlie and I followed hippo keeper Stephan
to hippo keeper Marie's house.
- Hippo keeper Marie's house?
- [Nicola] Yeah, Glen's ex-girlfriend.
- Which you found out.
- From Lorcan, the tour guide.
But the point is, Glen didn't take the breakup well,
and Marie had left in a hurry.
I mean, her things were packed like-
- [Peter] Like what?
- Well, you know, like a man would pack for a woman.
- No, Nic, the shirt we found in Reg's locker
had Glen's blood on it.
- Don't you think it's too coincidental
that Glen's ex disappears without telling anyone
except for one guy? (door thuds)
And even he had to knock on the door, seriously.
- Hello, Peter, how are you? - Hi, Jess.
- Nice to see you. - Charlie.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, would you like
to stay for dinner? - We should all have dinner.
- I don't think I bought enough but we could probably
thaw some sausages. - I'll show you properly.
- No, no, thank you, thank you.
Ah, I'll check it out. - Okay.
- And do I need to know how you got into the house?
(curious music)
- We had a key.
- Do you know left-handed scissors
were banned in 16th-century Salem?
- Too witchy?
- Apparently. - Hmm.
- Want to shoot some hoops?
- Oh, sorry, sweetie, we just have to finish this.
- What are you doing?
- A little bit of art, little bit of craft.
- Is this about the murder?
- Maybe.
- And that's the guy who died, yeah?
- Yes, I'm afraid so. That's Glen.
And this is the missing lady, Marie,
whose house we broke into.
- I thought you told Peter you had a key?
- Well, we, we had a key when we opened the door.
- Um, but you didn't have permission to use said key.
- She's onto us.
- She's good.
- Well, so who do you reckon did it?
- Well, who do YOU reckon did it?
- Him.
- Oh, Lorcan, tour guide, interesting.
- Why? - He's too smiley.
You can tell he's trying to hide something.
Although this guy looks like a total psycho.
- Ah, Larry, fastidious zoo keeper.
- Mm, you're right.
He does look like a total psycho.
- Hmm. - But this is the guy
they arrested, Reg.
You know why?
'Cause they found the victim's bloodied shirt
concealed in his locker.
- Oh, there's no way he did it. He's got kind eyes.
- No, no, no, no, Jess.
You can't tell by just looking at someone.
You know, charm is the most lethal arrow
in a murderer's quiver.
- Oh, that's good.
- Oh, thank you, it's going in the novel.
- Well, it should.
= So what are you saying, I should avoid charming men?
- Yes, we are. - Absolutely.
- Yeah, yeah. - Great.
- Mind you, people who look like murderers
are often not murderers.
- You shouldn't go out with anyone who looks like a murderer either.
- No, absolutely not. - Just to be on the safe side.
- Well, then it was him.
- Ah, Stephan, in love with missing Marie.
- Why?
- 'Cause he's too normal-looking.
- (laughs) Jessica, dear, sweet, innocent Jessica.
You know, there's no such thing as normal.
Normal is just the average between all the weird people
in the world and all the boring people in the world.
Normal people don't actually exist.
- Yeah, not in this house.
- Hmm, okay, what say I go and put the hoop up
and we, uh, we shoot a few outside Js?
See you there, hon. - Righto.
- Oh, and not too late, Jess,
'cause we've got a very big day tomorrow.
(birds calling) (gentle music)
(Charlie moans)
Happy birthday to me.
- Remember Larry had lost his migraine tablets?
What if it was Glen who took one?
- Hello. - What if Glen got hit
on the head, passed out,
then later on he came to?
And he mightn't have known
who hit him but his head hurt,
so he took a tablet.
- It's my birthdate.
- He didn't go for help, he went for painkillers.
It's not the action of a man
who thinks he's gonna die.
- It's today.
- Well, maybe Marie was involved somehow.
You know, maybe they argued,
she hit him then she took off.
- You're forgetting, though,
that somebody else packed for Marie. - Well, maybe.
- Yes, exactly. - Mm.
- Surprise.
- Hello, what's all this?
- It's a present. It's your birthday.
- Oh!
- Happy birthday. - Really, thank you.
And really, I'd completely forgotten.
- Happy birthday, Uncle Chuckles.
- Yeah, that's never going to catch on.
What have we got here? Oh, wow.
- This is from her.
- Well, it's from us.
- Three tickets for the Maabade Overnight Safari.
(Jess sighs)
- Thank you. - Ooh, Jess, this.
- And a card.
- Three tickets?
- Yeah, one for each of us.
- Oh, right.
- Well, you texted saying, "Get us tickets."
Why, did I do something wrong? - No, no, that's good, thank you.
- So what's next, birthday breakfast?
- Um, birthday brunch?
(hippo grunting)
Wow, he's a beauty.
- He's a she. And she's pregnant.
- Do you look after all these guys yourself?
- There's usually another keeper.
- Oh, uh, is it Marie?
- Yeah.
- She's the one who was going out with the man who died.
I'm one of the cleaners from yesterday.
- Right, she wasn't going out with Glen.
- Oh. - They'd broken up.
- Why?
- How should I know?
He was always at her to quit smoking,
but somehow I doubt that was the reason.
- Well, it must be a relief, though,
that she's not here.
- Why?
- Well, just if her ex-boyfriend was killed,
can you imagine Marie being around for that?
And where's Marie?
- At her grandmother's.
That's where she said she was going. - Oh, so you spoke to her?
- She phoned me.
- You okay?
- [Stephan] Yeah.
- It's just, they've got the guy, haven't they, Reg?
I heard they found Glen's blood on Reg's shirt.
Must be awful to think that you were working with someone
who could do that.
- I don't know.
(dramatic music)
Look, I don't know where Marie is.
I said I did, but I don't.
I think she's done a runner.
- There's something else, isn't there?
- I know how Glen's blood got on Reg's shirt.
I saw the whole thing.
Glen was giving Reg shit about a scholarship in Africa.
Reg punched him in the face and his nose bled.
Now, that was days ago.
- And now Marie's missing.
(footsteps tapping)
(mellow music)
- [Charlie] Nice one, how was your talk
with hippo boy?
- Oh, I was doing the good cop routine,
but you weren't there to play bad cop.
- Well, I am Simon to your Garfunkel.
- Yeah, I couldn't tell if he was telling the truth
or if he was a really good liar.
And both options scare me.
- Does this allay your fears, my dear?
(phone rings)
- Okay, if you're dressing up then so am I.
Peter. - I'm at the airport.
I'm not sure how you did it, but you did it again.
Your little chat with Stephan?
He confessed he made up Marie's alibi.
- Really? Well, not wearing a uniform has its advantages.
- No matter how you're dressed,
people'll drop their guard for you.
- You'll get all the credit when it comes together.
Ah, it's a win-win.
Just leave me a clean chain of evidence.
- Of course, we always do.
What are you doing at the airport?
- Oh, new life, new country.
- Oh, we found Marie's car. It's been abandoned.
- Really, does that mean you're releasing Reg?
- Yeah, well, you know, pending further investigation.
- Okay, thanks, bye.
- Too much?
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
- Your husband's costume is very interesting.
- Oh, I know.
I tried to talk him out of it, but it's his birthday.
- The British colonial enterprise in Africa
may seem charming to him, but to an African.
- Oh, of course, I'm so sorry.
Birthday boy, I'm telling you this because I love you.
You're going to have to lose the hat.
- No, no, no, because if I had more time, I could do that.
Mind you, it's only a hunch.
- Hunch, what hunch?
- Stochastic analysis of animal herd movement.
In a limited space like this enclosure,
animals follow certain trajectories and patterns form
as to where an animal might go from, say, here to here.
Now, those trajectories are depending on any number
of variables, like...
- Long story short, sweetie.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry, darling.
You see that path down there where the animals
would normally go from the waterhole to the field?
- But they're avoiding it, why?
(upbeat music) (people chattering)
- [Woman] Yeah!
- [woman] Fantastic, guys, fantastic!
- [Man] Start a bit closer.
- [Woman] All right, next part.
- Cover for us.
Yeah, we're just.
- [Man] And one, and two, and three,
and four, and slide.
- Don't feel like dancing?
- Oh, you don't have to take pity on me.
- Where have your friends gone?
- Oh, they wanted some romantic time, so.
(dramatic music)
- Charlie? - Hmm?
- [Nicola] I'm not sure this is such a great idea.
There are tusks and horns on the loose here.
- Well, they're attached to animals, so don't worry.
We'll hear the thunder of hooves first, ooh.
- Charlie? - Nic, look.
- Boot print. - Oh.
Drag marks. - Mm-hm.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh, no.
- Nic, wait.
- No!
Someone's buried here.
(people chattering)
- Okay, everyone, back to Safari Lodge, please, come on.
- This way, come.
- [Office] We need some more tape over there.
I think we're gonna need a little bit more.
- Peter?
- She's been strangled.
- [Nicola] Oh, poor Marie.
- We'll need to rethink the whole case.
It's a double homicide now.
- You know, burying Marie here was desperate.
It was spur of the moment. - Mm.
- Okay, assuming it was a crime of passion,
that points to Stephan, right?
- Why bury one body and not the other one?
And then, what did he do,
he went to Marie's house,
packed up her things, dumped her car,
then why go back the next day?
- Or maybe Stephan was covering his tracks.
- We're gonna need to pull him in.
- (sighs) What's going on?
- It's Marie.
- Oh, no, not Marie.
- I want to go home now.
- Yeah.
(birds chirping)
Okay, okay, okay.
All right, okay, possibilities, all right?
Okay, I'm the killer, all right?
I whack Glen with the shovel.
Marie walks in.
Walk in, Marie. - No, I know.
- All right, all right, the jig's up.
Desperate, I strangle Marie.
I'm strangling you.
- Yeah, I'm being strangled.
- Yeah, lifeless, she falls to the floor.
- I'm not doing it. - Oh.
- All right, well, I grab the shovel and I bury Marie.
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, everybody with me so far?
- That's good, okay, alternative scenario.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- What if Marie is the primary kill?
So the killer strangles Marie-
- Sure, all right. - Gets surprised by Glen.
The killer bashes Glen over the head with a shovel.
- Ooh, hey, I'm Marie.
- Oh, sorry, yeah, that's right.
- It makes sense to bury Marie first
because she's lighter than Glen,
easier to transport to the paddock, quicker to bury.
I just can't figure out why the killer
would only bury Marie.
- To frame her, to make it look as though she killed Glen?
- Are you done with me?
- Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah.
- Ah, all right, all right, all right.
I'm Stephan, okay? - Mm-hm.
- I hate Glen, I hate him with his talent
and his scholarship to Africa
and the fact that Marie loves him and not me.
But Marie? - Marie, all right.
Well, they've been working a long time together.
Maybe he was attracted to her,
maybe he put his hand on her knee
and she rejected him.
- Hmm, mm, just not quite buying it.
- No, no, no, no, we've missed something, haven't we?
We're missing something.
Must get that something.
(upbeat music)
- Reg. Hi.
- Hello, Nicola, helmet head.
- Hi, Reg.
- We need a followup from the clean.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- A crime scene scan.
- Probe, for residual bacterioids.
- A scan probe?
- Mm, quick swish, won't take a second.
(dramatic music)
(device beeps)
- Is that a scan or a probe?
- Oh, it's a dual purpose.
Hey, now, Nakatindi was a pretty big deal
in the Zambian independence movement, yes?
- Yes. - Yeah. Yeah.
Hey, Reg, let me ask you this,
was there a wheelie bin or a wheelbarrow here?
- No. - No, really?
I was sure there was.
- That's the bin.
- Yes, it is.
Yeah, that's the bin, yeah.
- So what was that about the bins before?
- Well, there was nothing in there that could've been used
to take her body out to the range.
- What do you make of that?
- I don't know. Don't know yet.
- [Lorcan] What do I say if the tourists ask any questions?
- Tell them you don't know anything and get on with the tour.
- I've got enough going on
with the papers wanting public comments about the deaths.
(knuckles rapping)
- Hi.
- What now? Thanks, Lorcan. (sighs)
- Oh, I am so sorry to be putting
this on top of everything else,
but last night I think I lost my watch out on the paddock.
- It's an anniversary present. - An anniversary present.
It means so much to me and I just,
I wondered if we might be able to just pop out
and take a quick look.
I'm just, I'm lost without it, Charlie?
(curious music)
- Who took these?
- I did. Why?
- They're beautiful, these fences, though,
they've, um, they've been replaced
since these pictures were taken, yeah?
- Yeah, another problem solved at great expense.
- Problem?
- Missing animals, two years of publicity we didn't need.
A baby antelope, I think a dog took that.
A serval, meerkat.
They're worth a fortune.
Although that's not what worries me.
It's what happens to them out there
without someone who knows,
you all right, Lorcan?
- Yeah, I.
- So who took them?
- Who knows, thieves, drunks, teenagers on a dare.
We lost an African hunting dog once.
I found it on a farm.
And I had to pay for the chickens.
Oh, yeah, I'll get someone to look for your watch.
- Thanks. (throat clears)
(Larry sighs) (dramatic music)
Had to be someone strong to take her out there.
Maybe they planned to dig her up later
and take her somewhere else.
- Hang on a moment.
- Yes?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, it's a ridiculous idea.
No, stupid, sorry, no.
As you were.
But why bury just her?
- Shame, maybe the killer cared about Marie
and that's why they hid the crime from sight.
- Maybe.
- Someone that cared about Marie.
Just takes us back to Stephan.
Oh, Charlie, I just keep seeing her hand.
- We are going to figure this out.
I'm absolutely positive about that.
- Really?
- Let's work on it while we sleep.
(dramatic music)
Everything's going to be fine.
(eerie music)
(slot squeaks)
(liquid splattering)
(match lights)
(fire roars)
(detector deeps)
(Nicola groans)
It's just the battery.
- Make it stop. - Yeah, okay.
Make it stop.
(fire crackling)
Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic, Nic!
Nic, Nic, there's a fire.
There's a fire, come on, up.
- Jess! - Up, up.
- [Nicola] Jess, oh!
- Okay, evac protocol.
Everybody out through the laundry.
- [Nicola] No, no, Charlie,
there's stuff we've gotta get out first.
- What, what? - My, my laptop.
- Oh, no, no.
- It's got my novel on it. - No, no, no.
All right, where is it? - Um, study, study.
- [Charlie] Study, all right, okay, hurry, hurry!
- [Nicola] Well, it's the hard drive and data storage!
- Yeah, I know. What about online data storage?
You remember we talked about that?
- Yeah, no, I don't trust it. Call the fire brigade!
- Yeah, right, right. - Jess, Jess!
- Jess! - Jess!
(extinguisher hisses)
(people chattering)
- I heard on the wire. You guys all right?
- We're fine, thanks.
- [Peter] Angelo, mate, what happened?
- It's just the door, the hallway and some smoke damage
to the ceiling.
- Yeah, I know. It's just, you know, it's our home.
- What happened?
- This fire was deliberately lit.
- So someone's trying to hurt us?
Yeah, someone's trying to, no.
Look, if you've got something against me, fine, but don't come after my niece.
- No, I'm okay.
- So it had to be someone from the zoo.
- Could have followed us home.
- Reg, Lorcan, Larry, they all saw us there today.
- Well, any one of them
could've twigged we were sussing out the joint.
- Well, at least we know it wasn't Stephan
because he's in custody, right?
- Ah, he was.
We couldn't connect him to either death,
other than making up an alibi for Marie.
- Well, he has a reason to hurt us.
- We don't actually know anything about the murders.
- Look, don't stay here tonight.
Take a hotel, better yet, stay at my place.
You, too, Charlie.
- Great, I can come too. That's very generous of him.
- Look, it's nearly morning.
I just wanna sleep in my own bed, goodnight.
- Night. - Night, sweetie.
(gentle music)
(people chattering)
So I picked you up and I carried you to the grave.
- [Jess] Can we do less carrying?
- Nuh, uh, uh, uh, you're supposed to be dead, no talking.
- Everything okay?
- Hi, darling. - Hello.
- [Charlie] Jess is being Marie.
- Oh, okay, who are you being?
- I don't know yet.
- [Jess] Can I come down now?
- Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I?
(coins chinking)
That's it. That's it!
- Darling? - Mm?
- Call that guy I don't like,
ask him what was in Glen's pockets.
- Why?
- Ah, don't jinx it.
- Okay.
- Peter. - Nicola.
Is something else on fire?
- No, no, but Charlie wants to know
what was in Glen's pockets when his body was found.
- Why? No, no, don't tell me.
I'll call you back in five.
- He's calling back in five.
- Come, come, come, come, come!
Okay, the order in which the bodies were discovered.
First Glen, then Marie. - Yes.
- Now, we've been thinking
which of these four killed Glen and Marie.
- [Nicola] Yes.
- The same person who tried to kill us last night.
- Yes.
- We've been on the wrong track.
It's all about the cigarettes.
- The ones that Lorcan found on the zoo range?
- Mm-hm, they were in the path
between the cheetah bay and the grave site.
Remember that big ashtray we saw at Marie's house?
- Cigarette packet fell out of Marie's pocket
when she was being carried to her grave.
- Mm-hm, now, Jess, one more time.
- Oh, no, thanks.
- Okay, okay, one-man show.
Marie and Glen are in the cheetah bay, all right?
They fight, Glen attacks Marie, Marie defends herself.
Picks up a shovel, whacks Glen,
sending him sideways, doesn't kill him.
He puts his hands around her throat,
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
"Oh, my God, I've just killed her."
Hoicks her over his shoulder,
takes her out to the range to bury her.
But here's the thing.
Glen's injured, okay, so he's staggering
as he's carrying Marie.
He dislodges the cigarettes, they fall to the ground.
He buries Marie and he comes back to the cheetah bay?
- His head's killing him.
But the hemorrhage is internal.
He doesn't know that he's dying,
but he knows that Larry has migraine tablets in his office
so he goes to Larry's office.
- Mm-hm. - Takes the tablets,
comes back to the cheetah bay,
cleans up the shovel and any evidence
that he's killed Marie, and then.
- That's it for him. - Mm.
- His nose is the first thing to start bleeding,
then his ears, and by then it's too late.
- He keels over.
- And when your boyfriend rings back, he's going to confirm it.
- How?
- Well, he's carrying a smoker, okay?
You lurch sideways, cigarettes fall out.
But it's not the cigarette packet that makes a noise
when it hits the ground. (Nicola gasps)
What else do smokers carry in your pocket when you're a smoker?
- The lighter, the cigarette lighter's heavy,
so he would have known that something had fallen out
of Marie's pocket. (phone rings)
He would've gone, Peter?
It's a lighter, isn't it?
There was a cigarette lighter in Glen's pocket.
- Yes, how did you know?
- Glen killed Marie, Marie killed Glen.
♪ Mm, mm, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪
♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪
- I've gotta go. ♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪
I'll call you back. ♪ Dah, dah ♪
♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪
- Charlie, this is bad.
- No, no, I thought that was rather good. - No, no, this is bad. This is bad.
If Glen killed Marie and Marie killed Glen,
who's trying to kill us?
(dramatic music)
(heads clicking)
(tool scraping)
Maybe we should just get a new door.
- No, no, no there's life in the old girl yet.
- Charlie, once you've scraped off all those burnt bits,
it's going to be more of a louvre.
- It's bizarre, Glen killed Marie and Marie killed Glen,
but Glen didn't go to Marie's house,
pack her things and dump her car, he was dead.
I'm just saying.
And now someone thinks you know something.
- Yeah, we don't.
- You do, you don't know you know something,
but you know something.
(curious music)
- Yeah, maybe they're right.
Come on. - Huh, what?
- Glen didn't kill Marie in a fit of passion.
It wasn't a lovers' tiff gone wrong,
'cause if it was, it'd be over.
Marie knew something that got her killed.
It's the only explanation that makes sense.
- Am I coming, too?
- No, but thanks, (kisses) good.
- Right.
- I've got nothing to say to you.
- Stephan, please, I can't tell you
how sorry I am about Marie.
I know how much she meant to you.
We think she knew something
that got her killed.
And whoever wanted to shut her up
is now trying to hurt us.
- Yeah, on the night she died,
what would have made her leave a pregnant hippo
and go to the cheetah bay?
- I don't know.
- Did she confide anything or?
- Did she indicate anything
or did she reveal by her mood-
- We were close, okay?
If she knew something, she would have told me.
Marie blamed Glen for everything when they broke up.
Past that, I don't know anything.
- Okay, thanks.
(curious music)
- Well, that didn't get us much.
(engine roars) Are you kidding?
- What? Marie was angry.
We knew that already.
- Charlie, we learnt something vital.
- What?
- Well, figure it out.
- [Charlie] I'm pretty smart, you know.
I've worked a lot of stuff out before.
And you're very pretty and you have fabulous hair.
- Alright, well, tell me what we learned back there.
- Okay, we learnt that Marie didn't know something
that got her killed, she only suspected it.
It was something about Glen.
On the night she died, she went to the cheetah bay
to talk to Glen because she had a feeling.
But she didn't tell anyone where she was going,
and she didn't seek protection because she didn't know
that she was in danger.
- She didn't know Glen would kill her.
- Exactly, but she had her suspicions.
Whoever tried to burn our house down thinks we know
what those suspicions were.
- Yes, I see.
- So we're looking for clues.
- No, no, Nic, I see what it was that Marie suspected.
- Marie was a hippo keeper,
right? - Mm.
- None of these animals are hippos.
(Nicola hums)
There's something else about these pictures as well.
- What?
- Come on.
(dramatic music)
- [Nicola] Larry.
- I'm quitting this job.
- We found these at Marie's house. - They're from our website.
- [Charlie] What do they all have in common?
- I took them?
- The reason for the new fences.
You said it yourself, all these animals are missing.
They were stolen.
- It's about animal smuggling.
- Hang on.
- Marie saw a pattern in the way
that animals were disappearing from the zoo,
and she worked out it had to be an inside job.
- Nicola, this is speculation-
- She had photographs of all the missing animals.
She must have mulled over what had happened to them.
She came to suspect her own boyfriend.
- Glen? - Yeah.
- You think Glen was-
- Maybe he spent too much time snooping
around the pregnant hippo, who knows?
But he had plenty of reasons to look into animal transport,
crates and so on, under the guise of his African trip.
These animals, they're worth tens of thousands.
- Yeah, but Marie made a fatal blunder, right?
She confronted Glen, it got nasty,
he killed her, he buried her.
But your turn.
- He had an accomplice, an offsider.
Someone he could trust.
Someone that he was in on the smuggling with.
So he calls up this offsider,
"Oh, my God, I've killed Marie.
We need to make it look like she's done a runner
in a hurry."
But the plan went wrong because Glen didn't know
that he was dying.
- So who's the accomplice?
- That's your job.
Look up the phone records.
- Oh, we already did.
There were no phone calls made
from the cheetah attendant's bay
or from Glen's mobile phone.
I'm sorry, Nic, really.
The night Glen and Marie died, there were no-
- The phone in Larry's office.
Glen must have used that phone
when he was in there taking Larry's migraine tablets.
The phone was the only thing out of place
in Larry's office the morning after the murders.
- It was off-center.
- The twisty cord.
- Yeah, not the way someone like Larry would leave things.
So whoever Glen called from that phone before he died,
that's the guy you're after.
- I think I know who it is.
You check the records, but I think I know, yeah.
There was only one person it could have been.
- There's only one person knew where Marie was buried.
Lorcan took us on a tour of the zoo,
and on the way he was checking to see
what Glen had done with Marie's body,
making sure that Glen had hidden her well.
- Yeah, he found a packet of cigarettes.
He told us that a tourist dropped them,
but he knew they were Marie's.
- Mm, and it was Lorcan that overheard us asking
to look for my watch.
He must have twigged that we were actually going to look
for clues and got scared.
- Yeah, so he tried to take us out of the picture
by trying to burn down our house.
- God.
- Well done, helmet head.
We'll make an Englishman of you yet.
- Thanks, Reg, I suppose
you'll be seeing Nakatindi home now.
- [Larry] Come on, we have work to do.
Well, thanks again, Nicola, Charlie.
- Remember us won't you, Peter,
when they promote you to storm trooper
for solving this case?
- Huh, right.
- Interesting fact. - Yes?
- The Ugandan colobus monkey has no thumb.
- No thumb? - No thumb at all.
- This is to make up for the ruined safari night.
- Really, oh, thank you. - Mm.
(mellow music)
- [Charlie] Oh.
- [Jess] It was her idea. I'd never even heard of 'Daktari'.
- Is it the right one?
There's a tiger on the front and lion on the back?
- There it is. - Hmm.
- You know, you're pretty attractive
for a woman, it's fantastic.
- Do you wanna go to the shed
and reenact some scenes from it?
- I have no idea what that means, but sure.
You be Judy, and I'll be Clarence.
(mellow music continues)
(door slams)
(mysterious music)
(dramatic music)