There's been a death at the sailing club.
We're investigating the murder of Kit Harcourt, a highly
successful investment banker.
You didn't like him much, did you? That's not what I said.
Sounds like you rubbed a few people up the wrong way.
You did more than that to dad.
Do you think Greg is capable of murder?
I saw a man pushed to the edge.
What's been taken? A consignment of outboard motors.
There was something I couldn't get out of my head,
that the theft and the murder were connected.
CREAKS AND HE SCREAMS OUT
Uh...
There's someone under there.
Why haven't you called an ambulance?
Dad!
James, are you all right?Oh...
So, what exactly did Jackie say?
That James Wickham decided to have a nosey under his boat
before they got back and it fell on him.
But he's OK?
Yeah, but Jackie's pretty shaken.
Suzie, what are you doing? We told Jackie we were on our way.
Hang on. This boat's been abandoned.
Oh, ye of little faith.
I told you Greg Cooper would be on a boat.
But if it is him, where is he now?
I better call Tanika.
Come on. Jackie's waiting.
He's lucky to be alive.
It's one shock after another.
That's why we're here.
To make sure this incident isn't
related to Kit Harcourt's death in any way.
Well, look, as I said, it was an accident, pure and simple.
Bottom line, I should have waited for Harry.
We understand Harry Tynham resented the fact that you didn't support him
when Kit Harcourt accused him of stealing.
The evidence was there.
I'm Club Commodore, so I had no choice.
This is all water under the bridge, and Harry still services our boats.
That's why I didn't think
it was worth bringing it to your attention.
I really don't think this should be investigated any further.
Please.
Harry and Jackie have been through enough.
He's like the Scarlet Pimpernel.
They seek him here, they seek him there.
Caesar did say he'd be on a boat.
All right, don't rub it in.
So, what now?
Well, what does a drinker do when he runs out of booze?
They go buy more?
Any shops this side of the river?
No, but there is a pub in staggering distance.
You've got to believe me.
I was working on that boat this morning
and the struts were fine.
Dad's not capable of hurting anyone, but the police spoke to both
of us earlier. There's something I didn't tell them.
Dad got a letter from the parish council that really upset him.
It's a compulsory purchase order for the boatyard.
We're being forced out of our own business.
No wonder he was so angry.
You don't think he's involved, do you?
No.
No, of course not.
There must be information about the application online.
I already searched it.
The applicant is Kit Harcourt, but the rest is confidential.
So, there are some unofficial channels that may be able
to help us get to the bottom of it.
Mrs Potts, look what we turned up this morning.
Yes, it's marvellous, isn't it?
And it's such a rare find.
You know, we once uncovered a huge cache of coins directly
beneath the warlords body in a similar dig in Norfolk.
I remember reading about it. Really?
I'd love to hear how you found it, when you have a moment.
Well, I'd be delighted. MOBILE VIBRATES
Oh, excuse me. Sorry, I have to take this.
I do hope you'll be returning forthwith.
Well, not quite yet, I'm afraid.
My duties as civilian advisor have to come first.
And so far, it's all a bit of a muddle.
Perhaps you and Mrs Eddingham can help.
You mentioned the parish council earlier.
Are both of you members? Well, just me.
I'm a non-elected member, mainly on the admin side.
So, you have access to documents? What's all this about, Mrs Potts?
Well, we're looking for information,
specifically a compulsory purchase order with this case number.
Might you consider doing a little discreet investigation on my behalf?
Excuse me. We're looking for Greg Cooper.
Oh. Not sure how much sense you'll get out of him.
Right.
Thanks.
Greg Cooper?
I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Kit Harcourt.
I don't know what you're on about. Get him cuffed.
Come on.Get your hands off me. I didn't even know he was dead, so I can't have done it.
Make a statement at the station. But I'm innocent, yeah?
I'll tell you this for nothing,
Kit Harcourt deserved everything he got.
All right, mate, enough of that. Come on, let's go.
Hey...
They've just arrested Greg Cooper for murder.
They've got nothing on us.
So far, so good.
I'm so sorry the police are involved, Jackie.
We really didn't want that. It's not your fault.
You do know his car's still here? Which is partly why I'm ringing.
James is worried he's left it unlocked.
Thinks he might have left his mobile in the glove box?
I'll check for you.
Thanks, Jackie.
The car is open.
But the mobile is not in the glove box.
What about the boot?
No, nothing here. Sorry.
It's a compulsory purchase order for the boatyard.
The applicant is Kit Harcourt.
There was something I couldn't get out of my head,
the possibility that the theft and the murder
were connected, somehow.
Kit said he needed photographs of members' younger selves.
I suspect he obtained it under false pretences.
Mrs Potts, can I help? Oh, I do hope so, Mrs Wyckham.
I believe you're in charge of the club kit.
This is the kit room, my little...kingdom.
How can I help?
I saw two of your members on the river this morning.
Both of them were wearing red sailing club jackets,
but the jacket caught on the drone footage was blue.
I just wondered if you could explain the significance.
Blue jackets are worn by senior committee members only,
red jackets by ordinary members.
And when Harry Tynham left the club, did he return his jacket?
I'm not sure, but I can check for you.Thank you.
And is there anything else in the kit that distinguishes rank?
Yes, the club caps.
Um... Let me show you.
This is my husband's.
As Commodore, his cap has three stripes.
And the rear commodore, Greg Cooper?
His has one stripe.
I'll show you.
Well, that's odd.
Greg normally leaves all his kit at the club.
Judith said she'd meet us here.
Just had a horrible thought.
The guy Hoskins is coming back, well, then, we're finished too.
Tanika was the one that appointed us.Oh, God!
I hadn't considered that.
Thank you for meeting me here.
My source will be joining us shortly.Oh, come on.
Spill the beans. What did you find out?
It turns out that only senior committee members get to wear blue
sailing jackets, which narrows down our potential suspects.
All the current members have alibis, except Greg Cooper. However,
Harry Tynham used to have a blue jacket and may have kept it.
So that just leaves Greg and Harry in the frame. Well, or our mystery thief.
Psst! Mrs Potts!
Took some finding.
Locked away in quite the wrong place,
but as parish council admin officer, I have all the keys. You can see from these plans,
that Kit Harcourt's house sits above the boatyard site,
but he wanted river frontage,
Marlowe's holy Grail.
And Harry Tynham refused his every offer.So, what happened?
Out of nowhere, the boatyard was issued an urgent, dangerous
structure notice and the council granted a compulsory purchase order
with immediate effect.
But there's nothing wrong with that building.
Who reported it to the council?
Our chair, James Wyckham.
So, there we have it. Kit Harcourt got what he wanted,
Harry's land,
with the help of James Wyckham, who was then nearly killed
in the dangerous structure.
There's something really off here.
It's now clear that Harry Tynham is being forced from the boatyard
he loved by Kit Harcourt and James Wyckham.
Giving him motive to kill both Kit and James.
We just had it confirmed that one of the boat struts
had been deliberately sawn through. I knew it wasn't an accident.
Harry Tynham knew that James Wickham was coming
to inspect that boat. Sounds like he set the whole thing up.
Now, I know this looks bad for Harry, but I just don't believe it.
We can't ignore the evidence. Bring him in.Sarge.
I have no idea where dad is.
He never came into work, and he's not at home,
so I can't help you.There's been a development, Miss Tynham.
Forensics have confirmed that one of the boat struts
was deliberately tampered with.
That had nothing to do with dad, 100%.
We still need to speak to him.
So if he does get in contact, get him to call us immediately.
We have to talk.
No, it can't wait.
I need to speak to you now.
Do I have to do this again?
We had a fight.
I walked away, end of story.
Why were you so angry?
Vice Commodore was always going to be mine, no question.
Then Kit decided he wanted it for himself,
lied and cheated to get his own way.
The Commodore fell for it hook, line and sinker.
I felt betrayed.
You said that Kit Harcourt's death was the best news
you'd heard in years. It doesn't mean I killed him.
Your DNA was found close to the scene on a bottle
of naval gold.Well, maybe I dropped it during the fight.
And this was caught on camera at the end of the slipway,
about the time Mr Harcourt was murdered.
It was containing your phone, wallet and smartwatch.
That bag was in my locker. Well, how did it get in the river?
I have no idea.
Just one more thing, Mr Cooper,
a blue sailing jacket was worn by the person walking
away from Mr Harcourt's dead body.
We believe that jacket belongs to you.
All of my kit was in my locker, along with the bag.
Can't you see someone is trying to frame me?
RINGS DOORBELL
The outboard motors have arrived. Operation Coliseum is go!
And that is what exactly? No time to explain.
Leave your bags inside. We've got work to do.
PHONE RINGS/VIBRATES
Hi, it's Suzie. Leave a message.
MOBILE BEEPS
I know who it is.
Sending proof now.
MUFFLED SCREAMS
How on earth did you dig that hole on your own?
I mean, covering it up was hard enough.
Professor Gifford lent me some volunteers.
Are you sure about this, Judith? Someone could get hurt.
Well, according to the Romans, it's all perfectly safe.
It's how they trapped wild animals unharmed for their gains.
Oh, hence Operation Colosseum!
And whoever we catch could lead us to our killer.
All we have to do now is wait.
It's like being back at guide camp.
I got kicked out of the Brownies for masterminding a rebellion.
I've never really been a joiner. Well, you joined us?
Yeah, but you and Becks are rebels too, but you...
You keep it under wraps. A rebellious vicar's wife.
I'll take that.
Got a new glow about you, MrsP. Really?Suzie's right.
Coming out of retirement really suits you.
And we're not the only ones who've noticed.
Archaeology was always something I thought I'd return
to when the time was right.
So, why now?
My whole world's opened up recently,
partly thanks to you two.
It's given me the courage to embrace new experiences,
rather than shy away from them.
As Confucius once said, we have two lives, and the second begins
when we realise we only have one.
I'm going to live my second life to the full.
Amen to that. CAR ENGINE
We have a visitor.
TWIG SNAPS
Suzie!
TWIGS SNAP Argh!
Yes!
We got him!
Whoa!
Oh...
HE EXHALES
Harry, what are you doing?
CAR IGNITION FAILS
Becks!With me.
IGNITION FAILS Come on.
Come on!
Tanika, I think we've found your thieves.
It's many years since I've stayed up till dawn.
It was all worth it, though.
I'm just sorry our captive turned out to be Harry Tynham.
Could he be our killer?
I just checked my phone, and Jackie left me a message last night.
"I know who it is. Sending proof now."
Whatever she was sending, I didn't get it.
I've tried calling her, she ain't picking up.
I've got to get over there. We're coming with you.
Jackie?
Jackie!
Oh, no!
Jacks?
It's OK.
Can you hear us?
Jacks?She's breathing. Jacks.
Ambulance, please.
Police haven't found her phone. If only I'd picked up her call.
Well, this isn't your fault, Suzie.
I'm going to have to talk to Harry. He'll be devastated.
At least this takes suspicion away from him.
He was with us when it happened.
He would never, ever do anything that would put Jackie in danger.
The police won't let you speak to him now.
We all need some sleep.
I suppose you're right. We'll see you in the station later.
What IS that?
It looks like gobbledegook.
Everything means something.
Why didn't you tell us any of this before, Mr Tynham?
We had no money coming in.
No prospect of any.
Nobody wanted anything to do with me any more.
I thought I had nothing to lose.
Well, Jackie's belief in me never wavered through all of the slander
and the lies.
And now, I've let her down so badly.
I have to see her.
We found a stash
of outboard motors in your lock up at the bounty,
along with a pair of oil-stained trainers.
And...this gold watch.
Now, you told us that the robbery took place between 2 and 4 am. That's right.
But your van was caught on camera near the sailing club at 5:31.
So, how do you explain that?
We were unloading the motors from Harry's van when I realised
I didn't have my sweatshirt.
It's got the bounty logo on it.
I knew it could identify me, so I went back.
The sweatshirt was on the floor of the boat store.
That's when I must have trod in the oil.
How about the watch?
As I walked down the path, I saw this beautiful old watch
just lying there, so I took it.
We believe that the killer was there at the same time.
If they were, I didn't see him or the body. I swear to God.
Why should we believe anything you're saying, Mr Hawkins?
Because everything I've told you is true.
Look, all I wanted was to try and stop the bounty from going under.
But no-one cares about that.
Forensics have found traces of ether around her mouth.
Jackie Tynham was unconscious, pre-exposure to carbon monoxide.
It's confirmed, we're looking at attempted murder.
First, James Wyckham and now Jackie. Both attempts were unsuccessful.
Poor Jackie. Have you found her phone?No. Digital.
We're trying to access her cloud, but there's no guarantee
that it's been backed up.
There is something that might help.
I found this on the computer screen in the office at the boatyard.
Oh, looks like the text my mate sends his missus
after he's had a few.
I'm inclined to think more like the ancient Egyptians.
They use substitution and concealment techniques
to disguise communications.
Can't hang around here, doing nothing.
I've got to try and find Jackie's phone.
Any news on the watch?
Jed Hawkins admits to stealing it from the scene, but we're struggling to identify its owner.
And there's no serial number on the watch, which makes it harder to trace.
I know someone who might be able to help.
Oh, Suzie.
I was hoping to meet somebody from the investigation.
How's poor Jackie?
Such awful news about her accident.
It might be a bit more sinister than that, Ursula.Sinister?
Jackie sent me a message saying she knew who Kit's killer was,
and she was sending me something to prove it, but it never arrived.
That's dreadful. On my way to the boatyard now.
It's the last place that Jackie's phone was used.
I don't know, maybe the police missed something.
Come on, girl.
Come on, with me.
Who exactly are we going to see?
William Locke, a private watch specialist.
He used to service the Bishop's collection.
KNOCKS ON DOOR
We can bring the watch in if it helps.No need.
I believe I recognise it.
One moment please.
As I thought.
I've serviced this watch regularly for many years.
For whom?The old club Commodore, Michael Liddington.
Ursula's husband.
Right.
I'm going to find that phone.
Um...
Ta.
Oh...
My dog...
My dog!
She was just here!
Did you see anyone?No. I'll check with my colleague.
Luna!
The watch belonged to Michael Liddington, but it hasn't
been serviced since he died. Which is seven years ago.
Who owned it after that?
The lab finally got a result on the DNA from the watch link.
It's a match for someone on the police database.
A Darren Benson from Balham, London, wanted for fraud, reported missing in 1996.
No record of his existence since then.
What was Darren Benson doing at the crime scene and why
was he wearing Michael Liddingston's watch?
Luna's gone. I left there for two minutes and all I found was a collar and a leash.
You think it was the dognappers?
Maybe she just slipped her collar and she ran home.
We'll make sure our mobile units are aware.
I've got to go home. I'm going to see if Luna's there.
I'm sure everything will be fine.
You call us when you get there. Let us know if you find her.
Luna!
If you want to see your dog alive, come to Gordon's Creek
with a grand in cash. Look for a yellow van.
Leave your phone and tell no-one.
I've tried all the models I know.
Acrostic, the Caesar shift, Alberti's disk, even
the Vigenere square.
But Jackie's code contains punctuation,
which is most irregular.Becks.
So sorry to intrude, Ursula, but the watch link found at the crime
scene has finally been matched, the watch itself.
Mr Locke says it belonged to your late husband.
Michael left that watch to James in his will.
Did he mention breaking the strap? Why would he?
I saw him wearing it today.
James worked from the stable block. You could ask him yourself.
Finally! You are an extremely hard person to get hold of,
DS Malik. Sorry, but I knew what was coming.
I wanted to solve the case before that happened and go out on a high.
Go out? I don't understand.
Well, with DI Hoskins coming back. But he's not.
That's why I wanted to see you.
We'd like you to replace him on a permanent basis.
KNOCKS ON DOOR Sorry to interrupt. It's just Digital
managed to access Jackie's cloud.
The last image she took was of a blue cap with one stripe.
Sailing club confirmed, it belonged to Greg Cooper.
What does James use this place for? Sailing club business, mainly.
He retired from finance many years ago.
He normally tells me if he's popping out.
Sorry to waste your time.
Distract her.
Such beautiful roses, Ursula. What are they?
Damasks. My absolute favourite.
They have the most wonderful fragrance.
Such a lovely property. You are lucky, Ursula.
Yes, I know. Excuse me.
Mrs Potts,
what on earth do you think...?
I thought you said James had retired.
"Leave the van. Walk up the river.
"Head for the old boat by the Swallows Reach."
Nothing.
This is locked.
Oh. Try this.
It's an invoice from a watch dealer in Henley.
On the same day as the murder.
It's the same model.
Which is why Ursula believed he was still wearing it.
Why has he got this?
There's no James Wickham here, but there is a Darren Benson.
Darren Benson, the missing fraudster whose DNA was found
on the watch link.
He looks familiar.
Judith, we need to call Tanika.
Everyone can touch type nowadays, but you have to start
with your hands above the home key.
What are you talking about?
Jackie was confused, losing consciousness,
desperate to tell us something, but he hadn't realised
that her hands were one key out,
so she wrote this.
Whereas if the hands were above the home key,
where she thought they were,
she'd have written this.
Any sign of him?
No, but we'll find him.
We've got all units looking for Wickham now.
We make a good team.Ma'am.
Excuse me.
I'll try her again.
Mrs Potts!
It's a disaster.
I just called my bank.
James has taken all our savings.
Everything. I've been such a fool.
Oh, he fooled everyone, Mrs Lidington.
James Wyckham is an extremely manipulative man.
But we'll find him and we'll get that money back, I promise you.
Still no answer from Suzie.
I'm getting really worried.
Well, she said she was going home.
Let's try her there.
DOG BARKS
Oh!
I'm coming, girl!
It doesn't look like anyone's home.
Suzie has a spare key.
Her phone's here.
It's a ransom demand telling her to go to Gordon's Creek.
But we'll be way behind her now.
Luna's collar is linked to a tracking app.
I saw Suzie put it in her bag at the station.
Which means we'll be able to track where Suzie is right now.
OK.
She's on the towpath, just past Hedsor.
We'll take this.
I'm hoping we might need it.
Ohh!
DOG BARKS
I'm here, girl.
There's Suzie's van. And there's the yellow one.
Look.
She's heading for an old boat by Swallows Reach.
According to the app, she's already there.
Come on.
Oh, no! Oh!
Good girl.
It's OK. I'm here now.
You're so good.
Huh?
What?
Hello?
Hello.
No.
It's stopped moving.
She's there.
MOBILE BUZZES Oh.
Tanika, Suzie's on a boat
by Swallows Reach. Come quickly.
Something's wrong.
They're ten minutes away.
Is it just me, or is that boat sinking?
SHE CRIES OUT
There has got to be some way out.
No!
They're all sealed!
Agh!
I don't know what to do!
He's heading this way.
What do we do?Come on.
DOG WHIMPERS
Oh!
Take this and pull!
Aghhhh!
Aghh!
It's over, Mr Wyckham.
You're not going anywhere.
It's OK.
Not for much longer now.
Not...anyway.
SIREN WAILS
I'm in here.
Help, please!
You OK in there?
Yeah, yeah.
Hang tight. We're going to get you out.
Oh!
Look at you...!
Suzie and Luna are safe.
Thank goodness!The police are on their way.
You've led us quite a merry dance, haven't you, Mr Wyckham?
Or should I say Mr Benson?
That is you, isn't it?
How did you find out?
I went to Kit's house, convinced I'd find something useful.
And I did - a club committee photograph from over 20 years ago.
But it wasn't until we discovered your secret office that we realised
why it was significant.
How did KIPP make the connection between you and Darren Benson?
Kit worked for the same city bank as I did -
long after me, of course.
One of the traders I worked with died last year, and his obituary
showed our old team photograph.
Kit thought he recognised me, but he had to be sure.
And then he confronted you with what he found out.
I went down for an early morning sale and Kit was already there.
Beautiful morning.
Isn't it, Darren?
Who was Darren Benson?
Why did he need to make him disappear?
Darren is a boy from nowhere with nothing who always felt
he deserved more.
You thought you deserved more.
So what did you do?
I charmed my way from the post room to the trading floor
with great success.
Then I got greedy.
I started chasing increasingly high-risk deals,
not all of them strictly legal.
People started to ask difficult questions.
So you decided to cut and run?
The fraud I almost pulled off would have sent me down for years,
so I said goodbye to Darren and reinvented myself
as James Wyckham.
Which you did quite brilliantly.
Joining the sailing club was the perfect way of infiltrating
Marlow society, and Michael Liddington's patronage made
you entirely credible.
You see, you make it all sound so cynical.
But the truth is, for the first time in my life, I was happy.
I found a caring family in Michael and Ursula, something
I'd never known.
And then I met Hayley, a woman who I loved and who loved me back.
I was exactly where I always wanted to be.
Until Kit found the photograph and started questioning your story.
He discovered I'd been using my position as Club Commodore
to defraud them of a great deal of money.
Kit could have ruined everything.
And you couldn't let that happen.
He said he'd be willing to stay silent if I overturn the objection
to his planning application with the parish council
and resigned as commodore.
And if you didn't?
He'd go to the police.
I had seven days.
And then came the storm warning.
You knew only he would risk sailing in those winds.
I went to Gregg's locker.
I picked up his sailing bag.
I put on his jacket and his cap to disguise my identity.
I found Kit on the slipway.
He was struggling to control the boom.
I offered to help him.
Yeah. If you grab that...
You killed Kit,
set Gregg up as his murderer and then did the same thing
to Harry Tynan.
It was a very high-risk strategy
staging the accident at the boat yard.
Oh, well. You see,
gamblers always think they can beat the odds,
and turning the spotlight on Harry seemed the best way
to create further confusion,
move suspicion away from me.
Jackie told me they wouldn't be back until 3pm.
The door was open, so I went in.
I took a saw to one of the struts -
just enough damage to make it unstable.
I knew that it would only take a small kick for the strut
to give way.
And that might have been that.
But Jackie was onto you.
Hayley asked me to see if he'd left your mobile in the car.
He wasn't there.
But this was.
It wasn't Gregg I saw from the train, was it?
It was you.
Jackie worked out that I staged the accident.
She insisted that I get Harry reinstated at the club and tell
Hayley the truth before she did.
But rather than let that happen, you decided to kill her instead.
I didn't want to.
I'm really very, very fond of Jackie...
..but I had to see it through or I'd lose everything.
I knew the ether wouldn't last long, so I had to act quickly.
The generator fumes should have killed her.
I thought I'd covered everything.
And then I overheard your friend talking to Ursula
at the sailing club.
She knew that Jackie's phone held an important clue,
but I couldn't unlock it.
And she was right.
Jackie had photographed Gregg's cap in your car as evidence.
You knew Suzie was going back to the boat yard, so you followed her.
You had to stop her talking before it was too late.
And I nearly succeeded.
You sound almost proud.
No.
Not at all.
You've hurt a great many people, Darren.
No-one forced you to lie to murder.
And if you're looking for sympathy, you're wasting your time.
Ursula's told me everything.
Hayley, darling.
How could you do that to her?
She and Michael loved you like a son.
I'd have made everything right.
You have to believe me.
You can't make any of that right.
Ever.
I just heard that Jackie's going to make a full recovery.
Oh!Yeah. So we're off to the pub to celebrate.
Do you know what the time is?
Not that kind of celebration, Judith.
Lynn's laying on breakfast for everyone.
Mrs Potts, Fred's a gift that keeps on giving.
We found a substantial hoard of Anglo-Saxon coins,
gold as well as silver,
and a not insignificant sum will be due to the landowner.
So the Bounty's legacy turns out to be valuable after all.
Lynn must be over the moon!
Nice one, Fred.
It seems we all have a lot to celebrate.
Raise your mugs to honour Marlow's newly discovered warlord -
to Fred!
Fred!
Judith.
It's thrilling, isn't it? Discovery of this magnitude.
Oh, it certainly is.
It's a coup for Marlow.
We found another potential burial site out near Cliveden.
I was wondering if you would care to accompany me
on a speculative visit.
I'd be delighted.
Thank you.
Now, this is a tough one. Hm.
Bacon or sausage?
Do you know what? I'm going to have both.
So you let Robin Hood go, then.
The sailing club decided not to press charges as long
as all stolen goods were returned.
They'll be doing community service, too.
Marlow isn't Marlow without the boat yard and the Bounty.
Talk to her...
Er, yeah.
Um, just as we're all here, I just wanted to say congrats
to the boss for getting SIO and putting Darren Benson behind bars
where he belongs.Yeah.
Well done.
Well, it wouldn't have happened without every single one of you,
even if it wasn't all entirely by the book.
Which is exactly as it should be.
Cheers!
Cheers!Cheers.
Cheers.Cheers.Cheers.
Cheers.Oh! Cheers!
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