CAROLINE: Would you rather be British or French?
ALL: British.
I couldn't end my time as governor of Saint-Marie
without putting this all-important question
to the population of Spinner's Rock.
"British and proud of it,"
said a hawksbill. (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
"God save the Queen,"
sang a parrotfish.
"You can't trust the French as far as you can throw them."
That was a sea snake.
Our friend from Saint-Robert, General Council
President Tromeur,
insists Spinner's Rock is French.
But I am very clear.
It became British 200 years ago
and nothing has changed since then.
(APPLAUSE)
Saint-Marie, you have given me four unforgettable years.
My posting may be ending, but my successor,
and indeed Britain,
will continue to look after your best interests.
And I promise, I will carry
the beauty of your island
and your people
in my heart forever.
Thank you.
(BRASS BAND PLAYING)
Message received?
He was listening to every word.
Well, let's hope he reaches the right conclusion.
Sea snake was inspired, by the way, Ellery.
Thank you.
Perfectly judged to the last, Governor.
Thank you, Selwyn.
Gosh, I could do with a drink.
Oh, allow me.
"Sea snake"?
For some reason, I thought you were
better than that.
I'm delighted to disappoint you
one last time, Francois.
You British complain about having lost
your identity in the world.
Well, I disagree.
You're just as hypocritical as you ever were.
On the contrary, I have been
entirely straight with you.
Withdraw France's claim to Spinner's Rock
before I get on that plane
or we both know what will happen.
Ah!
I'll, er,
go and check on the canapes.
Thank you.
Ms Preville, I do apologise.
It's fine. It's fine.
Er, a little something to remember me by, Governor.
Oh...
It's, er, Saint-Marie pavement.
I'm kidding. It's a piece of
Spinner's Rock.
Thank you, Andy, that is very thoughtful.
You'll be missed, you know that?
My drink.
Excuse me. Lucy?
You'd better not be going back to the office.
Well, take the night off, Lucy, for God's sake.
I've got to finish that detail.
Well, at least stay for the food.
Show Caroline a bit of respect.
To you, Governor.
God, I need this.
-Are you okay? -Of course.
(BAND STOPS)
Ladies... Ladies and gentlemen,
I would like to add a few brief words of my own
to the evening's tribute.
Governor Bamber,
you leave this island a wealthier,
more confident and safer place.
-And for that, I... -Ah!
Oh!
Ah! Someone get a doctor, now!
-(CAROLINE GROANING) -ANDY: Governor's residence,
we need an ambulance, now.
Ellery, what's happening?
No.
No!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
HUMPHREY: Question 98.
"What is your ideal body type for your perfect partner?"
"I don't mind."
No, Chief, that makes you
sound desperate.
Okay.
"I have an open mind."
Right, question 99,
"How would you characterise the end
"of most of your romantic relationships?"
"Painful divorce." Last question...
-Er, Chief? -Yes?
Don't you think you might be
answering those questions a little bit too honestly?
Well, yes, but I'm hardly going to find
my perfect partner by lying, am I?
Er, right, question 100,
"How organised are you?"
Highly organised, wouldn't you say, Dwayne?
Yes, Chief.
HUMPHREY: Right, I think that's ready to send.
(MOBILE RINGING)
-Hello? -COMMISSIONER:
Chief Inspector?
Oh, Commissioner.
Good evening.
We have a bit of a problem.
Evening, J.P., Florence.
Sir.
So, Dwayne was round at yours this evening, then, sir?
Er, yes, we were, er... Well, actually, he was, erm...
What were you doing? You were putting up a shelf?
-Painting. Shelf. -Shelf. Putting up a shelf.
Sir?
Ah, Inspector.
Everything under control?
No one has touched the body except for the paramedics
and the doctor, who's on his way.
Thank you, sir. Most helpful.
J.P., Dwayne, go and get names, addresses,
statements and photos, please.
-Chief. -Yes, Chief.
Bitter almond.
That and the redness in the skin.
Cyanide?
In her glass, it would seem. We should take a sample.
And, er, none of the other guests are ill?
-COMMISSIONER: No, not that I'm aware.
-HUMPHREY: Good.
I don't suppose you know what Governor
Bamber was drinking?
Two glasses of champagne,
from this bottle. I served her.
Right.
And they were her only drinks?
Yes.
COMMISSIONER: When she arrived,
she went straight into her speech.
I served her after she'd finished speaking.
And where did her glass come from?
From that table.
-Did someone offer you the glass, sir?
-Nope.
I chose it myself.
HUMPHREY: And the bottle?
I saw it being opened. No one else drank from it.
Do you mind if I take the bottle,
please, sir?
Can't smell anything, let's get it to the lab.
Erm... (CLEARS THROAT) Sir, er, I wonder
if you could possibly
go and check that none of the other guests
are feeling unwell?
-Of course. -Thank you.
Phew! Awkward.
Okay, six, six, seven, seven, 42.
About 100 glasses here and as far as I can tell,
there's no cyanide in any of them.
I'll have to get them all tested,
just in case.
Anything in the Governor's handbag?
A phone.
Thank you.
Plenty of texts and emails.
Mints, tissues, a sealed envelope, lipstick
and a piece of rock with an engraving.
Erm, "For Caroline, a British jewel
in the Caribbean. Andy."
-Can I see the envelope? -Sure.
There's no address on it.
"Dear Caroline, please be careful.
"They want to kill you before you go
"because of June 10th.
"A friend."
Someone definitely wanted her dead.
And someone else knew about it.
So,
the Commissioner chose the Governor's glass
at random from this table.
None of the other glasses, the champagne itself,
contained cyanide,
and as far as we're aware, no one else is sick.
So, did the Commissioner happen to pick
the one poisoned glass
intended for the Governor?
Out of 100 or so?
-That would be quite a coincidence.
-Right. Which means
the only possible way of getting poison
into the victim's glass would be...
By adding it to the glass after the Commissioner
picked it up
off the table.
Which he's not going to like.
Merci.
No one else is ill
and none of the other glasses or the bottle
appear to contain cyanide.
So let's try and establish
who could've added the cyanide to the glass
once you'd given it to the Governor.
So who do you remember standing nearby?
No one.
What about during your speech?
There was never anyone within two metres
of either of us.
-I'm sure of it. -I see.
Er, well, then perhaps the cyanide
was added before you gave the glass
to the Governor. Er, so let's rewind.
As you were taking the glass from the table,
who do you remember seeing nearby?
COMMISSIONER: The person near to me
was Francois Tromeur,
the president of the General Council
of Saint-Robert.
Thank you.
Arrogant. Untrustworthy.
-A Parisian. -Right.
Well, that's useful, sir. Thank you.
So where was the President standing?
-There. -Fine.
And so where did you go with the glass after that?
I brought it over to the Governor.
On the way, there was a slight collision
with Lucy Preville.
-Er, Lucy, er... -Preville.
The First Secretary.
She's bright, very hardworking.
Rather buttoned-up.
Could you do the honours, please, Florence?
Thank you, sir. And then?
I rejoined the Governor,
who was standing with Andy Hammond,
the Deputy Governor.
Right? J.P.?
Mr Hammond knows a lot about the Caribbean.
He's one of the proudest Brits I've ever met.
After a few seconds, he headed over
to Lucy Preville over there.
Over there.
Excuse me. Lucy?
She looked like she was leaving the party.
Right. So,
which of these three
could've dropped the cyanide into the Governor's glass
in-between you picking it up from the table here
and her swallowing the champagne there?
None of them. I would have noticed.
Yes, but might you have been distracted,
sir, albeit very briefly?
Absolutely not.
I was in control of Governor Bamber's glass
the whole time.
Okay, well, that's enough for now.
Let's speak to the witnesses in the morning.
And also Caroline's secretary, Ellery Wallace?
Let's see if he can shed light
on who wrote the unopened warning letter
found in her handbag.
And why the 10th of June might be a reason
for someone to kill the Governor.
Quite right, J.P..
Now, if you and Dwayne carry on
with the necessary background checks,
also get the prints off the letter
and see if the lab can tell us
anything else about it.
BOTH: Yes, Chief.
Ah!
Er, before you go,
could I possibly have a quick word?
Yeah, well, first of all, erm, er,
could I just say once again...
What is it, Inspector? Yes, erm...
To avoid you compromising
our investigation,
I'm afraid you will need to remain
entirely excluded from it
until the case is concluded. -I see.
-Yeah.
Thank you for telling me.
Commissioner.
Well, he seems to have taken that
on the chin, hasn't he?
Have a good evening, sir.
(MUTTERING)
Ah, Florence, good morning. I'm literally one
set of keys away
from being ready. Once I find my wallet,
of course,
and my jacket.
So which shelf did Dwayne put up?
Shelf?
Oh, right, yes, er, shelf, erm...
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, er, let me see,
it was, er, it was...
Erm, that one.
What were you two really up to last night?
Well, actually, he was helping me
fill in a profile.
Yes, I've decided to, er, dive into
the shark-infested waters
of the dating world.
Good for you.
And Dwayne is going to be
your guide, is he?
Yes, absolutely, Florence.
Well, if he can't get me a woman,
no one can.
Ah, success. Let's go.
ANDY: Poison?
I thought it was a heart attack.
Was anyone behaving suspiciously
around Caroline's champagne glass?
-No. -No.
What about you, Mr Wallace?
What did you see?
I was in the kitchen when the Commissioner served her.
-(CROWD GASPS) -LUCY: Ah! Someone
get a doctor, now!
ELLERY: I heard Lucy scream, so I came running.
CAROLINE: Ellery, what's happening?
What was Caroline like to work with
or opposite?
Well, she was a great diplomat and an inspiring manager.
Not many of those in the Foreign Office.
-Was she in a relationship? -LUCY: No, but...
then, she was clever and competent.
In my experience, that tends to
frighten men off.
President Tromeur?
Caroline was a beautiful lady on the outside
and the inside.
My wife insisted I switch.
They do a Cigane flavour. It's okay.
So who was Caroline closest to in the office?
I'd like to think it was me. LUCY: It was Ellery.
She trusted him with her life.
How long had you been Governor Bamber's
private secretary?
Almost two years.
She liked that I was able to provide
a local perspective on things.
What was Caroline doing yesterday?
She was clearing out her office, with Ellery.
ELLERY: There was a lot to do before she left.
Caroline was carrying this in her handbag.
It was unopened and unaddressed.
Do you know where she got it from?
Have any of you seen it before?
"Dear Caroline, please be careful.
"They want to kill you before you go
because of June 10th.
"A friend."
Any of you have any idea who could have written this?
What about the reference to the 10th of June?
That's the date of the battle at Spinner's Rock.
Of course it is.
Yes, of course, erm, Spinner's Rock.
Er, remind me.
It's an uninhabited rock between Saint-Marie
and Saint-Robert.
On June 10th, 1813, Captain Spinner
won it for Britain.
And now, out of the blue, the French are
claiming it as theirs.
The correct title is la Roche de la Republique.
The rock is rightfully French.
No, it isn't.
Why would Spinner's Rock be a reason to kill
Governor Bamber?
I have no idea.
Whole thing's handbags at 12 paces, honestly.
Caroline was blackmailing President Tromeur
over Spinner's Rock.
What?
She had given him an ultimatum.
Withdraw France's claim to Spinner's Rock
before I get on that plane
or we both know what will happen.
I thought she seemed a bit nervous.
Caroline was threatening to block imports
from Saint-Robert onto Saint-Marie.
Reason for you to be pretty worried,
I'd imagine.
Our fishermen would have lost a few dollars.
Painful, yes. But a reason for me
to murder someone?
(WOMAN SPEAKING FRENCH)
Please excuse me, I have some VIPs
waiting outside.
My family.
(ALL SPEAKING FRENCH)
Saint-Marie there.
Saint-Robert there.
So where's this, er... Where's this Spinner's Rock?
There.
That? That's it?
Entente cordiale out the window
for a dot in the middle of nowhere?
Doesn't make any sense.
Caroline had a serious clear-out.
Some of these documents go right back
to the start of her posting.
Did you find out anything about Spinner's Rock?
-Not yet. -Look.
Report from a planning commission,
minutes into the planning council,
plans for a Club Caribbean holiday camp,
invoice for a private security firm.
"Lockdown Private Security hired
"for the ongoing security of Spinner's Rock."
For how much?
Well, she could've had the Coast Guard
or us for free to patrol that rock.
So why shell out for a private security firm?
So the post-mortem confirms that Caroline Bamber
died from ingesting hydrogen cyanide.
Concentrated hydrogen cyanide, strong enough to
kill in a minute,
was found in champagne samples taken from Caroline's glass,
which would explain why she died
almost immediately.
The lab confirmed there was no trace of cyanide
in any other glass, or in the champagne bottle.
And the only food and drink Caroline consumed
in the half hour before she died
was the champagne.
J.P.: Just as you thought, sir.
Someone poisoned her champagne glass.
Quite right, J.P., but the question is
how on earth did they do it
without our esteemed Commissioner spotting it?
-Oh, and any joy with that letter?
-DWAYNE: Yeah.
The lab said the paper and the envelope
are low quality,
it can be found in any newsagent.
And they can't tell us anything for certain
about the computer or the printer that was used.
J.P.: No fingerprints on the letter itself
and only one set on the envelope,
the Governor's.
So it was handed to Caroline by someone wearing gloves?
Or someone in gloves left it in her handbag,
a place they knew she'd find it. So,
who killed Caroline Bamber and why?
And how did they get cyanide into her glass?
Well, to help us, I have procured,
at no expense at all,
a highly technical piece of cutting-edge kit,
my chess set.
-Dwayne? Thank you. -Er, oh...
So... (CLEARS THROAT)
Caroline Bamber, Governor for
the past four years.
Single, respected by her colleagues,
a reputation for integrity
and defending the best interests
of Saint-Marie.
The Commissioner, bearer of the fateful
champagne glass.
Who, whilst travelling with said glass,
bumped into
Lucy Preville, the First Secretary.
Her first posting. Domestic staff
confirm she's a workaholic.
Apparently, she was even more uptight
when she arrived in Saint-Marie.
Ah. Then there is, er, President Tromeur,
president of the General Council
of Saint-Robert.
Francois Tromeur has promised
the people of Saint-Robert
he'll give them la Roche de la Republique.
FLORENCE: Caroline was threatening
to cut trade with Saint-Robert,
if he did not withdraw French claims.
Damaging, yes. A murder motive, not sure.
Next to Caroline, we have the Deputy Governor,
Andy Hammond.
His fourth posting in the Caribbean.
Well, the view from the kitchen
is that Andy Hammond
was the real expert on the region.
He was also extremely loyal to Caroline.
And finally, there's Caroline's
private secretary,
Ellery Wallace.
Divorced, one child, one minor offence
dating back three years,
reckless driving.
-Was anyone hurt? -I'll find out.
Er, Florence, er, what are you doing?
The Commissioner had the best chance
to poison Caroline's glass.
I don't think he did. but logically,
he needs to be up there.
She has a point, you know, Chief.
-Sir? -Er, yes?
Here's how Spinner's Rock crisis started.
Six months ago, a French tricolour
suddenly appeared on Spinner's Rock.
Now, Governor Bamber sent Andy Hammond
to remove it.
Soon afterwards, President Tromeur
announced the rock was French.
HUMPHREY: Have they got assault rifles?
Maybe she thought the French were going to invade.
Or maybe there's something on that rock
she really didn't want found.
Either way, handbags at 12
paces this is not.
Dwayne, J.P., I want you to visit
this Spinner's Rock.
Forget history. Something is going
on there right now.
-Yes, Chief. -Thank you.
-Sir? -Yes?
A text exchange on Caroline's phone
from a month ago.
Hmm.
Caroline to Lucy Preville,
"The French are reading our minds
on SR. How?
"Has someone been spiking your drinks?"
Lucy to Caroline, "How dare you?"
-SR must be Spinner's Rock. -Yes.
"The French are reading our minds. How?"
Caroline must be accusing Lucy of being indiscreet.
And look. Caroline then texts Lucy,
"Time for you to make a decision."
Decision? Interesting.
I think maybe we should go and see
what it was.
GUARD: (ON BULLHORN) Switch off your motor.
This is a prohibited zone.
Look, I wasn't expecting a red carpet or
a marching band
or anything like that, you know.
But they weren't exactly pleased to see us, were they?
-I think the Inspector was right.
-Hmm.
And they are worried about us finding something.
You better believe it.
And I reckon we'll find out exactly what it
is from up there.
Or we could start from here
and work our way up slowly if we don't find it.
Start from up there, I reckon.
J.P...
(EXCLAIMING IN FRENCH)
Ah! J.P.!
Why did Caroline think someone had been indiscreet
about Spinner's Rock?
President Tromeur was winning the PR war.
Caroline was convinced someone had
got hold of one of the various
strategy papers she'd drawn up.
So why was she blaming you?
She blamed all of us at some point.
Who did she think had been spiking your drinks?
I have no idea.
You smoke Cigane?
Yes.
You know, it's funny.
President Tromeur smokes this brand, doesn't he?
Does he?
Well, Ms Preville, what's going on?
Look, this has absolutely nothing to do
with your investigation.
If I'm honest, I think we should
probably decide that.
I lost my mother a year ago,
to illness. Francois was...
understanding. He'd lost his mother
about the same age.
He was generous
and vulnerable.
Oh, it took me by surprise, that side of him.
I began to see the whole arrogance thing was,
well, is sort of a shield.
And that's how it began.
Are you in love with him?
I don't have to answer that.
Who knew about your relationship?
Only Caroline.
It wasn't anyone else's business.
I briefed her about a year ago.
And she was okay with it?
It's not against Foreign Office rules
to have a French boyfriend.
HUMPHREY: But then Spinner's Rock happened.
Suddenly, Caroline saw your boyfriend
as the enemy.
Was that the decision she told you to make?
Francois or the Foreign Office?
If my boss had forced me to make that decision...
Nothing happened.
I told her I never discuss work
with Francois.
I said we tended to have other things on our mind.
-And she believed you? -LUCY: Of course.
Look, I have a great instinct in these things
and that instinct is telling me that
at the end of the day,
it's nothing but a rock!
But the Inspector's sure something is going on here.
Well, I'm going to have a little sit-down.
You probably want one, too, huh?
Hmm, or maybe it's not about what is on this rock
but where it is.
Maybe this rock is some sort of symbol.
-J.P.? -Hmm?
That's all very fascinating but you might want
to look over there.
What is that?
Caroline knew about your affair.
She never mentioned it.
I think she was threatening to tell your wife about it.
That was the real ultimatum she gave you
over Spinner's Rock.
That would have been no threat at all.
I guess that Sandrine is used to you straying,
affairs being part and parcel of a French marriage.
She probably wouldn't have
batted an eyelid.
Remind me, Sergeant Cassell,
do the French say une affaire or une liaison?
Une liaison.
Thanks.
I was with Lucy because I was scared.
Scared of what?
Getting old.
And the moment Caroline threatened to
tell Sandrine, I...
suddenly felt this terror.
At the thought of losing Sandrine,
of not having her in my life.
I finally understood what I had been risking.
For what?
Which is why you had to silence Caroline.
No, she was bluffing.
She would never have told Sandrine.
Caroline brought me to my senses.
I decided to end it with Lucy.
I was going to do it at the party,
but then...
Please, don't tell my wife about Lucy.
HUMPHREY: He's been selfish. She's been deluded.
They make quite the pair.
Was Francois Tromeur really going to
risk losing his wife
by calling Caroline's bluff? And even if he did,
we've still got the problem
of who wrote Caroline the letter
warning her her life was in danger,
and why? Ah. Any joy?
Well, Chief, either this
Spinner's Rock thing
really is all about history,
or it's got something to do with these.
HUMPHREY: Drill holes?
Into what looks like some kind of volcanic rock.
-You think they're looking for oil?
-Er...
This rock is the same as that rock.
-Erm, Dwayne, go get these to the lab.
-(COMPUTER BEEPS)
-Yes, Chief. -And then that'll
be all for today,
it's getting late.
-Dwayne. -Chief?
I've got a 94% match.
You're joking.
A girl has answered 94% of the questions
exactly the same as me.
It's a miracle.
I think this might be destiny.
-She's gorgeous. -HUMPHREY: Yes.
CATHERINE: So what's her name?
Er, well, she left that blank,
unfortunately.
Yeah, and further added to her mystique
by putting "Somewhere in the Caribbean"
for her location.
So when are you going to send your message?
Well, I was rather hoping that, er,
Dwayne would tell me that. Don't worry, Chief,
I know exactly what you should say.
-You ready? -Yes, erm, hit me with it.
Right. So based on my deep knowledge of women,
you know, how they work and, er,
what makes them tick and, you know,
so on, and what with you answering all
the questions the same
and everything like that, this is what you should write.
"Let's meet."
-That's it? -Mmm-hmm.
Isn't that a bit rude?
DWAYNE: Rude? Chief,
the fish is already on the hook.
All you have to do is reel it in.
(CLEARS THROAT) Right.
Good evening. (HORN HONKING)
You sure you don't want a lift, sir?
I'm fine, Florence, honestly. I...
I just fancy walking home tonight.
Okay, see you tomorrow.
Goodnight.
-Morning. -Er, morning, Chief.
So did you send your reply? Er, yes, Dwayne. In the end,
I decided to go with my own version,
I hope you don't mind.
Not at all. I went around the houses a bit
on a couple of things.
I finally sent it off about 4:00 a.m.
-4:00 a.m.? -Yes.
Can we hear it, sir?
(STAMMERING) Okay.
(CLEARS THROAT) "Dear Miss. "I was delighted
to be notified of our match.
"Here's hoping we can meet face-to-face soon.
"Best, Humphrey."
I spent a long time debating whether to put a kiss.
Ended up leaving it.
It's great, sir.
She'll definitely reply to that.
Good.
4:00 a.m. for that?
So President Tromeur,
Andy Hammond and Lucy Preville were the
only people anywhere near
Caroline Bamber's champagne glass
when we think the cyanide was added.
Apart from, of course, the Commissioner, Florence.
Now, we've learned
that Francois and Lucy were having an affair
and Caroline was using this to blackmail Francois.
She may also have been
pressing Lucy Preville
to end the relationship on security grounds.
However, neither motive can explain
how the cyanide jumped
from either of them into Caroline's glass
without the Commissioner noticing.
Sir, I looked into Ellery's reckless driving.
He collided head-on with a car being driven by
one of the directors
of a construction firm.
-Were they hurt? -J.P.: No, luckily.
But listen to this. A week earlier,
Ellery was found trespassing in the Club Caribbean
holiday camp.
-Club Caribbean. -Which was being built
by the same director's company,
Parrington Construction, at the time.
I think a friend of my brother's worked
on the Club Caribbean
building project.
-I could speak to him. -Hmm.
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Ah, the lab.
Well, the rock sample
you sent them
is something called ultramafic.
They are 98% confident it contains
emerald reserves.
Wow, emeralds.
That useless rock is actually one big gemstone?
So, Spinner's Rock isn't about history,
it's about a lot of money,
which begins to explain why Caroline Bamber
might've been killed over it.
Dwayne, J.P., get a warrant to search the whole
of Government House.
We need to find out exactly what our suspects knew
about the true value of Spinner's Rock.
Yes, Chief.
And I think I know just who to start with.
HUMPHREY: Can we have a word,
Mr Hammond,
in private?
Of course. Erm, thank you.
The emeralds on Spinner's Rock.
Slip your mind, did they?
I've got no idea what you're talking about.
So you don't know the rock is made
up of gemstone?
(SIGHS)
"They want to kill you before you go
because of June 10th."
We asked you if you knew what that meant,
you said you had no idea, you lied.
So what else have you lied about,
Mr Hammond?
(SIGHS)
All right. What I'm about to tell you
and show you
absolutely cannot be shared outside your investigation.
You have our word.
Just over six months ago, a British geologist
on a sailing holiday
happened to moor off Spinner's Rock.
He spotted that the rock might be emerald-bearing.
Fortunately, he was kind enough
to tell Caroline about it,
so she commissioned some discreet drilling.
How much of this is there?
We don't know exactly, but we're estimating
tens of millions of pounds' worth.
Soon afterwards, our geologists spotted
drill holes that weren't theirs.
Then one day,
the tricolour flag appeared on the rock.
Someone told the French about the emeralds.
Yeah, and now those canny frogs
are rewriting history
to try to claim Spinner's Rock for themselves.
Ah, no offence.
So who did tell the French about the emeralds?
We don't know.
Who knew about them?
Well, er,
apart from the geologists, Caroline, myself
and Lucy Preville.
Ellery Wallace?
Caroline shared everything with him.
But... (SIGHS)
I did wonder whether the leak wasn't Caroline herself.
Well, she was superb at the big picture
but sometimes she could be
a little careless.
Known to leave the odd memo
-lying around, you know. -(MOBILE RINGING)
It would only have taken one dishonest cleaner.
It's my brother's friend.
-Sir? -HUMPHREY: Yes?
We're in Ellery Wallace's office,
there's something you should see.
Thank you.
What is it?
It was hidden in the back of the drawer.
HUMPHREY: Lockdown Private Security hired
for the ongoing security of Spinner's Rock.
-That's me. -For how much?
From yesterday, in Caroline's office.
-So Caroline's room was bugged?
-(RECORDING CONTINUES)
Not just hers.
This thing allows you to listen in
on any room in Government House.
HUMPHREY: Ah, Florence.
So, my brother's friend had heard of Ellery Wallace.
It turns out the Club Caribbean
building site
went straight through Ellery's village.
Three years ago, soon after construction began,
a young girl crossing the road in the village
was killed by a Parrington
Construction truck. It was Ellery's daughter.
She was seven years old.
Apparently, Ellery's village had begged
the construction company
to use a different route for its trucks.
But they had insisted there was no alternative.
Gosh, that's awful.
So now we know why Ellery crashed
into that director's car.
He wanted revenge.
FLORENCE: And there's something else.
The person who awarded the building contract
to the construction company in the first place?
Caroline Bamber.
What?
Which begs the question, did Ellery Wallace know this?
Well, I think he's got a lot of explaining to do.
My old village had warned
Parrington Construction
that driving trucks past the school
was dangerous.
Telephone calls, letters, petitions.
Amber had her whole life ahead of her.
Was that the real reason you got a job
at Government House?
Yes.
Because you blame Caroline for her death?
-No. -HUMPHREY: Why not?
She was the one that gave the construction
company the contract.
Yes, but she wasn't the one insisting
on driving trucks down that road, was she?
I went to Government House 'cause I couldn't
bear the idea
of one more child being killed on that road.
How were you going to stop that happening?
I had heard Governor Bamber being interviewed.
She seemed like an understanding person.
I felt sure that if I could just
tell her about Amber,
she would do something.
So I got a job as a security guard
in Government House.
And then, once I felt like Caroline knew who I was,
I told her Amber's story.
She was horrified
and furious that no one had told her about it before.
And did she act?
I need to show you something.
This is where Amber was killed.
Listen.
No traffic.
Caroline built a new road.
It opened about eight months after I told her about Amber.
It bypasses the village, so now,
all the tourist coaches and service trucks
from Club Caribbean use that.
Caroline was a true friend.
When did Caroline promote you to her private secretary?
A few months later.
It was because of all this that she got to know me.
So Caroline helped protect your village,
she gave you a career hike.
So how come you ended up bugging her office
and the rest of Government House?
Because she asked me to.
What?
Caroline was convinced
that someone on her staff was leaking information
to the French.
About the emeralds?
Andy Hammond told us.
Yes, about the emeralds.
She asked me to fit microphones
to all the key rooms and listen in.
What did you discover from your, er, listening in?
Nothing.
I still have no idea who the leak was.
Can you prove that Caroline ordered you to do this?
No, but don't you think if I was spying on her,
I would have removed all the kit
from my office by now?
Wow, wha... Sir?
You have to listen to this.
It's from Caroline's office just before the party.
Ellery's just tying up loose ends
with Caroline.
ELLERY: One last thing before you go
to the party tonight, Governor.
That donation you wanted to give
to the orphanage chairman,
it's there on the desk for you to check.
CAROLINE: Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine.
Okay, now, listen to this.
CAROLINE: Yes, Lucy.
I need a word,
in private.
I'll be back in a minute to take you two
for your speech.
CAROLINE: What is it?
Don't send that report.
I told you, if you end it with Francois
before I get on the plane, I'll drop it.
You know I can't do that.
It's your choice. Then you leave me no choice.
Caroline wasn't the only one giving out an ultimatum.
So how was Lucy about to punish her?
So, have you heard back from the girl off
the dating site?
No, Miss 94% is resisting me so far.
It's early days.
Yes, but I am starting to wonder
if adding a kiss at the end might've been the way to go.
-Pull over. -What is it?
-Over there. -The girl from the Internet?
No. Look.
He was here last night.
What is he up to?
Let's follow him.
I'll get Dwayne and J.P. to join us.
He's not walking naturally.
No, he's nervous.
-Wasn't that... -Yes.
(MOUTHING)
Need a hand with that bag, Mr Hammond?
J.P.: He's gone, sir.
You appear to be following me,
Inspector.
I'd like to see inside that bag.
Sorry.
I trust you know enough diplomatic etiquette
not to insist.
Article 29 of the Vienna Convention
on Diplomatic Relations.
Do you really want chapter and verse?
-You're just letting him go? -Had to.
Can't stop and search a serving head
of government, J.P.
Caroline didn't leave out any memos
and there was no dishonest cleaner.
Spying for the French. Now, what on earth
made you do that?
Mr Hammond?
A few months ago, I interviewed
for Caroline's replacement.
Everybody on that panel knew I deserved the job.
Yet still they snubbed you.
Gave it to some Oxbridge tosser
who'd spent his career in Brussels.
Because I'm not up to it? No.
Because I went to a red-brick university
and because I speak my mind.
So you came up against a glass ceiling
and when you bumped your head
you wanted compensation.
Well, I knew how much the information
about the Spinner's Rock
emeralds was worth.
So you approached Francois,
who probably couldn't believe his luck.
How often have you been
giving him information?
Every couple of weeks.
We'd arrange swaps for whenever Francois
visited Government House for talks.
I was due to give him the latest information
at Caroline's leaving party.
-In the gents. -But once she died,
it was probably safer to use the streets
than a crime scene,
and that's what you were doing last night.
We were due to swap yesterday but Francois didn't turn up.
I think he was spooked after you visited
him yesterday.
So,
you were betraying your bosses,
your colleagues, your country.
You lied to us at every stage.
Well, I think there's one more thing
you haven't quite told us.
That Caroline had worked out that you were the leak.
That she was going to speak to your security
department in London
on her return, so you killed her.
No! I could never do that.
Not to Caroline.
Not to anyone.
Please, it wasn't me.
So he committed espionage
but did he also kill Caroline? Or was it Lucy,
backed into a corner about her feelings
for Francois Tromeur?
Well, whether it's Andy or Lucy,
we still need to establish who wrote that letter.
Hmm, yes. We keep coming
back to this letter.
Someone clearly wanted to save
the Governor's life, but who?
-(CLEARING THROAT) -Ah, sir.
Commissioner.
Ah, what a surprise, sir.
Is there, er, anything we can help you with?
Ah, mmm, ah... (CLEARS THROAT)
I hope you know, sir, that we would
never, ever question your integrity.
On the contrary,
my inclusion as a murder suspect
seems to indicate one or two serious
doubts on your part
over my version of events.
No, sir. No, not at all.
Detective Inspector,
I cannot vouch for what was done
to Governor Bamber's champagne glass
before or after my involvement,
but no one put poison in it
while it was within my sight.
Not even me.
Ah!
Gosh, you're right, sir.
You can't, can you?
Can't what?
COMMISSIONER: When she arrived,
she went straight into her speech.
I thought she seemed a bit nervous.
She wasn't nervous at all.
That doesn't answer the question of the letter.
FLORENCE: Someone definitely wanted her dead.
Sir, you have to listen to this.
Unless... But could be, could be!
Where's that guest list?
They weren't there.
You see? They weren't at the party.
That is very clever. That is very clever, indeed.
Dwayne!
We have to get this warning letter
over to the labs.
Immediately, Chief.
Caroline had a serious clear-out.
I wonder? I wonder.
Right.
This is it.
This is it!
The whole thing makes sense now.
Excellent.
HUMPHREY: Er...
Thank you all for joining me.
I'm a busy man, so if you could be
as brief as possible.
HUMPHREY: Not really my long suit,
being brief.
But then, seeing as I'm about to tell you
who killed Caroline Bamber...
You see, one of the things that puzzled me
most about this case
is just how was Caroline murdered?
We know that she died after drinking
a glass of champagne
laced with a fatal dose of cyanide.
But we also know that the bottle
that was used to pour out her glass
contained no poison.
In other words,
the cyanide must have been added
directly to her glass.
But how?
Well, thanks to the Commissioner here,
we were able to identify three people who
might have been able
to slip cyanide into the glass.
That is assuming we discount the Commissioner himself here.
-Which we do. -Indeed.
But in the end,
that is how the cyanide got into Caroline's glass.
It was added after the Commissioner
picked it up.
So who did poison Caroline's glass?
Well, before we answer that,
there is another question we need to consider.
Just who was it who sent the anonymous
letter to Caroline
warning her that her life was in danger?
It could only be someone 100% loyal to her.
Someone like you, Ellery.
It was you who sent the letter,
wasn't it?
You knew somebody was trying to kill Caroline?
He did. Ellery was often more aware
of what was going on in Government
House than anyone.
And Caroline's murder was no exception.
Which brings us to you three.
You all had motives to want Caroline dead.
Mr Hammond, you felt so snubbed at work
you were prepared to betray your own country.
HUMPHREY: While I think that Caroline
probably had her suspicions
about your betrayal,
you didn't kill her.
So was it President Tromeur?
We now know Caroline was blackmailing you.
But you didn't kill her, either.
So now we're all rather looking at you, Lucy.
After all,
you knew that if Caroline had made
your affair with Francois known,
your career at the Foreign Office
would be over.
That's why I tried to leave the party
that night.
I was going to write my resignation letter,
so I could be with Francois.
HUMPHREY: Don't worry.
I know you're also innocent.
But I would hold off writing that
resignation letter, though.
So this is all rather baffling,
isn't it?
The whole point of this case
is that right from the start, nothing has been
what it seems.
In particular,
the cyanide was the cyanide,
but it also wasn't.
Isn't that right, Ellery?
You killed Caroline Bamber.
I was in the kitchen the whole time.
Yes, I know. Clever, weren't you?
Getting a fatal dose of cyanide
into a glass you never went near,
I mean, that's some trick, isn't it?
But then as you well know,
that's not how she was killed.
So thank you for admitting you wrote this
letter just now.
Because we know that this letter
wasn't your attempt to save Caroline's life.
It is, in fact, the murder weapon.
FLORENCE: You wrote the letter.
You then put cyanide on the seal of the envelope.
But not too much.
You didn't want it to act too quickly.
HUMPHREY: And then, just before the party,
you used the trust that you had built up
with Caroline over the last two years...
And told her she had one last
task to perform.
In fact,
we even have a recording
of that exact moment.
ELLERY: One last thing before you go
to the party tonight, Governor.
That donation you wanted to give
to the orphanage chairman,
it's there on the desk for you to check.
And there we have it.
She didn't check the donation.
She did what any boss would do who trusted her
secretary implicitly.
FLORENCE: You knew the orphanage chairman
had cancelled earlier in the day
and that the envelope would therefore be found,
unopened, in Caroline's handbag.
It's there on the desk for you to check.
Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine.
HUMPHREY: She licked and sealed
the envelope, sight unseen.
Not knowing that at that very moment,
she was also sealing her fate.
And then,
well,
as with all cyanide poisonings,
the first thing she felt was a shortness of breath,
what Mr Hammond mistook for nervousness.
And then, as the cyanide began to move
through her bloodstream,
starving her heart and brain of oxygen,
you made sure you were nowhere near.
I'll, er, go and check on the canapes.
CAROLINE: Ah!
FLORENCE: Knowing that after she'd died,
no one would question you being the first
person on the scene.
HUMPHREY: Her trusted secretary.
But you had one last job to do,
and this part was truly inspired.
While everyone was looking at Caroline,
and after she was already dead,
only then did you put a lethal dose of
cyanide into her glass.
Knowing that we would presume it was this cyanide
that had poisoned her.
But that wasn't your only stroke of genius,
Ellery, was it?
Because it was also what you wrote in this letter.
You knew that when we opened it,
we would find apparent proof that Caroline's death
was connected to Spinner's Rock,
which it wasn't, I hasten to add.
But better than that, better than that,
you knew it would never occur to us
that we were holding the real murder weapon
here in our hands.
But why would Ellery, of all people,
want Caroline dead?
HUMPHREY: Exactly.
Caroline was Ellery's mentor, his guardian angel.
So something must have changed.
Something that meant she had to be killed now,
before she left the island.
Well, the day before Caroline's departure,
Ellery was helping her clear her office.
And when I looked among the old documents
that she had buried in the back of her cupboard,
I spotted this.
It was probably the Club Caribbean logo
that caught your eye, too, as it did mine.
This is a proposal
to build a new road for the Club Caribbean
holiday village.
It was written four years ago, 18 months before
your daughter died.
It was asking Caroline for her final approval.
This is what she wrote.
"With negligible fatalities likely
on the existing road,
"the cost of building a new road
"cannot be justified.
"Proposal rejected."
This is why your daughter died.
Because Caroline thought the odd casualty
too expensive to worry about.
This is what you learned
when you were helping her clear out her office that day.
Which is when you finally understood,
isn't it, Ellery?
Everything Caroline had told you
had been a lie.
Your promotion,
putting a new road to bypass your village, even,
it was all about her, her.
And her attempt to get rid of her guilt.
All because she knew she'd caused your
daughter's death.
HUMPHREY: In a way,
that road was the death of her,
too, wasn't it?
You know the last words she heard?
Negligible fatalities.
She knew exactly what I meant.
Well done, Inspector.
A team effort as always, sir.
Erm, I, er, wanted to say sorry for the, er, well,
awkwardness.
No awkwardness.
Just as long as you keep on catching your man.
She's replied.
Miss 94%, she's replied.
No way.
"The subscription for the individual
"you are trying to contact has lapsed."
What?
She's gone.
Oh, no. This can't be happening,
this can't be.
Please.
My perfect girl.
Ah, don't worry, Chief. It's not the end of the world.
You're right, Dwayne.
Well, I'm just going to have to
track her down.
-I don't follow. -Well, she lives
in the Caribbean.
If I look hard enough, visit enough islands,
I'm bound to find her eventually,
aren't I?
Eventually? Yes.
So,
are you going to help him track down this girl?
What? And go on a wild goose chase
around the Caribbean?
No, sir. Count me out.
I wish I'd never agreed to help him
in the first place.
I mean, what can you with a man
who falls in love with a percentage?
You know, I'm beginning to wonder
if Dwayne is the right wingman for me.
Really, Humphrey, why?
A slight clash of styles, perhaps.
CATHERINE: Hmm.
Maybe you're right.
So, Florence, do you think I should go on
a search for Miss 94%?
I suppose it would put off the day
when you had to actually speak
to a woman, sir.
Yes, I see. You think I'm hiding
behind a screen, so to speak.
Perhaps.
Right.
-Dwayne? -Chief?
I've decided something.
-Really? -Yes.
I've decided I'm not going to scour the Caribbean
for some tenuous Internet fantasy.
-No? -No. No more relying
on algorithms
to find the future Mrs Humphrey.
Er, the second.
I'm going to talk to some real, live women.
I'll be brave, confident and well, who knows,
maybe I'll somehow manage to bowl one of them over.
Crikey.
-Bottoms up! -Yes, aye!
J.P.: One of the models was found dead.
She appears to have been strangled.
Make a woman laugh and you're halfway there.
-Practise on Catherine. -Oh.
Try and make her smile.
HUMPHREY: ...time I played rugby
at school.
I did my best but all anyone could say was,
"Nice try."
Oh, it was kind of them.
These women have been traumatised.
They need handling gently.
J.P.: One of them could be our killer.
DWAYNE: You're right!
But what about the other two, eh?