**
[ Opening theme music playing ]
[ Seagulls crying ]
**
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
-How are you feeling, Peter?
Just...you weren't making much sense
when we found you on that hill.
We need you to explain what you were doing last night.
**
Can you tell us why you were in possession
of Ellen Quinn's body?
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
Were you planning to burn it?
Are you listening to me, Peter?
Do you understand how serious this is?
You stole a body...
the body of a murder victim.
Not only is that a crime
but the distress you've caused Ellen's family...
-It's wha-- It's what she would've wanted.
-Who? -Ellen.
-She wanted you to burn her body?
-It's better than rotting in a drawer.
-Well, it's a refrigerated drawer.
They only actually rot when you take them out.
-[ Sighs ]
-How would you know that it's what Ellen would've wanted?
-We were...bonded.
-Bonded?
-By our beliefs.
-And what are those beliefs?
-You wouldn't understand.
-Well, you need to help us understand, Peter,
because right now, it looks like you were trying
to destroy evidence of a crime.
-I didn't kill Ellen.
-When we found you on that hillside,
you were chanting something.
You said something like "Ryoya sinn."
Sounded Scandinavian.
What does that mean?
But what with the pyre, the dancing and the face paint,
I think it was Norse.
That what you believe in, Peter?
Do you worship the Viking gods?
Oh, come on, Peter.
There has to be some reasoning behind it.
Otherwise, you're just a half-naked freak
burning bodies on a hillside.
-It means..."cleanse her."
-Why did Ellen need to be cleansed?
-Because she was stained...with sin.
-What makes you think that?
-Because she told me she was.
-When did Ellen say this? -The last time I saw her.
-And when was that? -Months ago.
-Is that when you gave her this tattoo?
Hmm? Is that your doing?
It's the same design
that you have tattooed on your chest, Peter.
And it's the same design that's been painted on the dead sheep
that we've been finding recently.
-You should've let me finish.
Last night, you should've let me finish the ceremony.
Because of you, she'll...never be at peace.
**
-That guy's wired to the moon.
-Sane enough to deny killing her.
-Well, he stole her body and tried to burn it.
That is disposal right there.
-Easier ways to dispose of a body.
-Understood. Thanks. That was Alex.
He says Ayre's croft is like a "house of horrors."
Be a while before SOCOs get through it all.
-Alright, look, right now,
Peter Ayre is the prime suspect in Ellen's murder.
So, I want everyone focusing on that.
Billy, we know he left East Roe Kirk
around 9:00 p.m. that night.
He says he went straight home.
Look for anything to contradict that.
Oh, and can you chase the lab?
See if we can match him to that card we found
in Ellen's belongings? -Will do.
-Sandy, we're gonna need background.
Find out everything you can on him.
-And talk to Rosemary Strachan.
Ayre seems to think that he and Ellen
had some kind of deep connection.
See if she agrees.
-And, Lorna, can you get ahold of his social-work file?
I want to know who fostered him when he was here.
-Sure.
-I've just had Grace Bain on the phone,
demanding to know what's going on.
-Oh. -Might as well get it over with.
**
-Bloody incompetence, that's what it is!
Bad enough you couldn't tell us who killed her,
but then, to lose her body!
-We understand how distressing this must've been for you
and we're sorry.
But we have now retrieved Ellen's remains.
-[ Scoffs ]
-This guy, Peter Ayre. They're saying that he, er...
that he was trying to burn her?
-We got there before that happened.
-But why was he trying to do that?
-We're not sure, but Ayre does have some disturbing beliefs.
-Beliefs that he claims Ellen shared.
-Did Ellen ever mention him?
-I don't even know who he is.
-He's a friend of her brother!
-Look, if Ellen was close to him,
we would've known about it.
-Not necessarily.
She was close to Tom Knox, and you didn't know about that.
-Ta, that's a lie. -No.
Ellen and Tom were friends. She helped him care for his mum.
-Look, whoever this guy is, Ellen never mentioned him.
And she sure as hell didn't have any disturbing beliefs, okay?
She was just...a normal kid.
[ Mobile beeps ]
-Can you give us a sec? -Sure.
-Is it true? That Ellen and Tom were friends?
-Is that an issue for you? -No. No...
I just don't understand why she wouldn't tell me about him.
-Everyone has their secrets.
-Stella...
-What was that about?
-Nothing.
I need to tell you something.
**
-Thanks.
-Everyone at the hospital's
talking about Ellen's body going missing.
-You work there?
-Well, I wasn't on shift the other night,
but I heard about her going missing.
-Well, we managed to retrieve her.
-Where was she?
-In the possession of a man called Peter Ayre.
Either of you know him?
-Is he older? Like bald with a beard?
-That's right. -Yeah, sounds like that guy.
The one that turned up to all the parties.
-What parties are these?
-Staney Hill.
A bunch of us used to go up there last summer and hang out.
-And Peter Ayre hung out, too?
-Sometimes.
-Did you ever see him with Ellen?
-No. Don't think so.
[ Mobile vibrates ]
-Sorry.
Alex?
-Might've have found something interesting.
**
-Why didn't you tell me about this?
-I didn't know if it was a thing.
-Your sister-in-law in contact with our victim
on the day she died.
You didn't know if it was a "thing"?
-I didn't -- I wasn't sure.
-Did you talk to her about it?
-Yeah, I might have had a chat with her, yes.
-And what did she say? -She denied seeing Ellen.
-Well...so, then, why run the background check?
-[ Sighs ]
-Because you think she lied.
-I went over this with Ruth. I didn't know Ellen.
I just spoke to her a few times at Langbank.
-You didn't see her after that time?
-No.
-What about the day she died? -[ Scoffs ]
This is about the cigarettes, isn't it?
They're just fags.
I get them cheap off a parishioner,
and I'm not his only client.
He sells to lots of people.
So, why don't you ask them if they saw Ellen?
-Because they're not connected to Ellen's flatmate in London.
We ran a background check on you, Amma.
Between 2016 and 2018,
you stayed in a flat in Ealing with Kirsty Bell.
Kirsty Bell was with Ellen the night Philip Remis was murdered.
Now, you have a connection to Ellen through Kirsty Bell,
and you never said a word about it.
-She said she wanted to leave Shetland.
Had her heart set on London.
She said she needed somewhere to stay.
-So, you sent her to Kirsty Bell?
-No. Me and Kirsty used to be friends.
And, yeah, she was a bit wild, but she wasn't a criminal.
Not when I knew her, anyway.
-Well, it sounds like Kirsty's changed.
-Look, I promise you,
I had no idea about the stuff she was getting up to.
It wasn't until Ellen told me...
-When did Ellen tell you?
-[ Sighs ]
-Was it the day she died?
-Nah, you're way off base here.
-You don't think it's strange that she didn't mention
knowing Ellen?
-Amma does classes all over the island.
She meets lots of people. -How well do you know her?
-Oh, come on! She's my wife. -You've been married, what?
Four years? What about before that?
Did she tell you about her life? -Yeah, of course, she did.
-Right, so, you know who Kirsty Bell is, then?
-Look, Amma is entitled to her past.
We all are.
There's no way she's wrapped up in this, though.
-Ellen called.
I drove down to Nibon and there she was.
Hiding in a cottage with a bag full of money.
-Did she tell you how she got it?
-She did. She wanted me to try
and get it back to whoever it belonged to.
Said they were after her.
-So, what did you do?
-You have to understand, um...
my life before I met Alan...
**
I was in a bad way.
I don't know what would've happened if I hadn't met him.
I mean...I never dreamed
that I'd end up with a life like this.
-So, you refused to help her?
-I told her to go to you guys. Or at least, her family.
Even told her to go to Sadat.
-Azir Sadat?
-Well, he was her counsellor at Langbank.
They seemed to get on.
But if I knew what was going to happen...
...I swear, I would have done something.
Helped.
She was just...
-Too much trouble?
-[ Sighs ]
-The bit I don't get
is why you didn't come to us after she was killed?
-I didn't want to spoil it.
-Spoil what?
-What I have here.
[ Door closes ]
-Well?
**
-So, what did she say?
-You were all set to go.
You told me you wanted to stay on and help.
-I did want to help. -Really?
Are you sure it wasn't
because you wanted to protect your family?
-I didn't think that... -Yes, you did!
Yes, you did, because you ran that background check
through your own team and not through us.
-You're right.
Sorry.
-If there's anything else you're not telling me,
I need to know now.
-There's nothing.
[ Mobile chimes ]
-Cora has the Path report.
-So, what do you think?
-What do I think?
I think you two have lost your fucking minds.
-It's a chance to make serious cash.
-He's already got serious cash.
-Uh-huh. But we could make a lot more.
-[ Scoffs ]
I don't know what he's been telling you about us,
but we're small fish and there's a reason for that.
It keeps us under the radar.
-So, we make it a one-off deal.
You buy one big batch, sell them off quick,
we'll split the profit. -Sell 'em off to who, Bobby?
We're not exactly overrun with customers.
-So, find new customers. -From where?
-I don't know. You two are the experts.
-No, we're not, and that's my point.
And since when were you into this anyway?
This is hardly your game, Bobby.
-Always looking for an opportunity.
-Well, you need to look elsewhere.
**
-I can tell you Ellen Quinn suffered manual strangulation,
as evidenced by a broken hyoid bone.
But the cause of death was cardiac arrest,
which was probably induced by the strangulation.
-She was only 23.
-Ah, she was also having the life choked out of her.
That puts a strain on the heart.
That, her lifestyle, and whatever else
she went through that night would've contributed.
-What about forensics?
-Well, fibres we found in her hair
turned out to be wool and polyester mix.
-Well, that narrows it down.
-The colour was sage, if it helps.
-Okay. Thanks, Cora.
-We've got a problem.
I started going through Ayre's phone
for the night of the murder.
It was hooked up to the home Wi-Fi all night.
-Jeez. That place has Wi-Fi? -Doesn't mean he didn't go out.
He could've left his phone at home.
-The web history shows that he bought stuff online.
Plumbing parts, mostly.
-You're saying it wasn't him? -[ Sighs ]
Can't see how he can be in two places at once.
-What if he had an accomplice?
Found this in Ayre's back room.
It's full of letters, going back years
and all from the same person.
-Who?
-Someone who signs off like this.
-This is like fan mail.
The person who wrote these is in awe of Ayre.
"I've been trying every day to think like you,
to see things like you do, to see the world as it is."
-"Yesterday, I took a lamb the way you taught me.
It was hard to keep it still as I cut it."
-Looks like Ayre has a disciple.
-Billy, did we hear back from the lab
about Ellen's birthday card?
-Yeah, they found his prints on it.
-So, these could be from her, then?
-No. The writing's far too neat. -These go back a long way.
Maybe it's someone he met in Aberdeen?
-Except, they've all Shetland postmarks.
-All of them?
-Looks like it.
-It's someone from the isles.
**
-I'm Stella.
I'm Ellen's mum.
**
[ Faucet squeaks, water pours ]
-I'm sorry about the mess.
-No. No. Um, don't worry.
[ Clears throat ]
I hear your mum's not well.
-She's a wee bit better.
Look, I had nothing to do with what happened to Ellen.
The police... -I know. It's okay. I know.
So, you and Ellen were pals?
-Like to think we were.
-And she used to come round here?
-Couple of times a week.
-What did yous do?
-We'd just sit in...talk.
Watch YouTube.
Just hung out.
-And your mum didn't mind?
-Why would she mind?
-Because Ellen was a Bain.
-Mum didn't blame Ellen for any of that.
She loved it when Ellen came round.
They'd sit and talk while they knitted.
-[ Laughs ]
Sorry, what? Ellen knitted?
-Aye. Mum taught her.
Well, she tried to anyway.
Um, Ellen was terrible at it.
It's supposed to be a scarf.
It's not bad for a first try.
**
-[ Sniffles ]
[ Crying ]
**
-You can keep it if you want.
-[ Sighs ] Thank you.
**
-If he's not gonna tell us,
we need to identify who wrote them.
This could be Ellen's killer.
So, come on, who is Ayre close to?
-Far as I can tell, the only person
he has any kind of contact with is the Reverend Calder.
-Well, I think we can rule out my brother.
He's very much a one-god guy. -One thing.
Ayre's only been living here for a year.
If these letters go back a decade, then...
-Well, what about when he was fostered?
-Yeah, he could've started a friendship
when he was a teenager and then carried it on
after he went back to the mainland.
-And picked it up when he returned.
-Yeah, exactly.
Lorna, did you manage to find out who fostered him
when he was in Shetland?
-Yeah, so, he was placed with Nancy Faulds
from July 2006 to March 2007.
Before then, he had been back to Aberdeen.
-Have you spoken to Nancy? -She passed away two years ago.
-[ Sighs ]
Okay, just see if you can get any info
on Peter from that time.
-Hospital sent through a list of the staff
whose passes were used on the night Ellen's body was taken.
-Sandy? Liam Kenmuir.
He's Rosemary Strachan's boyfriend, right?
-Yes. -And he works at the hospital?
-Yeah, but he wasn't on shift that night.
-So, how come his pass was used?
**
-I don't understand.
-According to the hospital security logs,
your pass was used on the night Ellen's body was taken.
-But you told DC Wilson that you weren't working that night.
-I wasn't. -So, who used the pass, Liam?
-I...think I might've lost it.
-You think? -Aye.
Um, a couple of days ago.
I think I dropped it in town somewhere.
-Right. So, if you dropped it in the street,
anybody could've picked it up?
-I guess so. -Peter Ayre, maybe?
-Well, I don't know about that, but I suppose he could have.
-Hmm. -Do you know Peter Ayre?
-No. Like I told your colleague,
he used to hang about the raves a bit.
-Ever talk to him? -No.
No, I stayed well clear.
-Do you mind me asking how old you are?
-I'm 27.
-And you grew up on the isles?
-My family moved here when I was 3.
-Okay, well, thanks for your time.
[ Door opens, closes ]
-Yeah, that boy's not a good liar.
-I'll call the SOCOs.
See if they can find his pass at Ayre's croft.
[ Mobile chimes ] -We'll need to do a background.
See if we can link him to Peter Ayre
around the time Peter was in the foster home.
-Oh, shit! I've got to go.
It's date night. -Lucky for some!
-Are you all right to get back? -Sure.
[ Seagulls calling ]
[ Cows low ]
**
-He's not taking it.
-Ah, sure, look, he'll get the hang of it.
Hey. There you are.
Where have you been?
-Just went for a drive.
[ Lamb bleats ]
He's really coming on, Rory.
-I called him Che.
After Che Adams.
-So, your mum wants us all up for dinner.
-Let's just eat us three tonight.
-You sure?
I kind of got the feeling she wasn't giving us an option.
-We need to spend some time together.
**
-It's me. Can we meet?
**
When I said, "Let's meet,"
I was kind of thinking somewhere like the pub.
-I thought you'd like it.
A chance to revisit our misspent youth.
Speaking of which...
-That's not why I'm here.
I need to ask you something.
Something about my dad.
-Okay.
-After I left, was there any talk of my dad
and...someone else?
-Someone else? -Like a relationship.
-Well, I mean, it wasn't exactly a secret about him
and Jean Ferguson.
-No, not Jean. Someone else.
-Like who?
-Stella Quinn. -Stella Quinn?
-Or Stella Bain, as she was at the time.
-Are you serious? She's our age.
-Younger.
-Never heard anything like that.
-Are you sure?
-Well, it's not like I kept tabs on your dad after you went,
but, no, doesn't sound like him.
You used to love it here.
Talked about building a house on the hill back there.
You wanted a bedroom at the front
so that every morning you woke up, you could see the sea.
-How do you even remember that?
-Cos you made it sound great.
-[ Scoffs ]
-I often wondered if there was a place for me in that house.
-There was.
Doubt I'd get planning permission now anyway, so...
-If it's what you want, there's a boy on the council
who owes me a favour. I could put in a word.
-Sorry.
I need to go.
-Okay.
-Better than the last! -Well, I don't see why
your abilities with sugar, butter and flour
would make you a desirable party guest.
-You're an arsehole.
-Aye, an arsehole who's invited to Ken's party.
-Okay.
It's a work-free zone, remember?
We can talk about anything but. -Okay.
[ Switches TV off ] Sorry.
How was your day?
-It was good.
I, um, did a bit of work in the morning.
Called my mum.
Yeah, she's thinking of coming up again, which is nice.
Then picked up Lou.
Saw Farida at the nursery. She seemed good.
-She's married to Azir Sadat?
-The shrink, aye.
Yeah, they're the ones that lost the kid.
-Yeah.
-You met them? -No.
Sandy interviewed him about Ellen Quinn.
-Oh, cos she cleaned for them?
-What?
-Ellen used to be the Sadats' cleaner.
-Are you sure?
-That's what Farida said.
-Just give me a minute. -What?
Eh? To--
Okay.
-Billy? I'm gonna need Azir Sadat
at the station first thing in the morning.
**
[ Knock at door ]
**
-Amma told me everything.
**
I don't understand.
It's bad enough that she didn't help the girl,
but why didn't she just say something afterwards?
-I'm sure she had her reasons.
-She said she was protecting me, yeah.
-Let me get you a glass for that.
Look, it's not unusual for folk
not to come forward in cases like this.
Murder scares people.
They worry about getting involved,
and if they do have something they don't want getting out,
then they just tend to stay quiet.
I mean, I'm not saying Amma was right.
But maybe cut her some...
-What's all this? -Er, nothing.
-Why's Dad's photo next to theirs?
-No reason.
-What's going on, Ruth?
-I told you. It's nothing. -I don't believe you.
-Oh, Alan, just leave it! -No, come on.
You've already taken a wrecking ball to my marriage,
what else have you got for me?
-[ Sighs ]
Alright.
Dad and Stella Quinn.
-Okay.
Um, what about 'em?
-Well...[ Scoffs ]
-I d-- You can't be serious.
Have you -- Have you lost your mind?
-I have it from a reliable source.
-Who? -Doesn't matter.
-Well, they're lying. Look, they're lying.
I know Dad, and he wouldn't do this.
-Well, maybe you're not the best judge of character, Alan.
-Wait a minute. Are you throwing Amma at me?
-I'm throwing Peter Ayre at you.
The guy that you said was a hero.
The guy that was about to put Ellen Quinn's body
on a funeral pyre last night?
Och, I'm just saying that you're maybe a bit too quick
to see the good in people.
-Now, why are you trying to ruin him?
-I'm just trying to find the truth.
-No, you're trying to hurt Dad.
-Dad's dead, Alan. I can't hurt him.
-His memory! -Ohhh!
-Trying to destroy him because you...
you never forgave him for the fact that he never liked you.
And why would he?
I mean, why would he? You were a nightmare.
I hated living in that house with you.
See the day that you left,
that was the day that we started living.
**
-Think you should go.
-Aye, I think I probably should.
[ Door slams ]
-[ Breathes deeply ]
**
[ Sighs ]
**
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-Thank you. I appreciate it.
-Everything alright? -Yeah. Fine.
Just something we needed the lab to take a quick look at.
-I'm not sure how much more I can tell you.
As I explained to DC Wilson, Ellen wasn't with us long.
-But you treated her?
-Well, we had a few conversations.
-Oh. Amma says you were close.
-Amma? -Amma Calder.
She runs yoga classes at Langbank.
She said that you and Ellen had a more established connection.
-Er... -Plus, Ellen cleaned for you.
-For -- for a short time, yes.
Erm, she filled in for her cousin for a few weeks.
-Heather Bain?
-That's right. Heather's our regular cleaner.
But she was on holiday. -Oh, when was this?
-Sometime last year, I think.
-Was it not a bit weird
treating someone that you knew outside of work?
-Well, err, it's not ideal.
But it's hard to avoid conflicts of interest on Shetland.
It's a small place. -[ Laughs ] Yeah.
Um, Dr. Sadat, we have a witness who says
Ellen told him that she was stained with sin.
I just wondered if she had discussed that with you.
-Not that I recall, no.
-Tosh?
-Excuse me.
You all right?
-I did some digging on Liam Kenmuir.
Seems he grew up in Hillside before moving to Lerwick.
-And?
-Well, his house was less than a mile away
from Ayre's foster home.
Hillside is a small place.
If Ayre and Kenmuir were there at the same time,
they'd have known each other.
[ Bleating, snorting ]
**
-Where did you get to yesterday?
-I went to see someone.
-Nice you've got time to go visiting
when there's work to be done.
-It was Tom Knox.
-What did you do that for? -I don't know.
I guess I just wanted to spend some time with Ellen's friends.
I think we should give it back.
-Give what back?
-The farm. The land. To the Knoxes.
-Have you lost your mind? -Why would we do that?
-Because it's the right thing.
-Your father bought that farm fair and square.
-No. No. Not fair and square.
He cheated them and everyone knows it.
-Your father was not a cheat!
-Yes, yes, he was.
Okay, I loved him, but the truth was you couldn't trust him.
-Now, listen to me.
You've lost a child.
You're grieving and you're angry,
so I'm willing to let this go.
But don't you dare malign your father in front of me again.
-Why not?! You did it enough when he was alive!
-Stella... -It's true!
She used to run him down all the time.
You know, she's probably the reason
why he screwed the Knoxes over!
Because no matter how much he gave her,
it was never enough.
**
-Stella! What the hell was that for?
-I want the Knoxes repaid.
-Even if we wanted to,
we're not in a position to give them it back.
-It's what Ellen would've wanted.
**
-Well, if you hear from him, you just let us know.
-Okay. Yeah. Alright. Thanks.
That was Grant.
The search team at Ayre's cottage
just found Kenmuir's hospital pass.
-Where is he? -No idea.
He's not at the hospital and he's switched his phone off.
-The girlfriend? -Trying to contact her.
-We need to find him.
**
-You ever hear any rumours about Stella Bain?
-What kind of rumours? -I don't know. Gossip.
-You don't think I've got better things to do
than listen to gossip?
-So, that's a no, then? -No.
Why are you asking, anyway?
-Just something Ruth mentioned.
-The sooner that lassie goes, the better.
-Why?
-Cos she's got you wandering about like a fart in a trance.
[ Mobile rings ]
-Hello? -It's Cal.
Been thinking about your idea. Is it all right if I come up?
-Sure.
I'll be here.
-Talk to his friends, his workmates,
anyone who knows this guy.
We need him in custody as soon as possible.
-What about the girlfriend?
-Her manager says she's changing over a number of cottages today.
-Well, presumably, she has a phone.
-She's currently out of range. -[ Groans ]
If Kenmuir thinks we're on to him,
he might try and get off the isles.
-I've called the ferry terminal and the airport.
They're on the lookout.
So, that just leaves 500 square miles to search,
and if he's lying low, we might never find him.
-Unless we speak to his mentor.
-Where's Liam Kenmuir? -I don't know who that is.
-'Course you do! He's your little sidekick.
The one who's been bumming you up with all those love letters.
-He lived in Hillside, same time as you, back in 2006.
You two were practically neighbours.
-And you used his hospital pass to get access to the mortuary.
-Search team found it at your croft.
-So, we thought you might have a pretty good idea
of where he's hiding out.
-Why should I tell you? -I don't know, Peter.
Maybe you want to do the one thing to prove to us
you're not completely off your head.
-What if he killed Ellen?
And what if he did it for you?
-That's not my responsibility. -No, but Ellen was.
And you said yourself, you two were bonded.
What you did the other night, that was an act of devotion.
Don't you want to help us catch the person who took her away?
[ Knock at door ]
-Oh.
-What?
-Patrol spotted Kenmuir's motorbike
outside the cottage at Nibon.
-Have they approached him? -They're waiting for you.
-There he is, Bobby Escobar.
-Keep your voice down.
What's the deal, then?
-Patience. How about a drink first?
-Oh, haven't got time for that.
-Well, make time, Bobby. Cos I'm not going into business
with a man who won't share a drink with me.
I'm not saying we couldn't work together,
but if I'm being honest,
I'm still not sure of your motives.
-Money is my motive.
-You can't be doing that badly, Bobby.
This isn't exactly a smallholding.
-The farm's in trouble.
-How bad?
-We could lose it.
If the bank had their way, we'd be gone already.
-What's the family saying about it?
-Ah, they don't know.
Christ knows how I'm gonna tell them.
That's why I need this, Cal.
-Why did you take this place on?
-What do you mean? -Well, back in school,
you were 10 foot smarter than everyone else.
Proper Horace Broon.
I always thought you were gonna go off to uni or something.
-Aye, well... that was the plan.
-So, what happened?
-My dad died.
-And you played the dutiful son, aye?
-I was happy to.
I was proud to, but, er...
I don't know. I look back now and...
I think maybe that was the start.
-Of what?
-Everything going to shit.
-Sounds like you need cheering up.
-I'm too old for that crap.
-Bobby, you're looking to blow 10 grand on this crap.
You might want try the product before you commit.
-[ Sighs, laughs ]
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-Liam!
Shetland Police. Open up!
[ Knocking, door knob rattles ]
Liam!
-Don't fucking move!
[ Grunts ]
Liam Kenmuir, I'm arresting you on suspicion of your involvement
in the murder of... Shit! Tosh!
I don't have the power to read him his rights!
-You've got it all wrong.
-We know you were friends with Peter Ayre.
-I wasn't. -You've known him for years.
-No, that's not true.
Alright. He used to stay near me in Hillside,
but only for a short time, and that was years ago!
I didn't even know who he was until he came back to Shetland.
-What about your pass?
You gave it to Ayre to access the mortuary.
-I didn't give it to him.
-Oh, no, that's right. You dropped it in the street
and he just happened to pick it up.
-No!
I know what this looks like, but it wasn't me.
I was just trying... -Trying what?!
[ Door opens, closes ]
**
-Found a freshly killed sheep carcass
about a mile from the cottage.
Its throat had been cut. -Do we know why she did it?
-Some kind of homage to Ayre?
-Did the boyfriend know? -Not the full extent of it.
Said he knew Ayre had some kind of hold on her
that went back years.
-Wasn't till he found out about the hospital pass
that he realised that she'd helped him steal the body.
-What the hell is this? -[ Sighs ]
Let's go and find out.
-[ Sighs ]
-We're struggling here, Rosemary.
You seem like a smart girl.
How on earth did you get wrapped up with a man like Peter Ayre?
And this.
Six defenceless animals butchered,
and for what?
Sacrifice?
You just don't seem like the type.
-Hmm.
Well, it's always the quiet ones.
-How would you describe your relationship with Peter Ayre?
-I...suppose we're...friends.
-How long had you been friends?
-Since he first came to Shetland.
-So, that was...2006?
-Yeah. -So -- So you were 8.
And he was 16.
That's a big gap at that age.
What was it that made you want to be friends with him?
-Because he noticed me.
-Alright.
So, you were lonely,
and you found yourself a pal.
But how did you go from that to this?
-Well, Peter was already into this stuff before I met him.
He used to talk about the Viking gods.
Act out the stories.
-Was that all he did?
-Well, sometimes, he'd make up ceremonies for us.
You know, like, build altars and stuff.
-And you didn't think that was strange?
-No, I was just happy he let me join in.
-How would you describe Peter and Ellen's relationship?
-There wasn't one.
-Well, there was, according to Peter.
He says they shared a special bond.
-The thing about Peter is, is that...he's smart,
yeah, but he's got an ego.
It gets in the way. He misses things about folk.
-What did he miss about Ellen? -That she was a fake.
**
-This doesn't look fake to me.
-Yeah, she was plastered when she got it.
-You were there?
-Hmm. It was at Peter's place.
After one of the parties at Staney Hill.
[ Clears throat ]
Ellen had been on a bender for a few days
when she turned up at the party.
She was in a state.
Anyway, your lot turned up and broke it up early.
Ellen latched on to Peter.
Peter invited her back to the croft...
-And then what happened?
-More drink. More drugs.
Peter doing his whole Yggdrasil spiel.
Then, at some point, Ellen asked for that.
-Peter says Ellen told him
that she was stained with sin that night.
-It was guilt. -What?
-She said she felt guilty.
-What about? -No idea.
-And when was this?
-Last autumn. September maybe.
-What happened after that night?
-Nothing.
-Peter never tried to contact Ellen?
-He never gave her a second thought.
-You see...
I don't think that's true.
I think Peter thought about Ellen quite a lot.
I mean, the effort that he went to
to give her that funeral, that was an act of love.
Would he do that for you?
-I didn't kill Ellen.
-But you would for Peter.
You already had.
-I didn't do that for Peter.
I did that for me.
**
I enjoy it.
**
[ Rock music playing ]
-Marie Hunter?!
-Aye. Me and Marie had a thing!
-[ Laughing ]
What about, er, Kirsty Gunn?
-Oh, no. No, no, no. That was nothing.
Did see her sister for a few months.
What about, er...Jane...
[ Snaps fingers ] -Beaton?
-Beaton! -Aye. Nearly got engaged.
-What happened?
-Didn't fancy the farm life.
What about you and Calder? Eh?
You were thick as thieves back in the day.
Like, er, Bonnie and Clyde or something.
-Aye. Missed my chance there.
What about Stella? -What about her?
-Well, she must've had some exes.
-No. No, Stella's a one-man woman.
-That's not what I heard.
-What did you hear?
-Well, I heard there was a wee bit of scandal, before Kieran.
Someone that should've known better.
A man of the cloth, maybe.
-I think you should go.
-I don't know what's more disturbing.
I mean, Peter Ayre's delusional,
but she makes it all sound so...ordinary.
-There's nothing ordinary about going about killing sheep.
-Question is, did she kill Ellen?
What you looking at?
-Rosemary says the party got broken up.
This is the incident report.
It's dated the 19th of September.
-And...? -If they're telling the truth,
then something happened to Ellen around then
that made her feel guilty.
-Might not mean anything. -No.
But we know this is when Ellen went off the rails.
A week later, she was admitted to Langbank.
-Maybe. I'm getting a tea. Do you want one?
-Oh, no. No, thanks, I'm fine.
[ Telephone rings ]
Temporary DI McIntosh.
DI Calder's not at her desk at the moment.
Can I take a message?
[ Engine sputtering ]
-Keeps doing this.
-Sounds like your starter.
Open the bonnet.
[ Clunking, clanking ]
Now, try that.
[ Engine starts ]
-You've got magic fingers.
**
-What's wrong?
-Your lab results came back.
Do you mind telling me why you ran a DNA comparison
on Ellen Quinn? -I can't.
-Why not?
Is it because it's personal?
DI Calder, I want to thank you for your work
over this past week... -Tosh!
-...but we no longer require your assistance
on this investigation.
It's time for you to go home.
**
It wasn't a match, by the way.
**
-[ Sighs ]
[ Mobile ringing ]
**
-Hey, it's me.
Just been up to see Bobby Bain.
Definitely something going on there.
Call me back.
[ Rock music playing on radio ]
[ Song fades ]
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[ Shower running ]
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[ Closing theme music playing ]
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