OK, chest up.
Soft knees, everybody.
Remember your frame. Think elegance.
Nice extension. Good.
You need a bit more drive from the standing foot.
Nice control, though.
Still arms!
We're dancing the waltz, remember, not directing traffic!
DANCERS GASP
Camomile with a spot of honey for your nerves.
Thank you.
Poor Brian! The sight of him lying there!
One minute, he's up a ladder with glitter balls, the next... Oh!
And this is all part of the curse?
There is no curse. It's social media trolls.
Helped along by the Stratford Star.
Stella and Desmond Lucas - they also taught at the school,
died last month on their way to judge a ballroom competition.
It's hardly the greatest advert.
And all three were business partners?
Yes. There's only half of us left now in the tontine.
Sorry, the ton-what?
That's how we started, as a tontine -
three dance couples, we all invested.
Of course, we've expanded since then -
we own quite a few schools now.
I'm so sorry, I've no idea what a ton...tine is.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
If you'll allow me.
A TON-tine or ton-TINE is
a legal agreement by which participants invest equally to buy,
own or build something,
and that something is then jointly owned.
As the participants die off, their shares are...
..shared, as it were.
Because shares can't be passed on or inherited,
the last person alive gets everything.
It's essentially a mortality lottery, isn't it?
Wow! That was impressive, wasn't it?
No, it wasn't - he's reading it off his phone.
Ha-ha!
Mr Hathaway, students are cancelling.
Numbers are down by 60%. We need help.
I don't know what we can do. I can't do anything about trollies.
Trolls. Yeah, them.
But you can confirm that it's nonsense,
there is no curse. The school is perfectly safe.
I need people to know that.
I've always fancied trying ballroom dancing, actually.
Cos it's just so glamorous, isn't it?
With all the make-up
and the hair and the sequins and the heels!
And that's just the men.
Well, you'd be a natural. You have lovely posture.
Do I? Oh, thank you!
So have you!
I can no other answer make
but thanks and thanks and ever thanks.
So, Mr Hathaway...
Mm. ..can you help us?
Let's get some details from you. HE CHUCKLES
Come on, take some notes.
Right, what's our plan of action? We haven't got one.
What? It's just social media guff, isn't it?
It'll go away.
Besides, we can't deny something that doesn't exist, can we?
Can't we?
Course not,
cos that would be a negative denying another negative,
which is a double negative. See, you just can't.
So what are you saying?
That we just cash the cheque and do nothing?
No, we get hold of the coroner's report,
confirm accidental death in both cases, and then we cash her cheque.
Please, Frank, can't we just go down there,
have a look at the dresses, see what's going on?
I am not setting foot in
a building where they wear gold lame and do the foxtrot.
I hate fleckles! Oh!
Pleeaassee! Mm!
OK, how about this? I ring Beattie
and tell her we'll send over our best undercover man.
Oh, yes, good idea! Sebastian? Yes?
How do you fancy a day... Two days.
..two days in the dance studios? Have a little mooch around.
You can't just mooch about aimlessly, he needs to...
Oh, heaven forfend! That would be Mooch Ado About Nothing!
HE CHUCKLES
Never mind.
And your undercover name is?
Anton.
And you're ready to join the school?
Just you try and stop me.
Good! You'll enjoy it.
We're a pretty friendly bunch here, really, like one big family.
This is where you register.
Beattie?
Tania will take you through the form. I'll leave you to it.
It isn't up to you, Tania!
Oh, yes, it is!
You are not dancing with my son in Blackpool.
We're in the semifinals. We're the favourites to win. Tell her, Toby!
My son needs a proper partner.
We're going to Blackpool, Tania. We will partner in
the semifinals, whether you like it or not.
He's dancing with Svetlana, aren't you, Toby?
Since when?
Since I realised her pasodoble is better than yours.
You're not holding my son back.
Toby, is this true?
It's... It's done!
How dare you interfere!
How dare you think you can match my son!
You have no natural talent, Olivia!
You've about as much grace as a giraffe on roller-skates,
and your waltz is like a stuffed wardrobe.
I'll pop back later.
Yes!
You're very agile. Oh, dear God!
Samba is all about being confident, bold.
So flirt, flirt, flirt! Grab your partner's attention,
feel the heat from their moves. Let them feel your heat.
Ooh, that is quite a lot of heat!
You're supposed to dance with untamed passion,
not stagger like an ironing board.
Hips! Where are your hips?
Here?
What the hell is this?
It's my sexy hip action.
You're completely knock-kneed!
What?
I did a whole dance module at Rada...rather, a prestigious
Australian Academy, and nobody ever mentioned THAT.
You want to get your money back.
Right! Well done, everybody. Well done!
I will see you all here tomorrow.
Hi.
Sorry about earlier.
Don't let it put you off joining. I'm Toby.
I help out with demonstrations. They call me Mr Rumba.
Or Mr Philkes, which is actually my real name.
Anton.
Good dance name. Welcome. It's good to have some young blood.
So...
All the women, eh?
That's why you're here, is it? For the women?
I can honestly say it's not.
I seduced my girlfriend through the rumba.
Oh? Oh, you don't need to show me. Wow!
It's not called the dance of love...
HE CLICKS HIS FINGERS ..for nothing.
Toby!
Something wicked this way comes.
I made your sandwiches. It's your favourite cheese.
And home-made pickle. And I made you some biscuits.
Thank you.
You look tired, darling.
You need to save your energy for Blackpool.
I'm fine.
Remember to rest after class. I will!
And stay away from Olivia.
You've got so much talent, darling. She'll only hold you back.
Yeah, cheers, mate. I owe you a pint.
That was Don from the Coroner's Office -
he got a look at Stella and Desmond Lucas' report.
Out driving late one night, heavy rain, lost control of the car.
So Beattie was right -
it was a tragic accident. Any word on Brian?
He's going to get back to me on that as soon as possible.
Cheers. Thank you.
Well, I was looking at the books of the dance school
and, before the rumours started, they were making
a fortune, so we're in the wrong game. No, we're not.
Dancing is not my idea of time well spent,
especially since my wedding.
You know, I led my bride onto the dance floor for
the first dance, twisted my ankle.
Aw! What was your first dance? Bat Out Of Hell.
Oh!
Sebastian's going to teach me a few steps. Want to join in?
Argentine tango. Nah, I'm busy.
And then we're going to do the batucadas later.
Yeah, I'll be out doing the battered cod.
So, how do we start?
You go back on your right.
Ooh!
Side step with your left and join them together.
So did you learn anything else at the dance school,
apart from the tango?
Philistine. And this way.
Actually, that school is not a happy place at the moment.
You could cut the atmosphere with a kni... Knife. Oh, sorry.
You're OK.
How do you mean?
Well, Beattie's daughter, Olivia, and Tania hate each other.
Oh!
Yes, it's really quite grim, to be honest.
Oh, great. What am I supposed tell Beattie?
It's not social media that's driving her students away,
it's her daughter and her teaching staff?
Careful, Tania's not staff. She's a tontine member.
She owns as much of the school as Beattie does.
Oh! So maybe we should just tell her the truth.
You know, tell her what you've found out.
Well, on the plus side, there's no death curse.
As soon as we get confirmation of accidental death on Brian,
I'll tell her we're done, case closed.
I'm going back tomorrow, whatever happens.
No, you won't. Yes, I am. You promised me two days, remember?
Samba, followed by tango, followed by rumba.
I will get this. That was annoyingly good.
Thank you. Did you like it?
No?
And when you arrived, the door was already open? Yes.
And you didn't see anybody else?
Only the cleaner. Poor Tania.
Maybe the school really is cursed.
Cursed? Oh, erm...
Rumour going round. It's all over social media.
Rubbish. It's obviously a break-in.
She's walked in right in the middle of...
I'm not discussing this with you.
Why were you here in the first place? I brought my enrolment form.
So you're not undercover? No...
Not at all.
I am here to loosen my swivel and polish my shimmy.
And Frank Hathaway has no idea that you're here?
He's not a dance fan.
You tell Frank Hathaway I'm watching him.
Am I clear? Crystal.
Now get out.
Don't mind me. Out!
A burglary? That's what Keeler says. How did it look to you?
Well, the place was a mess, so it's possible.
Thanks, Sebastian, we'll see you later.
Do you think Keeler's right? She walked in on someone?
I don't buy it.
Three sets of deaths? Something's going on.
Maybe the school is cursed after all.
Curse or not, there's a pattern
and I don't like the look of it one bit.
She was one of my oldest, dearest friends.
Maybe you should take a couple of days off.
I've no intention of going back into that school until I know it's safe.
That could have been me.
When you came to see us, you mentioned the tontine. Yes.
And there are only half of the members left.
And now Tania's gone too.
It's just myself and Ben. Ben?
You don't think this is about the tontine, do you?
No. We're just trying to keep an open mind about everything.
You don't have an address for this guy Ben, do you?
Benedict Lovedon.
I don't, I'm afraid.
Phone number or a date of birth?
You don't think he's in any danger, do you?
We're just looking at the bigger picture.
Well, I don't know where he is. We completely lost touch.
SHE SOBS
Is that a photograph of you? With Ben, yes.
He was the best partner I ever had.
That man could dance on an egg and not crack the shell.
They look amazing, don't they, Frank? Yeah, but quite sweaty.
They were happy days.
Ben was a lovely man.
We didn't part on good terms.
I treated him very badly, I'm afraid.
What happened?
I was ambitious and I wanted to be somebody in the dance world.
Ben developed epilepsy and when I found out, I dumped him.
SHE WAILS
I've been ashamed ever since, and I've told Olivia, don't ever fall
in love with your dance partner. It'll only lead to heartache.
Well, thanks for your time.
We'll keep you posted if we find anything out.
Are you going to be OK?
OK.
Thank you. Yes, thanks.
Oh! Wait!
He has a sister, Ruby.
We were friends for a while
but I don't have an address, I'm afraid.
Do you have her number? Sorry, it was a long time ago.
Well, we'll keep in touch.
Mr Hathaway...
..when you find him, would you say hello from me?
Yeah, course.
THEY TALK AT ONCE
Thanks, mate. Please, somebody tell me you've got something.
There are no Benedict Lovedons on the electoral register.
And he's not dead, at least not officially.
And if he is alive, he certainly doesn't pay any bills.
Well, he can't have vanished into thin air.
What if he's not the killer?
What if the killer got to him years ago?
That would mean Beattie would get everything.
But she can't be the killer, can she? Why would she come to us?
Come on, Lu.
I'll just hold the fort again, shall I?
Yeah, good idea. We have to find Benedict Lovedon.
Keeeep digging.
Do you know, whoever this Ben guy is,
I don't think Beattie's ever got over him.
Well, she might have had a lucky escape if he turns out
to be a cold-blooded killer.
You haven't got a romantic bone in your body, have you? Yes.
Frank. No.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Depends if you're thinking about lunch.
That Ben has been harbouring a grudge for years
since he was dumped, and now he's just picking off other
tontine members one by one until he owns everything.
Well, it's a bit out there, but it's not impossible.
It would explain why he disappeared.
I love it when you agree with me.
I didn't agree, I just didn't disagree.
That means you agreed. I disagree, I didn't agree.
Right, well, we'll just have to agree to disagree.
Well, I agree that we have to find this Ben fella.
If he does turn out to be the killer, we have to get to him
before he gets to Beattie.
She didn't waste much time, did she?
Talk about jumping in someone's grave. Hi.
You're the PIs Mum hired to debunk the curse.
Not going too well, is it?
I see the police have finished, have they?
Yes. All that's gone missing is the petty cash
and the snow globe, of course. Snow globe?
Had a dance couple in it.
Toby bought it for her birthday.
The police think it's the murder weapon. I haven't told Toby.
You don't keep any records, do you, from when the school first opened,
like the founding members' addresses or...?
Sorry. Mum's never been very good with admin.
It's all about the dancing for her.
But I'm determined to get stuck in now
and give this place a good overhaul.
Toby, you shouldn't be here, I told you, stay at home.
I don't want to be on my own.
We're really sorry to hear about your mum.
Erm, did she mention someone called Benedict Lovedon?
Benedict?
Have you spoken to my mum? She never shuts up about him.
They had a past, apparently.
Why are you looking for him?
We just need to clarify a few things.
I never met the man. Did you, Toby?
Don't think I ever did. Well, look, if you happen to come across
anything when you're sorting through your mam's stuff...
I've told Toby not to worry about that.
We'll sort it out together, won't we, Toby?
Thank you. Thanks.
It's going to be fine, OK?
Sebastian's sent us an address. Oh, has he found Ben?
No. But he's found Ben's sister.
Let's get over there, see if she knows anything.
Ten minutes, Frank, it's supposed to take ten minutes between
the dance studios and here, not an hour and ten minutes.
Blame the sat nav, don't blame me. Stupid, these things.
They're only stupid when you put the wrong address in.
Look, I've got other things on my mind.
Yeah, I did hear your tummy rumble.
No. As in, what's going on between Toby and Olivia?
Yeah, I think she just felt sorry for him.
He did seem upset, didn't he? BELL RINGS
Do you think they're more than just a dance couple?
Hard to tell. Think he'd be scared to say no.
I don't know, she's a good looking woman.
Takes two to tango.
I can't believe I just said that.
BELL RINGS
Better have a look.
Hello?
Hello? Miss Lovedon?
Miss Lovedon?
Frank! Frank, we need to get inside. What?
He's alive. I'll call an ambulance.
Oh, gosh. Oh, no, don't move. Don't move, it's OK.
I'm OK. Honestly.
I'm fine.
I just forgot to take my meds. Oh.
I'm epileptic.
I'm OK, really.
Please don't call an ambulance.
I've learnt over the years when I need medical help,
and right now I don't.
Thanks for helping me, though.
Who exactly are you?
Shall I put your kettle on?
KETTLE WHISTLES
Murdered?
Oh, poor Tania. Very sorry.
You've been a hard man to find, Mr Lovedon.
There's no record of you anywhere.
I suppose you're right.
This is my sister Ruby's cottage.
I moved in here about nine years ago to look after her,
everything's in her name.
She's in hospital at the moment.
She'll be devastated when she finds out about Tania.
They knew each other, then? Yes.
They were really good friends.
She's godmother to Tania's son.
I don't keep in touch with anyone from the dance world.
When I got epilepsy, I left it all behind.
Who would kill Tania? Well, we're not sure yet.
But we want make sure our client, Beattie Delamar, isn't next.
Is Beattie in danger?
If you don't mind me saying, Mr Lovedon, you seem a little nervous.
Oh, it's nothing.
Nerve damage from an old fall,
they can't do anything with it,
though they have tried over the years.
What can you tell us about the tontine?
There's nothing to tell really.
Except we all seem to be dropping like flies.
And the last one left alive gets everything. Yes.
And now there's only you and Beattie left.
Oh, you don't think...?
I wouldn't do anything to hurt my old dance friends.
Especially Beattie.
We used to be really close.
Friends can become enemies.
Not in my case, I can assure you.
These roses that you've got out of the front,
they're lovely, aren't they? Oh, yes.
I'm on a quest to create the perfect rose.
Look at the snow globe. It's there.
This is my best one.
I leave the window open so its scent fills the room.
Oh, look at that. Isn't that lovely, Frank?
Oh, yeah, it smells really...
Rosy. Rosy.
It's unique. There's nothing like it anywhere in the world.
It's called the Beattie rose.
OK. So, thanks, thanks ever so much for your time.
Thank you.
I really do hope you catch the killer.
Oh, don't worry, we will.
DS Keeler? Frank Hathaway.
I think we've found something that might interest you.
An arrest? Oh, thank goodness.
I can't tell you what a relief that is.
Who is it, do you know?
Benedict Lovedon. Ben?
Don't worry, he can't get to you. He's in custody.
We didn't exactly catch him red-handed
but he had the murder weapon, so it's quite incriminating.
No.
Sorry?
It isn't him.
He couldn't hurt anyone.
He's the most gentle person I ever met. No, it's not him.
Look, I know it's hard for you to take in, but the police have...
The police are wrong, Mr Hathaway.
They have made a terrible mistake.
You have to help him.
You have to find the real killer.
He had a motive, the opportunity, and no alibi.
Plus, he had the murder weapon. Yes, but the real murderer
could have planted that in his house to frame him.
Come on, for Beattie's sake, we have to entertain the possibility
that Ben is innocent.
Let's walk it through. Come on.
Right, you said that Tania had a wound to her left temple, right?
Left. Right.
Come here.
This is your murder weapon.
Go for it.
SEBASTIAN YELLS DRAMATICALLY
That was very good. Thank you.
But you used your right arm. Mm?
Ben had nerve damage to his right hand.
He could barely lift a cup of tea. OK, so he used his left arm.
HE YELLS MORE DRAMATICALLY
Bit much. Yes. Sorry.
And the wound wasn't to the top of the head,
it was to the side, to the temple. Yeah? Mm-hm.
So face it, Frank, we are looking for a right-handed murderer.
And we just got an innocent man arrested.
Yeah, but he still had the murder weapon.
You once said to me that 90% of this job is instinct.
Can you honestly say that Ben Lovedon is a cold-blooded murderer?
OK.
So what do we know about the tontine?
It's lethal to be in?
Four people dead in two months
is not the kind of club I would like to join.
Last person alive gets everything.
Yeah, so, if Ben was out of the way... Beattie would get everything,
but she is definitely not our killer.
Oh, I see, but Olivia could be.
Uh-uh, I beg to differ.
Children of tontine members can't inherit their parents' share.
It dies when they die.
But if Beattie was the last one left alive,
she could leave it all to her devoted daughter in a will.
Yes, and Olivia would clean up.
And she would do because she's ambitious.
Did you see how quickly she moved into Tania's office?
The woman was barely cold.
Poor Toby, that must have really upset him.
He didn't seem that bothered.
But they seemed close. Mmm.
Well, even if they are a couple,
that doesn't make them both killers. True.
Look, we have to protect Beattie.
That's not going to be easy.
"Oh, hi, Beattie, we think your daughter's trying to kill you."
I mean, we haven't even got any proof of anything.
That only leaves one question.
Who framed Ben?
And until we know that, we have to make sure Beattie's safe.
Could you stay with a relative or maybe a friend?
You think I'm in some kind of danger?
No, nothing like that. Absolutely not. No.
I suppose I could stay with Olivia. What? No... Need.
..need for that, because she's busy with school.
You're right. I don't want to over burden her.
Maybe I could stay with my sister in Norfolk. Perfect. Yes.
Hi, Mum, just me. I've brought you some...
Hello. Oh, hi.
Erm... Hi and bye, actually because I think we're...
Aren't we? Yeah, it was just a brief visit,
just to check your mam was all right.
Mum's fine, aren't you, Mum?
Mr Hathaway thinks I ought to leave for a while.
I thought they arrested that guy, Ben. It's nonsense.
Ben hasn't hurt anyone.
Not this again, Mum. Listen, if the police think he's guilty,
then he probably is.
He hasn't hurt anyone. He couldn't.
You have to let go of this stupid obsession. What obsession?
You don't even realise, you talk about him all the time.
When?
It's constant. Ben this or Ben that.
It was years ago, you need to stop all this nonsense and forget him.
I was devoted to your father, Olivia.
We had a happy marriage, but he's dead now,
and I can finally say this -
I loved Ben.
What? More than my dad?
Your dad was a lovely man, but Ben was the one.
OK, I think we'll make a move. Shall we? Thanks for your time.
My mum's not leaving. I'm looking after her, right here.
Great. Great. OK.
Thank you, darling, you've been very helpful.
Cheers, mate, thanks for letting us know. Bye.
That was Seb... News from the station.
You first.
OK.
OK. So that was Sebastian.
He's read the pathologist's report and Brian died of a heart attack
from the electric shock.
There were vast amounts of alcohol in his blood.
So it was an accident after all.
That was my mate Vince, works down the station.
Keeler's charging Ben with Tania's murder.
Oh, Frank, this is a mess and it's all our fault.
Yeah, and now Beattie's with Olivia.
You don't think Keeler believes that Ben's got anything to do
with the other deaths, do you?
He's got this theory that Ben saw the chance to take over
the dance schools when Brian died.
He thinks Ben went after Tania and that Beattie was going to be next.
I mean, she might well be, but not for the reasons he thinks.
Listen, let's see how easy it is to plant a murder weapon, OK?
I'm Olivia. First question, am I alone?
Well, I mean, if Toby and her are together,
then maybe he was her accomplice.
Yes, let's imagine he is, OK.
You be Toby. OK. Right, right. Oh.
This is a snow globe.
There's a pie in your murder weapon.
Oh, yeah, I'll save that for later.
Right. Hm...
This is a snow globe.
OK. Right.
I don't want to go into the property because I might be seen, so...
Oh. So, maybe...
No, no. You've got to do Toby.
LOW-So, I will knock on the door
and distract Ben.
Keep him talking, I'll take advantage of the open window.
Yes, chatting, chatting to Ben.
Distracting him.
Frank, Frank. No, be careful, look, you're going to damage the roses.
Oh, yeah. Somebody already has.
Who would do a thing like that?
Well, it could be anybody, passing by, couldn't it? Shame on them.
Right, anyway, I plant the snow globe.
And then what? I don't know.
I mean, I suppose it proves it can be done.
One of them's going to have to make a move sooner or later.
We still don't know if Toby's actually involved. Stakeout time?
You got any snacks in the boot?
Probably have to stock up. Yeah, let's do that.
Tell you what, I'll slow race you back to the car. Last one wins.
Oh!
Bah! I give up. Ha!
Eh? It's which dancer am I?
Nijinsky's not a dancer, he's a racehorse.
No, Nijinsky is a dancer, Frank. The horse was named after him.
Ah, rubbish. You know nothing. My go.
No, I'm having a pie break. What?
Oh, very good.
Imagine having something so beautiful named after you.
Ben must really love Beattie to go to all that trouble.
Yeah, very romantic.
Did you ever grow anything for your wife?
Yeah. The odd carrot, leeks, potatoes.
That's not romantic, Frank. It's soup. What's wrong with that?
Look, if we don't make a breakthrough soon,
the only garden Ben's going to see is a prison one.
I've been reading up on roses - you know, they're fascinating things.
Yeah, fascinating. Well, they are.
You know, they are one of the oldest flowers on Earth
and you can eat them. Yeah, I'll stick with this.
And, of course, they're the ultimate symbol of love.
FRANK GROANS
I'm not sure about this. How many times? It'll be fine.
And your mum's definitely going to be there? I've organised everything.
What did you tell her? Stop panicking. Look, let me handle this.
You give her the flowers, I'll just do the rest.
Have you got the...? Yes. Just get in the car.
Come on, let's go. Let's go and get them.
Oh, you...
Come on!
Frank, seatbelt. What? Seatbelt.
FRANK GROANS
We're going to catch them red-handed. Seatbelt on, on, on.
Yes, there.
SUDDEN BANG
What on earth are you doing?
Afternoon. Champagne!
Well, Mr Hathaway, can I help you?
We were just, erm...
We were just passing, and we thought we'd... Check in.
Check in? You people are weird.
Why don't you join us?
We're celebrating.
Olivia and Toby are engaged.
Ah! Wow! Engagement!
That's...that's really...
Well, I think that's probably our checks done. Oh, definitely.
Congratulations. Yeah.
Oh, wow, look at the flowers, Frank.
They are lovely.
They have such a lovely scent.
Mm! Olivia bought them for me. Did you?
Well, that's really thoughtful of you.
Actually, Toby gave them to me,
but I know how much you love your roses. He did?
Did you hear that Frank? Isn't that nice of him? Is it? Mm.
Oh, yeah, because roses are amazing, aren't they?
Did you know that there are over 360 different varieties of roses,
which means you could have a different rose
for every day of the year, give or take the odd bank holiday?
And there's thousands of hybrids too.
So interesting, but we'd really appreciate some family time now.
So thank you for checking in on my mum.
And the interesting thing about hybrids is that
each one of them is unique.
Like a fingerprint.
And this one here, this is...
This is called the Beattie rose, it's named after you. After me?
I don't understand.
Ben Lovedon grew them.
And the only place they exist is in the garden of his sister's cottage.
Which means there's only one place you could have picked them from.
I don't know what...
You knew Ben was a suspect when we came looking for him.
His sister Ruby and your mam were friends.
Ruby's your godmother.
You knew where to find him.
You planted the murder weapon in his house. The murder weapon?
Oh, my God. Toby, what are they talking about?
I don't know, darling, I don't know anything about this.
Did you do it, Toby?
Was it you that killed your mum?
Toby?
Oh, Toby, you didn't? Please, please tell me you didn't. Oh, Toby. Why?
Mum hated the idea of me leaving her.
I mean, the day that she found out about us, the way she spoke to you.
I wanted her to be happy for me.
For us.
I told her after class that I wanted to marry you
and she was, she was raging...
FURIOUS SHOUTING
She started shouting all these horrible things,
calling you all sorts of names and I lost it.
You're a liar!
I grabbed something and before I knew it...
TOBY YELLS
..I'd hit her.
I knew that she was dead straight away.
I panicked.
I thought if I made it look like the place had...
..I don't know, had been ransacked.
I wanted to stand up for myself...
..just for once.
I've ruined everything, haven't I?
Forgive me?
POLICE RADIO CHATTER
I thought I knew him.
I don't know anything.
Poor Tania. She adored him.
So did I. Oh, Mum.
Come here, love.
He ruined our whole future in one stupid angry minute.
We're all capable of throwing our happiness away.
Come on. Let's get you inside.
There we go, the curse of the dance school solved.
Oh, DS Keeler.
Or should I say, old snakehips!
Sebastian told us about your secret dancing. Don't start.
Give us a demo. Show us your Charleston.
I'll show you the inside of a cell in a minute. Oooh!
I suppose you're off to release Ben, are you?
Yeah, thanks a lot for that tip-off.
Really led us up the garden path, didn't you?
One, two. Cha, cha, cha!
Three, four. Cha, cha, cha!
Come on, fancy a pint? We haven't got time for that.
We have got some unfinished business. Right. Like what?
Hey! Ready?
Wait, wait, wait. Is my tie straight?
This suit doesn't look too old, does it?
You look lovely. Doesn't he, Frank?
Yeah, smart as a...carrot.
Are you sure? Yeah.
Don't forget this - the Beattie.
You ready, hey?
This is for...for you.
It's lovely.
I'm sorry, I'm a bit nervous. Me too.
I haven't done this for so long.
I wish I could hear what they were saying. It's private.
UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS
Are you enjoying this? No, I'm not.
You old romantic.
Salut. Cheers.
THEY GROAN
I could have watched those two dance all day. Me too.
Still, they weren't a patch on us, were they? Goes without saying.
MUSIC PLAYS
Madam, may I have the pleasure?
I thought you'd never ask.
Hey, don't. Not in public. Oh, come on, Frank. No!
You might enjoy yourself. I won't.
Cha, cha, cha!
Two, three. Cha, cha, cha.
Two, three. cha, cha, cha. Oh! And a twirl.
Two, three. Cha, cha, cha. Excuse me, sir.
Frank, I didn't think you could.
Middlesbrough Latin champion, under-tens.
Oh! Oh!
Oh, Frank!
APPLAUSE
Cha, cha, cha!