Oh! Don't, Darren! Come away from the edge!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
That's odd.
Father Barnes must be here.
Father Barnes?
Can I have 50p for the Blessed Virgin?
50?
10p is enough, you know?
-Thanks. -Good boy.
Father Barnes?
Darren!
-Sir. -Morning.
Vicar reckons this is someone
called Sir Paul Berowne.
It is.
I was once on a policing committee he addressed.
He was an MP until a few weeks ago.
Is he the one that got mixed up with that pregnant girl?
The one who drowned? J-Jeanie something...
She worked in his house but there was no
proven connection between them.
Stark naked, weren't she?
Skinny dipping in the Thames?
This is Harry Mack. He's a tramp needless to say.
Vicar says he usually bedded down outside.
There's a case for that through there.
Can't believe anyone still uses 'em.
-Sir Berowne was staying here? -Yeah.
Vicar said he'd taken to staying the odd night.
Pretty weird.
Nothing in the bag except a change of clothes.
There's a fountain pen in his jacket
bit of cash. Nothing else.
No sign of a note.
Uh, some sort of diary.
So what do you reckon then, sir?
Tabloids are right
Sir Paul's been a naughty boy
career's caput, comes here to top himself
burns that first cause he don't want the world
knowing his dirty secrets, about to cut his own throat
when Worzel Gummidge walks in.
Harry Mack.
Mr. Harry Mack.
So he does for him too.
Did the vicar find them?
No. Some old woman and a kid.
They're with the new, uh...
Your new DS.
Thank you.
I-I called out to Father Barnes but he didn't answer.
And then-then...
I-I knocked on the door.
A-a-and then I opened it.
No one should have to see something like that.
Was the light in the room on or off, Miss Wharton?
On.
Did you go in?
No. Uh...
No. I-I stopped in the doorway.
Darren? Did you go in?
Darren was next to me.
We never did nothing wrong.
Father Barnes?
Chief Inspector Dalgliesh. I'm leading the investigation.
I understand you were able to identify Sir Paul Berowne?
Yes.
When did you first meet him?
About three weeks ago, he came to the vicarage
for the key, the church is kept locked
unless there's a service.
Sign of the times.
He said that he was in the area
visiting a friend in the hospital
and he said that he was interested
in church architecture.
Was the key for this door?
Uh, no, for the little West door around the other side
we only use this one for... for services.
He returned the key about an hour or so later
and then the following day he came back and asked
if he could spend the night in the church.
I suppose that he'd seen the camp bed
it's been there since the war.
An unusual request.
I-I realized who he was.
I'd seen him on the news about his resignation.
I, I got the impression that he needed to be alone.
To have some peace.
So I didn't tell anyone that he was staying.
Anyone at all.
-And Harry Mack? -Oh, dear Harry.
He usually bedded down over there.
I'd tried to help him, I got him a place in a-in a hostel
but when it came to it he wouldn't go in.
He could be rather cussed.
Do you know what I mean by that word?
Yes.
But he'd never showed the slightest sign
of being violent.
I finally got an address out of Darren.
He was very reluctant.
Did you get the impression he was on his way to school?
No. Maybe that's why he's worried.
She doesn't know anything about him.
There's a canal just behind here
and he started following her along the tow path one day
and now he's always there waiting for her.
Poor little kid.
You alright? Baptism of fire, I'm afraid.
I'm fine...
What now then, sir?
I take it the you two have met.
Yes.
I've had the pleasure.
Get an address for Sir Paul.
Go and break the news to his next of kin
before the press do.
-I-I could do that. -No details yet.
I'll join you once I've seen the pathologist.
Yes, sir.
Take a full statement from Father Barnes
then I want you to take the boy home.
Speak to a parent, track one down if you have to.
I think she's the one who's been dealing with him, sir.
-And I'm useless with kids. -Talk to him.
He could be holding something back.
This isn't our perpetrator
these hands haven't been washed for many a day.
Agreed.
First impressions
the pattern of the blood on the front here
suggests his head was pulled back
and the throat cut from behind.
Same as the tramp.
Very likely to be the weapon
and yes, it's in his hand
but there's no cadaveric spasm around it
which I'd expect in a suicide.
Possibly too much blood
if we're to believe he had the razor
grasped in his hand.
The tramp was murdered.
Berowne, I can't rule out suicide yet
but this could be a murder
rather badly disguised as a suicide.
Time of death?
Between 7:00 p.m. and 10:00 p.m. yesterday evening.
There may be defensive wounds under all the blood.
Or the killer surprised him.
Yes indeed.
Mid-morning tomorrow, soonest I can do. Okay?
It's good to see you.
I haven't seen you since...
Well...
Thanks, Miles.
We've got his wife, Lady Barbara
his mother, Lady Lavinia
both of them live here, different floors.
And two of the wife's relatives just arrived.
This is Miss Matlock, sir, the housekeeper.
I'm sorry for your loss.
It's hardly mine. But yes, I was fond of him.
Follow me please.
Has the house been in the family long?
Four generations. It was designed by the second baronet.
Chief Inspector Dalgliesh.
My sincere condolences.
I'm Stephen Lampart, I'm Lady Barbara's cousin.
Dominic. Dominic Swayne, Barbie's brother.
Please.
Did he kill himself?
Say if it's too much for you.
She said there were injuries to the throat.
I'm not able to say at this stage.
And the man he was found with?
His name was Harry Mack. He was a vagrant.
So he could have killed Paul?
He didn't. That's something we are certain of.
Could someone have come in off the street?
Was anything taken?
We're considering all possibilities.
Did Sir Paul have any enemies that you're aware of?
He was a politician.
I dare say he had his share of cranks.
But your people will know more about that than I do.
Personal enemies, no.
Lady Barbara?
No.
Paul got on with everyone. I've known him a long time.
Mr. Lampart is the expert on my son, you see
do please direct all questions to him.
I was only trying...
I need to piece together a picture
of his movements yesterday.
When did you last see him?
Yesterday morning at 8 o'clock.
He brought in my breakfast tray. He seemed perfectly alright.
A bit subdued.
He said he had an appointment at 10:00
but he didn't say with whom and I didn't ask.
In my room before he went out.
I don't know where he was going.
Is it possible he came back to the house later in the day?
I don't know I was out all day. Mattie will probably know.
Miss Matlock.
I was out.
You came home to change, I think?
Oh, yes, uh
around 4:00, for an hour
but I didn't see Paul.
Barbara came over to the clinic I run in Hampstead
about 5:30. We, uh, went for dinner.
Hello?
Your mum not in?
She's out.
What about your dad? Is he around?
Of course not.
She "Arlene" is she? Your mum?
It's not her real name.
You keep it tidy, don't you?
I always kept my room tidy.
Learnt it in the Scouts.
You in the Scouts?
Did you know that Sir Paul
recently spent the occasional night
in St. Matthew's Church in Paddington?
No, I didn't, until recently he often stayed
in his constituency.
But Sir Paul resigned as an MP
a few weeks ago. Do you know why?
Paul resigned because of differences
with the party leadership.
The vicar at the church thought he might be
in search of peace.
Did either of you have the sense that he was troubled?
No.
The stories in the newspapers linking him to Jeanie Travers
the woman who died at your birthday party
is it possible that had affected him?
Those stories were trumped up by the gutter press.
That girl
he had no more to do with her than I did.
She was some sort of failing actress...
She wasn't failing.
Look, I'm sorry, she was a close friend of mine
we're both actors, and all actors have periods
in and out of work.
Barbie was sweet enough to offer her
a part-time job here doing some cleaning.
Cleaning, precisely.
Nothing whatsoever to do with my son.
I'd like you both to look at this please.
It's Paul's appointment diary.
It was in the grate in the vestry where he was found
along with some other papers which were also burnt.
Would he normally have carried it with him?
Of course not. It's a desk diary, it's kept it the study.
Do you happen to know if it was there yesterday?
No, I don't.
What happened to it?
Why would he...
I don't-I don't understand.
Sit down.
Eat.
Now look I know it weren't nice, what you saw today
but I do need you to think
and see if there's anything else that you remember
about arriving at that church.
-I ain't done nothing wrong. -Yeah, I know that.
You're not my chief suspect believe it or not
and nor is your mate.
But if you do know something and you're not telling me
I will find out and then you will be in trouble.
Big trouble. Do you understand?
Look. Just tell your mum to call me when she gets in, yeah?
The diary was always in there.
It was useful for us to know where he was.
When did you last see it?
Probably, it must be days ago.
And when you say "us," who do you mean?
All of us who live here.
Her ladyship, and Lady Barbara. Halliwell...
-Who's that? -Gordon Halliwell.
He's a driver. He lives in the flat at the back.
Does odd jobs as well. He went away for the night.
-He should be back by 5:00. -We'll need to speak to him.
When did you last see Sir Paul?
In the kitchen at around 9:15 yesterday morning.
Is it possible he came back to the house
later in the day, without you seeing him?
No. I was in all day.
And I always hear the doors.
I was here all evening too in the next room
most of the time, with Dominic. He came round about 6 o'clock.
When his sister was out?
Actually, he came to see me.
We're good friends.
He often comes over and we watch TV.
And there's no bath in the house he lives in
so he likes to have a bath here and I make some supper.
He left around 10:00.
And how about Stephen Lampart?
Does he also make himself at home in the house?
Well, he used to be around quite a lot
but he's hardly been here lately.
Wow.
How did the two women respond when you broke the news?
I couldn't tell Lady Barbara
Lady Lavinia insisted on doing it in private.
Lady Lavinia...
Well...
It's not the reaction you'd expect of a mother.
She went very quiet, and then said
"After the first death there is no other."
Right.
It's a quotation from a poem by Dylan Thomas.
What does it mean exactly?
It means
she must already have lost someone
she profoundly loved.
Berowne was a Junior Treasury Minister
under Heath, special branch had him on security detail
until last year's defeat
but they never considered him a target.
Not prominent enough.
But tipped for higher things.
He inherited the baronetcy from his older brother, Sir Hugo
a Major in the Coldstream Guards.
He was shot in Northern Ireland a week after Bloody Sunday.
So that could be who Lady Lavinia was thinking about?
Yes. Sir Paul lost his first wife in the same year.
Car crash, he was driving
but wasn't found to have been at fault.
The bloke certainly attracted death.
I've asked around about Mack
did find one other tramp who knew him
that said Mack was a complete loner
wasn't even sure Harry Mack was his real name.
And I also did background on your people at the house.
There's nothing on the women.
With the men there's a negligence case
against, yes, Stephen Lampart
his maternity clinic.
Kate?
Psst. Kate.
What do you think of the verdict, Sir Paul?
I would have preferred a more definite finding
of course, for the sake of Miss Travers' family.
Are you going to resign? Lady Barbara!
Lady Barbara! Lady Barbara!
Do you stand by your husband, Lady Barbara?
Miss Travers, an actress and model
had worked as a cleaner in Sir Paul's household.
It was on March the 28th, at a birthday party
being given for Sir Paul's wife that she was found dead
in the River Thames.
An autopsy revealed that she was in the early stages
of pregnancy...
That's an open verdict then.
The coroner was concerned about some bruises
to her upper arms and shoulders
most likely caused by attempts to drag her from the water
but he couldn't be certain.
-Was Sir Paul at the party? -No.
He'd said he'd try to get there but he didn't.
The last person to see Jeanie alive was Dominic Swayne.
He'd swum out to the rest of their group
they saw Jeanie was in trouble, did their best to reach her
but it was too late.
Yeah, look, I get the possible connection
if Sir Paul topped himself, but if he was murdered then...
Sir Paul didn't need to resign following Jeannie's death
but he did.
If there's a secret at the heart of this
it may well start with her.
I told Halliwell to expect you.
I didn't see Sir Paul yesterday.
Last I saw him was the morning before
saw him leaving the house.
And how long have you worked for him?
I work for Lady Lavinia. She hired me, she pays me.
So you never drove him?
Once or twice, if he knew he'd be having a drink.
But he had the ministerial car until last year.
And that one's his.
So were you in the house at all yesterday?
For two minutes.
10 o'clock in the morning when I went to help her ladyship
out to the car.
We were out until 6:00.
And what were you doing for the rest of the evening?
Why?
Because we're asking, Mr. Halliwell.
I made myself some tea. Watched the box.
Her ladyship called a couple of times
once to say I could take the Merc to Suffolk
then, about 8:30, to talk about her plans for the week.
-So what's in Suffolk? -My kids. My ex.
We're thinking about giving it another go.
I left at 10 o'clock last night
I wait until the traffic's quiet.
Your pin.
It's Coldstream Guards, isn't it?
Did you serve under Sir Hugo Berowne?
Yeah.
Got out a month after he was killed.
Couldn't stomach it anymore.
Is that how you came to meet Lady Lavinia?
I thought she should know how much her son meant to his men.
Which was a lot.
She offered me a job and I bit her hand off.
Jeanie Travers.
Were you there the night she died
the party at The Black Swan in Hampton?
No. I don't get invited to stuff like that.
Have you got any idea who the father of her baby was?
None.
So, Lady Lavinia's given him an alibi
and he's given her one.
That's convenient, specially seeing
as we ain't asked for any yet.
There's a strong loyalty there.
It wouldn't be easy to break.
Alright, was it? The interview?
Only you seem to have me down for babysitting duties.
We work as a team, sergeant.
Is it because Miskin's a woman?
Or because you don't like the colour of her skin?
I won't tolerate prejudice
of any kind.
As long as you trust her to do the job.
I trust her.
How did you get on with Darren?
Yeah. Fine. I reckon he's just scared of us.
Pretty sure his mum's a Tom.
Did she understand what he'd been through?
Yeah. Yeah, I reckon.
How many keys are there to the West door?
Three. Mine, Miss Wharton's and the spare.
-And for the main doors? -One.
I-I take good care of that. It wouldn't be easy to replace.
Do you think Sir Paul would have locked
the west door overnight?
Oh, yes. I impressed upon him that he should.
An-and even if he'd opened it to let Harry in
I'm quite sure that he would have locked it again.
You said earlier that you thought
Sir Paul was in search of peace?
Yes.
He looked haunted almost.
I felt that he was deeply unhappy.
Now he didn't say that
but I wish I had said more to him now.
I really do.
You see, I went through something of a crisis
when I was around his age.
You realize that life just goes on and on
and doesn't get any easier.
Or make any more sense.
I think you know what I mean.
-And a Pina Colada! -Fuck off!
-Hi. -Oh.
You came.
That's good. What'll it be then?
-I can get it. -No. Come on.
Vodka tonic then. Thanks.
So where've you come from?
Dorset. Six years on the force.
Fancied a change, did you?
Bright lights? Actual crimes?
I met the boss on a job down there.
Is that right?
He take a fancy to you, did he?
I think he just wanted a woman on the team.
So that's where you're from then, Dorset?
Yeah. Well, Southampton really.
Nah, it's just that, we've been taking bets.
So is that where your mum's from?
-Yes. -But not your dad, right?
Uh, docks. Makes sense.
Like, um, ah, what's it?
Shirley Bassey.
Yeah, three pints, three doubles
and a vodka tonic.
Actually, don't worry.
What? Oi, Miskin? Kate!
When the attack comes from behind
the injury is usually longer
starting below the ear running obliquely downward
and medially straight across the midline of the neck
and ending on the opposite side
lower than the point of origination.
Deeper at the start, tailing off towards the end.
And that's what we've got here
in both cases.
Two murders then.
Yes indeed.
As we suspected.
Right-handed assailant using the razor
found at the scene.
No defensive wounds on either man.
There's a small bump on the back of Berowne's head
but that was caused when he hit the floor.
They were both conscious when their throats were cut.
I think Sir Paul knew his killer
admitted him or her, and brought them in here.
I think it was someone who knew him well
who knew he'd be here
knew they'd find a cut-throat razor
ready and waiting and, most importantly
someone who'd brought the diary with them
in order to stage the suicide.
It has to be someone with access to Campden Hill House.
Yes. It does.
But why didn't Berowne put up a fight?
Mack, I get it, he's ten sheets to the wind...
I think the killer made an excuse
to go to the washroom
took off their jacket
coat, shirt, whatever they were wearing
put gloves on, picked up the razor.
Berowne's standing here
facing towards the bed, possibly
the killer comes back in
attacks him from behind.
And then Mack walks in, shocked, drunk
and the killer's surprised
adrenaline-fueled. Attacks him here.
Then he wipes Berowne's hand in his own blood
smears some on the sleeve.
Puts the razor into the hand.
Brutal. Calculated.
Lampart trained as a doctor, didn't he?
He's got to be used to cutting flesh.
Then you've got Halliwell, ex-army.
Are we ruling the women out, sir?
We're not ruling any of them out.
Step up door to door, and we check and double check
the alibis they've been so keen to give us.
And we dig down for motive.
There's hatred here.
We need to see Stephen Lampart, please.
Murdered?
Christ.
We need to ask you a few questions, sir.
What time and where was your dinner reservation
on Monday night?
You don't seriously see me as a suspect do you?
Or is it Barbara?
The reservation was for 8:00.
At The Black Swan in Hampton.
Where Jeanie Travers drowned?
It was a favourite of ours long before Jeanie Travers.
You said that Lady Barbara arrived here
at around 5:30
so what did you do before you left?
We had coffee.
I have an apartment here, on the top floor so...
We must have left for the restaurant at around 7:15.
Did anyone see you arrive?
The owner. Uh...
The doorman, Harry, Henry, whatever.
We didn't leave 'til after 11:00 and neither of us nipped out
between courses to commit murder.
Mr. Dominic Swayne?
So sorry. Uh, Bruno's sets.
He's not a very tidy bunny.
Neither of us are to be honest. Please.
You're an actor, right?
That's right.
Should I recognize you?
Well, that depends. Do you see a lot of "Fringe?"
Actually, no. I, um...
I recently picked up some small TV roles. Thank God.
Artistic poverty it's not as romantic as they make out.
We now have reason to believe that Sir Paul Berowne
was murdered.
Wow.
Where were you on Monday night?
I'm sorry. Uh...
It's just unbelievable.
Uh, I was at Campden Hill House.
Um, I'd had an audition
flunked it, so I ran to Mattie
um, Miss Matlock.
I got there just after 6:00, I think.
Stayed till around 10:00.
Were you together the whole time?
Yes. We had dinner, and watched TV.
What did you watch?
Um, well, we watched "Angels" first.
Yes, Mattie and I love our dramas.
What did you think of Sir Paul?
I liked him.
Yes, he was a very... very nice brother-in-law.
What about Miss Matlock? What did she think of him?
Well, she liked him, too.
I'm sorry, is this because of the thing with her father?
Because she didn't bear a grudge about that.
What thing?
When did you last see Sir Paul?
Uh, about two months ago.
A long time, given that you were good friends.
We'd been busy.
I understand you've stopped going
to Campden Hill House lately.
As I say... I've been busy.
But not too busy for Lady Barbara?
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm not going to dignify that with an answer.
Paul was a barrister for a while before he became an MP
and Mattie's father was up on a murder charge.
Paul made a hash of the defence apparently
and the poor man ended up killing himself in prison.
Paul blamed himself, and he took on Mattie
as a housekeeper.
I know, it's terribly Du Maurier.
But I promise you she really didn't bear a grudge.
Did Sir Paul ever speak to you about Jeanie Travers?
No.
Did Lady Barbara ever talk to you about her?
No. We hardly knew her. She was Dominic's friend.
You stopped the attempts to resuscitate her
didn't you? On the riverbank?
Yes...
Well, it was wrong to go on, it was obvious she was dead.
Jeanie Travers. Had she told you she was pregnant?
I don't think she knew. And I think she would have told me.
I do blame myself for what happened.
We were ridiculously drunk.
Is there any truth in what the press has said?
About Sir Paul being the father?
He wasn't her usual type.
What about someone else at the house?
Maybe Gordon Halliwell?
Halliwell.
Ah. Well.
All that pent-up masculinity. She'd noticed him.
I mean, who wouldn't?
But I'm sure she would have told me. Such a coup.
Henry Yates?
We're told you were on the door on Monday night.
Yeah.
Mr. Lampart and Lady Barbara Berowne
dined here that night.
Do you remember what time they arrived?
Middle of the evening? 8-ish.
-And did you see them leave? -About 11:00.
Did either of them leave the restaurant
between those times?
Not that I saw.
The night Jeanie Travers drowned
Lady Barbara's birthday party...
You told the inquest that you were speaking
to Stephen Lampart when you realized there was a problem.
That's right. Jean-Paul, the boss.
He came running out calling for help.
Mr. Lampart's some sort of doctor.
We ran straight down to the river but--
Why was Mr. Lampart outside at that time?
He was about to leave. Him and Lady Barbara.
He'd asked to have his car brought round.
You park the guests' cars for them?
No. Well, occasionally.
I think he might have had a driver.
Do you remember the driver's name?
I don't know, I mean
the drivers usually sit in the kitchen.
-Had you seen him before? -I don't know.
Do you remember what he looked like?
-No. -Could it have been Halliwell?
Gordon Halliwell?
Maybe, I'm not... Chief Inspector?
There is a phone call for you.
Don't think we'll get anything off it. Spotless.
We stood here and watched him bloody clean it.
There's more than one black Mercedes.
What's going on?
A local resident reported seeing a car like this
parked outside St Matthew's Church at 6:50 on Monday night.
Not this one. Halliwell was here. I spoke to him.
Could anyone have driven it without you noticing?
No.
We're gonna need the name and address of your ex-wife.
The Black Swan.
You were there the night Jeanie Travers drowned.
A witness says you drove Lady Barbara that night.
Yeah? What witness?
The doorman at the restaurant.
A man called Henry Yates.
The inquest wasn't told you were there.
It wasn't relevant.
You lied to me? Why?
Can I take it from all this nonsense
that you believe my son was murdered?
Yes, you can, and I should think
you would support any nonsense
that led to us finding his killer.
I'm calling my solicitor.
We won't be taking him in just yet.
We'll start with the car. Don't leave London.
Yeah, because you've got nothing on me!
Sir! Does someone want to tell me what's going on?
I want to see what he does next. Where he goes.
And what if he does nothing?
Then we bring him in tomorrow.
You two watch the gates from the road.
I'll cover the back.
Sierra 3 to control.
Control receiving.
Request urgent background check.
It's bloody waste of time.
Missing a darts match for this.
You're a bundle of laughs, ain't ya?
Didn't know I was supposed to be.
Taking a leaf out of his book? Strong and silent?
'Cause it's actually just strong and bloody irritating.
If this is about last night it was just a laugh, alright?
I haven't got a problem with you.
Have you got a problem with me?
Shit.
Sierra 10 to Control.
Receiving Sierra 10.
Message for Sierra 3.
Suspect's on the move. Over.
Understood. Over.
You've put me in the frame!
What were you thinking, huh? What...
Oi! Back off him!
-It's alright, he didn't-- -Step back!
You went to that church, didn't you?
-Eh! Didn't you? -Just, leave him!
-Leave him! -Let him go.
Sergeant Halliwell. Corporal Yates.
I can only assume you're in this together.
-We're not in anything-- -Oh, shut up, Yatesy!
Just tell them, will you? Or I will!
Major Hugo wasn't your usual top brass.
He was one of us.
A few weeks before he was killed we all had a week's leave.
We went out for the night
and he introduced us to his girlfriend
Barbara Swayne.
Lady Barbara?
He was smitten, we could all see that.
Then Major Hugo dies.
Next thing Sir Paul's wife dies in a car crash.
Nice woman, Sir Paul's at the wheel
but he walks away.
Three months later he's introducing his fiancee
Barbara Swayne.
So suddenly he's got everything
title, house, the sexy wife.
She obviously didn't care which one of them she married
as long as he had "Sir" in front of his name.
I looked into her, she and that brother of hers
were dragged up in Walthamstow. Drunk mother, no dad.
Are you saying you think Sir Paul killed his first wife?
We'll never be able to prove it.
There's something else.
He was here... The night the girl died.
Go on.
We saw him, he walked from here
up towards the road, straight past the car park.
He was soaking wet, he'd been in the river
we both thought it straight away.
It was only 10 minutes before the alarm went up
about the girl.
Christ.
And you didn't tell the inquest about this, why?
Because Lady Lavinia's been through enough.
It almost finished her.
Major Hugo.
I held his hand when he was dying.
Promised him I'd watch out for her.
Well, why should we believe you?
The only reason I'm telling you is so you know that
Sir Paul is not who you think he is.
And nor is Barbara Swayne.
So many more than usual at the service.
Yes. It seems murder is something of a draw.
You know, if you ever need to talk...
Thank you, father. I only hope Darren's alright.
Cod and chips, please.
You sure you got enough for that?
Darren?
What are you doing here?
What are you looking for? No...
Ah! Please, no!