Good morning, Archie.
Oh, good morning, Zoe.
Oh, thanks for that.
So on a scale of 1 is meh and 10 is "help me,"
how nervous are you?
Meh.
Yeah, meh.
Great.
I must say, I prefer this vibe.
But what did you do with that awful, dreary Archie
from last year's conference?
Thank you.
Ha.
Wouldn't you like to know?
That's fine.
Siobhan, darling.
Can you put Daddy on?
No, I'm afraid he's not here.
Mom, just put him on.
I don't want you upsetting him.
Tell him everything is in hand.
Yes, I will.
You're right.
Look after yourself.
Bye.
Key-- uh, key drivers.
Sea level rise.
Oh.
You left your phone in the office.
It pinged.
Everything all right?
Uh, yeah.
Hunky dory.
Nah.
Give me the thing.
Oi.
Nah.
Do these things even work?
How would I know?
Did you see his face?
Oh, shit. - No, no.
Look. - Okay, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Nice, nice.
The front door's open.
Oh, my days.
♪ Let's take it out for the last time ♪
♪ Leave when we're caught sleeping, all right ♪
♪ Break out the boundaries of both sides ♪
♪ Take everything from the inside ♪
♪ Let's take it out for the last time ♪
♪ Leave when we're caught sleeping, all right ♪
♪ Break out the boundaries of both sides ♪
♪ Take everything from the inside ♪
♪ I don't know if I can make you better ♪
♪ But I know for sure that we should ♪
♪ Let go and just ride the landslide ♪
It's fine.
♪ Let go and just ride the landslide ♪
I just want you to slow down.
I got my foot on the floor. My foot's on the floor.
Look.
What's happening?
Poor thing's died.
Gonna have to ditch it here or something.
Reporting an abandoned vehicle.
Registration, Golf Lima 72 Victor November Papa.
Evidence of blood on vehicle.
Location, Trellick Estate.
Yeah?
Are you the registered owner of an Audi motor vehicle?
So this is John's eldest daughter.
How old?
Just turned 17.
She's coming up to celebrate her birthday.
And what the hell are 17-year-olds into nowadays?
Oh, this is where your detecting skills
come into their own.
Well, you're a detective. What do you suggest?
ABBA.
Everyone loves ABBA.
She won't know who ABBA are.
She'll want to film us doing the latest
TikTok dance or something.
Why is that funny?
So the car owner claims total ignorance.
If he's lying, it's a bold place to dump your car
with a body in the boot.
Looks like he left in a hurry.
Key fob's inside.
Car's out of charge.
So Mr. Bukhari sideswipes a pedestrian, runs out
of juice before he has time to bury the evidence?
Well, I've got uniform in a door-to-door around the estate.
Might get something from CCTV.
No, there must be three ANPR cameras
within 500 yards of this.
We know who it is yet?
Meet Professor Archie Matthew Draper.
Professor of climate sciences at
the British Geographical Society and lives
on Marcia Crescent.
What?
I should have stuck with a career in academia.
Time of death, from the vicar, estimate
of 12 to 24 hours.
He still had his phone in his pocket.
There's blood there.
If he did dump the car, wouldn't you
wipe that off first?
No external damage to the vehicle.
I'm not working on the assumption
of mechanical impact.
From an in-situ check, there's no fractured bones or bruising.
One hell of a whack on the side of the skull there.
Mm.
As a veteran in the war between motorists and cyclists,
maybe this fella cut up the driver.
The driver got out and attacked him.
What makes you think he was on a bike?
Isn't that chain oil on his trousers?
And if it is, where's the bike?
Well, the car is a satnav.
Pull the GPS data.
Retrace the route.
Check for accidents.
Have you dusted the interior for prints?
Not yet, Max.
I thought I would prioritize the dead body
we found in the boot.
So when did you last see your car?
I got back about 1:00.
I did some work once I got back here, made some dinner,
watched the England game, and then
went to bed about midnight.
And you didn't check your car before heading to bed?
No.
And you didn't hear anything?
Sorry.
What is it I'm supposed to have heard?
The V8 accelerating away?
It's an electric car.
Voices, anything.
No, I had no idea the car was even
missing until the police came knocking on my door
this morning.
So you can't explain to us how
your car ended up by the Trellick Tower
with this man's body in the boot?
What?
No, I don't know.
I don't know.
You last saw your husband yesterday morning?
Briefly, around 8:00.
Archie was heading to work.
I was getting the girls ready for school.
How did he seem?
Normal.
Nothing came to mind, a bit nervous about his conference.
Which conference was that?
On climate change at the British Geographical Society.
I was under the impression that this was a car accident.
Is that not the case?
At this stage, we're keeping an open mind.
Hello.
George Rushland.
DS Walsh.
Detective Inspector Max Arnold.
Oh, Siobhan.
I came as soon as I heard.
I'm so, so sorry, darling.
What am I going to tell the girls?
We'll all be together.
When you're ready, we'll send the car
to collect them from school.
Mrs. Draper, did you have any contact with Archie
during the day?
You texted him in the afternoon.
Oh, yes.
I tried to call him later too.
Then you had plans to see him last night?
We had theater tickets.
Which theater?
The King's in Waterloo.
You weren't worried when your husband didn't show up?
It's conference week.
When I booked the tickets, I half expected him not to show.
What did you see?
Oh, "Six Characters in Search of an Author."
After it finished?
I came home.
Got back after 11:00.
Can anyone confirm that?
I can.
I was here, babysitting.
Mrs. Draper, when you got home--
Detectives, can I suggest that we
end things here for now?
My family need time to process this.
And we have a couple more questions--
I'm not asking.
Neither are we.
Mrs. Draper, when you got home and your husband
wasn't here either, where did you think he was?
Oh, for--
Dad, it's fine.
I was expecting him to be sleeping at his office.
He did it during conference week last year and the
year before.
Mrs. Rushland, where were you yesterday?
Um, I was working from home.
Then I collected the girls from school,
came back here, cooked dinner, and stayed
until Siobhan came home.
And Mr. Rushland?
I was at the office.
Until?
I had a meeting with investors, New York time.
So I was there until 10:00, 10:15 PM.
Then my driver dropped me home.
If you want that confirmed, there's my PA,
my driver, my colleagues--
Oh, Dad.
the cameras at the office--
Thank you.
Do any of you recognize this car?
No.
It belongs to a Mr. Taymoor Bukhari.
It's where your husband's body was discovered.
This man, this Mr. Bukhari, is he responsible for--
for Archie?
We'll keep you informed of any further developments.
"Six Characters in Search of an Author,"
arguably Luigi Pirandello's most famous play.
Tom Hiddleston's in it.
John has booked us tickets.
We're going next month.
Have you seen it?
My dad dragged me to a production years ago.
You'll have to remind me how it ends.
Why is that?
Like most of the plays I've seen, I fell asleep.
Sorry, but the number you have dialed
is no longer in service.
So tell me about this career in academia
you turned your back on.
That was a lifetime ago, pipe dream of a naive post-grad.
Well, what did you study?
Philosophy at UCL.
First class with honors.
Ooh, get you.
Morning.
Okay.
Thanks.
You'd fit in here, wandering these hallowed halls.
What happened?
Oh, crisis of confidence.
Convinced myself I wasn't capable.
Was the last time I let dyslexia stand in my way.
I wish I could go back and sit myself down.
Well, it worked out.
You found your calling.
Yeah, no complaints.
If I could go back, I'd tell myself, don't worry.
One day, Rona Cardano will get her comeuppance.
10th-grade bully.
Ah.
A few years later, I heard she got arrested.
That was a good day.
What was she arrested for?
Benefit fraud.
Professor Draper was rehearsing his speech.
He was in a good mood, which I guess was out of character,
at least before a conference.
Last year, he was a bag of nerves.
But yesterday he didn't seem daunted by any of it.
Then when I came back around 3:00, he was gone.
Was that unusual?
His wife said he often stayed late before a conference.
I assumed he'd gone home early to rest.
What was the speech about?
Coastal erosion.
Surely nothing contentious in that?
No.
Have either of you ever received
any backlash or threats?
Not that I know of.
Am I in danger as the conference organizer?
Given the circumstances, it might be an idea to postpone.
Was there anything else that concerned you, Ms. Parrish?
Last week, Thursday, a woman came to see Archie.
I don't recall seeing her here before.
And afterward, Archie looked a bit shell-shocked.
It wasn't his wife?
Siobhan?
No.
This lady was older.
Do you recognize this person?
Yeah, that's her.
The girls are inside.
I don't want to upset them.
Of course.
Mrs. Rushland, you paid a visit to Archie at work last week.
I did.
Any reason?
I was passing.
I thought I'd pop in.
Our witness seemed to suggest--
Is this the young woman who works with Archie?
Well, she claims the visit caused Archie some distress.
Well, shell-shocked, she said.
That's not true.
A while ago, Archie did confide in me that he had concerns.
About?
Upsetting a woman at work who he said was a bit--
how did he put it?
Absorbed with him.
I think she might be deflecting attention.
Archie Draper, 47 years old, professor of climate sciences
at the British Geographical Society,
formerly at Imperial College, lives on Marcia Crescent,
married to Siobhan Draper, née Rushland,
daughter of George and Miriam.
As in the Rushland Group, a multifaceted corporation
who started out financial strip mining,
breaking down failing companies for parts.
Archie and Siobhan have two daughters, 12
and 14, both at Queen's House.
Was there anything from social media?
Archie was a keen cyclist, devoted family man,
lots of pictures of his daughters,
a few too many photos of salads and smoothies.
CCTV outside the British Geographical
Society shows Archie leaving work yesterday at 14:41.
We've yet to find his bike, bag, and cycle helmet.
Anything from the door-to-door?
No.
From the ANPR, one sighting of the vehicle
on Ladbroke Grove at 15:50, but no usable image of the driver.
Hmm.
So why didn't Mr. Bukhari report his car stolen?
What was your impression of him?
Evasive.
Mr. Bukhari's company, Bukhari Systems,
employs around 50 people, based in Knightsbridge,
supplies e-commerce software to the gambling industry.
So leading climate scientist killed before a keynote speech
on climate change.
Is that what we're thinking, someone
from the anti-global-warming lobby?
So who's read the speech?
I'm halfway through.
I mean, it's a bit--
Hard-going?
Dry.
Jess?
I loved it.
It's fascinating stuff.
Coastal erosion around the UK, recommendations
for improvements.
Level-headed, nothing provocative.
We have a match for third-party prints
found on the steering wheel.
Okay.
Detective Inspector Arnold.
DS Walsh.
Are you Finbar Carter?
Never heard of him.
Odd, because you're the spitting
image of Finbar Carter--
shoplifting, possession, taking without owner's consent.
That's joyriding to you.
We need to ask you some questions.
Is your mom not home?
What's this about?
Where were you yesterday afternoon and evening?
I was here all day.
Do you recognize this vehicle?
Nope.
What did you do with the bike?
Make yourselves at home.
Tea in the jar.
Milk in the fridge.
Why don't you tell us how that body ended up in the boot?
When we search your flat, are we going to find the victim's
bike and belongings?
Oh, and we'll need to do tests on your clothing.
Are we going to find blood?
I don't know nothing about no body.
But you did steal the car?
Shit.
Right, so take us through what happened.
Did you know him, Archie Draper, the dead man?
We didn't kill anyone.
We?
Who else was with you?
It was his idea to nick a car.
I just went along for the ride.
Name?
Name!
Stan.
Where can we find this Stan?
He's keeping over here for a couple of nights.
I don't know where he is.
But when he gets back, I'll call you.
Oh, that's kind.
Let's continue this down at the station.
Stan was the one who took the car.
Honest.
I stayed behind.
Problem is, Mr. Carter, your fingerprints
are all over the steering wheel.
You should really treat yourself to some gloves.
Coming.
Nearly 40 pounds from Waterloo
to here, 40 bloody pounds.
And of course, his GPS routed us via Piccadilly
to avoid traffic.
Pedestrians were overtaking us as well as the odd snail.
They're in complete denial that the satnav companies
are in cahoots with the cabbies to rob us all blind.
He looked at me like I was raving mad.
Where's your corkscrew?
Sorry.
You spent 40 pounds just to come and borrow my corkscrew?
Well, I was supposed to be at the theater,
but I opted for a refund and rebooked
because I heard that the understudy wasn't
a patch on the marvelous Tom.
Maybe they should rename it "Six Characters
in Search of a Leading Man."
Waterloo.
You were at the King's Theater?
Yes.
Glasses?
No, some other time.
Uh, I have, uh, things to do.
Spoil sport.
All right then. Tomorrow night.
Takeaway.
Yes, my treat.
And this time, please lay the table because I really don't
want to eat off my lap again.
Uh, corkscrew.
Thank you.
We'd like to talk to you about Wednesday evening again
and where you were.
Try and eat something.
It was the King's Theater you went to, yes?
That's right.
To see "Six Characters in Search of an Author."
How was Mr. Hiddleston?
He was fine.
He was taken ill during the first act,
and the performance was canceled.
The theater refunded tickets.
So were you at the theater on Wednesday night?
Briefly.
What do you mean, briefly?
I waited for Archie outside, even though I
knew he wouldn't come.
But by the time the doors opened, I wasn't in the mood.
So I skipped the play.
When was this?
8:00.
And then where did you go?
The Waterside Inn in Pimlico, had
a couple of glasses of wine.
And then I took an Uber home.
Well, why didn't you tell us that?
Excuse me.
Jess.
Okay.
I'm sorry.
Look, I know how this looks.
But I was in shock, and I did go to the theater.
So I thought it was simpler to just say that.
Simpler to lie?
Max.
Uniform have picked up the other joyrider.
They're bringing him in.
Excellent.
Siobhan?
They just came to follow up on something.
Have you lied to them?
Isn't that the Rushland way?
Lies, lies, lies.
So we know two days ago, you and
Fin Carter went for a little spin in a stolen car.
We recovered these from searching Mr. Carter's flat.
They're used by car thieves to clone the signal from key fobs.
Are we going to find your prints on them?
All you're doing is delaying the inevitable.
We have your mate's phone and laptop.
So we'll find your number and then your name and
then where you live.
It's Brown, Stanley Brown.
Address?
I don't have one.
Did you know the police were looking for you?
Are we sitting across from the only teenager in London who
doesn't own a phone or any ID?
Okay, Stanley Brown, perhaps you
can tell us how the body of this man
ended up in the boot of your stolen car.
Archie Draper, professor, husband,
father of two daughters, just cycling home from work.
What happened?
The offer of a phone call still stands.
Look, if you're scared your parents will find out,
I assure you they will.
Look at me.
Stan!
I'm pausing this interview.
I'll book him in downstairs.
No, leave him here for a bit.
DI Arnold, DS Walsh leaving the room at 11:05.
What is it?
I think that might be Ashley's eldest.
What?
Four or five years ago, I met him in the hospital staff room.
He was playing on her phone.
I'm sure that's him.
Hi.
Hi, yourself.
You lost?
You look lost.
There's something I need to talk to you about.
Sounds ominous.
What have I done?
It's about the car with the body in the boot, specifically
the two lads who stole it.
Go on.
One of them was Stan.
My Stan?
Yeah.
You'll catch a chill.
I just need a break from all the questions.
Siobhan, I've got a question.
Thank you.
You all right?
Who was that?
Fin Carter?
Yeah.
Said you were over at Katie's.
We broke up.
More lies.
You're done. - I know.
I know. - Oh, you know?
What do you know?
Stan!
Not to me.
I'm really sorry.
I will talk to you.
Thank you.
I'm sorry about this.
It's not ideal.
What will happen?
Well--
Part of me just wants to teach him
a lesson about consequences.
Ben and I have tried good cop, bad cop.
I'm not asking for favors.
By the book, no corners cut.
I mean it.
Well, let's see what he tells us,
and we'll take it from there, okay?
Thank you.
Yeah.
I don't know anything about that body.
But you and Mr. Carter were out scouting for cars to nick.
It was his idea.
He said he needed a mate to hold the scanner in the car.
It's a two-man job.
That's what he said.
But it didn't work?
No.
So how did you get hold of the key fob?
Well, Fin took it.
The front door was open.
I was by the car.
That's all we did, take it.
Took it for a little drive.
We didn't go near the boot, didn't even look in it.
What time did you steal it?
Was about 4 o'clock, I think.
And when you dumped it?
Like, an hour later, tops.
The car barely had any charge in it.
But the body must have been in the boot when we took it.
It must have been.
If he's telling the truth, that narrows
down the time of death.
Archie was caught on camera leaving the British
Geographical Society at 2:41.
Our joyriders stole the car around 4:00.
Archie's call records.
Missed calls from his wife, Siobhan, and two more the next
morning between 7:00 and 8:00.
Siobhan could be covering her tracks.
Any texts that stand out?
Well, she seems concerned, asking where he is.
But her texts to Archie are pretty dry, all lowercase.
Call me when you can.
Everything okay?
What time you home?
Perfunctory.
Right.
Stan claims that Bukhari left his front door open.
Why?
Nobody leaves their door open in Chelsea.
With car keys within easy reach.
So if the body was already in the boot--
I think we can connect Archie Draper with Taymoor Bukhari.
Digital forensics went through the car's satnav data.
I've drawn up routes for the day Archie Draper died.
So joyriders drove in a circle around the same four streets,
and Taymoor Bukhari traveled to and
from his private parking space near his office
in Knightsbridge.
But I also scrolled through the satnav's destination log,
and one of the addresses is Marcia Crescent.
Where the Drapers live.
So they do know Taymoor Bukhari.
Three trips over the last month.
This is Siobhan's text, sent at half
2:00 to Archie the day he died, 10 minutes before he left work.
A busy late night.
Can't wait to see you.
Love, S. The kisses, out of character?
Yes.
Eats shoots and leaves.
What eats shoots and leaves?
Well, pandas.
Footballing pandas?
No shoots as in bamboo shoots.
Oh, I see.
Oh, that's clever.
Exactly, punctuation.
So what if A refers to Archie?
Archie busy, full stop.
Late night, full stop.
Can't wait to see you, full stop.
Love S, kiss, kiss.
She's updating someone.
I think she sent it to Archie by mistake.
We've all been there.
So Siobhan intended that for--
Taymoor Bukhari.
Is that where he went?
To Taymoor Bukhari's house to confront them?
Let's ask.
You told us you didn't know Taymoor Bukhari.
According to your phone records,
yesterday you placed a call to a number
registered to Taymoor Bukhari.
And we know he made multiple trips to your residence
in Marcia Crescent.
So you do know him.
I used to send myself flowers to try to make Archie jealous,
but he never even noticed.
He was so wrapped up in his work.
And the past few weeks, with the conference,
had been even worse.
He's withdrawn.
He's stressed all the time.
You told us the last time you saw Archie was when he left
for work on Wednesday morning.
Is that true?
Yes, yes.
I didn't lie about that.
During the day, you were at the Rushland Group offices?
Yes.
Or were you with Mr. Bukhari?
No.
But you had plans to meet.
You'd arranged to attend the theater together?
Yes.
Unless, of course, you bought the tickets
to give yourself an alibi.
What?
No.
We checked.
No one at the Waterside Inn remembers
seeing you there that night.
No sign of you on their CCTV.
So another lie.
So did you or did you not meet Mr. Bukhari
on the day your husband died?
Well, later I did.
A busy.
Late night.
Can't wait to see you.
Love, S. You sent that text to Archie by mistake, didn't you?
I was planning to meet Taymoor that evening.
But I waited for ages, and he never turned up.
So where did you go?
Went to see him, to see Taymoor.
Mr. Bukhari, why did you cancel
your phone contract the morning after Archie Draper died?
So is that what you're all looking for?
My phone?
Can you explain to us how you knew Siobhan Draper?
Who?
You've made numerous trips to Siobhan Draper's address.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Did you see Archie Draper on Wednesday afternoon?
No, why would I?
No.
Did you want Archie out of the way?
No comment.
DC Lombard.
Excuse me.
When your car was stolen, was Mr. Draper's body
already in the boot?
Blood?
Yeah.
He refused to speak to me.
He told me he was tired and asked--
demanded that I leave.
How long were you there?
I got there about half 8:00, a minute, no longer.
Was Taymoor's car outside?
No.
At first I thought he was out.
Did he mention Archie?
No.
What did you do after you left?
I drove around, sat in my car for a while.
I don't know how long I was upset.
Once I'd calmed down, I went home.
I couldn't tell you.
You understand?
How long have you known him?
Since the start of last year.
We met through mutual friends.
He knew I was married.
It was a bit of fun.
And you've been in a relationship since then?
No, no.
Once Archie suspected, I--
I broke it off.
About a month ago, I--
I bumped into Taymoor again.
When Archie received that text,
would he have put two and two together?
Do you think Taymoor killed him?
Unless you have another explanation
for how your husband's dead body
ended up in your lover's car.
Archie turned up at my house Wednesday, just after 3:00.
He was drunk, unsteady on his feet, slurring, shouting.
He was furious.
I just wanted to sit down with him
and talk it all out like gentlemen.
How gallant.
He barged past me.
He was shouting for Siobhan.
So I asked him to leave.
But he didn't.
I encouraged him-- gently encouraged
him towards the door.
He took a swing at me, but he was too drunk to land it.
Did you retaliate?
No.
Well, yes, but--
I shoved him.
But it was a reflex thing, and it wasn't hard at all.
But he tripped over his own feet,
and he smashed his head on the glass.
And there he is, on the floor, blood--
Why didn't you call an ambulance?
I thought he was dead.
You did what any morally sound person
would do and bundled his unconscious body
into the boot of your car.
I was in full-on crunch mode.
So you put the body in the boot,
went back inside the house.
By the time I got back, the car was gone.
It was an accident.
And I know I should have called the police.
You were in full-on crunch mode.
No significant change of a brain injury.
So it doesn't look like a blow to the head was fatal.
No pre-existing conditions in his medical history.
You can see here the head wound is superficial.
I found fibers in his airways, which were a match for the ones
we took from the boot lining.
He was still alive when he was dumped in the boot?
Yes.
The cause of death looks to be heart failure.
Acute myocardial infarction?
He died from a heart attack?
Well, are we saying natural causes?
Nothing natural about it.
He was healthy.
There's no other indications of heart problems.
In my opinion, something man-made had
triggered his heart attack.
I need to check toxicology and see
what they throw into the mix.
If there's nothing else.
The girls are upstairs watching television.
What happened?
They think Taymoor killed him.
How can this be happening?
How?
Oh, my darling.
I'm so sorry.
Oh.
Yeah.
Oh, no.
Yoo-hoo.
What?
Oh, you had to be early today.
Are you washing your clothes in the river now?
Oh, I'd burn that if I were you.
It smells like Neptune's socks.
This is one of my favorite shirts.
Can you pass the bowl?
I'll soak it overnight.
Oh.
Rushland Riverside.
What's this?
It's for work.
Oh, that makes sense, because it's
a bit out of your price range.
Oh.
Is this about that dead professor
they found in that car?
No comment.
I read in the "Metro" that he's George
Rushland's son-in-law.
You remember the horrible little twerp?
So does dodgy George remember me?
I doubt it.
Well, didn't you ask him?
Funnily enough, no.
Why not?
Oh, Mr. Rushland, do you remember when those eco
protesters staged a sit-in at your offices and one loony
activist chained herself to your desk and
sang songs about dodgy George?
Well, that was my aunt Olivia.
Well, not if you put it like that.
Anyway, how's Astrid?
I don't know.
Oh, Max.
I know you're not still together,
but you can keep in touch with her, you know?
I'll text her.
What are you, 16?
Hi.
Long time no speak.
How are you?
Send.
Your finest work yet, Shakespeare.
Oh.
"Hi, we need to talk."
Oh, Max.
That doesn't sound very good at all.
Thank you.
A picture of what happened is changing.
Ashley says Archie's head wound wasn't fatal.
He actually died of a heart attack.
So what or who triggered his heart attack?
Bukhari claims Archie turned up at his house drunk.
But as yet, there's no evidence of alcohol in his system.
Maybe he was given something by someone to calm his nerves
before the conference.
What do we know about Archie's colleague Zoe Parrish?
Miriam Rushland suggested they were romantically involved.
Zoe was asked about that, and she categorically denied it.
Do we know who gains financially
from Archie's death?
His wife, Siobhan, is the main beneficiary in his will.
She's a Rushland.
I doubt she has much need for an academic's pension.
I've been reading up on the Rushland Group.
Three years ago, they moved into property development.
Their first project, Rushland Riverside, 100
units, collapsed.
Not literally.
No.
They're now on the second attempt
to get it over the line, this time
with 300 units, cheapest one listed at more than 2 million.
Over half a billion.
And the rich keep getting richer.
I'll do a broader sweep, see what I can turn up.
Max, look at this.
We recovered most of Archie Draper's items,
including a laptop and a cycle helmet.
Oh, that's good.
Both sold on by Fin Carter, but the bike still in the wind.
See what you can get off that camera.
You told us that Archie's colleague had a soft spot
for him, but she refutes that.
Is it true?
Well, I might have exaggerated a bit.
I was angry when she said that he was
shell shocked after I left.
How ridiculous.
Did you know about Siobhan's affair?
Yes.
And we didn't approve.
Was that the real reason for your impromptu visit
to see Archie last week?
The problem with my daughter is that she
has always been restless.
Did you know that she and Archie met on a rally?
If there was a march, my daughter would be on it.
We were under the impression that Archie
only learned that the affair had resumed on the day he died.
No, he knew last week, which is
why I took it upon myself to mediate or to interfere,
as George would put it.
Your family really aren't helping
by withholding information.
I didn't want my daughter to know
about my visit or my granddaughters
to discover the reason behind it.
After everything else that's going on,
they don't need to know about their mother's infidelity too.
How's it going?
Learned some new routes.
Plus, I can now swear at cyclists in at least
eight different languages.
What the hell is that?
Spinach and wheatgrass.
Helen and I are on a health kick.
Well, does it taste as bad as it looks?
Like liquid lettuce.
Hang on.
Why are you on a health kick?
Helen and I start our first round of IVF next week.
Oh, wow.
Good luck.
Is that what you say?
Yeah, I guess.
Thanks.
It'll be worth it.
Well, breathe.
Push through the pain.
Good morning, Archie.
Oh, good morning, Zoe.
Oh.
Hey, Jess.
Hmm?
One theory is that Archie's drink
may have been spiked, yes?
Yeah.
This is from the morning of the day he died.
Morning, Archie.
Oh, good morning, Zoe.
Oh, thanks.
So on a scale of 1 is meh and 10 is "help me."
Found it in Archie's office.
I spoke to the HR department.
You'll love this.
Last August, Zoe Parrish filed a complaint
against Archie Draper.
Seriously?
Mm-hmm.
Coffee?
Four-day-old coffee from the smell of it.
Mm-hmm.
Layla.
Was looking at the cycle helmet footage.
This is from Wednesday, the day he died.
Archie, you weren't serious last night?
Uh-uh, no.
Maybe.
Why?
Because it wouldn't just be rash, the consequences.
My father would destroy us.
What does she mean by that?
You know I would never do anything to hurt this family.
Imagine waking up every morning to that view.
It'd be like a greenhouse in the summer.
I'd buy a lorry-load of fans and put up with it.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
We were surprised you were back at work.
What brings you both here?
We located the camera on Archie's cycle helmet.
It captured a conversation you both had on Wednesday morning.
If we go somewhere more private,
we can play it for you.
No need.
I remember.
In the video, you refer to an exchange you and
Archie had the night before.
"Archie, you weren't serious last night."
What did you mean by that?
It was nothing.
My father and I had a minor disagreement about zoning.
I'd blown it out of all proportion.
I was pushing for more green space.
My father pushed back.
And over a glass of wine on Tuesday
night, I let off steam and told Archie how I felt.
What was Archie thinking of doing?
Mentioning it in his speech.
We had a laugh imagining how my father would react.
How would he react?
Look--
Do you fear your father will cut you off?
It was a joke.
You weren't laughing in the video.
It was morning-after paranoia.
I was scared.
Of your father?
No.
Anyway, I thought Taymoor had confessed.
It seems to us your family regard the truth as optional.
Well, we don't.
Results in from Ashley.
Renal histology reveals traces of digoxin
present in Archie Draper's bowel and bladder contents.
Well, Ashley's revised the cause of death, cardiac arrest
from poisoning.
Digoxin, from digitalis, derived
from the common foxglove.
It's found in cardiac glycosides.
Heart meds.
Well, according to his medical history,
it's never been prescribed.
The report confirms traces of digoxin
in the contents of his flask.
Someone spiked his coffee.
Thank you for coming in, Ms. Parrish.
We wanted to ask you about this.
Good morning, Archie.
Oh, good morning, Zoe.
It's footage from the camera on Archie Draper's cycle
helmet.
We found the flask in his office.
Analysis of the contents revealed coffee with traces
of a poison called digoxin.
Was there any tension between you and Professor Draper?
What are you implying?
Last August, you filed a complaint against him.
Is that correct?
What was the complaint about?
It was unfounded.
I accused him of plagiarism.
I imagine in academia, that's a cardinal sin.
It is.
Archie had published a paper on renewables,
which I felt had repurposed some of my own research.
I wrote to the BGS code of conduct panel,
but shortly after withdrew my complaint.
Why was that?
I was wrong.
Were you pressured?
No.
I mean, Archie was livid, but I did it
because I had made a mistake.
There were similarities between both mine and
Archie's research, nothing more.
I apologized and closed the complaint.
Was that really the last of it?
Yes.
I felt awful about it, calling his integrity into question.
That was the cardinal sin.
Layla, I've handed everything off on the Draper case now.
I know.
I wanted to check you're okay.
I'm fine.
Juggling three cases at the moment, so.
You're staying then?
Yeah.
I appreciate what you and Max did.
Well, it turned out Stan wasn't much use.
By the book to let him go with a warning.
All right.
You're awake.
Teenagers.
Have you met yours yet?
This weekend.
Roll with the punches.
There's no world in which you get eased in gently.
Ben and I have got four boys, and we
weren't ready for any of them.
It will be okay.
I remember our nighttime walks.
The ones I dragged you on?
My favorite was your guided tour of the coal hole covers.
Go on, do that one.
Oh, that's a Hayward, 1906.
I still don't know if you're making this up.
Well, you can always go back and check.
I'd rather believe that you're right.
So what's your news?
Oh, yeah.
Uh, I've given up the gallery.
Oh, are congratulations in order?
We're retiring on the proceeds of a big sale?
I wish.
I've already signed a contract on a new one.
Downsizing or--
Leipzig.
It's in Leipzig.
I'm moving back home.
Oh.
I, um, I've been thinking about it for a while.
My mother won't be around forever.
And nothing here, really.
There's an expression for that, conscious uncoupling.
Or is it unconscious coupling?
I'm sure one of those is illegal.
So when do you go?
Next week.
Next week?
If you'd answered your phone.
So I guess this is auf Wiedersehen.
Well, for now.
You're still down as my next of kin.
I'll see you.
Travel well, Asti.
Oh, AC Woodrow and Co.
It's self-locking.
How do you do that?
Max, look at this.
In an interview January 2022, George Rushland
describes Rushland Riverside as his life's work.
So this next bit must have hurt.
The reason for its collapse a few months after
was an environmental impact assessment.
Guess who wrote it?
Not Archie.
Looks like there might have been bad blood between them.
Three years of family gatherings,
all that injustice building.
Three years to plan how to get rid.
Let's ask for a chat, informal.
Don't want them hiding behind a wall of solicitors.
A friendly chit-chat.
I can do that.
We're following up on some business dealings, specifically
three years ago, the first iteration
of your Rushland Riverside Development.
Oh, must we relive that dreadful period again?
What made you postpone the project?
We needed to secure new investors.
Your previous ones dropped out a month before you
planned to break ground.
Correct.
Mrs. Rushland, you were working
as a solicitor at that time.
I was legal counsel to the Rushland Group, yes.
After the deal collapsed, your firm
was left with loans totaling nearly 50 million pounds.
The correct figure is 46 million.
We had taken on substantial debts.
In order to meet the interest payments on those debts,
you remortgaged this house in 2022.
And you remortgaged your daughter's six months later.
Perhaps that's how it seems from the outside.
How does it differ from the inside?
You carried out an environmental impact
assessment on the initial plans for the development.
Standard practice.
It was carried out by your son-in-law.
Archie?
Yes.
His report was complimentary about your carbon offsetting,
green spaces, and eco grants, but pretty damning
on the flooding risks.
Is that why your investors ran for the hills?
We did what we had to do.
Which was?
We addressed the concerns raised by Archie,
and then we went back to market to resecure our finance.
You do know that Archie carried out
the EIA on the current development, don't you?
Oh, no?
Well, never mind.
I'll get my PA to send you a copy.
Archie saved us and our investors
from making a terrible mistake so that at the second attempt,
we could be more ambitious.
We are, and always will be in his debt.
For all their bravado, it must have been shaming,
investors leaving them with debts like that.
Oh, no.
Okay.
Big spanner in the works.
The CPS believe we have enough evidence
to charge Taymoor Bukhari.
But Archie was alive when Bukhari put him in his boot.
Oh, I know.
Any solicitor worth their salt will get it
knocked down to manslaughter.
How did you get on with Ms. Parrish?
She admits to the complaint.
She played it down, but I don't
think that score is as settled as she wants us to believe.
Did we get anything back from Archie's laptop?
Cyber is sending through the data.
All we need is one incriminating
email from George Rushland.
We also shouldn't discount Siobhan Draper.
According to the security logs at the BGS,
she dropped by yesterday to pick up Archie's stuff.
She had access to the flask too.
I'll see if I can get the CPS to hold off for 24 hours.
I know it's a memorial, but I think the girls might want
to have one of him smiling.
Hmm.
George?
Mm-hmm.
We never had any secrets, have we?
Never.
And that's why I need--
Mom?
The oven won't stop beeping.
Right.
I'm coming.
Anything on Archie's laptop?
Nothing in the emails, except proof that geographers
love their acronyms.
Oh, thanks.
Jess and I have split the documents.
Which was a bad idea.
Did you know 15% of the UK coastline
is at risk of erosion?
See?
Mustard.
Max, do you have a copy of Archie Draper's conference
speech there?
Oh, my-- whoa.
Found something?
Yeah.
There is a different version of Archie's speech
on his hard drive.
It's current, created two weeks ago,
modified on Wednesday morning, only this one
is not about coastal erosion.
It's an exposé.
On George Rushland.
So Siobhan didn't talk Archie out of it after all.
How are sales, Mr. Rushland?
Strong.
Over 60% sold or under offer.
You must be relieved.
This is a copy of the speech that we believe Archie planned
to give on Wednesday evening.
Where'd you find this?
On his laptop.
He makes some troubling accusations.
Are they true?
I take it that's a yes.
You didn't commission Archie to do a new impact study.
You repurposed the one from three years ago.
But the flooding risks remain.
You haven't fixed any of the issues
raised in his previous report.
In fact, you falsified Archie's data to downplay those risks.
Did you know that Archie planned to give this speech?
It claims you lied to get planning permission,
lied to investors, lied to your customers.
If our investigation proves to be right,
it'll do more than impact your sales.
It'll land you in prison.
Defrauding investors and government officials,
that's a serious offense.
Flooding risk, please.
It's histrionics.
If Archie had made this speech, I would have applauded him,
welcomed the debate.
You think it will affect our sales
or matter to our investors?
It's nonsense.
Our climate has been changing for millennia.
So you don't believe in climate change?
I believe we shouldn't get our knickers
in a twist about it.
Many people live on the river, Mr. Rushland.
They'd like to know about these risks.
Do you think they would?
Their insurance companies push their premiums
through the roof?
No, of course they wouldn't.
They'd do what we would all do--
enjoy our day in paradise and shut out the white noise.
As long as you're making money.
Did you know about this speech?
Of course I didn't.
Did you poison your son-in-law
to prevent him from making it?
Poison?
That's absurd.
Whatever was at stake, Archie was
the husband of my daughter, the father of my granddaughters.
That doesn't answer the question.
You've been here before, three years ago.
You couldn't let it happen again, could you?
You'd lose your house.
Your daughter's family would lose theirs.
And then there's millions in government eco grants
you'd have to pay back.
This would bankrupt you.
As long as I promise to plant a few saplings,
they don't care.
That's not how it works.
That's exactly how it works.
This is Detective Layla Walsh, Chelsea Police Station.
I need an ambulance for a male collapsed and
unresponsive, possible heart attack at the Rushland Group,
Lots Road, Chelsea.
Okay.
Thank you.
Bye.
Doctor said he's going to pull through,
but won't be well enough to answer our questions
for a couple of days.
So did George poison Archie to protect
his business interests?
I think he'd do anything to protect his business interests.
Hospital sent through George Rushland's medical records.
He has end-stage heart disease.
Ashley said that the substance used to poison Archie
is found in heart medication.
When was George's heart problem diagnosed?
Three years ago, 2022.
When the first Rushland Riverside deal collapsed.
Is it possible Siobhan and her father conspired?
Siobhan knew the truth about the speech.
She tells her father.
Siobhan knew burning down her father's empire
would have consequences.
I think that's what she was warning
Archie about in that video.
When did Siobhan pick up Archie's belongings?
Yesterday.
Yeah, but what time?
Security at BGS signed her in at 12:50.
Weren't we interviewing her at the Rushland Offices then?
Jess, see if they have CCTV of her arrival.
Three years ago, she nearly lost
George, nearly lost it all.
She'd do anything not to be in that position again.
Mrs. Rushland.
We'd like to ask you some questions.
Can this wait?
We've been at the hospital all day.
No, it can't.
Mrs. Rushland.
Mom.
Well, what do you want to ask her?
Come in.
We believe George told you about Archie's real speech
exposing the Rushland Group.
Yes, he told me everything.
Mom, what's going on?
Yesterday you visited the British Geographical Society.
You signed in as your daughter.
Did you go there looking to retrieve Archie's flask?
We'd already picked it up and tested it.
Inside were traces of a poison
called digoxin, found in cardiac glycosides,
heart medicine.
That's what your husband's been taking
for the last three years.
But he's only just--
Daddy's been ill for three years?
We didn't want to worry you.
Why don't you take us through what happened, Miriam?
I don't know how to explain.
But you admit you poisoned Archie?
Don't confess to this, not to get Dad off the hook.
It wasn't him.
It had to be.
Siobhan, I'm sorry.
I couldn't let your father spend the time
he had left in prison.
I just couldn't do that to him.
I had to protect my family.
I didn't mean to kill him.
I was just trying to make him sick so that he
would miss the conference.
Mom!
No.
I couldn't let it happen again.
I couldn't go through it a second time because I know
he wouldn't have survived it.
But Archie wasn't going to follow through with it.
I talked to him.
He was always going to do it.
We had offended him by putting his name on that document.
I explained it to him.
No, Siobhan, you argued.
Archie was going to ruin us.
Your father would be in prison.
Our livelihoods, our homes, the girls'
education, gone, nothing.
Nothing would survive.
Long after your father and I shuffle off this mortal coil,
you would still be left picking up the pieces.
It's breaking my heart, living with what I did.
But I'd do it again.
Sacrifice.
Family before anything else.
Hi.
Back so soon?
It's a courtesy visit.
Mom doesn't know.
I just wanted to say sorry for all the trouble I've caused
and thank you, Max.
DI Arnold.
You know, in our house, you are a bit of a legend.
Your mom's one in mine.
When I was your age, whenever I was heading out,
my dad would say, be good.
And if you can't be good, don't get caught.
When I heard the second part, I always thought it was
a license to get away with it.
But that's not what he meant.
He meant be good.
And if you can't be good, don't be bad.
There won't be a next time.
I'll hold you to that.
If I'd have known, I would have talked her out of it.
You just concentrate on getting better.
Hmm, thanks.
Cheers.
By the way, turns out you were right.
First time for everything.
What about? - ABBA.
The winning choice.
Who knew?
I'm surprised you ever doubted me.
I managed to get some last-minute tickets
for the hologram thing.
John's daughter is very excited.
Are you looking forward to it?
You know what?
I am.
There's no world in which you get eased
in gently to these things.
Wise words.
Ashley.
She all right?
You know Ashley, rolling with the punches.
I updated the CPS on the case,
and they praised everyone's input.
We work so well together.
Well, you know the saying, there's no I in team.
There is the way I spell it.