Thank you for inviting me to your wedding.
I would be delighted to attend.
Frankie?
Snake!
Uh, did it get her? Was she bitten?
This was an accident! This is not my fault!
Since you've come home, everything is harder.
Oh, your life, it would just be so much easier
if I'd never come back.
I might have said some things about it being easier
if you weren't here. It's not true.
Gotta get this buck's on the road.
Wedding's only around the corner.
Your wedding won't be a nightmare.
This one will be perfect.
Welcome to Daisy and Glenn's wedding.
You've got your signature cocktail there - pear spritzer.
We've called it the Perfect Pear, because...they are.
Go easy, though, cos they're a little bit strong.
Glenn Strong.
Thank you. I write my own...jokes.
Oh!
How are we feeling?
Oh, I think he's a bit nervous.
I'm not nervous. He's nervous!
Mate, before you know it,
you'll be married to an absolute legend.
And then listening to the most hilarious, yet heartfelt,
best man's speech that's ever been delivered.
Are we ever going to stop hearing about this speech?!
However, I can't...can't vouch for the bridesmaid.
Ah, yes. That's Cat.
She's asked Daisy for a printout with photos
of the blokes who are single or, her words,
"In a relationship that's a little bit shaky."
SHE LAUGHS Bing-bong, bing-bong!
Special announcement!
I'm an envoy from our bride
sent to inform you that she is a fraction delayed.
Delayed?
Challenges with her hair, I am told, being met with aplomb.
She should be here in a trice.
Trice!
Trice.
She is coming, though? Of course!
I just want it to be perfect.
Oh, no, it's going to be perfect.
Where's Frankie?
Oh.
FRANKIE WHINES Stay still.
There.
SHE SIGHS
SHE GRUNTS
OK... Oh!
I guess there is...
..nothing left to do...
..but...
..go.
Come on!
PHONE CAMERA CLICKS That's the shot.
Take it. Yeah, get the photo. Oh, there's Claire and Patrick!
Claire! Oh, hello.
Pardon, pardon...!
Excuse me, but no photographs, please.
What? At all?
The bride and groom have requested an analogue wedding.
There will, of course,
be official photos, but for the guests...
Click, click!
THEY LAUGH
Have fun!
Oh... He's a bit of a card, isn't he?
Hey, smile. No! No photos.
It's a disposable. At all.
You cannot take a good photo of me. It's a curse.
Really? Yes.
I used to chuck a sickie every school photo day. It just...
It wasn't worth the embarrassment.
No.
Don't, Felix.
Welcome. Uh, Colin Cartwright, best man.
Sing out if I can help with anything.
I'll be right, Carol.
Uh, no... Uh, Colin, actually.
Who cares?
Romantics...everywhere!
Malcolm Stringer!
Philomena Strong! Well, well!
What are you doing here?
Well, my ex-wife is the bride's godmother,
but she couldn't be here, thankfully, so...
What about you?
My son is the groom.
You're kidding! I know!
Are you still a detective?
No, no, I'm...
I'm back in uniform now.
I'm out at Spout Creek.
Spout Creek!
Spout Creek. Wow. Why's that?
Oh, I don't know, needed a change of pace.
Oh, yeah. Hmm.
Finding that foot on the beach didn't turn you off, did it?
THEY LAUGH
Well, it'd turn anybody off, wouldn't it?
Hey, so, you know where you're sitting?
Uh, would you excuse me for a moment, Phil?
FRANKIE BARKS Frankie!
Ah... Good girl. HE CHUCKLES
I know.
Awkward.
No, you look...
Look at this beautiful girl! FRANKIE WHINES
She's recovered well, hasn't she?
Keep away from snakes from now on, please.
And you, keep her away from snakes from now on, please.
Thanks, Dr Joy. Doing my best.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to begin.
Take a seat, not a side.
You are loved by the groom and by the bride.
LAUGHTER
The very best of luck.
Not that you'll need it. No.
Because, um... today, luck is not a factor,
because you're getting married...
..and Godspeed to you.
Er, Glenn... The bride has arrived.
The moment is upon us.
Here you go.
Oh!
Go around.
UKULELE PLAYS WEDDING MARCH
SHE GIGGLES
Ladies and gentlemen, please.
What a wonderful day.
We are in, as my partner loves to say,
an exquisite moment.
Hello, my name is Christopher Fletcher,
and I am duly appointed by law to solemnise marriages
and to officiate in this wedding today
between Glenn Albert Strong
and Daisy Deirdre Dixon.
And so...
..if there are no objections,
I will proceed. GASPING
Oh! Ah! Uh, madam?
Ah, uh, madam?
It's...
Er, madam, please, er...!
Mack!
GUESTS GASP
She's dead.
Who is she? I... I don't know.
Daise? I don't know her either.
But she's at your wedding!
It's Doris Carides.
I recognised her when she walked in.
Oh, my God, so it is! Hmm.
Who's Doris Cari...? Who are you?!
Er, I'm Malcolm Stringer.
Doris is a detective, a retired detective.
You worked with her, didn't you?
Back in the day, yeah.
She said something just as she collapsed.
Did anyone catch it?
Yeah, I thought it was...
What? "Mack!"
I mean, I could be wrong.
My hearing's not great, I need to get it checked,
but that is what it sounded like.
Why would she say that? It doesn't make any sense.
All right. She's...
..foaming around the edges of the mouth.
She's bit her tongue.
Seizure?
Mm.
Look at her fingertips.
They're red and blistered.
Contact poison.
The only thing I can think of is organophosphate.
Pesticide. Yeah. It's highly toxic.
You can't buy it any more,
but some farms still have it around.
Uh, Malcolm... Malcolm, you saw her walking in, didn't you?
And she was fine. She was.
If it was, it had to be incredibly fast-acting.
It would be.
But...
..how is it transmitted?
She's not holding anything. She's not...touching...
Everyone, put your...put your...put your...brochures,
your...your manuals, your wedding manuals -
your programmes! Put your programmes down
and don't touch them.
Don't panic, everyone.
Just put them down as fast as you can.
Yep. Don't touch them.
Um, Felix, um...
..get everyone inside and bag the programmes.
I need statements from everyone.
I need to know where they were sitting,
what did they touch, if they saw Doris,
if they saw...anything.
Did they have a programme? Got it.
And get them to wash their hands with soap.
None of the others have any symptoms, so...
...hopefully, they're clean... Can I get everybody inside, please?
Right now. Up the stairs.
Around that way. Just keep your hands up. Yep.
FRANKIE WHINES
I handed the programmes out.
I touched them all.
Colin, best man.
How do you feel? Uh...
..fine.
Actually...
..maybe a little bit light-headed.
No, I'm fine. I'm fine.
But how do we know for sure?
Could you do tests?
What? Now?
Yes. The faster I know what we're dealing with,
the quicker we can figure this out.
Well, but are we going to figure something out today, Mackenzie?
This is a crime scene.
I think we should let these people go.
No!
No, the chances are the killer is still here.
How fast can you do it?
It's a really simple test.
Half an hour at most.
OK. OK.
Oh, boy...
Glenn. Daise, I...
What, you're leaving?
I won't be long, I promise.
The sooner we figure this out, the sooner it can all happen.
OK.
Why did she mention Mack's name?
I... I don't know.
SHE SIGHS Hey.
I love you.
We're going to sort this out, OK?
How about I get us a drink?
Malcolm! Malcolm!
When did you last see Doris?
Look, um... HE CHUCKLES
I...I...
..really don't know Doris that well.
Um, we worked together on a couple of cases
back when I was starting out as a detective, that's all.
Right, so, years? Years? Yeah.
If you didn't know her that well,
why is your name on a list in her pocket?
My...?
What?
Well...
I don't know. I don't...
Um, what are the other names?
Tabitha Dewitt. Joy Mina.
Tabitha...
No, I don't know them.
What's happening?
I am trying to figure that out.
Daisy...
..whoever did this is probably still here,
so I am going to find out who it is as quick as I can,
and make sure that you both get the...
..the beautiful wedding that you deserve.
Can you tell me what these three people have in common?
They're all here. Malcolm...
Tabitha did the invitations and the signage, and Joy...
Frankie's vet.
Yeah, they're all invited.
Unlike...Doris.
OK, um...
..let them know we need to speak to them,
figure out why they're on this list.
OK, will do.
Never seen her before in my life.
Look at me.
I'm a printer, for God's sake!
And you... you printed the programmes?
Yes. And the idea that they could be used
to harm anyone...!
SHE SOBS
And you delivered them to the venue?
Last night, with all the signage.
OK, can you tell me about the printing process?
You print them on a machine?
By machine? Absolutely not.
It's letterpress.
All manual.
The charm of doing things by hand.
And I can assure you,
there was nothing untoward
about the programmes when I delivered them here.
Just you... Don't go anywhere.
We want to talk to you again.
TABITHA SOBS It's so horrible!
I think everyone's having a really good time.
I think it's really fun.
Glenn? Just give me a sec.
Hey, guess what? What?
I love you!
And you look so hot.
She is a bit annoying, though.
No, she's just...
She's just trying to do her job.
You've always been way too nice about her.
It's definitely something on the programme.
I'll send it away to the city for a more detailed tox.
But I used a dichloromethane as a solvent
to extract an organophosphate from the papers,
and given Doris's symptoms and manner of death,
we are looking at poisoning from some sort of pesticide.
So, should...should I be worried?
Did you open any of the programmes?
No. Then you're fine.
I only found poison on the inside,
and I took a few others as samples.
Nothing on any of them.
Only one of the programmes was poisoned?
I can't say for certain,
but it looks like it.
And they were handed out completely at random?
Yeah, yeah, I just took them out of the box,
and then handed them out to whoever was there.
When did you hand Doris hers?
I handed her one just before the ceremony.
She was the last to sit down.
So could someone have distracted her
and then swapped the programme?
Reggie and Felix were sat next to her.
They would have noticed. Hmm, right.
So, a retired detective shows up to a wedding
that she's not invited to,
with the names of three guests on a list in her pocket.
And, somehow, she ends up murdered.
Yeah, not before saying your name.
Thank you!
But the murder weapon is a poisoned programme
that you handed to her at random.
So, how does the killer guarantee that you hand Doris
the one programme with poison on it?
Doris Carides, former detective,
murdered at a wedding that she wasn't invited to.
In her pocket was a list of three names.
Those people are Tabitha Dewitt,
letterpress printer.
Printed the programmes, including probably the murder weapon,
delivered them. No further involvement.
Joy Mina...Frankie's vet.
Keep her away from snakes from now on, please.
And Senior Sergeant Malcolm Stringer,
former detective, works at Spout Creek police station.
It's about 400Ks away.
Worked with Doris back in the day.
Hasn't seen her for years.
Doesn't know why she was there or why he's on her list.
OK, so, something has to link these people.
We just... We just have to figure out what.
Do we have any photos from the wedding?
Maybe they captured something.
Ah, guests were not allowed. Analogue wedding.
And the photographer was always focused on Daisy and Glenn.
But, but, but...
..I collected all these.
I'm going to ring around all the local chemists
to see if anyone can develop them.
Great! Reggie, great! OK!
In the meantime, we are going to piece together
Doris's last 24 hours,
see if she was looking into anything.
If she was, what was it? Hold on.
I think I might have something.
The waitress last night said that she saw Doris talking to someone.
Who? Uh, the stationery lady.
Yeah, Tabitha. Tabitha.
Does she know what they were talking about?
Uh, she said that she heard Doris
saying something like, "Remember anything?"
Tabitha! Tabitha...
Hey.
So, I reckon I called, like, what, half a dozen chemists
and none of them have the machine to develop film any more.
They send it into the city and it takes, like, a week.
Ugh! We don't have a week.
We know.
I want to get this done quickly
so Glenn's wedding isn't completely destroyed.
Excuse me. Sorry, excuse me.
Hello. Um, didn't we tell you to stay
until we'd spoken to you?
I can't hang around all afternoon.
I have surgeries to prepare for.
But... COLIN SCOFFS
..it's Saturday!
Oh, a nine-to-five job, wouldn't that be nice?
Is that all?
Yeah, that's all, Joy. Thank you.
Bye, Joy! But that's not all.
Are you sure?
Just smile and wave. Smile and wave.
Vital surgery prep.
Couldn't wait another moment.
But she was planning on being at the wedding all day!
Exactly, so why is she so keen to leave?
Follow her. Yep.
There's something she's not telling us.
Mm.
This is nice.
Eh, I quite like a waistcoat, actually.
Uh, not how we imagined it.
No.
We're still doing it, though. Really?
Babe, people have come from everywhere
to be here because we love you.
Jenny came from Hong Kong.
You had Lisa come from London.
You know, I came from Adelaide.
Adelaide.
We're doing this.
Oh, Mack?
Annoying. Wow.
Oi!
Have you solved it yet?
HE SIGHS
I can't comment.
Oh, my God.
What if you don't get to do your speech?
Well, that's not my concern.
OK, well, I saw you practising it out there.
Had your little stopwatch going and everything.
What's the plan with that?
Is it, like, make them laugh, make them cry...?
"He's the best mate I ever had." Is that the vibe?
Well...
..there's a bit more to it than that.
Oh, of course. No, no, no.
This is the one that's going to turn the best man speech
on its head! All right.
"I thought I'd heard it all
"when it came to wedding speeches, Margaret.
"But that one? Wow..."
You having fun? I am!
Thank you so much for asking!
Because, to me, it looks like you're covering your anxiety
that I've prepared my speech
and you...haven't.
You dropped off the programmes and then you left?
Yes. Right.
You didn't see Doris?
This is your handiwork?
Yes, it is.
Is that who that was?
You don't recall her saying something like,
"Remember anything?"
No.
Do you have any idea if...?
I mean, we're not trying to rush you.
I know, I just...
Glenn, I'm not completely oblivious to...all of this.
If there's anything I can do to help push things along...
Actually...
..what chemicals do you have at your lab?
Here we go, Senior Sergeant Stringer.
Oh, wow. Beautiful.
So, how long have you been here, Phil?
Oh, uh, 25 years. Wow.
SHE CHUCKLES I know.
You know, but sometimes I think, you know, I...
..should have had a little go at being a detective.
You would have been great. I know, I know.
Hmm. Oh.
So, what took you to Spout Creek?
Ohh, look...
It's... You know, it's quiet.
I get to fish and got myself a little hobby farm.
Mm.
So there was no epiphany?
No realisation...
..why you shouldn't be a detective?
This is an interview, isn't it?
HE LAUGHS
Nicely done, Phil, but you should not be alone.
Ah, well, there you go.
See, you would have been great!
It was Doris who sent you to the country, wasn't it?
And you've done your research.
It was one call, Malcolm, it's not a secret.
You're a very good detective.
You would have made it to the big league!
And Doris Carides, she ruins your career.
It's not what you're thinking.
Do you have organophosphates on your little hobby farm?
Pesticides? Yes.
But then, half the farms in the district
have that stuff hanging around.
Look, Doris sending me to the country...
HE SIGHS ..it saved me,
because my drinking was out of control.
I was a liability.
Her sending me was probably the best thing
that ever happened to me.
Do you have any idea why she might have wanted to talk to you?
No, no. I avoided her.
She's scary.
You used to be able to get your photos in an hour.
You could stand at the window of the chemist
and watch 'em popping out of the machine.
They would pop, pop, pop!
Is that so? Yeah.
Oh...
They'd be married by now if this hadn't all happened.
We'll get them there.
Did she have that bag on the way in?!
Nope! No!
Joy Mina!
Stop! Police!
Go, Felix! Get her!
Stop!
Oh, my gosh!
Do you have anything you want to say for yourself?
I have no idea where any of this came from.
Four horses in the last month...
..for surgery.
Big operations, it looks like.
Six dog legs,
amputated.
Also last month.
You know, it just seems like more surgeries
than you could be doing, if I'm honest.
Get to the point.
Where's all that ketamine going, Joy?
Is that what Doris wanted to talk to you about?
No.
Oh, come on.
A detective has your name on a list,
she ends up poisoned at a wedding you're both at,
and you, with your entire drug lab here,
well, it doesn't look good. I had no idea who she was.
I'll admit that, from time to time,
I may have moved small quantities of ketamine
to third parties.
It's not a crime.
Yes... Yes, it is.
Well, it's a victimless one.
No, it's not!
The point is, I would never harm anyone.
Since that day that I found a bird in our driveway with a broken wing.
I named her Alison.
I nursed her back to life,
I fed her through a milk dropper.
The moment that I took her in my hands
and I watched her fly away,
I knew that I would devote my life to helping animals,
to being a vet.
Except you're not a vet.
Letterpress. So?
Look closely.
Your press leaves the tiniest
little indentations just...there...
..on everything you print.
The "charm of doing things by hand",
I believe you called it.
You'll also find that little indentation is just...
Oh, look, just there.
Like a little invisible signature.
You told us you didn't know anyone on that list,
but it turns out
you've been forging documents,
for Joy, for years.
JOY SCOFFS
And not just her fake degree.
Not a fake. Shut up, Joy.
Her licences, insurance,
drug consignments, all fake.
So not only do you know Joy,
you're in a criminal conspiracy with her.
And considering how much ketamine
we've got going through that little clinic...
Not that much. Shut up, Joy!
..it seems very...lucrative.
Doris was investigating something.
She found you last night,
put the wind up you and you realised, oh,
you were looking at a few years at the very least.
And that's not something you'd be keen on,
considering your condition.
So what did you do? Did you call your accomplice?
Oh, you don't have to answer us.
We can just wait until we get your phone records,
which I have just sent off for.
Fine.
You can have me on the forgery.
Rubbish. Shut up, Joy!
Look, I didn't kill her, I swear.
I didn't even know her.
Hi, Phil.
Uh, did you want a drink or...?
Oh, God, I would love one, but, uh...
Well, I'm working now.
Oh, honey, not the wedding you imagined.
No, no. No.
Well, if anyone can solve it...
I know.
She's brilliant. I get it.
Look, this is going to be something that you tell your kids.
You know, "There was a murder at my wedding."
THEY LAUGH Sorry to intrude, ladies.
PHONE RINGS Can I get you anything?
Oh, look, I'm going to just have to... Sorry.
Hmm. Come. Let me prepare you a small plate.
Bryce, yeah. Hi, yeah.
Phil Strong.
Yeah. Look, I'm going to have to be brief here.
Um, remember that time that I asked for a detective
and you didn't send me one?
Hm. Well, I'm going to call in that favour.
I need some background.
Yes. Tabitha and Joy knew each other.
They were conspiring. Great.
We still don't know how the killer did it...
Or why Doris said your name. Yes! Thank you.
Look, I know it's awkward on Glenn's wedding day,
but she said it, and it's a clue.
We can't ignore it.
I'm not ignoring it, believe me.
It doesn't help us figure out how the killer
poisoned the one programme that Doris took.
Searched every corner of that vet clinic,
found loads of drugs,
but no pesticides or anything that could have killed Doris.
They're all anti-inflammatories.
And I could do with some,
because my feet are still absolutely killing me.
Maybe, uh...
Maybe we put a pin in it. Regroup tomorrow.
No!
No, it's their wedding day!
That's what I mean. We don't have to solve it today.
We can get there.
We will, we will, we will. We'll get there.
PHONE RINGS
Glenn.
Mm-hm.
SHE SCOFFS
Hello?
SHE CHUCKLES In here.
Uh.
That's, um... What can I smell?
Vinegar. Yeah.
It's very acidic, so I'm using it as a stopper.
SHE LAUGHS
You know, there's not many guys that can just improvise
a dark room at short notice.
It's really not that complicated.
Start with a developer, which is just a high pH solution
with a reducing agent -
something that donates electrons.
I'm using instant coffee for the caffeic acid, so...
Yeah, as thrilling as this lecture is, Glenn, may we...?
Sorry. No, it's OK.
It's actually really fun to remember
what a massive nerd you are.
Stuck in a dark room, stinking of chemicals.
Don't have much luck on my wedding days.
Hm.
Not a dig at you.
A bit of a dig at you.
How's Daisy?
She's OK.
Why did she say your name?
Doris, when she died.
I don't know.
It's weird, though, isn't it?
Did she even know you? Don't think so.
I will figure it out, though.
And then you'll have your wedding day.
Then you'll be off to...Bali or wherever.
Road trip up the coast. Camping.
Cool.
We're leaving first thing in the morning.
The ute's already packed. SHE LAUGHS
Of course it is.
Right. Well, I've developed all the photos,
and I've put a few aside that have Doris in them.
I think that might be helpful.
Mm-hm. Have a look at this.
This is where it gets a bit weird.
That is weird.
They're all of you, Reggie.
Got a fan?
Who took all of them?
Yeah, we don't know.
You know, the cameras were all over the place.
Could have been anyone.
Well, someone's definitely got a crush on you.
SHE LAUGHS I don't know about that.
If you want us to,
we could do a DNA test on all the cameras,
get a sample from each of the guests,
put, like, a line-up for your perusal?
That's inappropriate, Colin.
Sorry. But could you?
We could not. Oh.
But in terms of police work,
there are a few here that are useful with Doris in them.
Doris arrives.
Doris takes a drink.
Doris sits down.
They're all from before the ceremony.
I know. Nothing here of Doris with a programme
or anyone doing anything with a programme.
COLIN SIGHS So, it's a...
It's a dead end? Yeah.
Unless... Hm?
..you want us to frame one for you?
That's also inappropriate, Mackenzie. OK.
Could you?
PHONE RINGS
Boss?
Doris sending you to the country
was the best thing for you, was it?
Yeah, yeah, it was. Mm.
I've still got friends in the city, Malcolm.
I know that you reapplied
for the homicide squad every single year,
and I know who turned you down every single year,
and that was Doris Carides!
So I still wanted to be a detective!
You know, kill me!
"Our force will never be strong
"while...cows like Carides are still breathing.
"I stand ready to serve."
That was you, wasn't it?
I mean, it says "Craig Forrester",
but we know that's one of the noms de plume you use
on private police officer groups.
Mmm.
You know, I was a good detective.
I made one mistake and she blacklisted me.
What was the mistake?
Oh...
You know the foot I found on the beach?
HE CHUCKLES
Me and a few of the boys, um...
..we took some stupid photos with it.
We were just mucking about,
but, um...
..Doris hit the roof.
Unethical. Inappropriate. Fine.
But the real issue is that it turned out
that the foot belonged to Mark Jarvis.
Mark Jarvis?
The guy who went missing off the boat with his wife?
Yeah, Chloe Jarvis, yeah, yeah.
About 12 years ago.
You see, Doris was obsessed with this case
because she always thought that Chloe killed Mark,
pocketed all their money
and got away with it.
You know, that she changed her name and went off
and made a new life for herself somewhere else,
and that me mucking about with the foot tanked the case,
but she didn't have a case because they drowned!
You know, they...they drowned! End of story.
Sharks got to the damn foot!
But oh, no, no! Those photos were enough
for Doris Carides to ruin my career!
You know, you do sound angry.
Of course I'm angry!
You know, I loved being a detective.
I loved it, and she took that away from me
for one dumb mistake. So, yeah, I'm angry,
and I'm not sorry she's dead.
But come on, guys, use your brains!
How could I have killed her?
I didn't know she was going to be here.
SHE SIGHS He's right.
He didn't know Doris would be here.
And it's not as though he's going to have poison on him
on the off chance that they bump into each other.
I mean, even if he did,
we don't know how the killer
guaranteed that Colin would hand Doris that...
..poisoned programme.
Or why she said your name.
Yes. Thank you, Colin.
Or why she said my name!
Oh, dear...
Excuse me, Mack,
sorry, sorry, sorry to interrupt.
Um, I need to make an announcement.
Um...
Uh, I'm... I'm...
We're going to send everyone home and reschedule.
It's not going to happen today, and that's fine.
Daise... No!
No, I...
I said I would solve it, and so I will.
I will solve it.
So, just...just...just leave me alone and...
..let me think.
But you haven't.
You haven't solved it!
You told us to wait,
so we have put everything on hold all day,
but you haven't got anywhere! You were never going to!
Oh, but no-one can argue with you
when you set your mind on something.
I have tried for months,
every single day,
to be smiling and happy
and fair to you because you are important,
you're important to Glenn,
but I can't get away from you.
I can't get away from you!
I mean, someone collapses at my wedding
and says your name as they die!
So stuff it!
I am not sending anyone home!
I am going to marry the man I love today,
with my family and my friends,
and, Mackenzie Clarke, you are no longer welcome!
Now that's a good speech.
Christopher, let's do it.
Glenn, let's get married.
Um...
Oh, babe, that one's mine.
Oh! Yeah. OK.
Thanks.
Uh, Mackenzie Clarke, Dolphin Cove police station.
I need you to send me something over, and quickly.
Ladies and gentlemen,
well, here we are again. DAISY LAUGHS
So far, not the day we would have expected,
but Glenn and Daisy
are not a conventional couple.
This moment,
these people here together
will never happen again.
So let's take time to enjoy that and...
Christopher... Mm?
..let's move things along.
Right? Yes!
On we go, then!
And so now we come to the exchange of the rings.
The rings, please.
Oh, right, that's me.
Glenn, say after me,
"Daisy, with this ring, I thee wed."
Daisy...
..with this ring... Stop!
MACKENZIE PANTS GUESTS GASP
Stop the wedding!
GUESTS MURMUR
I know who the killer is.
What was Doris Carides doing
at Glenn and Daisy's wedding?
That was the first question.
She wasn't invited.
Neither the bride nor the groom had any idea who she was.
The only clue to her presence was a list in her pocket
with three names on it.
Malcolm Stringer, Tabitha Dewitt and Joy Mina.
What linked them,
other than being at this wedding?
Doris was onto something.
We didn't know what, but somebody did.
That somebody didn't want Doris sniffing around,
so they poisoned her
with organophosphate pesticide,
a contact poison.
But how?
How did the killer manage to poison Doris
with a programme handed out at random by a police officer?
Well, they didn't.
No, the killer wanted us looking at the programmes.
They wanted us trying to unpick
an impossible crime. Because then...
..then we wouldn't be looking at what actually killed Doris.
Her cocktail glass containing her drink.
What a perfect murder weapon!
Covered in a poison almost instantly lethal to the touch,
and then thrown in the dishwasher with all the rest.
Evidence destroyed.
But there was pesticide on the inside of the programme.
I tested it.
Yes, yes.
Thank you.
You are correct.
The killer planted the poisoned programme
in the commotion following Doris's collapse.
But still...
..why?
I knew that there had to be a link
between the names on that list,
but what we didn't realise
is that we were actually investigating two murders.
Doris's and...
..the last perfect murder...
..the killer planned.
Their own.
The Chloe Jarvis case.
Malcolm worked it with Doris all those years ago.
Chloe and Mark Jarvis took a boat out to sea
and were never seen again.
Both drowned, is that right, Malcolm?
That was the prevailing opinion, yes.
What was Doris's theory?
That Chloe killed Mark and got away with it.
Uh-huh. Why did she think that?
We found a...
His foot washed up...
Well, I found his foot washed up on the beach,
but it was... It was a mess.
There was no way of telling what had happened to it.
And Chloe, what, she was safe somewhere,
living her best life, enjoying all that money?
Well, that was Doris's theory.
But it was...it was more than just a theory.
It became...
..an obsession for Doris.
The one that got away.
That's why you were on the list, Malcolm.
Doris Carides thought Chloe Jarvis was still alive,
and she wanted to talk to the detectives
who worked the original case.
Is... Is she still alive?
No, no.
No, that is what Doris got wrong.
Chloe Jarvis didn't murder her husband.
Her husband murdered her.
Isn't that right...
..Mark?
I'm sorry, er, me?
Is this... Is this some sort of a joke?
Oh, I don't know, Mark.
Jokes, they're not really my thing.
Sit down, mate.
Take a seat.
Doris Carides, she was a true detective.
You know, even in retirement,
the Chloe Jarvis case, it haunted her.
So, she looked into those leads again,
and she made lists of people to talk to
and where they were now. The South Coast.
Malcolm Stringer, the detective who found Mark's foot.
Tabitha Dewitt, a printer with a sideline in forgery,
who was questioned at the time under suspicion
that she forged documents for Chloe Jarvis.
And Joy Mina, a local vet,
who really just will do anything for money...
JOY SCOFFS ..and who we now know
is in a criminal conspiracy with Tabitha.
Doris thought that these people,
they might just know something
about what happened to Chloe Jarvis.
She found Tabitha here,
last night,
when she was delivering the printing.
The ever-innocent Tabitha knew nothing.
Joy Mina... Doesn't ring a bell. Sorry.
But she did make a call to an old friend.
Tabitha's the one that forged the documents
turning you from Mark Jarvis, murderer,
into Christopher Fletcher, wedding celebrant.
Bearded now. Different hair, bit more weight on
and with a telltale imperfection
on your licence, just there,
from Tabitha's letterpress.
Thanks to Tabitha,
you suspected Doris would be at this wedding.
I mean, poisoning her glass, that was a bit of a risk
because you needed her to put down her drink
in order to switch it, but considering the stakes for you,
it was a risk worth taking.
So...
So, what?
This is all just supposition.
There is no glass.
There is no evidence.
You... You can't prove anything.
MACKENZIE SCOFFS
I would have missed it.
But then I saw how easily Daisy picked up the wrong bouquet
without noticing it, and then things fell into place.
These photos are taken from before the wedding.
Doris takes a drink.
And then, just a moment later,
there's more liquid in her glass
than there was when she took it.
And that was because of this.
A hand swapping the drinks,
your distinctive ring giving you away.
And she knew,
didn't she?
When you started the ceremony,
Doris realised too late...
..that it wasn't Chloe Jarvis
that she was looking for,
but her husband.
Her murderer.
Madam, please, uh...
Oh, uh...
She could only manage one word as she died.
Not "Mack". Not "Mack"...
..but "Mark".
Mark.
SHE GROANS
Doris Carides solved her case,
and she was identifying you,
the man who cut off his own foot
to get away with murdering his wife.
Well, you know, you didn't do the actual amputation.
No, that would have been a local vet
who, 12 years ago, bought her surgery in Dolphin Cove
around the time that Mark and Chloe disappeared.
Joy Mina, the last name on that list.
Well, this is...
..absolutely ridiculous.
Colin.
Felix.
It was the left, wasn't it, Malcolm?
I'll never forget.
Loafers!
Much appreciated.
Excuse fingers.
Now, that would be a hell of a coincidence, wouldn't it?
Mark Jarvis, you're under arrest
for the murder of Doris Carides...
..and Chloe Jarvis.
You can't escape your past, Mark.
It might take years,
you might move miles away,
try and become a different person, but...
..at some point, like it or not,
you have to reckon with it.
You don't have to say or do anything,
but anything you do say or do
may be used in evidence against you.
What a day!
I've been to some weddings in my time, let me tell you.
I found a bride,
Cassandra Alexou, pashing her bridesmaid
in the vestry before the ceremony.
SHE CHUCKLES That was a wild ride.
But I've never had a murder.
Still, we got him in the end!
So that's another tick for the Rocco files.
You done? All done.
Good. Hey, Reggie?
Mm-hm? Uh, you forgot this.
Not another one.
I mean, honestly, what a weirdo, taking all of these!
Oh...
Well...
That one's actually quite lovely.
You can always take a good photo of someone.
You just have to get them when they're most themself.
Are you the weirdo?
I thought you deserved a nice photo of yourself.
And you took all of them? Pretty much.
That's a really lovely thing to do, Felix.
I might just crop out
the murderer in the background, though, I think...
Yeah, I was going to suggest that.
You old sook. SHE LAUGHS
SHE GROANS
You know the worst thing?
He wasn't even a real celebrant. SHE SCOFFS
So even if we got married,
we wouldn't be married.
SHE SIGHS
I didn't know you felt like that...
..about Mack.
Really?
We can reschedule.
It... It'll be OK.
That's what I want,
a chance to relive this day all over again.
Some... Someone was murdered.
It's hard to plan for that.
It's not... It's not that.
Of course, someone...someone lost their life, I get it.
You know, she has to investigate it.
What is it, then?
It's the way you look at her when she does.
I saw it once when you were, um...
..you were solving something with her, and...
..I tried to ignore it, and that was my mistake,
because then we end up here,
on our wedding day,
and you're more excited about her than...
..than getting married to me!
That's not true. Isn't it?
SHE SIGHS
I'm sorry.
I think I'm done.
Fine. We don't need to be married.
It's just a piece of paper.
No, no, no...
Not... Not with the... Not with the wedding.
I think...
I think I'm done with us.
No, Daisy, don't say that, it's just...
It's just one day. I'm sorry.
We can do whatever you want.
Daise...
Goodbye.
SHE SOBS
And so, Glenn and Daisy are more than a couple to me.
They're the family that found me
and made me feel at home.
They're an example of what love should be.
An easy bundle of kindness and warmth and humour.
So, to them, I wish every day
of everything they bring to everyone else -
happiness, joy and love.
To Glenn and Daisy. To Glenn and Daisy!
Applause! Applause! Smiling through tears!
"What a triumph!" "How is he still single?"
Et cetera, et cetera...
Et cetera...
SLOW CLAPPING
Go on, then.
Say what you've got to say.
God, we've been wanting to do that all day, haven't we?
Let's go get a drink.
Are you coming?
Yeah. HE CLEARS THROAT
Did I ruin your wedding?
What are you talking about?
It was a fantastic day. It was better than I imagined.
I won't come when you redo it.
Well, we won't be redoing it.
Oh.
I know that I'm obsessive and that I, um...
..that I can't let anything go, um...
I do see that I could have dealt with today...
..differently, but, um...
..I just thought if I could, um...
..if I could help you get your wedding day, then, um...
..I could do something that made you...
..happy, and, um...
But then, um...
..my brain, it just got, uh...
SHE SNIFFLES
Um...
I'm so sorry.
I don't know why I'm like this, I just...
I don't know any other way to be.
HE SIGHS
That'd be the easy thing to do, wouldn't it?
Just blame you, Mack. This is all your fault.
But it's not.
It's not your fault for coming back to Dolphin Cove.
For trying to catch a killer.
You are who you are.
I'm the reason everything falls apart.
That's two weddings so far,
and what do they have in common?
Something is not right,
and I'm not going to figure out what it is
living the same life in the same place.
But you love it here. Yeah.
Everyone says that.
Um...
..how long are you going for?
A while, Mackenzie.
A long while.