Death in Paradise

Yeah. Well, it's a bit of a work in progress

until we get the website mock-ups, you know.

Of course. I can chase Jason, see where he's at with that.

Yes.

Is there anything else you would like to cover?

No, I think that's everything.

OK. Then great.

I guess I should start packing my suitcase, then.

You know, Debs, we're really excited

you can make it out for our Christmas party.

It's going to be a blast.

No retreat! No surrender!

Ha-ha. Gotcha.

Did you get the suitcases out?

Huh? Er...

No, I forgot.

I'll do it now.

What's the matter?

I don't feel so good, Deb.

What is this, Dave? What's going on?

I just...

I don't think I should fly under this condition.

You know, my stomach's really acting up.

I knew you were going to do this.

Do what?

You never wanted to come, did you?

Ever since we got invited, you couldn't

have been less interested. That's not true.

It's... It's a massive schlep for just, like, a couple of days.

Right? Especially at Christmas.

It's going to be bedlam at the airport. You're not ill.

You just can't be bothered. Do you know what, Dave? Fine.

There is a Christmas party in the Caribbean

with my name on it, and I'm going.

Christmas Wrapping by The Waitresses

Hiya. You're Debbie, yeah?

I'm Riley.

I'm interning for Mr Stableforth, which sounds well posh,

but it ain't, cos he's really just Uncle Gerry to me.

And before you say it, I know that makes me sound like one of them

nepo babies, but I'm so not.

It's lovely to meet you, Riley.

I'll show you to your room.

Oh, and you haven't got long to unpack,

cos we're having lunch on the terrace at one.

How are you with fish? Chef's making snapper. Ugh...

There we go.

Let's get this party started.

What an absolute Christmas cracker.

Ah!

May I say, Bel, how lovely you look?

Ah, thank you.

I suppose it makes a change, doesn't it?

Instead of a normal Christmas tree.

Now, apparently, there's a hotel in New York

spent $10,000 on one of these.

Shut up! Mm. You don't think it's worth that? There she is.

Don't listen to me, darling. I don't know what I'm talking about,

at least not when it's art.

My agent reckons I could have squeezed double for that.

Well, if you ask me, ladies, I think it's priceless.

Come here. Thanks, Dad. Merry Christmas.

Can I get a photo of my two ladies?

Yeah.

No, up higher, baby. It's a better angle.

Such a shame your fiance couldn't make it out. Mm.

Poor guy, stuck at home. Yeah, I'm really sorry about that.

Especially after you paid for the flights and everything.

You made the right choice, though.

You don't want to be trapped on a plane with him when it's

coming out both ends, do you?

Right, then. Introductions.

Mum, Dad. Come and meet Debbie.

Oh!

This is our digital marketing guru. Hello, darling. I'm Bella.

It's lovely to meet you, Bella.

Hello, Debs. Gerry, hi.

Marianna. We spoke briefly.

Mwah, mwah.

It's really nice to meet you in person.

Oh, this is just a little, um, yeah...

Just home-made jam.

Oh. Ah.

Ain't that lovely?

Get that down you, Debs. Help with the jet lag.

Thanks, Gerry. I need it.

Sir, the food is ready.

Well, I think old A over there

says it's time for red snappers and chips.

Let's go eat!

Let's go do this!

Merry Christmas!

Hey.

Hey.

You made it, then?

Yeah.

I'm sorry about not coming.

Let's talk about this when I get back.

How do you mean, talk?

I'm just not sure if I can do this any more, Dave.

Me and you.

We're on totally different pages.

It doesn't mean we can't get ourselves realigned.

You know, if we try. I'm shattered, Dave.

I didn't sleep on the plane.

I just want an early night.

Sure.

This is wrong!

Can't you see this is plain wrong?!

I'm disappointed!

You heard that too?

Hello?

Is everything all right?

Hello? Where is everyone?

Is everyone all right?

This is ridiculous.

Where did it come from? I don't know.

We both heard it, didn't we? That scream.

Hello!

Hello!

Hello?

Oh, God. Oh!

Oh, my goodness, no!

What is it?

Oh, God, no. It's Dad. Dad!

Dad! Um... We need to call for an ambulance.

What's happened? It's Gerry!

It-it looks like he's fallen.

Gerry!

There's no signal. I'll head back.

You two go and check on Dad.

Uncle Gerry! Oh, Gerry!

Oh, my goodness. Oh...!

He's still alive.

Gerry, are you all right? Can you... can you hear us?

It's, uh...

..behind you.

What?

I... I don't...

I don't understand.

Uncle Gerry.

Uncle Gerry?

Uncle Gerry...!

I feel honoured to have been entrusted by our mayor to turn on

the lights this year on the Honore town Christmas tree.

I would like to thank the children from the local primary school...

OK, Mum, I don't... No, no.

..a wonderful job making the decorations.

Daloris, you've come to see the lights turned on?

No, I'm just passing through.

I've got an appointment at the hospital. At this time?

Are you sure about that, sweetheart?

Yes, of course.

Oh. I think you've made a mistake.

It's 9:30 in the morning. It's tomorrow.

How did I manage that?

Join me in counting down from ten...

OK, Mum.

Yeah, just text me if there's any delay. Otherwise, I'll just see you

at the airport. Hey! Get away from there!

Mum, I have to call you back. ..three, two one!

The policeman unplugged! Look!

Neville?

Yes?

What are you doing? Uh...

Well, actually, it wasn't...

Plug it back in!

Yeah... Sure.

I just want to point out that it wasn't me that actually...

Get on with it, Inspector!

Yes, sir.

I just wanted to say congratulations, sir.

That was beautifully handled. No, no, I...

This is direct from the station. I better take this. Uh...

Well... I...

Thank you, Inspector, for ruining what was supposed to be

one of the highlights of my year.

No, but, sir, I-I-I...

I-I didn't...

He was so looking forward to it.

Neville!

Catherine, I-I didn't...

Guys.

The paramedics got an accident and death up in the hills.

Oh, no.

Commissioner?

Victim is Gerard Stableforth,

58 years old, CEO of a UK-based clothing company.

Witnesses heard a scream, came to investigate

and found him lying down there.

The family assume it was an accident.