Moonflower Murders

I have got something that may help you.

They're the notes Alan made

when he was writing "Atticus Pünd Takes the Case."

I found all the interviews he did when he visited the hotel.

Imagine that, you can actually hear Alan's voice again.

Algernon Marsh had no decency and no scruples.

How dare you search through my desk.

£980,000.

You can talk to Samantha.

Persuade her to divide it two ways.

And why in God's name would I do that?

Because there are things

that Melissa told me about you, Leonard.

PÜ Were you aware that your wife

was having an affair?

Yes, I strangled her in the bedroom!

I need to see Katie.

I'm worried about her--

there's something she isn't telling me.

Yes.

Who's this?

CRAIG Craig Andrews.

What are you doing?

She was here last night,

and she left her phone.

Good morning, Mr. Pünd.

Oh, Miss Cain.

Please, sit down.

Um, would you like a cup of tea?

Well, I wouldn't say no, thank you very much, Mr. Pünd.

I hope you have recovered from the shock

of what occurred yesterday.

To be honest with you, I haven't had a wink of sleep,

and the sooner we're out of here, the happier I will be.

Mm-hmm. I have been checking the train times,

and there is a 00 from Barnstaple

that gets us into London not too late.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you, Miss Cain.

My work here is not yet complete.

But I, I don't understand.

John Spencer confessed to the murder

of Melissa James, then took his own life.

That was the opinion of Detective Inspector Chubb.

He did not take his own life.

You mean he...? He was murdered.

Oh, gosh, I don't know how much more

I can take of this, Mr. Pünd.

It is not my intention to distress you further.

Mm. Oh, if you prefer, um,

we, we can talk of other things.

No, no, no, I might as well know.

John Spencer went upstairs to put on his coat and his shoes.

And when he returned,

he was indeed wearing coat and shoes. Mm-hmm.

Why?

If he was intending to kill himself,

why would it matter what he was wearing?

He was an English gentleman? He'd want to look his best?

Perhaps so, but, um,

consider the position of the dagger.

Hm? It was, uh, near to the bottom of the stairs.

Are you suggesting to me that John Spencer

took the knife with him upstairs,

stabbed himself, and then came back downstairs again?

I, I don't, I don't know.

And finally, to choose such a method!

There were razors in the bathroom.

He could've hanged himself with a tie.

But to act like the Japanese and inflict hara-kiri on himself

is not, I think, the practice of an English gentleman.

So where does this take us, Mr. Pünd?

Maybe we should find out who was in the garden.

They caused a diversion.

They could've done it deliberately!

I already know who looked through the window, Miss Cain.

So, do you know who killed John Spencer?

It's not just a question of who murdered John Spencer.

We must ask ourselves why.

Mm.

Good morning, Herr Pünd.

Miss Cain.

Oh, I'm glad I caught you.

I, uh, I just wanted to say goodbye

before you went on your way.

I think you'd better sit down, Detective Inspector.

Mr. Pünd has something to tell you.

Oh.

Can, can you move? All right?

God.

Come on!

What's your problem, love?

All right, mate, I'll see you down there, yeah?

In your own time.

Jack.

Hi.

Is your mum here?

I haven't seen her.

Right, good, well, then maybe you can tell me

what's going on.

What do you mean?

Well, I drove past the house this morning, your house,

and it's being sold.

Yeah.

Why hasn't your mother mentioned it to me?

Why would she?

Because I'm her sister-- we talk all the time!

I don't know-- why don't you call her?

Well, as if my life wasn't complicated enough

at the moment, I've lost my phone.

I've left it in London-- so, please, please,

Jack, tell me what's going on.

I can't talk about it.

What do you mean, you can't talk about it?

I...

Do you know when she might be back?

She said00.

Okay, well, uh, can you do me a favor, could you call her?

Tell her I was here, and say that I'll look in

around00-- can you do that?

She might not answer.

Then leave a message.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

These are nice.

They're for the church.

Third Sunday after Trinity.

Ah, of course.

You know, I've been, um...

I've been thinking.

Mm? What about?

About the money.

I've been thinking about nothing else.

You know, I wonder if we should accept it.

There are others in much greater need than us.

You know, I don't know anyone in the world as good as you.

But actually, I was having second thoughts

about what you said when we got the news.

What was that? About Algernon.

Maybe it is wrong of us not to include him.

But I thought you said that's what Aunt Clarissa wanted.

Well, yes, that is what she wrote in her will.

But, well, she's no longer with us.

And really, it's up to us what we do with the money.

Uh, up to you, I mean.

But I, I thought we'd decided. Hm...

Well, he, he's your brother.

Perhaps if we give him a share,

he might find himself.

What, what sort of share?

Uh, well, I mean, that's not really for me to say.

Twenty percent?

Thirty?

I really don't know, Leonard.

I must say, I'm surprised.

What was it you said just now?

"People in greater need than ourselves."

Well, that wasn't what I meant.

I'm taking these to the church.

I haven't offended you, I hope.

Not at all, you've just surprised me.

And maybe you're right.

I'll think about it.

You're absolutely sure, Mr. Pünd?

I do not believe John Spencer took his own life.

Well, if he didn't kill Melissa James, then who did?

That is indeed the question, Detective Inspector.

But there is perhaps one person we've overlooked.

Well, who's that?

Miss James wrote a letter of love, but she failed

to address it. "My darling darling."

PÜ Indeed so. Do you know who she meant?

I have an idea.

"My darling

darling."

Yes.

Yes, she was going to send this to me.

At least, I assume she was.

You were more than her financial adviser?

That what you're saying?

Well, one thing led to another, I'm...

Oh, don't look so shocked, Leonard.

She was bored of John Spencer-- you must've known that.

Um,

what time did your relationship with Miss James begin,

Mr. Marsh?

About six months ago,

I think? Oh.

It's not against the law. Maybe so.

But I'll tell you what is against the law.

Is that your automobile parked outside?

Uh, yes.

Can you explain the damage to the front fender?

No, no, no, I, um...

I hadn't noticed it.

On Wednesday of last week,

a man by the name of Henry Dickson,

an opera singer, was hit by a car as he was out walking.

The driver did not stop.

Mm-hmm, and what about it?