Bergerac

The victim is Tony Sallinger.

He was found dead in his hotel room by his sister Ruth.

From now on, no more secrets.

What do you think he meant by that? I have no idea.

We need to do a postmortem. Right.

Oh, sorry.

What we have is the most important relationship

that's happened to me for years.

Talk me through swapping Tony's bloods.

He'd pay me if I took the test for him.

We should go to Bermuda and find your dad. Then what?

Kill him for real.

It's the coat from the CCTV. It certainly looks like it.

Nicola Barton, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder

of Tony Sallinger. Are you serious?!

I went to see Monica, OK? I found his passport.

Where is it now? She burnt it.

Well, it's about Michael Barton.

He's volatile. He's aggressive.

Urgh!

Nobody wanted this to happen.

What else was I supposed to do?!

He saw the photograph of Bermuda.

He knew we forged the card.

Where's his phone? You did take his phone, didn't you?!

Yes.

Move his car around the back.

And then what? What are you going to do?

What I always do, Michael.

I'm going to clear up your mess.

You have a fan.

Emma was at yoga.

You were all she could talk about.

"Such fun", she kept saying.

Usually when she says "fun", she thinks someone's deranged.

But in your case, I think she really...

Nigel?

Where are you?

The number you have dialled is no longer in service.

Please check and try again.

The number you have dialled is no longer in...

I... I notice...

...you still haven't untied me, Monica.

What's the plan, then? Are you going to...

...strangle me?

Are you going to suffocate me?

That's up to you. What won't hurt?

How about old age? Ha!

Where's Alan now...

...if he's not in Bermuda?

You're sitting on him.

Wow.

OK.

They were fighting about Alan leaving,

and, erm, Michael pushed him.

Alan hit his head on the table.

I came home and found them.

It was an accident, but I knew how it looked,

and Michael wouldn't survive prison,

so...

...we didn't tell anyone...

...and we put Alan down here.

Is that what "no more secrets" was about?

Did Tony know and that's what got him killed? I didn't kill Tony.

That was nothing to do with me. What about Michael?

Was it another argument that got out of control?

It wasn't Michael either. But you did...

...kill Alan, so why isn't Michael here?

Why am I having this conversation with you?

I'm stronger than him.

You've met him. He's just a child.

Do you have any children?

Yeah... Yeah, I do. I have a daughter.

She's called Kim. She's actually leaving Jersey in 24 hours.

She's going to this big music school on the...

Don't tell me about her. Sorry, but I know what you're doing.

Don't you want to protect her?

I want her to be brave.

I want her to take responsibility for her actions.

Mm. Must be lovely, loving someone like that.

You're crossing a line now.

Both of you are.

Listen, Michael... Michael can plead manslaughter.

He could just be looking at a few years.

And you, helping him conceal it, you're his mum,

even the jury will understand that. You might even get a non-custodial.

But if you kill me now, I swear to God, we're talking life.

No parole, no early release for good behaviour.

You are never, ever coming out.

I don't understand why you don't understand.

You've got a daughter. You'd fight bears for her, you'd fight armies.

You'd kill one dangerous man.

Someone will find out.

The police know I'm here. Someone is going to come looking for me.

You'll be long gone by then.

Hey! Help!

Shush.

Hi, Michael. Is Monica there?

I tried her house. No.... No.

Erm, is that... Isn't that her car outside?

Then yes.

Ruth? Hi. I'm here.

Hi. Michael, let Ruth in.

Hello. I was just clearing out some of Alan's things. Oh.

Erm, I'm sorry to turn up unannounced like this.

Help me! Please!

Please help me!

Could you call the police? We need to get Tony's body released.

Erm, I have asked them, but I just...

I think it would sound better coming from you and...

Oh, you've cut yourself. Oh, erm...

I was opening a can.

What with? A sword?

Have the police spoken to you, Ruth?

Have they given you any indication of what they're thinking?

Well, haven't you heard? They've arrested Nicola.

What?

Erm, I spoke to them.

Not Bergerac, a different one.

About an hour ago.

Well, why would they think that she had anything to do with it?

She didn't even know Tony. Well, they didn't say.

Look, Nicola and I were in touch.

She thought you killed Alan and Tony knew,

and, well, that's what I thought.

That's why I came to see you yesterday.

Look, I'm... I'm so sorry, Monica.

I just... I assumed you'd been told.

Erm... Mum needs to be alone.

Oh, yes... No, of course.

Erm... Sorry.

And you'll speak to the police about releasing the body?

Yes. Leave that with us. Thank you now, Ruth.

I just think it's really impor...

Barney. Yeah?

Forensics have come back with the final report

on the card from Alan Barton. Yeah, I've seen the report.

The card is genuine. Yeah, that was the interim.

This is... This is the full fat. Simon, give me the headlines. OK.

So, they compared the card with three samples from friends.

They said the handwriting is superficially adept

but, upon further examination, there are enough inconsistencies

to suggest it was not written by Alan Barton.

What? It was principally in the letter formation,

the pressure, slant, and the spacing.

Hang on, so Michael forged the card? Does it say that?

It does, yeah, basically, in the conclusion at the end.

It wasn't suicide, it wasn't Monica.

It was Michael.

Davy, get two cars ready. Yes, boss.

Kara...

Fuck it. Everyone. Listen up!

Why have you arrested Nicola?

She was at the wedding.

That's a lie. No.

There are pictures. There was blood on her coat.

And five years ago she said one day she was going to take away

the thing you loved most in the world.

Monica, just listen to me...

You shut up. Just... Just... You shut up.

Shut up!

Monica... Shut up. Just be quiet.

Because I need to think.

OK, and then...

And then...

And then it's over... It's over... Then it's over.

You never answered my question about the best way to die.

What's suffocation like?

It's pretty unpleasant, I imagine. Worse than this?

Well, then.

What... What are you doing?

I'm looking for a plastic bag.

Mum.

You.

Christ.

You...

You have fucked my life, do you know that?

I've lost two husbands and now my daughter because of what you did.

So what's next, Michael? What's the next plan?

I've got some aunts and uncles. Do you want their addresses?

You could set fire to their houses.

You've taken everything from me.

Every last scrap.

You've eaten me alive.

So come on, then.

Where are we going?

The cellar.

Oh, Jesus.

Fuck! Oh, my God!

Michael killed Alan. They're going to kill me, too.

Oh, my God. Ah... ah...

Run!

Where is he? I don't know.

Oh, God.

Oh, no! Michael, no!

Oh!

Hey, stop! Stop! Michael, don't do this.

Look, I spoke to your mum, she said it was an accident,

I understand that. Then let me go. Let me run away!

Put the knife down and we can talk.