Death in Paradise

Where's the bus station, mate?

Just leaving the boat now. If he's here, I'll find him.

Honore, boss?

Come Down by Lord Tanamo and The Skatalites

All right, hold tight.

Are you trying to get yourself killed?

Come on. Move. Get out.

Can we go now?

Relax. We'll get there.

Here we are, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to Honore.

Don't be shy!

Oh, thank you.

What time do you call this? You were due in six minutes ago.

You're upset about six tiny minutes, Harold?

A schedule is a schedule.

Well, I had to chase a goat off the road.

You know, I'm sure he waits for me, and it was hot as hell.

- When you going to get the air-con fixed? - It's on the list.

On the list! Everything on the list.

Hey, you need to get off the bus now.

Tell you what else is going on the list.

It's the third time you've been late this week.

Sir, sir! You need to wake up.

I thought you was in a hurry.

Sir?

Danny La Rue, 52.

Dirty Gertie, number 30.

Sir?

Stuck in a tree, 53.Sir.

Not now, Florence. This is the big one. We're playing for the foot spa.

Legs eleven.

Sir, we have a murder.

- I can't stop now. Look at them. - We have to go.

They'll storm the stage. We'll never get out alive!

The Commissioner is already there.

19, 23, 7.

- 41, 12... - House!

Hooray!

Congratulations. Thank you, ladies. Same time next week.

Thank you.

Inspector.

- Afternoon, JP. - Afternoon, sir.

- So what have we got? - A 55-year-old man.

Name - Paul Raynor. Single stab wound to the chest.

Was found dead in the back seat of the bus by the driver.

The paramedics took him out of the bus as they tried to revive him.

- Any sign of the knife? - No. But the wound is quite big.

I'd say a six or seven inch blade.

There's fraying on his shirt there, just around the entry point.

So the blade was serrated. Like a hunting knife.

Exactly. Anything else?

Yes. He had a few clothing items in a bag.

Small amount of cash in his pocket,

the bus ticket, and a driving licence, issued in Guadeloupe,

but ten years out of date.

Hang on. What's this?

A locker.

Or a padlock, maybe.

Check it for prints first.

- Then finding what it fits might be quite useful. - Yes, sir.

Was anyone with him on the bus?

Yes, there were three other passengers.

They're with the depot manager and the driver by the waiting room.

- Any of them see anything? - Apparently not.

Inspector Mooney. Good of you to come.

- I know it's your day off. - Not a problem, sir.

When duty calls, you know me - I'm always available!

- I understand you were playing bingo. - Yeah, you know... Baker's bun, 61!

Two little ducks, 22?

I'm the caller, you see.

- Carry on, Inspector. - Yes, sir.

Bus or witnesses first?

Both, I think.

JP, everyone on the bus, if you would?

Yes, sir.

My uncle Ray was a bus driver in Donegal.

He used to drive one just like this.

There was a little stop bell.

Sir?

Sorry. Back to the job in hand.

So, our victim was alone in the back seat

when the killer stabbed him in the chest,

without any of the passengers noticing it happened.

Sir, you've got something stuck to your knee.

What is it? Here.

Sir, the other passengers.

Good. Thank you, JP.

Well, my name is Detective Inspector Mooney,

this is Detective Sergeant Cassell,

and we'll try not to keep you very long.

But could I just start by asking you to please sit in the seats

that you were sitting in for the journey?

Sir, that's the depot manager, Mr Crane.

He met the bus as it arrived.

Could you do us a favour?

Could you be the murder victim and sit at the back of the bus?

This is where you were all sitting for the entire journey?

Yeah.

And did any of you know the victim, or each other, for that matter,

before you got on the bus?

- I never met him. - Me neither.

I see.

It's fierce hot in here, isn't it?

They air-con's broke, but it's on the list.

Now, during the journey, did any of you move at any time at all?

- No. - No?

I did.

But you were driving.

Yeah, I had to stop. There was a goat on the road.

- A goat? - Yes, the road above Angel Cove.

I had to get out and chase him off.

And when you got back on,

could you still see the man at the back of the bus?

Yes, he told me to hurry up.

I said he should relax, that we'd get there soon enough.

Can we go now?

Relax! We'll get there!

So he was still alive when you drove away again?

Definitely.

This emergency door, why can't it be opened from the outside?

It's broke.

We're waiting for a part. It has to come from Germany.

So no-one could have got on the bus when it stopped.

So it's a direct route from the port to Honore,

and you all got on the bus together, and nobody else got on or off,

and everyone stayed in their own seats for the entire journey,

yet somehow Mr Raynor was stabbed without anyone seeing anything.

All right if I head off early?

What do you think?

Right now, given everything we know,

- there's only one possible explanation. - Which is?

They're all in it together, the bus driver included -

maybe even the goat.

Do you believe that?

No, but nor do I believe that a man could be stabbed on that bus

without anyone seeing his killer.

Miss Brooks.

Yes, Officer?

Your address, please?

6A Mandela.

Now, everyone on the bus was also on the ferry, weren't they?

So call the ferry company - they must have a security camera.

- Let's see what the footage can tell us. - Yes, sir.

And, JP, how are you getting on with that key?

Well, so far, we only have a fingerprint that matches

with the victim's.

There was a code on the key, which I've given to the manufacturers,

cos they think they can identify where it was sold,

but I'm just waiting for the call.

Grand.

And we're looking for a motive too,

so let's have a full background check on the victim.

Despite what they're all saying,

one of them must have known him.

Who's for a quick one?

Oh, I can't, sir. Sorry.

Just you and me, then, JP?

But before I forget, tomorrow we should track the route the bus took.

No murder weapon was found when it got back to the depot,

so it could have been thrown from the window during the journey -

the part after the goat.

Yes, sir.

Have you heard from Dwayne at all?

How is the epic voyage with his dad going?

Well, I spoke to him yesterday, sir.

He was just off the coast of Cuba, and they had picked up the crew of

a motor yacht whose engine had died.

That's pretty heroic.

Mmm, that's what I thought, until I found out it was a hen party.

Typical. The luck of that man -

are you sure he's not Irish?

If I may say, sir, you're really taking to these bingo nights.

Oh, it's good to give something back.

To be honest, keeping myself busy of an evening is no bad thing.

I still can't quite get used to being on my own.

Missing Siobhan?

And her mum.

It's nearly three years now since Kathleen passed away.

It gets easier... bit by bit.

Jack, is Florence not with you?

Ah, no, I think she fancied an early night.

Oh, it's happening a lot lately.

I hope you're not working her too hard.

Have you noticed anything different about Florence, JP?

Like what?

Well, it's hard to put my finger on it.

Definitely something going on there.

I thought you'd stood me up.

I'm sorry.

There was a stabbing at the bus depot -

a man was killed.

That's awful.Yeah.

Although, as excuses go, it's not bad.

- I've missed you. - Since breakfast?

What can I say? I'm obsessed.

I've been thinking,

isn't it time you introduced me to the people you work with?

- I will. - It doesn't have to be a big deal.

I mean, I could just call by one day and say hello.