New Tricks

Sandra. I'm in a rush. I'm sorry, Tom.

I left a couple of messages on your phone.

Four, actually.

Yeah. You're avoiding me.

I've just been very busy.

You've been busy.

We're family, Sandra.

You're the only blood relative I have left.

I'm sorry, Tom.

He's in the room with us now.

He's standing just behind you, Victoria.

Vicky.

Oh, he's frowning.

I don't think he liked you shortening your name, did he?

He hated it.

Seems agitated again.

It's as if he can't relax.

Can't settle.

Because of this unfinished business?

I think so, yeah.

Says he needs your help.

He needs you to help him put it right.

Now he's holding up his hand.

There's a key in it. This is what he did last time.

What does this key look like?

Look, I must ask you to remain silent.

Connection to the spirit world is always tenuous.

What does the key mean?

I'm not sure.

He seems to think that you might know.

Look, I don't think he's at all happy that there is a stranger in the room.

We need to know what happened the night he died.

No.

I'm sorry.

He's moving into the darkness.

Perhaps next time.

If this "unfinished business" refers to the burglary,

it means it wasn't random.

My father was targeted, which makes his death murder, doesn't it?

I'd like a word with Mr Carter in private, please, Vicky.

OK.

Thank you, again.

Pleasure.

You're a policewoman.

Detective superintendent. You were less than honest about that.

Coming from you, Mr Carter...

You're scepticaI. That's an occupationaI hazard.

Much of what I do seems outlandish, I understand that.

Actually, taking money from gullible people is quite commonplace.

Don't worry.

What you're doing isn't illegaI, although it probably should be.

I'm only here to evaluate whether there's any new evidence

concerning the death of Ms Anderson's father.

I don't think what you have to say qualifies as evidence.

You lost someone who means a great deaI...

I'm not gullible, Mr Carter. He's been gone a while now.

Your father.

This kind of cheap parlour trick...

He's disappointed.

There's someone you should be closer to.

It's a sibling.

There's someone you've neglected.

# It's alright, It's OK

# Doesn't really matter If you're old and grey

# It's alright I say, It's OK

# Llsten to what I say

# It's alright, dolng flne

# Doesn't really matter If the sun don't shlne

# It's alright I say, It's OK

# We're gettln' to the end of the day. #

Douglas Anderson, a wealthy financier

who made his money in investment banking

in Hong Kong.

He retired and moved back to England with his family in 1997

when Hong Kong was handed back to the Chinese.

About 18 months ago,

Mr Anderson returned to his house in Knightsbridge after a late dinner,

where it appears he surprised an intruder.

A struggle ensued

and Anderson sustained severaI blows to the face and body.

According to the coroner, he suffered a fataI heart attack,

but he did have a pre-existing heart condition.

So the death wasn't necessarily deliberate?

There's no way to know.

Apparently there was a wealth of physicaI evidence,

fingerprints at the scene,

but the originaI investigation failed to identify the intruder.

He had no known enemies.

Maybe he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Couple of days ago, Victoria Anderson, the victim's daughter,

claimed to have uncovered new evidence

suggesting that this burglary may not have been random.

And if that's the case, then perhaps his death wasn't accidentaI either.

Vicky had been in contact with this man, Sebastian Carter.

Carter is a clairvoyant, a psychic.

He says that he'd been in touch with Anderson's spirit

and that Anderson had unfinished business

which he wished Vicky to conclude for him before he could find peace.

Yes, I know.

And this is the bloke you went to see yesterday?

Yeah. And?

And I don't know.

You don't know if he's talking to the dead or not?

Well, he could be.

Excuse me?

No, no, no. I was on a case in the '80s. '84, I think.

And we knew this bloke had offed his wife, right,

but we couldn't prove it 'cause there was no body.

Well, one of the team brought in a mate of his

who was into this clairvoyancy stuff

and he only pinpointed exactly where she was buried.

How?

Well, she told him, apparently. You know, from the other side.

You're not buying any of this stuff, Jack?

Well, of course I'm not. Are you?

Carter was...

Some of the things he said...

Like what? He was quite impressive.

He's a con man. I'm not saying he's not a good one.

But what these people do is just cold reading.

Cold reading?

Educated guesses based on your body language,

your appearance and whatever.

I mean, for example, one glance at Brian and I can tell you

that he had porridge for his breakfast this morning.

How did you know that?

It's all down your front.

Alright, these so-called clairvoyants are impressive, but come on.

Don't let's kid ourselves.

What, you think there might be something in this?

No, course not. Don't be silly.

It's just... there was something that Carter said during the consultation.

He said that he could see Anderson standing in the room with us

and that Anderson...

Wait.

.. Anderson was holding a key in his hand

and somehow this key was significant.

What kind of key? I don't know.

But the point is, Anderson's body was found

on the floor of his study, and it was surrounded by keys.

It appears that the intruder found Anderson's key ring in his pocket

and was trying to use the keys to open desk drawers

and various cabinets in the room.

And none of this was made public at the time?

No. Lucky guess.

Why would you guess a key? Because it's generaI!

It might not be a physicaI key.

It might be a key to a code or a keyword.

It's open to interpretation.

That's how these people work. Maybe he did know something.

Oh, don't you start.

No, no, no, look, what I'm saying is,

maybe this Carter character knew something about the burglary,

but he's just pretending that he's being told by a ghost.

That's interesting. Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Shouldn't be too difficult to prove either, should it?

I met him at a dinner, a charity thing.

Can't even remember what it was for now.

There was a drinks reception before we sat down to eat

and I fell into conversation with Mr Carter about my work.

You're a photographer? Yeah. WildIife mostly.

It was a hobby that became a job. Those are mine.

Oh.

Heron Island on the Great Barrier Reef. It's an amazing place.

My dad bought a holiday home there when I was a kid.

I went back there last year after he died to get my head together.

Those were all taken then.

Ha! A noddy tern!

It's a kind of bird.

Whoa!

Sebastian Carter? Yes, sorry.

I was talking to him at this drinks thing when he suddenly told me

he could see my father standing right behind me.

And you believed him?

Yes, I did.

He said that your father seemed agitated.

He said that he was unable to find rest,

that he had some kind of unfinished business

that needed to be taken care of first.

What unfinished business? I don't know.

I've had severaI consultations with Mr Carter since then,

but we can't seem to get to the bottom of it.

I think this unfinished business has something to do with Hong Kong.

Why do you say that?

Because we left Hong Kong under a bit of a cloud.

I was young and I wasn't told very much,

but I remember my mother saying

that there were all sorts of accusations flying around

about my dad's business being dodgy somehow.

Dodgy? How?

Dad always shrugged it off, said there was nothing to it.

But when we moved back here, my mother was diagnosed with cancer

and my Dad retired so he could look after her.

Whatever is disturbing him has to be to do with his business in Hong Kong.

But unfinished business

could also refer to a personaI matter, though, couldn't it?

Yes, I suppose it could. But I have no idea what that could be.

And your father's body was found in the study?

Yes, I found him.

Thank you.