Death in Paradise

Here we go, gang!

A little Kir Royale.

- Lovely! - Well, here we are!

Hello, everyone! Erm...

Oh, here he is!

Sorry, the, erm, well, the door was open,

so I just, so I let myself in.

Well, this is fun!

But it's possible.

Right?

He could be having a...

You know, a good time.

At a party?

Mmm. Ah! Right then, Rich. What are you drinking?

Any chance of a cup of tea or...

I'll get you one.

Thank you.

Put a sparkler in it, Sasha.

But it's a reunion!

So?

So it's his old college friends.

And they'll be talking about the good old days, you know?

When they were young and crazy and, and, and...

And what? FIDEL: And the stuff they did

and the fun they had.

I really can't believe you're here.

Sorry, could you excuse me, just for a moment?

We could go up there and rescue him.

How?

Drive up there and say there's an emergency.

Tell him that we found his sense of humour.

I know, everyone!

Richard? Let's all play charades!

- Yeah! - I'll get a paper and pen.

Actually, I've, erm, I've got a bit of a headache

coming on.

I think I'm going to just stop out here.

Oh, come on, RP! Don't be such a bore!

Come on, man. You can't sit

outside all day.

Dinner.

Erm, consume?

Mud?

Some brown...

Hill Scoff?

Look, you're never going to get it.

Angie's brain isn't wired the same as ours, is it,

me old duck?

Look!

Cutting... - I'm...

Er, er, mound.

Jamie's right. Ange, Ange, what is it?

It's a pie!

That bit was the lid of the pie, the pie lid,

the pastry pie lid!

Which film is pie?

Life of Pi. I got it 10 minutes ago.

Oh!

Then why didn't you say something?

And miss you swinging your arms around

like a demented windmill?

That was far more amusing.

Thank you, Ange, but that is quite enough

charades for me.

Got a good mind to join old misery guts

on the veranda there.

He's been out there for an hour.

He never liked party games.

But still, it's not much of a reunion, is it?

Even for RP, sitting on your own,

reading a damn book!

Come on! Who wants a cocktail?

Ooh, I don't think I should. They're so strong.

For Christ's sake, Ange! Lighten up!

Come on, Ange! We owe it to our younger selves

to get totally wrecked.

What about Richard? He's missing all the fun.

Nothing new there, then.

Look, we've, we've taken him out

some food and some drink.

He'll be fine.

- Do your worst, barman! - Certainly shall.

Roger's making more cocktails. Would you like one?

Mmm!

Where's the ice pick? It was here a second ago.

Richard?

No, we still don't know when the body

will be released.

No, no, no, no. Of course not.

And we will.

I promise. Okay, bye.

His parents.

Nothing from the door-to-door.

And no one could have approached by car

because I checked the traffic.

CCTV camera at the bottom of the hill,

which leads up to the house.

We've got the chief's cab going up there at 4:50 p.m.

and then coming back down empty 10 minutes later.

The next car to go up there was ours.

What about you guys?

I'm going through the chief's current caseload.

Nothing so far.

And I'm still trying to see who's just been

released from prison.

Prison We're wasting our time!

I'm telling you.

There's no way the killer was an intruder from outside.

Come on! We've all seen that villa.

The whole place is perched on

the edge of a cliff.

The only way out onto that veranda is

from inside the house.

Okay! So we're back where we started again.

- Yes! - The four people

already at the house.

University friends he hadn't seen in 25 years.

Makes no sense.

Good morning, team.

So, I imagine it's difficult to think straight

in the circumstances.

A little, sir. Yes.

It, erm, it occurred to me that you may need

a little help.

Any extra officers you can get over here...

How about just one to begin with?

Your new inspector.

London speaks very highly of him.

- Hello! - Hello!

Morning. Commissioner.

Morning.

Well, at least I think it's morning. Are we in front

or behind here?

Er, anyway, sorry if I'm late.

Or early.

- Thank you. - Team, may I introduce.

Detective Inspector Humphrey Goodman.

Dwayne, Fidel. Help the inspector

in with his luggage.

- Yes, sir. - Thank you.

This is Detective Sergeant Camille Bordey.

It's a real pleasure to meet you,

although I'm sorry it's not in better circumstances.

This must be a terrible time for you all.

Yes, it is.

Sergeant Fidel Best and Officer Dwayne Myers.

Sergeant Bordey, perhaps you will bring

the inspector up to speed?

Sir, it...

Yes, sir.

Inspector, if there's anything

you need...

Thank you, sir.

Sir.

Commissioner.

Right. Er, this is me, is it?

Erm... Erm...

Erm, actually...

This'll be great.

Yes. Lovely. So where are

these friends now?

We moved them to a local hotel so we could preserve

the crime scene.

Excellent.

Okay. So we have Angela Birkett.

She's a lawyer currently living in Bristol. Unmarried.

Then we have husband and wife James and Sasha Moore.

He's a financial advisor,

and she ran her own computer software company.

"Ran", past tense?

Yes. She sold the company seven years ago

for a small fortune.

And finally, we have Roger Sadler.

Here alone, but married with three children.

He's an estate agent.

They all arrived on the island five days ago.

Yes, sir.

And you found the body where?

Hot, isn't it?

Could you bear to talk me through it?

Erm...

The other guests were inside that room,

playing games,

according to their statements.

Inspector Poole come out at 5:20 p.m. with a book,

he sat here.

Yes, sir.

Right.

About an hour later, Angela Birkett

came outside to ask

if he wanted a cocktail.

It was then that she found him,

with an ice pick in his chest.

Okay. Forensics?

The only prints we've managed to lift from the murder weapon

all belong to the witnesses.

Yes, sir.

They all used the ice pick at one time or another.

Anything else?

Yes, sir.