Death in Paradise

This is fantastic, it's absolutely splendid.

It's Fete Mouri.

Fete Mouri.

It's the Voodoo festival of the dead,

when we summon any spirits still trapped on earth

and command them to move on to the afterlife.

Excellent. Then why the cigars?

That's to honour Baron Leve. He's in charge tonight.

He has a skull for a face, wears a black top hat,

drinks hard liquor, smokes cigars

and spends all his time chasing after women.

Oh, he sounds like my dad.

Camille! -Maman!

There's a storm brewing.

Good evening, everyone.

Thank you, Andre.

William, how are the barrels?

Two more weeks, sir, then we can start bottling.

She's here!

Andre, coffee and liqueurs when we're done.

Well done, Lucy, you found her.

- Of course, Dad. - Zeta!

Mr Thomson.

Elias, please. Tonight, you're a guest.

Daniel? My, but you've grown into a fine young man.

You know why you're here?

I do.

This shadow over the plantation ends tonight.

One way or another.

All right? Of course.

William, could you turn the lights off?

Sure.

Then I'd like everyone to take the hand of the person to

each side and form a circle.

As long as we're holding hands,

whatever appears,

from whatever realm, will do us no harm.

Spirits of the past, move among us.

Be guided by the light of this world

and visit upon us.

Do not be afeard, spirit.

I can feel a presence.

Bethany.

Am I talking to the spirit of Bethany Gilliam?

Make yourself known!

Bethany, is there something you wish to tell us?

Don't break the circle!

Just ask her the question!

Urgh!

Here we are.

- For you, Camille. Merci!

And for you, Humphrey. Wow! Now that is brilliant!

Uh, what is it?

Yes, Maman, what is it?

I've called it "The Humphrey".

Really.

Wha... What's in it?

- Yeah! - Everything. In no

particular order.

Right, well... Now, that's my kind of drink.

Uh, thank you, Catherine.

Er, bottoms up.

Yeah!

But Fidel, in five years, I never did it. Not once!

I know you never noticed, that's how good I was!

Eh?

What...

Oh, you mean this one!

Thanks, man, how's your new job?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Wait up the man.

No, it's the office phone, and you're not here

to answer it.

I know. It's my turn now.

Hey. You keep safe, yeah?

We'll speak soon.

Honore Police Station.

Look at this.

I think it's amazing how you embrace the whole

ghosts and ghouls thing.

All we have in the UK is Halloween.

And what happens at Halloween?

Well, now you mention it, it's mainly just kids

roaming the streets demanding sweets with menaces.

But when I was growing up,

my mum would let us stay up to watch whatever scary film

was on the telly that night.

And that feeling of sitting on the sofa,

wedged in between my brothers, I'd feel so safe.

You felt safe watching your scary film?

Yes, of course. That's why you watch them.

I don't think I've ever seen one.

You're kidding me!

We've just had a call.

There's been a murder at the Thomson distillery.

You all right, Dwayne?

It's been a while since I did this on my own.

Don't worry. You'll be fine.

So, cause of death?

It's the knife in his back, Chief.

And a visual inspection of the body reveals?

Well, judging by the angle the knife entered his back,

the killer was almost certainly standing above

the victim and striking down.

- Boom! - Good. And

the murder weapon?

Looks old.

Ah, I think it came from here, Chief.

Three knives were on display, but one is missing.

You see? We may have lost Fidel to St Lucia,

but we're still very much a team to be reckoned with.

His name is Elias Thomson.

He owns the plantation and the rum distillery here.

And it seems he was killed in the middle of a seance.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, yes, of course! It's Fete Mouri, isn't it?

When you summon the dead.

But I mean, even so, I mean... Well, you know, erm... Wow!

Right, Dwayne. See what you can get here.

Camille, let's go and talk to the family.

Uh, thank you for waiting.

We just need to get a sense of what happened tonight.

Starting with, uh, who you all are.

I'm Andre Morgan. I run the house.

This is Daniel and this is Lucy.

Elias's children.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm William Lee. Mr Thomson's foreman

at the distillery.

Zeta Akande. I used to be the children's nanny.

But I led the seance tonight.

Oh, really?

I've always had the gift.

And who attended this, uh, seance?

It was all of us... Apart from Andre.

Yeah, that's right.

Elias asked me to stay behind to

make the coffee.

And then we all went to the parlour.

I was the last in.

We sat at the table in candlelight and

we held hands.

The candle went out and then the bell rang.

The bell on the side table?

The spirits use it to communicate with us.

Yes.

So if you were all holding each other's hands

the whole time,

no-one could've got up from the table to stab

the victim,

is that what you're saying?

Maybe the killer was already hiding in the room.

Not possible. We were the only people in there.

It's a small room.

There's nowhere to hide.

The curtains were closed.

Couldn't anyone have been hiding behind them?

No. They were open when we came in.

It's an old house!

No secret panels Hideaways?

No.

So why exactly were you holding a seance?

We were contacting the spirit of a woman who worked here

back in the 1850s,

called Bethany Gilliam.

She was a parlour maid who was having an affair

with the plantation manager.

Then, one night, at Fete Mouri,

they had an argument, he pulled a knife

and killed her.

Ever since, it's said that her ghost haunts the estate.

The workers call her Mama Beth.

And people really do believe in her,

do they?

According to the legend,

you only see her when you're not looking.

She appears as a reflection in the mirror,

or out of the corner of your eye.

But seeing her always brings you bad luck.

Then can I ask why on earth contact her?

Elias hired me to summon her spirit

so I could ask her to move on to the other side.

Right, do any of you know who might have wanted

to harm Mr Thomson?

We all know who killed him.

We do?

The circle wasn't broken. There was no-one else

in the room.

It was her! It was Mama Beth!

So the candle went out,

and then the bell rang...

You know ghosts don't exist.

Yes, of course.

Right... So if the witnesses

all say the room was empty

when they got in here,

then maybe the killer came in after the seance started.

Only Andre Morgan was outside the room.

Okay. Well, let's see if he could have got in unnoticed.