Midsomer Murders

Thank you.

And here it is.

Bertram's inside.

He'll be more than happy to sign your book.

Thank you.

-Hi, there. -Oh.

Wait. Just....Just.

That's better.

Can't have the great man not looking his best.

Thank you 1,000 times over.

And remember, the treasure is within.

Sorry to interrupt,

but there's the small matter of the church.

Oh, my publishers are taking care of expenses.

-She said you were. -You must have misheard, Rev.

Easy done in all the excitement.

It's a good turnout.

More than we catered for.

Hey.

-Where's Ludo? -Guess.

Front row, bang in the middle.

Oh, uh, Dad wanted to know

if everything's prepped for the quiz night.

Tell him it's all in hand.

When did you get here?

About an hour ago.

I had to get the best seats.

I want the full wattage, Bertram --

charming, funny, brilliant.

Let's put your book back on the map.

Hello, hello.

Here he is.

Mind having your photo taken?

Mind?

Fill that memory card.

Take that silly hat off.

Welcome, everyone.

As you all know, we're here to celebrate

the 10-year anniversary of Bertram Jewel's brilliant book

"Seeker: A Tome of Cryptic Visual Clues

That Lead to Hidden Treasure Worth a Life-changing Amount."

Bertram.

It's been a decade since your book was first published,

and no one is any closer to finding the treasure.

Why do you think that is?

It was never meant to be easy.

Joking aside, I am glad you mentioned that,

because today isn't just about an anniversary.

I am also here to make an announcement.

My esteemed publishers...

want to reprint "Seeker," and --

wait for it --

the new edition will come with a brand-new page.

That's right.

I've drawn up a new set of clues.

So, if there's to be a new version of your book,

why are you selling the old version outside?

Oh, well, that book, the original,

still contains the solution -- if you look hard enough.

Does it, though?

Only, let me take you back 24 years,

to when you were imprisoned

for a particularly heinous confidence trick.

Back when you went by your real name --

Robert Grimes.

So, Robert, is your book another con?

And the only reason no one has found the treasure

is because it doesn't exist?

Jane, wait.

You need to sort this -- and quickly.

Any deal we had is on hold till you do.

Ludo, it's not true -- any of it.

Are you talking about your past or your book?

What are you doing? That's Bertram's room.

Was Bertram's room?

Didn't you hear that reporter?

We've been harboring a criminal.

Where's he gonna go? He's broke.

I want him out of our lives, Eli.

And I don't care how it's done.

Bertram?

-Is it safe? -Everyone's gone.

Any and all forgiveness begins with honesty.

I am being honest.

The treasure's real.

And perhaps if you revealed it...

Great talk, Rev.

Truly inspirational.

You should listen to Seb.

Prove you're the real deal.

You first.

Ready whenever you are.

There you are.

10 years I have been looking for that treasure.

Would I really con you? My friend?

My number one fan? Of course I wouldn't.

And another thing -- why would I bother creating

a new page if there was nothing to find?

That is actually if there is a new page.

Call my publisher, Jane, and ask her.

I've got her number right here.

The treasure is real, Venetia.

And it's out there,

waiting for only the brightest and the best to find it.

And you are the brightest I know.

Think he'll dig it up?

What do you mean?

The treasure.

Zeb thinks it's his best chance of redemption.

I hear your anniversary was a roaring success.

If I find out it was you who raked up my past --

I already know more about you than I can stomach.

Why would I bother digging any further?

For someone who claims to be hyper intelligent,

you're not very bright, Othello.

You sold me out, and you know it.

What are you talking about?

Where have you been? Dani's furious.

She wants you out of the house.

I know a really good removal man.

I can give you the number.

Just back off, Othello.

I can't believe what the journalist said.

Never mind her.

I need a favor.

Knock, knock.

You're meant to say, "Who's there?"

Who is there?

Bertram or Robert?

Robert was a long time ago, Ludo.

That's not me anymore.

All this time I've spent trying to work your book out,

and you encouraged me the whole time, knowing it was a lie.

Ludo, I would never do that to you.

I'm going to tell people what you really are.

I'll go online.

I'll make sure everyone knows.

Just calm down, okay?

I want to show you something.

It's the new page.

And only two people have ever seen it --

me, and now you.

That'd be cheating.

I'm already in enough trouble.

I just wanted you to see that I'm not a con man.

Maybe once, but not now.

Friends again.

It's not gonna be that easy.

Well, then it's down to me to prove myself.

Meantime, I'll be in the pub.

Damn it!

Relax.

I've got it, all right?

There's no need to snap.

What has got into you?

Dad, there's something I've got to --

Pour us a large one.

Are you serious?

- Get out! -Scarlet!

It's all right, Joe.

It'll be all over the local papers soon enough.

Smile, sweet angel.

Smile.

What are you doing?

What are you going?!

Okay.

Speak quickly and clearly.

No stumbling or mumbling over your words.

Go.

We haven't had breakfast yet.

I didn't get this far stopping for porridge.

Bet you'd score highly on bones.

John.

In what year di--

-Winter. -Morning, sir.

Sorry for calling round so early,

but a body's been found.

Well, there goes my practice.

Sarah's through to the semifinal of a pub quiz.

The pub quiz, Jamie.

The biggest one in Midsummer.

Congratulations, Mrs. B.

You know, I always thought that

you were the real brains of the family.

You mentioned a body, Winter?

The victim's name is Bertram Jewell.

The Bertram Jewell, of "Seeker" fame.

The puzzle book.

Everyone was obsessed with it.

-Clearly not everyone. -He's a super genius.

He created a picture book full of cryptic clues

that lead to hidden treasure.

-Are we talking pieces of eight or a pot of gold?

Well, that's all part of the mystery, sir.

I can't believe Bertram Jewell's in Midsummer.

Was here, you mean.

If I'd known, I would have tried to meet him.

I got the book when it first came out,

but I could never crack it.

And the biggest puzzle now is who killed him.