Art Detectives (2025) s01e03 Episode Script

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[Birds singing]
♪♪
[Brakes squeak]
[Camera shutters clicking]
Laying out the ghost to rest ♪
Freein' up my mind
Take your pain and sorrow
And leave it all behind
From the moment you fall
I control it all
[Electric guitar solo]
I control it all
I control it all
From the moment you fall
I control it all
[Electric guitar solo]
[Music stops]
- Nathan, can you hear me?
- Yeah.
It's the same note as before.
Listen, you've come through
all the hurt.
- Mm-hmm.
- Finally, you're at peace.
- Okay?
- Yep.
We want to hear that joy, Nathan
breaking free of the shackles, yeah?
I can't do that.
- I need some air.
- Huh?
I'll go.
- What?
- Nathan!
Wait.
- I can't do it.
- Nathan.
I can't do it.
It's taken courage to come back.
No. I-I can feel hands around my throat.
I know the pressure you're under.
No, no. I'm not speaking in metaphors.
Matt is trying to kill me.
Your brother's dead, Nathan.
Matty's here, and he wants me dead.
Yeah.
He's on the cusp
of a full-blown meltdown.
He's agreed to give us a cut
of the album profits,
so that can't happen.
I'm gonna see if I can root out
some of the ambient-sound stuff
that we didn't use on the last album.
Have you seen that old field recorder?
You're gonna recycle
Dirty Shamen material?
Bit desperate, isn't it?
Not as desperate as flogging
off your possessions.
There's been interest
in a few bits and bobs
from the collection.
They're going up for auction tomorrow.
- Are we in trouble?
- It's a cash-flow issue.
The album will get made.
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Help yourself.
Oh, hi, Grace.
Nathan's coming off a lot of heavy meds.
He's trying to manage
things through his diet.
You're his nutritionist
as well as his manager now?
Switching out the antipsychotics
for hemp smoothies?
What could possibly go wrong?
- Hi, Dad.
- Grace
- I want you to leave.
- Mm.
I want you to stop
selling off my property.
Grace.
Grace!
[Footsteps departing]
Sorry. Can I, uh, just have
your signature, please?
No one is signing anything.
What are you doing?
[Scoffs]
You know how much this meant to Mum!
- Grace.
- You're a thief and a liar,
and I don't know how you sleep at night!
Put all of this back inside the studio.
Otherwise, you'll be
dealing with the police.
Let's discuss this calmly.
Now tell me exactly what else
you've sold behind my back!
Grace, I don't need this!
♪♪
[Birds cawing]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Rain falling]
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[Static crackles]
[Electricity buzzes, static crackles]
[Switch clicks, electricity buzzes]
Testing, testing.
1, 2, 1, 2.
This is "Nocturnal Sounds,"
Dirty Shamen, take 1.
There you are.
- [Chuckling] Oh, my God.
- You're pathetic.
Can't leave you on your own
for more than two seconds.
Thought you could do with some company.
- Jesus! Your company?
- Yeah, right. Now piss off.
You're a deadweight.
Who'd love you?
You make me want to puke my guts up!
[Groans]
[Gurgling, gasping]
Stop! I can't breathe!
[Gurgling, water splashing]
No! Mnh!
[Gasping, gurgling]
[Water splashing]
♪♪
What have I just heard?
Aah!
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[Static crackling]
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[Engine revving]
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This era of Indian political upheaval
coincided with events
on the other side of the world
the War of Austrian Succession,
between 1740 and 1748,
and then the Seven Years' War,
between 1756 and 1763.
It involved Great Britain,
France, Spain,
and the Netherlands.
[Cellphone rings]
With the European powers
on different sides,
their colonies, companies,
and allies across the globe
Hey, Shazia.
Morning, Boss. Something's come in.
We're going to
a recording studio in Cornwall.
As I lose my self-control
And I pray you won't say
Amazing, right?
- Maybe, 'cause to
- [Speaking indistinctly]
down in my soul
I'm in love with yo
[Music stops]
Not your bag?
The lead singer, Matty,
Nathan's brother,
was found drowned in the river
when they were recording
their last album at Towan
like seven years ago.
Nathan had a breakdown,
so he's been out of the picture
for years.
So the fact he's back here is massive.
I think the fact that a man was
murdered here a few hours ago
is probably a little bit more massive.
Fair.
What I don't get is why we're involved.
Towan's is heritage-listed,
and the victim had an important
memorabilia collection,
some of which is now missing.
So, what are we looking at
like, professional burglary gone wrong?
My bet?
It's all been shipped
out of the country by now.
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with yo-o-o-u
[Men shouting indistinctly]
I'm in love with you
[Camera shutters clicking]
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love ♪
[Instrumental break]
I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love ♪
Nathan Frayne in the flesh.
[Breathing heavily]
What are you going to do
to protect this area?
This is not a safe place
for my client to be right now.
- There are paparazzi everywhere.
- Yes.
They're in the field.
- There's a drone out the back.
- [Speaks indistinctly]
If you don't do something
about it, I will.
[Man shouting indistinctly in distance]
- [Speaks indistinctly]
- Go on, mate. Let's go.
Let's get you inside.
[Shouting continues]
Can you go after them
and get their statements?
- Yes, sir.
- [Shouting continues]
D.I. Palmer, Heritage Crime.
This is D.C. Malik.
- Hi.
- Grace Filton.
You're the daughter of the victim?
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Would you mind telling us
what happened last night?
I'm guessing Dad
heard something,
interrupted a burglar.
Some stuff was taken from the studio.
Could you show us where?
[Shouting continues]
[Camera shutters clicking]
Do you know what's missing?
Seems they took some
of the most valuable pieces.
The auctioneers took
a full inventory yesterday,
so you can check.
If the auctioneers were here yesterday,
why didn't they take stuff with them?
Um I stopped them.
D.C. Malik, would you take a statement
off Miss Filton, please?
Yeah.
[Police radio chatter]
Cheers.
[Chatter continues]
[Radio beeps]
[Door closes]
♪♪
All right if I take a look?
Yeah. We're nearly done here.
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[Camera shutter clicks]
[Inhales deeply]
[Camera shutter clicks]
[Exhales sharply]
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[Breathes deeply]
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If I'd just let the auction go ahead,
none of this would have ever happened.
I called him a liar and a thief.
They were literally
the last words I said to him.
Did you know why your dad was
auctioning off the collection?
He was trying to keep this place afloat.
The fact is recording studios
are pretty much redundant.
What with people recording
in their bedrooms and all that?
Dad fought to get Towan made
into a listed building
because he thought
it'd be this great draw.
- But it's a curse.
- How come?
Because we're saddled with an estate
that costs a fortune
and can't pay for itself.
It's a money pit.
How did you stop your dad
from going ahead with the sale?
It wasn't his collection.
It was Mum's.
She died 10 years ago.
- I'm sorry.
- Mm.
Did you argue with your dad?
I had a go at him,
but he'd never engage with me.
Why is that?
- Because I'm a pain in the ass.
- [Scoffs]
I'm sure my parents think
the same about me,
but, then again,
they're all over me like a rash.
I have
had
no
value to him.
Every relationship
my father had was transactional.
In this industry, everyone
is exploiting somebody else.
Apart from the artists.
They always seem
to be bottom of the heap.
Believe me, some of them are the worst.
Hmm.
♪♪
Boss
Grace stopped the auction
because, apparently,
the collection didn't belong
to Charlie Filton.
- What?
- I just saw
a solicitor's letter on the table
something about the misappropriation
of trust assets.
- So, this place is a trust?
- Mm.
I wonder who the trustees are. Thanks.
I think there might be a bit of a hole
in the professional-robbery theory, too.
The auction was well publicized.
Anyone with half a brain
would have expected the
collection to be moved off site
the night before.
Which is exactly what
would have happened
- without Grace's intervention.
- Yeah.
The fact the collection was still here
was just pure chance.
♪♪
- Excuse me. D.I. Palmer.
- This is D.C. Malik.
We've not been introduced.
We're looking for the studio manager.
Jack Brooks.
I'm the nearest thing you'll get.
I've had a look around the place.
I didn't see any CCTV.
That's because there isn't any.
Seems a bit odd.
Studio kit alone
must be worth a fortune.
Clients value their privacy.
What happens at Towan stays at Towan.
♪♪
[Camera shutter clicking]
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And you've never had
any trouble here before?
No unwanted visitors?
We're pretty tucked away.
Press seem to have got wind
of the situation, though.
Been a couple of them knocking
about since Nathan arrived.
I reckon his label leaked he was here.
Free publicity for the album.
And it's one road in,
one road out, right?
Thank you for your time.
♪♪
How 'bout you check out
the CCTV situation
in the surrounding area
and I'll dig in to this trustees issue?
On it, Boss.
[Gulls crying]
♪♪
Okay.
Well
I appreciate your help. Yep.
- Who was that?
- Grace's solicitor.
[Sighs]
It looks like Filton was strong-armed
into making it into a trust
by his then-wife.
Why?
I'd say wife realized husband
was feckless git
and didn't want him
to piss it all up the wall.
And Grace was one of the trustees?
- And Charlie was the other.
- Mm.
So if one trustee starts
spending some of the assets
without the other one knowing,
then that is fraud.
So, there was a CCTV camera
outside the front gate.
I've reviewed 12 hours of the footage
before and after Filton's murder.
Didn't take long
because only two vehicles appear
in all that time.
Ellison's Auction van arriving.
Two hours later, a Jeep arrives,
registered to Grace Filton.
The auction van leaves
half an hour after that,
so we know Grace was in situ
when the murder happened,
and we know she had beef with her dad.
But Grace went to Towan
to stop the auction,
and she succeeded, so what's her motive?
- Hmm.
- We know the auctioneers leave
with an empty van,
and we know from the CCTV footage
that neither Grace nor any of the others
leave the property post-murder.
And according to their statements,
none of them heard or saw anything.
And none of them can corroborate
the other person's alibis
'cause they're all staying
in separate accommodations.
Mm.
[Sighs]
One road in, one road out.
So how did the thief or murderer
get Filton's memorabilia
off the property?
♪♪
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- Blimey! This is nice!
- Yeah!
Wow. After you, Madam.
♪♪
Feels a cut above
the usual gaffs they put us in.
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That's not bad. Nice bit of impasto.
I think somebody's been inspired
by our old friend Turner.
Looks like an antique frame, too.
Who booked this place?
- Me.
- Is it within our budget?
- What budget?
- This is the police.
There's a whole bloody
department dedicated to budgets.
[Sighs]
I can try and find somewhere else.
Or I could pay the extra.
No. No, no, no. No, no.
Let's concentrate on the job in hand.
[Mid-tempo ambient music plays]
Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh
Shhhhh
Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh
[Owl hoots]
Ah. Dirty Shamen?
Glad you're giving them another shot.
- Listen to this.
- [Music stops]
Oh, hang on a minute.
There you go.
[Music resumes]
[Screeching] What do you think that is?
Someone screaming.
It's a barn owl.
And then, if I fast-forward
a little bit further,
what sounds like maracas
is actually a corn crake.
Um, and then a little bit further on
it's coming up now
[Screeching] What do you think that is?
Otters.
[Music stops]
Dirty Shamen seemed
to have had quite a thing
for nocturnal field recordings.
Somehow you've made me like it less.
Oh.
Charlie Filton's postmortem results.
Time of death estimated
between 2:00 and 3:00 a.m.
Well, that fits in
with Filton's broken watch.
- Cause of death
- severe blunt force trauma
to the left of the skull,
suggesting our killer was right-handed.
Bruising consistent
with the microphone base
found next to the victim's body.
The pathologist has identified
bruising on Filton's torso
that she's estimated
to be a few days old.
Injuries are consistent
with a closed-fist punch.
Says whoever inflicted the injury
might have been wearing
a ring with a proud fitting.
♪♪
Look at this.
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That might do it.
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Huh.
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Do me a favor, Malik.
Take another look at
her statement, would you?
Yeah. Sure.
♪♪
Yeah, yeah. Okay. Okay, bye. Yeah.
Can I have a word, Miss Wilder?
The label's flying us out to L.A.
We need to leave shortly.
You're gonna have to put
those flights on hold.
♪♪
Why?
Because you're a potential
suspect in a murder inquiry.
♪♪
[Birds cawing]
What were you and Mr. Filton
fighting about?
Charlie was putting
unnecessary pressure on Nathan.
I pushed back.
You did a little bit more
than push back, didn't you?
♪♪
[Cellphone vibrating]
[Vibrating stops]
[Door opens]
Hi.
- You're with police, right?
- Uh, yeah.
[Chuckles]
I'm sorry about Charlie.
I'm D.C. Malik.
I'm assisting D.I. Palmer.
You can call me "Shazia."
I know it's probably not the right time,
but I'd just like to say
I'm such a big fan [Chuckles]
of your music.
Come with me.
As soon as I suggested
stopping the recording,
Charlie got nasty.
He threatened to sue me.
Did you have a contract
with Charlie Filton?
So how could he sue you?
You could have walked away from
this and taken Nathan with you.
He wouldn't let us leave.
Really?
Was he holding you hostage?
- In a manner of speaking, yes.
- How?
I need to show you something.
I was jumping on and off of calls
with Nathan's label in L.A. all night
when Charlie was killed.
I was very concerned
about Nathan's mental health.
I wanted the label to pay Filton
the full fee so we could leave.
I'm good at multitasking,
but carrying out a murder
on a conference call?
A stretch,
even for me.
Why didn't you mention this
in your statement?
I didn't want to implicate Nathan.
Or, to put it another way,
you were trying to cover for him.
♪♪
Okay. So
every night, after I finish recording,
I take my guitars
and I lay them out just so.
Okay. [Chuckles]
I've done the same thing
since the beginning.
Like a ritual or something?
A ritual. Exactly. Yes.
The thing is, when
I come back here the next day,
everything's been moved around.
What exactly are you saying?
Matty's messing with me.
Matty, your dead brother?
I'm not sure how that
connects to Filton's murder.
I think Matty killed Charlie.
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I just had a mad chat
with Nathan Frayne.
You know how they say,
"Never meet your heroes"?
- That bad, eh?
- Yeah.
He's not in a state
to record a voice note,
let alone an album.
He's so gorgeous.
It's so sad.
Storm claimed that they were
being held hostage,
but she didn't elaborate.
But I was wondering whether
Filton had some kind of hold
over her
or Nathan or both of them.
Like what?
What exactly were the circumstances
around Matty Frayne's death?
He went for a midnight dip
in this river,
was off his face on drink and drugs,
and drowned.
[Water splashing]
We're waiting at the next station!
It's along the river, apparently.
♪♪
What?
How did they get Filton's
collection out of the grounds?
[Scoffs] Really?
♪♪
This is the house.
♪♪
It's a possibility, right?
Okay. Come on, then.
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Boss!
What?
Look what I found.
♪♪
Yes!
Well, someone could have used it
to take the collection
out of here, right?
Give me a hand.
You're not taking the boat in the river?
Yeah. Why not?
I'm pretty sure
I need to do a risk assessment
- for something like this.
- Nah, don't worry.
I've got an ICC sailing qualification,
and I was butterfly champion
at county level.
- Well, you can swim it, then.
- Ah. Very good.
Get in.
[Grunts]
- You all right?
- Yep.
[Muttering]
Wait, wait. Where'd you go?
- Boss?
- Yep?
- I think I've got something.
- Pass me that oar.
♪♪
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna get it.
♪♪
[Duck quacking]
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[Quacking continues]
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What is it?
♪♪
[Birds cawing]
[Radio beeps, police radio chatter]
Why would someone go to the trouble
of stealing all this stuff,
killing a man in the process,
only to go and dump it in the river?
It's clearly not about financial gain.
Then what is it?
'Cause it just feels like
mindless vandalism.
Let's get hold of the auction inventory
and check this stuff off.
Mm.
[Drone buzzing]
Bloody drone.
I think we're getting papped.
[Buzzing continues]
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Looks like everything's
a part of the auction lot,
apart from that.
Looks ancient
more your era than mine.
What is it?
A reel-to-reel field recorder.
Maybe the theft of Filton's memorabilia
was a distraction
a cover.
♪♪
We've checked all the other
items recovered from the river
against the inventory,
and they're all part
of your father's collection,
aside from this.
Do you know anything about it?
Yeah. It was used for Dirty Shamen.
Matty wanted to record with it.
Matty Frayne?
♪♪
[Bird cawing]
Decaf cappuccino, please.
- Pot of Earl Grey.
- No problem.
- And some rice.
- Sure.
Uncooked. Uh, bowlful.
Mm-hmm.
Cute. Righty-o.
Hopefully, that will dry these out.
According to the manufacturer,
the reel-to-reel tape
inside the recorder
was discontinued eight years ago.
So whatever's on this tape
will be historic.
Matty could be
the last person who used it.
We need to hear what's on it.
The recorder's knackered.
Technical term. Could buy a new one.
It's a vintage piece of kit, Malik.
Respectfully, Boss,
we've got the Internet,
so someone will be flogging one,
guaranteed.
Right.
Ah.
- Here we are.
- Thank you.
- Your rice.
- Thank you so much.
All right. Here we go.
[Indistinct conversations]
Now we wait.
Or we can look at
the Matty Frayne files.
I got them sent over
this morning from the archive.
Nice one, Malik.
Day before Matty died,
witnesses saw the Frayne Brothers engage
in a physical altercation,
which explains the injuries
and extensive bruising
found at the postmortem
that were inconsistent with drowning.
Explained or explained away?
Who are the witnesses?
Charlie Filton, Grace Filton,
Storm Wilder, and Jack Brooks.
That's the exact same crew
who were present
at Charlie Filton's murder.
That can't be a coincidence.
All of the witnesses claim
they have no knowledge of Matty
going to the river that night.
Could think of no reason
why he would have done so.
Well, that's not true.
Sorry?
The nocturnal field recordings.
They'd all have known
that Matty went out at night
and recorded stuff.
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What's up?
Three days before Matty
died, someone called the police,
accusing him of an assault.
Inquiries failed to identify the caller.
- What kind of assault?
- It doesn't say.
But I think I need to speak to Grace.
Right.
♪♪
Yesterday afternoon,
you were speaking
about the music industry
and how exploitative it is.
Hardly an exclusive.
You said the artists can be
some of the worst offenders.
You remember that?
I know you were just a child
when Matty Frayne died.
I was 15.
I certainly didn't feel
like a child. [Chuckles]
A lot of the time I felt
like the only adult in the room.
We've just come across information
which might put
a different slant on things.
Matty may have been involved
in an assault
just prior to his death.
The fight he had with Nathan?
No. That was only reported
after his death.
This was something different.
♪♪
Did Matty do anything to you?
He was vile to me.
He was vile to everyone.
He loved messing
with people's heads and
gaslighting them.
Did you report Matty to the police?
I lost my mum when I was 12 years old.
Dad barely acknowledged my existence.
The upside of that is
I toughened up quick.
Matty wouldn't have dared
do anything to me.
One last thing.
The statement you gave
to the police seven years ago
♪♪
It was a lie.
Dad told me to tell the police
that I'd witnessed a fight
between Matty and Nathan
the day before he drowned.
If it happened
I never saw it.
♪♪
- Hmm.
- So, when Matty Frayne died,
they all lied to the police.
His death wasn't an accident, was it?
What do you reckon, Boss?
Murder
or, at best, manslaughter.
And a massive cover-up.
Well, we know you lied to us.
I don't understand why you're
digging this stuff up now.
Mr. Filton's murder
and the theft of his collection
might relate back to events that
took place here seven years ago.
Fine. Come back with evidence
and you can speak to my client
with a lawyer present.
Was there a cover-up
the night Matty died?
What I'm trying to work out is
whether you're trying to protect Nathan
or yourself
or, I'm guessing,
a little bit of both.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't do this anymore.
Nathan, you don't need to do this.
No.
I need to tell the truth.
I don't need you
to hold my hand anymore.
Okay?
Okay.
It was pretty much
like every other night.
We were
all hanging out together in the house
[Electric guitar playing]
drinking too much,
playing, writing music.
Aha! Like, if I bend that note,
then slide down a whole step
Then hammer on,
add in some pitch harmonics
[Playing continues]
that squeal you get, man.
Next time I wake up, Matty's not there.
Charlie said he'd gone
to collect field audio.
There you are.
My God, you're pathetic.
Can't leave you on your own
for more than two seconds.
Thought you could do with some company.
Jesus! Your company? Yeah, right.
Now piss off. You're dead weight.
- Get off!
- No wonder the label
are thinking of replacing you.
Everyone knows that I'm carrying you
the rest of the band,
the management, the label.
You're dragging me down, Nathan!
♪♪
- [Grunts]
- [Groans]
He was, like, superaggressive
from the start,
accusing me of being dead weight,
saying how he'd been
in talks with the label
about replacing me.
What was the lead-up to the argument?
There was never a lead-up.
He'd just snap.
Was that a regular thing?
Yeah.
And then, afterwards,
he'd just deny it ever happened.
[Grunting]
[Grunts] Stop!
[Grunts]
♪♪
[Breathing heavily]
[Grunts]
[Thud]
[Grunting]
Stop! Aah!
[Grunting continues]
[Blows landing]
They said, "Somehow, during the fight,
you must have ended up in the river."
What do you mean, "Must have"?
I have no memory after that.
Not until they woke me up.
♪♪
Nathan. Nathan.
Hey! You need to wake up, Nathan!
Something bad's happened.
[Echoing] Matty's dead.
Charlie said
it would be best
to wait till the morning,
then report him missing.
Look more convincing
if the police found him.
We left Matty in that river for hours.
Why did you wait until now
to destroy the tape?
[Sniffles] What tape?
The tape Matty was recording that night.
I didn't. What does it matter?
It would just be a load
of nature sounds.
We believe Matty may
have recorded his own murder.
- Mur I didn't murder him.
- It was an accident.
I wouldn't kill my own brother.
The river did that for you,
and it's all on tape.
Charlie discovered the recordings.
That's why he had to die, too.
I didn't kill Charlie.
Why would I?
- No.
- Could you stand up, please?
Nathan Frayne, I'm arresting you
on the suspicion
of the murder of Charles Filton
and for the murder of Matthew Frayne.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense
if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later
rely on in court.
Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.
♪♪
[Police radio chatter]
All right?
[Car door closes]
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- You all right, Boss?
- I don't know.
Why kill Charlie after all these years?
Charlie knew what had happened.
If anything, he protected Nathan.
Maybe the pressure? He's not well.
We need to listen to those tapes.
When's the field recorder due?
Estimated delivery time
is 8:00 a.m. tomorrow.
Oh, it's bloody torture.
[Dog barking in distance]
♪♪
Hmm.
Something old.
Something new.
♪♪
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[Cellphone rings]
D.I. Palmer.
Yes. Who is this, please?
Right.
It's been a pleasure.
[Chuckles] Yes. I most certainly will.
Who was that?
Your mum.
What? Why is she calling you?
Because she hasn't heard
from you in over a week.
My head's been on the job, Boss.
I've been up to my neck in it.
What did she say?
Once I'd assured her
that you hadn't joined a cult,
she was lovely.
By the end of the call,
she'd invited me for dinner.
She'd never check
on my brother like this.
Nice to know that she cares,
though, right?
Wish she'd care just a little less.
We all want
the Goldilocks scenario, Malik.
Sometimes we just have to make
peace with what we've got.
I'll call her.
♪♪
[Gulls crying]
♪♪
♪♪
[Brakes squeak]
♪♪
[Doorbell rings]
♪♪
Moment of truth.
All righty.
There.
All right. Cross everything.
[Rhythmic rasping, croaking]
- Birds or something?
- Yeah.
[Animal screeches]
There you are.
Oh, my God, you're pathetic.
Can't leave you on your own
for more than two seconds.
Thought you could do with some company.
- Jesus! Your company?
- Yeah, right. Now piss off.
Nathan and Matty.
- You're dead weight.
- No!
No wonder the label
are thinking of replacing you.
Everyone knows that I'm carrying you
the rest of the band,
the management, the label.
You're dragging me down, Nathan!
[Grunting]
- What are you doing?!
- Aah!
[Speaking indistinctly]
There's someone else there, right?
Yeah.
[Speaking indistinctly]
Get her off him!
He's out cold.
Oh. You feel sorry
for poor little Nathan?
Nathan couldn't have killed
Matty if he was unconscious.
- He's innocent.
- Let's keep listening.
♪♪
[Grunting]
Ow!
- [Blows landing]
- Stop!
- [Grunting continues]
- Stop! Matt!
No! No!
[Grunts]
The first physical
altercation of the evening
was between the two brothers.
And then in this instance,
you dragged Matty away from Nathan.
Is that correct?
He was left unconscious,
and a few moments later,
we hear this exchange.
Why did you do that?! He's out cold!
Oh, you feel sorry
for poor little Nathan?
One day you'll get what's coming to you.
Jesus Christ. I literally cannot bear
to listen to your whiny little voice.
- [Water splashes]
- You say you love me.
Next day, you beat the crap out of me.
Can you confirm
that you were having a romantic
relationship with Matty Frayne,
albeit an abusive one?
[Sniffs]
Do you love me?
I've reported you to the police.
It was you, not Grace,
that made the anonymous call
about the assault, wasn't it?
Gonna tell the whole world
what a pathetic little worm you are.
- Yeah, right.
- Shut up.
- No!
- Shut your mouth!
No, no! No, don't do this!
You said you loved me!
Love you?
Who'd love you?
You make me want to puke my guts up!
[Grunts] I loved you!
- [Water splashing]
- Stop! I can't breathe!
You're drowning me!
No, stop!
He's drowning me!
[Gasping]
- [Gurgling]
- Shh.
[Gurgling continues, water splashing]
I think you somehow managed
to get an unconscious Nathan
back to the house
and then you persuaded everyone else
Nathan had killed his brother.
You didn't even figure in the picture.
Well
that is until Charlie started listening
to the old field recorder.
[Water splashing]
Oh, stop! Stop it!
- [Breathing heavily]
- [Gurgling]
♪♪
What have I just heard?
[Grunts]
♪♪
[Grunts]
It must have been
a difficult moment for you.
All those years,
the evidence had been sitting
right there in the studio all along.
What I don't get is
how you made such a hash
of getting rid of the evidence.
♪♪
[Camera shutters clicking]
[Drone buzzing]
It was the paparazzi, wasn't it?
All those drones.
Suddenly Towan
wasn't so secluded anymore.
There was a possibility
that someone was watching you
at all times.
For the last seven years,
Nathan has been tortured
by what he supposedly did.
Do you understand that?
That's what Matty does
even from beyond the grave
♪♪
ruins people's lives.
♪♪
[Gulls crying]
♪♪
[Indistinct conversations]
It's pretty clever,
what Jack pulled off,
persuading everyone to cover for Nathan
when really they were covering for him.
In a messy,
Machiavellian sort of way, yeah.
Talking of which, I owe you
for my fancy hotel booking.
What's the damage?
- Big fat zero.
- You what?
The frame on that tribute Turner
dated back to the 17th century.
The lap joints on the back gave it away.
It's worth a small fortune.
They were very grateful.
Genius. Nice one, Boss.
[Conversations continue]
And all that stuff with my mum
I do appreciate what I've got.
I don't want you to think I'm,
like, some sort of spoiled brat.
Not spoiled, Malik.
Just really ungrateful.
[Chuckles]
But nothing that buying me
a bag of fish and chips
- won't sort out.
- [Chuckles]
No, seriously. It's It's your show.
Yeah.
♪♪
♪♪
Laying out the ghost to rest ♪
Freein' up my mind
Take your pain and sorrow
And leave it all behind
From the moment you fall
I control it all
[Electric guitar solo]
I control it all
I control it all
From the moment you fall
I control it all
[Electric guitar solo]