"Oh, wow, Catherine!" "Ah!" "That looks amazing." "Thank you, JP." "But where's Humphrey?" "Let's not worry about him, he's always late." "I suggest we get stuck in." "HORN HONKS" "Hey, Bumba!" "Don't tell me you managed to sell that old rust bucket!" "?" "She's no rust bucket!" "Oh, really!" "Bumba Dupuis, he's been trying to sell that old boat as long as I've known him." "So, go on, now." "What idiot did you trick into buying her?" "Ahoy, there!" "Look what I've just bought." "Come on, we live on an island!" "And I realised I should be out there, on the water, sailing." "So you bought a boat." "Yes, well, you've got to have a boat if you want to go sailing, JP." "Yes, Chief." "But you bought THAT boat?" "Yes, I know she's a bit tired around the edges, needs a lick of paint, but..." "I can get her into shape, and then, imagine!" "Come on, admit it, don't you just want to be, you know, out there..." "..sailing?" "Right, then, we're here!" "Guys... ..I just wanted to remind you, I want your best work, everyone." "Clean samples." "No contamination, OK?" "Nicky, if you'd like to take it from here?" "Sure." "Er, OK, guys, we're doing three dives today - each 20 minutes long, so we need to keep an eye on our bottom time, yeah?" "Dan will be staying on board, so that's me, Sam, Laura and Jonathan in the water..." "Dan, can I have a word?" "Not now, Jonathan." "Please, I've got to know." "And I've told you, I haven't made up my mind, OK?" "I'll let you know when I have." "Here, let me help you with that." "Takes ages before this sort of stuff becomes second nature." "Thank you, Sam." "All right." "Where's your sample bag?" "Oh, I, um...?" "I think you left it in the cabin." "Yeah, let..." "Sorry, let me just go and grab it." "Cut her some slack, will you?" "Have you seen my sample bag?" "Oh, I don't know." "Found it!" "Hey." "You're doing great." "I am?" "You know I love you, huh?" "I love you, too." "Come on, Laura!" "Right, then." "Let's go diving!" "I'll never get used to how beautiful the reef is." "Those colours!" "Dan?" "We're back." "I'll get him." "OK." "Thing is, Laura, the reef's not actually different colours, cos coral's only the one colour - white." "The algae..." "NICKY SCREAMS" "It's Dan...!" "SHE SCREAMS" "MUSIC:" "You're Wondering Now by Coxsone Dodd" "Chief!" "So, what have we got?" "Witnesses over here." "The victim is on the boat." "His name is Dan Hagen, a marine biologist." "The witnesses are saying they were all scuba diving at the coral reef when he was shot." "They reckon it was crooks on a passing boat." "Robbery at sea?" "Well, let's check out the crime scene." "See if that theory stacks up." "A-And I'll stand over there with the witnesses, you know, make sure they're all OK." "Er, yes." "OK, JP, good idea, you do that." "That's us three working the crime scene, then." "Looks like a small calibre firearm." "So, was he shot and then the place was ransacked, or was the place trashed first and then he was killed?" "It's hard to tell, sir, but someone was looking for something." "And what do you think that was, Florence?" "Well, if it was a robbery, Chief, it would be for cash - portable goods." "You know, the usual thing." "I can't find the victim's wallet." "Look at his wrist." "There are tan marks, but no watch... and I can't see a wallet or watch nearby." "Chief?" "Yes, what is it, Dwayne?" "A toy soldier." "Hmm, bizarre." "What's a toy soldier doing on a science boat?" "Thanks, JP." "Could you help Dwayne finish processing the crime scene, please?" "Of course, sir." "Er, I'm on it." "Thank you all for waiting." "We have a few questions, er, starting with exactly who you all are." "Er, of course." "I'm Dr Sam Blake, Head of the oceanography department at Princeton University." "Er, this is Dr Nicky Hoskins of West Lothian University, a marine biologist and our lead diver." "Jonathan Taylor, research graduate." "And this is Laura, Dan's wife." "Can I ask what you were all doing out at sea?" "We've been studying the coral reef." "Collecting groups of polyps that have lost their colour - it's a phenomenon known as coral bleaching." "And you've all been doing this for how long?" "This trip, four days." "Dan and Laura already live here and we stay at his villa when we're working." "In the first morning, we did a general survey and trash collection on the reef and then, in the afternoon, we finished up collecting the rest of the samples." "But what you should know is that we were all underwater on the reef when..." "You know, when... when it happened." "Mr Hagen stayed on the boat on his own?" "You always leave someone on the boat for safety." "It was his turn, so..." "Yes, I'm sorry about this, but I'm having difficulty picturing the scene." "If you can all explain exactly where you were when you last saw Mr Hagen?" "Sure." "I was at the back of the boat, putting on my diving gear, when Dan went into the cabin." "LAURA: 'I went into the cabin to get a sample bag.'" "Found it!" "That was when I last time saw him." "And that's the last place I saw him, as well, in the cabin, kissing Laura." "He was alive when we left." "Right then, let's go diving!" "And Jonathan?" "Where were you when you last saw Mr Hagen?" "Er, I don't really remember." "I was just getting ready for the dive, that's what I was focusing on." "I see." "So Mr Hagen was killed and the boat was searched sometime in between you all leaving it and you all returning." "What time was this?" "We started our dive at ten o'clock this morning." "It took us a few minutes to swim down to the reef." "We collected samples for 20 minutes and then we all swam back up to the boat." "So the window of opportunity is somewhere between 10am and 10:30?" "I think so." "Then were you in sight of each other the whole time you were underwater?" "Well, not exactly." "I mean, we do try and stay together, but obviously we're focusing on collecting samples." "So one of you could have swum back to the boat." "No, it's crystal clear down there." "If anyone had swum away, someone would have noticed them go." "You're sure about that?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Pretty sure." "Which is why you think Mr Hagen was killed by passing robbers." "We noticed that his watch was missing." "Does Mr Hagen normally carry a wallet on him?" "Always, with usually quite a few thousand dollars in it." "Then, finally, can I ask does anyone know why" "I found a little toy soldier near Mr Hagen's body?" "I'm sorry?" "I found a little metal toy soldier by the victim's body." "Does anyone know why that might have been there?" "There weren't any children, perhaps, on the boat?" "No." "No - and we clean the boat out every morning." "So if you found a toy in the cabin, it wasn't there when we set out." "Oh, don't worry." "I'm sure it's not important." "DWAYNE WHISTLES" "JP?" "Yes." "Why don't you go and check and see if all the divers used the same amount of oxygen from their tanks?" "Er, good idea." "Good idea." "Hey!" "Why are you doing it over there?" "No reason." "Just thought I'd do it here, you know?" "The light's better." "Oh." "That's good to know." "Thank you." "Tell you what I don't get, Florence." "The victim was a millionaire - he'd have handed over his wallet and watch the moment the robbers asked for them, wouldn't he?" "So why did they have to shoot him dead?" "And you should know, sir, that was the coastguard and, as far as they're aware, there weren't any other boats in the area this morning." "Ah, now that is interesting." "DISTANT ARGUING" "And our witnesses are not getting on as well as they'd like us to think." "Nicky Hoskins clearly has problems with the deceased's wife." "JP." "Chief?" "Dwayne?" "Chief?" "If this wasn't a gang of criminals committing robbery at sea, have you found a gun anywhere on the boat?" "No, sir." "If you're the killer, sir, you'd just throw the gun overboard once the victim's dead, along with the wallet and watch." "To make it look like robbery gone wrong." "Yes, very good." "Any chance of recovering them?" "I'm sure we'll be able to find out the boat's co-ordinates at the time of the murder." "I'm going to speak to the Saint Marie Diving School, see if we can search the seabed nearby." "Yes, please do." "So we're going to need all the help we can get on this case, because I think you're right, Florence." "One of those four people is our killer." "But he was alive when they went into the water and they're all saying they were all in sight of each other the whole time they were underwater." "How did one of them swim back to the boat, shoot Dan Hagen dead, before then taking the time to trash the cabin to make it look like a robbery gone wrong, swim back to the reef and all without any of the other witnesses noticing" "the killer's absence at any time?" "Seemingly impossible." "OUTSIDE:" "Excuse me?" "Yes?" "I just wanted to know when we could get our samples." "I'm sorry, Dr Blake, but the boat's a crime scene." "You won't be able to access your samples." "H, but can we ask you a question?" "Of course." "Could you tell us a bit about Nicky Hoskins' relationship with Mrs Hagen?" "Nicky used to be Dan's girlfriend." "She did?" "Well, hold on a minute." "Nicky, Dan, and I have been working together on and off for about a decade-and-a-half now." "I didn't think she was the sort of person who was interested in relationships, but a few years back, she and Dan got together." "How was Nicky when it ended?" "Not great." "We were out here at the time." "She left the expedition and flew back to the UK soon after." "I just think it's Laura that Nicky has a problem with." "Ex-girlfriends, new wives," "I mean they're never going to be best friends, are they?" "So, I've been looking into Dan Hagen's life, sir, and he was very rich." "He inherited a fortune when his parents died in his early twenties and, since then, he's dedicated his life to researching the oceans." "A fortune that I presume his wife Laura inherits, which is interesting, because..." "Now, hold on a moment, erm..." "No, not you." "Not you." "No, not you..." "Ah, yes, right, here we go!" "So, Laura married Dan just under a year ago, but, before, she worked as a flight attendant - but she had a rich upbringing." "Private school, parents both worked in the city, but there was a flag against her father's name on the system." "There was?" "Yes, I've put in a request for them to release the file to us." "Ahem..." "Ah, Commissioner, good afternoon!" "Good afternoon, Detective Inspector." "Good afternoon, Detective Sergeant." "Sir." "So... word reaches me that a wealthy tourist has just been killed while out on his boat." "Yes that's right, sir." "Only, you should know, I've got a dinner at the yacht club tomorrow night and I want to be able to reassure the members of the committee that there isn't in fact a gang of pirates operating off the coast of Saint Marie." "Well, well, sir, I wouldn't want to rule anything out at this moment." "Erm, but, equally, I wouldn't want to rule anything in either." "I suppose what I'm saying is that it's, er, it's very early days." "Then I'd appreciate it if you kept me abreast of the situation." "Yes, of course, sir." "So there's a yacht club on the island, is there?" "Oh, yes." "Only, I've, erm, I've bought a yacht myself." "YOU have?" "A yacht?" "She needs a little bit of a spit and polish, but, er, once she's shipshape, maybe I could join?" "Well, is that the time?" "Thank you very much, Detective Inspector, but, erm, I'm sure you're extremely busy." "Good day." "Good day." "Yes, always glad to be of assistance, sir." "What do you think he actually does all day?" "Sir." "No, yes, of course, yes." "Erm, carry on with background checks, would you?" "And see if you can put some pressure on the Met to release Laura's dad's file ASAP." "I'm going to see what we can discover from the toy soldier we found at the scene." "OK, you've got to tell me what's going on." "Excuse me?" "You've been acting strange ever since you came on board that boat." "I don't think I have, Dwayne." "I-I'm cool." "That was you being cool?" "!" "Listen." "I'm your partner, you've got to tell me if something's up." "OK." "It's just..." "I can't swim... so I kind of don't like hanging around boats." "Or water." "What?" "You know, I-I don't like hanging around boats." "No, no!" "Not that bit, the bit before that, the bit where you said you can't swim." "Well... that's because I can't." "But everybody can swim!" "I know." "It's just, I can't." "Is that bad?" "A police officer on an island in the middle of the Caribbean?" "!" "It's not good, I can tell you that much." "Now, that is definitely odd." "What is it?" "There are no fingerprints on this toy anywhere." "There aren't?" "Not even a partial, or a partial of a partial." "It's been wiped entirely clean." "Why would you wipe a toy clean of fingerprints?" "Anyway, how are you getting on?" "Well, sir," "Sam Blake only took up his post of Head of Oceanography at Princeton University earlier this year." "Did he?" "And, as far as I can tell, he got the job partly because of a famous scientific paper he and Mr Hagen published last year." "I see." ""Mr Hagen and Dr Blake have revolutionised our understanding" ""of the coral reefs in the Caribbean." That's impressive." "As for Jonathan Taylor, he graduated from Plymouth University with a first-class degree in Marine Biology." "So, what about Nicky Hoskins, the, er, victim's ex-girlfriend?" "She's got no prior convictions, but I spoke to immigration and Sam Blake was right." "He and Nicky were on Saint Marie two years ago, but Nicky returned to the UK after only three days." "COMPUTER ALERT One moment, sir." "Yes." "I-It's all a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?" "Her being here at the precise moment her ex-boyfriend is killed... wouldn't you say?" "OK, sir, this is an e-mail from the Metropolitan Police." "Yes." "They have released Laura's dad's file, and it says here he was convicted of fraud 15 years ago." "Was he?" "He was declared bankrupt and went to prison." "So Laura's father is a criminal?" "Who was once very rich." "Laura would have lost everything when her dad went to prison." "Yes, but with her husband dead, she's now very rich again." "This is where Dan worked and kept all his research papers." "Thank you." "What's going on?" "The police wanted to see Dan's study..." "IF that's OK with YOU?" "Of course." "So, er, Dwayne?" "Uh-huh?" "Is it really bad I can't swim?" "OK, I'm going to tell you something you won't believe." "When I started out as a young copper, I was a bit slack." "Unreliable, even." "I know!" "But I remember my chief pulling me over to one side and saying," ""Dwayne, a policeman can't have any weaknesses." ""He needs to be the complete package."" "Yes, but, you know, on the subject of swimming..." "And that means we need to be able to give chase at a moment's notice, which is why I keep myself in a state of peak physical fitness." "We need to be able to swim, JP." "The full package." "You only have to look at me to see that." "No weaknesses." "I understand your father was convicted of fraud." "I'm sorry?" "Your father went to prison." "He broke the law, yes." "That must have been tough." "It was." "I went off the rails, if I'm honest." "Dropped out of school... left home as soon as I could." "You ran away?" "I moved in with a friend from London." "She was a flight attendant." "That's how I became one." "How did you meet Mr Hagen?" "It was on a flight from here to Heathrow." "I was working the first class cabin." "Dan was reading an article in the New York Times on coral reefs." "That's how we got talking." "I had an interest in ecology from travelling." "And you always got on?" "About the things that mattered." "Then again, it was easy." "We had the same interests, the same sense of humour." "I-I'm really sorry to ask, but do you inherit your husband's fortune?" "We were only married nine months ago." "What are you suggesting?" "!" "He was the most wonderful man I ever met." "Y-Yes." "We understand that Nicky Hoskins was once your husband's girlfriend." "It only just strikes us as odd that she'd be on this trip with you." "'Dan said they always worked together 'and that Nicky was the best research diver he knew.'" "Anyway, I was the one that was married to him." "I didn't have anything to worry about." "And Miss Hoskins said yes to the invitation?" "Apparently, there weren't many research jobs around." "And she stayed in the house with you all... your husband's ex-girlfriend and..." "and you?" "Dan said we worked long hours and that we all needed to stay together." "But you're right." "It wasn't easy." "Nicky didn't have a problem with Dan." "She'd got over him." "It was me she had a problem with." "I'm sorry." "There really wasn't any tension between Miss Hoskins and your husband?" "Really?" "There wasn't!" "But if you're asking if anyone argued with him before... ..there was somebody, but it wasn't Nicky." "It was yesterday." "We'd been collecting samples all day and I was passing by Dan's study when I heard him arguing with Sam." "Do you know what it was about?" "It was something to do with the data that they'd been collecting." "It was all in one folder and Sam didn't want it to be published." "And would you, by any chance, know where this folder of data might be?" "DWAYNE:" "Mm-hm." "OK." "So, that was Frankie from the Saint Marie Dive School." "He said he's had everyone searching the seabed where Dan was shot, but no sign of a wallet, a gold watch or a gun." "There wasn't?" "Well, it's a big sea out there, Chief." "And you should know, sir, in saltwater, fingerprints start dissolving fast, so it's possible the evidence wouldn't tell us anything anyway." "Yes, yes, well, thank you for trying." "Er, how about you, Florence?" "How're you getting on with the folder that Dr Blake and Mr Hagen were arguing over?" "It's a lot of data, sir." "It's hard to know what it means." "Yes, well, maybe there's an independent expert you can rustle up to help you go through it?" "I'll see if I can find one." "OK." "JP, how about you?" "Well, sir, I'm going through Mr Hagen's laptop and it's pretty clear he loved his wife." "There are a lot of e-mails to her of a personal nature, if you see what I mean." "But no leads yet." "OK, keep digging." "But in the morning, though." "Let's finish up for now." "But I want everyone to keep thinking, one of those four people is our killer." "So how come everyone said they were down here collecting samples the whole time, when, in reality, one of them was up here committing murder?" "How does our little metal friend fit into all of this?" "Ahoy!" "Now this is what I call sailing... a boat tied to the jetty that has its own bar at the other end." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "What is that in your hand?" "There's just so much to do to get the boat shipshape, Dwayne." "So, how about we sand the combing first, you and me, then we can have a drink?" "I'll tell you what." "Why don't you do 10-15 minutes of sanding while I sit here and have a quick drink... and then we'll swap." "What do you think?" "Well... seems fair enough." "All right." "Your time starts... now!" "Jolly good, right, here we go." "Better than sanding." "Better than sanding." "And who knew the sun was going to go down before you even got a chance to give it a go?" "Who knew, eh?" "Yes." "She's going to be absolutely amazing when she's ready." "There's so much that Nancy and I are going to do together." "Nancy?" "Yes, apparently the boat's called Nancy." "And the funny thing is, when I was growing up," "I used to live next door to a girl called Nancy." "She'd babysit for us." "That's why you bought a boat called Nancy?" "No, no, no - of course not." "It's just a complete coincidence that I bought a boat called... er..." "Nancy." "Why you looking at me like that?" "Like what?" "Like you're deciding whether to say something or not." "I wasn't doing that." "You weren't?" "No way." "So, how's the love life?" "Oh, oh, that went down the wrong hole." "HE CLEARS HIS THROAT" "Right, erm, er, fine, thanks, Dwayne." "Why do you want to know?" "No reason." "I was just shooting the breeze." "Yeah." "♪ Ooh, it's another scorcher... ♪" "Right, come on, Harry, what is that?" "Right, right, over left, or... or left over right, is it?" "PHONE RINGS" "Ah..." "Oh!" "Agh, not again!" "MACHINE: 'Please leave a message after the beep.'" "MACHINE BEEPS Hold on!" "FLORENCE: 'Sir, if you're there, pick up." "'This is important, I've found something.'" "Ah, get that for me, Harry, I'm a bit tied up at the moment." "'Sir, are you there?" "'" "No?" "Don't be like that." "'OK, well, I'll meet you at the station.'" "MACHINE CLICKS" "Ah, good morning, Florence!" "Erm, where are, er, Dwayne and JP?" "Following up a lead." "We found a receipt for a lock-up in Dan Hagen's name, so they've gone to check it out." "Ah, jolly good." "Er, so what did you want to tell me?" "Well, sir, you were right to make me get hold of an expert, because when I talked through the data with a professor from the oceanography department in Marseilles University, he was able to spot it at once." "Spot..." "Spot what?" "Well, sir, last time, Mr Hagen and Dr Blake were getting readings from the reef - of temperature, salinity, carbon dioxide and so on - they were off the scale." "Whereas this time...?" "All of the readings are back to normal." "As my expert put it, either the data they used for their famous paper was contaminated... or, much worse, it was faked." "I think it's time we spoke to Dr Sam Blake, don't you?" "What's up?" "You ever get a sixth sense someone's watching you?" "Come on, open it up." "Let's see what Mr Hagen keeps in here." "I understand you and Mr Hagen published a paper on the coral reefs of Saint Marie last year." "Well, that's very gratifying." "Did you read about it at the time in the national press?" "No." "But it has come up as part of our enquiries." "In the paper, you proved that, in elevated sea temperatures, high levels of dissolved CO2 resulted in increased bleaching, where the zooxanthellae in the polyps died." "You have done your research." "Yes, I've no idea what she's talking about!" "Most people can't even pronounce zooxanthellae, let alone know what it means." "But on this trip, you're not getting the same data from the reef, are you?" "Well, it's early days." "There's still time." "Please, don't lie to us." "I'm sorry?" "And before you try and deny it, Mrs Hagen overheard the argument you had with her husband in his lab the night before he was killed... when you tried to get him to suppress your new findings." "Look, y-you don't understand." "This has been my life's work... and when we were here the last time, we got amazing readings." "It was our breakthrough, a chance to publish and to really make our names." "But this time, it was obvious that our previous data had been contaminated." "And we soon worked it out - the dissolved CO2 reader had been calibrated incorrectly - but the point was, our famous paper was based on false readings." "What did Nicky say about this?" "We haven't told her about it." "Isn't she supposed to be a core member of your team?" "OK." "So, it was just you and Mr Hagen in on this, which brings us back to the evening before he was killed and your argument with him in his lab." "Dan wanted to retract the paper at once." "But this was my triumph, too, and I begged him to wait until we collected more data, but he wouldn't listen to me." "Then again, why would he?" "He was a multi-millionaire." "He doesn't care what people think about him." "It's not the same for me." "It's taken me a long time to get here." "If I lose my reputation..." "You'd lose your new job in the United States." "So you killed Dan Hagen to keep your reputation... your job." "What?" "No, no." "No, you don't understand." "I'm trying to explain why Dan and I argued the night before he died... ..why it was important to me." "But with Dan alive, he'd have discredited you." "And with him dead, your reputation and job are once again safe, aren't they?" "It's just science stuff in here, isn't it?" "What?" "You still think we're being watched?" "Eh?" "No way." "Because if there was someone out there, I would know." "Remember, JP - the complete package." "Don't worry yourself, man!" "You'll be just fine." "DOOR SLAMS SHUT AND LOCKS" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Let us out!" "We're the police!" "Let us out!" "Man!" "HE GASPS" "Dwayne?" "You OK?" "Of course I'm OK." "You don't look OK." "Look, I'm OK!" "It's just..." "You know I said policeman can't have any weaknesses?" "Yes, the complete package." "Mm-hm." "Well, I don't... of course not." "It's just..." "OK..." "I used to be scared of the dark." "You're scared of the dark?" "The dark and enclosed spaces." "But I'm cured now, you know?" "I'm 100% cured." "HE WHIMPERS" "OK..." "Oh..." "I'm going to ring the Inspector." "Let me see if I can get a signal." "He'll be able to get us out of here." "Mm-hm." "Now that is very interesting." "What is, Sir?" "Er, no, no, you go first." "What have you been able to dig up and then I shall tell you my breakthrough." "Well, sir, I've been doing financial checks and the student, Jonathan Taylor, is the only witness with money problems." "He's over his limit on two credit cards, and he's got significant student loans." "Although he doesn't benefit financially from Dan's death in any way, does he?" "No, sir." "As for Laura Hagen, you know how she said she dropped out of school at 17?" "Turns out she didn't have much choice." "She was expelled for having an affair with a teacher." "Gosh!" "So she wasn't wrong when she said she went off the rails!" "And Nicky Hoskins' boss at the university has been in touch but there's still nothing that helps us." "She shares a flat with someone from the English faculty, and her boss says Nicky's basically well-liked and well-respected." "Good!" "So that's me, sir." "What have you got?" "Well, it is, like I said, a bit of a breakthrough." "Because our soldier turns out to be a model of a Duke of Wellington infantryman from the 1815 Napoleonic Wars." "Made by Hemsworth and Platt, a company based in Harrogate." "Sir..." "Yes, look, I know, I know, I know." "But... come on!" "Why did we find a toy soldier with no fingerprints on a science boat?" "I-I mean it's odd, don't you think?" "PHONE RINGS" "It's odd!" "Hello." "Ah, yes, JP." "How are you getting on down at the lock-up?" "I'm sorry?" "What?" "You OK, Dwayne?" "We've been locked in here for a reason," "I'm just trying to find out why." "You know..." "It happened when I was three." "Eh?" "My brother, he pushed me into a swimming pool." "I've been scared of water ever since." "I was five." "My sister locked me inside an old trunk and wouldn't let me out." "For three hours, you know?" "You have a sister?" "So it's lucky we don't have any weaknesses, eh, JP?" "No weaknesses." "Good!" "Are you OK?" "Yeah, don't worry we're just fine." "Aren't we, Dwayne?" "Glad to hear it." "Dwayne?" "Don't worry, sir." "Dwayne is in no way scared or worried." "He's a complete package." "Mmm..." "And speaking of complete packages..." "HE SNIFFS" "What is it?" "Cocaine." "Blimey!" "Crikey!" "I reckon about half a kilo, Chief." "So, what's a millionaire marine biologist doing with half a kilo of cocaine in his lock-up." "Hmm?" "You see, all along we've been presuming this was about money rather than someone protecting their reputation, or a jilted girlfriend getting revenge but what if it's got nothing to do with any of that?" "What if Dan was a drug smuggler?" "Exactly!" "Chief?" "Yes." "We've got another fingerprint." "Was this Dan Hagen's as well?" "No, sir." "It's the first fingerprints on the drugs that doesn't belong to Dan Hagen." "Jonathan Taylor, the student." "We should go and interview him." "Wait!" "JP, ring the witnesses' villa." "Let's see if anyone's seen Jonathan this afternoon." "Yes, Chief!" "What are you thinking?" "That if Jonathan is the guy that locked Dwayne and JP in, he must've known they'd get out at some point." "That they'd find the cocaine at some point with his fingerprints on, so what's he been up to in the meantime?" "He can't get off the island." "We've got his passport." "There's more than one way off Saint Marie, Florence." "Sir!" "Yes." "I'm speaking to Laura." "She says Jonathan just cleared out his room, packed and left." "She doesn't know where he's gone to." "You know what?" "Bet I do." "Come on let's go!" "SIREN WAILS" "Hey!" "Stop!" "Police!" "Florence!" "Now that's what I call no weaknesses, Dwayne." "Gosh, you can say that again." "It's not what you think." "It doesn't matter what we think, it's what a jury thinks when they discover your fingerprints all over half a kilo of cocaine." "And that you locked up two serving police officers in a dark garage." "And that as well." "And then tried to escape." "Oh, yes, and that as well." "It's been my dream, this job." "Working out here with Dan in the Caribbean, it's all I've ever wanted to do." "Tell us about the cocaine." "There was this guy that I met at the student union." "We got chatting." "He knew all about my job - he said all I had to do was collect a package while I was out here and take it back to him in the UK and that he would... he would pay me £5,000 to do it." "You're a drugs mule." "Mr Hagen found out, didn't he?" "Yeah, he caught me red-handed." "Dan said he had to report me to the police, and I..." "I begged him to wait, cos I'd be finished if he did." "And he said he'd think about it." "Please, I've got to know." "And I've told you, I haven't made up my mind, OK?" "When I saw Dan had been killed," "I knew I had to find the stuff before you did." "So, eventually I realised maybe they were in Dan's lock-up and when I got there," "I saw your two police officers." "I knew I was right, that that's where Dan had put the drugs, covered in my prints." "And..." "I-I just panicked..." "OK." "Now, let me put an alternative theory to you." "Dan Hagen decided to tell the police that you were a drugs mule, so you killed him, and you thought you'd got away with it until you saw my two officers about to find the cocaine proving you were a murderer, so you decided to make a run for it." "No, look" " I shouldn't have run, I know that now, but you have to believe me." "I've never done anything like this before." "I'll admit to the drugs, but I-I couldn't kill anyone." "Well, I think we all owe our amazing detective sergeant a drink after all those athletic heroics." "Well done, Sarge." "Thank you, Dwayne." "JP?" "You coming for a celebratory drink or two or three?" "Sure am, Dwayne." "Chief?" "Oh, I'd love to, but I've, erm..." "I've still got my boat." "So I'll be spending the evening sanding..." "I love it." "OK, Chief!" "Officer." "We just came for some food." "No worries, have a good evening." "Would you like a table outside?" "Have you seen who's just arrived?" "Sure have." "Then we'd better stay here." "This is now a very important undercover police operation." "Which means the drinks are on expenses." "Hello, cherie, en arrive!" "HUMPHREY GROANS" "Oh!" "Inspector?" "Is that you?" "Oh, God." "Er, Commissioner!" "I just..." "Oh, oh..." "Can I, er, get you some help?" "Ah, no, no, don't worry, sir." "It's just merely a flesh wound." "And this eye still works." "HE CHUCKLES" "Yes." "So..." "This... is your yacht?" "Yes, sir." "Er, you should know, sir," "Mr Hagen wasn't murdered by criminals." "I think it was one of his team." "We just need to work out the how, and the, er, who, and the, you know, why." "Then I'll be sure to tell the President of the yacht club right now." "Oh, he's not nearby, is he?" "Oh, yes." "I'm having dinner with him... on his boat... just there." "Right." "Have a good evening, Inspector." "Yes." "Er..." "Yes." "ALL:" "Commissioner!" "Ah, Humphrey!" "Ah, good evening Catherine." "What on earth have you done to your leg?" "I..." "Hello, what have we here?" "I'll get the first aid kit." "Thanks!" "We've been keeping them under surveillance, Chief." "Yes, I see." "I was the one that was married!" "Laura!" "Just give her..." "Why do you do it?" "Well... that was interesting." "Yes, it was, wasn't it?" "Oh, good morning, sir." "You're in early." "It's Nicky Hoskins, Florence!" "All along she's been our most obvious suspect." "I mean, what kind of person takes a job with their ex-boyfriend and his new wife?" "Nicky needed the work." "True!" "But I remembered your notes said Nicky had a flatmate, so I got her number and I've just finished talking to her." "You have?" "Yes, and I wrote it all down here." "So, the flatmate said that Nicky "kept herself to herself"." "Quelle surprise, there." "And, "She hasn't had a boyfriend in two years"" "But when I pressed her, I hit gold, Florence, gold because a few months ago, the flatmate got back early from a night out and found Nicky on the phone in the sitting room." "She'd been drinking, she was crying and pleading to be with the person on the other end of the phone." "Only her ex-boyfriend, Dan Hagen." "No way!" "How do you know that?" "Because her flatmate very clearly heard her say," ""I miss you, I want you."" "And "I love you" a number of times." "So Nicky is not over Dan at all!" "No." "I think it's time that Nicky told us the truth." "Don't you?" "Hello." "The others said you were down here." "I-I needed to clear my head." "You see, all along we've been struggling to understand... ..what made you take this job." "Dan asked me to." "But you didn't have to accept." "What is this?" "If you could just answer the question." "We were all on the reef when Dan was shot, why are you treating me like a suspect?" "Well because you..." "You used to go out with him." "Cos we know you're still in love with him." "You rang him a few months ago." "Your flatmate, Louise, overheard the call." "That was, erm, just one moment of madness..." "But that is why you decided to take this job again, right?" "Isn't it?" "Cos you still love him." "So why have you been lying to us?" "The day that Dan told me it was over," "I thought he was going to propose to me." "Imagine how that made me feel." "And when he married the next woman that came along..." "Oh, I tried to get over him," "I tried so hard..." "But you couldn't." "I thought I had." "Until that... one night of weakness." "And a few weeks later, he contacted me and invited me out here." "Which I don't understand." "That's the type of man he was." "I think that he even thought that if I met his wife I would come to like her." "But you didn't?" "Would you?" "So you took this job so you could be in the company of Mr Hagen again." "Isn't that right?" "But it wasn't possible to forgive him, was it?" "Not for what he'd done?" "So he had to die...!" "No!" "No..." "I would gladly kill that bitch." "But I would never harm Dan." "He was my soul mate." "He just didn't know." "So Nicky Hoskins kills Dan Hagen because, if she can't have him, then no-one can have him." "Although killing him is the only way of guaranteeing she'll never see him again." "I know what you mean." "Not that any of that matters, Florence, because... ..Nicky's right." "She's got three witnesses who say she was underwater at a coral reef at the time Dan was killed." "So, how could she, or indeed anyone else, have possibly been in two places at the same time?" "Hold on..." "How did this get there?" "Boats dump their rubbish in the sea." "It then washes up later." "Yes but look at the edges, they're all smooth." "Well, sir, everything gets worn down in the sea." "Yes!" "In saltwater, fingerprints start dissolving fast." "Sir?" "!" "Hold on!" "So you're out on your boat, say, having a great time and you drop a bottle overboard." "You're getting wet, Sir!" "Hold on!" "So, that's that...!" "HE CHUCKLES" "You see, it's all very simple when you look at it properly, Florence" "What does that mean...?" "There are no fingerprints on this toy anywhere." "So, was he shot and then the place was ransacked, or was the place trashed first and then he was killed?" "In the first morning we did a general survey and trash collection on the reef." "But was that before the gun and the wallet and the watch... or was it after?" "And was the boat trashed before, or was it after?" "If you are the killer, sir, you just throw the gun overboard once the victim's dead." "You shoot him..." "No, that's not possible, is it?" "If X then Y, if X then Y..." "I thought he was going to propose to me." "I always thought she was one of those people who wasn't interested in relationships." "That's why you'd say that." "And, finally that's how you get to and from the coral reef." "Of course!" "It's the riddle of the two barbers!" "The what?" "The riddle of the two barbers!" "Understand that, Florence, and you understand who killed Dan Hagen." "You know who killed Dan Hagen?" "Yes, I do." "And how the killer got to and from the reef without anyone noticing?" "!" "That as well." "Although to prove it, I'm going to need some flight details." "You are?" "I think there's a phone call we may need to make." "Who to?" "An academic institution, Florence!" "But you knew that, didn't you?" "!" "Thank you all for joining us." "What's going on here?" "There's a small town... and in that town there are only two barbers." "Now, one of them is great at cutting hair, has a spotless salon and charges reasonable prices." "The other barber, is terrible at his job and charges exorbitantly for his services." "What is this?" "Now, there is a man in this town who needs a haircut..." "Huh... and even though he knows the reputation of the two barbers, he chooses to get his hair cut by the bad barber." "Why?" "What's this got to do with anything?" "Don't worry." "We don't know, either." "Is that what you brought us together for?" "To ask us riddles?" "No, I brought you here to reveal who killed Dan Hagen." "So, was it you, Laura?" "No!" "We'd only just got married." "That's right." "It doesn't make sense that you'd kill the love of your life so soon after marrying him." "Ahem..." "So, maybe it was Dr Sam Blake, here?" "After all, how would his university react once they found out that the famous paper he and Dan published was based on fraudulent data?" "What?" "!" "A bit like that, I suppose." "Which brings us to you, Jonathan." "Because we can well imagine why you needed Dan dead as soon as possible." "I didn't kill him!" "I know." "Because it wouldn't make sense to kill Dan before you'd found the cocaine that incriminated you." "So, that leaves only you, Nicky." "And, I have to say that all along you've felt like our most likely killer." "The jilted lover... who still carried a flame." "And yet I now know... you didn't shoot Dan dead, either." "But if she didn't kill him, then who did?" "Well, to understand the who, we first need to understand just how Dan Hagen was killed." "Now, you were all in each others' sight the whole time you were underwater." "Yet one of you managed to swim back to the boat, commit murder, trash the boat and get back to the reef, and all without anyone noticing you'd left the reef." "That's intriguing, isn't it?" "Impossible, even." "Wouldn't you say so... ..Laura?" "I'm sorry?" "It was you who shot your husband dead." "But that's not possible." "If she'd tried to swim back to the boat, then we'd have seen." "I know." "But that's not when Dan Hagen was killed." "Because this is when I finally realised, no-one left the reef." "Dan Hagen was dead before you all went diving." "He wasn't." "He was still alive." "In the cabin, where I left him." "That's true." "And Laura was only in there for a few seconds." "Sam's right." "God knows, I don't like the woman, but I can't lie." "Dan was still alive when Laura left the cabin." "I saw both of them with my own eyes." "And this is where the two barbers come in!" "Who in that town would get their hair cut by the bad barber?" "The answer is, of course, the good barber!" "Cos he can't cut his own hair, can he?" "Just as Laura couldn't commit murder on her own, she needed to have help from a second party, a second barber." "That was you, Nicky." "That's right." "Laura and Nicky have been working together from the start." "As this little toy soldier proves." "A toy soldier we found near the body and yet didn't have any fingerprints on it." "So how did it get on the boat?" "The reef wasn't clean when you first went there." "On day one you did a trash collection." "Removing old bottles and other litter." "Like a toy soldier that a kid might have dropped overboard from their boat." "Which didn't have any fingerprints on it - but then, after long enough in the sea, fingerprints get eroded." "So this is my question to you, Jonathan." "After you cleared the reef, how do you get the litter back to the boat?" "In sample bags." "And why did Laura go into the cabin the very last time she saw Dan?" "To get her sample bag...!" "A sample bag she'd placed there earlier... which contained a silenced pistol." "She then hid Dan's wallet and watch." "That way, she could dispose of them later to make it look like a robbery gone wrong." "Laura and Nicky then contrived to make an excuse for Laura to go into the cabin just before the dive." "I think you left it in the cabin." "Which is when Laura retrieved her sample bag." "Found it!" "Not realising there was a piece of litter still in it, a toy soldier from the tidy up the day before." "With Nicky watching from outside without saying a word." "Come on, Laura." "Let's go diving!" "No, I don't understand." "Even if what you're saying is true," "Laura may have had time to kill Dan, but there's no way she could also have trashed the cabin." "Ah, yes." "But just as Dan Hagen was killed before we thought possible, the cabin was smashed up after we thought possible." "After your dive, in fact." "When Nicky made sure it was her who discovered the body while the rest of you were still getting out of your dive kit." "I'll get him." "SHE SCREAMS" "But why would Nicky help Laura?" "They hate each other!" "Laura told us she was working as a flight attendant on the Saint Marie to Heathrow route when she met Dan." "But if that was the case, we should've realised... ..she could also have been on the same route a few weeks earlier when Nicky returned to the UK having just been dumped by Dan Hagen." "When you saw a woman." "Hm?" "Travelling alone in first class, upset, perhaps... vulnerable, for definite - and you got talking." "Because you're not the sweet innocent you pretend to be." "You are a cold-hearted manipulator." "Someone who preys on the weak." "While we found out that you were kicked out of school for having an affair with a teacher, it took a phone call to your old school to ask the one question that mattered." "The teacher you had an affair with... was a woman." "You and Laura became lovers." "Laura very much in charge." "I'm guessing it was her that got you to agree to her plan, that you'd give her all the inside information on Dan so she could seduce him." "What he liked, disliked, what he found funny." "We had the same sense of humour, the same interests." "And you made sure you were working on Dan's flight when you flew back to the UK." "And, primed with Nicky's insider knowledge, you were able to dazzle and trap him." "And, then, all Nicky had to do was make sure she got back her old job on the next research mission to Saint Marie." "Because I mean, if you're looking for two people who would never be accomplices, well, then you'd be hard pressed to find anyone more unlikely than the left-on-the-shelf ex-girlfriend and the young beauty who replaced her..." "But why?" "Why would they do this?" "Why would anyone want to kill a multi-millionaire?" "As for proof?" "We've spoken to your flatmate who overheard a phone call you made where you were upset, only she, and we, presumed that this call was to your ex, Dan Hagen..." "..but as a copy of your house's phone bill proves, the number you dialled that night wasn't Dan's, it was Laura's." "In a phone call that lasted 47 minutes, you were overheard professing your undying love to her, over and over..." "I'm so sorry...!" "Don't say a word!" "JP, Dwayne?" "Take 'em away." "OK, so breast stroke is easier." "It's quite rough, isn't it?" "Do you think we'll be OK?" "He grew up on an island, how on earth did he never learn to swim?" "I've got no idea." "Hold on... more water, Chief." "Yes." "Quick water, water!" "Yes, Dwayne, yes, yes coming!" "What the..." "Oh!" "Er, sorry," "Water." "Paraffin." "Don't worry, I've got it now." "Grab the bowl, man!" "Yes, yes." "Sorry." "So, Chief?" "Yes." "Tell me something." "What exactly did the name Nancy remind you of?" "How do you mean?" "Well, it's just you said you had a neighbour who used to babysit called Nancy." "Yes, but she wouldn't remind me of a boat!" "She was..." "Well, like an angel, really." "Golden hair, legs that used to go on forever..." "Ah." "It's called transference, Chief." "You don't need a boat." "You need a woman." "I do?" "Yes, well, it's a thought, isn't it?" "But how to go about it, Dwayne?" "I-I mean... attracting women isn't really in my skill set." "What are you talking about?" "You could have any woman on the island." "You're a catch." "You're a big fish!" "I am?" "Of course you are." "Sheesh!" "Ah, Johnny Weissmuller!" "How did it go, then?" "Pretty good..." "I hope..." "It's a start anyway, you know?" "You did great..." "What... what's that smell?" "Er, paraffin, Florence." "Paraffin prawns." "It's a specialite de region." "A toast, then." "To conquering your fears." "Conquering your fears." "Conquering your fears." "Dwayne!" "Come on, then, these prawns aren't going to eat themselves, you know." "Let's eat!" "So JP, doggy paddle or back stroke?" "Er, freestyle." "Freestyle!" "God I need this." "Oh!" "Can someone get a doctor!" "Now!" "Why would Spinner's Rock be a reason to kill Governor Bamber?" "Dwayne, JP..." "I want you to visit this Spinner's Rock." "I reckon we'll find out exactly what it is from up there." "JP, man!" "THEY MOUTH"