"(dramatic violin and piano duet playing)" "(playing final notes)" "(applause)" "WOMAN IN AUDIENCE:" "Bravo!" "MAN IN AUDIENCE:" "Bravo!" "(thunder rolling)" "(piano plays introduction to Dvorak's "Songs My Mother Taught Me")" "(piano stops; silence)" "(someone coughs)" "(silence continues)" "(pianist resumes piece)" "(piano music continues)" "(audience murmurs quietly)" "Excuse me." "(thump)" "(head thuds)" "(commotion, police radio communications)" "OFFICER:" "Evening, sir." "Right, let's hear it." "Female, Sarge-- 40 to 60." "Fatal... obviously." "Uh, very extensive injuries." "Dr. Shaw thinks she's been driven over more than once." "Rules out an accident, then." "Just a bit." "We've just found what we think is her bag... under here." "Got any gloves?" "OFFICER:" "Sir." "(car door closes, engine starts)" "(officers speaking in background)" "(siren wailing in background, dog barking)" "More light, please." "Mrs. Eugenie Martin, 47 Saltash Green Road, London..." "West 4." "Right." "(sighs):" "I'll come back when the S.I.O. gets here." "(rings doorbell)" "Evening, sir." "Barbara!" "Glad you could join us." "Come in." "HOST:" "Darling, you remember-- Barbara Havers." "Of course-- nice to see you." "Happy anniversary." "Oh, um... for you." "How thoughtful." "And this is for you, sir, but it's official, so..." "So it'll go away until tomorrow." "Now, help yourself to a drink, Barbara." "We'll see you later." "Thank you, ma'am." ""Thank you, ma'am."" "What am I supposed to call Sir's wife?" "Where's Helen?" "Uh, she's working all hours this week." "What's in the letter?" "My resignation." "Have you gone completely and utterly mad?" "Why?" "This is ridiculous." "You're behaving like a spoilt teenager." "Another mistake then, sir-- more evidence of my unsuitability." "No one says you're unsuitable." "They've said the next best thing." "I've lost my rank, I'm on a warning." "I would rather have been sacked than demoted." "This is madness-- you can't resign." "That is the one thing that nobody can actually order me to do: stay in the police." "You know the old Met saying, sir:" ""You're only 28 days from the out."" "Of course I can't order you to stay." "(piano playing, guests' conversations in background)" "Do you know him?" "Yeah, that's D.S. Brian Leach, my old crime squad sergeant from when I was just out of uniform." "A good policeman, but not one you'd want to be arrested by." "HAVERS:" "He doesn't seem very pleased to see you." "Well, he never was." "I don't suppose he's thrilled you've overtaken his rank." "LYNLEY:" "As far as he was concerned, I always had." "Where is he now?" "Hampstead." "He's a long way from home." "That's just what I was thinking." "Well, I'll see you later." "(piano playing, guests' conversations in background)" "(guests singing along to tune)" "Driven over more than once." "Impact at speed, then probably they reversed over her and then forwards again." "They wanted to make sure of the job." "Uh, Eugenie...?" "Martin." "Of Strand on the Green." "Divorced." "Anything known, sir?" "(inhales deeply)" "No form." "Oh, and, uh, Tommy... take Havers." "Thank you, sir." "It's been a rough ride for her." "Yes, I know." "In fact... that envelope she gave you... she asked if she could have it back." "Oh... did she?" "Well, you better see you get a result, then." "Thank you, sir." "I thought I was just going to a party." "I thought you went there to resign." "Yeah, I did." "Can't think why Sir put me on this with you." "Maybe because he thinks you're better than you do." "Anyway, you can't resign from the police force." "Where else can you spend all night long standiain while the people you're protecting insult you?" "Oh, have it your own way, Havers." "You're still a police officer for the next 28 days, all right?" "So if ibly remove your head from your own rear end, the question you might ask..." "Is why did D.S. Leach drive across London in the middle of the night to tell Webberley about this murder?" "If you don't open this door," "I'll get somebody to break it down!" "Richard, we do have the trustees to answer to." "Damn the trustees!" "MAN:" "Excuse me..." "My son's in there." "He could have done something to himself." "MAN:" "Excuse me, Richard." "RICHARD:" "Yes, Raphael, you try." "Gideon?" "Gideon, it's me." "I've bought you a brandy." "RICHARD:" "What's he doing in there?" "Gids..." "Come on." "You can't stay in there all night." "(lock unlatches)" "RICHARD:" "Oh, thank God." "Don't just stand there." "And get these people out of here." "Yes, of course." "Can we clear the corridor, please?" "What the hell" "OFFICER:" "Evening, sir." "LYNLEY:" "Oh, nasty." "Dr. Shaw had to check for the gender." "I'm not surprised." "(gagging):" "Excuse me." "We think this is her handbag." "It was under a car, presumably thrown by the impact." "u." "It was under a car, presumably thrown by the impact.ank yo" "What have we got?" "Purse, mobile phone, car keys." "This is, uh...?" "A rosary-- Catholic." "D.S. Brian Leach, D.S. Barbara Havers." "D.C. Havers." "Sorry." "Looking for a Rover." "She'd have parked somewhere nearby." " She'd have parked you check the mobile.re" "Let's see who she was in touch with." "So, what would you like me to do, sir?" "You can see to the removal of the body." "I'm a detective sergeant, she's a detective constable;" "I get to watch the ambulance crew while she chases up the phones and the cars?" "You got a problem with that?" "Not at all, sir." "After all, you are the senior officer." "That's right, I am." "So get on with it-- both of you." "(coughing)" "You all right?" "Yes." "Sorry, sir, I..." "It's all right-- it happens to all of us." "Do you know who reported the body?" "The owner of that house there called us at 9:47 to say he found it when he arrived home." "That's him watching through the window now." "James Pitchley." "Got very anti when he couldn't get into his house." "Why couldn't he?" "He didn't have any I.D., sir." "He had to wait till someone was free to escort him in and check who he was." "LYNLEY:" "No wallet?" "No, sir." "He was very cagey about where he'd been, sir." "Was he indeed?" "All right, well, you get on to the General Registry to see if there are any files on Eugenie Martin." "Any witnesses?" "Mr. and Mrs. MacLean next door heard a loud bang just after 9:30, but they didn't look out as they were watching telly." "Naturally." "(car alarm beeps)" "Sir!" "Wellr this road." ""James Pitchley, 2 Bishop Gardens, 9:30."" "Pitchley?" "What, you know him?" "No, Mason just said he was the one who reported finding the body." "She didn't say that he knew who it was." "Well, maybe he didn't recognize her." "So, she had a meeting with him, which presumably she didn't keep," "17 minutes before he reported finding the body." "As you would say, sir, he might have noticed a slight coincidence." "I might indeed, Havers." "Let's go and look at Pitchley's car, shall we?" "Not a scratch." "This wasn't used to kill her." "I suppose it was too much to hope for." "Get it checked anyway." "Well, we know she hasn't been here before because of the map and directions in her car." "LYNLEY:" "But she was visiting by appointment late at night." "On the game?" "It fits." "No, she wasn't carrying any condoms-- not in her bag anyway." "The lights are still on." "Why don't we have a word with our Mr. Pitchley?" "Uh, before we go, sir..." "Well, get on with it, Havers, we haven't got all night." "We said... about rank." "Shouldn't he be going with you?" "As long as I'm in charge of this inquiry," "I decide who does what." "And since this is going to be your last," "I'd better make the most of you, hadn't I?" "Mr. Pitchley?" "Yes." "Look, it is rather late." "I'm D.I. Lynley, this is D.C. Havers." "Mind if we come in?" "It won't take long." "Why not?" "I've got a vrrow, so if it can be brief." "How many cars do you own?" "Only one-- why?" "Does the name Martin mean anything to you?" "The personal trainer at my gym is called Martin." "LYNLEY:" "Mrs. Eugenie Martin." "Eugenie?" "Do you know her?" "No." "Sure?" "It's an unusual name." "Are you sure you don't know her?" "I've told you." "Yes, you have." "So why did she have an appointment with you at 9:30?" "How can you say that?" "She had your address written on a piece of paper on the front seat of her car." "With directions on how to get here." "But... but I've told you that I don't know her." "LYNLEY:" "You called the police at 9:47." "PITCHLEY:" "As soon as I found her." "You knew it was a woman, then?" "I can tell the difference." "HAVERS:" "The body was... was badly damaged." "How did you know it was a woman?" "Are you suggesting that I interfered with the body?" "LYNLEY:" "Where were you tonight?" "Having dinner with a friend." "Who paid?" "What the hell has that got to do with anything?" "All I asked was who paid." "If it's of the slightest relevance, I did." "How?" "Why should you possibly need to know that?" "LYNLEY:" "You can either tell us here or down at the station." "How did you pay the bill?" "Not a credit card?" "I wasn't carrying any credit cards." "This... friend you had the meal with-- name?" "Just a business acquaintance." "I've got it somewhere." "Look, this has been a ghastly experience." "It's completely upset me." "It isn't every evening you find a... something like that outside your front door." "This is a murder inquiry, Mr. Pitchley." "It's your own interest to give us your friend's name." "Look here, through my charity donations" "I happen to know some very senior people in the police..." "So you won't give us the name of who you spent the evening with?" "PITCHLEY:" "I'll tell you the answer..." "Hot Tigress?" "That's private." "Come away from there now." "HAVERS:" "Oh, uh... she, uh..." "I assume it is a she-- she sent you an e-mail titled" ""Thanks for a lovely evening."" "PITCHLEY:" "Right, that's it." "I have nothing more to say to you whatsoever." "Now, I'm going to bed, and you-- you're getting out of here right this minute." "Mr. Pitchley, we are satisfied that your car was not the car used to kill the woman we believe to be Eugenie Martin." "No, of course it wasn't." "LYNLEY:" "But we're not satisfied with everything that you've told us." "So I ask you again:" "Did you know Eugenie Martin?" "No, I didn't know her." "HAVERS:" "But you had an appointment with a woman-- all right, you may not have known her by her real name-- to visit you at 9:30 last night." "No, I did not." "LYNLEY:" "So you have no idea why Eugenie Martin was on her way to visit you when she died." "PITCHLEY:" "She couldn't have been on her way to visit me because I didn't know her." "I found her dead." "That's all." "And I wish to God I'd just gone in and ignored it." "HAVERS:" "Turning to your e-mails..." "What's that got to do with anything?" ""Superstud."" "That's you, is it?" "It depends what you mean." "Are you sometimes known as "Superstud"?" "HAVERS:" "In the Internet chat rooms, not in real lifsly." "Yes, I am." "And in these chat rooms, you meet women... women of a certain age, perhaps." "It's not a crime." "Eugenie Martin's age." "Have you ever met Eugenie Martin there?" "No." "So you cultivate these women on the Net, and then you meet them for real, and then you have dinner with them and take them them to the hotel-- the, um..." "Bentleigh Hotel, Earl's Court." "So what?" "So what about the one you met earlier tonight?" ""Hot Tigress"?" "LYNLEY:" "Was she Eugenie Martin?" "No." "Have you ever been there before with Eugenie Martin?" "How many more times?" "I didn't know her." "What is Hot Tigress's real name?" "I don't know." "You don't know?" "Well, how do you know she wasn't Eugenie Martin?" "Uh..." "LYNLEY:" "Eugenie was one of your cyber conquests." "You met her last night..." "No." "Took her to the usual restaurant and then on to the Bentleigh Hotel..." "It wasn't her." "If you don't know Eugenie Martin, how do you know that Hot Tigress wasn't her?" "Their hair." "PITCHLEY (over intercom):" "The body had blonde hair;" "the one I met was dark." "That's why I don't take my credit cards." "I pay cash for dinner and for the hotel." "I don't know who they are, and I never want them to know who I am." "That's the point." "He's keen." "He certainly is." "That's enough for tonight." "Tomorrow first thing, we check out Pitchley's alibi at the hotel." "I think they will confirm his story." "Yeah, so do I." "If he spent the evening with a woman in the Bentleigh," "I don't think it was Eugenie Martin." "But he's not telling us everything." "I think he does know her." "So let's keep the pressure on him." "Maybe he'll tell us what he's hiding." "One day down, 27 to go." "Yeah, that's right." "Well, good night, sir." "Good night." "Hi." "Hi." "Got caught up working, I'm afraid." "Sorry to be so late." "Yeah." "I wondered where you'd been." "You been working late yourself?" "Yeah... nothing much." "Well, glad to have set your mind at rest." "(kisses)" "What were ... (Helen runs water)" "(Helen runs water)on?" "(buzzes)" "):" "(buYes?" ")over intercom" "Mr. Martin, we're police officers." "RICHARD:" "First floor." "(door buzzes)" "(barking)" "RICHARD:" "Monty!" "Monty, quiet, quiet." "LYNLEY:" "I'm D.I. Lynley." "Yes, yes, please come in." "I have a car coming for me soon, so you'll have to make this quick." "We are investigating your wife's murder." "My ex-wife." "As I explained to them earlier, she and I have been divorced for nearly 20 years." "seen her she and I have been divorced fosince she left,rs.aven't and we didn't expect to do so again." "Well, I do have one or two routine questions," "Mr. Martin, I have to ask..." "Yes, when did I last see her?" "She left the house on July the 11th, 1984." "And you've had no contact since?" "No-- solicitor's letters later that year, divorce formalities, nothing else." "You said "we" haven't seen her." "Yes, your hearing's accurate." "I was referring, of course, to my son." "He hasn't heard from his mother since the day she deserted him either." "And since you're there, would you mind looking out for a taxi trying to pull up?" "One further matter of routine, sir." "Yes, where was I when all this happened?" "Well, I was at the Wigmore Hall, trying to stop my son from destroying his career." "This is him?" "Yes, Gideon Martin." "Yeah, the violinist." "Yes." "Well, I hope I don't have to say "ex-violinist."" "I'm also his business manager." "He was onstage and then couldn't play." "Yes, that's correct." "His career came to a sudden standstill at the end of the piano introduction to Dvorak's "Songs My Mother Taught Me."" "And if that taxi ever arrives," "I'm on my way to continue damage limitation with the press." "What went wrong, sir?" "There's nothing wrong with him." "Except he can't play anymore." "Is it nerves?" "There's nothing wrong with him." "(intercom buzzes)" "And you're less than observant, Constable." "My taxi's already there." "Excuse me." "Oh, you bloody idiot, get back in the car!" "You can't park down there." "Well, I presume that would be all." "Thank you for your help, sir." "We'll keep you posted." "RICHARD:" "Don't bother." "My ex-wife deserted her extraordinary son when he was eight ye not to mention deserting me." "I couldn't care less what happened to her." "I didn't know you liked classical music." "Working-class people can, you know, sir." "That was cheap, Havers." "Yeah, all right." "Actually, I saw it in the paper" "Actually, I saw it in the paperat he bottled." "Which means he was only onstage for half the program on the night that his mother was killed-- the mother who deserted him as a child." "So where was he the rest of the evening?" "Yes?" "We're police officers." "Yes, of course." "Richard called." "I'm Gideon's P.A." "Won't you come in?" "I've made some tea." "RAPHAEL:" "I'm afraid he'll be two more minutes." "He does his yoga exercises until then." "Everything in this house is done in perfect time." "Even his father..." "can't visit until 3:00." "This is lovely." "Thank you." "I make them." "I used to be a violinist myself till I was engaged to teach Gideon." "The first day I heard him," "I knew my career was over." "What, you don't play anymore?" "No." "I accompany Gideon on the piano for his actice, but that's all." "It's a privilege." "I was a good musician;" "Gideon is a great one." "But he suffers for it, of course, as they all do." "HAVERS:" "Yeah, I read about the Wigmore Hall." "Didn't everyone?" "RAPHAEL:" "Ah" " Detective Insp" "Detective Constable Havers." "None of us realized how exhausted he really was." "But it's all back to normal now." "We're off to America next week and then Japan." "Though I always dread Japan-- all that raw fish." "We've spoken to your father." "Sugar?" "GIDEON:" "I take it that means you know I can't play." "But it won't stop my father turning up, trying to force me." "Is that really the subject for a police investigation?" "(angrily):" "That's enough, Raphael." "Raphael is protecting me." "He always does." "Of course." "We're sorry about your mother's death." "Tell me, what happened last night at Wigmore Hall?" "I'd give anything to be able to tell you." "I went on, played several pieces." "Applause." "The introduction was played to Dvorak." "Then... blank." "You left the stage." "That's right." "I ran back to my dressing room and locked myself in." "I was in... sheer panic." "Why?" "I have no idea." "Was it a very difficult piece?" ""Songs My Mother Taught Me"?" "Of course not." "I've played all the showpieces in the repertoire." "They're all technically much more difficult." "So, what happened?" "I don't know." "I was fine until the introduction began." "And then?" "That was when I... smelt it." "What?" "Burning." "I could smell burning, and I had to get away." "Apparently, I was in the dressing room for ages." "I just remember my father outside shouting and shouting." "Eventually, I let them in." "Raphael gave me a brandy." "Then, I suppose, we came home." "RAPHAEL:" "No, we didn't." "We were there longer than the concert would have lasted in the end." "GIDEON:" "And since then, more blank." "As far as the music goes, I..." "I can't play, I just..." "I just can't." "Yes, I'm D.I. Lynley." "Oh, yes, of course." "The dressing room's right this way." "Thank you." "Tell me, did you smell any burning last night at all?" "Burning?" "Certainly not." "Although we are, of course, completely fire-regulated." "Yes." "So, just to be clear," "Gideon left the stage through there and came down these stairs?" "He ran straight past me." "You were here?" "Well, of course I was here." "I'm the manager." "It was a terrible moment." "It was a terrible moment." "of our most popular performers for years." "HAVERS:" "Sir." "Down here." "Thank you." "D.C. Havers." "Sorry, you were saying..." "Yes, he locked himself in." "There was pandemonium" "Richard shouting at him, then the press people got round." "How long was he locked in here for?" "Ooh, over an hour." "Did he talk to anyone through the door?" "Well, he wouldn't, not a word." "We became extremely concerned for his safety." "So he was in here without making a sound for all that time." "That's right." "Could you open the door, please?" "Yes, of course." "Thank you." "(sighs)" "Something's bothering me." "You mean apart from we've just lost our obvious suspect?" "Actually, it's something about Webberley." "When Leach came round and told him" "When Leach came round had just been killed..." "Martin" "I don't know-- something he said." "I can't quite put my finger on it." "(cell phone rings)" "You've gone blank, sir." "Hello." "Chris!" "Okay, the car paint on Eugenie Martin's clothing isn't made anymore." "It's come from a car that's made by Humber in the 1950s." "Yeah." "Thanks, Chris." "Okay, bye." "(phone beeps off)" "Divorced." "What?" "Eugenie Martin." ""Of Strand on the Green." "That's what Webberley said when he briefed me at his home." "But the only identification on the body was her driving license." "Yeah, and a driver's license..." "Does not record your marital status." "So how did Webberley know she was divorced?" "HAVERS:" "So, Eugenie Martin lived here on her own?" "Yeah, in the basement." "She took her religion seriously." "Certainly did." "You know, it's unusual for a devout Catholic of her generation to get divorced." "No computer..." "for talking to Pitchley." "She could have had access somewhere else." "So, she was proud of her famous son." "She never saw him, though." "I mean, it's in Ealing." "It's hardly a million miles away, is it?" "Well, you know families, sir." "Might as well have been." "Sir?" "I've found her diary." "Show me." "She seems to have lived a life of blameless virtue." "God, how awful." "Her only regular appointments-- voluntary cleaning at the church." "What's this?" ""Lunch, Three Bells."" "Well, at least that's not church." "And last month." "And the one before." "And again." "The first Saturday of every month." "Maybe she treated herself." "Maybe she was meeting someone." "It's quite oppressive in here, isn't it?" "Obviously believed in living the life of the spirit, Havers." "Yeah, "May you find peace" it says in one of these books." "Look, Convent of the Blessed Martyrs, 1984." "Who's this?" "Look." "And again." "A daughter?" "No one mentioned one-- not her ex-husband, nor her son." "But obviously important enough to be next to the bed." "You looking for something?" "We're police officers." "You can't be too careful." "Yes..." "I'm Detective Inspector Lynley." "Mm-hmm." "This is D.C. Havers." "Mm-hmm." "Nice garden." "I keep it up for her." "Wiley." "Major Wiley." "I live upstairs." "Has something happened?" "I'm afraid Mrs. Martin was killed last night by a hit-and-run driver." "I..." "I'm very sorry to hear that." "Very." "Where did this happen?" "North London." "Well, what was she doing there?" "Tell me, did her daughter ever come to visit?" "Didn't know she had one." "There was her son, of course, the violinist, but she never mentioned having a daughter." "Do you happen to know who she met for lunch on the first Saturday of every month?" "Not a clue." "Well, maybe... it was her." "LYNLEY:" "Maybe." "What were your whereabouts yesterday evening?" "British Legion." "Every Saturday." "Never miss." "Thank you for telling me about Eugenie." "I..." "I thought something had happened to her, but the other one wouldn't say." "The other one?" "Copper." "Here this morning." "Uniform?" "No, no." "No, one of your lot." "I heard him about and leaving just after six." "Come out and challenged him." "(Wiley chuckling)" "Did you see his I.D., sir?" "I damn well demanded it." "He weren't very keen, but it looked genuine enough." "Well, what would you do, hmm?" "Strange man, coming out of a respectable woman's flat with a package?" "A big pa" "Do you remember his name, sir?" "Certainly." "Name of Leach." "What the hell do you think you're playing at?" "Not with you, sir." "You can say that again." "Well, let me remind you that I am in charge of this inquiry." "Oh, I hadn't forgotten that, sir." "What were you doing at the victim's house?" "Normal procedure following a death." "I think I taught you that myself." "You'll have logged it, then." "No, it was just a routine search." "So you'll have logged the package, then." "What package?" "Listen, you don't need me to remind you... (drawer slams shut)" "I don't need you to tell me anything!" "Suppressing evidence isn't juary, Brian, it's criminal." "Now, what is it and where is it?" "There's no package." "All right, it's out of my hands." "What's the one thing any police officer can expect from the rest of his colleagues, come what may?" "Loyalty-- something else I tried to teach you, but something you could never learn." "You're obstructing a murder inquiry." "The package, or I go to Webberley." "Oh, I wouldn't do that." "Not unless you want to be joining her on the way out." "Now, listen:" "on the way out." "I'll do everything I can to help this inquiry." "But anything else-- anything that has no relevance-- you stay right away." "And I think you'll find that doesn't just come from me." "Listen, you..." "Shut up, Havers." "This isn't the end." "Yes, it is." "I can't believe you let him do that." "I'm taking you off this inquiry." "Why?" "You've already resigned." "No." "Sir, I am still in the job." "(whispering harshly):" "Listen to me, Havers." "I don't know what's going on here, but it's not just about a murder." "You are going to need your reference." "That is my problem." "I stay." "If that's all right." "Sir... there seems to be a problem at General Registry." "There are files on Eugenie Martin, but they seem to have got lost." "What do you mean, lost?" "Well, someone seems to have taken them out and not returned them, sir." "They can't find a record of who it was." "Well, well." "o search again." "Well, well." "Yes, sir." "And, sir?" "Um, the victim's mobile phone records will be here tomorrow." "Thank you, Mason." "I stay till this is over, yeah?" "All right." "Let's go and find that daughter." "Is this meant to be some kind of joke?" "We only want to talk to her, sir." "Why should that be a joke?" "You mean you..." "My daughter Sophie died when she was three." "(voice cracking):" "She was murdered." "I'm terribly sorry, sir." "So you should be." "You most certainly should be." "I'm sorry, sir, we should have known that." "It doesn't help, does it?" "They must have split up not long after the daughter died." "You find the files on Sophie Martin's murder." "I'm going to follow your lead and go to the Convent of the Blessed Martyrs." "Yes, sir... oh, and there's still the question of who it was Eugenie met every month." "I know that, Sergeant!" "Constable, sir." "NUN:" "Poor Eugenie." "God chose to try her very hard." "When was the last time you saw her?" "Oh, not for many years." "Oh, she came here a lot after the murder, and even after she left the area, for a while." "We're trying to trace someone who she seems to have had lunch with her at the beginning of each month." "Have you have any idea who that might be?" "her friends." "Have you have any idea who that might be?" "any of" "I remember little Sophie." "She was blessed here." "Oh, the poor little thing had Down syndrome." "Which makes it even more terrible," "Which makes it even more terrible,re possible." "It was the au pair who killed her-- a German girl." "She drowned her in the bath." "(speaking quietly)" "Thank you." "Yeah, bye." "Okay, the Three Bells doesn't take bookings, so they've no record of Eugenie or who she had lunch with." "And Saturdays is always very crowded." "Oh, and Major Wiley is at the Chiswick British Legion every Saturday night without fail." "So, the Martin files turned up, I see." "Yeah, I've just been going through them, and Sophie had..." "Down syndrome, yes." "I was told." "Drowned by the au pair." "Yeah, Katja Wolff, who was released three weeks ago." "Well, that's something I didn't know." "So, Katja Wolff is released..." "and the child's mother gets murdered three weeks later." "Good work, Havers." "Uh, thank you, sir." "Um... there's something else we didn't know." "A cup of tea, Havers?" "Yes, sir." "MAN:" "Right, there you go." "Thanks, mate." "LYNLEY:" "So, the inquiry into little Sophie Martin's murder was led by Webberley, then a D.C.I., and Leach, then as now a sergeant." "Yeah, which neither of them thought to mention." "Webberley must know that Katja Wolff is out." "Yeah, but he never mentioned her either." "Not even when Leach rushed around to tell him about Eugenie Martin's murder." "And then I was put on the case." "Yeah, with me-- which I don't think is an accident." "Meaning?" "Are we off the record here, sir?" "Damn nearly off the force, Havers." "Just say it." "I don't think that Webberley wants us to solve" "Eugenie Martin's murder at all." "I think he wants the "right result."" "(laughs disbelievingly)" "Are you saying..." "Are you saying that we were put on this case because we won't rock the boat if we find out something that Webberley and Leach want covered up?" "Well, why else?" "Well, it's not as if I am policewoman of the year, is it?" "No, we bring in the right result and I get my stripes back." "Well, you know what?" "They can keep the bloody rank." "I don't want it back like that." "What do you think is the "right result"?" "Well, I don't know!" "But Webberley wants a coverup, and he's relying on your loyalty to him to get it." "That's the only bit I think you've got wrong." "I think he's relying on my loyalty to you." "To me?" "Why the hell do you think I've resigned?" "You got me demoted!" "You betrayed me." "Oh, just use your head, Havers!" "No!" "You lost me my rank!" "Shut up and listen!" "You were not meant to know this." "Webberley wanted to have you sacked." "I had to persuade him to let you stay." "Which is why I was not going to let you throw it all away." "(cell phone rings)" "Lynley." "Right away, sir." "WE Tommy..." "Havers." "Come in, sit down." "(Webberley sighs contentedly)" "Progress so far?" "We were on our way to visit Katja Wolff, sir." "Were you?" "Were you indeed?" "I didn't realize that you and Brian were on the inquiry into the Sophie Martin murder." "Well..." "LYNLEY:" "Yes." "Now we do." "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to prejudice your own inquiry... but now you do know," "Katja Wolff, in my book, is number one in the frame." "LEACH:" "She should never have been released." "If you can murder a handicapped child, what can't you do?" "That bitch was evil through and through." "Sir, can I talk to you alone, please?" "All right." "(door closes)" "Sergeant Leach removed..." "Brian Leach is one of the finest detectives I have ever served with." "He removed evidence from the victim's home, sir." "He denies that." "Yes, sir." "He does." "Brian was the first officer on the scene that night." "He found the kid's body." "That inquiry changed all of us forever." "If we hadn't put that woman away, she'd have been another Hindley-- we all knew that." "It was Eugenie's testimony as the mother that really swung the jury." "Wolff has done 20 years inside." "Don't tell me she hasn't spent all of that time planning to pay back the woman who put her there." "You go and get her for me, Tommy." "Would that be the "right result," sir?" "Just get her." "(door closes)" "Well?" "Did he tell you what was in the package?" "What package?" "Leach was the first officer on the scene the night that Sophie Martin was murdered, right?" "Who else was in the house that night?" "Um..." "Uh, Richard and Eugenie, Gideon's parents," "Gideon and Raphael, and a lodger called Jimmy Pike." "Find out where he is now." "What about the Pitchley alibi?" "It checks out, but he left the Bentleigh Hotel at 8:30 p.m." "Now, there was an accident on Marylebone Road which delayed northbound traffic that night." "That... that makes an hour's journey at least." "He still could have killed her when he got back." "It's possible." "MASON:" "Sir." "Yes, Mason." "I got them, sir." "Eugenie Martin's mobile phone records." "I've crossreferenced them for you, sir." "She made nine calls in the last month, all very short, to Gideon Martin." "Did she really?" "Mason, you will go far." "Thank you, sir." "Well..." "They were in touch." "I wonder what she wanted." "I haven't seen my mother since I was eight." "LYNLEY:" "What about her phone calls?" "Your mother made a number of calls, very short ones, to you in the last few weeks of her life." "Did you tell your father?" "No." "Why not?" "Because we don't talk about her." "I don't know how she got my number." "The press maybe." "I couldn't speak to her." "I didn't want to speak to her." "What did she want?" "To see me." "After all these years, my mother wanted to see me." "She said that?" "She said, "There must be forgiveness,"" "each time she called." ""There must be forgiveness."" "Well, I don't forgive her." "She left us." "My father and Raphael brought me up." "I didn't want to speak to her." "And do you regret that?" "Now that it's too late?" "Do you know, I don't believe I do." "I realized when I was much older that my parents' marriage couldn't cope with the death of my little sister, but that doesn't excuse her deserting me." "Forgiveness?" "Why should there be forgiveness?" "Do you know any of your mother's friends?" "I don't know where she lived, what she did-- nothing." "Have you had contact from Katja Wolff?" "RAPHAEL:" "We had a letter." "GIDEON:" "He means the standard one from the Home Office." "They send it out to victim's families, to say she was being released." "I don't suppose I'd even recognize her now." "And what about Jimmy Pike?" "There's a name from the past." "What happened to him?" "Scouse Jimmy." "HAVERS:" "Scouse?" "And then some." "When he first moved in, we virtually needed an interpreter." "I think I improved him." "Really?" "In what way?" "Well, Jimmy was ambitious." "I taught him how to hold a knife and fork and say "lavatory" rather than "toilet."" "That sort of thing." "I think he emigrated." "I can't remember anything about that night." "I can't remember my mother or my sister." "The strange thing is, I can only remember Katja being nice." "Katja Wolff?" "Cops." "I'm D.I. Lynley, this is D.C. Havers." "I'm under license from a life sentence." "I'm going to run away, aren't I?" "It's closing time." "(turns lock)" "LYNLEY:" "Just a routine check, Katja." "Yeah, sure." "That's why they sent a detective inspector." "Were you working here on Tuesday?" "Like every day." "We come to this dump at 8:00 and go home at 6:00." "It's what they call freedom." "And the evening?" "At home." "Home is with her." "We did not go out." "How long have you known each other?" "Eight years." "She is the only person I know wh been more destroyed than my own." "But I stopped protesting my innocence a long time ago." "What do you want?" "Katja, how do you get about?" "You know, from home to here, here to home." "I walk." "The air in Peckham like wine." "And does your friend have a car?" "No." "You think" "I've been nicking cars?" "I can't drive." "Sophie's mother, Eugenie Martin, was murdered." "Someone ran her down, backed over her, and then did it again just to make certain." "Marcie." "Tell them where I was on Tuesday night." "Can't you people leave her alone?" "MARCIE:" "She's done her time." "Just tell them." "MARCIE:" "Home." "With me." "Can anyone else confirm that?" "No, of course not." "We're lying." "We did it together." "Did what?" "Tell them who else was at the house." "All night." "Thank you for your trouble." "We won't detain you further." "Well?" "Well, I didn't like her much, but I found her convincing." "Convincing of what, exactly?" "Well, okay, she had motive, she had opportunity, and how do we know she can't drive?" "But... it's only a gut feeling, but I don't think she killed Eugenie." "All right, who else do we have?" "Gideon-- he also has a motive." "Hated his mother." "She'd started to contact him again." "All that carrying on at the Wigmore Hall." "Yeah, if he could've gotten out of the dressing room." "Which he couldn't." "Richard?" "to stop her contacting her son?" "With all due respect to your gut feeling, Havers," "Katja Wolff is the lead suspect." "The only problem is," "I don't believe she did it either." "(cell phone rings)" "Hello?" "Uh" "Give me a chance to get home first." "Yeah, 8:30." "LYNLEY:" "I'll be there, sir." "Oi!" "Oi!" "(violin and piano playing "Songs My Mother Taught Me"; door closes)" "HELEN:" "Hello?" "Oh, hello, darling." "Sorry." "Just the person I want to see." "Oh, that's nice to know." "(kissing)" "Tell me-- why would a professional violinist who's been performing all his life suddenly go blank and run off stage in the middle of a concert?" "I read about that." "Gideon Martin." "Why are you asking?" "He's involved in the case I'm working on." "Well, stage fright can happen after years of experience, but I'd ask what he's running away from." "It sounds like negative association." "Negative association?" "You mean he might not be running away ing You mean he might the piece itself.ayy" "Exactly." "He could be running away from some other experience the concert represents to him." "Like?" "Anything traumatic:" "the place, a color, a sound." "Maybe I'm just overanalyzing." "Maybe he just hadn't practiced enough." "I hardly think that's likely." "I've, um..." "got a bit of news." "Yes?" "I'm pregnant." "My goodness." "(giggles)" "You sure?" "till I was certain." "It's traditional to be pleased." "Well, sorry, it's just a shock." "Of course I'm pleased." "Darling..." "I'm delighted." "Really?" "Of course I am." "Mother will be thrilled." "Well, as it's going to be my last for ages," "I thought we'd have a drink to celebrate." "Good idea..." "I'm sorry, I've got to go out." "Tonight?" "Of all nights?" "You're off duty." "I know." "I absolutely have to." "I'll only be gone a couple of hours, maximum." "We'll have it when I get back." "Why not?" "Okay, I'd better go." "Sooner out, sooner back." "Thank you." "WEBBERLEY:" "Thanks forlng, Tommy." "I assume, uh..." "No one knows I'm here." "Cheers." "Cheers." "How" "Alibied, sir." "All right, only by the woman she lives with, but, uh... she also said she can't drive." "She could've been lying." "She could've learnt in Germany." "I don't think she did it." "Of course she did it!" "Well, maybe." "The only one we haven't found so far is the lodger," "Jimmy Pike." "Uh, driving license, usual stuff haven't turned him up." "Raphael thinks he may have emigrated." "So what?" "I told you to get Eugenie's killer, not reopen an inquiry that resulted in a conviction a quarter of a century ago." "I'm not satisfied." "This... this all seems to matter rather a lot to you, doesn't it, sir?" "Meaning?" "Meaning that there's something I am not being told." "And you and Brian Leach want to make certain" "I don't find out what that is." "I could have you back on the beat for that." "What was in the package, sir?" "Now, listen to me, Tommy." "And after this, neither of us is ever going to refer to it again." "There was nothing in any package relevant to your inquiries." "You will just have to trust me." "And outside of this pub, there is no package." "Full stop." "That bitch killed Eugenie." "Get her." "And leave the past where it belongs." "(car engine revving)" "(loud thump, tires squeal)" "(motor revs, tires thump)" "(brakes squeak, motor pauses)" "(motor resumes revving)" "WOMAN:" "What's happening?" "(tires squeal)" "(under breath):" "Oh, my God!" "Yeah, ambulance!" "Touch and go." "Well, here's something that might make you feel a little better." "Recognize him?" "LYNLEY:" "James Pitchley... younger." "ars younger, LYNLEY:" "James Pitchley... younger. ye only in those days he was known as Jimmy Pike." "Jimmy Pike." "Yeah, the missing lodger." "Well?" "I have to ask, Brian:" "Where were you last night?" "I ought to take your aristocratic face off for that." "That's not an answer." "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Tommy, but apart from the fact that I would walk through fire for that man in there," "I've got 76 witnesses." "Lodge meeting." "What was in the package?" "(sighs)" "(emphatically):" "I don't know." "You don't know." "You know, I am sick of this." "I am so sick of this!" "Shall I tell you what I don't know?" "I don't know why you and Webberley had forgotten artin I don't know why you and Whad been murderedottene M when she was one of the biggest inquiries of your career." "Neither do I know why you tore halfway across London to interrupt his wedding anniversary to tell him personally that her mother, Eugenie, had just been murdered." "Most of all, I don't know why you went through the victim's house and removed evidence!" "But I'll tell you something I now, shall I?" "These murders are connected, and whatever else I uncover, I'm going to find out why." "Come on, Havers!" "(sighs, groaning slightly)" "Anything?" "Nothing definite." "(sighs)" "Katja Wolff's initial statement said, uh, she left Sophie in the bath momentarily because she smellt burning, and on her return, the child had drowned." "What about you?" "Eugenie's phone calls to Gideon." "How did she get the number?" "He's hardly in the book, is he?" "When was the first call?" "Last month, Saturday the fourth, 4:03 p.m." "Well, that's the first Saturday." "She had her monthly lunch meetings on the first Saturday." "So, she arrives home with a number, which she got from whoever she had lunch with." "Richard?" "I doubt it." "Raphael." "That shrine she kept to Gideon in her flat." "I mean, though she left him, she still could have kept up with him." "Through Raphael." "Yeah." "And she persuades him to give her Gideon's number, so she can ask him for forgiveness." "(morning birds twittering)" "Where the hell have you been all night?" "Oh, Helen, I'm sorry, darl..." "And you didn't think to call." "Well..." "Oh, forget it." "Well, you did." "No, no." "I'm sorry, darling." "(whispers):" "I am so sorry." "I am." "(sobs)" "(car door opens)" "Who else smellt burning?" "What?" "Katja Wolff's statement." "She said she smellt burning and left little Sophie in the bath." "But who else said they smellt burning?" "Gideen he was talking about his blankness at the Wigmore Hall." "That's right, but no one else did." "And the manager said there was no fire..." "Do you think Gideon imagined it?" "Sir." "Sir?" "Helen's pregnant." "(gasps)" "Helen's pregnant and you leave in 25 days." "Uh... twenty-four." "Twenty-four-- even better." "But that is wonderful." "Isn't it?" "Yes, it is, of course it is." "(starts engine)" "RECEPTIONIST:" "Ah..." "RECEPTIONIST:" "Ah...cuse me." "Excuse me, do you mind waiting?" "Wh the hell do you think you're doing?" "James Pitchley." "Otherwise known as Jimmy Pike." "You changed your name." "It's not a crime." "Obstructing the police is." "You told us you didn't know Eugenie Martin." "Now, tell us the truth or we'll have no choice but to arrest you." "I didn't see her that night until I found her dead." "But yes, yes, I knew Eugenie." "I was their lodger up to when Sophie was murdered and I changed my name, so I lied to you." "Why?" "Why?" "Well, look at me, look at this." "I'm a multimillionaire, self-made." "Property." "And grew up in one room in what the media now calls Toxteth." "There were no jobs in Liverpool then, no future, so I came to London with ten quid in my pocket when I saw that estate agents made a lot of money." "All I needed was a smart suit and a smart accent." "I saved up for the suit." "Why was Eugenie visiting you that night?" "I hadn't seen or heard from her for 20 years." "Then out of the blue, she phoned me here." "She wanted to talk about when her daughter was murdered." "What about it?" "She was still terribly damaged by it." "She would be." "She'd got very religious." "She kept saying that there had to be forgiving-- something like that-- and I felt very sorry for her." "And why ask her round at 9:30 in the evening?" "I didn't want to miss my earlier appointment." "What were the Martins like together?" "If their children had been normal, they'd have probably been happy." "As it was-- one supertalented, one disabled-- they... they just didn't know what had hit them." "They were working at two, three jobs each to pay for it all." "And when they weren't working, they just quarreled." "Violently?" "No." "No, they were just tired out." "I had no idea why Katja did it." "She seemed to love Sophie." "Did you fancy Katja Wolff?" "Yes, I did." "But I was skint." "Richard, though..." "What about him?" "Richard was more her type, if you see what I mean." "Do you mean they were having an affair?" "She didn't say anything to me." "Neither did he, of course." "But... oh, yes, yes, I..." "I think they were." "(whispering):" "I'm afraid he's doing his..." "Yoga?" "Yes, I know." "That's all right, we're here to see you." "So, how's the food at the Three Bells?" "We know about your lunches with Eugenie on the first Saturday of every month." "Please don't tell him." "She was always kind to me." "What's the matter with you?" "I'll tell you what the matter is." "When I find people have been lying to me in a murder inquiry, I become suspicious." "What did you talk about the last time you met?" "What we always talked about." "She wanted to know all about him-- what he'd been doing, his success, his friends." "I mean, she was still his mother." "Did she tell you she'd been in contact with Gideon?" "Yes, but she knew he wouldn't speak to her." "Are you sure about that?" "It would give you a very good motive for killing her:" "to protect your beloved prodigy from the mother who walked out 20 years ago." "Gideon understands why she left" "Eugenie never recovered from Sophie's death." "Do you own a vintage car?" "(laughs briefly)" "A vintage car?" "What on earth do you imagine they pay me?" "It's not my style, I'm afraid-- more Richard." "Well, he used to have one." "An old black thing." "I don't know if he's still got it." "(cell phone rings)" "Havers." "LYNLEY:" "Why didn't you tell me that Richard and Katja Wolff were having an affair?" "I thought everyone knew that." "Sir?" "Um... (softly):" "Webberley died this morning." "Are you still going to conceal the truth about the inquiry into Sophie Martin's murder?" "Nothing has been concealed." "Don't you think we're a bit beyond that now?" "Look, we're supposed to be looking for the person that wants them both dead." "Does your loyalty to Webberley extend to protecting his killer?" "(sighs)" "The package, Brian." "I've got to see the package." "I can't, Tommy, I can't." "Not now!" "Brian Eric Leach, I am arresting you on suspicion of concealing evidence..." "Oh, for heaven's sake!" "(quietly):" "All right..." "Come on." "Webberley's love letters." "He had an affair with Eugenie." "Totally against regulations, of course." "It would have ended his career if it had been discovered." "She'd been trying to see him." "It started just after Katja Wolff's release." "He refused to talk to her." "He thought she was... trying to start things up again." "Because she kept saying there had to be forgiveness." "How the hell did you know that?" "But she didn't want to start up again, did she?" "She was trying to ask him something or tell him something else." "Something about forgiveness." "What was it that had to be forgiven, Brian?" "I don't know." "God help me, I don't!" "I believe you." "But I also believe that you two keeping their affair secret led to both their deaths." "Aah, don't be ridiculous." "All I know is is he's not even in his grave yet and you're ruining his reputation." "The finest officer I ever worked with." "What are you doing?" "You don't have to be a part of this." "You are damn right." "I don't need a criminal prosecution for concealing evidence." "Don't you think I'm in enough trouble already?" "I'I agree with Brian ." "I don't see that their affair is relevant." "Right, we said wherever it led." "Anyway, you've only got 24 days left." "And since you're leaving, it would be utterly unfair of me to involve you in concealing evidence." "So you weren't here." "I was here." "I am here." "What I'm trying to say is if you're leaving, if you're really leaving..." "I am going to miss you." "Look..." "If Eugenie and Webberley's affair becomes relevant to our inquiry, you produce the letters." "Agreed?" "(keys jingling)" "So, around the time that Katja Wolff was released," "Eugenie started making contact with the other people in the house the night her daughter was murdered." "Telling them..." "there had to be forgiveness." "What was it that had to be forgiven?" "Richard and Katja's affair?" "Why should she and Webberley have to forgive that?" "Well, if they were both having affairs, she and Webberley," "Richard and the au pair, then... well, maybe she felt she'd betrayed her marriage and... (cell phone rings)" "Excuse me." "Havers." "Yeah..." "Thank you." "DVLA." "Richard Martin is still the registered owner of a 1959 black Humber Hawk." "Is he indeed?" "(starts engine)" "(muffled shouting)" "(knocker rapping)" "(shouting continues)" "I don't think now is a very good time." "We'll just have to take in our stride." "Excuse me." "(shouting continues in background)" "I can't forget it, I'll hear it!" "LYNLEY:" "Let go of him!" "How dare you come bursting in here!" "I said let go of him." "What do you want now?" "More information you should have found out long ago?" "Take Gideon outside." "Go on, get some fresh air." "I want a word with your father." "You know I'd do anything to make it right, Gideon, you know that." "You've destroyed me." "I saw to it that no one got the chance to destroy you." "Well, what do you want with me now?" "Detective Superintendent Webberley, the man who brought the murderer of your child to justice, has been killed in exactly the same way as your ex-wife, almost certainly with the same car." "(softly):" "Oh, my God." "Mr. Martin, did you have an affair with Katja Wolff?" "I..." "Oh, for God's sake, that was years ago." "Did your wife know?" "What the hell has that got to do with anything now?" "Look, Katja was young, she was pretty." "Eugeni." "I had two jobs, she had three." "We had to pay for all the care for Sophie, all the tuition for Gideon." "Katja killed my daughter." "And whatever you may think, Inspector, both of my children were equally precious to me." "On the night that Katja killed your daughter, did you smell burning?" "What do you mean?" "Burning." "No, not that I can recall." "Why?" "What's that got to do with anything?" "How did you know something was happening?" "Did you hear a struggle?" "Shouting?" "Noises?" "I didn't hear anything." "Why not?" "There was music playing." "There was always music playing in our house." "Thank you, Mr. Martin." "That's all." "Uh, one more thing, Mr. Martin." "Um, our records show that you own a 1950s Humber Hawk car." "Good God, that old thing?" "You do?" "I used to-- I got rid of it years ago." "And what color was it?" "It was black." "Who did you sell it to?" "I've no idea." "After Sophie was killed and Eugenie went off," "Gideon and I went to America so he could study." "Everything in the house was sold off." "I wanted to make a clean break with the past." "So, you have no record at all about where that car might be now?" "Well, of course I don't." "Why are you asking me this?" "Is this the best you can come up with?" "Darling, are you all right?" "I think so." "I thought for a minute I was going to be sick." "Oh, poor thing." "Oh, I don't know... it's quite exciting, really." "Proves it's happening." "Wonder if you'll still be saying that in six months." "I hope it doesn't last that long." "Look..." "Look, I'm sorry I've, uh..." "I've been so..." "Busy?" "Yes." "That is all it is?" "What do you mean?" "do you really want" "Of course I do." "Of course..." "(cell phone rings)" "(cell phone rings)" "It's Havers." "You only just walked in!" "If you were having an affair with her, that would be one thing, but... (cell phone continues ringing)" "I don't see you, Tommy." "It's work." "Well, go on, then." "Go on." "Lynley." "I'm sorry to interrupt your evening, sir, but our leading suspect has just become the latest victim." "OFFICER:" "Get that dog out of here." "Whose dog's that?" "HAVERS:" "It's all right, I'll get him." "Come on." "Come on." "Constable, take care of this dog, will you?" "We have a witness." "The cyclist passed someone walking, he, uh, heard the bang, turned around to see it reverse over him then accelerate forward" "Oh, damn and blast." "Well, he was shocked." "He did say it was black and old-fashioned." "We can show him some photos and he can I.D. it when he's feeling a bit better." "Make that now-- he can feel better later." "Didn't see the driver?" "Not at all." "Richard was walking his dog, was he?" "Yeah, apparently he comes down here twice a day, regular as clockwork, which anyone who knew him would know." "And he had just had a major argument wiis son, who said in our hearing "You destroyed me."" "Wigmore Hall." "There was no way out of that dressing room, sir." "Look, this really is rather a nuisance." "So are three murders." "(soprano singing Soin background)ders." "So, Gideon was in here while you and everyone else were outside?" "es, as I told you So, Gideon was in here while you and everyonelast time. outside?" "Y" "And how long was he in here for?" "Till about 10:00." "I think he'd have stayed all night if Richard hadn't threatened to break the door down." "He was an absolute nightmare, to be honest." "Didn't stop shouting the whole time." "What did he shout?" "Oh, you know, trying to make Gideon open the door." "And, of course shouting for Raphael." "Who'd gone to get Gideon a brandy." "MANAGER:" "That's right, although I've no idea where he went for it." "Why do you say that?" "Well, it took him ages." "I don't know how much more Gideon can take." "It's you we want to talk to." "Where were you at 6:00 this evening?" "Me?" "Where were you at 6:00 thisto the supermarket." "I've probably got the receipt." "I was just fixing a drink." "Drinks can wait." "When the Martins split up and Richard and Gideon went to America, you were left in charge of selling the house, the furniture and so on." "Yes, I think I was." "HAVERS:" "Uh, what did you do with the car?" "Car?" "The 1959 Humber Hawk." "It's such a long time ago, I..." "I would have sold it." "Yes, I..." "I did." "I sold it." "Got a receipt for that, too, have you?" "Don't be ridiculous." "HAVERS:" "Well, tell us something else ridiculous:" "At the Wigmore Hall, where did you go to get Gideon's brandy?" "The bar, of course." "Well, they must have been busy." "The manager said you'd been gone for a very long time." "It was chaos backstage that night." "No one would have known who was there and who wasn't." "LYNLEY:" "I don't believe you." "I think you had plenty of time to drive up to Belsize Park, kill Eugenie and then get back to the Wigmore Hall." "You're completely mad." "going to be You're cothere at 9:30ew she was because she told you." "What?" "You absolute...." "You've been seeing her?" "Oh, I'm sorry, Gid, I'm sorry." "How long had you been doing this?" "Always." "She wanted to know everything about you." "She wanted to know everything about you." "still loved you." "What did Eugenie want to be forgiven?" "Everything." "Everything and anything." "She wasn't the same after Sophie died." "As Eugenie grew older, she got rather... dotty." "She had feelings, you see." "You'd have read about those, Inspector." "She persuaded you to give her Gideon's number, didn't she?" "Then she called him after all those years, unsettled him, distracted him... to the point where he went onstage at the Wigmore Hall, he couldn't play." "She knew something, didn't she, about the night that Sophie died?" "Something you didn't want her to tell Gideon." "Because Gideon's your life's work, isn't he, Raphael?" "And you would do anything to protect him, even murder." "That's not true." "Raphael loves me." "Why would he kill my mother?" "He's looked after me all my life." "Tell them it's not true." "It's all right, Gid... it's all right, it's... all over." "I killed Eugenie." "I killed all of them." "But Gideon had nothing to do with it." "And they had to die to keep it that way." "She was going to go to the police." "She was going to tell Webberley the truth." "She was going to get Jimmy Pike to back her up." "She was even going to tell Gideon." "Tell me what?" "LYNLEY:" "Tell you the one thing that, these years, she couldn't forgive:" "that Katja Wolff was innocent;" "that the wrong person went to prison for killing her child." "I'm sorry." "I killed your sister." "(door clattering)" "When Richard asked me to sell it, I just hung on to it." "And you killed Webberley because he was about to find out that Katja Wolff was innocent." "What about Richard?" "After the Wigmore Hall," "Richard said the only way to get Gideon to play again was to tell him the truth." "Tell me something-- when you killed Sophie, how did you manage it without Richard and Eugenie knowing?" "GIDEON:" "The music." "The music was so loud." "Eugenie Martin knew you had murdered her child and yet she still met you for pub lunches?" "She believed I should be forgiven." "But she couldn't forgive me." "She couldn't bear it." "It was the real reason she left home." "It wasn't just Richard and Eugenie;" "we all covered it up." "The Martins felt indebted to me." "What's more, they wanted to protect Gideon from knowing what I'd done." "They felt that if he knew, he wouldn't want to play anymore." "I'd nurtured that fantastic ability, taught him everything, until he could go, aged eight years old, to one of the greatest scools of music in the world." "Tell me what you remember about the night that Raphael killed Sophie." "I told you, nothing." "The man kills your sister, and you remember nothing?" "I told you, I can't remember anything about that night." "It's blank." "Blank." "You suffer from blankness, don't you?" "Not half-forgetfulness like the rest of us;" "you go completely blank." "and you blanked that p" "It all goes back to that piece of music, doesn't it?" "Does it?" "I think you know it does-- the music... and what happened on the night that Sophie was killed." "HAVERS:" "Why did Katja Wolff say that she'd killed Sophie?" "Richard organized it." "There was so little time" "Sophie was dead, the police were on their way." "He told Katja that if she pleaded guilty to negligence, she'd only get three years and he'd give her £25,000 when she came out." "Because she and Richard were lovers, she believed him." "But they found bruises on the child." "Yes." "She... struggled." "But I held her under the water until she stopped." "And then?" "She was dead." "Well, there was nothing, just... silence." "Silence?" "("Songs My Mother Taught Me" plays)" "What are you doing?" "LYNLEY:" "There had to be music, didn't there, that night?" "Turn that off." "(music continues)" "Turn it off now!" ""Songs My Mother Taught Me."" "You lied to us, Gideon, you and Raphael." "You haven't told us the real reason, have you?" "Stop it!" "Come on, tell me the truth." "Tell me the real reason all those people had to die." "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Your mother kept saying, "There must be forgiveness."" "But there are two sides to forgiveness, aren't there, hmm?" ""As we forgive those who trespass against us."" "She didn't mean she had to forgive Raphael." "She meant she'd spent all these years trying to forgive the trespass against her." "Stop it!" "(sobbing):" "Stop it..." "Somebody make it stop." "(music stops)" "Only you can make it stop, Gideon." "(crying)" "The music, the smell of burning." "Oh, Raphael killed Eugenie and Richard and Webberley, but he didn't do it to protect himself, did he?" "He did it, as always, to protect you." "He was protecting you from the memory thatyoukilled your little sister." "But I did." "I killed her." "No." "What does it matter?" "No, Raphael... you didn't." "Talent like that comes once in a century." "It had to be protected." "It didn't have to be a Dvorak." "The music could have been anything." "That just happened to be the record I pulled off the shelf," ""Songs My Mother Taught Me."" "So I put it on..." "loudly." "Then I set fire to the wastepaper bin in my bedroom." "So that Katja would smell the smoke in the bathroom where she was bathing Sophie." "And I got the paper alight... then I went out and hid on the stairs." "After a minute, Katja smellt it burning." "And she ran out of the bathroom past me." "And you went in." "And I locked the door." "I had to go to the Juilliard School Of Music" "I was born to." "But my parents couldn't afford it-- they'd told me-- not with the cost of Sophie's care as well." "When you look at it sensibly, there's nothing to forgive." "Is there?" "(fire crackling)" "No, wait." "Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org"