(thunder) (woman wailing) ♫♫ Ladies.

Professor.

(giggling) SIMON: Of course, hubris was classified by the Greeks as a legal term.

It was viewed as the protagonist's fatal flaw which leads inexorably to his ruin.

However, in Greek tragedy, hubris should be treated as a law.

Once broken, well, there's no escape from its consequences.

Oi, you idiot!

MAN: Hubris full blown climbs the precipitous height and grasps the throne, then topples o'er and lies in ruins prone.

Who when such deeds are done can hope heaven's bolts to shun?

Indeed.

You see, hubris was an insult, outrage, to the gods.

So, for example, when Oedipus encounters King Laius on the road to Thebes and he becomes embroiled in a fight over who has right of way, unaware the king is his biological father, Oedipus is so enraged, his pride so wounded, when he's ordered to make way, he kills King Laius and his driver.

(yells in pain) Thus hubris unwittingly ensures the prophecy... (brakes screeching) (tires squealing) ...Oedipus would kill his own father is fulfilled.

Aristotle was writing at a time when men were expected to defend their honor.

So a Greek audience wouldn't have really blamed him for killing Laius.

Oh no, they'd hold fate responsible.

It was predetermined... Cut!

It's Sophocles.

What?

Karen?

Sorry, Wesley.

Oedipus Rex, it's Sophocles.

Yes?

Well, you said Aristotle.

Did I?

Yes.

Oh.

(laughs) Shall we go again?

SIMON: I'm sorry, can we just hold it for a second please?

Um...

I don't wish to seem vulgar, Wesley, but would it be possible to bring it round to Alcmeon In Corinth at some point?

My translation's being reissued, you see.

(chuckles): All right.

Thanks.

(door opening) Oh, sorry, Mum.

That's okay!

Everything all right, Tabs?

Yeah, I was just wondering where you were.

Oh, well, I'll be down in a sec, okay?

Yeah, I'm going to give him a call tomorrow.

Right, come here.

(shutter clicking) Take another one then...

I hate him!

I actually hate him!

Who?

That smug, two-faced, lying little piece of... Oh, him.

Do you ever think about cleaning up?

Sorry.

Sorry!

And what the hell is he still doing here?

That girl needs to chill out.

We have a problem.

(voices carrying) I'm just going for a run.

(giggling) Chloe?

(giggling): Stop!

Right, okay.

(birds chirping) LEWIS: Beautiful morning.

HATHAWAY: "The clouds were pure and white as flocks new shorn."

Wordsworth?

Keats.

Oh, hey, I heard about your big drugs bust.

Eliot Ness.

At a garden center of all places.

HATHAWAY: Who'd have thought it, cocaine hidden in seed packets?

Good luck with getting that to grow.

Presumably you heard that we didn't get it all?

That takes the shine off it somewhat.

One of my very first cases was just along here.

On the end there.

Woman, hung in her kitchen.

Nasty.

Solved?

Course.

Always did.

Hanged.

Eh?

Pictures are hung.

People are always hanged.

Nobody likes a smartarse, James.

Rose Anderson, 23.

Postgrad student at St. Sebastian's college.

LEWIS: Out for a run?

So it would seem.

Do we know when?

Going by the body temperature, macerations on the fingers and palms, I'd say she'd been in the water roughly 12, 13 hours.

Yeah, her flatmate said that she went out for a run at 6:00 p.m. last night and the boatman found her at 7:30 this morning.

That would be about 12 or 13 hours then.

You should do this for a living.

I couldn't stand the company.

Two stab wounds, first one to the abdomen.

To stop her in her tracks.

And then they finished the job, stabbed her in the neck.

Quick.

And clinical.

Carotid artery's been severed.

How quick?

A minute of consciousness.

Maybe two.

Poor lass.

Sexual motive?

Not that I can tell, but I'll know more when I get her back to the lab.

Which I'd love to do just as soon as you two gentlemen are on your way.

Any sign of a weapon?

Not yet, but they are still looking.

You handle that then, will you, Maddox?

Yeah, no problem.

Brought your wetsuit with you, did you?

How are you finding your boss?

Which one?

Chloe Ilson?

Were you not concerned when she didn't come home last night?

I assumed she was at college.

She's always there late, overnight sometimes.

Boyfriend?

She was seeing someone there.

An older guy.

They had some massive row the other day though.

He broke it off, apparently.

Or tried to.

What's his name?

No idea.

Saw him when he picked her up a couple of times, but Rose liked him kept private.

Whose car is that?

Rose's.

Do you know what happened to it?

She said she was going to try and meet him the other day.

I don't know what happened.

All right, we're going to need to see Rose's room.

Classics scholar.

It was her whole world.

All she ever talked about was her doctorate.

She tried explaining it to me, but I never really understood what she was on about, to be honest.

And what are you studying, Chloe?

I'm not at college.

I work behind the bar at Freud's.

I can't say I'm a regular.

It's only temporary.

I'm saving up to go traveling.

Have a look at this.

"The brightest star in the sky."

Sirius.

(door opens) MAN: Chloe?

Uh, here!

MAN: It's all sorted.

He wants to take the lot...

This is my boyfriend, Harrison.

These are the police.

It's Rose.

Who is "F," do you know?

No.

Not him?

Simon Flaxmore?

No.

"Thank you for living."

Nice swim?

Ha ha.

Uh, no sign of the knife yet, but I have got something on the car.

it was involved in an RTC at midday.

Hit a male cyclist.

Anonymous caller identified Rose Anderson as the driver.

Did we speak to the cyclist?

No, they left the scene, but we're trying to trace him.

The caller said that Rose deliberately tried to hit the bloke on the bike.

Sent him flying, apparently.

Well, keep us informed.

Okay, sir.

Ma'am.

Ma'am.

Ma'am.

I'm glad you changed your mind.

Oh?

About the transfer.

You're good for those two.

What, the Chuckle Brothers?

Sorry.

Trust me, I've heard them called worse.

Usually by me.

(bells chiming) Well, I knew of her, obviously.

She was a postgrad student.

But I didn't have anything to do with the girl directly.

No, it's Philippa Garwood you need to speak to.

She is her-- or rather was-- her supervisor.

She was having a relationship with someone here in the college.

Oh?

An older man, with the initial "F?"

Ah.

Well, it's not me.

No, my days for that sort of thing are long gone, I'm afraid.

Besides, I never met the girl.

LEWIS: No?

Well, I say I never met her.

What I mean is I didn't know her.

I mean, let me have a look.

That's from a book signing,clearly.

I mean, I sign a lot of books for people, it doesn't mean I know them all personally.

Ah, poor girl.

There's only one love in my life.

Euripides.

SIMON: "Question everything.

"Learn something.

Answer nothing."

Wise advice for any policeman, perhaps.

Where would we be likely to find this Philippa Garwood?

Oh, um, the rota.

It's somewhere.

One second... Oh, here we are.

Yes, uh...

Sorry... Philippa... yes, she's in a lecture at the moment.

I hope you find who did this.

We may need to speak to you again.

Of course.

Anything I can do to help.

LEWIS: He seemed very pleased with himself.

Well, it says here he discovered a dusty manuscript in a library six years ago.

It turned out to be a Victorian translation of a lost Greek play.

Alcemon In Corinth.

Any good?

Alcmeon In Corinth, Robert.

Anyway, Flaxmore authenticated it and made his name.

No doubt he's been dining out on it ever since, eh?

Sir.

HATHAWAY: Philippa Garwood?

It's just the most tragic news.

I can't take it in.

Do you know if anything was bothering her recently?

Only her thesis.

"Euripides and Children in Greek Tragedy."

Rose worked so hard on it.

What was bothering her about that?

I don't know.

She never got round to telling me.

We hadn't sat down face to face for a while.

Could it have been connected with Professor Flaxmore?

Well, only in the way that the whole thing would have involved Simon.

He wrote the book on Euripides.

Literally.

But a good student?

Rose could take a piece of ancient text and look at it in a whole new way.

Such a waste.

You two were close, then?

She was tutoring my sister's ten year old, Tabby.

God, how am I going to tell her?

We'll need to contact her too.

HATHAWAY: We think she was seeing someone here in college.

Do you know anything about that?

No, I'm afraid I don't.

Older man, initial "F" mean anything to you?

No.

Friend of yours?

My husband Felix.

LEWIS: Do you know Rose Anderson?

Yes, we've been seeing each other.

Since when?

Before Christmas.

Rose came to me to ask for advice with her thesis.

And you were happy to help.

These things happen, don't they?

She was a classics student, not astrophysics.

Yeah...

Excuse me, could you not?

It's extremely valuable.

It was Newton's.

Did you write this?

Yes.

What does it refer to?

Oh God, this is embarrassing.

Um...

It was just a silly little note.

It was nothing.

She was learning Spanish.

You wrote her a lot of silly notes.

I didn't know she'd keep them.

It was just a bit of harmless fun.

LEWIS: Harmless?

Why didn't you report the accident?

I'd just tried to break it off with Rose.

That was her response.

Reporting her would have just made it worse.

And made it public.

So you didn't tell your wife?

What was I supposed to say?

"Hello darling, I've just been run over by your student that I'm sleeping with".

So she didn't know about you two?

I wouldn't say that.

So you did tell her?

Not explicitly.

No names.

But she knew.

We have a kind of "Don't ask, don't tell" arrangement.

SIMON: It's awful news about the American girl.

PHILIPPA: I know.

SIMON: Yeah.

How was she getting along?

PHILIPPA: Fine, I thought.

I hadn't seen her for a while.

She emailed me asking for a deferral.

Last minute research issue or something.

Oh, really?

Well, what was it, did she say?

No.

Anyway, I think you saw her more recently than I did.

Did I?

She mentioned she'd spoken to you about Alcmeon In Corinth.

Oh, yes, that's right.

Yes, it was a small translation thing.

That's right, yes.

Did you mention that to the police?

Simon, what's going on?

Well, nothing.

I'm just worried about the reputation of the college, that's all.

It's me you're talking to, remember.

There's only one reputation you're interested in, and it isn't the college's.

(bells chiming) It was found in the canal bed.

It looks like an ordinary steak knife.

MADDOX: Except it's commercial use rather than domestic, so hotels, restaurants... By the hundreds, I imagine.

MADDOX: Other than that, there's nothing forensically.

So, indulge me-- what do we know so far?

Rose Anderson, fatally stabbed on her evening run between 6:00 and 8:00.

Earlier in the day, she'd tried to run her lover Felix Garwood off the road after he'd rejected her.

(phone rings) So he kills her in revenge?

Excuse me.

He was giving a presentation between 6:00 and 8:00.

Lots of witnesses.

And before then?

With his wife, Philippa.

She says she drove him to this presentation.

Mm, it's always the wives, isn't it?

There's something about her.

She was certainly aware that her husband was carrying on with the victim.

But if a woman finds out her husband's been unfaithful, she's more likely to kill him than her.

What about Professor Flaxmore?

Slippery.

(door opens) Sir, that was Chloe Ilson, the victim's flatmate.

Apparently she's got something of the victim's for you.

Excuse me.

I love it, Auntie Philippa!

You don't need to keep buying her things, you know.

It's fine.

It was Felix's idea, actually.

Anyway, she deserves spoiling, what with everything she's going through.

Slow down, Tabs!

Another thing to worry about.

Oh, Jen!

It might help take her mind off what's happened.

So what did the police say?

Just that she'd been attacked whilst out jogging.

It's so shocking.

When's Paul back?

Oh, he's due back soon.

Why?

I gave the police your details.

They wanted to speak to you both.

But I thought it was this mugger or something?

Who knows.

It's not a problem, is it?

No, no, of course not.

Slow down, Tabs!

Ta-da!

(tablet makes "ta-da" noise) Oh, there you go!

Perfect, well done, high five!

Tabs, will you go and check on your dad with the tea?

Yeah, she's been nagging for one of those forever, but they're so expensive.

Yeah.

One of the perks of the job, I suppose.

So how long had Rose Anderson been working as a tutor to Tabitha?

Uh, since last September.

It's exam year and my sister recommended it.

Here we are.

I suppose it can get quite competitive, can it, between the parents?

Well, yes, but that's not the reason why.

Tabby's not been very well, so she's missed a lot of school.

Nothing serious, I hope?

Uh, well... Tabitha was born with a genetic blood disorder, fanconi anemia.

Her chances aren't very good.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Oh, that's the thing though.

She looks fine though, doesn't she?

We've been looking for a stem cell donor, but... She's been an absolute star though.

The blood transfusions, hormone therapy.

She never complains.

She's been in hospital more than school, which is why we needed Rose's help.

Look, I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but where were you specifically between 6:00 and 8:00 p.m. yesterday?

That's okay.

I was in Cheltenham, at a conference.

I'm an optometrist.

I have the details if you'd... Yeah, please.

And you, Mrs. Brightway?

Me?

Well, I was here.

I was at home.

I've got something, Lizzie.

This bracelet's for you.

Oh, thank you!

Do you have children?

Uh, no.

(loud music playing) Will you turn down the, uh... (music volume lowered) Rose was working in my room a couple of nights ago.

I didn't think you'd want it, to be honest.

It's just her doctoral research.

It's probably best we have it.

Thank you.

She was in a bit of a state about it.

Why?

I don't know, she just said that something she'd found out had made her rethink the whole thing.

There isn't anything else that you forgot to tell us, is there?

No.

Well, if you remember anything, give me a call.

Do you know who might have done it?

That was clever.

I'm sorry, okay?

Two more days and then we're out of here.

Okay?

LEWIS: It's ready!

HOBSON: Coming.

What is that?

Cannelloni.

That's what it was meant to be.

What is it now?

Yeah, very funny.

So how was it today?

Hm, I dunno.

We found a knife at least, not that it gives us much.

No sexual motive.

Nothing was taken, so... Random attacker?

Yeah, frightening thought.

Come on!

Well?

It's taken.

Oh, congratulations!

Oh, thank you, Phil.

I'm going to have a baby sister?

Yeah, or brother.

Isn't that amazing?

I want a sister.

(laughs) And she's only ten years old?

Well, yeah.

She was only seven when she was diagnosed, apparently.

What's the prognosis?

Well, with fanconi anemia, assuming they could find the right donor, a bone marrow or stem cell transplant could cure it altogether.

But without it... Not good?

No.

Even with all the transfusions and hormone therapy... Late teens?

Well, obviously it's very early days, but I cannot tell you the sense of relief.

Well done, Dad!

Thank you.

What am I thinking, I've got some fizz in the fridge.

Oh no, no, please... Don't be silly, of course.

Come.

Oh, go and help her then, Tabs.

How exciting!

Philippa, bring the good stuff.

Orange juice for me.

Don't.

Don't you touch her.

PHILIPPA: Here we go!

Oh, here they are!

Fantastic.

Thanks, Tabs.

Here we are.

Thank you.

I think we should propose a toast to the person who made this possible, but sadly... To Rose!

ALL: To Rose!

(knocking) Have you been home?

Briefly.

(knocking) Something odd's come up.

I've been going through the victim's bank records.

Last November, Rose Anderson transferred 10,000 pounds into Jennie and Paul Brightway's account.

She was tutoring their Tabitha.

Why on earth should she be handing over that sort of money to them?

Why indeed.

I'd better go and ask, eh?

I could use an eye test.

Nice one.

PAUL: It's the best way of finding a cure for her.

We spent three years searching for a stem cell donor for Tabby.

All in vain.

Which is why we decided to go down the IVF route.

A savior sibling?

Yes.

Take a seat over there for me.

The IVF route means they can screen the embryo and make sure the antigens match.

If you just look straight ahead for me.

We started the latest round on Valentine's Day, ironically.

Yeah, not the most romantic way to spend it.

It's been a very stressful time for Jennie.

We've had a few failures.

That must be hard, I'm sorry.

It is, and it cost us a fortune.

If you'd like to take a seat over there for me, put your chin on the rest.

And I know that we shouldn't put a price on it, but I can't even think about the amount of debt we're in.

So you asked Rose for the money?

No, she insisted on helping us.

We didn't like having to accept, but... Just look straight ahead for me.

It seems like a lot of money to take from a postgrad student.

She borrowed it from her father.

It was a loan.

We are going to pay it back.

Tabby's life is at stake.

It's not a choice.

Besides, when it's your children, you do anything you can, don't you?

Just keep your head as still as you can, please.

Look straight ahead.

(machine whirring) So do you think you'll carry on with the IVF?

I shouldn't really say anything yet.

It's very early stages, but, well, it looks like it's been successful.

Jennie's pregnant.

Oh, congratulations!

I can't tell you how happy we are.

And we couldn't have done it without Rose.

There, all done.

Perfectly healthy.

Oh, good.

I bet they've seen some sights.

More than I'd care to remember.

How's the investigation going?

I know I shouldn't ask.

It's just that we were so fond of Rose, you know, and the last time we saw her, she was very upset.

Oh?

Why?

She'd had some flaming row with her flatmate.

Clare, is it?

Chloe.

Did she say what it was about?

Uh...

Nothing.

Just stupid housework stuff.

Well, we were told it was a blazing row.

There must have been more to it than whose turn was it to do the washing up.

But that's what she was like.

Her temper was mental.

She used to flip out over the smallest thing.

And what was it this time?

(rustling) She, um... (door creaking) Uh... She didn't like Harrison being round here all the time.

Things were pretty tense.

Hang on a minute...

Seed packets.

Stolen from the garden center.

And I know what's in it.

It's not mine.

No.

This is the missing stuff from Hathaway's drugs raid.

Rose knew about the drugs, didn't she?

She walked in on Harrison chopping it out in the kitchen.

Went ballistic.

Yeah, I'm not surprised.

Betrayed by her best friend.

It was nothing to do with me.

I tried telling her it was all Harrison's idea.

Oh, really?

You told me that you were saving up to go traveling.

You had 25,000 quids' worth of holiday funds hidden in a cupboard.

No!

It was nothing to do with me.

Well, it was.

You allowed Harrison to stash it there.

He's not an easy bloke to say no to.

So Rose threatens to call the police and then she's murdered.

Very convenient.

I didn't kill her!

I was working at the bar.

You can check.

What about your boyfriend?

Where was he?

I'm not sure.

So it must be the case that one astronomical unit cubed is equal to G times the mass of the sun times one year squared times four Pi squared.

And it is with that that I'll leave you.

Those of you with crit responses to collect, I'll be in my office from 10:00 a.m. sharp.

The rest of you, see you Thursday.

(door closes) Is everything okay?

Is it Tabby?

You should have phoned.

We can go for lunch.

Please don't.

Have you seen this man before?

Yeah.

He was Rose's bloke.

I saw him at Harrison's place a couple of times as well.

What, he's a customer?

A regular.

Prof.

Sorry?

"Prof," he calls him.

I don't know his real name, sorry.

Hello again.

Hi.

Who are you here to see?

You, actually.

Oh?

Something I wanted to pick your brain about, if you've got a moment?

Yes.

It's always nice to be wanted.

Now?

If that's convenient.

Course, I was just on my way to the library.

Um... Do you have a first name?

James.

Follow me, James.

So Felix Garwood was buying drugs from this Harrison Sax.

Rose Anderson found out they were using her place to stash the drugs.

Yeah, so the chances are she was also aware that Felix was a regular customer.

He wouldn't want that coming out.

Exactly.

Maybe Felix was more involved than that though.

What, you mean involved in actually drug dealing?

Yeah.

Stronger motive for keeping Rose quiet.

Yeah, maybe.

His alibi for the murder was pretty solid, right enough.

He might not have done it himself.

What, with Harrison?

Conspiracy.

I mean, he's got form.

GBH, Section 18.

What, with a knife?

Mm-hmm, got two years for it.

Right.

I think I'll go and ask our handsome astronomer what he thought he was getting into.

You see if you can find Harrison.

Sir.

And where the hell is Hathaway?

This seems to form the cornerstone of Rose's work.

She was increasingly focused upon it, true.

Being newly discovered, it was less studied than the more known plays.

She'd found a niche, and that's crucial.

What about this passage she's so interested in?

"What stars are these, steering their course yonder?

The twin lions of Nemea, still running high at this hour."

What's your thinking?

Well, it doesn't matter what my thinking is, it's what she was thinking that matters.

The two lions-- Leo Major, Leo Minor.

Why does she make such constant reference to them?

We academics tend to find the highest drama in the smallest of discoveries.

Whatever it was, it had rattled Flaxmore's cage, but she didn't come to me with it.

Understandable, perhaps.

Don't be coy, officer.

You're thinking, "Why does she put up with it?

Why doesn't she just leave him?"

Do you understand everything you do?

"I can't go on.

I'll go on."

Joyce?

Beckett.

(knocking) You go that way.

Sarge.

Harrison Sax.

I need you to come with me for questioning.

Oh!

Sax!

Sarge, are you okay?

Yeah, go!

I need backup going to Harrison Sax's flat.

Blackbird Leys.

Yes, I know about Rose.

I knew about all of them.

Unconventional lives can't be understood by everyone.

Look at what she did for Tabitha.

Felix has always convinced me that I was "the one."

The others are just an itch he needs to scratch.

So if he didn't bring it home, it was all right, was it?

More like it didn't exist.

If I lose Felix, I lose part of me.

You must really love him.

I love him and hate him.

Did you hate Rose Anderson?

Yes.

I didn't kill her.

You see, the thing is...

The tricky thing for me is that your husband has a very strong alibi.

And you don't.

Do innocent people go around worrying about alibis for future crimes which may or may not be committed?

No.

If I was going to kill anyone, I'd kill Felix.

(beeping) Bugger.

I have to meet a student.

I'll be half an hour.

Is that okay?

Of course.

(siren blaring) (knocking) Police!

Open up, Mr. Sax.

(banging) Police-- stay where you are!

OFFICER: Clear!

Over there.

OFFICER: All clear!

OFFICERS: Hallway clear!

All bedrooms clear!

Damn it!

For you.

Thank you.

This is a hoax.

Hoax?

Rose Anderson found out.

What do you mean?

She was about to reveal to the world that Professor Flaxmore's precious "lost play" was actually a fake.

Professor Garwood?

♫♫ (shutter clicks) HOBSON: Cause of death: blunt force trauma to the left side of the head.

From the spatter, it looks as though the first one put him down, and then they kept on hitting him long after he was dead.

LEWIS: They made a right meal of it.

HOBSON: Different from Rose Anderson.

That was clinical, this was... LEWIS: Frenzied.

Something like that.

Or a different person.

Constant flow of colleagues and students, we're going to be knee-deep in fingerprints.

Might get some nice ones off this casing, though.

Well, it's not my department, but it looks like it's been wiped clean.

Handy.

Mmm.

Hello.

Cocaine?

Well, I'm betting it's not baking soda.

Can we get this tested?

Time of death?

No sign of rigor mortis.

Eyelids are still flaccid.

I'd say about an hour?

So around about 5:00.

I'll know more about the bruising after the postmortem.

Empty.

So a robbery gone wrong?

Or a murder dressed up to look like one?

He can't have just disappeared.

He's a bouncer, not Houdini.

Okay, let us know, eh?

Maddox.

We've managed to lose a suspect.

Will I see you at home later?

I think I preferred it when you were building canoes.

No, you didn't.

I was a bad-tempered old grouch who smelt of wood glue.

Yeah, but you were my bad-tempered old grouch who smelt of wood glue.

HATHAWAY: Robbie?

I know what Rose Anderson found out.

I'll see you in the morning.

God bless.

(banging) Oh, God!

Is she all right?

Yeah, she's fine.

Everything's going to be fine now.

Alcmaeon in Corinth.

Euripides's "lost play," famously found by Simon Flaxmore, on the back of which he makes his name and he becomes the go-to guy for solving literary mysteries.

And we're here because...?

HATHAWAY: The constellation of Leo.

Lying right smack in between Cancer in the east and Virgo in the west.

It represented to the Greeks the Nemean Lion, slain by Heracles as the first of his 12 tasks.

It shone brightly above them in the night sky.

Now, shining less brightly, Leo Minor.

Little Leo.

What's this got to do with Rose Anderson?

In Alcmaeon in Corinth, when he unknowingly purchases his own daughter Tisiphone as a slave... Don't ask.

...he stood outside of his tent at daybreak and said to his servant, "What stars are those, steering their course yonder?"

To which the old retainer replied, "The twin lions of Nemea, still running high at this hour."

LEWIS: So?

Big Leo and Little Leo.

Yeah, but Leo Minor wasn't known as that until the late 17th century.

To Euripides, they would have just been a faint collection of stars, not part of any constellation at all.

17th century?

1687, to be exact.

So why would Euripides be referring to the twin lions?

He wouldn't.

Flaxmore's status seems to be largely based on his authentication of this play.

So if Rose Anderson could show that his authentication'swrong...

It would end up making him look really stupid, which I'm guessing he wouldn't like.

But then why kill Felix?

Rose Anderson didn't get there by herself.

(bells chiming) LEWIS: You knew what Rose Anderson had discovered?

What's this got to do with Felix?

Answer the question, please.

Rose, yes, well... She hadn't really discovered anything.

It's more like she'd noticed an anomaly.

An anomaly?

Yes.

I said I'd look into it.

I thought maybe I'd... mistranslated.

(laughter outside) Ancient Greek can be a bit slippery sometimes.

But you hadn't, had you?

You don't make mistakes like that.

Leontes dio, didimo.

"Two lions, twins."

It's right there in the text.

So it's not that slippery.

I really don't think that you can come... Where were you three nights ago when she was killed?

I was at a college dinner at 8:00.

Fundraising.

Had a speech to make.

Unlike some of the flashier colleges, we're constantly trying to raise funds.

My standing... You have people who can corroborate this?

About 150.

What about before that?

I was here going over my speech with Karen, my PA. And yesterday, between 4:00 and 5:00?

I was here.

And then I went home.

Anyone corroborate that?

No.

(sighs) Yes?

I was with Felix yesterday afternoon.

I wanted to talk to him about using the planetarium as a venue.

But he was alive when I left him.

We'll need to take your fingerprints, then.

If you don't mind.

Today, please.

Even if Rose had found a way of showing that the play was not by Euripides, why would I hide that?

I'm a scholar, gentlemen.

LEWIS: When we get his prints, let's run them against the database just in case.

Back to the station?

HATHAWAY: No, I want to know where Philippa Garwood was yesterday afternoon.

She was with you, wasn't she?

Yeah, not all of the time.

I really don't think it's hit her yet.

PAUL: I don't think it's hit us yet, to be honest.

Where were you two yesterday afternoon?

Us?

You knew both victims.

Well, I know, but I don't see what this...

I was working.

And Jennie, you were...

I was with Tabitha.

Working until when?

Well, about 7:00.

I try to get home before Tabby goes to bed.

How long had Felix and Philippa been married?

Um... 12 years.

She gave him 12 years.

I'm not really sure what he gave her.

Jennie... Well, I'm just saying.

She loved him and he treated her like... Hey, hey... JENNIE: No, no, no.

He could be the most attractive, charming man, but he...

He was also poison.

We're well shot of him.

We?

He lied to my sister.

Which means he lied to all of us.

PHILIPPA: There's miles of the stuff.

I think it's bindweed.

Was it quick, do you think?

One minute he's awake, and then...

I mean, that would be okay, wouldn't it, if...?

I hope so.

Yesterday, you left me for 40 minutes.

Where did you go?

I have to ask.

Do you?

You know I do.

I told you.

I had a meeting with a student.

An essay they were having trouble with.

I was with them and then I came straight back.

I'm going to need a name.

I didn't kill my husband, DI Hathaway.

It's Japanese knotweed.

What?

It's not bindweed.

It's Japanese knotweed.

What a lot you know.

Not about the important stuff.

(sighs) Don't worry.

Routine elimination.

Consider me eliminated.

If you want me to say anything, anything at all...

It won't come to that.

Felix Garwood's tox report.

Positive for cocaine.

And analysis of what was found on the telescope.

"Isopropyl alcohol, hexyl cinnamal, menthyl."

Wipes, in other words.

Does the Astrophysics Department have CCTV?

Yeah, except it was smashed in two weeks ago.

Students protesting against Big Brother.

HATHAWAY: And where are we on Harrison Sax?

He used his credit card to buy a one-way ticket to Liverpool.

Great.

I've sent his picture and details to Merseyside police and to every force between here and there.

I've seen tanks smaller than Harrison Sax.

We're just glad to have you back in once piece.

HATHAWAY: Guys?

Ran Flaxmore's prints, we have a match.

LEWIS: Simon Flaxmore is... Linus Cage?

Who the hell is Linus Cage?

Anything from East Sussex Police?

Yeah, they finally dug out the file.

So Linus Cage had some sort of scam involving antique books in Brighton.

He did five years in Wandsworth prison for fraud, and then he got outin 1985.

And then what?

And then he disappeared, apparently.

There's no record of him anywhere.

Until 1992, when Simon Flaxmore pops up in a puff of blue smoke and takes up a position as Reader of Classics at St. Sebastian's.

Con to don in seven years.

Now, that is impressive.

Well, I checked the references that Flaxmore gave on his CV from Bristol University and the University of Melbourne.

I also tried to track down the Ph.D. in Rhetoric in Tragedy.

And?

And the references are all false.

The Ph.D. doesn't exist.

It's just all fantasy.

Well, maybe Rose Anderson found that out.

Or Flaxmore thought she was about to.

(sighs) (bell ringing) (knocking) Professor Flaxmore is in college.

And I'm sure he's told you everything.

Have you ever heard of Linus Cage?

Who?

May we come in, Miss Newman?

No.

No, no, that's not possible.

How long have you worked for him?

Since 1994.

That's a long time.

You must be very loyal.

It's not hard to be loyal to someone you admire.

HATHAWAY: After he was released from prison, Linus Cage completely reinvented himself.

New identity, new everything.

And then in 1992, he re-emerged as a Classics scholar at St. Sebastian's.

Nice new life.

Safe, so long as no one found out.

Like Rose Anderson did.

You're wrong.

He's a brilliant man.

He would never do something like that.

How long have you been in love with him, Miss Newman?

CHLOE: No, you listen.

You listen to me!

Do you really want to take that chance?

Okay.

If it has to be tomorrow, then... (dial tone) Fine.

Whatever.

Professor Flaxmore says he was with you going over his speech.

That's right.

All evening?

Two murders.

If you're protecting him...

He lies-- that's what he does.

He lies like other people breathe.

You don't have to be loyal to him anymore.

He doesn't deserve it.

He wasn't with me.

He went out about 6:00 and I didn't see him until he came back here later.

Where is he now?

He said he was on his way to see Philippa Garwood.

SIMON: Alcmeon in Corinth.

We put it on that first summer.

You persuaded me to join in the chorus.

Just for one night.

You had to be a part of it.

Hearing those words, seeing it come alive...

It was magical.

And I thought it was just because you liked to wear a mask.

You were my best student.

Oh, yes.

You were my favorite.

That's why I want...

I need you to understand.

Understand what?

The things I've done.

(phone rings) Don't answer that.

Please.

You have reached the voicemail of Dr. Philippa Garwood.

I'm sorry I'm not here to take your call.

Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

Philippa, it's James Hathaway.

One mistake.

Just the one.

That's all it was.

I'm a good man.

I am.

You have to believe me.

You must.

(siren wailing) (knocking) In there.

LEWIS: Hello, Linus.

(knocking) LINUS: I didn't kill anybody.

LEWIS: We don't have any physical evidence.

We've got no eyewitnesses.

Nothing to place him at either of the scenes.

(phone rings) Yeah?

What?

(shutter clicks) Two stab wounds.

First to the abdomen, which incapacitated her.

Don't tell me.

And the other severed her carotid artery.

Mmm.

Just like Rose Anderson.

Same killer?

Looks likely.

No forced entry, no sign of a robbery.

And she was going somewhere in a hurry.

Why?

Home late again tonight?

Probably.

Robbie.

Return bus ticket to Woodstock yesterday.

Harrison Sax's foster parents live at Woodstock.

Yeah, Uniform interviewed them.

They said they hadn't seen him in months.

Why don't we go and ask them for ourselves?

Mr. Vanbrooke?

That's right.

DI Lewis, DI Hathaway.

We'd like to talk to you about Harrison Sax.

I've already told you lot.

We haven't seen him.

Yeah, I'm afraid his girlfriend, Chloe Ilson, was found murdered this morning.

HARRISON: I saw her yesterday afternoon.

Chloe.

She was so excited.

LEWIS: About what?

She said that she had a plan.

How to get us both out of here.

Start over, anywhere we liked.

What sort of plan?

Just that she was going to get me my money back.

And that I mustn't worry.

She said everything was going to be fine.

Do you think that... that's why she's been...?

What was she thinking?

PAUL: What color would you like the stems?

Green.

Okay.

(shattering) All right?

I'm fine.

Here, let me.

No, look, I've got it, okay?

I said I'm fine.

Just... go and play with Tabby, okay?

What?!

I can take care of everything, you know.

(sighs) LEWIS: Felix Garwood called you on the afternoon that Rose Anderson was murdered.

So?

Well, he knew you had form, didn't he?

GBH, with and without intent.

ABH, assault, battery... What, you think he got me to do something to Rose?

Did he?

She was carrying his kid.

Do you really think he would have hurt her?

Rose Anderson wasn't pregnant.

Wasn't she?

Why did you think she was?

Valentine's Day, Felix came to see me at the club.

He wanted to buy a couple of grams.

Said it was time for some changes.

Celebrating the fact that he had a kid on the way.

Sir?

Chloe Ilson's prints match the ones found on the bag of cocaine in Felix Garwood's rooms.

What, she was selling him the drugs?

If she was at Felix's, maybe she witnessed something.

Seen the killer.

PHILIPPA: I prefer to be here.

It's easier, somehow.

There's only so much gardening I can do.

(sighs heavily) Felix said he was going to be a father.

Rose was pregnant?

No.

But someone was.

Just not me.

Unless I'm lying, of course.

Which makes me just another suspect, someone to observe.

Trip up.

Is that what I am?

(door opens and closes) (sighs) Maybe she is lying.

What, so if she thought Rose Anderson was pregnant with Felix's child, this is all about revenge?

Mmm, she kills the husband, his lover and the unborn child.

Now, that sounds like a Greek tragedy.

Or she didn't, she's totally innocent, and we're barking up the wrong tree.

Or Harrison Sax is wrong.

Or misheard or misunderstood.

Or Felix knocked someone else up.

Valentine's Day-- that's it!

What is?

Well, Valentine's Day was when Felix started talking about being a dad.

So?

It was also the day the Brightways started their IVF treatment.

Mr. Brightway?

Oh, hello again.

Is your wife at home?

She's taken Tabitha to the hospital.

Blood transfusion.

It's routine.

Can I help?

We'd like to talk to you about your IVF treatment.

What about it?

Felix Garwood.

You'd better come in.

Jennie and I were going through a... it was hard for her.

I'd just qualified.

I was working all hours.

I just wasn't paying attention.

She was lonely, and there was Felix.

I never knew.

It didn't last long.

Just long enough.

You didn't know that Tabitha was his?

Why would I?

And then we found out about the Fanconi anemia.

I tried everything I could.

I checked out every crackpot cure, every herbal remedy, anything, if I thought it might...

When it's your baby, you do anything.

And then you found out about the savior sibling.

It was like a gift from the gods.

A way to save her and a chance for us to have another child, which we'd wanted for so long.

The clinic was right here in Oxford.

It was like it was meant to be.

All we needed was a genetic match and we were home free.

And that's when you found out you weren't Tabitha's dad.

Well, Jennie had to tell me.

Here was Tabby's best hope of a cure.

What choice did she have?

So Jennie and Felix went through with the IVF?

Yes.

And does her sister know?

I mean, does Philippa know that her husband slept with her sister?

What good would that do?

She doesn't have to know, does she?

What about you?

Me?

How do you feel about it?

The affair was a long time ago.

LEWIS:Even so.

To be lied to like that... My daughter has a chance of a life.

What I feel doesn't really come into it, does it?

Visual aids, Robbie.

Your graphic design skills are really coming along.

Okay.

So Felix Garwood and Jennie Brightway start their latest IVF treatment here.

Previous attempts had failed, so there's a lot riding on it with Tabitha's life at stake.

But they won't know whether it's been successful for a little while.

MADDOX: Felix breaks up with Rose Anderson.

She doesn't like it and tries to run him off his bike.

And then she ends up dead.

HATHAWAY: And a short time later, Jennie discovers that she's pregnant.

Between starting treatment and Jennie being pregnant, Felix Garwood is a valuable commodity.

Yeah, sure.

Jennie and Paul certainly couldn't afford for him to be hurt or hospitalized or worse.

And suddenly here's Rose Anderson threatening to do all three.

Do you think those two ever wished she wasn't around?

Lizzie, the witness who reported the hit-and-run, can you get me that tape, please?

Sir.

WOMAN (on tape): I think I've just seen an attempted murder.

Someone in a car deliberately tried to knock a man off his bike.

Jennie Brightway.

I didn't get the number plate, but I recognized the driver.

Her name is Rose Anderson.

JENNIE: Yes, I made the call.

Whose idea was it?

Mine.

Felix had recognized Rose behind the wheel and he was scared.

He said she'd been sending him texts, messages.

Really horrible.

He was convinced she'd tried to kill him and that she'd do it again.

HATHAWAY: Why didn't he report her himself?

JENNIE: Felix had been warned before about sleeping with students.

So I guess he was afraid he'd lose his job.

So you decided to deal with it yourself.

I thought I could get her arrested.

I just wanted her to leave Felix alone.

You thought that you would scare her off, that's what you thought.

This treatment, it's...

It's ruined us financially.

We only had enough money for one more round of IVF, and if that failed...

If anything happened to Felix... Yeah, but it didn't work, did it?

Rose wasn't arrested.

She was still going to be a problem.

Did you kill her?

What?

No, that... That is ridiculous!

You don't have an alibi.

No, but I was with Tabitha, I told you.

What about the night Felix Garwood was killed?

You think I killed Fe...?

Felix is my brother-in-law.

He may have been a crap husband, but he was Tabby's father and he is my baby's father.

Look, um, Tabby will be finished soon, so... Look, all I've ever wanted is to give Tabby a family that she can grow up in.

What would be the point if by saving a life, I then destroyed it?

MADDOX: Back to square one?

No, we're close.

I can feel it.

Well, think about it from a different perspective.

Rose Anderson's murder was definitely planned.

Not a shred of physical evidence, nothing on the weapon, nothing anywhere, so the killer definitely knew what they were doing.

The same goes for Chloe Ilson.

Yeah, but Felix Garwood was a spur-of-the-moment thing.

I want to go back where Felix Garwood was killed.

Maddox is right.

His murder was the odd one out.

If the killer made a mistake, it's there.

So, they row.

The murderer picks up the telescope... Bang!

And now he has to clear up.

He's looking around, and what?

He uses the wipes to clear off any traces from the murder weapon.

It's a bit of luck, wasn't it?

Finding them just when he needs them?

Well, it's the astrophysics department.

There's a lot of high-end glass.

Yeah, but you've just killed someone, remember.

You're panicking, you're not making assumptions.

You're desperate, you're looking round for something and... That drawer was shut.

They were all shut.

So?

So how did the murderer know that the wipes were there?

Looks for them?

Yeah, but when you're that desperate, you don't open the drawer and neatly close it again, do you?

You scrabble.

It's a whirlwind.

You fling the drawers open, you grab what you're looking for.

You don't leave everything nice and neat.

What were the chemical traces found on that telescope again?

Um... Isopropyl alcohol, hexyl cinnamal, menthyl...

These are different.

HATHAWAY: So what sort of wipes did the killer use, then?

MADDOX: Lens wipes.

For glasses.

Do you suppose we're looking for an optician?

She hasn't got eyes yet.

Yeah, I think we'd better leave the eyes.

Right, let's have a look at this.

(knocking) (door opens) JENNIE: Paul?

Lizzie!

Hello, Tabitha.

Shall we go outside and play?

However hard you try, something always goes wrong.

Such as Felix Garwood?

HATHAWAY: You went to see him, didn't you?

You argued.

You grabbed the first thing at hand and you clubbed him to death with it.

Nonsense.

And then you cleaned up the telescope with wipes you'd brought from work.

I want you to leave.

Did you kill Rose Anderson too?

You know he didn't.

I have an alibi.

Conference, Cheltenham.

That's right.

You were seen going into an event at 4:00.

And you were seen at dinner at 8:30.

So?

Which gave you just enough time to take the 4:32 from Cheltenham, find Rose Anderson, kill her, and be back in time for dinner.

Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?

CCTV photographs from Cheltenham Spa Station.

On the afternoon of Rose Anderson's murder.

This is you buying a ticket at exactly the time that you say you were at this conference.

But you can't see the face.

You can't see who it is.

No, but you can see the friendship bracelet on the wrist.

That's the one that Tabitha made for you, isn't it?

Paul?

Tabby's life was at stake.

Rose wasn't going to stop until she'd... We couldn't afford that.

I worked out how to get here and back to Cheltenham without anyone noticing.

I took a knife from the hotel.

I knew where Rose went running, so I waited for her.

You didn't plan to kill Felix Garwood, though, did you?

He said he was going to take you all away.

That you were going to leave me and he was going to take his children, Tabitha and the baby, and there was nothing that I could do.

LEWIS: Chloe Ilson?

She was coming out of Felix's as I was going in.

When she found out that Felix had been killed, she wanted money.

20,000 pounds.

I told her that we didn't have it, but she wouldn't listen.

After the others, what choice did I have?

She was going to spoil everything.

Paul... Those girls... Their families...

I did this for our family.

But Felix, he...

He said that you still loved him.

I was so scared.

(crying): I was so scared... Oh, you fool!

He kept on at me, but I told him, I t-told him... that you are Tabby's father and nothing will change that.

I'm so sorry.

I couldn't help it.

He was laughing at me.

I just wanted to make him stop.

I had to make him stop.

Paul... What have you done?

(crying): I'm so sorry.

No... Daddy, Daddy!

JENNIE: Tabby!

I need to go away for a while, sweetheart.

So I need you to look after Mum.

Daddy loves you so much.

I'll take that.

PHILIPPA: He's leaving effective immediately, pending further action by the College.

No, they'll just bury it.

Hiring someone without checking their references?

They may not have a choice.

He has a book deal.

They say Karen secured it.

"My story.

"How I blagged my way onto the High Table with just an 'O' Level in woodwork."

Probably a fake as well.

He's resilient.

I'll give him that.

The gods must love him.

Come on.

Why are you here, Officer?

To return this.

And to thank you for it.

I enjoyed it very much.

Thank you.

(mellow guitar music playing) MADDOX: So what are we having?

HOBSON: I've no idea.

He won't let me anywhere near the kitchen.

Just have a little faith.

I'm in complete control.

Pride comes before a fall.

(doorbell rings) Not this time.

More?

Yes, please.

HATHAWAY: It's not going to be one of these "voyage of discovery" meals, is it?

I'm hoping not.

Why?

What do you discover?

Usually that you're not very hungry.

I give you the authentic taste of Italy.

Albeit via the Cowley Road.

Pizza?

You can't go wrong.

Do you want your wine?

Yes, please.

What's up?

"Nothing has more strength than dire necessity."

Don't tell me.

Euripides.

It doesn't work like that, man.

Have you two finished yakking?

Not for a long time.

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