01x01 - The Free Waters

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Hi.

You've reached Vinnie Rowe
at Vinnie's Oysters.

Please leave a message.

Vinnie!

Oh, God.

♪ There once was a place
with my little lovely ♪

♪ Whey, hey, h* ♪

♪ And I seek and I search,
and I know that I'll find it ♪

♪ Whey, hey, h* ♪

♪ I know the wind, she blows ♪

♪ I know the tides are low ♪

♪ But you'll find me at
the Whitepost ♪

♪ You'll find me
at the Whitepost ♪

McGuire.

It's DS Nikki Martel.

We're holding a woman who
pulled her friend

out of the water, Pearl Nolan,
found entangled in the anchor.

Where are you?

Uh, I'm on my way.
Uh, the road was closed,

I had to take a detour.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

What?

Move!

-Knob.

Good morning to you, too.

-What's your problem?
-Move back.

-Why don't you just go back,

and then we can both get past?

There's a passing point
right there.

Move back.

The sooner you move,
the sooner you can use your

government subsidies to milk
your cows and shag your sheep.

Okay, want to play it like that.

Hello?
Are you there?

Yeah.

Spot of bother, guv?

Nah, I'm good.

Always loved the countryside.

I want to know everything
about his financial situation.

I want to know...

I'm Stroud, he owes me money.

His contracts, what he owes,

who he owes,
and what he's got coming in.

Pearl Nolan?

-Sorry to keep you waiting.

I'm Chief Inspector
Mike McGuire.

Can I get you a coffee
or anything?

No thanks.
I've had enough for tonight.

Actually, it's morning
already, you know.

You'll get your watch and phone
back when you leave.

Good.

Well, can I go or what?

Soon.
Take a seat, please.

You knew him, um, Vinnie Rowe?

You went out to his boat.
Why?

I called him several times,
and he didn't answer.

I have explained this.

Don't you people communicate?

Alright, one more time then.

Your colleagues think it was
an accident, and I don't.

Okay.

You do hear of fishermen
who fall and get tangled up

in their nets and anchor
and drown, but he wouldn't.

I've known him my whole life.

Is that your theory, because
you know him, he can't drown?

-What do you think happened?
-I don't know.

I don't know what I'm still
doing here.

Sure you don't want a lawyer?

Wow.

You're even thicker
than the other one.

Vinnie delivers oysters
to my restaurant.

He didn't answer his phone.

I needed a batch
for the morning,

so I went out
to talk to him.

It really is quite
straight forward.

I don't think I need a lawyer
to explain that, do I?

Although, I can see you're
struggling to understand it.

So you didn't
speak with him?

What, the dead man whose lungs
were filled with water?

No, I didn't.

And then you moved the body
and drove the boat back to shore

instead of informing
the coast guard?

Well, I tried to pull him up
on to the boat. I couldn't...

I couldn't drop him back into
the sea, the boat was drifting.

He's got two small kids.

So, I drove the boat with his
body wrapped round the anchor.

I didn't know what else to do.

Okay.

Thank you for your time.

You can go.

Mum.

I am so sorry.

Are you okay?

Yeah. You?

Let's get you home.

-I'll open your restaurant.
-No.

You need to get some sleep.

No, no, I just want to have
a shower and get changed.

I'll wake up Charlie.
I can work.

He's awake. He's the one who
told me you were here.

It seems half the town knows.

Someone saw you in
the police car

coming back from the harbor.

Are you sure you're okay?

-Mm.

Yeah, I just...

Mum, seeing his face
come out the water.

ooh, I just kept remembering
his face from when I was little.

I know.

Come on.

I've been arrested loads
of times.

What was that then,
pro-ab*rtion or Falklands w*r?

There was many more than that.

I might as well have kept
my toothbrush

in that police station.

Protesting against
nuclear weapons,

against Vietnam, bra burning.

I threw eggs at Thatcher.

Twice.

The Bristol bus boycott.

at a Catholic Church march.

I couldn't have protested more
if I'd been a bloody

French farmer.

Mum? Nan?
Is that you?

Both of us.

-Hey.
-Hey.

What happened?
Are you all right?

Yeah.

So, what did the police say?

Nothing really.

They just -- they just wanted
to know what happened.

So, you saw him dead then?

Mm.

Jesus.

Poor Vinnie.

So, what, he fell and got caught
in the anchor chain?

Perhaps.

What about that bloke that
hired you to investigate Vinnie?

I didn't tell them about that.

What? How comes?

Not sure yet.

They're a bunch of idiots.

Yeah, well...

What's this? Manchester?

Yep!

Oh, that looks really big.

What?

I mean, it looks nice
but really big.

Nah, not really.

Only about 40,000 students.

McGuire.

Something wrong?

I'm bleaching my teeth, makes me
sound like a sh*t faced child.

What is it?

Right.

We've received the
preliminary forensics report.

Hi, Ruby.

Hello, Pearl.

Max was just helping.

Yeah, we just picked these up
from the market.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

Well, he was
a dear friend.

Thanks.

Is everything all right
with you and Max?

Ruby, you might
only work for me,

but I do worry
about you, you know.

Sorry. Uh...

You all right?

Look, I know it's been
a crappy day,

you know we can talk about it

if you want to
ask me what happened.

Have you had a falling out?

I'm all right.

Everything's fine, it's...

I'm fine.

-What's up with her?
-Oh, I don't know.

I think she's had
a falling out with Max.

She's been a bit distant lately,
hasn't she?

I thought you
were off today.

And you shouldn't be here,
so pass me the chives, will you?

Charlie showed me the prospectus
for his university.

Ignoring it won't make it
go away.

He's gonna move out
sooner or later.

Yeah, well, not today.

Have you considered
that this might be

the perfect opportunity
for you to live a little?

To fill the inevitable void
with something new.

Someone, even.

When was the last time
you went on a date?

Well, I'm a bit more
quality conscious than you.

Oh.

Quantity's more my thing.

Do you even remember
what a p*nis looks like?

You know what happens
to a wooden boat

when it's been out
of the water too long.

Which part of me are you
comparing to a wooden boat?

Sorry, I'm all right now.

Oh, hi, Dolly.
I thought you had the day off.

Do you want me to make you
some coffee?

No, I'm all right,
thanks.

What shall I do, Pearl?
Shall I start with the oysters?

What happened to you?
You left here like a zombie.

Uh, yeah, sorry, I just needed
to splash some water on me face

and have a Red Bull.

Must have worked.

Mm, must have.

All the hours I've sat here
and waited through storms,

terrified, for what?

All the times he promised me,
this time, this time

I'd turn things around.

So stupid.

Turn what around?

Vinnie was a dreamer, Pearl.

You heard his speech.

Working The Free Water,
laying new seeds.

It was Vinnie's big dream.

Not mine.

Three years living
hand to mouth.

When Vinnie worked for Matheson,
he worked seven hours a day,

he earned great money,
but he had to do it by himself.

He had to have his own boats.

His own oyster beds.

And I let him because I could
see how much it meant to him.

But now it means nothing.

Nothing but debt.

How much debt?

I don't know.

He went to the bank, but he
couldn't manage the repayments,

so he borrowed money
from this shady bloke

to cover the debt
and do the boat up.

Vinnie closed the door,
but I could still hear them

fighting outside.

Vinnie kept saying,
"Soon, soon, soon."

What sort of a mantra's
that when you've got kids?

Family?

Who -- who was he fighting with,
Connie?

The guy who lent him the money.

Stroud.

Afterwards, Vinnie acted
like nothing had happened.

Like he always did.

And now he's gone.

-Um...

Thanks for coming.

I've got...
I've got to check on the kids.

Oh, of course.

If you need anything.

Yeah.

I'm not
available right now.

Leave a message,
and I'll get back to you.

Hi, Mr. Stroud.
It's Pearl Nolan.

Can you call me back?

Hi there. Hi, Max.
Are you ready to order?

I'm off now, Mum, yeah.

-See you later.
-See ya.

Your son?

Yeah, it's Charlie.

Have you decided
what you want, Max?

Uh, uh, yeah, some oysters.

Definitely.
Um, you should try them, Mum.

Okay, rock or native?

Native, and I think
I just want like a...

Uh, give us a second
with the menu.

-Okay.
-Max told me about your friend.

My condolences.

Poor man.

If there is anything we can do.

Let me know when you're ready.

Life, such a fragile gift.

It doesn't do to dwell
on things and...

I think she's okay, Dad.

Sorry to interrupt.
I'll look after you.

Um, you've got a visitor.

It's the policeman from before.

Oh, okay.

Are you enjoying Whitstable
so far, Mr. McGuire?

No.

I'm not a big fan
of small towns.

Oh, why's that?

Because you have to talk
to people.

Well, I'm sorry
you have to be here.

Oh, well, life, eh?

The gift that keeps
on disappointing.

Nice beer though.

The, um, preliminary
investigation shows

that Vinnie Rowe's death
was most likely an accident.

Well, they're wrong.

I'm aware you think that,
so now you need to tell me why.

I'm a bit thick, remember?

Can we go outside?

A man came to see me yesterday,
said his name was Stroud.

He said that Vinnie
owed him money,

and he asked me to do a check
on Vinnie's finances.

And now I can't get hold of him.

And I saw Connie today,
Vinnie's partner,

and she said that she heard them
fighting outside the house.

And she'd been searching
through everything.

I mean, mortgage papers
and bank statements,

medical checks.

The whole place was upside down.

Well, maybe she wondered
how much they owed.

What, the first thing she did
after Vinnie's death?

Why would he do that?

Come to you to ask
for a background check.

Because I run a small business
that does that kind of thing.

A detective agency?

Yeah.

Alright, let me see
if I've got this right.

A man came here
to get his money back,

desperate enough
to hire a detective.

Later that evening,
the man who owed him money,

your friend, turns up dead
chained to an anchor,

and you didn't think it relevant
to tell the police?

Well, why would I, seeing as
you think it's an accident?

So you went out to his boat
to warn him?

-Yeah, I did.
-Okay.

Well, how about this.

We've spoken to everyone
who may've been in

the vicinity last night,
and right now,

you're the only person we can
place on that boat, Ms. Nolan.

Vinnie!

McGuire.

Look, I'm sorry that I didn't
tell you about Stroud,

but listen.

Vinnie had finished for the day.

He'd sorted his catch
and boxed up the oysters.

He couldn't have done that
if he hadn't already been

at anchor, or the boat
would have gone adrift.

Don't understand.

The anchor was down.

Vinnie couldn't have
sorted his oysters

unless he'd already
dropped it.

He couldn't have got tangled up

in the anchor chain
and dragged overboard.

This isn't an accident.

And there's -- there is
something more,

something missing.

Something I'm not getting.

Thank you, Ms Nolan.

Where the hell are you?
I'm not clearing up on me own.

Sorry.
I'm coming back now.

I've been waiting for you.

Hello, Tina.

Don't keep spare keys
in the flower pot, Pearl.

I borrowed some wine.

What you doing here?

Well, my husband's dead.

Your ex-husband.

Our divorce
was never finalized.

I don't know who was supposed
to send the papers in.

They say he got caught
in the anchor chain.

Well, there's different opinions
about that.

What did the police say?

What did Stroud want with you?

Do you know Stroud?

He used to be nice.

Then he changed.

What you really
doing here, Tina?

It's my fault.

Vinnie.

I convinced Stroud to invest
in Vinnie's project,

and then he found out
we were still married.

Kept screaming at me
that I used him.

Now I can't find him anywhere.

I saw your name scribbled
on a notepad,

so I came here.

And now Vinnie's dead.

Why you telling me all this?

Because I'm not a big fan
of the police.

Well, do you think
Stroud's capable of m*rder?

Yeah.

Right.

Then go and see him now.

How's Connie?

Well, she's got two young kids
and her partner just died.

So how do you think she is?

Well, at least she won't
struggle financially.

Vinnie always paid
his life insurance,

even when he was broke.

Never made a mistake
in your life, have you, Pearl?

Okay, no problem, thanks.

Bye.

Hello?
-Oh, hi.

It's Pearl Nolan
from the Whitstable Pearl.

Hi, Pearl.
-Oh, hey, Jo,

I don't know
if you could help me.

Um, I'm looking for a bloke.
He ordered some food,

but he didn't give me
his room number.

His name's Stroud.

Uh, he's in room 221.

Lovely. Thank you.

Delivery.

Hello? Mr. Stroud?

Hello?

Mr. Stroud?

Hello?

Two bodies in three days.

In a town this size.
And you found them both.

Huh.

You don't think that was
an accident, do you?

'Cause he doesn't strike me
as a Michael Hutchence

sort of bloke.

No? Too soon?

All right, let me hear it.

Well, Vinnie owed Stroud money,

Stroud's desperate
to get it back,

so he threatens Connie,
which explains

why she's got
all that paperwork out

'cause she's looking
for Vinnie's loan,

and then she finds
Vinnie's life insurance,

and then she realizes Stroud's
gonna come back for that.

So you're saying
a small town housewife

suddenly hires a k*ller?

Or are you saying that
a 5'5" woman k*lled

and then lifted that man up
on to the door and hanged him?

Okay.

Okay, well, Stroud's only
in this town

because of Vinnie,
and now they're both dead,

so that isn't
a coincidence, is it?

I mean, I don't know,
maybe Stroud threatened her kids

or something.

Connie thinks
Stroud k*lled Vinnie,

so she's desperate, okay,
and she's unbalanced,

and she can't see a way out.

So she finds someone
to help her solve the problem.

Why would Connie tell you
about Vinnie's fight with Stroud

if she was already planning
to have him k*lled?

I don't know.

I mean, Tina...

Tina, she's Vinnie's ex, right?

She's the one that told me
about the life insurance.

She came to see me last night.

She thinks it's her fault
that Stroud k*lled Vinnie.

She was seeing him.

She dumped him
before he turned up here.

I said to her, "Do you reckon
he's capable of m*rder?"

And she said yes.

-That's Tina Rowe, right?
-Yeah.

Where is she now?

I don't know.
I -- I gave her your card.

Why didn't you tell me
that you used to be police?

Because it was a long time ago.
It was another life.

What happened?

I was too young.

I -- I got pregnant,
and the bloke

I got pregnant with turned out
to be a bit of a prick.

Can I go?

Did you see the binoculars?

You should check that he asked
for that room

because from the window, you can
see right to where Vinnie died.

How do you do this?

How do you see sh*t
like that day in, day out?

I don't know that guy up there.

To me, he's just one less person
in the world.

Guv.

Have you found Tina Rowe?

No.
No, we haven't yet.

Right, keep looking.

Yeah, will do.

Alright?

Taught my son to swim here.

You got kids?

No.

You married?

Did you, um, want something?
Or...

I just saw Connie
with Frank Matheson,

Vinnie's old boss,
coming out of a lawyer's office.

They're having an affair.

Go on.

Well, she didn't need
to hire a k*ller.

I mean, Matheson was angry with
Vinnie for leaving his company,

so Vinnie was worth more
to both of them dead.

Maybe.

Or maybe they got Stroud
to do it?

Said they'd pay him what's owed
out of the life insurance,

and then maybe he wanted more
and Matheson k*lled him.

Either way,
it's not an accident.

Connie and Matheson
have been seeing each other

for a little over a year,

and Matheson has
a conviction for GBH.

When he was in his late 20s,
he had a fight

with a fellow fisherman
over a lobster contract,

beat him into a coma
with a crowbar

and left him in a ditch
with a foot-long live lobster

down his crutch.

You can bet that guy
doesn't have kids either.

And Tina Rowe's gone missing.

Ruby, are you okay?

Well?

Yeah, I'm, uh...

I didn't...

I'm fine.

Thank you.

Thank you everyone
for being here.

It's lovely to see you again.

So, our conceptual basis
for the redesign of Red Sands

is to create a hotel
unlike any other in the world.

For those of you who don't
know him, this is my son Max.

And who better to inform you
about the future

than the man who is
this company's future?

Thank you.

Um, uh, we're building
for everything,

uh, seminars,
music events, and water sports.

And there's a --
there's a panoramic,

uh, uh, glass wall
that looks out beyond the sea

to, uh, Europe and --
and beyond to the town.

The tourism industry in
Whitstable needs some, uh...

I didn't know it was you
who found both of them.

The bodies.

Are you sure you should be here?

You shouldn't have to work
after going through something

so traumatic.

Yeah, it's better
to be busy actually.

Poor Vinnie.

Yeah, poor Vinnie.

Is that what you were thinking

while you were
shagging his wife?

Thank you very much.

Thank you so much.

The food was brilliant.
Everybody loved it.

Well, I'm glad.

Is there anything else
I can help you with?

Uh, no, no.

Max!

Hi.

Pearl,
there's a situation here.

I need you to come
to the hospital.

It's about Ruby Williams.

Okay.

Hi. Can I see Ruby Williams?

-Ruby Williams?
-Yeah.

Pearl.

Where is she?

Listen, was she at work
with you today?

Yeah.
She was all over the place.

She was with me at the Azarov's.

She was arguing with Max.
What's happened to her?

Well, she had a high
concentration of amphetamines

in her blood for one.

What caused her
to collapse was the opiates.

Can we come in?

How is she?

She's stable.

We'll keep her in overnight,
but she's gonna be fine.

Oh, thank God.

Thank you.

Ruby.

Mike?

She wouldn't do that to herself.

I took her for a tetanus once,
she passed out.

Is this another one of your,

"I know her so she
couldn't have done it"?

We don't know people as well
as we think we do, Pearl.

I'm gonna go and find Tina Rowe.

You stay here.

Vinnie!

Hi. Can I speak
to Ruby Williams, please?

She discharged
herself this morning.

Hello?

Ruby, why would you
discharge yourself?

-Pearl.
-I'm at your house.

Ruby, where are you?

Down by The Neptune.

Okay, stay there.
I'm coming down.

-Why?
-No, listen, Ruby.

-Look, I've got to go.
-Ruby!

This is DCI McGuire.
Please leave a message.

It's Max. Max Azarov.

I remembered what it was that
I couldn't piece together.

Its Vinnie's boat.

There was a scratch in the paint

at the stern
as I climbed on board.

Ruby didn't take those drugs.
He forced her.

She's at The Old Neptune.
I'm on my way there now.

Ruby.

I know Max k*lled Vinnie.

Was you there?
Did you see it?

Is that why he gave you
the drugs, to scare you?

Max called me from the pier.

He was crying.

When he came to my place,

he had blood all on his clothes,
and there was...

He couldn't go home,
and I couldn't...

I just -- I just let him stay

so he could shower
and then get new clothes.

Why did he k*ll Vinnie?

Red Sands Fort.

He picks the drugs up
at Red Sands.

Someone leaves the packages
there, and he --

he takes it ashore,
and he sells.

Why?

Why -- why would a rich kid
like that need to do that?

Max has nothing!

His father has everything.
You'll never understand.

He doesn't want anything
from his father.

He -- he hates him.

Max went out on the jet ski,
but he just misjudged the tide.

Vinnie came to rescue Max.

He was threatening to call
the coast guard

if he didn't come aboard
the boat, and Max,

he had the bags in his hands.

He didn't mean it.

He was just scared.

I don't know how
to make it go away.

I know, I know.

I know, darling.

I know.
It's not your fault.

-Max, get off.
-Told you not to say anything.

Max. Max!

Max, get off!

Get off!

No, Max, stop!

I'm so sorry, Pearl.

-I'm so sorry.

You all right?
You all right?

Right, Max Azarov,
you're under arrest

for the m*rder of Vinnie Rowe.

No, no, no, no, no.
It's me you want.

He's just a child.

It's me!

Stroud.
Did you k*ll Stroud?

Azarov, Stroud?

He saw Max on the boat.

He tried to blackmail us.

Hang my son out as a m*rder*r.

Wanted us to pay
what the fisherman owed him.

So what else could I do?

What Max did was an accident.

He slipped and fell -- it...

Azarov, let go of your son.

It was an accident.
He's a good boy.

Let go of him!

Please!

How you doing, all right?

Suppose you'll be going back
to London now,

won't you,
Mr. Big Shot Detective?

I wish.

Nah, I figured I'd stay
around a bit longer.

Why?

I don't know where to find
oyster stout in London.

What have you done
to your teeth?

Have you bleached them?

What?

Are you going for
the Jurgen Klopp look?

Is it just me, or have you
softened a little bit

since you've been here?

It's just you.

Still not a fan
of small towns then?

Whenever someone says hi
when they pass me in the street,

I feel like punching them
in the face.

Well,
I'll take that as a no.

Mum?

I better go, but I'll see you
around then, will I?

I suppose.
If you're not leaving, I mean.

I know a seafood place
up the road that does

a good oyster stout.

I'll check it out some time.

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