05x04 - Ghostwriter

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Yeah.

Live from Cambridge University, it's the


your host, Miss Juliet Carrisford.

A warm welcome to everyone. This
splendid.

Mom, the 27 Sterling Pen Awards for

literature tonight. You okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine. You know, things being.

Yes. Oh, thank you.

Oh, you're not back on these.
Well, you weren't here to boss me

around. Mom, you combat agrophobia with
therapy, not pills.

The Benjamin substantial.

This is why you were so keen to have me
around.

Well, how often do we get to spend time
together? Just the two of us.

It's not just the two of us, is it?
You front runner.

And this year's Sterling Pen Award for
best crime novel goes to

an individual winner of former life was
a Cambridge professor of criminology.

Yes. Unhappy birthday Amos Mccle.

Well done old friend.

Okay.

Well, expected to uh to be in such
company. I can only say I am not worthy

but truly grateful.
I don't know how you can watch this.

Thanks to
He's the reason you can't go out.

No, that's nonsense, darling. And above
all for putting up with me to my family.

You're welcome.
Couldn't mention you by name or me.

You stole my life. You're a disgrace.
You're a liar. You're a thief. You're a

liar. My god, it's Tom.

You're a disgrace. You're a disgrace. Mle.

Ladies and gentlemen, my number one fan,
master criminal Tom Evans.

Living proof. Never drink on an empty
head.

Well done, Dad. Poke the bear.

Heat.

Heat.

Oh my god.

Key in your choice of exposure
between 1 and 10. Estimate your anxiety

level.
You have selected seven. You now have 5

seconds to proceed

between 1 and 10. Now key in your actual
anxiety experience.

Four. I am proud of you. Insufferable.

Let's try this again tomorrow.

Right. So, this is Hamish Mlan hit by a
car and k*lled last night. The accident,

assuming it was, happened right outside
his house. CCTV. Oh, the irony. A

campaign to ban CCTV in the neighborhood
was led by guess who. So, we haven't got

a make, model, or license plate of the
car that k*lled him. We do, however,

have a person of interest.

Oh, that's Tom Evans. He did 5 years in
prison for aggravated burglary, and he

was released when it came to light that
evidence that backed his alibi hadn't

been made available to his defense.
Hello.

On purpose?
Evans had a reputation. I think somebody

thought they were doing the public a
favor.

Okay. Okay. He's in custody.
Okay. Shall we?

Yeah.
Two years ago, Hamish Mlan published a

novel based on your case, bestseller,

but he didn't pay you. He didn't even
give you a credit.

And then there he is. He's on stage
having a pop. Everybody's laughing.

Two hours later, he's knocked down by a
car and k*lled.

Could you tell us where your car is?


address.

Oh, you really think I k*lled Amos Mlan?
Please answer the question.

Yeah, I left it where I always leave it,
right outside my house. And when I got

home last night, it wasn't there.

We should take another run at him in an
hour.

No, let him stew. Prioritize finding the
car. Get that. We've got him.

Okay.

I have prepared a mushroom ratoto. Oh.

Oh. Should we have a Oh, yes. Um.

The app's working well then.
Yes. Uh exposure therapy. He tells me I

am making progress.
He You do know it's a bot.

Well, uh it helps to personalize it. I um

I gave it a male name.
Why not a female?

Because we are discussing things of a
delicate nature.

Oh. Such as Oh,

you can tell your male fantasy bot. You
can tell me.

Today I inputed
um occasional complications with regard

to what one might refer to as physicality.

I also

mentioned our recent um case.

Yes, not exactly recent



He will it suggested we might wish to
experiment with other forms of

fertility.

I could give you a massage.

The risotto requires my attention. So,
lucky old risotto.

You can get your eye so you made your
bed keeper about it.

This is all right, isn't it? Yeah.

What?

And remember when we met?

Yeah, the pub. Yeah.

What were you doing there? Fate.

Seriously?

Um,

spirits half price. Why are you asking?

And my boss wanted to know.
Your boss?

Well, yeah, cuz your dad. I mean,
Dan, your boss has no idea about me or

my dad.
It's easy to judge when you don't know

what people have been through.
Well, tell me.

Okay, here's one.

My dad's 6 years old.
His mom walks out gone.

It's just him and Wesley the whole
summer. Wes is eight.

Social services put them in different
care homes.

No contact for 9 years.
Oh, what happened to the mother?

She didn't want to know.
My dad never saw her again.

Babe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I just um
It's all right.

Sorry. It's okay.

You can have all my chocolate sprinkles.
Yeah. And all my pudding.

I meant to ask actually. Did you did you
know Haish Mlan?

Oh
Um yes. I mean there was a time I would

have gone so far as to call us friends.
Um my first year as a lecturer he and

his wife were ex extremely supportive.
Oh I'm sorry.

He left the department right. Um we lost
touch.

I did actually watch the awards show
and then this morning the news of his

death.
Quite a few fans in my my book club.

Well, we assume it all will always be
open and then

without warning it closes forever.

You know, his wife might appreciate a
visit.

We connect, show support

maybe. Yeah.

Why should it take a death to bring old
friends together?

Indeed, I've been most remiss.

You still take it back? I do.

Um, this is uh not as I remember it.

Oh, yes. Hish had Grace painted out and
replaced with his dog.

They argued over her choice of
boyfriend, Tom Evans. Grace went out

with him to annoy Hamish and Oh, it
certainly worked.

Shall we change the subject? Um, I
believe you've been working with the

police.
Yes, they have taken Tom Evans into

custody. Oh, good.

Oh,
you know, we endured months of Evans

threatening us, demanding money, but I

I never dreamed it would end like this.

The novel that drew on Evans
experiences. That was some years ago.

Well, Hamish's publisher sold the film
rights and Evans wanted his share.

I won't feel safe till he's locked away

or for good this time.

Okay, clock's ticking on Evans. What
have we got? Okay, so we know that

Hamish Mlan left the awards ceremony by
night bus. Footage from that bus shows

that he arrives at his street, Cleveland
Row, at 1:15 a.m. As we know, Cleveland.

Row, no CCTV. However, there is CCTV
here, here, here, and here. So, if we're

assuming that the car that hit Hamish
left Cleveland Row, it would have shown

up on one of these, but it wasn't.
But uniform have searched Cleveland row.

Yeah. Well, not well enough because a
car doesn't just disappear.

Okay, you take four officers. Don't come
back till we found it.

Oh, happily. Uh, dear Winters,

did you get a chance to talk to your
friend? What she was doing in an old

man's pub. Yeah. Um like to bargain went
in for the halfp price spirits. Anything

else? No.

Okay. Thanks.

Oh, the Salvation Army are coming to
pick them up.

Hard to imagine Hamish in that.
Oh, that's mine. Never worn. Grace

bought it for me. Made me hang it there.
An incentive to get better.

Is it serving its purpose?
It just reminds me I'm a woman with

long-term agrophobia.

And do you still have your me time on
the roof

every day at two?

Hish didn't deserve to die like that.
Promise me you'll get a conviction.

You know I cannot in good faith make
that promise.

Just do your best. That's all I ask.

You stole my life. You have faith and
you're a liar. You're disgust.

Thank you. You're welcome.

That place has been empty for years,
love.

Thanks.
The my number one fan and master

criminal Tom Evans. Living proof. You
should never drink on an empty head.

I've had news from forensics. The dent
on the bonnet of Tom Evans's car is

consistent with hitting a pedestrian
between speeds of 40 to 50 mph.

Also, fibers matching the type of jacket
Hamish was wearing was found on the

windcreen wipers. Right.

Good.

We got the a*mo. Finish it off.
Thanks, Mom.

Thanks, Mom. Reversa, good timing.

I think you got home, drove to Hamish
Mlan's, and waited.

Yeah, you should be a writer, mate. You
got a gift for fiction.

How do you account for the damage done
to the bonnet of your car?

The car had been stolen.
Oh, yeah. Stolen and then hidden in a

garage. We found fibers from Hamish
Mlan's jacket on your car.

So, you have a motive, opportunity,
and no alibi.

Or stitched up. It happens.

Okay. Opinions. Do we have enough
evidence to charge him?

We've got a motive, strong forensics,
threatening behavior.

Yeah, I think we've got enough.
The fiber evidence is strong if

forensics can prove it came from the
actual jacket worn by Hamish Mlan.

Oh, that's going to take some time.
Tom Evans profile is not that of a

pretaturally violent man.
That's not what I heard. An assessment

by the prison psychiatric team
recommended a move to an open facility.

There was nothing in their report to
suggest that Tom Evans was a danger to

others. In my opinion, Tom Evans should
be released with immediate effect.

Why am I here if not for my insight?

If the professor's right and Evans had
nothing to do with this, he could sue us

for wrongful arrest.
Just like his car was used to k*ll Amos.

Mlan.

What if somebody else used the car? Cuz
that's a win-win. Mlan's dead. Evans has

been arrested. Victimized again.
I'm sorry. Who's he working with?

Mom, since we're not like 100% on Tom
Evans, I was looking at some

alternatives. Okay.

So, two years ago, Tom Evans's car gets
pulled over, drivers way over the limit,

and gets an 18-month ban. Grace Mlan
spoke to the professor. He's a family

friend. Turns out that Tom and Grace
were a thing for a bit.

I'm just wondering if there's a world
where they've planned this together.

Find some evidence first.

Wasn't a known.

I want the immediate release of my
client. You probably don't need

reminding that my client was a victim of
an egregious miscarriage of justice.

Oh, it's all we talk about.
His arrest is attracting widespread

media attention.
With Tom's history and the fact you're

investigating the m*rder of a well-known
writer, you need to tread carefully. The


want a man already traumatized from

wrongful incarceration, spending another
three nights in a cell because you

managed to convince some Cretaceous era
magistrate that you have a case. You

can't prove my client drove that car.
And as I'm sure you're aware, the fibers

match the type of jacket worn by MLAN.
Similar particles can be recovered from

any car in the country.
Slightly overplaying your hand there.

Well, if you think you can prove that in
court, crack on. I'll tell my client to

look forward to another sixf figure
payout. Shall I?

Professor, quick question. How sure are
you that Tom Evans didn't do it?

Unequivocally sure. No room for doubt.

None whatsoever. Do you plan to release
him?

Yeah. Thanks.

Thank you.

Come.
You are pursuing a second lead in Hamish.

Mlan case. Yes.

What do you have?
Emily McClean. I spoke to her. Her and

her husband had separate wills. Turns
out that her husband had written Grace

out of his
because of Grace's affair with Tom

Evans. Yeah. And the best part about it,

Grace knew that she would not be picked
up on the CCTV

outside her parents house. Her father
also replaced her with a dog. Should you

require further motive? A dog?

I've left hand.
What do you mean he replaced her with a

dog in a family portrait?

So, Grace had means, motive, and
opportunity.

Those facts are indisputable.
Do you really think she would k*ll her

own dad? I think you should follow your

instincts.

Okay. Thanks.

Mhm. Gwami come in.

This is Chester. Chester Vas. Thanks.

Do you know that your daughter's dating
in one of my offices?

Yeah. How'd you feel about it?

What's that expression? Over the moon.
That's how I feel. In fact, my whole

family is doing cartwheels.

I just hope he's not one of the ones we
keep hearing about.

And which ones are those?
The corrupt, the violent,

ones that are easy to bribe.
DS Winters has an exemplary record.

And what about the ones who put a man
with a heart condition in a choke hold?

There was a full inquiry, Mr. Vas, as
you well know.

Witnesses heard him shouting.
I can't breathe.

Witnesses lied. Nobody touched your
brother.

Was it you with a choke old

or were you just part of the cover up?

We're done here.

Tell Danny boy. Thanks for the advice.
What advice?

What advice?

The police have Grace in custody and
they've released Tom Evans. I mean, what

on earth is going on?
They are pursuing a number of avenues.

I have to talk to her.
Well, that would not be possible while

she's in custody.
Well, I'll call her solicitor. These

things are never charged when you need
them. Excuse me.

How was your relationship with your
father?

Um, my father and I had our differences.

I watched him turn into a drunken,
aggressive bully.

Like he undermined my mother so much
that she was

physically unable to leave the house.
Do you recognize this house?

No. Belongs to an elderly woman. Um Etna
Hy. Your mother said that you used to do

the shopping for her.
Oh, I didn't know her name.

Are you and Tom Evans together?
No, that was over years ago.

When you arrived here, you deposited
your property at the custody desk.

That's your stuff. Yeah. Can you
identify the keys?

Um,
yeah, my that's my house key and uh my

car key. What about that one?

Um, I don't know. I think you do.

We checked it with the m*rder weapon.
The m*rder weapon.

Tom Evans's car.
Why do you have a key to his car?

Um,
that could have been in my bag since we

split up. That proves nothing.

Listen to me, Tom.

Go to the edge of the roof.
Good. Very good.

Don't do it, mate. Don't do it.
Come on, son. Don't be shy. Now listen

to me very carefully. Excuse me.

I want you. What are you doing here?

Sir,

Tom.

Wait, wait. No.

One of the students said he fell
backwards. He did. Odd way to do it. And

why here? Someone could have been badly
hurt.

Someone was.
Oh, yes. Utterly appalling all of it.

It looks as if they're coming for you,
Jasper.

I believe you are correct.
Professor Jasper Tempest, I'm placing

you under arrest in connection with the
suspicious death of Tom Evans. Is the

use of handcuffs have the reasonable or
necessary?

You don't have to say anything, but it
may harm me defense if you do not

mention something to Mary Line and call.
Oh, have this man is an eminent

professor. Eminent.

I made a mental note of your number.
Unwarranted use of force.

What's he done this time?
I have no idea.

That's Tom Evans. Looks like you pushed
him.

What? He's dead and the professor's in

custody.

What do you want us to interview him?
No. Sterile corridors on this. I've

passed it on and this ended in a DCI.
If I want to m*rder Tom Evans, I'm not

going to do it where I can be filmed, am
I?

I called the university. The CCTV was
only installed a month ago.

Well, she didn't know.
I don't know. What I do know is that I

released Tom Evans on the advice of the
professor, and Evans m*rder*d Hamish,

his former colleague and friend. So,
that's motive.

Exactly. DCI Becca.

Uh, DCI Gwami. This is my team. Hi.
Hi. Hi.

I've been informed about your
connections to Professor Tempest.

You're accused from the investigation.
All of you.

Professor Tempest,
you stood trial for discharging an

unlicensed shotgun in this very police
station.

The case was dismissed.
Got a history of taking the law into

your own hands.

You recently lost your mother. Yes.

First your mother,
then your friend. What was it Freud said

about grieving?

He said that it involves a departure
from the normal attitude to life.

Not a huge fan of Freud, but he got that
right.

Want

to see me? Close the door.

I had a chat with Chester Vas today.
Right. Tell me you didn't advise him to

drive an anonymous car and to lose the
personalized plates.

Um,
Leon said her dad kept getting pulled

over and um, Dan,

if I put that on your record, you'll
spend every interview for the rest of

your career trying to explain it and
you'll never get out of that office.

Sorry, Mom. It won't happen again.
Where's this all going to end?

Okay,

I'm checking out reviews.
Steak house sounds decent.

I need to talk.

Your dad spoke to my boss.
I remember you said he kept getting

pulled over.
Yeah. And you said tell him to get a

family.
It was a throwaway comment between us.

Like you and me. Why would you tell your
dad?

I'm sorry. I I I didn't think.
Yeah. Well, now I'm being told that

career-wise I've gone as far as I'm
going to go.

He knew what he was doing. He's not
getting away with that.

What are you going to say to him?
I don't know. But if I don't put a stop

to it now, he'll keep doing it. I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I have had the most dreadful day.

The board, I'm afraid to say, is gunning
for Jasper.

Tall Poppy syndrome. His brilliance
exposes their mediocrity. My worry is

that their lack of support will drive
him to the United States.

American universities are big game
hunters academically speaking and Jasper

is a prize quarry. Jasper in America.

He wouldn't do that.
I don't know. He might

that would mean leaving Helena. You have
to talk to the board. Make them see

reason. Ah, there is one other slight
problem and something I perhaps I should

have mentioned earlier. What?

Your nephew Jasper. And there's no
gracious way to frame this.

What? For God's sake.
He's been arrested for m*rder.

What?

Ah, should perhaps have led with that.

It'll keep him in the country. Would

you rather be in the cell.
I would rather be at home.

They're brand new sheets and pillows.
Don't go a wall. And for God's sakes,

don't tell anyone I did this. I'm
risking my job here.

I have not yet had my phone call.
Oh. Well, who's your lawyer?

I wish to speak with Dr. Goldberg.

Because otherwise, you know, we've just
got to.

Jasper.

You succeeded.
Yeah, but not exactly maximum security.

Anyway, my book group came through for
me.

You've read these?
No, but I was there when one of them was

disgusted and the general consensus
seemed to be that.

Yeah. This was his best.
Happy birthday. Unhappy birthday.

Yes. So, what you told me about Tom
Evans on the on the roof

falling?
Yeah. Yeah. But before that, you said he

seemed to be in a stuper. Indeed.

Yeah. Well, that reminded me of
something that the group had been

talking about because the victim in this
is also in a stuper and he dies because

he can't stop eating his own birthday
cake.

And this won an award.
Yeah, but that's not the point.

He dies because he can't stop eating his
own birthday cake.

Jasper, look. Just read it.

Morning.

Liz. Morning.

Morning. I've got some good news.

Did you know that the Uni b*mber was
convicted on the basis of forensic

linguistics? You haven't slept, have you?

Each of his messages created a unique
linguistic fingerprint,

including, ironically enough, a
misspelling of the word clue.

Professor, you've been granted bail.
There were two eyewitnesses in the

building opposite who both said they saw
you were trying to save Evans.

As I told you,
where did all this come from?

No, actually, don't tell me. I don't
want to know. I've got enough going on.

I am close to a solution. However, I
need to see a toxicology report on Tom

Evans. It's not in yet. The lab opens at 8.

Why?
Each of these contains a motive for

m*rder. Well, they are crime novels.

The m*rder of Hamish Mlan.

Come on, the forensics lab. Why must
they compound the t*rture of being

placed on hold by inflicting owed to
Hello, Professor Jasper Tempest, I

urgently need to have sight of the
postmortem report for one Thomas Evans.

Jasper, the law faculty board owed to
Joy.

Yes. At risk of adding insult to injury,
the faculty board has suspended you from

teaching until further notice. Your
exploits are drawing too much negative

attention.
You will have a chance to explain

yourself this afternoon. Well, the board
shall have to wait.

Just by
I have no time to waste. Someone went to

a great deal of trouble to frame me for
the m*rder of Tom Evans. Now that I have

been released, they're going to try
again to frame you.

No, of course

you're correct.
They're not going to frame me.

Much simpler to m*rder me. But you seem
inordinately pleased at the prospect of

your own dispatch. I am since it affords
a solution that is efficient, effective

and elegant.

GCI Gwami, this is Professor Jasper
Tempest. No, I am not jogging. I am

merely walking at speed. I am calling to
request your assistance.

What does this assistance entail?
What is Fiser's dig mean?

A DCI Gwami
when she called to tell me you'd been

released. What's that all about?

A misunderstanding. No cause for
concern.

She also said you're close to naming
Hamish's k*ller.

We are lacking one crucial piece of
evidence.

Can you tell me? I'm sure you can
appreciate. I cannot risk prejudicing

the case.
Yeah, you're like Hamish. Keep them in

suspense till the end. The end of a
novel is like the final bars for great

symphony.
Take a seat. Kettle's just boiled.

You were too principled to promise me
you'd catch them,

but I knew you would.
I have not caught them yet.

You will.

Would you like a biscuit with that?
No, thank you.

What helps the digestive system?

You always were so adept at taking care
of me.

Oh.

Nice cup of tea.
Does wonders to ease the stress of the

day. I always say you can think so much

better of a cup of gray.

Just keep walking.

Jasper,
you know I have always looked after you.

Walk to the edge of the roof.

There's a small parapet.
I want you to stand on it.

I need you to stand on the parapet.
Can you do that?

Yes.

Now, Jasper,
you know I've always looked after you.

Just one more step
and merge with the beautiful clear blue

air.

Just step back.

You said that wouldn't happen. Professor.

Professor.

Professor.

Emily Mlan, you are under arrest for the
murders of Tom Evans and Hamish Mlan and

for the attempted m*rder of Professor
Jasper Tempest.

Can I just remind you that my client
until yesterday had not left her house

for 10 years.
Medication's working well then, in it.

Why was it deemed necessary to detain an
elderly lady overnight?

Our forensic linguistics team had a lot
of reading to get through.

The style of this novel is radically
different from your husband's previous

work. Yeah. Success began with the fifth

novel. That's the one about Tom Evans's
wrongful imprisonment. Styometric

analysis of your letters show that you
wrote those novels.

This is all circumstantial. We need a
confession.

How did it feel
to have written four really successful

novels and have your husband just take
all the credit for them?

Thank you. Wow. So unexpected
to be in such company.

I mean, this one saw for a major award

and you're just sat there watching
Hamish lap up all the applause. He

didn't even give you a mention.
Ghosted his ghost writer.

He'd promised you, didn't he?
Promised you that you would finally get

the credit that you deserve.
That's why you invited Grace

to hear him say it, but he didn't.
Couldn't mention you by name or me.

I've had enough.
We found traces of the drug Scapolamine

in Tom Evans's system.
It causes people to become extremely

suggestible. It's been used to commit
robbery and to k*ll.

Tom, no.

You knew about that. You researched it
for this novel.

We also found traces of the drug in the
tea that you gave Professor Tempest.

You were too principled to promise me
you'd catch them,

but I knew you would.
I have not caught them yet.

You will.

Why didn't you just tell people that you
wrote the books?

Because my husband made it very clear
how easy it would be to turn me into a

laughingstock.

The delusional depressive wife locked
away in the attic.

And yes, he promised if he won he'd
credit me.

And I wanted so badly for Grace to hear
him finally say,

to finally say that I had some worth.

It's very clever plot to k*ll your husband.

Not clever enough.

What was it that made you think it was
her?

Her jacket.
There was a pressure mark on the

shoulder. She said that she had never
worn it.

I hoped that it had not been caused by a
seat belt reacting to sudden impact.

Like when she ran over her husband,

they welcomed me into their home. The
warmth between them. It was um

something new to me.

What happened?
You're the psychologist.

Should we um

normally? Yes. But not here.

It's not about location.
It's about this which my ex sent me

out of the blue.

Perhaps I should have mentioned this.

Let me just get this straight. The
forensic medical examiner injected you

with with what?
Phyto stigmine, the antidote to

colony. Yes, I I got that bit. But what
I didn't get is why you came so close to

walking off a roof.
Well, I can only assume I was pied with

a stronger dose.
And this insane risk. You didn't think

to mention it to me. It was perfectly safe.

It was not perfectly safe. Jasper, for
God's sake, you almost died. DCI Gowami

was
You wouldn't even know about Scapalami

if it hadn't been for me. We're supposed
to be partners. We're supposed to be a

team. Why? Why did Emily Mlan k*ll her

husband? Well, because he failed

because she felt invisible. Your work at
the police station comes before me. Your

work at the university comes before me.
Everything before me.

I have been suspended. Suspended?

Yes. Oh,
the board believes my antics are

starting to outweigh my value. I mean,

every time I think we've made a bit of
progress, we just

slide right back to the start.

Well, we don't

have to be here.
I mean, you did tell me that you'd had

offers
in Boston, uh, John Adams University.

I taught two semesters at Lindbeck
College in Massachusetts.

They they did say they'd welcome me back
anytime.

A fresh start. Give ourselves a chance.

The reason that I came here was to thank
you for your help.

Oh, good.

That must have been hard.
You solved the case.

Oh, come on. I helped.
Let's not get carried away.

Should we try again?

Have you ever been to Boston? No,
but my reasons for remaining in

Cambridge have gone.

Is this actually happening? Yes.

I cannot wait to show you around
the harbor, the Beacon Hill, the trees

tomorrow. Just so beautiful.