Professor Greville?
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
I'm going back to the faculty.
And don't just stand there, get back to rehearsal, you need it.
It's like listening to a cat,
vomiting.
Helen?
Helen!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, someone help, please! Someone help!
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OK, that's lunch.
That was good.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Hi. - Hello.
You look nice.
Thank you. You look sweaty.
Yeah, we were proper going for it.
Hey, you're Patience, right?
Yes, hello.
Patience Evans.
Hello, Patience Evans.
- This is Violet, Chuong and Rami. - Hey.
Are you coming to our gig on Friday?
- I'm... I didn't... I'm not... - It doesn't matter.
It's just in a crappy pub.
- Oi, it's our only booking. - True.
OK, let's shoot. Have a nice lunch, you two.
- Bye. - Bye. - See you.
Sorry, gigs aren't really my thing.
No, no, don't worry, it's fine.
So, lunch.
I wasn't sure what you'd fancy
but I booked us a place in the Shambles.
I...
Oh, you are kidding me.
I'm really sorry about this.
- We'll get lunch another time, yeah? - Yeah.
- Yeah. All right, bye. - Bye.
Ah, Miss Evans, you're here too.
Come on then.
I'm not sure I'm supposed to be...
here.
Well, that's a bust.
Sorry, I dragged you in for nothing.
- Oh, nothing? - Yeah, it was an accident.
Clearly the woman tripped,
fell, and fractured her occipital bone.
She'd have died the minute she hit the ground.
The minute she hit the ground? Are you sure?
Absolutely.
There's a temporal fracture at the base of her skull.
Look, there's bleeding from her ear.
No.
Sorry?
No, the bleeding wasn't from the fracture,
that must've happened earlier.
What makes you think that?
Well, look, the blood on her left hand.
She wouldn't have been able to touch her ear
if she died before the fall.
Interesting hypothesis.
Sorry, I just... I've got to go.
So, what have we got here?
Well, at first glance, one might think it was an accident,
but another convincing possibility is that
the victim was dead before the fall.
Can you think of anyone who might want to hurt Helen?
No-one.
No, no, everyone liked her.
And you were both music students, yeah?
Nice place to practise.
A lot of the students rehearse here.
Especially when we've got a big concert or something.
Oh, Vanessa.
I am so sorry.
I would've come sooner, I got stuck at the doctor's.
DI Monroe, City of York Police.
This is DS Hunter.
You are?
Bernie Hudson.
I'm Vanessa's pastoral supervisor.
And my unofficial therapist.
Can be tough on our students.
They work very hard.
Yeah, I guess it's pretty competitive.
Oh, it's not easy on these kids.
You have to really want it.
So, can you access it all here?
Yeah, I get all the rehearsal recordings.
So, what, are you police?
That's where I work, yeah.
Got it.
Here we go.
Oh, yeah.
Wait, stop, can you...
- Sorry, can you rewind that please? - Why?
Well, I heard some talking under the music.
I don't think so.
Yeah, there. There.
Can you isolate that, please?
It's not easy, there are 42 mics.
I'll give it a go.
Sorry.
I understand you have recordings
of the students' organ rehearsals, yeah?
I'm DI Monroe, York City Police.
Yeah, I'm already working on it for your colleague.
What do you think you're doing, Evans?
I just... I thought I heard something odd on the recording...
How the hell did you hear that?
I mean, I have hyperacusis,
so sometimes I can hear things that others can't.
- Right, what have you heard? - Well, this.
Get out, Helen!
Do that again and I'll kill you!
That's John Greville.
- Vanessa's professor? - Yeah.
What, he was there? He was at the rehearsal?
It sounds like it.
That means he left the crime scene.
Wait, crime scene? I thought this was an accident.
I think we need to isolate every one of those mics from that recording.
What, there's more than one?
Yes. 41 more.
Right, well, better get on with it then.
So, do you want to tell me what you're doing here?
Yeah, I just, I wanted to help with the case.
How do you even know about the case?
Well, I've just come from there,
but I was with Elliot Scott from Forensics when he got the call
cos we were supposed to go out for lunch.
Hang on, hang on.
Got it. Yep.
Apparently, this professor's a real piece of work.
Yeah, so we hear, yeah.
He's got a hotshot reputation,
loads of his students do really well,
but he's also at the centre of a bunch of bullying scandals.
Two formal complaints, both of them shelved,
and the words "egomaniac, narcissistic psychopath" came up.
Sounds delightful.
OK. Good find. Bring him in.
Yeah, and have a sniff around Helen Merchant's house.
Take Will. See what you can turn up.
Right, will do.
What you listening to?
Um, I asked for a copy of the rehearsal cos there's something odd.
Yes, a woman died in the middle of it.
No. No, that's not it.
OK, what was it then? What did you hear?
Oi, Headphones.
Headphones!
We've had some super exciting ideas.
Not just for the City of York Police, but for you too.
Oh, yeah?
We need to raise your profile online.
Get some clicks and likes.
Get you out there.
I'm not running for office, you know?
Well, OK.
I mean, the Chief Constable did seem to think it necessary,
what with the recent survey results.
Well, responding to surveys is what police work is all about.
Yeah. I get you.
It is annoying, isn't it?
Everyone's needing reassurance these days.
"How was your meal? How was your delivery?"
But...
we could use that to your advantage.
What do you mean?
In your case, we're thinking big old rebrand.
We think it'd really help if you came across as more approachable,
and kind.
Fatherly.
- Hi. - Hi.
I've worked out the vampire number.
Oh, from the code your mum left?
Yeah, from the fang.
I've got it.
8321...
Yeah, but I don't actually understand what it means.
Looks like the old system.
The old system?
Yeah, criminal records,
before they overhauled the whole thing, before your time.
Really?
This is how the cases were numbered.
You think that's an old file number?
Well, it's worth a shot.
OK.
Maybe I can help?
Yes.
Yes, thank you, Mr Gilmour.
Why did you walk out of Vanessa's rehearsal early?
- I wasn't feeling well. - I'm sorry. How are you now?
- We can get you a glass of water. - I'm fine.
Must've come on quite quick.
You sounded fighting fit when you were threatening Helen.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
It's on the rehearsal tape.
- I was just telling her to clear off. - I'll say.
Look, the girl's weird,
let alone a deeply mediocre student.
She was infatuated with Vanessa, always hanging around.
Hello, Professor.
Tell me, how many black keys are there on a piano?
Is it counting you struggle with, or are you just colour-blind? 36.
Well, we've just been at Helen Merchant's
and it turned out hers had...
37.
Shall we have a look and see what's on this?
Why should I listen to this ham-fisted pedestrian crap?!
You're like a toddler having a tantrum.
- I'm sorry, Professor Greville. - I'm sorry, Professor.
Pathetic. Get out.
You're not fit to be on this course.
Get out!
Good teachers, oh, they can change the world.
What you do is lazy and cruel.
I get results, everybody knows that.
Ah, by treating them like crap?
By finding their passion and harnessing it.
And, yes, it's tough,
but if my students didn't want to work hard
they'd have done interactive media.
I don't know, Prof, I think if someone had this kind of dirt
on me I'd want to shut them up.
Oh, no, you've got me.
Look, all this proves is that
Helen was obsessed with Vanessa. That's...
Parsons.
When Forensics call during an interview,
that's usually not a good sign.
Right, so now it's not a murder?
Turns out it was a ruptured aneurism,
- that'll be why she fell. - Right, so she had a stroke?
Yes, and it seems rare but it seems that
the blood in her ear is actually leakage from the brain, so...
no murder, no murderer, I'm afraid.
Bollocks.
This is an index of the old reference numbers
and the corresponding new ones.
Ah, there.
Well, it looks like it's been re-categorised as
Folder C078469B.
Know where that is?
Sorry, silly question.
This is...
an address in my mother's handwriting.
Your dad worked on this case.
Your mum must've slipped it in when he brought the notes home.
What do you want to do?
I don't know. Is...
Is it OK if I don't think about it right now?
Yeah. Yeah.
Absolutely fine.
The number you have called cannot be reached at this time.
Where are you?
I've been waiting ten minutes.
I'm going inside.
Toccata And Fugue In D Minor
Oh, you're here!
Stop!
Please!
Stop.
Do you know those are coated in a layer of acrylamides?
When it mixes with the gastric juice it can become toxic.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, it can produce excessive sweating,
affects the whole nervous system.
Anyway.
So, can you play the recording at exactly 8.05.05, please?
There.
What?
The interference. Can you play it again?
There.
- There's nothing there. - There is.
- Well, I can't hear anything. - I can.
Well, I am an audio engineer, but whatever.
There.
DS Hunter?
Someone's happy to see you.
- What? - Well, he isn't checking me out, is he?
Yeah, Elliot and I went on a date.
Oh. And will there be another one?
No. I don't... I don't think so.
- OK. - I just...
I think I might be a bit boring for him.
You? Boring? Are you joking?
I mean, you surprise me every day.
- Me? - Yeah. Never know what you're about to do.
- Really? - Yeah.
Why don't you show him that side of you? Surprise him.
Yeah.
- Are you sure it's OK that I'm...? - Oh, yeah,
she said you were useful with the recordings,
so I think it's fine, just relax.
OK.
Heart attack.
How do you know?
Well, two degrees and 25 years in Forensics helps,
but you can tell from the skin and the fingernails,
and there's a scar on his chest,
which means he probably had a mechanical aortic valve.
OK, so, hang on, are you seriously not seeing this?
Two deaths in two days,
in the same place, both bleeding from the ears.
I know, but this one can be explained as well.
The bleeding was caused by him
falling on the floor and hitting his head.
No, it wasn't.
Look.
What's that?
Your diagnosis falling apart.
Sorry?
Well, when someone who's had an accident leaves a message...
it's not an accident.
Vanessa.
What are you doing here?
Professor Greville was supposed to give me a lift this morning,
so we could go over my rehearsal...
but he didn't show.
Yeah, I'm afraid I have bad news.
Professor Greville died earlier today.
What?
Where were you this morning?
Waiting at home, and then...
then I came here.
Yeah. Right, let's get her inside.
Come on.
These are a lot of tapes.
Yeah.
He kept copies of all his students' concerts.
Toccata E Fugue, is that what you were playing when you found Helen?
Yes.
Yeah, and what's this?
Oh, it's a fermata.
It's when you hold a note beyond its natural duration.
Let it fill the space.
- Hi. - Hey.
Hey, Patience, I found your interference.
I isolated the mic and guess what?
I can't guess, you've not given me any information.
- What? - OK. I sent you an audio file,
slowed down, cleaned up, enhanced,
and you were right, there is interference.
Yeah.
The recording sort of glitches, and then it resumes.
Does the interference start at 8.05.05 and end at 8.05.11?
- How did you know that? - Well, that's the fermata.
Slay.
Your hyperacusis, it's like a superpower.
Not always.
Look. I was right. His aortic valve.
- Yeah, could you not wave that in my face? - I was showing it to you.
- So, what of it? - Well, the valve seems to have jammed,
causing thrombogenesis and our friend had a heart attack.
No murder.
Evans doesn't agree with you.
"The music killed him." What does that mean?
I have no idea, but apparently she's had a breakthrough.
- No, I don't agree. - Well, she's very, very annoying,
but she does have a knack of being right.
Headphones?
God's sake, where are you?
What are you doing?
So, this is an infrasound generator, and it was inside the organ,
and it's what killed Helen and the professor.
- What? - Well, so, when Vanessa pressed down the organ key,
this began emitting a very low frequency sound.
It was below 20 hertz, so...
Hold this.
OK.
Ready?
Well, I guess, yeah.
See?
Yeah. Do it again.
That's weird.
So, this was connected to the modified key.
It's an infrasound generator, and it creates infrasonic frequencies
which are, like, inaudible but very dangerous vibrations.
And the kind of vibrations that can jam a heart valve,
which the professor had.
Or rupture Helen's aneurism.
So the murderer used the victim's conditions against them.
Good work. Now, let's find out who put it there.
Yeah, well, that would've been a valid theory,
however, this is a bit of a snag for you.
Toxicology came through,
turns out Helen had Lavyxal in her system,
it's an anti-depressant.
So?
It causes hypertension,
she would not have taken that with an aneurism,
it's too dangerous.
So, then Helen didn't know she had an aneurism.
Yeah, and if she didn't, then neither did the killer?
Bingo.
So maybe that poor girl was just collateral damage.
Yeah, well, that's a possibility.
So that would make it one natural death and one murder.
Think we can call it a draw, Miss Evans.
Well, I've got to go and interface with some young business leaders,
whatever that means.
? Got a straight face I've got all your time
? I've got a million things to talk about
? Got a reflex in antipathy
? Gotta be my own worst enemy... ?
Are you all right there?
It was the noise.
Aye, I get it. It's all just noise to me, too.
Why should I listen to this ham-fisted pedestrian crap?!
You're like a toddler having a tantrum.
- I'm sorry, Professor Greville. - Oh, I'm sorry, Professor.
Pathetic. Get out.
You're not fit to be on this course.
Get out!
He was a coercive, cruel bully...
- and he got in your head. - No. No, he believed in me.
I know this doesn't make sense, but I...
I needed to get it right...
for him.
What you did... is understandable.
He made you feel worthless.
Scared.
And you... wanted it to stop.
No, I wanted to protect him.
I knew about the video, I stopped Helen from going public.
I could never have killed him,
I need him.
Without him, I'm going to let everybody down.
That's not true.
Well, you're like a black belt in this now, right?
But to make it, you have to be...
extraordinary.
Transcendent.
You basically have to be Theos or just give up.
What is Theos?
Professor Greville's favourite student.
The only one he ever really rated.
Theos who?
I don't know.
It was a nickname.
But he always said that whenever they played...
he saw the face of God.
It's a concert, so hopefully there'll be an introduction.
Thank you, digital native.
I think I'll take it from here.
Well, no intro, so, useless.
So we've got nothing.
No, not nothing.
We know where the concert was.
It's the York Minster.
How do you know that?
Er, well, er, my dad used to take me when I was little
and I recognise the tone,
it's... The organ has 75 stops.
- Cool. - Yeah, but it still leaves us with
40 years of concerts to go through, though, don't it?
So many concerts.
You going to answer that?
Yep, sorry.
- Hi. - Hi.
Good, you answered.
Yeah, well, you called me, so...
Listen, I saw you came to my gig...
and then left.
What happened? Was the music that bad?
No.
Can we meet?
I'd really like to see you.
I'm not sure that's a good idea.
I need to go.
He must really like you.
- Sorry? - Well, if someone walked out of my gig
I don't think I'd be calling them back.
Yeah, well...
doesn't... doesn't' matter.
I mean, I'll never be able to do the girlfriend stuff, so...
"Girlfriend stuff"?
What's that?
You know, like, bungee jumping
and suddenly running off to Paris.
Oh, you have been watching some terrible films.
Has this man actually asked you to do any of this?
- No. - Well...
I am no relationship coach by any stretch,
and I would rather clean out the fridge than do Valentine's,
but I'm pretty sure there is no such thing as a perfect girlfriend.
Yeah.
I just don't know how to be.
Just be you.
Find someone who likes that.
Sounds like you already have.
Oh, hang on, doesn't that look like...
Vanessa's pastoral supervisor? What's her... Bernie.
I didn't know she was a musician.
I mean, that says it's someone called Maria Renton.
Maybe it's a stage name.
And look who she thanks.
_
John Greville.
Why did she fail to mention any of this?
Ma'am?
"York Minster concert ends in tragic accident."
Bernie fell from the balcony at her own recital.
Yeah. I don't think it was a tragic accident,
I think she jumped to get away from that dick of a professor.
Yeah, and when that didn't work,
- she tried to stop the bullying in a different way. - Yeah.
Where was she on the morning of the first murder?
- We need the interview notes. - She was at the doctor's.
Hang on, you weren't at that interview.
No, I read the transcript.
Right.
- OK, check it out. - On it.
OK, Jake, I think we've got enough to bring her in.
Sure she's not at home or the university?
No, but she booked out the Minster organ this morning.
Also, Vanessa didn't show up for a meeting at the faculty.
- Oh, Christ. We'll meet you there. - All right.
Just got off the phone with Bernie's doctor,
she'd been seeing him for pain management.
Traumatic nerve damage to her hands,
sustained in an accident 30 years ago.
Yeah. So, it sounds like the fall from the balcony ended her career.
So, we have a washed-up star,
jealous of her younger protege.
We need to get to the Minster.
I meant just DC...
All right.
Bernie?
I had no idea you played.
That's about as much as I can manage these days.
Bernie, that was...
so beautiful.
I've never heard anyone play like that.
I had a good teacher.
Oh, my God.
You're Theos.
Magnificent, isn't it?
I had a recital here...
many years ago.
How wonderful.
Minutes before the performance, Greville ripped my heart out.
Told me I'd never be anything more than ordinary
and I'd never make it.
His timing was exquisite.
I tried to play,
but I could barely breathe.
Everybody was watching.
And I knew then that it was over...
my career.
My life.
Amir, Graham, go round the back.
I wanted you to hear this from me...
so that you'd understand...
that he had to be stopped.
You killed him?
I never meant to hurt Helen.
Bernie, what are you doing?
What's she doing here?
Bernie?
Please... don't do it.
Go.
Bernie?
Bernie, put the gun down.
I have to do this.
God, forgive me.
I told you, I'm fine, it was...
It was just a gunshot,
and... no-one got hurt.
Still a lot to deal with. You were in shock.
Yeah, but I'm fine now and...
DI Monroe saved that woman.
Yeah, I guess she did.
I just...
I just, I still miss Detective Bea.
She was on my side.
I was part of her team. But now, with DI Monroe...
This might be out there...
but I'm on your side.
And as much as I'd rather they didn't keep
dragging you into dangerous situations,
so's most of the crime squad.
I guess so.
And what about this boy in the band?
He's on your side, right?
I think he is.
OK.
Sorry for running away from your gig.
I mean, it's not that your singing was terrible.
Oh, good, yeah, that's what I was going for, not terrible.
Yeah.
It was just overwhelming.
Yeah, I thought it would be.
- Yeah. - Why did you come?
To surprise you.
I wanted to show you a different side of me.
Why?
I like this side.
Thank you.
I think I see that now.
And by the way, there's only one side of me,
and this is it.
Hang on...
I've got an idea.
Come with me.
OK.
Come on.
Elliot, what are we...? This is a club.
Trust me.
Come on!
Here.
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