Marble Hall Murders | Episode 3 - PBS

Eliot accuses his family of murder, while Atticus Pünd is closing in on a suspect.

Eliot accuses his family of murder, while Atticus Pünd is closing in on a suspect.

Eliot begins to deteriorate and accuses his family of murder, while it seems that Atticus Pünd is closing in on a suspect.

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♪ ♪ HARRY: Your father is a thief and a murderer!

(Robert grunts, others yelp) It was torture living at Marble Hall.

ELAINE: His grandmother destroyed him.

We will not allow you to damage her name.

In your book, Margaret Chalfont gets poisoned, but Miriam Crace died a natural death.

(groaning) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (computer keys clacking) Susan Ryeland?

(door closes) Your email didn't suggest I had much choice.

Well, I thought we should meet as soon as possible.

And not just because I'm his uncle.

You need to understand that it's fallen on me to control the entire estate.

Books, films, TV, merchandise, media interest-- anything relating to the Tiny People.

And suddenly, you've come out of nowhere, asking questions about the family.

Ah, you've been talking to Frederick Turner.

From what I understand, you seem to be encouraging my nephew to come up with scurrilous, and quite possibly defamatory, recollections of his childhood.

I, I think you'll find that defamatory and scurrilous mean the same thing.

If Eliot was unhappy, that's his problem.

Most children would've been overjoyed to live at Marble Hall.

And as to your suggestion that there might have been something irregular about the way my mother died, you any idea how offensive that is?

It was Eliot who suggested that, not me.

Lambert signed the death certificate.

She was as generous to him as she's always been.

You might like to know that that family home where he's now living was paid for entirely by her.

That doesn't invalidate his version of events.

I think he should be careful what he says.

And you should be careful before you repeat it.

♪ ♪ But you need to understand that, uh, it's a very delicate time for the estate.

Oh, yes, the, the deal with Netflix.

The chance to introduce the Tiny People to a whole new generation.

And to make $200 million along the way.

(clears throat softly) This is Susan Ryeland-- she's working with Eliot.

Yes, I heard-- uh, Gillian said that she'd met you.

Have you invited Susan to the party?

But of course, you're welcome to come.

Roland, perhaps you could show Susan out.

(inhales) (softly): I am sorry about Uncle Jon.

I mean, whatever you may think, this place isn't actually the evil empire and he isn't quite Darth Vader.

It's actually the most inspiring place to work.

The Tiny People, they're... Well, they're still adored by millions all over the world.

You know, I visit cancer wards and I see kids clutching the books as they're wheeled into chemo.

And you wouldn't believe the amount of, uh, letters, emails, I still get every week.

Uh, six years-- and no, Eliot still hasn't forgiven me.

(chuckles) But you're in touch with Gillian?

Well, we try and look after him, you know.

(chuckles) I don't suppose you fancy a spot of lunch, do you?

You know Eliot still thinks your grandmother was a monster.

(construction machine running in background) This is where I like to go.

(chuckles) (Susan chuckles) To be fair, it's a super-busy time right now, with the Netflix deal, but the thing you have to understand about Uncle Jon is that the Tiny People are his whole life.

I mean, he was more or less running the estate when he was my age.

One time, um, Grandma threatened to sell the I.P.

No reason-- just, you know, to spite him.

It was a creepy, horrible place to grow up, and Miriam every bit as bad as he probably told you.

No, we are survivors, my sister Julia, Eliot, and me.

Mm, she's head of, uh, geography at a school in Pimlico.

Actually, you might meet her at the um, party.

So why have you and Eliot fallen out?

He just, he, um... He's not happy that I work for the estate, that's all.

(chuckles) Do you believe that your grandmother was murdered?

(chuckles) Wow, that's very direct.

Well, you've only got half an hour.

I know that's what Eliot thinks, but he's wrong-- she died of a heart attack.

What, what about the medicine that Eliot stole from Dr.

It was cough mixture, Susan, it was... It was, it was a fantasy.

A fantasy that was played out a few days before she died.

Okay, um, have you ever read "George's Marvelous Medicine"?

We wanted to kill the wicked witch, Eliot, Julia, and me.

Never went anywhere near her, so... (chuckles) Look, I... I love Eliot.

But I'm sorry, Susan, I mean, he's leading you, literally, up the garden path.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (brake engages, engine stops) ♪ ♪ (exhales) (lock turns) What are you doing here, Eliot?

And how do you even know where I live?

And I have something I think you might like.

(inhales, clears throat) Black, two sugars.

(exhales) (Hugo meows) Does your wife know where you are?

What makes you think Gillian gives a damn?

I was at my club-- Boon's in Notting Hill.

It's where I go when I want to get away from her.

I never thought of you as a cat lady.

(Hugo meows) Um... Eliot, do you have something for me?

'Cause I'm sure this isn't just a social visit.

Oh, I took your advice, by the way.

Well, I thought it might be good to visit the scene of the crime, and I met Frederick Turner.

Often wondered what he must have thought, being pensioned off as some sort of high-level tour guide.

Do you think it'll amuse him, turning up as a detective in your book?

Did Achilles Vassilikos lose an eye in a car accident?

God, no, no-- he was blown up in the war.

You know, Uncle Fred never told the truth about the accident.

It's what we all believed, and he always did like a drink.

Oh, I've been invited on the radio.

They want me to talk about Grandma.

Well... (chuckles) Well, Eliot, your book isn't out yet.

Well, what about advance publicity?

By the time it comes to publish your book, people will have forgotten.

And saying negative things about your grandmother really isn't gonna help you.

Oh, you sound just like my Uncle Jonathan.

♪ ♪ Please, Eliot, think very carefully before you go on the radio.

It's too late, Susan, I've already said yes.

(sighs) Well, then, be careful what you say.

When we come to publicize the book, it will really help that you're Miriam's grandson.

And whatever you think of her, you do not want to alienate her readers.

I just want you to support me and believe in me.

(inhales, starts) (engine starts) Notting Hill, please.

♪ ♪ VASSILIKOS: Lady Chalfont was killed by aconitine.

The man we are going to see is called Giorgos Leonidas.

For 60 years, he's had a shop at the market at Kassiopi.

He collects and sells every herb on the island.

He, he may not wish to speak to us.

VASSILIKOS: It is said that aconitine is so poisonous that the ancient Greeks believed it was made with foam from the mouth of Cerberus.

PÜND: The dog that guarded the gates of hell.

But like all poisons, it has its medicinal uses.

Local farmers mix it with wine as an antidote to scorpion bites.

And there are some who even apply it to their scalp as a hair restorative.

Oh, Leonidas is 84 years old and speaks no English, so you'll have to leave this interrogation to me.

I am entirely in your hands, Police Lieutenant.

(chuckling) (people talking in background) (exhales heavily) (Vassilikos greeting in Greek) (responds) VASSILIKOS: LEONIDAS: VASSILIKOS: Mm.

VASSILIKOS: LEONIDAS: (people talking in background) ♪ ♪ (people talking in background) ♪ ♪ You are not well?

(people talking in background) It's nothing-- I'm not used to the heat.

He clearly remembers selling aconitine on the very morning that Lady Chalfont died.

Can he describe the person who purchased it?

Leonidas says that the man who approached him spoke little Greek.

He was dressed in a white suit... (bell starts tolling) ...with sunglasses and a straw hat.

(bell continues) VASSILIKOS: Leonidas did notice that beneath the hat, the man had white hair.

(coins clink) (speaking Greek) ♪ ♪ It was also his opinion that the man was a doctor.

How did he come to that conclusion?

First, the man said he required the powder for a patient he was treating.

(murmuring) That, that is interesting.

(people talking in background) Do we know at what time this mysterious gentleman visited the shop?

Leonidas heard the church bell strike the hour.

Do you believe that the man who purchased the aconitine was Elmer Waysmith?

The road from here to Corfu Town is crowded and slow.

Would it be possible to make the journey in an hour?

I don't think he could have done it.

And yet Elmer Waysmith told us that he had lunch with his son at 1:00.

♪ ♪ ROBERT: Yes, we went to Votsalo, in the port, and it was definitely 1:00, 'cause my father hates unpunctuality.

Uh, we stayed there a couple of hours and then came back to the house.

(glasses clinking) Where, where is he now, your father?

He lives on the island-- thank you.

Uh, he actually just bought rather a fine piece.

♪ ♪ Lucas, I think you'll be very happy.

♪ ♪ (shutter clicks) (film advances) ELMER: Take care.

(shutter clicks) (film advances) It's strange, no?

That your father has returned to work so soon after the death of his second wife?

It was the same when my mother died.

Well, uh... (lighter clicking) (inhales sharply) He was in Zurich with his business partner Erich Werner.

And they were in the middle of some business negotiation, so he didn't come home.

I mean, work comes first with him, that's just how he is.

What was your father wearing when the two of you had lunch?

He'd just come straight from the house.

I'm not sure what, what you mean, Mr.

You mean, did he look like someone who was planning to murder his wife?

But then again, if he was, would I tell you?

But I don't need to protect my father.

JONATHAN: I hope you didn't give too much away when you spoke to Ms.

I can assure you, I chose my words very carefully.

Head of PR, that's what you made me, which means keeping a lid on this family's dirty little secrets.

Never made us dance to her own tune?

Didn't sleep with every single man that came anywhere near her?

We have no secrets from each other.

Your job is to protect us from the world.

And not just because she's working with your idiot brother.

I'd say you've treated him like one.

It's certainly a bit late to be taking his side.

So why'd you invite her to the party, then?

I didn't really have much choice after you mentioned it in front of her.

Well, maybe it's not such a bad idea, keeping her on the inside, where we can see her.

The question is, can we control her?

(music playing softly in background) So, how's the book going?

(chuckles) I thought you weren't gonna do any more.

I wasn't-- I've had quite enough of Alan Conway in my life, but what can I do?

So, Dave, do you read murder mysteries?

(music continues, people talking in background) Um, I like films.

Um... We saw the new "Alien" film last week.

In space, no one can hear you scream.

(all chuckling) (phone vibrating) (exhales) I'm really sorry, um, I have to take this.

(vibration stops) I'm just having dinner.

Don't judge him on your first meeting, Susan.

He just doesn't say very much, that's all.

Well, he's different when you get to know him.

And he's very generous, and brilliant at his job.

What was it that you said he does for a living?

I've told you-- you don't even remember.

You just said he worked in finance.

(laughs) Don't act so surprised, Susan.

I've only just got back to the U.K., and it's only been a few weeks since Andreas, and anyway, I'm happy on my own.

(door closes, keys jangle, dog barks in distance) (Hugo meows) (meows softly) (keys jangling) (meows) (meows) ♪ ♪ (chuckles) (murmuring) ♪ ♪ (exhales) (meows) ♪ ♪ (whimpers) (meows) (purring) (computer keys clacking) ♪ ♪ ELIOT: As the sun rose over the island of Corfu, Atticus Pünd and Detective Achilles Vassilikos seemed unable to agree on the truth.

(people talking in background) PÜND: Let us assume that you're correct, and it was indeed Elmer Waysmith who visited the Kassiopi market at 12:00.

He appears for lunch with his son one hour later.

Not only has he traveled along a crowded road, he's also changed his appearance: the white suit, the hat.

Where would he have gone to do that?

But, um, it, it's one to which I, I may have an answer.

It was on a table when the will was read.

He had white hair-- barely spoke a word.

(chuckling): Yes, I was born in London.

I came here as a tourist 30 years ago and ended up marrying a Greek, for my sins.

She told me about poor Lady Chalfont.

The man with white hair, can you remember his name?

Oh, not offhand, but he'll have signed the register.

Here he is-- he took the room for two nights, Wednesday and Thursday.

It's the name of an American film director, I believe.

Making it easier to disguise the handwriting.

Androulakis, can we see the room he stayed in?

(exhales) I saw him two, three times.

But he took the best room for two nights, so I'm not complaining.

As well as doing the cooking, cleaning, and reception.

(music playing in distance) (exhales) (people talking in background, music playing more loudly) This is your best room?

Absolutely, it is-- you won't find a better view in all Corfu.

It is in every respect a charming room.

(chuckles) The man who stayed here.

He was carrying it when he arrived.

But I told you, he wasn't having any of it.

(panting softly) When... When did you last see him?

Well, that would've been Friday morning, about half past ten.

(inhales) I saw him go out wearing a white linen suit.

Well, he must have done, but I didn't see him.

(exhales) The next time I came up to the room, there was no sign of him.

(Pünd exhales) VALERIE: The door was open and the key was on the table by the bed.

And as I told you, he hadn't slept in the bed.

Oh, no, I found an old newspaper in the waste bin.

(exhales, murmurs) But I'm afraid I threw them both out.

(laughs) Spats-- I believe that is an American brand.

(exhales softly) (weakly): Spats, that's... Herr Pünd?

♪ ♪ (panting): Please, glass of water.

(gasping) ♪ ♪ (music playing) (people talking in background) Are you feeling better?

Sitting here in the shade, with the breeze.

(music and conversations continue) (grunts) You are not well, Herr Pünd.

I came here to Kerkyra because this was the home of my ancestors.

Did you receive your injuries in the war, Police Lieutenant?

I was serving on the Metaxas Line when the German XVIII Mountain Corps attacked.

My commander tried to surrender, but he was taken down by machine gun fire.

(sighs) And then a hand grenade was thrown into the tunnel where ten of us were concealed.

I was born in Germany, but I come from a family of Greek Jews.

I was a police officer in the '30s.

(chuckles) But I made the mistake of speaking out against the Nazis, and, uh, as a result, I spent the war in a prison camp.

Then our experiences are in some ways similar.

♪ ♪ (cigarette extinguishing) I must apologize, Herr Pünd.

It, it would appear that my experiences have informed the way that I have behaved towards you.

There's no need for an apology, my friend.

The war has cast a long shadow, and its darkness, it reaches us even now.

This is the restaurant where Elmer Waysmith and his son had lunch on the day that Lady Chalfont died.

(chuckles) I think a light lunch in the shade will do us both good, do you not think?

(speaking Greek) (speaking Greek) SAMIRA (on radio): You're listening to "Front Row" with me, Samira Ahmed.

This year marks the 20th anniversary of the death of one of the U.K.

Miriam Crace was the inventor of "The Tiny People," the series of books about a miniature family who are devoted to helping "the bigguns," which is how they describe the rest of humanity.

Her grandson, Eliot Crace, is himself a published author, and he's with me now.

Um, I imagine you had quite an unusual childhood.

Well, that's one word for it, Samira.

Her father was a church organist, and apparently she got the idea for the Tiny People from an image in a stained-glass window.

And she was born colorblind, which is something not many people know.

Yeah, that's why all the illustrations in her books were in black and white.

She was married to Arthur Crace, a junior civil servant.

(on computer): But Marble Hall was full of all these stuffed animals.

You know, taxidermy-- that was my granddad's hobby.

(on speaker): He would sit in one of the towers for hours, fiddling about with dead birds and things.

(Jonathan inhales) I think he only did it to get away from her.

You should've stopped this from happening.

How was I supposed to do that, Uncle Jon?

If you can't do your job, Roland, I'll find someone who can!

(sighs) I was actually bullied for being her grandson.

And there were times when I hated the Tiny People.

What does, what does he think he's doing?

(stammering): Is he doing this on purpose?

ELIOT (on radio): I mean, I know everyone loves the books, and they are great, and they sold tons of copies.

I'm just saying that it wasn't a lot of fun growing up with them.

ELIOT: And Grandma was always out there, you know, meeting famous people and going to film premieres and fancy hotels, and, while we were just waiting at home for her to come back.

Um, you are a published author yourself.

Did you tell her you wanted to be a writer?

I did-- in fact, I showed her one of the first things I ever wrote.

ELIOT: It was a story called "Space Boy."

She didn't think it was any good at all.

Um, I mean, she more or less tore it to pieces in front of me.

(on computer): She didn't hold back.

(sighs) SAMIRA: I'm sorry, um... It's, it's fairly clear your grandmother, then, didn't inspire you to become a murder mystery writer.

Well, actually, in a funny way, she did.

You see, everyone says that she died of a heart attack, but that's a lie.

(exhales) The night she died, I saw someone going into her room.

Eliot, you were only 12 years old when your grandmother died, and it was well-known that she had been ill for a long time.

Isn't it possible that you had more imagination than she gave you credit for?

My new novel is set in Corfu in 1955, but it's inspired by what I saw at Marble Hall, and I've put a secret message in it.

That's what Alan Conway used to do before he died.

(on computer): He hid things in his books-- anagrams and stuff like that.

Well, except me and the person I saw.

♪ ♪ SAMIRA (on computer): Eliot Crace.

(on radio): Thank you for coming on "Front Row."

ELIOT: Thank you, Samira, it's been my pleasure.

(music resumes on radio) Something is wrong?

There is a very great deal that is wrong, Police Lieutenant.

Let us try to follow in the footsteps of Elmer Waysmith, if indeed it was he who had a room at the Poseidon Hotel, hm.

We know he leaves the hotel here, in Kerkyra, at half past ten, wearing a white linen suit and a hat.

♪ ♪ He buys the aconitine at 12:00 from the market in Kassiopi.

♪ ♪ (bell begins tolling) (bell rings) (bell rings) (coins clink, Leonidas speaks Greek) But just one hour later, he returns to Kerkyra, to this very restaurant, for lunch.

That was a silly update at the board today.

Uh... PÜND: And according to his son Robert, he's now wearing a lilac-colored jacket and carrying no suitcase.

(music continues) This raises two questions.

How did he get back from the market so quickly?

And he showered and changed his clothes.

We know that he had a suitcase when he arrived at the hotel, but somehow, between there and here, it disappeared.

(gulls calling, music continues) (people talking in background) I wonder.

♪ ♪ (exhales) ♪ ♪ (grunts) PÜND: Anything?

(grunts) Going to stink of fish for the rest of today.

(exhales) (exclaims) It is exactly as we thought!

He changed his clothes just as you described.

But we still don't know how he drove back so quickly.

(boat engine running, men talking in background) Perhaps he did not drive.

(men talking in background) ♪ ♪ Doesn't work.

Why would Elmer dump his suitcase in the bin?

ELAINE (on phone): Susan, I'm sorry to call you again.

I'm with Gillian-- she's rather upset.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (brake engages, engine stops) (crying): I don't know what to do.

We had a fight and... He's not hurt you!

He would never do anything like that.

(sniffles) I didn't want it to happen, but I couldn't stop myself.

(sniffles) I never wanted to hurt him, and I told him that it was over, but then, this morning, I took a test.

(breath trembling) You're pregnant?

(sniffles) (sniffles) (softly): Yeah.

(exhales) Eliot can't have children.

We, we had spoken... (sniffles) ...about doing IVF, but... (exhales) You told him?

I had to, and now I'm so frightened, because he was, he was screaming at me and then he, he stormed off.

But that isn't, that isn't the, the worst of it.

Eliot has tried to kill himself twice before.

GILLIAN: Yeah, and he, he took a knife.

And he took it with him, and he is gonna use it!

Has she told you who the father is?

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (rock music playing) SINGER: ♪ I just want you here ♪ Hi, can you help me?

I'm looking for Eliot Crace, and I wondered if he'd been in recently, or if anyone knows where I might find him.

(song continues) (people talking in background) (song continues) (breathes deeply) (softly): Eliot.

(song continues) (song ends, audience cheers) What are you doing here?

I've just seen Gillian-- she told me what happened.

Worried sick or morning sickness, what do you think?

She's afraid you're gonna use it on yourself.

(chuckling) No, Susan-- shall I tell you the truth?

(whispers): I was gonna use it on her.

You're my editor, not my therapist.

You've been creeping around, talking to Jonathan and, and Frederick and Gillian and bloody Roland.

Why don't you just stay out of my private life?

How can I stay out of your private life when you put half of it in your book?

♪ ♪ Look, I'm sorry about what's happened, but this really isn't helping.

No, no, I'll tell you what's not helping.

I don't want you in my life messing things up.

And if you had my life, you'd know that.

♪ ♪ (exhales) ♪ ♪ (door closes) (chamber music playing) (music continues) (people talking in background) (car doors closing, camera shutters clicking) (music continues) So you came!

I'm still not sure I want to be here.

Anyway, I wasn't going to come without you.

She was much better when she heard that Eliot hadn't knifed himself.

Part of me wonders if he wouldn't have been doing her a favor.

(chamber music continues) (people talking in background) There you go.

(stammers) We haven't met, but I heard you give your name at reception.

Uh, oh, well, um... (laughs): There's a character who's a doctor of archaeology, but she's called Judith, not Julia.

(chuckling): Oh, well, I... Thanks.

I suppose that's Eliot's little joke.

I teach geography at a state school in Pimlico.

They're still crazy about Miriam's books.

On World Book Day, they come in dressed as the Tiny People.

(chuckles) I had to change my name in order to get a moment's peace.

Was Miriam really as unpleasant as Eliot makes out?

It's only thanks to my brother Roland that the three of us survived.

ATTENDANT: Here you are, there's your ticket.

This is the only place I get to talk about what a cow she was.

(people talking in background, chamber music playing) (music and conversations continue) FREDERICK: Good evening, Susan.

I have to say, I didn't expect to see you here tonight.

(chuckling) You know, after we met, there was something I meant to ask you.

You said, when you were brought to Marble Hall, that you had a room in the eaves, not in the main part of the house.

Don't remember-- why do you want to know?

Well, it just seems strange that you were separated from everyone else, um... Wasn't strange.

It was a lovely, cozy room, and I couldn't have been happier.

(music and conversations continue) Dr.

(music and conversations continue) Hello, Jonathan.

I'm a little surprised you decided to show your face here.

(inhales) JONATHAN: You're not going to read it.

Why don't you get yourself another drink?

(music and conversations continue) That broadcast on "Front Row" was a disgrace.

And what makes you think I had anything to do with it?

And before you ask, I had no idea what he was going to say.

Well, it's fortunate that, by and large, the media seem to be ignoring the whole thing.

They can recognize self-publicity when they see it.

You're the one that should be worried.

(music ends) Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to make a speech.

(people talking and laughing in background) Can I talk to you, Susan?

Yes, of course, you can talk to me, Leilah.

(Tiny People song playing in background) Not here, but soon.

JONATHAN: Uh, excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

Good evening, um... SINGERS (on recording): ♪ We are the Tiny People ♪ First of all, I'd like to thank you all for coming.

This is both a happy and sad occasion.

(guests murmuring) 20 years since my mother's death.

But, uh, we can celebrate the fact that her legacy is still as strong as ever and that the Tiny People are still out there, saving us bigguns from our own worst mistakes.

(guests laughing) And they're going to be bigger than ever following the deal we're about to sign with Netflix.

(guests murmuring) Three seasons, 36 episodes.

(feedback squeaks) Ladies and gentlemen... (guests gasping) ...forgive the interruption, but I think we should toast to someone in the room.

Uh, a very special person, because they're the one who killed my grandma.

(guests groaning, murmuring) I can see them right now, and they did us all a favor.

(softly): Eliot, what are you doing?

(feedback squeaking, guests exclaiming) MAN: Stop it!

(grunting) And when my book comes out... No, Eliot.

(feedback squeaks) It's Susan Ryeland, my editor-- well, ex-editor, actually.

I'm firing her, because she's bloody use... What do you think you're doing?

Jonathan, this has got nothing to do with me.

(softly): And Eliot, you either leave right now or I'll have you thrown out, as well.

(guests murmuring) ELAINE: Leave her alone!

JONATHAN: Um, don't let this spoil... Don't let this spoil your evening, ladies and gentlemen.

(chamber music starts) (people talking in background) ♪ ♪ (people talking in background) (music continues) That went well.

(music continues) (sirens wailing in distance) (exhales) (lighter clicking) (exhales) (engine starts) (engine revving) (car accelerating) (gasps) (grunts) (click) ♪ ♪ I'm Detective Inspector Blakeney.

Why do you think an attempt has been made on the life of Eliot Crace?

I have an interest in a man called Elmer Waysmith.

Either you or I or both of us are about to be shot.

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