It's a Wonderful Afterlife Page #3

So you're halfway there.

Are you joking?

He could have anyone he wants.

He likes you.

I can sense it.

And he's an "R".

So, this latest woman with

the kebab skewer, she was my age.

Why would anyone want to murder

an old lady like that?

We can't figure it out.

You're no closer to finding

the killer?

Investigating all avenues.

Have you ever come across

this latest victim, Manjit Kaur?

No.

I've been interviewing

her family today. It's sad.

She was estranged from her kids.

All the victims have dirty laundry,

which makes finding a motive

more complicated.

What kind of dirty laundry?

The third victim was

a serial bigamist.

He had two wives back home in India

that he abandoned.

You don't know my wives,

you'd have run away, too.

And he was trying to get married

to a third here.

Bastard.

Shameless.

The third couple made their daughter

marry a man who became abusive. What?

He used to hit her.

When she came to me for help

they blamed her and made her

go back to him to save face.

It's what I told you

real pillars of the community(!)

The only link seems to be

the killer clearly has cooking skills

and knows their spices.

Oh, I'm getting a feeling.

I'm getting a strong feeling...

..about the murderer.

What?

Linda's psychic.

Psychic or psycho?

She's just learning,

but her guru thinks she's got

a big career ahead of her.

I'm sensing that the murderer

is full of rage and anger.

CURRY MAN:
That's a no-brainer(!)

If they know so much about cooking,

do they think it's a man or a woman?

All my feelings

are non gender-specific.

LAUGHS:

MYSTICAL INDIAN MUSIC STARTS UP

Oh, sorry. That's my phone.

I'll just get that. Sorry.

She's just got back

from six weeks in India.

Ah, that explains it.

All right, love.

I'm making Ari brisket for dinner.

Night night.

You have to see these old photos

I found of us.

How long can you keep this up?

That was too close.

You can't carry on like this.

And neither can we.

There's only one solution.

You have to kill yourself.

'Yes, you're right,

it is a baffling case.

'I'm joined by some members

of the Asian community in Southall.

'When is it going to end?

'You tell me. I don't know

what the police are doing.

'I think they should get their act

together and comfort the public.'

SWITCHES TV OFF:

What's your team playing at?

We've got four bodies, no leads,

no suspects, nothing.

Forensics are working overtime

and Murthy has interviewed

the whole town.

I've got the local paper calling us

a bunch of useless wallies.

Community groups on my case.

There's got to be a simple motive.

Honour killings.

Arranged marriage gone sour.

Family feud.

Get me a suspect!

We have one, sir.

What?

Roopi Sethi.

She has connections to each victim.

Roopi? That's impossible.

I ran a background check

on that shelter she works in.

She was brought in once

about an attempted murder case

where the wife stabbed the husband

and legged it.

She's also been up for assault

against some poor sod trying

to keep his marriage together.

She's radical, probably a lesbian.

What?

Manjit Kaur met Roopi

at the Sikh temple the day she died.

Roopi.

Hello.

Sorry to disturb you at work, Roopi.

We've got some questions for you.

Manjit Kaur,

the latest murder victim.

Are you sure you didn't know her?

No, I didn't.

Why does her phone say she called

you the day before she met you?

And she met you the day she died.

We know she went to the temple

at 1,700 hours.

Oh, my God, it's her.

I met her at the temple

for the first time.

I didn't know her name.

What business did she have with you

at the temple?

She was...

..looking at girls

for her sister's nephew.

So, she rejected you.

Are you desperate to get married?

Why? You asking?

Oh, nice. Like your kebabs, do you?

You're also acquainted

with Mr and Mrs Chopra.

I never met them.

I knew their daughter.

The same daughter you helped

run away from her husband?

What is this?

Googs, what's going on?

What about this poor geezer?

Did you bust his balls and all?

What?

I only met him once. At a wedding.

He was a rude, sexist pig.

You know he's a bigamist too, right?

How do you know that?

I told her.

Sharing information

with potential suspects, Googs?

Suspect?! I barely know these

people. You didn't like them.

Doesn't mean I killed them.

Then why did someone?

I've no idea.

That's your job to find out.

Were you not once engaged

to the Chopras' nephew, Tej Chopra?

You got dumped, didn't you?

You? A murder suspect?

'It was awful.

'I didn't know that woman

at the temple was the last victim.

'How did you know her?'

This is really freaking me out.

'Listen to me.'

She was someone I met there once.

Now calm down and get back to work.

It'll all be over soon.

This is terrible. It's all my fault.

True.

They're going to send Roopi to jail.

I... I have to confess.

What? No, you can't do that.

I have to.

I can't let Roopi go to jail for me.

But if you go to jail

then we all go to jail.

And we'll never be reincarnated.

She's right.

You have to kill yourself.

You leave a note confessing to the

murders and then Roopi will be safe.

Just one more.

Don't make it dry.

MUFFLED:

LINDA:
Hello? Aunty?

Oh, come on...!

You home?

Roopi, what are you doing home?

Couldn't work after

that police business.

She called me dead upset

so I brought her home.

Are you feeling better now, Roops?

Yeah. Sort of.

Well, let's take your mind off it.

I've got some good news.

Good news?

I wanted you both to know first.

I soon will be

Mrs Devinderpal Singh Chandioke.

BOTH:
What?

I'm engaged to an Indian.

How?

A yoga retreat in the Himalayas.

What? Just like that?

Are you nuts? You just met him.

Roopi, why didn't you go

with Linda to India?

She begged you to go with her.

Mum!

With all due respect, I am not going

to India to find a husband.

That's no loss for India.

I can't wait for you both

to meet my Dev.

I'm sorry, panji.

SHE SOBS:

Your daughter will find someone, too.

You shouldn't be surprised

her friend found someone first.

I mean she's so slim...

Even her English friend

can find an Indian husband.

Roopi will find a good man, panji.

Maybe she'll have to be

a little less choosy.

I hope that she marries well,

but you have to eat some ladoo

so we can finish this.

I'm so sorry to all of you.

I wish I could take it all back.

But...

I can't do it.

What?

I can't kill myself until...

..I see my daughter married, too.

No, no, no, no way, no deal.

That may never happen.

MUFFLED:

They just said she'll find

a husband.

They said that to make you

feel better.

Who will marry that moto?

Think of the grocery bills.

I don't want my daughter

to be all alone.

SHE SOBS:

We had such a blissful time together

in India.

As soon as we met up here,

I knew it was meant to be.

I haven't even met him.

You will.

MRS GOLDMAN:
Hello? Don't mind me.

Picking up my cake tin

from yesterday.

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