Scoop

Don't mourn for Joe Strombel.

Joe Strombel led a full life.

A newspaperman

in the best tradition.

A great credit

to the fourth estate.

It didn't matter if the bombs

in the war zone were falling.

It didn't matter how high up

the political scandal went,

or how many big corporations

or small-time racketeers

leaned on him.

Whatever the risk,

if there was a story there,

Joe went after it.

And he usually got it.

Well, I was with him when the

story broke about Prince Charles,

and that made him persona non

grata with the Royal Family.

Except with Diana.

They always remained good friends.

He did love a woman.

Hey, did you know he started

as a police reporter?

- Did he?

- Yeah, he was a bloody good one.

One of the best.

Maybe the best.

I got trapped with Joe once

in Afghanistan.

Yeah?

And we were going to be shot any

moment by the Taliban, until,

typically, Joe found

someone to bribe

So we could escape.

- Not with his own money, though.

- No, no, he got it on expenses.

- Plus 10%.

- Ten percent.

But it did involve us

getting out wearing burkas.

And, well, we lived

to write another day.

- Everyone loved him.

- Yeah.

Not always at

British intelligence.

No, but he got the information

before anyone else.

- Yeah, he did.

- That's right.

Not Richard Nixon, though.

Well, wherever you are now, Joe,

it won't be the same without you, mate.

- To Joe.

- Joe Strombel.

Where are we headed?

Does this

mean anything to you?

He doesn't give answers.

Tried it.

Joe Strombel.

Coronary thrombosis.

Jane Cook.

- So, what do you do?

- Reporter.

You?

I'm... Well, I was

personal secretary to Peter Lyman.

- Lord Lyman's son.

- Yes, impressive young man.

- You knew him?

- No, only by reputation.

But I like what I know.

I think he's got

a real future in politics.

How did you die?

I think I was poisoned.

You think?

Why?

I believe I was poisoned

because I was on the verge of

confirming a terrible suspicion.

Yes?

What suspicion is that?

That Peter Lyman

is the serial killer

known to the police

as the Tarot Card Killer.

What?

I assume

you're aware of that case?

Yeah, I wrote an article two years ago,

when the Tarot killings first started.

But, Peter Lyman? My God.

What on earth made you suspect

this rich, young handsome,

above-reproach citizen?

You remember the last murder?

The police found a clue.

Yes, a cufflink.

I read about it in the paper.

Unusual antique, wasn't it?

Yep. Very rare Art Deco.

Peter had the exact pair.

So could have the Tarot Killer.

The world is full of coincidences.

Yeah, except I noticed

that Peter only had one left.

He'd lost the other.

Still,

although it's a tantalizing thought.

Did you inform the police,

or was that too sticky?

I didn't know what to do,

so I phoned my lawyer

and I asked his advice on

whether to report it or not.

And I thought I heard

this click on the phone,

you know, like someone

had been listening.

Later that day, after tea,

I died suddenly.

That is suspicious.

My God, Peter Lyman.

Hard to believe, but if he did

turn out to be the Tarot Killer,

what a story.

I knew you'd appreciate it when

you said you were a reporter.

This would be a dynamite scoop.

And I got it first.

Yeah. Unfortunately,

where you're headed there is no first.

There's only last.

Mr. Tinsley!

Loved your last picture.

You really have a way

with actors.

Think you could maybe...

Please wait!

- Mr. Tinsley?

- Yeah.

- Sondra Pransky.

- Who?

Sondra Pransky. I'm the

journalism student from Adair.

I wrote to you about getting an

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