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(fast paced tense music)

(footsteps)

- What you doing?

Yo. You look a bit lost mate.

- (Girl) What?

- What you doin' around here?

(tense music continues)

(sound of scuffling)

- (Youth) What you doing? Leave him.
Ain't nothing to do with you.

(stabbing sounds )

- (Youth) What you doing?
(panicking) Why the fuck you done that?

(eerie music)

(music fades)

(ticking)

- (whispering) I sometimes wonder
how I let this happen

How did I begin to fall?

How did I begin to fall?

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music and breathing)

(dog barking)

(bottle smashing)

- (Max) It would be wrong with me
to not fullfil my potential ...

A waste, to not settle scores.

(tense music)

(camera shutter snapping open and closed)

(eerie music fades)

(dripping water)

(sound of frying pan)

(opera music in background)

(doorbell)

(opera music lowers)

(doorbell)

(door unlatching)

- I'm DS Walsh, this is DC Els
from South Harrow

Is this an awkward time Mr. Peters?

- Well I wanted to feed my dog but...

he's never around when needed

- Mind if we come inside sir?

- What's this about?

- It'd be better if we came inside Mr. Peters.

(opera music plays in background)

(switches off opera music)

- (DC Els) A local girl

Mia Westwood missing since last week.

Hanwell's been missing for the last two days?

We're just going door to door trying to
get as much information as we can.

You do recognise them Mr. Peters?

-The girl was with Jason Hanwell
the night he attacked you.

- I don't know her. The boy maybe.

- Some of her friends claim she
used to speak with you.

- They would be wrong.

- Just before the attack, you claimed
that Mia turned up on your doorstep.

Beaten, shaken, asking for your help.

But it was because of this relationship

that Jason Hanwell chose to attack you.

- There was no relationship.
I don't know her.

- (DS Walsh) It must anger you that the
charges against him were were dropped?

- Sorry where's this going?

- They're just questions Mr. Peters.

About a missing girl and a missing boy.

- And that means what exactly in relation to me?

I got three months in hospital.
I got early retirement.

I should thank Hanwell and his friends
shouldn't I detective.

Now, if that's all.
I have things I should be doing.

(frying)

- Let me give you my contact details Mr Peters.

We'll see ourselves out.

(door closes)

(eerie music)

(droning sounds)

(rain falling)

(eerie music)

(mystic music)

(mystic music continues)

(music fades, sound of traffic)

(eerie sounds)

(typing at a keyboard)

(disturbing music)

( a boy and woman talking)

- I guess you can make lots of different
shapes with it can't you?

No ?

(tense music)

- Hello. yeah yeah. I got to go.

See you later.

(disturbing music continues)

(mystical music)

- Err go tidy your room please Jake.

- But I'm hungry.

- When you're finished.

Go on.

(woman humming to self)

(mystical music continues)

- So.

You definitely want sausages and spagetti?

- yeah

- Okay.

(mystical music continues)

(droning sound of car)

(high pitched bleep)

- A note to myself.

I was watching some mindless shit
on television today.

I had an idea for a TV show.

Technology is a wonderful thing, is it not?

The internet is the gift of Berners-Lee
to the world

for the flow of free information
to benefit mankind.

His gift ,because he feared it would turn into the
commercial property of some global corporation.

A noble gesture for what was to
become the highway of porn.

Berners-Lee.

(singing) Berners-Lee , Berners-Lee, Berners -Lee
Berners-Lee. Born is the king of liberty...

Berners-Lee..... (quietly) Berners-Lee ....

(silence)

(tense droning sounds)

(door opening)

(footsteps)

- Read it.

- He was one of yours.

- He's retired.

- Did beautiful things for Queen
and country I understand.

But now

now he's a potential problem to the M.O.D.

He was a good friend of yours?

- I've not seen him for a long time.

But he was under my division.

- Well he's registering rather awkwardly
for us on the Met's radar.

He's a suspect for a girl's murder.

Her body was found yesterday

raped, murdered

butchered.

- What's this got to do with Max?

- And I should say only potential problem
because

our hope is that he had nothing to do with it.

But it's something we need to track

because if this develops,

I'd rather it become a military matter.

He was forced to retire six months ago.

- Yes.

- His records

in particular his psychological report

is what made him such an attractive
proposition to intelligence services.

But there are always two sides to
that coin aren't there?

War invites men to do barbaric things,
does it not?

You've read his record.

- I have.

And I wouldn't doubt it.

His record is exemplary.

That's why he was moved across to
intelligence services to work for me.

- It's been agreed by interested parties that we

be given time to investigate.

We'll keep the matter in-house. Tidy.

Legitimate.

- I'd rather someone else handle this.

- No, I'd rather it were you.

No one knows him better than you.

Investigate.

Find nothing and it's hurrah.

But if we've raised a monster you deal with it

by any means necessary.

Our colleagues a the Met will play
ball if need be.

- I regard him as a personal friend.

- Was your friend.

Your first love is to state

your allegiance is to state

you'll do what needs to be done.

- Evidently.

(gentle operatic aria)

(train passing)

(aria continues)

(footsteps)

(aria continues)

(splintering wood)

(keys jangling)

(aria crescendos and begins to fade)

(tense music)

(footsteps)

- (Max) What can I help you with JP?

- I'm just doing my job, Max.

What's in the room next door?

(Max laughs)

What's in the room?

(gentle operatic aria returns)

- It's nine o'clock in the morning.

It's been quite a while now.
One day at a time.

I'd rather have a cup of tea.

- Tea you make for yourself

but there's no milk

You don't think I noticed you outside?

- I guess I'm letting things slip.

- So tell me JP

Why the renewed interest in me
after more than a year?

- Mia Westwood.

She's been found dead.

- And it all points in my direction?

- Not exactly.

I didn't ask for the privilege
of coming here today.

- But you came anyway,

- Consider the amount of time I've known you

You're my friend.

The department should be

but they have to be sure.

- My caring fucking employer.

What are they worried about?

That they have a rogue loner
on their hands, aye?

(aria plays gently in background)

(ticking watch)

- Are you still with Mary?

- She's moved on

Citing my chronic absenteeism.

I think she's living in an ashram
or something somewhere.

- Because it's the path we chose

isolation, splendid isolation.

- In pursuit of splendid liberty,

- Splendid liberty for others.

And you work for Gates now?

- Like I said,

I didn't ask to be here today.
You should know that.

I meet a lot of ex-military
and civil life

it isn't what they expected.

You lose more than you think.

Your self respect

your dignity

your sanity

You were one of the best officers I had.

It's important you always remember that Max

And that lives were saved.

- Thing is JP

I don't know if any of that bullshit
makes any sense to me anymore.

The girl

the girl they found dead.

You would think me capable of that ?

- I don't.

- You turn us into warriors

make us commit barbarities.

And turn your back on us.

- We're the same you and I

- No, we're not the same.
None of us are the same.

That's the whole fucking point.

So

what are your orders then?

What is it they expect of you?

- Your life

our work ...

is one of the same.

But you have to look at things differently.

So the girl

she has nothing to do with you

I'll buy it, but others won't.

And they'll be unanswered questions.

Journalists. Unwanted attention.

And your work for us.

Your work for us has to remain untold.

- I've done nothing wrong.

- We can move you on

to a new location.

Once we smooth things over,

- Make this go away somehow?

This is my home.

- It's how things are done.

It's the life you signed up for.

- Go on back to your paymaster,

Tell them they've nothing
to be concerned about

that I'm not a concern.

That this will blow over.

I'll make sure it blows over.

- But if it doesn't?

- If it doesn't,

well then

I'm in the shits old boy.

- Let me get you out of this mess.

- I have nothing to hide, JP.

Nothing.

(operatic aria crescendos)

(tense chiming music)

(key in lock)

(fast paced music continues)

(traffic)

- (Max) Everyone needs security.

Insurance.

And my former employer will need theirs.

They're concerned. Concerned that
I'll drag our beloved government

with all its clandestine bullshit behind me.

Perhaps I will, and so it makes them nervous

(soft eerie drone noises)

(voices on TV)

- Oh, that looks gross.

(Voices on TV) you .... you're plating it ...

(door buzzer)

(laughs at voices on TV)

- Answer the doorbell

(buzzer)

- I'll get it.

- Hurry up

(TV Voice) What's that dish chef?...

(low eerie music)

- Is Zara Peters at this address?

- And you are?

- Max. Max Peters.

(disturbing music)

(indistiguishable TV voices)

- Zara there's a ....

What is it?

- He has to leave.

Get him to leave.

Get him to leave.

(sighs heavily)

(eerie sounds)

- She's not here okay.

- Did she say who I was?

- You've got to go. I'm sorry.

(gentle music box plays)

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

- Who is he?

(buzzer)

- My father.

(buzzer)

- He's my father

( passing police sirens in the distance)

(city noises)

(passing train)

- It's ok Jake. Go and play.

(trains passing)

- How old is he?

- Seven

- He looks just like your mom.
How is she?

- You have no right to walk back
into my life like this.

I was no older that my son
when you turned your back on us

- I didn't turn my back on you.

- You chose to walk away.

Do you think this is how it works?

That you can disappear and then just
walk straight back in when it suits you.

It's not possible.

(loud rumble of passing train)

- I'm asking you

to give me a chance

to hear me out.

Please.

Please, allow me that.

- Leave me and my family alone.

This isn't possible.

I'm sorry.

(gentle contemplative music)

- Is that you?

- Yeah.

(Little girl in video) My straw's stuck.

Like your straw's stuck.

Do you want me to get it out for you?

(static)

(slow paced music)

- I'm sorry but Mr Davies
is unavailable right now.

- That's okay. I'll wait.

- Unavailable for the day.

- I'll wait.

- He's available by appointment only.

- I need just five minutes of his time.

- Would you like me to make
an appointment for you sir?

Or will I be needing to call security?

- If it helps.

- Do we have a problem here sir?

- Do we have a problem?

- Please?

- Have you ever heard of Berners-Lee?

- Who?

- Tim Berners-Lee.

- Come on. Let's go.

- Excuse me.

(fast paced dramatic music)

- Can I help you?

- You're Adam Davies?

- You need to make an appointment
through the office.

- Done that

today in fact

- You're the gentleman that
came to the office today.

- Five minutes

That's something you could spare
Mr. Davies?

- Okay.

Give me your tagline
and your three line pitch.

- What?

- You have an idea. A format for sale.

Give me your fucking tagline and your pitch.

You do have one?

- This is something unique Mr. Davies?

- Of course it is. It always is.

- The TV shows that you've been
making are popcorn,

total shite.

I mean

you can't be very proud of your work
can you?

Appealing to the lowest
common denominator.

You're shaping our culture, my culture
to the detriment of us all.

It's all about narcissists, materialistic
savage cunts

making cruelty and greed the norm.

It's not the life I subscribe to Mr. Davies.

- I make popular culture

- I'm about to become famous.
And so will you Mr. Davies?

I offer you exclusivity

to make good of your life

to make all that shit meaningless
television you make disappear

for something worthwhile.

- I've won three BAFTAs

What the fuck have you done?

I've heard enough

- Hang on.

You haven't let me finish

- Fuck off.

- Listen. In three days time,
I'll call you

and when I do, we'll meet again here.

Remember three names

Mia Westwood, Danny Kilbride
and Jason Hanwell.

Remember those names.

(haunting music)

- Mom

Mom.

(haunting music continues)

(sound of running tap)

(slow beating haunting music)

(music slows to silence)

(gentle evocative music)

(door opening)

- What's going on?

Your father?

- I have to see him.

He said he's gonna leave

I can't just let him leave.

- Come here.

I can't just let him leave

- Then don't.

(doorbell)

(lightswitch)

(footsteps)

- Hi

(kettle boiling)

(pouring water)

- There you go.

- Thank you

I brought you back these

your photographs

I've kept some of them

but they're your memories.

So you're really leaving?

- Would it make a difference if I stayed?

-Your partner. How long have
you been with him?

- Four years?

- You're happy? He respects you.

- Yeah.

- I was with your mom for only a year
before she felt pregnant with yourself.

I was in love.

We both were.

And when you were born we were

over the moon.

But

time changes things.

And when the situation started to deteriorate

it wasn't so easy

for either of us

- She said she was sent into services overseas.

- Yeah.

To fight

to kill.

It could never be the same after that.

(quiet, tense music)

- So why are you leaving?

- Because it's time.

- Why choose to find me then?

- Because you are my princess Zara.

My baby princess.

The only part of my life that
made any sense.

And I needed you to know that.

(running water)

- It's getting late.

- Oh, sorry, I should drive you home.

- No.

I'd like to stay.

We could talk things over a bit more
in the morning.

- No

I should drive your home.

- I'm giving you the opportunity
to talk this over

and you're sending me away again.

- It's not that

- What then?

either you invite me back into your life
or you don't.

- You've got your mother's traits,
that's for sure.

(sound of passing train)

- I hope it's okay.

I got you these.

- Thanks

- Good night.

- Good night.

(gentle sound of musical box)

(eerie music intermixed with musical box)

(tense music)

(feet crunching on dry leaves)

(tense eerie music)

(lock closing)

(feet crunching against dry leaves)

(tense music)

- Morning

sorry there's not much food in

I should go to the shops
get you some breakfast.

- Oh, that's okay.

- No, after 20 years I insist

The least I can do is make
my daughter some breakfast.

- How long will you be?

- Not long. Ten, fifteen minutes.

(footsteps)

(door closing)

(car engine)

(tense dramatic music beat)

(disturbing sounds)

(keys jangling)

(fast paced tense music )

(car engine)

(fast paced tense music continues throughout)

(door opening)

- ZARA

- ZARA.

(dark eerie tense music continues)

(subtle heartbeat under the music)

- Hello ...

(disturbing music escalates)

(heartbeats thudding)

(silence)

(gentle operatic aria begins)

(aria continues throughout)

(birds tweating as aria continues over)

(gentle aria continues)

(crunching and snapping sound)

(crunching sound)

(crunching sound)

(doorbell)

(knocking at door)

(aria continues)

(knocking at door)

(doorbell)

(doorbell)

- Mr Peters

(aria begins to slow)

(doorbell)

(running water)

(doorbell)

(Max breathes heavily)

(knocking at door)

(Max out of breath)

(doorbell)

(aria continues)

(Max laboring to breath)

(DS Walsh) Is everything ok Mr Peters?

May we come inside?

(aria ends)

- You putting these into storage?

- Upstairs into the attic.

I'm decorating.

- We found the body of Mia Westwood.

The two boys Jason Hanwell
and Danny Kilbride

are still missing persons.

- Am I a suspect?

- You would understand if you were.

- Would I?

- You were a soldier.
Then you worked for SIS

What is it you do now, Mr. Peters?

- I'm retired.

- You served in Iraq, Afghanistan,

then you transferred into SIS

you must be very valuable to them.

- Valuable nah, I never felt valuable.

I don't think they know the
meaning of the word.

- Your neighbours say Mia came to visit you
two days before she went missing.

Why did she come and see you?

- I gave over 20 years of my life
to this country

for this government.

I serve

a bit like yourself.

- Your history is what makes you interesting.

- You have no fucking right
to be in my home.

- I understand, but my problem.
Our problem is

I don't like your history.

Nothing about you or this feels right.

Nothing feels right.

- If you came here for a reason.

Do what you have to do.

- You have friends in high places?

- Do I?

- I get phone calls telling me to standoff

standoff the fallen war hero.

Fallen is a interesting word
for living soldier isn't it?

At least I think so.

I get told to keep my distance
now why would that be?

Why would that be Mr. Peters?

I don't want that.

I don't want to do that.

I'm curious why they have
a reason to protect you.

I mean you've got nothing too hide.

- Am I a suspect officer?

Am I a suspect?

Yes or no?

- What do you keep in the outhouse?

- Yes or no?

- Come down to the station

volunteer to answer my questions
yes or no Mr. Peters?

- I'd rather suck your cock.

(slow haunting music)

- Volunteer yourself, and i'll
have no more issues.

- Is that all?

- What are you thinking?.

- Nothing.

- We should get back.

(foosteps leaving)

(quiet tense music continues)

(high pitched bleep)

- This is my last broadcast.

Within 24 hours I'll become
too much of a liability.

If I want my life to have meant something

is to ask you to understand my convictions

and that I no longer choose to

tolerate the savagery of our youth,

of our politicians

of each other.

To my daughter

I am sorry.

But know that you taught me to love again.

That love has been absent for my life

for far too long

( fast paced dramatic music)

(car starts)

(dramatic music continues)

- Okay, Max, you have my attention.

(music fades)

- So, did I ever tell you
I had an idea for a television show?

- What's on the hard drive?

- I have 20 hours of footage,
call it my personal blog.

Now my question is, what is that
worth to you, Mr. Producer?

- Did you kill those people?

-Two of them I killed. Only two of them.

The harddrive contains footage of the
mutilation and torture of Jason Hanwell.

(Hanwell panicking)

- Now, what is that worth to you?

(Screaming)

- They wouldn't let me broadcast that.

- They would find a way.
You would find a way.

- I'm the only one that knows about this.

- Yes.

- I could pay you, cash, for
exclusivity you understand?

- Of course.

Don't you even want to know why I did it?

(disturbing quiet rumbling sounds)

- If I have exclusivity, I don't give a fuck.

- Tomorrow, the newspapers will paint
the picture of a monster,

a fallen war hero, who tortured,
maimed and raped.

But these journalists,
these sick parasites,

who prey on lies and feed us half
truths in the name of a better democracy

would have painted only half the picture.

I did maim. I did kill,
but I didn't rape the girl.

Mia Westwood, came to my home
asking for my help.

But the two boys, Hanwell and Kilbride,

they raped her, sodomised her,
and two days later left her for dead.

(eerie quiet music)

(sounds of voices on phone)

- (Hanwell Voice ) Yeah this is a found video.

(Hanwell's voice) And there's Danny over there.

- Yes Danny give me the wave.

And then

This is gonna be fun.

Danny, aren't we gonna have a wicked time?

Top lad Danny.

Come on Mia, don't look so scared.

- Fuck off.

Stop it.

Come on I mean it. Fuck off.

(Disturbing music)

- I took the phone from Hanwell.

I imprisoned him,

and I tortured him

until he told me what I needed to know.

Where they'd buried her

what they'd done to her

and why?

(quiet haunting music)

- (Max) Why?

Why, because they could.

Why?, because who would stop them?

Why? Because nobody cares anymore.
Do they Mr. Davies?

We see the savagery each and every day.

And each and every day we
choose to turn a blind eye.

Not I said the dog.

Not I said the cat, not I

If I lost my humanity

I lost it along with everybody else.

We're raising a nation of sociopaths
Mr. Davies .

Kindly aided by your good self.

So go do what you're good at.

Go and make me famous.

Give the public what they crave.

Because

because that's all that matters anymore.

Write my story

and write it well.

But most of all
make me famous.

(police sirens)

(melancholy music)

(police dispatcher on radio)

(music continues)

(music fades)

- (DS Walsh) And you are?

- I'm the man that's taking charge
of your crime scene.

You'll find it's all in the paperwork

under the court order.

Legitimate.

- Do you think you can cover this up?

- No.

But you can watch me try.

How valuable do you consider your job?

How valuable do either of you
consider your job?

(dramatic music)

- (Max) If ever you find yourself in
a moral predicament

and you choose to watch this

as, as a human being.

You're entitled to make mistakes.

I would ask you but one favour

find me online,

on Facebook,

Twitter

wherever you are

and 'like me'

'like' my pages.

(dramatic music)

(music escalates)

(music fades)