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Right, it must be on.

Rachel's making supper for us.

She'll keep, won't she?

And Briony, she should be home by now,
so I'd better dash. Oh, one more.

Oh, no, tomorrow.

I'll see you.

Good night. Lauren.

Supper's ready.

Oh, great.

Starving.

Mum not back yet?

No, she shouldn't be long, though.

Right.

Have a quick wash.

What's heading her on?

A man he found as a neighbour. Says her
name's Bryony Darrow. What about the

medics? What do they say?

Injury consistent with being struck by a
vehicle. But she's missing her shoes

and there's no handbag.

Right. Well, you go with her. Make sure
you talk to the doctor about full

examination.

Oh, and get them to bag her clothes off.

Sorry, mate, it's just that I'm not all
that angry.

At least you turned up on time.

Well, she must have forgotten, that's
all.

She promised.

Do you think something's happened to
her?

No, no.

She'll probably turn up in a minute.

like a word with him.

All right, sir. Think about it.

My head's still ringing.

Yeah, well, we'll get you down to the
hospital, hit the casualty, get it

checked. Yeah.

It could be concussion or something.
Yeah, well... If you want to ask him

questions first, though, you know, you
can.

Oh, can I?

Well, that's very nice of you. Thank
you. I was thinking about doing that

myself.

So, you said there were two of them?

That's right.

They had balaclavas and they had a
shotgun.

Sawn off.

All right.

Go on, tell me exactly what happened. I
was reading the paper. They just burst

in.

I didn't know what was going on. I
jumped up and, woof, they got me right

guts. I couldn't breathe.

And then it's, well, I felt the lip go
smack in the face.

Can you tell me anything about either of
them? Well, the one who hit me had a

plaster on his wrist.

Oh, look, it's bleeding again now.
That's talking, that is. Thank you. Yes,

which wrist, right or left? Oh, I can't
remember.

I fell asleep watching the telly.

Well, I'm surprised she hasn't rung yet.

Are you worried?

No, no.

Have you left her some food?

She can work her way here.

Might not be a straightforward hit and
run.

She's been run over, but she could have
been robbed. She could have been raped.

I'm about to go and tell the husband
what's happened.

Sir, what were they?

Short, tall, fat, thin, what?

One was my height and the other was
ginormous. I'd never seen anything like

Yeah, all right. Go on, then. Why
haven't they?

Well, they tied me on, shoved me in a
corner, started on the safe.

What do you say they started on the
safe?

What did they do exactly? Well, they
knew what they were doing. They got the

safe out of the wall, onto the floor,
bending it or heeling it or something.

Well, that's what they said anyway.

Did they say anything else?

Too busy.

That's why they didn't notice me freeing
my hands, I suppose.

I'll have to have my wrists seen to and
all.

Yeah.

I could feel that rope cutting through.

It almost rubbed all the skin away.

I just kept on, though.

You ignore the pain.

Yeah, well, of course you would.

Is that when you pressed the panic
button, was it? That's it.

We thought we'd have that installed for
the payroll, Fridays, insurance.

But the payroll wasn't in the safe
tonight.

No. Paid out.

It was the takings from this big
promotion thing the brewery's giving.

Oh, I see.

Well, that's when they decided to leave
it.

Gave me a bit of a kick in for my
trouble and off.

I was in a bit of a state then, of
course.

I still managed to get to the window.

I saw them drive off in a white van.

A white van? Now, that is helpful. Did
you get the number? No. Must have

them, though.

The other thing is...

As they were coming back down the stairs
here, their gun went off.

You heard a gunshot?

Are you sure?

Sure. It was a gun going off, a gunshot.

Mr Frost? Yes.

We found some spots of blood at the back
of the loading bay over there.

Have you really?

Right, well, look, would you take this
gentleman to hospital, the casualty, and

while you're there, phone round all the
other casualty departments, find out if

anyone's been admitted with a gunshot
wound.

Thank you very much for your help, sir.

Yes? Detective Sergeant Sharp, Denton
CID.

We can only wait.

Hope the swelling subsides.

When do you think she might regain
consciousness?

If the pressure on her brain persists,
I'm afraid she might remain like this.

That's what being in a critical
condition means, I'm afraid.

It's touch and go.

Right. Is there anything else you want
to tell us?

Well, they took most of the impact from
this vehicle.

Whatever. Just behind the right leg.

There were head injuries from striking
the vehicle and the surface of the road.

Beyond that, bruising, scratches to the
arms and thighs.

Dr Jones did notice something else.

I'm no detective.

But I did notice, before we cleaned her
up, some of the scratches, she'd

obviously tried to cover them, hide
them, with make -up.

Ah, right.

And her feet were quite badly cut, badly
bruised.

She was running in the road, you
suspect?

Well, you don't know.

Well, we don't know anything yet.

There is evidence of sexual activity,
for the record.

I asked Dr Jones to take a sample for
forensic.

Sergeant Sharp.

Do you think you can... Yes, but that's
my car parking space.

Oh, sorry, Gov.

My car.

Well, what are you doing here?

I got sent over from Firefield.

Cooling's gone down with the flu.

Well, if you stand there much longer,
you'll be joining him, won't you?

Large bulldog clip. Have you got one?

Sorry, God, no.

Well, thank you very much for looking.

I'll think of something.

There you are.

What is it you're doing?

I've got leaky shoes.

Noticed it last night.

You'd be better to have them repaired
properly.

I don't get the time, do I?

Anyway, I always seem to lose the old
city thing.

Anyway, it's all right. I can repair
them myself.

So I see.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Unusual to see you here on a Sunday,
sir.

This armed robbery, any thoughts?

Yes. I think I know who our man is.

Leo Armfield.

Armfield?

Well, you'd better be sure about this.
You don't need me to remind you what

happened last time.

Well, no.

He knows how to handle a safe.

He drives a white van and he's got a
tattoo on his wrist at the same place

our blagger had a sticking plaster.

Yes, well, just make very sure you
conduct this investigation properly.

If you're right, I don't want him
getting off and us getting into any more

trouble. Well, neither do I, as it
happens, sir.

Good.

Just, um... Yeah, just keep me informed,
will you? All right, sir, thank you.

Come on, Leo, open up!

Now!

Told you, I can't!

Do come in, won't you?

I told you I'd break it down, didn't I?

I'll have to call the council now.

Have them send someone round to fix it.

Oh, yeah.

How's the foot?

Bad, is it?

Yeah, it's terrible.

Excuse me.

Hello?

He'll have to call back now, won't he?

You are keen to talk to me, aren't you?

Yes.

But before you start, put a kettle on,
eh?

All right.

I'll make the tea, Leo.

Down there, Nick. Get your coat.

Yes.

Yeah, I know. Thank you.

She'll be okay. She will.

Really gets up your nose that I got off
again, doesn't it?

What was it the judge said?

Serious concerns about the way the case
was investigated?

No.

I wasn't there.

Now, come off it!

You were in hospital having your
tootsies sewn back on half an hour after

robbery and I don't believe in
coincidences.

Well, you can believe what you like.

But if you seriously think I'd use my
own van on a job and then just to cap

things off, shoot myself in the foot.

Got an alibi, have you?

Yeah.

I was out with a mate.

He was doing a bit of pest control at
the woodyard where he works.

He tripped over a log.

And his gun went off.

Yeah. He was there.

And what exactly were you shooting, Mr
Garman?

Tell him to switch it off, will you? I
can't even help me.

Can you switch it off?

What? Switch your bloody pencil
sharpener off!

Or else you won't see anything.

Yeah.

Can't hear yourself think with this
thing going, can you?

And I think that's your problem, Mr
Garman.

Otherwise you wouldn't be so
uncooperative.

I could always ask these questions down
the neck, if you like.

That's work, doesn't it?

All right, what time is this?

What, when were we shooting? Yes.

Late evening, just before dark.

Does Leo often go shooting with you,
does he?

Yes.

Is he a friend of yours, is he?

Yeah.

Well, this friend of yours told me that
he had a bit of an accident that night.

Oh, yeah.

Tripped over a log, gun went off.

Leo caught a bit of it in his foot.

Oh.

All right.

There you are, see?

Easy when you try, isn't it?

Well, they may have got their dory
drake.

It's that blood on the brewery floor
that will clench it.

And then we've got him banged to rights.

Where was he last night?

Oh, the pub here, I think. Horse and
group.

I didn't really ask.

Well, you really should have.

Well, I had to tell him his wife had
just been seriously injured in an

Yeah, well, it doesn't look like an
accident, does it?

They rang about half an hour ago at the
hospital.

They said there'd been no change.

She's in good hands.

I mean, who would do a thing like this?

Um, does she have a diary or an address
book?

That might be helpful.

She keeps them in her handbag.

Where is the handbag?

She had it with her.

Why, is it missing?

Yes, yes, it is.

Did you say that Briony works?

Yes, um, she's a fundraiser for a
charity in London.

Part -time, three days a week.

Um, overseas aid.

That's... That's Briony all over. She's
always helping people.

Have you got the address?

I'll get her card.

What sort of date would you say your
marriage was in, sir?

Well, good. Very good.

Why?

Where were you last night, sir?

I went to the pub for a drink, then I
came back here for supper.

And what time would that be, exactly?

After nine.

We had supper together.

Oh, thank you.

Is there no office number?

Bryony was always out and about, so
people contacted her on her mobile.

How was she planning to get back last
night?

Well, she'd bring a taxi.

Or me, I'd go and pick her up.

I see.

Look, you will get whoever did this,
won't you?

I will.

Last night, I was annoyed when Mum

didn't come home when she said she
would.

feel really bad about it now. No.

We all get annoyed with people
sometimes, Rachel.

You know, even people we love. We don't
mean anything, do we?

And I just remember that she's in good
hands.

The best.

Sir? Message from Forensic. They've
analysed the blood from the brewery.

Armfield.

If he's a cat.

Just give us a bit of room.

Thanks, please.

So we now know that Bryony did have
handbag with her,

so we're still looking for that.

As for this charity that she's supposed
to be working for, well, so far it

doesn't seem to exist.

So, ask anyone who says they know her if
she ever talked about where she worked.

Well, could she have had a lover?

Well, three times a week.

Sir?

Anyway, so we start in Churcham and work
our way outwards.

And we're looking for anybody who was
out and about last Saturday night who

anything. Yes, or heard, or maybe heard
anything.

Now, as for Briony Darrow, she was
supposed to meet a friend or friends for

drinks.

And then she was going home for supper.
Now, we do know that her husband dropped

her off in the town centre.

So, here in Denton, I want a trawl of
all the pubs, the bars.

Even the shopping centre cafeterias.

Oh, yeah.

I've provided a list of places that
she's known to have visited in the past.

Yeah, so come on, let's have some
witnesses. That's what we want.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Not yet,
children.

It's not playtime.

The armed robbery at Trenchard's
Brewery. Now, we do know that the white

that was involved... was stolen from the
car park in Bridge Street yesterday

morning.

So, we want to find anyone who saw that.

Well, come on, then. What are you
waiting for?

Chop -chop.

Right. Well, I think that went quite
well, didn't it?

Is that right? Your nickname is Razor?
Yeah. Yeah, Razor Shaw.

I warned you, Jack, remember?

He's laughing at us. I will not have the
likes of Leo Armfield doing that.

He was a suspect, and I still think he's
involved.

Perhaps if you hadn't gone charging him.
What do you mean, charging him?

Literally, breaking the door down. Well,
what was I supposed to do, stand there

and wait? In a word, yes.

He wants to go down a bit on the left.

He's already contacted the news.

I've had Sandy Longford on the
telephone.

Well, we're playing right into his
hands. You played right into his hands,

Oh, well, is that all?

No, not quite.

I think perhaps we should accept the
fact that we've been taught a lesson

We mustn't allow your desire to see
Armfield apprehended cloud our judgment.

We'll back off for the time being.
Clear?

Very.

Sir?

What's clear is he's frightened of the
thought of a little bit of bad publicity

and Armfield sticking to his story.

Yeah, and he wants to tell his story to
Sandy Longford.

Garmin tripped over a log and his gum
went off my foot.

Anyway. It's not let's get out there and
finally nail the sods. Now, it's equal

rights for the scumbags. Let's not.

Yeah, uh, Briony Darrow.

Go on, I'm listening.

We've had quite a few people in, uh,
Churcham mention an Owen Kimble. Bit of

weirdo, apparently.

In the habit of wandering through the
woods late at night.

They say if anybody saw anything, he
did.

Oh, right.

Well, let's see then, shall we?

Mind you, if Armfield slips up just once
more, I'm having him. Mullet may have

given up on him, but I haven't. Come on.

Hang about.

Stay here and finish your fag. I want a
quick word with Ernie.

All right, Ernie.

Hi, Jack.

This attempted armed robbery at
Trenchards, I've been thinking.

Hardly an obvious target, would you say?

True.

I mean, the only reason there was any
money in the safe anyway is because of

this promotion they're running.

And to go in cooled up with a sawn -off
a bit OTT. I mean, it's not like it was

Fort Knox, is it?

Didn't have to go about it like that.

No. Add in a bit of violence and the
fact that they knew what they were doing

with the safe, and you've got a rather
unusual M .O.

Don't you think?

I take it you want me to dig around and
see if I can come up with anything.

How did you guess?

Thank you, Ernie.

It's all right, Joe.

Hey, Razor, come on. You must have
finished that fag by now.

You two won't.

Myron? That's Owens.

What about the garden? Mine. He's got
the order of the woods, I told him.

Is that where he is now, is he? Nothing
wrong with him going up the woods

whenever he wants?

No, no, not at all.

Is that where he went last Saturday
night? He's here with me.

Yeah, it must be difficult, you know. My
brother, I love him.

Yes, but he's got problems, though,
hasn't he?

Since he got out.

He's not the only one who's found it
difficult to adjust, you know.

He's not the only soldier with a problem
since the Gulf, either. No, I know.

No, you don't.

He cleaned the oven with a toothbrush
the other day.

He's not cleaning, tidying, polishing.
The only place he's really happy is up

the woods.

So he doesn't work at all, then?

He thinks there are people out to get
him, too.

He has nightmares.

Sometimes he just won't speak. What has
he done to think about all this?

None of your business.

Now, don't you think it's enough
questions, eh?

Yes.

Thank you for your help, Emily.

All right, come on, let's go.

I

took

that in the Lake District last summer.

It's the one with the boats in the
background, remember?

On the front of the newspaper.

Oh, something.

We're going to see Mum today.

Dad!

Sorry.

Sorry.

I have to do something.

I've got to do some work.

Well, can you give me a lift, then? Drop
me off.

Drop you off?

hospital. No, I'll go.

We'll both go.

You stay here.

Why? I want to see her.

I don't want you to see her.

Not like she is.

I'll go, okay?

I am old enough. I know, I know.

Just let me go.

The Ashworth divorce stuff you asked
for. Thank you, Alison.

And?

That's what?

There's a woman been knocked down in a
hit -and -run.

Briony Darrow. What are you doing,
puppy, for her?

Critical.

I don't know what to do.

What can I say to Rachel, our daughter?

You can never be certain about these
things.

She can't hear us, can she?

I very much doubt it.

But again, you can never be absolutely
sure.

If Sheila gains consciousness, could
there be brain damage?

We have to consider that possibility.

But you still don't know if she'll
regain consciousness at all?

No.

She might even die.

I am sorry, Mr. Darrow.

We are doing everything we can for her.

I... I don't know what to do.

If you and your daughter talk to her, it
can only help.

You're no use to me as a snout if you
never tell me anything.

I haven't brought you up here so you can
stick your nose in my chips.

Honest, I haven't heard anything.

Maybe Armfield didn't do it, eh?

Oh, come on, pull the other one.

There's one thing, though.

Yeah?

I'm not going to like it.

He has been, you know, saying a bit
around some of the pubs.

What do you mean, saying a bit?

Around some of the pubs.

But, Corn, what's he been saying?

I'm not going to like it. Well, how do I
know if I'm going to like it or not if

you don't tell me what it is?

Since you're an incompetent... Well, you
know, I won't use the exact words.

Cost him a few quid down the Black Swan.
The landlord's got a swear box on the

bar.

Yeah, I bet it did.

Any nuggets left, Arthur?

Stop it!

What's the matter?

The bed's in there. Look at our price.

Come on. Pull over. Pull over. Come on.

Ah.

Now, the thing is, I don't really know
what I want.

I mean, do I want a double or king size?

Knowing my luck, I'll end up with a
single.

I hadn't realised you'd not kitted the
house out yet.

Well, when do I get time?

Anyway, I wasn't quite sure if I was
going to stay there.

You know, the old house.

Full of memories, it is.

So where have you been sleeping, then?

On the sofa bed.

It was the first thing I bought.

Wait.

I want to see what this is like.

Having to unfold the bed first is not
going to do my love life much good, is

Yeah, sure.

Yeah.

Ah, right.

Yeah, OK, I'll tell him.

Forensic. They've been examining the
bloodstains on Bryony Darrow's clothing.

Apparently, not all the blood was hers.

Some of it came from a rabbit.

A rabbit?

Didn't some people say that Kimball
liked to do a spot of poaching?

Yeah, they did.

Well, whatever else he did, he was there
at some time that night.

He knows something.

Just browsing.

This is my solicitor, Dad.

A solicitor?

Yes.

Graham Rutherford.

I'm acting for your wife in a
compensation case at the charity, at one

fundraisers. I see.

There are a few papers.

Brian is in hospital.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. It's a bad time
to call.

Later, perhaps?

He doesn't drive there, does he? They're
saying she might have been attacked.

Could have run in front of a car.

You mean he might have attacked her
first? Yeah.

What do you see him skulking about at
night?

He's near to creep.

I reckon it's a bit of a peeping Tom, if
nothing else.

What are the coppers saying? They said
it was a possibility.

Should have had them on to him years
ago.

Bloody psycho.

What are these?

What do you think they are?

Tell the others.

I'll tell the police.

The people in the pub will come too.
Just leave it to us, though, will you?

Uniform, you two, uniform.

Get off, you can't get in.

Leave him alone!

Where's the key?

Where's the key?

Give it to me.

Where are you, mad bitch?

You mad bitch!

You stupid asshole!

I don't know what the two of you are
doing here!

I used to watch birds here.

And now?

I come here just to get away.

Be on my own.

There's a war I live off these woods.

Why did you run?

Kimball, Private 24893532.

Owen, did you go out that night?
Squirrel, gone out that tree.

It's questions, isn't it?

It's nothing but questions.

I know.

I get sick of asking them myself.

I was home.

With them.

You ought to get your brakes relined.

It's direct questions he does in his
life.

It seems to remind him of interrogation,
so you've got to handle him very

carefully. Well, you said it yourself.

He must know something.

Well, apart from the fact that he hasn't
got a car, he hasn't got any

fingernails either.

He bites them.

So, if you think about it, Briony Darrow
has fingernail marks on her wrists and

her arms.

OK, so you don't think he packed her,
but he could have found the body, stolen

the hammer?

Yes, well...

I won't put the thumbscrews on him just
yet.

I'll question him again later, when he's
had a chance to think things over.

Yes, and perhaps you should think things
over too, Jack.

It would appear that Kimball is all
you've got to go on at the moment.

When Catherine had her paper round, I
told her, you're not delivering anything

there. He worried me even then.

Freaks, both of them.

They are weird, aren't they? Their
mother was weird.

Weird.

Called me a stupid old sod.

Mad bitch.

She's as crazed as he is. What do you
think he did to Bryony, Richard?

All right.

Yes? I am sorry to bother you.

It's about that compensation case.

It really is important I find those
papers.

You'd better come in and look for them
then.

Thank you.

I'll look next door.

Thanks.

She didn't keep a list of contacts, by
the way? Anything like that?

How well did you actually know my wife,
Mr Rutherford?

Not very, you know.

No. I don't know.

Tell me.

Not very.

Professionally.

In passing.

Socially.

Biblically, perhaps.

No. You bastard!

You were having a affair with her,
weren't you? No!

We're watching you.

We're also watching your neighbours
don't do anything.

Like the shoes, the bag was found in a
ditch, so I've ordered another search of

the whole area.

Good. The purse had only got some small
change in it. I think Kimball took the

rest and then just tossed the bag away.

And you still think that he didn't
attack her?

Oh, I'm sure he didn't. He steers clear
of everyone.

But there is one thing I'm fairly sure
of.

Briony Darrow had got a lover.

Yes, well, it doesn't exactly look as
though she was planning a leisurely

evening shopping.

Does it?

I can't seem to concentrate on anything
at the moment.

So I know it must be, um...

Must be difficult for you, sir.

I've been to the hospital, of course,
for hours and briny.

I keep hoping it might be like you hear
about.

Well, you might understand something
that I say to heaven.

I don't think it's the kindness.

There's nothing.

Yes.

Sir, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to
ask you some difficult questions.

So you'll forgive me if I'm being a bit
blunt.

Um, was Briony having or ever had had an
affair?

An affair?

We're just trying to find out where she
went on the night of the accident.

You know, who she saw.

Yeah, I mean, folk always draw on a
blank, but, well, maybe we're just

at straws. Yes, well, I think you are.

That's all.

I'm afraid I've got an even more
sensitive question to ask you.

Did you...

Well, you and Briony make love on the
night of the accident.

No.

Why?

Kimball found her, didn't he?

That's why you're asking this, isn't it?

What happened?

What did he do to her?

What did you do?

You should clear out of here. You know
what's good for you, Kimball.

Walk away. That's right.

Walk away.

They're coming back, you know.

The police.

They know about you.

We all know about you.

You're lying in hospital and you're
still here.

Are you listening to me?

He's done nothing!

Leave us alone!

Owen! There's no way you can hide,
Kimball.

You're going to get what's coming to
you.

Do you hear me?

You ought to be worried about what he's
done.

Ask him what he's done. He's done
nothing, do you hear me? What are you

protecting him for, eh?

He's fought for this country.

And you people treat him like dirt.

He is dirt.

You're going to get it.

Farmer found it.

Handed it in.

Thank you, WPC Holland.

What is it?

Building Society passbook. Briney's. God
dear.

There's loads of money in it.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

And she's been paying in ever so
regularly.

In cash.

Prostitution?

It fits the pattern.

It's worth pursuing.

But this is a touch fanciful, don't you
think?

From the possibility that you have a
lover to prostitution.

And why?

She is, need I remind you, happily
married, by all accounts. By your

And she certainly doesn't need the
money.

No, well, maybe she'd need something
else.

Owen! Owen!

Kelly's not there.

What made you ask?

Oh, uh, well...

What's the matter with you?

Take care of your kid.

Take care of you.

Owen.

I'm not scared of them.

Them out there?

No, they're scared of you.

I've just about had enough, though.

I want to be left alone.

I'm helping you.

I've been holding myself back, I have. I
know you have. Owen, you're not going

to do nothing stupid.

You haven't done anything stupid, have
you?

Sir,

there's someone to see you at the front
desk.

You said if there was anything you could
do, I was going to call you to talk.

Well, you can.

Why have you upset my dad?

He's in a right state. He told me all
the things you've been saying. Now,

listen, Rachel, we... Why don't you just
catch her and put my mum in hospital,

eh? Why don't you just do that?

She started the job when I started at
Denton High.

Wanted more of a life for herself, I
think.

But she never works when I'm off school.

If I'm on holiday, she says so's she.

She's like a friend, really.

You're very lucky.

Yes, I am.

Did you often go to London with her?

Quite a few times.

Showed you where she works, did she?

No, shopping usually.

Anyway, she doesn't often work in the
office.

I see.

Dad says she might have brain damage.

I won't lie to you, Rachel.

Your mother is in a serious condition.

He's worried about brain damage.

I'm worried about him.

Keep an eye.

Firing, Jack.

Oh, yeah.

That little job you asked me about?

What was that?

Oh, you mean the OTT blaggings, where
there shouldn't have been a blagging in

the first place. Don't tell me you got
something.

I have.

Good man.

Quite a few pages fit your criteria
exactly.

But what's really interesting is, on the
two occasions they haven't pulled it

off, one, the verbal arm went off, Once
they were simply disturbed by someone,

they went back a second time.

Finished the job.

Even if they are linked, what guarantee
is there that the perpetrators, Armfield

or otherwise, will actually return?
There's no guarantee, but it is a

And if they do come back, I reckon it'll
be on Friday or Saturday night when the

money's in the safe from the promotions.

All right, then. Let's hope you're
right. Right. Thank you. Now, if I may,

Briony Darrow.

Yes.

I'm not sure you should be interviewing
the daughter in some local park.

I didn't interview her.

Look, she just wanted to talk.

I am quite prepared to accommodate your
theories, Jack, as I hope I've just made

abundantly clear, but just take care how
you choose to substantiate them.

No order.

Business?

Police business.

Come back, Mum.

I wish there was something you could do.

Squeeze my hand.

Blink.

Anything.

So I know you can hear me.

I love you, Mum.

Rachel.

Got to go.

All right.

My taxi.

Outside.

You won't tell my dad.

Not if you don't want me to.

Please don't.

Don't worry.

He still thinks I'm his little girl.

He just wants to protect you.

I can't stay at home, not see her at
all.

I know.

I just want her back.

Read about her in paper.

Hit and run.

How is she?

Not very good.

Do you know anything about her
otherwise, apart from what you've read

paper? Anything in this for me, is
there?

Well, I bought you those.

And I'll do the usual.

Turn a blind eye.

Yeah, I know her.

And is she?

On the game.

Would you be asking me otherwise?

Yeah, she is.

All right.

Go on.

Tell us what you want to know, then I'll
tell you what I know. I want to know

everything I can.

I don't know anything about this other
life.

I see her on the train quite often. On
the train?

To London.

And that's where she works?

She's got a flat.

Living maid.

Doesn't know I know.

I've got this maid that works in a block
opposite.

I've smiled at her once or twice.

Doesn't want to know.

Fair enough. I mean, some girls don't.

She's not like the rest of those away
day ladies.

No?

That's what I'm saying.

She's not market.

Probably thinks I'm a right flag.

Probably right.

You're all right, Paula.

Always have been.

Yeah.

I can't remember the last time I went to
London.

The smoke.

Ah, no, hang on. It's during the sales.

Yeah, that's right, the year before
last.

I took Anne.

My wife.

Anything you'd like to see while we're
down there? You know, Big Ben, Thames

Barrage, the Millennium Dome.

Just saying.

Yes, I know. Don't worry. Let's get
going.

Open up. Yeah, so...

Right.

Cigarettes, chocolate, chewing gum.

Thanks.

We're closed.

The maid.

Marion.

Maid Marion?

Really. My name is Marion.

What is it you want?

Yes, well, you are maid too.

What is all this about, then?

She's the only girl who works here, if
that's what it is. No, it isn't. She

hasn't done anything that is against the
law. This is a respectable house. I'm

sure it is.

Now. What's the name of the girl who
works here?

Magenta.

Magenta?

That's not her real name.

You live here, I believe.

I live here, yes.

The girl owns it.

Nothing wrong with that either.

Bit of a funny arrangement, isn't it?

Have to live somewhere.

What is it you want?

Is this Magenta?

Yes. Do you know her real name?

Of course I do.

Well, we're here because we've got some
bad news.

Bryony's in hospital.

What?

Who? Bryony. Bryony Darrow.

Natalie.

Her real name's Natalie. This is
Natalie.

What's happened to her?

Tea?

Of course I'm upset.

Of course I am.

You're very close, then.

Go back a long way.

Been through a lot.

She looks after me.

Do you know if she...

works from home at all?

Home?

As I said, we're from Denton CID. We're
not from the Met.

Denton.

You do know that's where she lives?

No.

Are you trying to tell me that you don't
know anything about her life away from

here? She never let me.

Said she don't live.

All this, only if I didn't ask.

How critical is critical?

She's not off the danger list.

Oh, no.

You mean she's going to die?

Well, I don't understand.

She owns this flat.

You work for her.

I'm her mother, all right?

I'm sorry, what did you say?

I'm her mother.

So, you were right.

Yes.

I wish I'd been wrong, really. Yeah, OK.

Yes, it'll be hard on her. Yeah, when
was that? And on her family.

Still, better this than mere
speculation.

OK, thank you very much.

Changed her name by deed poll.

Her real name is Natalie Williams.

And according to the Met, she has a
record of prostitution.

Have you

worked out what you're going to say?

No, not really.

Mr Darrow, I think it would be better if
I talked to you on your own.

I'm not leaving.

She's my mum. I've got a right to know.

Yes. Just go on.

Well, there's no easy way of breaking
this to you. I wish I didn't have to

you. Oh, for God's sake.

Mr. Darrow, your wife, Bryony, has been
working as a prostitute.

What?

Prostitute?

Yes, I'm sorry.

Where? In London.

There was no charity job. That was just
a blind.

Dad!

Oh, leave him, Rachel.

Rachel, your mother loves you, right?

Yes.

And you love your mother, yes?

Then that's all that matters.

Then... Mum wouldn't have an affair.

Mr Darrow had a bit of a fight.

Why didn't you report it?

It was my fault.

Oh?

He, um... I shouldn't have called when I
did. He was under a lot of pressure.

Sounds as though it was a serious
assault.

Did he say that?

Did he accuse you of having an affair
with his wife?

Yes. And were you?

No.

She's merely a client.

But what was so important that you had
to go to the house then?

Isn't that uncanny?

It was exactly my next question.

Thank you.

Sir?

Bryony had come into a fair bit of
money, she told me. A family bequest.

She was setting up a trust fund for her
daughter.

For Rachel?

Thing is, and I assume this doesn't have
to go any further, she doesn't want her

husband to know.

Anyway, you'd signed the trust form.

Now, I knew that it was very important
to her, so I thought I'd better retrieve

it as soon as I possibly could, not
least of all because, of course, if the

worst happens and she dies, the money
will otherwise simply pass straight to

estate.

Now, I told Mr Darrow that I was dealing
with some compensation business at the

charity where Briony works.

Did you find this form?

No.

Do you think that Mr Darrow tweaked what
you were up to?

No. And you haven't pursued the matter
since?

Not in the circumstances.

Do you know why Mrs Darrow would want to
set up a trust fund without her husband

knowing? She didn't say.

Rachel's her daughter, not his.

Richard knows that.

Rachel doesn't.

They're going to tell her when she's
older.

Eighteen, I think.

What are you doing?

Going out.

Owen. Like I said, I'm not scared of
her.

I've had enough of her.

I'm going to tell the truth.

I've decided.

Tell the truth?

What are you talking about?

Let me through.

Owen, that night you went out for those
rabbits.

Nothing happened, right?

You told me the truth.

I just want to be left alone.

But it's not going to happen until I do
something about it.

Now, I'm going out.

Don't quite stop me.

You know, Garrow doesn't know about this
trust fund.

Rachel doesn't know that he isn't her
father.

And neither of them know about Marion.

I don't know.

It's like... It's like peeling an onion.

And she doesn't know about them.

I mean, Marion.

I don't know.

Years I've been in this job.

Still can't believe the secrets people
keep.

You wonder why, don't you?

Hmm? Why she wanted to lead her life
like that.

Hmm.

I wouldn't be able to ask her now.

Briony Darrow died ten minutes ago.

I should have told you straight off.

You're a decent man, Mr. Frost.

I just wanted to be left alone now.

Well, go on.

You can tell me now.

And what exactly did you do?

Brownie Darrow.

She was lying in the middle of the road.

I rolled her over to see if she was
still alive.

That's what I said.

Cool. What happened?

Yeah, the army training.

A bag and some money.

I threw the bag away.

It's too late to say I'm sorry.

I'm telling the truth, though.

Here.

Here's the money, too.

So, robbery wasn't the motive.

And you think Kimball's telling the
truth?

Yes, I do.

So it was just a hit and run after all.

Well, that's what it looks like, but I
don't think it was.

Oh? Why not?

I don't know. Just a hunch.

I see.

A hunch.

And in the meantime, I suppose, we have
to wait and see if Leo Armfield comes

limping into your other hunch at
Trenchard's.

Gov. Yes?

We found someone who saw a woman being
dropped off near the main road on

Saturday night.

He'd been away on business, just got
back.

Tell you what.

I feel a bit like that Humphrey Bogart
in that film of his.

Was it?

The Big Sleep?

Yes, yes, that's the one, The Big Sleep.
Why are you hot?

Melting.

Anyway, Mr Walker.

Er, would you like me to go through what
I told the officer over the phone?

Yes, please, if you would, for a start.

Well, as you know.

Churchill is just up the road. I always
drive through it on my way up to the

main road, on the way into Denton. And
that's where you were going that night,

to Denton?

The night this woman was injured, yes.

Now, I don't know if the woman I saw was
the same woman, of course, but... Oh,

excuse me. Could you... Sorry. Thank
you.

What I did see was a woman, very similar
in appearance, certainly, being dropped

off near the main road.

And the car was a Rover, was it? A six
-series, same as mine.

The car was just turning back towards
the road as I approached.

On the road into Churchill?

Yes.

I ended up behind it.

Yeah, I remember the whole episode.

The woman, the car, because the driver
was obviously drunk.

All over the road.

If I hadn't been in such a hurry, I'd
have reported him.

Ah, yes, I also remember part of the
licence number.

Really? Now, that is interesting.

Ah, P.

Paralytic, I thought.

796.

I sometimes pretend the letters are
acronyms, you know, make up a little

Let me think.

I wouldn't divide you, Inspector. It's
antifungal.

Ah, yes.

Yes, yes, I remember it now.

You didn't enter the house to try to
retrieve any trust form.

You were looking for Briony's little
black book in case your name was in it.

Am I right?

Hmm?

Yes. Yes.

So now perhaps you can tell us the
truth, Mr Rutherford. You know the whole

truth.

Yes. OK.

I was seeing Briony. Seeing her?

We first met in London.

About two years ago.

Met? What do you mean by met exactly?

I went to see her. No, no, no, no.

You didn't go to see her. You went to
see a prostitute that happened to be

Briony, right?

Yes. Yes.

And after that I used to visit her quite
often. When you were in London?

Yes.

And then we discovered we both lived
here.

So we made an arrangement.

She'd visit me. Where exactly?

In the hotel.

Or at home.

My home. When?

My wife is a consultant paediatrician.

She often works in the evening.

And that evening?

Briony came over.

And we had some drinks.

And things got a bit out of hand.

A bit out of hand?

We had a bit of a fight.

About what?

I drove her back.

I swear to you.

Like I always did.

So whatever happened after that, I just
drove her back.

You paid for these little encounters.

They're more like friends.

Yeah, friends.

But you paid. You paid her, didn't you,
eh?

Yes. Yes!

I beg you, please don't tell my wife.

I've told you the whole truth.

Please.

I can see how highly you value your
marriage.

No, I don't know.

Maybe she liked the thrill.

You know, the risk of doing it so close
to home. I know Rutherford did. Well, he

did up until now.

Do you think there really is a little
black book?

No, I think whatever secrets Briony
Darrow had, she has now taken them with

Frost.

Rachel.

What's wrong?

Dad, you're going to hurt yourself
again.

I didn't kill you.

What you said about Briony.

Oh, just put the bottle down.

Will you please? You're so cynical.

Stop it.

I mean, you don't believe that people
can change, do you?

I know you know.

I knew!

You knew what, Richard?

I knew Briar was a prostitute!

I was, used to be, before we met. Not
now, not now.

Dad, what are you saying?

He doesn't need to know, Rachel.

She loved me!

She was a prostitute when you met her.

I loved her.

I loved her.

All right, Rachel.

All right.

I'll get WPC Holland to stay with you
tonight.

Come on.

We knew Kimball was a psycho.

A private prostitute.

She can't have been working around here.

And you should know, Charlie.

That was a long time ago and just the
once. That good.

I always thought there was something
about her. Ever since you saw her

tops at the... Church fete, wasn't it?
That's right.

Poor Richard.

Perhaps not.

Oh, come on. I'll tell you one thing.

He's been knocking it back a bit,
Richard. He has.

I've been, you know, on the house. It
cost me a small fortune.

I'll bet.

I'm going to have to stop.

So stop.

Bloody prostitute, though.

Have I told you yet, Gov? What a great
pleasure. It's been working with you

again. Don't worry.

I'm right behind you.

I don't suppose there's any chance of a
pint, is there?

I thought this was a bit of a flyer.

I should have had a bet on it.

The odds have just tumbled.

I think we've got a visitor.

Bugger.

Mr. Armfield.

Oh, Jack.

So, you were right again, then.

Oh, very well done. Thank you, sir.

Sir? Yes? DNA results you were waiting
for.

Oh, right. Good.

What made you think that Bryony was
having an affair with Rutherford?

I forgot the bit.

One night I thought of the taxi that she
took.

She went to Rutherford's on the night of
the accident.

And you knew that she'd been there,
didn't you?

Did you plan to kill her?

I loved her.

And you made love to her on the night of
the accident, didn't you?

Did you know that she'd gone back to
being a prostitute?

No.

You know her real name, don't you? Yes.

She always used to say that it was
Natalie who did that.

Like it was... Like it was someone else.

Anyway, after we... After we met, she
said she wanted to put all that behind

her, settle down.

Rachel was about 11 months old then.

My mother's name.

Riley.

I knew that you'd made love to her on
the night of the accident.

Because there was evidence of sexual
intercourse.

You were the last person... person to
see Bryony alive.

Won't you, Mr. Darrow?

Do you want to tell me what happened?

Yeah, you know, I was driving home
and... Yes, you were.

I asked her where she'd been.

She said she'd been with some friends.

And I got the late bus.

I just... You attacked her?

I knew she'd been with him.

I just wanted her.

After I'd... You

got out of the car screaming.

You said you'd been unhappy for years
and that...

She wanted to leave.

She was going to take Pedro with her.

She ran away.

And she ran back towards the main road.

And you did what?

I couldn't bear the thought of her being
with someone else.

I just drove after her.

and went on driving.

How would you feel?

You think your wife's having an affair
and the man turns out to be one of many.

I don't think it matters that he knew
that she used to be a prostitute.

It's the fact that she was one now that
he can't handle.

I still can't understand why she went
back to it.

Oh, well, you... He met her when she was
a prostitute.

And then he married her.

Takes her off to the country life, you
know, all lovey -dovey. Church fates.

Coffee malls.

I suppose he just got bored.

Strange things happen in marriage.

Yeah.

Well...

We've got all that we need.

We don't need to dig up any more dirt.

I don't think she deserves it. I know
Rachel doesn't. Poor kid.

Yeah. Oh, dear.

Finds out that her mother was on the
game.

Her father, who isn't her father, is a
murderer.

Heaven forbid she ever finds out that
her grandmother...

It was a prostitute's maid.

And I was the one that exposed it all.

They're charging Kimball with a salt
pen.

Maniac. They should lock him up and
throw away the key.

And Richard?

Richard?

Used us, he did.

We were there for him all the time.

And you think you know people, eh?

Rachel?

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to say goodbye.

You didn't have to.

No, no.

I won't.

Thanks.

Can I?

I also wanted to say that I was sorry.

Why?

For the way things have turned out.

You're just doing your job.

Rachel, you must remember that your
mother loved you.

And so does your father.

People's lives do get wrecked.

Sometimes they wreck them when it's
gone.

I know why Dad didn't want me to go to
the hospital now.

He was scared.

Thought I might find out if Mum regained
consciousness.

Lots of things that I wish you hadn't
had to find out about, Rachel.

I'm not sure this is always a good idea
to be protected from things.

No, maybe not.

I'll be alright.

Where are you going?

I have a grandmother.

Got a flat in London.

Hope she'll provide for me.